You made me a superstar

Chapter 204 The Weird Crew

November [-].

early morning.

Cruise had a nightmare.

In the nightmare, Zhou Yang handcuffed his ankles in the name of making a movie, and then dragged him to the dark, foul-smelling bathroom.

He screamed, he called for help everywhere, even begged...

But it was useless. Zhou Yang had a smirk on his lips from beginning to end, holding a scalpel, and dissecting Trent who was also struggling on the operating table next to him.

Zhou Yang dissected Trent's internal organs, took out the beating heart, and chewed it in his mouth. Bright red juice flowed out from the corner of the oriental director's mouth.

"Not tender enough..."

While chewing, he nodded and commented, then looked at him quietly, and approached him step by step.

In the dream, he struggled with all his strength, but the shackles bound him from beginning to end, and the smell of blood seemed to be getting stronger and stronger...

He saw the oriental director squatting down, and then narrowed his eyes at him, narrowing into a line.

"Is it better to eat the liver first, or the heart first? That's a question..." He heard Zhou Yang muttering to himself, but his eyes were admiring the way he was struggling in fear, and he raised his mouth by the way. : "Fear is the best seasoning for the human body, don't worry, I won't eat you right away, I will slowly scrape off your skin, and then... hehe."

Zhou Yang's strange and grinning laughter sounded from the bathroom, lingering in his ears over and over again like a devil.

Cruz woke up instantly.

After waking up, Cruise was covered in cold sweat. He looked around and found that he was still lying in the dormitory of the crew and heaved a long sigh of relief. His frantically beating heart finally calmed down a little...

Carefully recalling the scenes of the dream, he found that every detail was so real that it made one's hair stand on end.

He touched his heart and finally lowered his head.

"The role of the cannibal doctor was originally assigned to this oriental director. I heard that Christian discovered a certain potential in this director..."

He recalled again in his mind that tonight, some people around were secretly discussing this matter.

He knew that this sentence was the source of his nightmare.

Although Cruise, who was sitting on the bed, knew that he was having a nightmare just now, he felt chilly all over his body. When he lay on the bed again, he found that he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Every time he closes his eyes, he will think of the oriental man holding a scalpel and chewing his heart bite by bite in his nightmare.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sudden knock on the door instantly made him jump up from the bed, and he stared at the door: "Who!"

"Cruise, it's me!"

He breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Trent's voice, then got out of bed and walked to the door to open it.

Trent's face was pale, and he seemed very ugly. He walked into Cruise's room and closed the door immediately, and locked it immediately.

"What's the matter, Trent?"

"I just heard the sound of someone sharpening a knife next to me, that kind of sound, a knife being sharpened on a stone, but when I walked out, I couldn't see anyone, I doubt I'm hallucinating, or seeing a ghost..." When Trentster said this, his eyes were red, and the fear in his eyes could not be concealed, and he applied: "This crew is really weird, everyone seems to be weird , They seem to be trying their best to cover up something, just making a low-cost movie, how can they make it so mysterious?"

"Will this...will deliberately exaggerate the atmosphere and let us get into the drama earlier?"

"At least let us read the script first!"

"Yes!" Cruise nodded.

The anomalies in the crew started to feel more and more unsettling.

The two stayed in the same dormitory until the next morning...

In the morning, when the two walked out of the dormitory, they suddenly found that their food was better than that of other staff members, and there was a sense of discrimination.

At the same time, there are additional desserts.

After eating dessert with anxiety, they took another look around the crew, and found that there were fewer and fewer staff members in the crew, and a few doctors appeared instead.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the doctors kept whispering after seeing the two of them.

When the two ran over to inquire, the two doctors shook their heads again, as if trying to hide something again.

After lunch...

Cruise suddenly received a call from Zhou Yang, and then came to Zhou Yang's office alone.

The afternoon sun shines through the windows into the small office.

The oriental director didn't talk to him immediately when he saw him, but looked at him with a very strange look, and didn't look away until he got hairy after looking at him, and started to fuck lamely English showed a smile: "Mr. Cruise, how much do you love movies? Do you regard movies as a way to make money, or as an art?"

