Hollywood Lover

Life goes on, like a movie, from beginning to end.

"OK, this scene is very good, let's continue filming!" Zhang Dongcheng nodded with satisfaction, signaling everyone to cheer up and keep working hard.

The scene at this time is not in the pizza shop, but back to the home of the hot girls. This is the climax of the movie, and it is also the place where Orlando's acting skills are most challenged.

"Where's the piano?"

"Wait a minute, I'll take you there. No, no, don't go over there!"

Orlando, wearing sunglasses, groped for the wall and walked towards the room, but his feet slipped and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"What is this, what is this?" Orlando tried his best to pretend to be blind, and struggled to get up from the ground, his body was already covered with an unknown liquid.

In a hurry, Orlando was helped up by Andy with all his might. On the camera, the two walked by with his arms, but suddenly a dead old man slumped on the sofa appeared in the picture!

The right side of his head was already covered with blood stains, and the flying blood soaked his clothes. Everything looked so horrifying and terrifying!

"I didn't expect you to come this way. We are renovating here, and I knocked over the paint." Andy said in a rough voice, with a hint of coldness unconsciously in his tone.

Zhang Dongcheng moved slowly with the camera on his shoulders, and appeared on the right side of Mr. Scott, allowing the bloody cheek of the dead man to occupy a quarter of the shot, and most of the other part was to support Andy, who was half-threatening With Orlando, the hapless "blind" tuner.

"That's why I don't want you to come in." Andy took off Orlando's windbreaker, and found that there was an obviously murdered dead person here, and Orlando, who was next to the murderer, was flustered and pressed his buttocks by Andy In the seat, the arm inadvertently rests on the piano keys.

"When..." The piano sounded suddenly, and Orlando trembled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and looked back in horror.

And Andy seemed to have discovered something, the expression on his face suddenly became cold, and his eyes began to look very strange.

The neckline was covered with blood stains. Orlando saw Andy was wiping the blood on his hands, and he retracted his head unconsciously. When he turned his face, it was the terrible dead man sitting there with a blank expression on his face. As if laughing, watching a good show.

"You can't do this. Your clothes are covered in paint. Give them to me. I'll wash them for you. I'll give you my dad's shirt and pants first." Andy said calmly.

"Ah..." Orlando hesitated for a moment, then woke up under Andy's gradually sharper eyes, and unbuttoned his clothes, taking off only a pair of underwear.

During the whole process, it was Andy's suspicious face, watching all this indifferently, and even went one step further, excused Orlando's glasses were dirty, took off his sunglasses without any explanation, stared into his eyes, expressionless stare.

The close-up of this expression lasted for seven or eight seconds. After these few days of performances, Andy has found the feeling of being an actor. On the camera, his brows are slightly wrinkled, half angry, and his rigid and gloomy expression is oily. However, life is chilling.

"Calm down, calm down, he didn't notice at all, you behaved so naturally, you could win an Oscar." Orlando's voice-over sounded, cheering himself up in despair.

Because of the fall when he entered the door, the blood stains on his hands were clearly and shockingly visible on the camera. Orlando held the tuning tool and pretended not to know what happened. tuning.

While Andy entered the bathroom, Orlando quickly turned his head to look at the dead man on the sofa, and then took it back even faster.

"Who is that man on the sofa, his father? Didn't he say to give me his father's clothes? Why haven't you come here yet. No no, calm down, calm down, maybe she's washing my clothes, that's fine , isn’t it? I’ll get dressed, tune the piano, and leave!”

The whole shot is of Orlando's expressionless face, and the lonely lamp behind him, the language of the whole shot becomes oppressive and heavy, making people uncontrollably frightened and start to worry about Orlando's fate that he doesn't know what to do.

As expected of a professional actor, although Orlando's face was expressionless, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes were dull, and what he listened to with his slightly tilted ears was not the piano, but the sound in the bathroom behind him. The appearance is really worrying.

Both Victoria and Halliwell clenched their fists tightly at this time. Even if they knew the result and the follow-up process, they were unknowingly tense under Orlando's superb acting skills.

"I hope he won't rummage through my pockets...my diary, hell! My diary! It's in my pocket! How can a blind man need a diary? Oh no!" Above the camera, Orlando's performance continued, Following this inner monologue, he raised his head nervously, his eyes rolled unconsciously, and the sweat on his forehead slowly rolled down.

Zhang Dongcheng held up the camera, and captured the drops of sweat slowly sliding down his forehead and landing on his blood-stained hands. The changes in this scene are different from the original version. He hoped that this scene would be more arresting and more exciting It's irresistible.

"He's back..." Just when Orlando didn't know what to do, Andy's feet appeared on the camera, and he walked slowly behind Audi and stood still.

The camera once again passed Scott, who was slumped on the sofa, staring wide-eyed, and returned to Orlando.

The conscious murderer was standing behind him, and Orlando's body trembled unknowingly.

"Don't look back, you are blind, there is no reason to look back!"

Orlando tried his best to control his desire to turn around or flee through the door, biting his lips tightly, as if afraid that he was about to cry out in fear.

The trembling lips, the slightly trembling shoulders, and the uneasiness that he wanted to turn his head, but was fully controlled when he just made a move, were fully displayed in the camera.

"Say something, damn it, say something!"

As the music of the poet's love sounded, Orlando played the piano, but the murderer, who wanted to kill people, pointed a nail gun straight at the back of his head!

"I'm blind and don't know what's going on behind me. Since I don't know, I should relax. I have to play. He hasn't moved since I started playing. He can't kill me while I'm playing. He can't while I'm playing." kill me!"

The camera moves slowly, and in a mirror, Orlando, naked and playing the piano, Andy standing behind him silently holding a nail gun, and the serious face who died on the sofa seemed to be listening to the moving scene. The melody of the dead.

This thought-provoking and unique picture, freeze frame!

"CUT! GOOD! Tuner, end!"

Putting down the camera, Zhang Dongcheng waved his fists excitedly. After a whole week of hard work, he finally captured this thirteen-minute microfilm perfectly. After filming it, his first movie was finally completed!

After all, this is a suspenseful short film, and Zhang Dongcheng is familiar with this film, so he quickly finished this short but extremely powerful film.

"HOHO~ That's great! We're going to be famous in history! We're going to be movie stars!" Andy threw the nail gun in his hand and was the first to jump up.

Victoria screamed and ran up, hugged Zhang Dongcheng's waist, and kissed him loudly on the face, ignoring him who was a little caught off guard, and ran away with a coquettish smile.

And Halliwell didn't show any weakness, and ran over, hugged his waist tightly, and kissed Zhang Dongcheng's other face heavily.

"Wow, Smith has a beautiful woman to offer a kiss! Andy, give me a kiss to heal my wounded heart!" exuberant Adaman shouted exaggeratedly, and then turned his face to wait for the fat Andy's passionate kiss .

"Okay, here we come!" Andy danced happily, ran over, hugged Adaman and kissed wildly.

This funny move made everyone laugh out loud.