Disaster Artist

Left fist.

right knee.

A groan.

Artest seized the fleeting gap and launched continuous attacks quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, a sharp ruthlessness burst out from the corner of his eyes, and instantly turned the situation around. It fell softly like a rubber man.

However, the opponent's fighting instinct was still not extinguished, just relying on a murderous aura, he still tried to resist, waving his left hand and right hand continuously to fight, but the strength was obviously insufficient, Artest simply blocked the opponent's counterattack, the next second his eyes The murderous aura began to surge.

Hit hard.

I saw that Artest grabbed the opponent's hair with his left hand, and the strength of his biceps suddenly exploded, unreasonably smashing towards the street lamp on the corridor wall.

Snapped.

With the sound of broken glass, one of the lights was shattered, and the light in the corridor immediately lost its balance, as if a yellow halo could be seen tilting like quicksand.

This is still not the end.

Snapped. Clap clap clap clap.

Artest grabbed the opponent's head, and the power of his small arm exploded continuously, hitting and sliding all the way along the wall, smashing a row of potholes on the wall, completely knocking out the opponent, and then jumping up with his right leg and knee The opponent's body fell softly and leaned back, and the nosebleed drew a beautiful arc in the air.

The primitive and wild violent aesthetics are vividly displayed.

At this time, the camera lens did not follow Artest's head, but focused on Artest's hand. After hitting the wall continuously, he followed the trajectory of nosebleeds and looked up, making a 360-degree turn. The whole world turned together and stopped before the circle closed, and then you could see Jiang Tao crawling on the ground.

The change of perspective is completed silently.

Jiang Tao no longer had the strength to stand, but he still pulled out his dagger with his right hand, crawled all the way, and harvested the lives of those incapacitated enemies. Wherever he went, the blood flowed into rivers without sound, filling the corridors with unbalanced light. A rotten smell of death.

uh...

what!

Jiang Tao was roaring in a low voice, his hoarse voice continued to reverberate in the corridor, like a wailing, but also like a roar, his eyes showed a brutal aura, even more brutal than Artest, his scarlet eyes showed a hint of madness, as if he had already Totally lost my mind.

The rage in the eyes can be captured in the focus of the lens, and the breath of death is quietly spreading out.

Then, a pair of military boots reappeared in the camera. The huge military boots blocked the camera's perspective, as if the whole world was dimmed along with it. With the lights being blocked, the oppression brought by the visual effects could be more clearly felt. It makes the mouth dry and the heart beats fast.

Someone bent down and grabbed Jiang Tao's shoulder. It was Artest.

Artest reappeared in the screen like this, helped Jiang Tao, walked among the corpses on the ground, and the protagonist of the camera lens returned to the right track again.

As soon as Jiang Tao's fingers loosened, the dagger had already been dropped, but he still tried to bend over to pick it up, a roar similar to that of a zombie came from the depths of his throat, even though the wound was always bleeding, there was still a gleam in his eyes. Murderous, muttering "kill kill kill" indistinctly.

A small gesture can reveal the character.

Artest, however, had no time to take care of this. "Don't worry about it." His slightly tense voice revealed a frenzy. He glanced nervously around the corridor, worrying about whether there would be a steady stream of enemies appearing. Like ants, even if one is not a threat, the group advantage is enough to drown the two of them.

But where should they go?

Artest stood at the intersection of the corridor, his eyes were a little dazed, he looked left and right, but he couldn't find the direction, and his footsteps stopped a little.

Then, you can see Chen Mu carrying the camera, aiming at Artest's eyes, keenly capturing the daze, which is in stark contrast with the sweat and blood on his cheeks, the sense of incompatible conflict is indescribably mixed.

slowly.

Slowly, Chen Mu began to step back, distanced himself with his footsteps, and physically switched from close-up to close-up and then to medium-range. At this time, the camera assistant cat could be seen sneaking into the corridor with his waist on his back, supporting him with both hands. Chen Mu's waist quickly pulled Chen Mu to retreat, the assistant acted as a navigator, and Chen Mu's footsteps accelerated immediately.

Whizzing.

Whizzing.

The camera zoomed out from slow to fast, and then turned into a long-range and panoramic view, capturing the silent scene of the entire corridor with corpses and blood flowing into the river. The desolate breath of death made the figures of Artest and Jiang Tao look special. Lonely and helpless.

The lights still slowly flowed down like quicksand, and then another street light seemed to be short-circuited, flickering brightly and dimly, adding a touch of terror and danger to the **** aura, a doomsday aura silently. agglomerate.

Time has a momentary stagnation.

What's next?

Artest seemed to "perceive" the existence of the camera, and he suddenly looked over, his dazed eyes gathered again, bursting out with a terrifying foolishness that rolled down in layers and mighty, as if the camera might be broken at any time out of the screen.

The audience was silent.

Diffuse, silence is quietly pervading, you can clearly feel the heart is beating, but the muscles in your body continue to contract, you can clearly feel the trembling of your soul, and then every pore on your body is quietly enlarged, and you can really feel the floating in the air. Gore and death.

Time, into nothingness.

"Card!"

Lu Qian's voice came from the walkie-talkie, like magic, with a snap of his fingers, the seal of the audience was lifted. Then, his breathing finally came back, and he felt the throbbing heartbeat in the silence. Even if no one spoke, he was finally able to restart. feel alive.

It's as if it's come alive.

But no one had a fluke mentality, and no one broke the silence rashly, all eyes were projected towards the rear monitor:

What about the director?

"Yes! Pass!"

It's just a sentence, but such a light and fluffy sentence is very heavy. When the staff saw Lu Qian's firm and bright eyes once again conveying a positive look, the audience cheered.

what!

Ahhh!

All the staff in the audience raised their arms and shouted, expressing their joy and happiness with their voices and their bodies. After a long rehearsal and many actual shootings, and after repeated polishing and adjustment, they dealt with it time and time again. The difficulties overcame the setbacks again and again, finally!

It's not just hard work.

More importantly, the whole team is firmly united, moving towards the same goal, and finally reaching the goal after going through all the hardships, the satisfaction and happiness are beyond words.

Ahhh!

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