"Mr. Zhou Yang, I...I love filming, and I want to become a Hollywood superstar!" Although Cruise thought it was strange for Zhou Yang to ask this question, he still answered seriously.

"How much will you sacrifice to make a movie?" the mysterious oriental director asked again.

After hearing this question, Cruise's spine suddenly felt cold, and his heart beat faster again.

He didn't know what the director meant by asking this question, so he didn't answer.

"Don't get me wrong, Saw was strictly the first film I directed myself, and I took it very seriously, and I wanted to take certain shots in a very serious and authentic way, and capture the The real emotions of some actors..." Zhou Yang looked at Cruise and explained very patiently.

"Mr. Zhou Yang, I want to read the script..."

"The most important thing about a movie to me is not the script..."

"what is that?"

"Feeling, I need a feeling." Zhou Yang thought for a while, then replied.

"I do not understand."

"It's okay, Mr. Cruise. If you don't hurt yourself personally, will you allow the crew to suddenly do something inexplicable and beyond your expectations?"

"On the condition of not hurting me personally?"

"Yes!"

"No physical harm?"

"There is no guarantee, no matter what movie you make, you can't guarantee any damage, but at least after you finish the movie, your body will be healthy, and you won't lose your limbs...Of course, there is no guarantee for a little skin scratching. Zhou Yang looked at Cruise with a smile.

"If that's the case, I can accept this." Although Zhou Yang's pervasive smile became more and more frightening, Cruise still nodded: "But, can you guarantee that I will not be seriously injured?"

"We can sign an agreement, this is the agreement I prepared for you."

"Oh, okay." When Zhou Yang took out an agreement and pushed it in front of Cruise, Cruise read it carefully, and only after confirming that there was no problem, he signed the agreement After signing the agreement, Cruise looked at Zhou Yang: "Mr. Zhou Yang, when will the filming start?"

"Probably tomorrow, the shooting will start tomorrow morning."

"Oh, well, do I need to prepare anything?"

"No need to prepare anything, well, there may be a lot of things tomorrow morning, so I hope you sleep well tonight..."

"What about the script?"

"I'll give you the script tomorrow. What you have to do now is to rest well. There are too many things to do tomorrow."

"Ok!"

Although he felt that the oriental director was doing things mysteriously, Cruise finally nodded.

Then he seriously asked about the situation of the "Chain Saw" crew with that kind of anxiety. After confirming that "Chain Saw" was indeed a movie, it was impossible to do any experiment in the name of making a movie. Only then did I feel relieved.

Every director has a different style of filming. In the 70s, a director named Hillcock made a horror film called "Ghost Press". In order to pursue the authenticity of the film, he went to the Scaring the sleeping actors in the actor's dormitory.

This oriental director deliberately exaggerated some strange atmosphere to make people feel more substituting. Thinking about it carefully, this is quite normal.

When he walked out of the office, Trentster just walked over, the two greeted each other, and then passed each other.

For the next half day, everything in the crew was very normal, except for a slightly richer dinner, there seemed to be no difference.

but……

After dinner, the two of them suddenly felt very tired. Cruise, who likes to watch a little movie on weekdays, suddenly found himself out of interest. When he climbed into bed, he closed his eyes without taking off his clothes. Soon fell into a deep sleep.

Cruise felt that he had a very long dream. In the dream, he seemed to be moved by someone, and he seemed to hear waves of unspeakable discussions in his ears.

He wanted to wake up, but for some reason, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't wake up no matter what, instead he slept more soundly.

I don't know how long it will be...

He suddenly felt a foul smell in his nose.

Then he opened his eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I suddenly found that the surroundings were pitch black, as if I was in a strange world.

He shook his head.

Then he stared blankly at the dark world...

For a while, he couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or in reality.

However, the cold ground told him that he was not dreaming.

"anyone there?"

"Hello, is there anyone?"

He stood up subconsciously, wanting to walk, but when he took a step forward, he suddenly found that his feet felt an indescribable heaviness, and then he struggled subconsciously, feeling that his feet were a little painful.

In the darkness, he bent down and touched his ankle...

and many more!

This is……

Shackles?

After confirming something, his pupils shrank, and his eyes widened suddenly!
(End of this chapter)