1408 Trance

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Human perception of pain nerves is limited.

When the pain reaches the extreme, and even tears the soul, then it loses its original meaning; or when the pain accumulates to the extreme, and gradually gets used to the existence of pain, the brain and body begin to become numb, then it is also the same lost its original meaning. Even... start enjoying.

For Renly, it was the latter. Or, approaching the latter.

The wound at the tiger's mouth was so hot and painful, it was piercing to the bone, as if smeared with chili oil, the thin needles the size of a cow's hair drilled into the pores, and they were slowly tearing the muscle tissue, with a sharp pain. Layer upon layer, one after another, one wave after another, could not stop at all, so that the nerves began to gradually lose control of the palms and fingers.

For a moment there was an illusion that the thumbs seemed to have been separated.

He could clearly feel the continuous pain, the main tendons of the temples and the spine were being stretched little by little, like a ballerina dancing on it, the nerves were gently pulling, restraining the whole body Every muscle up and down, the whole person can't help but start to tremble slightly.

But he is enjoying it.

Not the kind of pain that makes you want to scream, nor the kind of numbness that makes you want to roll, but a kind of exciting and bloody pleasure/sense, as if the more pain the more pleasant, that kind of addictive/addictive/like stimulation The feeling began to make the spirit become trance, and another world was isolated in the mind.

The real world and the two-dimensional world are independent of each other and do not conflict with each other.

In fact, not only did he not get distracted or distracted, but he became more attentive. The subsequent reshoots were completed very smoothly, as if he had entered a state of ecstasy. He was completely natural, he knew exactly what he was doing.

However, the two-dimensional world built in the mind is like a dream, the whole person seems to be floating gradually, just need to tiptoe lightly to ride the wind and fly, those bizarre memory fragments are like leaping springs Generally gurgling, beautiful, people gradually lost in it, unable to extricate themselves.

Renly had never tried /drugs/drugs, but according to rumors, this is how he felt after being injected with /hero/lo/in/.

Now, Renly felt /Hylo/Lo/In running in his veins.

The whole blood vessel was icy cold, and the piercing cold was so sharp that even the bones began to ache; but the blood was boiling, and the scorching and scalding temperature made the body temperature slowly rise, and even the whole person almost burned stand up. The two contradictory feelings are perfectly blended.

"Card!"

"Kakaka!"

"Renly, card!"

"Stop, god damn, stop!"

"Kaka! Kakaka!"

"Damn! Renly! Damn!"

"..."

The entire practice room was filled with a strange and dark rich aura. Damien was constantly grabbing at his hair. The messy curly hair seemed to be unwilling to stay even for pet dogs, and a thick solidified between his brows. Worried, propped up his right hand, biting his nails constantly.

Damien has stopped filming, but Renly has not stopped playing.

"Cuckoo! Boom! Boom! Cuck!"

The irritable and chaotic drum beat continued to stir in the room, sometimes it turned into a pot of porridge, sometimes it suddenly burst into inspiration, sometimes it was out of order again, and sometimes its speed increased to an incredible 320 hits, and it was good and bad at that time. The drum beat is like a surging river, vibrating continuously, there is no elegance, no nobility, no texture, just pure... Enchanted.

What's even more terrifying is that the wound on Renly's right hand cracked again. This time, under the squeezing and impact of the surging force, the blood burst directly. The blood fell on the slings, the jazz drums and the carpet like this, smudged like plum blossoms, and the drumstick in his hand was even more dyed a touch of crimson.

Shocked.

Even if he was just watching, his heart started to jump, and the sense of horror crept up his back, and shivered coldly, one after another.

"Damien! Do something!" The other staff members standing next to him finally couldn't stand it any longer, which was simply too cruel.

Damien was also in pain.

In the beginning, he was happy to see it happen, and even inspired Renly, he needed this kind of obsessive, intimidating quality of performance to really drive the character into madness, which would perfectly fit their previous discussion: murder/father.

Fletcher is forcing Andrew step by step into the darkness and into the abyss. In order to succeed, he will not compromise his means, even if he is willing to sacrifice himself; and Andrew himself is putting his ambition and madness little by little. In the paranoid pressing step by step, he put on the wings of darkness, and slowly began to cut off all his worries and fetters.

