There is something missing in my soul..."

It was as if no one heard the harsh scratching sound.

"Here she comes"

But the knock on the door scared Jian Bo awake, and also scared the audience at the premiere. The knock on the door seemed to echo the strange characters of "She is coming".

Jian Bo was obviously bigger than the woman, but in the woman's hands he was like a doll, without any weight at all.

There was curiosity in the woman's eyes, but that didn't stop her from approaching Jian Bo step by step: "They noticed you..."

"Dong dong dong!"

Coupled with the 360-degree surround lens and just the right slow motion, an inhuman figure who looks like a human but possesses the power of a violent behemoth is perfectly presented.

"The matrix enslaves you"

Beringxia always felt that the girl in the third trailer animation looked familiar to him, but he still couldn't think of who she looked like. After all, the two-dimensional hand-drawn animated characters were still exaggerated.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that the computer had turned into a black screen. Jian Bo pressed the keyboard several times but nothing happened. Just when he was about to turn off the computer and restart it, a blinking cursor appeared on the black screen.

"You mean that eye...the moon?" Jian Bo didn't know what emotion he was feeling when he said this sentence that even he himself found ridiculous.

Jiang Xian got up quickly after breaking in through the broken window. She saw an unexpected old-fashioned phone on the table in the room. She picked up the phone and put it close to her cheek. Through the broken window and the curtains dancing in the wind, she saw the person slumped on the ground across the road.

Jian Bo looked at each other in astonishment.

After all, the actor himself is also a limiting factor, and even a stand-in can only do this at best. This kind of routine with complicated movements and graceful postures will easily reduce the impact and sense of blow, and become close to the feeling of embroidered fists and embroidered legs.

At least in Chen Jingxing's eyes, it perfectly fits the violent aesthetic effect he envisioned of Chinese Kung Fu combined with "Dragon Ball"-style impact.

After he finished speaking, he was completely immersed in absurd emotions, the sound of glass cleaning, the characters automatically displayed on the computer, the bright and beautiful woman in front of him who was dressed completely out of character, and the ridiculous dialogue between them.

Although Wang Molin was moved, he came up with an extremely certain answer based on decades of experience.

"What did you hear?" The colleague looked at Jian Bo's confused and stunned expression, worried that something was wrong with him while he was in a trance, and said cautiously: "Are you talking about the sound of typing on the keyboard? The sound of voices?"

"The answer is right in front of you, but you are blinded by your vision, hearing, smell, taste...and touch. If you want to see the answer, just follow me."

Jian Bo was vigilant and only exposed a crack in the door. Standing outside the door was a tall woman wearing sunglasses. A black tights outlined her curvy figure.

Before the audience in the theater could applaud this wonderful long slow-motion shot, the moment the motorcycle landed, a large truck rushed straight towards him.

"Tonight, I will help you break free from the matrix"

"I think you should take leave to go home and rest for a few days. You may have neurasthenia caused by insomnia." The colleague looked at Jian Bo who was rubbing his temples worriedly, advised him, stood up, picked up the cup and walked towards the coffee machine in the distance.

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Jian Bo was pressing his temples in front of the computer, as if trying to drive away the voices in his head, when suddenly the harsh sound of scratching the glass stopped.

He quickly turned his head and looked outside the glass curtain wall. "Spider-Man" was still cleaning the glass, and his movements did not stop at all.

After smiling sweetly, the explosion of the oil tanker engulfed the entire old-fashioned house.

Jian Bo, who was curled up on the ground with his arms protecting his head, reopened his eyes amid the explosion and scattered debris, and a pair of feet stopped in front of him.

He looked up and saw a man in black wearing sunglasses looking down at him.

Then he fainted.
Chapter completed!