Big play bone

"Oh, right, right." Rodrigi nodded, took the hand, attracting everyone's attention, "The second play, now start the second play."

Everyone started to be busy again, but the Edward is still in the same place. Rodrid had to take a shot in front of him, which makes Edward return God. Edward seems to have a little soul, but after adjusting breathing, he suddenly be full of strength, immediately put in work, and the previous state has changed the earth, and the whole person has become active.

Edward went to the side of the wooden box, and said low sound. "Sorry ... Please forgive me for the rudeness I just just." Toned, "Sorry." Finished, Edward turned to leave.

After ready, Rodrig turned his head. It is preparing to explain everyone quietly, but now, everyone consciously retreats to ten steps, only afraid that my breathing is chaos the effect of shooting; at the same time, everyone They all closed their mouths, and they looked at the quiet wooden box.

The smile couldn't help but climb the mouth. Rodrig has prevailing, the next shooting will be smooth, "July 15th, 'live buried' the second play, the first time I tried."

105 true and false difficult

The shooting of "live buried" is very smooth, and it can even be said to be smooth.

The burden of the entire crew is concentrated on the blue ceremony. Other tasks are streamlined to minimize, and the shooting progress of the crew depends entirely on the performance quality of the blue rites. If his state is bad, it is constantly an error in a play, one card is For a few hours, then the work all day will bubble the soup; if his state is excellent, you only need to shoot several times to meet the requirements, and even bring surprises, then a day to shoot five curtains to six curtains. No problem.

Fortunately, the blue ritual state is very good, and it can even be said to be hot.

In short than five days, shooting progress has pushed two-thirds, far more than expected; the fastest two days, the slowest four days, it is estimated that movies can be smooth, even for one This is also an incispadent film of small cost small spatial small.

For the drama group of funds, it is a great news. If the shooting time is two weeks, the existing fund will be consumed, they have to interrupt shooting, seek additional investment, once the matter is not smooth, the work may always be put on hold Heaks here; but now, the crew can complete the shooting within ten days, and even left more in the late line and publicity, this is undoubtedly a big good news.

The smooth progress of the shooting work, the entire crew is in a high operation, even if the mercenaries are also spent, for them, they will take a smooth, take money, this is undoubtedly the most enjoyable cooperation, no need Yourself, you don't need to deal with complex person relationships. As long as you have completed your work, you will watch the performance next to it, so a relaxed work is not much in the current economic crisis.

But the Personal State of Blue Rise is getting worse.

The boundaries between the reality and the illusion of the mind are getting blurred. His sleep quality is straight, since after a closed experience, every night will be awakened by the nightmare.

In the dream, he was buried under the desert. In the dilemma to find a variety of channels to save, but there is no human subject matter. Everyone is indifferent, there is no five senses, there is no expression, there is no emotion, cold ice is unified. Reply, "Sorry, we can't do it", he is abandoned in the desert, silently.

Otherwise, I dreamed that I was tied by the five flowers, thrown into a deep pit, the terrorists stood and smiled, shouting him, Persian who couldn't understand, and then took the shovel to start to dispose of him, the mud seems to be sprinkled in the rain. Down, he has grown up his eyes, but the power of the body can't make it, you can only look at yourself, desperate, let the blood becomes cold.

After shooting, this situation is getting more frequent, or even at night, he may be awakened twice. Time, sleep time and sleep quality are sliding with the jumping cliff, and his dark circles are getting more and more heavy, and the eyeball is also It's full of blood, and you will get rid of it.

More bad, once, after the nightmare woke up, he began to confuse, distinguish whether he was blue or Paul, strongly suspected that Paul was only this time, he successfully saved, after being saved, desert The memory that is buried is still firmly entangled in him.

Although this is only once only once, but it still makes the blue ceremony. When he was lunch today, he sat down, then woke up without warning, and a cold sweat.

After the end of the day, the Blue Best returned to the hotel attempt to take a break, but clear the eyelids can't be done, but you can't sleep, it is sore and exhausted, but the brain is very awake. Under the helplessness, Blue Gifts can only take the script and start reading the content of tomorrow. Although "live buried" scripts are not complicated, the lines are not much, but behind the text, those who can not see are actors. The space is located.

Turning over, I don't know if he fell asleep. He felt that something was harassing, annoyed, and raised his hand, but now it is, it is like Annoyed flies, in the ear. He closed his eyes, and it was clearly touched, then it was a gravel. The hand feels too real, so that he was shocked, he opened his eyes, and the whole person sat up, his head I hit the wooden board, and sharp pain made him scorpion, but there was no time to pay attention to it, and the land is swept away, and the breath is stagnant.

