2470 Inspiration revives
Close his eyes tightly, stand on the spot, slowly straighten his waist, his breathing rhythm gradually calms down, his whole brain enters an ethereal state, and the chaotic sounds in his ears are getting farther and farther, and he knows that they have not disappeared, those The murmurs were always lingering, like whispers in the water, but he managed to stay focused, and his core strength calmed down, and then he could faintly feel the butterflies in his chest fluttering..
Open your eyes, let the light enter your sight, "I'm ready.”
With Renly's voice, the crew that was waiting patiently began to move quickly. This was already the seventh filming. The previous rhythm was always slightly wrong. Renly made two mistakes and Cameron made four. There were two mistakes, and another one that was successfully shot but felt wrong. David Fincher hoped to shoot a few more scenes to get a feel for it. Everyone on the crew was aware of the extremely high difficulty of shooting this scene..
After repeated filming, the crew stayed on the set for more than two hours, but still could not find the right direction. However, the staff did not become irritated, and still maintained an orderly working state, waiting patiently. Immediately you can hear it in your ears. The voice of the recorder came, followed by the command to "turn on the camera". The crisp slap of the clapperboard echoed in the long, narrow and empty corridor of the hospital, and the filming officially began..
“snap”.
This is the sound of unlocking the ward door..
“Thump. thump. thump.”
This is the sound of footsteps touching the ground.
step by step.
Holden's steps were steady and orderly, and he could even faintly detect some caution. He seemed to be able to clearly feel the moving steps of feet first and then heels. The sound of gradually advancing and approaching could be heard softly in the cold air of the ward. A gentle sound, a slight vibration falling on the skin surface.
Buzz. Buzz.
Edmond, who was lying on the hospital bed, opened his eyes, picked up his glasses from the bedside table, put them on, and then he could see Holden standing at the end of the bed..
“call......”
Holden took a long breath, and the tiring journey finally reached the end. All the distractions at work were temporarily put on hold. The negative emotions of exhaustion and sleepiness entangled his ankles, slowly and slowly pulling them down. Pulling and unbuttoning his shirt, the transparency made him take a deep breath..
When he saw Edmund again, Holden was no longer as alert as before. He wasn't sure whether it was because of the familiarity or the laziness caused by fatigue. Maybe it was both, but he didn't want to and couldn't think about it now, so Just let it go and relax your tense nerves.
“You're here." Edmund's calm voice was slightly filled with joy..
“You don't give me any choice." Holden said slowly. If you catch it carefully, you can notice that his pronunciation is still clear, but the words are no longer distinct. There is a faint connection between the voice and the voice, revealing a sense of connection. Lazy and tired, without any deliberate procrastination, you can still feel the curl in the final note, with a bit of hoarseness, giving the voice a sexy magnetism, but he no longer has the energy to take care of it at this time..
Edmond watched Holden quietly. He was lying on the hospital bed, while Holden was standing. The wonderful change of position allowed him to easily control the overall situation and control Holden's every move, "I try Take a gentler approach. Did you receive the card I sent?？”
“Got it." Holden replied in a low voice, but there was no follow-up..
Edmond raised his chin slightly, as if he was examining the meaning of this sentence, "Maybe it's not surprising that he relies on exaggerated performances to attract you..”
meaningful.
Edmund's eyes flashed dimly behind his glasses, and there was too much information hidden in a simple sentence; but Holden, whose brain was almost in a state of stasis, was unable to notice the abnormality. He really didn't have the energy to savor Edmond's eyes carefully. Demond's every word was gone, and he couldn't even stand still..
Lowering his gaze, slumping his shoulders, and shuffling his steps, Holden walked towards the chair placed at the end of the bed and asked in a low voice, ****, "Why do you want to see me, Ed?" From him He could tell by his voice that the fatigue was consuming his attention and mental strength. The procrastination of his voice and the ambiguity of his words were the best proof. He glanced at the seat from the corner of his eyes, but after all, he still did not sit down immediately..
Edmund has a panoramic view of everything.
“I read an article about you, or should I say, about us." Edmond replied calmly..
The corners of Holden's lips pursed slightly - this was the source of countless opinions about Bill and Wendy in the past period of time, and now it involved Edmund, but he couldn't even squeeze out a wry smile. , Needless to say, he guessed it right away, "'Atlanta** News"’.”
“That report was picked up by the Associated Press," Edmond further explained..
