From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Crackling, torrential rain.

Without any warning, it came crashing down, and Anson's anger made Sean tremble in the wind, a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head—

The things Sean worried about were happening; his fears, his anxieties, his nightmares, all turned into reality.

But the point was, he couldn't refute it, he couldn't even defend himself.

Everything was his responsibility, wasn't it?

He had only himself to blame.

However, Anson's tone changed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gently lifted.

"Does an elephant have any emotional fluctuations from stepping on an ant?"

"No, it doesn't. There is no joy or sadness, nothing at all. Although I am not an elephant and you are not an ant, that's how it is."

"So, instead of wallowing in the hell of guilt and self-blame, why not help me complete some tasks and use labor to compensate for the loss? What do you think?"

Sean froze—

Literally, his whole body stiffened on the spot, his body and brain completely unable to move, completely losing the ability to react, standing there blankly.

Anson didn't get a response, but he didn't mind, and continued on his own.

"There's one more thing. I might need you to cooperate with me in completing rehabilitation work. I believe you have your own experiences and lessons in dealing with these injuries, which can help me avoid detours. I'm also looking forward to returning to the set as soon as possible."

"Three weeks, ah, longer than I thought."

Sean didn't react for a long time, and in the end, he couldn't control himself. He turned around, raised the back of his hand and frantically rubbed his eyes, his shoulders trembling slightly; but only for a brief moment, he regained his senses, turned back to look at Anson, tried to speak, but found his lips completely stuck together, unable to open, and finally could only nod haphazardly to indicate his agreement.

However, this time Sean didn't get a response.

Suddenly looking up, Sean realized that Anson was lying on the pillow, looking at the sky, obviously unable to see his actions, no wonder there was no response.

"Okay. I understand," Sean said, only to find his voice terribly hoarse.

This time, Anson raised his head slightly, "Sean, after the accident happened, did you notice anything?"

Sean was about to repeat the process again; he had repeated it countless times, and didn't mind doing it again.

But he didn't expect Anson to interrupt him.

"Not the process, but after the accident."

"The entire accident process, I believe you have repeated it countless times. Continuing to repeat it is meaningless. On the contrary, you may mechanically repeat the same content due to numbness, leading to omissions of details and substituting details you imagined."

"What I want to ask is about after the accident."

"I know, the scene should have been chaotic at the time, everyone rushed towards me, the entire crew swarmed over, you should have been scared too."

"But, at that time, did you notice anyone running in the opposite direction?"

"When everyone was running towards me, did anyone try to leave the scene? Generally speaking, even if someone thinks of calling 911 or seeking help, that would be the second reaction. The first reaction must be to go forward to confirm the situation. Only one person would try to leave the scene."

Sean gradually understood.

Other things were just incidental. The real purpose of Anson's conversation with Sean was here. Not only Lucas and Nora, Anson himself had also been trying to recall the details of the entire process, trying to find the real culprit responsible for this matter. Therefore, he needed Sean to awaken his subconscious memories.

But the point was, after the accident, Sean's attention was also focused on Anson in the first instance. How could he have time to pay attention to other things?

"You said that the flashing lights were blinding, causing you to close your eyes, which then triggered a series of chain accidents. That means the flashing lights were facing your eyes directly. If they were off track, the blinding effect should be different."

"So, in that direction, did your peripheral vision notice any other figures standing out in the crowd, different from the others?"

"I know, your attention wasn't there at the time, but our brains are amazing. Those images are imprinted deep in the subconscious, and we may not even realize that we saw those details."

"Eyes and brain, these are clearer and more vivid recording devices than all the cameras in the world."

"Now, close your eyes, let's gradually re-describe the scene, and piece together the scene after the incident."

Sean took a deep breath and calmed down. He knew his chance had come, a chance to atone, and he needed to concentrate one hundred percent.

Under Anson's guidance, it didn't seem like a difficult task.

Those memories were like puzzle pieces scattered deep in his brain. He was completely unaware of their existence, but after calming down, he gradually awakened them, reassembled them, and vividly displayed the entire scene—

… …

"Exclusive News:

Anson-Wood was accidentally injured during the filming of 'Spider-Man 2' on the New Jersey set.

According to the official spokesperson of the crew, Anson is currently resting following the doctor's advice, and the specific injury situation is awaiting further observation and analysis by the doctor; but Anson's mental state is good, and he is already looking forward to returning to the crew."

Boom, boom, boom.

A blockbuster, thrown directly out, the entire North American continent collectively fell into shock.

The first exclusive report came from "The New York Times," as always.

The point is that, judging from the text, the situation doesn't seem too serious, but a careful taste can detect the cover-ups in the official press release. Combining this with the tight security inside and outside the crew after the accident, reporters immediately noticed the trickiness inside—

The situation may not be so optimistic.

Noisily, the reporters still surrounded Mount Sinai Hospital, three layers inside and three layers outside. Even though "The New York Times" released the news, and then the crew and Sony Columbia also released official press releases, which were almost the same as the news from "The New York Times", it was precisely because of this that more speculation was triggered.

Because the wording and sentences in different reports were too similar, it seemed that the news was released after internal discussion and communication, just to reassure the outside world.

So, does this mean that the actual situation may be far beyond expectations? Is the "Spider-Man 2" crew and Sony Columbia conducting damage control?

Once an idea took root in their minds, the reporters could no longer contain themselves.

As time passed, the media finally fully exerted its capabilities, penetrating into the hospital in every possible way, and all kinds of reports flew everywhere.

And, it was getting more and more outrageous.

One moment they said that Anson was faking his injury, that Anson was not injured at all, purely playing the big shot on the crew, and had a conflict with the staff, using the injury to blackmail the crew.

Another moment they said that Anson was in critical condition, facing a life crisis, and the doctor said that the next forty-eight hours would be critical, and life and death may be on the line.

Another moment they said that Anson was paralyzed, even more serious than Christopher Reeve, and may never be able to stand up again in this life.

Another moment they said that everything was hype, that this was a self-promotion staged by Anson in cooperation with Sony Columbia, with the purpose of promoting the popularity of "Spider-Man 2."

At the beginning, netizens were still excited to start discussions, with supporters and opponents, conspiracy theorists and fanatical fans, arguing endlessly; but soon, the netizens themselves realized that things were too absurd and outrageous, with each party's statement being different, and the possibility of fabrication was very high.

This scene, in 2003, was slightly unfamiliar, a spectacle.