Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 396 My Dad Also Has a Lot of Videotapes

On the night before filming officially began, James Pritzker drove Chen Nuo to an abandoned dock on the New Orleans coast.

Before them stretched a vast, dark sea, and two men leaned against the hood of the car.

"Stab" sound.

James opened a can of beer.

Drinking outdoors is illegal in New Orleans, except in the French Quarter, and can result in a fine of $200 to $500 if caught.

But James clearly didn't care, and Chen Nuo hesitated for a moment before taking the drink.

The two bright lampposts, like two sharp swords, pierced the dark sea beside the two men.

“My dad’s company headquarters was here, and I grew up here,” James said. “I never hung out with those rich kids. I preferred to come to this dock by myself.”

As he spoke, he tilted his head back and took a big gulp of water. "Later, I went to New York, New Jersey, and Canada, and I've never forgotten this place. Do you know what it feels like to spend a whole day here watching the sea? It's a place where your soul can find rest."

Chen Nuo got goosebumps; it definitely wasn't from the sea breeze. These artsy types are so disgusting.

James added, “I also fell in love with movies here. When I was a kid, besides coming here to see the sea, I would watch movies at home. My dad had a huge screening room with lots of videotapes, including Citizen Kane, The Godfather, and Star Wars.”

Chen Nuo chuckled and nodded, "Me too. Although my family doesn't have a screening room, my dad has a lot of videotapes. Sometimes when I get home early from school and no one is there, I'll secretly take them out of his closet and watch them for a while."

"Why would he hide in the closet? Does your dad forbid you from watching movies?" James asked in surprise.

Chen Nuo said, "That's not it, you don't understand... Hmm, you can continue."

James paused for a moment, then took a couple more sips of his drink. “Now I’m going to shoot my first feature film. This is undoubtedly my life’s dream. I thought I was ready. Just like you guys, like you, Richards, and Janice.”

“From the script readings over the past few days, I can tell that you are all ready.”

"But... tonight, damn it, I found myself terrified."

Chen Nuo laughed and said, "Just like how scared I am walking in Mid-City with that Mexican guy?"

"Hahaha, yes, more or less."

James laughed too. “But you have the money to hire a top-notch security team to ensure your safety. Let that Mexican guy who wanted to rob you go back to his country and cry with his wife and kids. But what about me? I can almost hear my older brothers and sisters laughing at me when I close my eyes. They all think I’m crazy. Nobody thinks my movie will be a success.”

Chen Nuo was silent for a moment, then said, "You also have the money to hire an Oscar-winning actress to play a stripper in your directorial debut."

“Hahahaha,” James Pritzker laughed. “That’s true.”

Chen Nuo comforted him, "Don't worry, James. Your name tells you that you're destined for great things."

James took a sip of beer and chuckled, "Really? You think James LeBron can win the championship this year?"

"Uh... I don't think so. I was actually talking about James Bond."

"Hahahaha!"

James Pritzker's laughter carried far across the dark sea as he tossed a beer can into the ocean.

"Screw the Heat! Only cowards band together for warmth. True warriors fight alone to the very end until the final victory."

……

……

New Orleans is a coastal city in the southeastern United States.

The climate here is hot and humid, and the culture is diverse. It is known as the birthplace of jazz, Carnival, and French-style streets. Because of its location near the Gulf of Mexico, it has attracted a large number of illegal immigrants to settle and work here since the 19th century.

These undocumented immigrants are referred to as "ghosts" by locals in New Orleans.

Cassian was such a ghost from China.

More than ten days ago, he and three other villagers from his village hid in a container on a cargo ship and sailed across the ocean, dreaming of getting rich.

In the end, he reached his destination, while his companions all died along the way.

After paying the smuggler, Cassian was penniless.

After sleeping on the streets for several days, he finally found a job helping out in the kitchen of a Chinese restaurant.

"Scene 12, Take 1. Action!"

