960 Pressure Release

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"Hu... Hu..." The hot and bloody breath came from behind, rolling up a large wave of air, blowing towards the face, thunderous; but turning around, only to see the boundless darkness, rolling quietly The bloody aura was approaching step by step.

Running, running madly, trying with all his might to escape the engulfing fog, like a monster with no end in sight; but his feet seemed to have no strength, no matter how he ran, he still couldn't get rid of the haunting feeling. Crisis and fear; gasping for breath, only to find that the oxygen is decreasing, the feeling of suffocation makes people more and more panic.

Without warning, the feet were stepped on the air, and the impact of the free fall slammed hard, and every muscle in the body was roaring and screaming. But the next moment, he stood on the stage, and there was a bustling crowd in front of him. All the audience stood up and clapped their hands vigorously. The thunderous applause swept from all directions. Like the echo of a valley, it keeps echoing in my ears, and it echoes again.

"Drink", he sucked in a sharp breath, woke up from the dream, Renly sat up with a grunt, his chest heaved sharply, and the cold oxygen was drawn into his lungs, the irritable and burning stinging sensation gradually disappeared, quickly After looking around for a while, I realized that everything just now was just a dream.

The sultry sweat wetted his hair, and his whole head looked extremely heavy; his back was covered in cold sweat, and a cold wind was blowing from nowhere, so he couldn't help but shivered two times in a row, only then did he realize that his whole body was already covered in cold sweat. I was soaked, and I didn't change my clothes last night. My muscles were sore and my head was heavy. Every cell in my body was full of exhaustion.

He picked up the glass water glass placed on the bedside table, and his fingertips were sore and weak that he almost couldn't hold it steady. Fortunately, he didn't knock the water glass over awkwardly, and poured all the water into his mouth in one breath. Bit by bit filling every cell of the body, the whole talent truly recovers.

He lifted the quilt, got out of bed barefoot, and walked into the bathroom, turned on the hot water faucet, and started running water. The dense water vapor rose, the tense muscles were slightly relieved, and the tense nerves were also slightly relieved.

Pressure, after all, pressure.

Drama performances in the West End of London are under too much pressure, and every day must be handed over to 100%. The slightest negligence is not allowed, otherwise it may lead to the failure and failure of the performance on this day; not only because of the six-hour performance. It was a long performance, and because the core and themes of the entire play fell on Renly alone, the burden was slammed down before he realized it.

Renly is a perfectionist, at least when it comes to acting, and he aspires to perfection. Therefore, in addition to the pressure from the outside world, he is still superimposing pressure on himself. After each performance, he needs to self-examine and test himself. After two consecutive weeks of long performances, there is not even a gap to breathe.

The consumption of the body is getting bigger and bigger, and it is increasing at an exponential rate, the tension of the spirit is getting tighter and tighter, and it seems that even the instinct/energy of breathing is gradually forgotten.

After finishing last night's performance, the nerves suddenly relaxed, and the unexpected free fall brought more anxiety and apprehension. All night, Renly had been dreaming, and the bizarre dreams, from fantasy to reality, became more and more real, and finally evolved into a stage.

After putting the hot water in, the whole person soaked in it. The water temperature was a little hot, so that the skin stinged slightly, but Renly enjoyed it, as if he could feel the soreness of the muscles dissolved in the hot water little by little. Even the tiredness is gradually disappearing. The tense emotions were finally relaxed at this moment.

Lying in the bathtub, the whole person is completely relaxed, stumbled and fell asleep again, after being exhausted to the extreme, I finally feel comfortable, as if floating on the clouds, bathed in the lazy sunshine, enjoying a moment of idleness and freedom.

There was a roar of applause and roaring in my ears. After I closed my eyes, the memory fragments of last night seemed to reappear in my mind. The audience stood up, applauded enthusiastically, and continued for a long time. The applause continued to linger in the ear, hitting the eardrum hard, as if the blood all over the body was boiling.

Stress is inevitable, but it can always be a motivation.

If he could do it all over again, Renly would still choose the West End of London without hesitation. In just over two weeks, he has learned even more than the past three years. The greater the pressure, the greater the motivation and the harvest And more; fortunately, there are still two and a half months left on the performance contract, and he must cherish every subsequent performance and truly enjoy the stage.

Quietly, the smile on the corner of his mouth rose.

