Chapter 2022: Deep water

"Sally, Sally!" A group of people rushed up frantically and grabbed Charlize's shoulder fiercely, but Charlize seemed to be crazy, grabbing the man's neck fiercely, as if his eyes were about to fall. When it came out, the slender arms exploded with terrible veins, as if the blood vessels would burst in the next second, "Sally, let go! Let go! If you want to kill him, you have to kill him! I can't breathe!"

Charlize still just gritted his teeth and grabbed the man's neck with an irritated look. The muscles of his whole body were trembling slightly, as if all the strength of his body had been vented. That kind of madness makes her unable to touch at all. The blood on her face makes her look abominable. Her twisted face is like a devil crawling out of the depths of hell. She opens her blood basin and prepares to catch her eyes. All life swallowed.

Scott Wilson(.) At this time, his entire face was flushed, and the last trace of air in his lungs was squeezed out. He had to open his mouth and try to breathe some fresh air, but even so, it was only meager. Air can flow into his chest through the almost completely chopped trachea. He subconsciously grasped Charlize's hands with both hands, and then tried to break it apart, but his power was like in front of Charlize's slender wrists. The ant shook the elephant, completely motionless. The light in front of him was disappearing bit by bit, and death was so close as never before, as if it was drifting lightly across the wings of his nose.

"Sally! Sally!" There are three people around Charlize's shoulders at the same time, but there is still no way to pull her away, "Go and break her fingers, hurry! Hurry!" Someone stepped forward and started. Bit by bit, I broke off Charlize’s extremely stiff fingers, but at this time Charlize’s fingers were completely stiff, as if they were snapped one by one. The extreme pain even the staff. I can't bear it anymore, but Charlize doesn't seem to feel anything at all. He still clenches his teeth, staring motionlessly at the **** face in front of him that is beginning to fade away bit by bit, and then a cruel smile appears on the corners of his mouth. Slowly and slowly expand.

Finally, Charlize's hands were broken, but the three staff members did not have time to pull back. When Charlize loosened, the three of them fell back and sat down. Charlize Like a kite with a broken line, he was thrown to the back. The whole person rolled several times on the muddy forest land, and then slammed into a thick pine tree, and then stopped.

The whole set was quiet for a second, and then everyone panicked and said, "Ambulance, hurry up, call an ambulance!" Now they can't tell whether Scott is more injured or Charlize. The injury is heavier.

Scott felt the fresh air rushing down his throat into his lungs again, which made him breathe in big mouths, but he didn't want to breathe too fast, he actually started to cough violently, he wanted to cough up his entire lungs. generally. Then Scott turned over a person, supported his body with his hands, and gasped for breath.

"Scott, are you okay?" There was a mess on the side, which only made people feel that everything was completely messed up. Scott raised his right hand and swayed it. In fact, he was just hypoxia. It is estimated that there will be some scars on his neck, but the specific situation is not too serious. After all, Charlize is still a woman and his hand strength is still limited. , "It's okay..." After saying a word, Scott still felt a little bit weak, and then simply lay on the ground, causing a group of people around to exclaim, Scott took a breath and said, "It's just... just need a break."

Scott could see a large group of people in the distance, and asked worriedly, "Sally...Sally..." But apart from this sentence, he couldn't say a complete sentence. Up. Thinking of Charlize’s chilling expression just now, Scott couldn’t help but shudder. He is over fifty this year and has at least nearly ten years of actor history in Hollywood—although most of the time it’s irrelevant. An important supporting role or a cast, but this is the first time Scott has seen an actor push himself into this way-and Charlize is still an actress, almost driving himself to the brink of collapse, that kind of crazy expression Even if I think about it now, it still makes people scared for a while.

Scott suddenly remembered the buzzing news during the filming of the "Seven Deadly Sins" the year before.

Charlize only felt that for a moment he broke free from the restraint of gravity, as if the whole world was beginning to float lightly, and then rushed over after a violent impact, causing every muscle in his body to groan in pain. In the end, the whole person hit a hard object, and a surge of impact came from his back, which made Charlize feel that his mouth was sweet, and it seemed that he would spit out a mouthful of blood in the next second.