The camera started rolling, and the lights on set focused on the small, cramped kitchen of the Chinese restaurant. The prop master began to spray smoke, making the air appear to be filled with the smell of oil.

Chen Nuo stood in front of the stove, with several greasy spatulas hanging on the side wall, and the stove piled high with vegetables to be chopped.

He was wearing a worn-out gray T-shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and he was cutting a carrot with his head down.

His technique wasn't very skilled, and his fingers had several fresh scratches, as if he'd been cut with a knife. These were scars from when he worked as a masked boy at a pizza shop, which saved him the trouble of getting a makeup artist to do it.

"Dong dong dong."

A dull thud was heard between the cleaver and the cutting board.

The camera slowly moved up from the hands on the cutting board, focusing on his face.

It froze for two seconds.

"CUT!"

With the voice of director James Pritzker

The gray-haired Iranian photographer smiled out from behind the camera and said to Chen Nuo, "OMG, this really makes me feel like I've traveled back in time."

Chen Nuo forced a smile; once he was in character, he generally didn't like to chat idly.

At this moment, James Pritzker walked over and said, "Chen, try slowing down your chopping pace a little this time. Cassian has just arrived, so he should be more nervous. You can hesitate a bit more in your movements to show that sense of unfamiliarity with the new environment."

"OK."

The prop master quickly stepped forward and rearranged the vegetables on the cutting board to ensure everything was back to its pre-shoot state. The lighting technician also adjusted the angle of the lights to deepen the shadows on Chen Nuo's face.

"Everyone in his place."

"Scene 12, Take 2. Action!"

Darius Congee's camera started up again, focusing once more on Chen Nuo's hands. He began to chop carrots.

This time, his movements slowed noticeably, recalling the awkwardness he felt on his first day at the pizzeria. Every bite he took was tinged with a cautious, tentative approach, along with a sense of wariness and unease about his surroundings.

He ignored the camera, immersing himself in the persona of the masked boy.

The camera slowly pans up, capturing his lowered eyelids and tightly pursed lips.

The other actors in the kitchen also moved in sync with Chen Nuo's rhythm, with the soft sounds of spatulas clattering and the head chef's shouts coming from the background.

“Great! CUT!” James Pritzker stood up from behind the monitor, clapped his hands, and said, “Everyone, take a ten-minute break and get ready for the next round.”

This is the first day of filming for "DROP".

The entire crew is still getting to know each other.

They worked for eight hours but did not complete the planned five shooting sessions for the day.

Director James Pritzker didn't seem to mind and finished filming promptly at six o'clock. Afterwards, he even gathered the crew to go somewhere for a drink.

Chen Nuo declined.

He had already arranged with Darius Congee to have dinner together that evening and catch up.

Like "My Blueberry Nights," the "DROP" crew also filmed on location, but the Chinese restaurant they rented was located in a more bustling Chinatown. There were plenty of places to eat and drink nearby.

Although the surrounding businesses knew that a new film was being shot there, when Chen Nuo chose a restaurant and led Gulnazar, Linghu, and Darius Congee inside...

The atmosphere in the restaurant instantly became lively.

Even after they sat down in the private room, they could still hear the murmurs and chatter outside.

After the excited waiter left, Darius Congee touched his increasingly balding head and laughed, "I must admit, when I first filmed you at Blueberry Nights, I never imagined this day would come."

"I didn't expect this either." Chen Nuo still didn't want to talk about it further, and said with a smile, "Let's not talk about me, Darius, how have you been these past few years? Are you doing well?"

“Not bad,” Darius Congee said with a hint of pride.

An Iranian photographer talked about his work experience over the past few years.

After Blueberry Nights, he didn't take on any more art films, but instead struck while the iron was hot and turned to larger-scale commercial films.

He participated in the filming of A-list movies such as "Midnight in Paris", "Transformers 2" and "The Wrestler", and was nominated for major cinematography awards such as the "American Society of Cinematographers Award" and the "British Academy Award". Although he did not win any awards, he can definitely be said to be doing very well.

