"Okay, it's okay, everyone keep going." Charlize squeezed a smile on his face and then raised his arms and said loudly.

Finally, under her instigation, the atmosphere began to gradually rise, but compared with the initial liveliness, it was far from enough to watch. Moreover, many people were looking here while whispering, obviously guessing what was going on.

"You... are you okay, Charlie?" One of the few people who smoked marijuana together stood up and asked with his tongue wide open. Although his head was a little confused, he was not so confused that he didn't know anything.

"It's okay, it's just some..." Charlize covered his forehead, seemed to have a headache, and his body was shaking, "Sorry, guys, I might... want to go back and take a break for the time being."

"No problem, let us... leave it here." Of course, they had been slapping for a long time and could not tell more things in their heads, so they answered simply.

Afterwards, Charlize staggered away from the balcony and the living room on the second floor, walked slowly along the passage, and opened the door and entered his bedroom.

As the door closed behind her, she then leaned against the wall, looking up at the ceiling blankly. Then, all kinds of expressions began to appear on her face, confused, disgusted, sad, angry, and finally gathered together and turned into resentment.

"Bastard! What do you think you are! What qualifications do you have to say to me at will!" She suddenly shouted out and swept the things on the cabinet beside her to the ground, "***!***!"

While cursing, she grabbed things randomly and smashed them hard on the ground, one or two, once or twice, and her whole body seemed to be in a state of madness: "Get out! Get out! I don't need your sympathy! I don't need you to be pitiful! Don't think that after saying a few words to me, you will know me very well! What do you like to playboys know?! What do you know!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, until everything that could be thrown on the ground and the room became a mess, Charlize relaxed and sat down slowly against the wall. Then, without any anger, she buried her head between her legs, hugged her arms tightly, and her body began to tremble slightly.

The low sob began to sound faintly, and with the twitching shoulders, they were so weak and helpless. It was the same as it was more than ten years ago. I was crying alone in the dark room. At that time, my mother came to comfort me, but what about now?

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"What the hell do you want to know, Howard? Did I mess with Yati last night? Xiao? Was I with Sinaqu the night before yesterday? Of course!" The girl in red in the room asked in a suppressed angry voice.

The man standing opposite with a crutch turned his head to one side, not wanting to look at her, and seemed a little uneasy and ashamed. But he would glance at him from time to time and straighten his body, not wanting to appear too cowardly.

But this did not make the girl in red calm. She walked up to him step by step and her voice grew higher and higher: "Everyone said you are a lunatic, but I don't listen! No wonder Katherine Hepburn wants to dump you as a lunatic!"

The man raised his head suddenly, and flames spewed out of his eyes. The last sentence undoubtedly touched the scar in his heart, so he immediately slapped the other person in the face: "Shut up!"

Although the girl was pushed and almost fell on the sofa, she immediately grabbed something without showing any weakness, knocked her back on the man's head, knocked him back several steps, and finally sat on the ground, covering her forehead with a embarrassed look.

"Cut!" Scorsese shouted at this time, his brows frowned slightly, as if he was not particularly satisfied with the shooting, but did not ask for a reshoot, but instead thought about it on his own.

Since that was the case, the people on the set also relaxed. Sean immediately stood up, rubbed his forehead, and then found a place to sit down under the guidance of the show, and asked the makeup artist to make up for himself.

"Shawn, I need you to wait a while and then lean against the wall instead of sitting on the ground." Scorsese, who had thought about it after a while, came over and said.

"You want to show Hughes's legs and feet inconvenience through this place, and then make his beating reaction look a little more realistic, right?" Sean asked immediately.

"That's right." Scorsese admitted, "Actually, I can't be sure which Hughes reacts best. I can only take pictures one by one."

"What do you think of this?" Sean, who was rubbing his chin, suddenly said, "How about you ask Kate to use that thing to really hit it?"

"Really hit it?" Scorsese was a little surprised. Not only him, but Kate Beckinsale who came over after resting also showed a look of surprise when he heard this.

"Yes, this is not a real thing anyway, so there will be no problem when you knock it hard." Sean took the prop, a small statue on the small table as decoration, and weighed it in his hand.

In order to prevent accidents, this thing was replaced by foam at the beginning, and the weight was very light. But it was not necessarily easy to say. No matter how light it was, it could not be made into something that would fall down as soon as you touch it. So when you hit the head hard, it would not break the skin, but it would definitely hurt.