Fortunately, Charlize didn't really vomit blood, but the pain deep in his bones set off a stormy sea, causing Charlize to open his eyes and mouth wide, wanting to yell, but couldn't make a sound. At this time, it was as if the soul was torn apart, and it was still the kind of slashing knives. She only felt that her soul was torn off piece by piece and turned into thousands of pieces. The incredible pain almost made Charlie. The whole body is bent into a bow shape, his muscles are tight to the extreme, his forehead is already full of sweat, but there is no sound from his mouth.

The soul was torn apart bit by bit. After the pain reached its extreme, Charlize's thoughts gradually became clear, and she finally understood what had happened at this time.

It’s been almost a month since the filming of "Girl. The Devil" started, and the filming of the entire crew is getting better and better, and Charlize’s understanding of performance has become more and more profound and more delicate, even in the process of filming, she also Still in continuous improvement. The understanding of the role of Irene Enos has been further deepened, which made Charlize put aside all the thoughts of the outside world and began to devote himself to the role.

The scene to be filmed today is a scene where Irene loses control and kills one of the men without using a pistol. This scene is too **** and violent. Although everyone knows that Charlize’s plasma is fake, but The **** appearance still made people shudder.

In the scene just now, I didn't find any feelings before and after several times. Director Patty Jenkins always thought that Charlize had fallen into a crazy runaway. Charlize studied and thought over and over again, and after many attempts, he finally found the feeling, but lost control.

Charlize now vaguely understands the realm that Hugo originally said. Of course, Charlize has not reached the level of personality split. She is more into the drama too deeply, and emotional control is not precise enough, which makes the performance lost. Controlling—In essence, Charlize’s inner contemplation of Irene is still not enough. There is no way to show the role state without hindrance. Either it is not enough or too much. The most important thing is that the details are not accurate enough or not enough. Detailed.

In the eyes of most people, it is estimated that this little difference has little effect, and Charlize has performed very well. But Charlize herself knew that she still hadn't pierced that layer of window paper, and the impact and realism brought to the audience by a little gap would be quite deviated. Therefore, Charlize has been putting pressure on himself and has been working hard.

But from the scene just now, Charlize's madness is enough, but the control is still lacking, which means that the final effect will still be compromised.

But at this time Charlize did not have the mind to think about these issues, because she felt as if she was being burned on a fire. That kind of earth-shaking, deep and fiery pain swept through waves, leaving Charlize with no choice. Thinking, there is no way to move.

Charlize was so tight that he waited until he was exhausted, and then the whole person slowly relaxed, and began to breathe in big mouths. A group of staff rushed over and gathered around. He asked verbally, "Are you okay? Are you okay? What's wrong with you?"

Charlize waved his hands to the partners, "It's okay...I, I'm okay...It's just that I'm a little out of control." Charlize pushed away from the surrounding area and tried to lift his hands, and stood up directly, although his legs were a little shaky. Soft, made Charlize stagger, but she still stood up with her own efforts, "Where is Scott?"

Charlize knows exactly what happened just now, even the countless details in it are clear in his mind, "Scott, sorry, sorry, I'm really sorry, are you okay?" Charlize hurriedly left. Stepping forward, looking at Scott, who was still very ugly, he apologized.

Scott looked at Charlize’s almost unsteady pace and the situation was no better than him, and he pulled out a smile, "I'm fine, you should worry about yourself first."

Following Scott's eyes, Charlize looked down at her gently shaking legs. In fact, she didn't feel any at all, but the muscles were shaking uncontrollably. There was no way to control it, and there was no way to stop it. Charlize gave Scott a wry smile, and then, with the support of the staff, the two difficult brothers came to the rest area next to them, and the doctor came over for an examination.

Charlize tried to relax the whole person, but it was too difficult. From the muscles to the brain, she only felt that the whole person was like a switch that was turned on, a spring that was suppressed, that kind of tightness to the extreme but no The feeling released by the method makes Charlize feel like an untimely bomb, and no one knows when it will explode.

Suddenly, the phone on the dressing table began to ring. Charlize was taken aback, but he only slowly turned his head to look at the phone. He didn’t plan to pick it up. He was thinking, “How about Carl? Leaving the phone here?” After a while, the phone still rang reluctantly, and Charlize slowly raised his free left hand, picked up the phone, and looked at the phone displayed on it. Number, a series of numbers...

It's Hugo.