This is a two-way process. Before you come and go, the blackening is completed slowly and slowly.

Therefore, Damien hopes that Renly can interpret that kind of persistence, even if it is the ecstasy of continuing to beat the drums even after the filming is interrupted; but Damien obviously ignores Renly's own strength - or, Damien The actor's performance and rhythm are still lacking enough understanding.

Renly's interpretation and analysis went even further than Damien's, and really made Andrew come alive in a trance, and their shots were witnessing the process of Andrew's blackening step by step. This process of breaking the moral shackles has a real record of bloodshed and cruelty, challenging everyone's moral bottom line.

Even Damien himself was starting to suffer.

Right now, the only thought in Damien's mind is: The demon has been unleashed? So, can it go back again? Or, will it go back obediently? Can it be contained? If that doesn't work, then... what then?

Just then, the drumbeat stopped without warning.

Extremely noisy to extremely quiet, the sudden upheaval caused the air in the entire practice room to freeze.

Facing the shocked and flustered expressions of everyone, Ren Li, who was the party concerned, had a relaxed expression, raised his head, and looked at Damien calmly, "The scene just now, is it alright?"

Quiet.

It was quiet.

The staff present felt that they had received 100,000 critical hits. There was a huge gap between Renly's calmness and calmness, which made people shudder invisibly. Many people even looked away and dared not look directly at Renly again. eyes, so the silence of the scene spread like this, filled with the breath of death.

"What? Not good enough? Do you want me to do it again?" Renly asked again with all his attention.

"No, no no no." Damien finally came back to his senses and waved his hands again and again, "Very good! The footage just now was very, very good! Everything is perfect, and we can finish our work ahead of schedule today." Damien He smiled again and again, and couldn't wait to affirm it, lest the scene just now be repeated.

After a short pause, Damien came back to his senses, "Your wound...is it okay?" But then he remembered the mood he liked to see, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, he coughed twice, and explained, "I It means that there will be filming next, are your wounds all right? Do you need to deal with them? Otherwise, the wounds will become infected, which is bad."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of myself." Ren Li raised his right hand, his half-clenched palm couldn't see the specific condition of the wound, but he could clearly see the thick blood, and the patient with haemorrhage probably arrived now It was time to faint; but there was a slight smile on the corner of Renly's mouth, "After all, this is a tool for success, and it must not be taken lightly."

The first-person subject of this sentence is... Andrew?

Then Renly stood up and let out a long breath.

The interlaced feeling of the two worlds coexisting is still so real, and every move seems to feel like two people are doing it at the same time. The weight of the soul is average—

But such a description is not very accurate, because the two-dimensional world is cruising like a bubble, and a little bit of wind and grass will start to turn upside down, and it seems that it may fall apart at any time.

Renly felt a little dazed.

He knows what he is doing, and he can control his behavior. After so many works, he is no longer a rookie who was lost in the real and false. The root duckweed is generally swaying, which is the so-called "trance".

Renly guessed that, on the one hand, because he was exhausted, the sprinting performance required too much physical strength; on the other hand, because of the stimulation brought by the wound, his spirit began to become tired. All it takes is a break. Either Renly or Andrew.

Rest and rest will be fine.

Renly told himself so.

Then, Renly saw his friends on set, "Hey guys, why are you here?"

Capturing the worry and hesitation in the eyes of the three people, Renly habitually drew the corners of his mouth, showing a familiar smile, and at the same time raised his right hand and shook it gently, "I'm going to the hospital for disinfection now, And bandaging treatment, how about it, are you going to go to the hospital to watch together? Or are you going to wait for me to wrap up and come back to watch?"

The light-hearted and joking remarks made the three of them settle down a little. This was still the Renly they were familiar with, and the aura belonging to Andrew was slowly ebbing, which was good news.

"Onlookers, I'm going to take a photo of nostalgia, and then post it on the photo wall to tell everyone that I'm dating Renly." Ryan was the first to raise his right hand to sign up, but then found out that Rooney Neither Paul nor Paul responded, and looked at him with a look of disgust. Ryan spread his hands innocently, "Why, don't I have the potential to become an internet celebrity?"

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