"Are you sure you want this?" Scorsese asked hesitantly.

Sean laughed: "Of course, we NG on this shot many times, isn't it just to grasp the feeling of fact? What else can really show a real reaction than actually?"

After hesitating for a while, his desire for the effect of the movie overwhelmed his concerns about the possible risks, Scorsese nodded in agreement: "Then do what you said, be careful."

Then, he reached out and patted his shoulder to show encouragement, and turned around and went back to make preparations.

"You usually talk to Martin like this?" Kate, who was listening to the whole process, couldn't help asking.

"Is there any problem with speaking like this?" Sean asked back.

"No, I mean, you often give your own opinions," Kate explained.

"As long as it is a good or reasonable opinion, Martin will accept it." Sean laughed, "Although he is very serious at work, he is still a very peaceful elder who likes to joke in private."

Well, that's right, but Sean's treatment is more important because of his hard work and dedication. Not to mention, the desperate attitude shown in that one-man show is enough to be admired, not to mention the details of his design that he deliberately remembers in his notebook and the accent of speaking in his lines and speaking in normal times.

There is no director who doesn’t like hardworking and dedicated actors, so even if most of the circle seems chaotic, there are still a few people who have come step by step with their own efforts.

"I have to say, you are indeed a person who can surprise people, Sean." Kate looked at him with interest.

If it were another time, Sean would still make fun of it, saying something like "I hope I can give you more surprises" or "If you want, we can have a detailed exchange in private." Anyway, Kate is not on the scene now, so it is okay to talk or not.

But just two days after the previous incident, he was really in a bad mood, so he just smiled simply: "Thank you."

"Then, I'm really going to smash it." After the drama assistants started to get busy, Kate picked up the prop statue and put it back, "I'm very strong."

"It's okay, come on, I have experience." Sean put on a stance after receiving the signal from Scorsese.

When the sound of the recording sounded, he immediately slapped Kate in the face: "Shut up your mouth."

Kate, who staggered down, grabbed the statue without hesitation, and hit him hard on the head, making a dull sound. Sean immediately took two steps back and pressed against the wall. He grabbed it in a dizzy way, but he didn't catch anything and finally fell to the ground.

"Cut!" Although Scorsese stopped, from the joy in his eyes, he was quite satisfied with this shot.

"How is it, Sean? Are you okay?" he asked.

"It's OK," Sean took a deep breath and rubbed the knocked area. "It hurts a little more than I thought. I have to admit that Kate is really strong."

Suddenly, a low laugh began. After all, everyone heard the muffled sound, and Kate shrugged and said that I had told you a long time ago.

"So, can you continue to persevere?" Scorsese narrowed his eyes.

"Well..." Sean smiled bitterly, but agreed, "No problem, then continue?"

"Are you sure?" Kate couldn't help asking.

"I'm sure I've done this in other movies before. The other party's punch really made me feel better for a few days." Sean said in a jokey tone, "Your strike is nothing."

He couldn't help sighing when he said this. Sean admitted that he really liked Charlize, liked to chat with her, and liked to share with him what he was not good at talking to others. When two strangers met, they had the same experience, so they were naturally more relaxed than being with others. But the problem is that after this time, strangers will eventually become acquaintances. Once they become an acquaintance, some things need to be considered if they want to say them, not to mention that both of them are more sensitive.

I'm afraid I really can't meet again in the future, right? When Sean remembered that she used smoking marijuana to relieve her pain that night, and closed her heart and refused to be spyed, she couldn't help feeling heartbroken.

However, what he didn't expect was that after today's work was completed, he received a call from her.

"Hey, Sean, it's me, um... I'm sorry, last time I... um... smoked a lot of marijuana, so... I'm sorry." Charlize said there after answering the phone.

Sean was in a daze for several seconds, a little unbelievable, but he quickly became happy: "No, nothing, everyone... has times when they are in a bad mood."

"So... are you saying true before?" she asked again.

"What?" Sean was puzzled.

"I mean, you said you want to sleep with me, are you serious?" The voice over there was very stable.

"Well..." Sean suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning, his whole body was numb, his tongue was knotted, and he almost subconsciously replied: "Of course...yes."
Chapter completed!