In the coffin, the sand is constantly falling down, this is not a hotel room, this is the place where he is buried.

Dream, this is a dream, he is a blue ceremony - Hall, he is lying on the hotel's bed, which is just a nightmare. He swallowed with spit, warned himself, but all this is so true, the sand keeps falling, the chest is stacked, the more heavy, dull and heat to almost boiling air, suddenly dark flashlight Light, there is also a mobile phone shake that is like a thunder that is like a thunder ...

Everything is too real, especially the pain comes from the brain and the arm, is getting more and more obvious. He looked up and looked at it. Zi seismic seismic, memory is coming.

Just a bomb lost, the cover of the coffin was shocked, then the sand was like a rainstorm, and the mobile phone lost the signal. His call was also forced to interrupted, and the survival of the desperate situation / can Unbelievable power, he tried to block the crack with a shirt, stop the sand from further venting, but the wooden board is still broken, the sand is thin and continuously falling, and the time left to him is less and less. If you don't go out, he really has no chance.

Yes, he did not have the rest of the time.

When I saw the mobile phone shaking, I hope that the light of the hopes, the mobile phone that has just lost the signal finally sounded again. He must let the outside know that his situation is unexpected, and the rescue must speed up. This is his only life.

He immediately pressed the call button, no hesitated, "Hello? Who is there?" Lounge the flashlight, the milk yellow light can clearly see the fine sand of the sand, and there is a beautiful Strongly, but he didn't care at this moment. The sound reveals an eager, as if seized the last life of the straw.

"Is that Paul Come?" The sound of the other end of the phone is not slow, the word is a meal, the deliberate clear bite is incomparably, it is simply unbearable, he has to interrupt the voice directly. "Yes, I am Paul, who you are?" He had to raise his hand more strict, because the sand is still falling, the situation seems to be more and more bad.

"Paul, I am Alen-Davenport." The sound of the other end of the phone is clear, let people feel unbreakable, "I am the personnel of CRT."

"Yes, I will leave you a word." He only hopes that it will be faster, and soon, the sand is still falling, and the phone will have no electricity. Don't say that the signal is still sometimes no.

"Yes, I also heard from the Riebeka-Broning of the State Council. Can you say what you are now?"

The slow voice in the phone is really annoyed, but he has no time to anger, because the sand falls in front of the sand, it is imminent, he doesn't have time to pay attention to each other, just talk about it. "Worse, it may have exploded, now the sand has been leaking, it will fill it after half an hour." The words are extremely flustered, and he doesn't even have a way to organize your own language.

"Well, good, slowly, you should be calm." He turned a white eye, he was going to die, the other person actually made him calm, but the anger is hard to bite the teeth, put all the anger In the hands, the shirt was actually stuffed into the crack, which made him see hope, the whole god is concentrated on the left hand, there is no time to pay attention to each other, "I will ask you, who is the phone ? "

The crack finally blocked, and the sand finally no longer dropped.

"Grass! Is this his / mother / have a relationship?" I was angro, he didn't hold back, but he had a rough, but he experienced all the struggle, he also known that angry is not busy at this moment, so I took a deep breath, forced myself to calm down, trying to make the brain run again, "the amount, robbers, the hostage work group Dan-Brenner ..."

"Okay, Paul, I know, what about the media? I know that your kidnapping video is leaked, but do you talk to anyone directly?"

The other party interrupted his words, and the single knife asked directly. His brow couldn't help but wrinkled. Why did the other party want to know this, but the words still answer, "No, no."

"Okay, ok, ok, ok." The other party obviously be very satisfied with this answer, which makes his brow again tangled again, but the light of the line of sight has been distinguishing because of the crack of the shirt, he did not The way to think about it, he missed it, but now is a life and death, he can't take care of the fine things. "Continue to keep this state, we need to try to control the impact control at the minimum range."

The anger broke through the shackles of the crisis. He slammed the fragile cover on the top of the left hand elbow, and he was angry. "The current situation is I am in his / Mom / coffin!" Sands have begun to fall again because the dramatic vibration is once again, "I think the scope is already small enough!" He used the last one in the body, the fear of death, the fear of death, the desire to survive, to live at this moment The ultimate, "saved me! Save me!" His pupil is completely crackled, and it is noticeable. "What do you do now? How do you help me? Ah!"

He is like a drowning person, no matter whether it is struggling desperate, all strengths are ablated under the calm water. His body began to slow down, no matter how struggled.

How much he wants this is just a nightmare.

106 wants to crack

"Save me! Save me!"

His voice is earnestly, with a little pleaded in anger, this is his last life of straw, he regards no matter who the other end of the phone, he doesn't matter if the other party can do, but this is his only Choose, he is calling, he is pleading, he is shouting.