"Knock knock", there was a knock on the bathroom door, and Matthew's voice sounded outside, "Renly, are you awake? Are you okay?" I just came to check on Renly's condition, but found the bed There was no one on it, and the quilts and sheets were soaked with sweat.

"I'm fine," Renly answered loudly, "I just need a glass of hot milk." After that, Renly chuckled to himself. Hot milk, a child's taste, "Matthew? Has the guest arrived?" Otherwise, Matthew would not disturb his sleep time.

"Don't worry, you still have enough time." Matthew said in a deep voice, then turned and left.

After staying in the bathtub for another five minutes, Renly chose to get up and officially began to take a bath. I went straight to sleep without grooming last night, and now the green stubble has emerged from my jaw, and now I have to take good care of it.

After packing up and changing into a relatively comfortable outfit, he left the room and followed the stairs to the downstairs, then Renly showed a surprised look and laughed, "Hey guys, good afternoon? "It's already a quarter to ten, and there's not much time left until eleven o'clock.

Apparently, Renly didn't expect such a scene, so many people gathered in the small apartment, as if it was a small private party. Such a picture is reminiscent of Paris. On Sunday morning, a group of friends gathered together, chatting and drinking, smoking and joking, wasting time, wasting life, and just talking about nutritious topics comfortably.

"Renly!" Bill and Tom, who were sitting on the sofa, stood up quickly, as if the soldiers saw their superiors, and their well-mannered posture really made people laugh.

In addition, Alfonso Cuaron, who was sitting at the dining table, also stood up in a hurry. His movements were still a little restrained. He didn't speak. He just smiled and looked at Renly. I'm worried that my manners are not good enough.

Instead, this made Paul on the side chuckle, "Just be casual, you don't need to stand up." The first sentence was said to Alfonso, and then Paul looked at Renly, nodded and greeted, "Why? So, how are you resting?"

"Very good. It would be even better if I could sleep all day," Renly said jokingly, but Paul was the only one who laughed cheerfully, and the others seemed a little reserved, causing Renly to shake his head. , "Hey, Meadow, you make me feel unfamiliar like this, relax, I'm not some monster."

Looking at Ren Li in front of her, Meado smiled shyly.

Today is Sunday, and Renly has truly relaxed after a rare break in the past few days.

A smoky gray sweater paired with black jeans, the sleeves of the sweater were rolled up to the elbows, the slightly curly hair seemed to have not been trimmed for a while, and the wet hair had been looming over the eyebrows, lazy and casual, Kind and natural, it seems to be completely different from the man on stage last night.

"Director." Renly came to the hall, and took the initiative to say hello, pulled out a chair, and took a seat beside him.

"Alfonso, you can call me by my name." Alfonso said cautiously, hesitating for a while, but sat down.

Matthew left the kitchen, holding a clear glass in his hand, full of milk, and placed it on the dining table. The warm milk was smoking, and the milky white sheen was on the log table top and the brown woven coaster. There is a touch of warmth in between.

Renly picked up the milk and took a sip, feeling the slightest warmth in his empty stomach, "Sorry, I seem to be late, everyone is already there, and I'm the only one absent. This is really rude. I'm done." Renly chuckled, picking up the plate next to him and adding bacon, eggs, and crepes to the plate.

"No, no, it's too early for me." Alfonso waved his hands again and again, "Are you okay? I mean, are you resting well?"

"Perfect." Renly said with a smile, but he didn't intend to keep the topic on himself. After breakfast was served, Renly took up the plate and milk, "How about, let's talk outside? Although there is no London What sunshine, but some fresh air is always refreshing."

Alfonso nodded quickly and picked up his plate.

"Guys, feel free to make this your home. That's what I do." Renly teased - this is Matthew's apartment, not his, and then Renly invited Alfonso to come On the balcony outside, put things on the big red iron round table, like a coffee shop table in the streets of Paris, and sit down face to face with Alfonso.

This is what Parisian coffee houses focus on. The small table, the knees of two people touch each other, and the ambiguous atmosphere between each other is brewing little by little in the chat, which is virtually eliminated. estrangement between strangers.

Bill stood in the hall, dumbfounded. It took less than three minutes from Renly's appearance to Renly's departure. Before he could react at all, Renly had already gone outside the balcony and just As if... as if he wasn't a guest, but a close friend of Renly's.

This illusion made Bill both happy and startled, turned his head, and then caught similar emotions in Tom and Meadow's eyes. Then Bill laughed silly.

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