“......”Bill and Wendy were right. Holden realized this immediately. He tried to defend, he tried to refute, and he tried to do something, but the deep feeling of powerlessness just made him close his eyes and hold his breath. Breathe, looking for a second of purity, all sounds will disappear directly.
But Edmund was unwilling to let him go, "You said we were friends.”
“......”Holden's nerves were stirred by Edmund. The conditioned vigilance awakened his defensive instinct. He folded his hands on his chest and made a defensive posture. He knew that he should tighten up at this time, but deep down The deep feeling of fatigue slowed down the rotation of his brain, and he found that he could not fight back. In the end, he just said "...yes" to delay time and try to buy himself more room to react..
Edmund noticed it. He carefully captured this difference in reaction speed. His tone remained the same, but his speaking rhythm kept up closely, "Are we friends? Holden？”
That little bit of breathing space finally allowed Holden to recover a little, "In the context of our cooperation, yes." The wording and pronunciation became more rigorous again, and the organization gradually became clearer, but the words were still brief and adhered to many principles. The principle of saying more and making fewer mistakes, saying less and making fewer mistakes.
“Our cooperation." Edmond repeated, seeming to be chewing carefully, with a smile slowly flowing out of his eyes. "This is really a beautiful statement. If it were me, I would also position it this way." He noticed it closely. When it comes to Holden's changes, from word choice to tone, they are all closely following Holden..
“However, our research is not over yet." This is an affirmative sentence, and Edmond directly made a conclusion..
“Okay." Holden only said one word, still without much content..
Edmund didn't care, "As I said in my letter.”
Holden recalled, and nodded slightly, "...you have more," Holden paused, as if he was looking for a more suitable word, and seemed to be recalling the content on the letterhead, he His brows couldn't help but frown slightly, and the fatigue came over again, so that his words became difficult, "... Insights." He said this..
“Indeed." Edmond replied simply..
Holden didn't speak, he just stretched out his right hand in an invitation gesture and expressed the meaning with his eyes..
Edmund didn't buy it at all, "I won't just throw out my opinions and show off, especially when you have been talking about me behind my back and use the information I gave you to prove your own reasons.".”
Bang！
The calm words were like a heavy punch hitting Holden's stomach. He only felt that his whole body was convulsing and curling up, as if his most private and hidden secret was being torn apart and revealed. The pain drained him of his last strength and made him unable to breathe..
Holden tried to hide his panic - his remaining sanity issued a red alert, danger! Danger! Never show vulnerability in front of Edmund！
His chaotic brain sounded an alarm. Faintly, Holden realized his mistake. He should not have come to visit Edmond, at least not in such a state. However, he could not sort out his chaotic thoughts. He was tired and in pain. The mixed emotions completely drained the energy of his brain. The only thing he can think about now is: be alert! He needs to be on guard! Otherwise, he really has no chance in front of Edmund.
So, Holden lowered his gaze to hide the panic in his eyes. At the same time, he bent his body and sat down on the chair next to the end of the bed to relax his slightly shaking knees. The strength originally used to support standing can provide more energy to the brain. , used to face Edmond.
Holden leaned back on the back of the chair and folded his right leg on top of his left knee, trying to show his strength in controlling the audience. However, the inner confusion prevented him from completely calming down. His movements and eyes revealed a kind of Feeling guilty, the body language that should have been relaxed was extremely tense..
At this time, he finally realized what Bill and Wendy meant. That report...that damn report did have problems. Before that, he had only been immersed in the joy of "Halo and Glory" but ignored it. Reporting may also expose oneself, just as Wendy said, one may expose oneself to all interviewees and potential criminals. Now, he has been exposed in front of Edmund, so what should he do?？
“That report is not..." Holden tried to explain, but his words paused because he didn't know how to explain. Everything he was so proud of has now become Edmund's attack on him. weapons, his hands and feet were tied, which put him in a desperate situation.
Edmund - To be precise, Cameron noticed subtle changes, the avoidance of eyes, the stiffness of shoulder lines, the hesitation of words, etc..
Those subtle little changes are exposing his weaknesses bit by bit, gradually luring him to launch an attack, not a ferocious and brutal frontal attack, but a sneaky approach like a ghost, as if... it's as if The darkness is slowly devouring the soul. It cannot be seen, touched, or even noticed. It is slowly being assimilated..
Renly's performance was like a black hole, possessing a vague power that awakened the bloody and cruel dark soul deep in Cameron's heart, which made him unable to help but start to sniff gently - like a dog's nose, He is looking for the scent of blood, like a hunter in the forest.
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