When James Pritzker approached him this time, he wasn't initially interested.

"Actually, I had already received ANG LI's invitation and was preparing to sign the contract. ANG LI has a new movie that will start filming in April. The filming style seems quite challenging, and I am very interested. As for Pritzker? I only know about the Pritzker Architecture Prize. I really don't know which director is named that."

"When my agent first told me this, I thought he was joking with me."

When filming "My Blueberry Nights", Chen Nuo knew that this old man was a straightforward person, and sure enough, he talked non-stop when they started chatting.

When he heard that Ang Lee was looking to cast Darius Congee in a film, he was immediately intrigued.

The film Ang Lee made at this time should definitely be "Life of Pi".

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this film is virtually unstoppable during awards season and will bring director Lee his second Oscar for Best Director at the 2013 Academy Awards.

Judging by the timing, it's very likely that this will coincide with Quentin Tarantino's upcoming collaboration with the Chinese laborers.

It's hard to say who will emerge victorious.

What if, just what if, Quentin Tarantino's portrayal of Chinese laborers is even more impressive than that of enslaved Africans, causing Ang Lee to ultimately fail at the Oscars? Wouldn't that break the hearts of our Taiwanese compatriots? What would that be like?
“…But then I heard your name from your agent, and I realized, well, the real tricky choice has arrived,” Darius continued.

"I've made enough money in the last two years. Now all I want is to win an Oscar to make up for the disappointment of '96. I'm 56 years old this year, and I don't know when I won't be able to carry a camera anymore. Every film I make now is very important to me."

“There are two reasons for coming here.” Darius’s eyes were serious. “On the one hand, because Blueberry Nights is one of my proudest works, and the fact that it wasn’t nominated for an Oscar made me very sad.”

"On the other hand, I'm more inclined to believe that your performance will make my shots shine than Ang Li's."

Gulnazar couldn't understand English, but she knew the old man was the photographer who shot "My Blueberry Nights." The world-famous shot in "My Blueberry Nights" was taken by him.

When she saw the old man with gray hair suddenly become serious, Gulnazar immediately became a little nervous.

what happened.

Did they talk about something unpleasant?

Ugh! It's so frustrating not being able to understand! I definitely need to work overtime tonight to memorize vocabulary! I need to study English properly!
Hearing the old man say that, Chen Nuo clinked tea with him instead of wine and said, "I hope I haven't disappointed you today, Darius."

Daryl Congee clinked glasses with him and laughed, "Haha, no."

"That's good"

"To be honest, the way you were chopping vegetables in the first shot reminded me of the shoe-repairing scene in Daniel Day-Lewis's 'The Unbearable Lightness of Being.' If I were the director, I would definitely use the first take."

"However, he insisted that he wanted to come again..."

At this point, Darius paused, looked at Chen Nuo very seriously, and said, "Chen, I think you should probably talk to him. I think he's a little nervous."

……

……

Are you nervous? Of course I am.

A director making his first feature film, and an immigrant who has just arrived in the country.

They all need time to adapt and adjust.

……

……

Cassian lived like a ghost, in a dark and gloomy life in a dimly lit kitchen and a cramped basement.

Initially, like millions of others in New Orleans who dreamed of the American Dream, he fantasized about one day achieving great success and becoming a superior person.

But gradually, he changed his mind.

All he wants now is to survive.

If there's one condition, it's that I need to find a woman to continue living.

However, he is still far from achieving this goal.

The heavy workload every day left him with no way to connect with the outside world or find women.

His only hobby was looking at the erotic posters left by the previous tenant in the basement and masturbating while sitting on the mattress.

When Chen Nuo portrayed this scene, he brought a chilling sense of realism to it.

He was wearing a tattered vest, sitting on a worn-out mattress, his shoulders slightly hunched, one hand flipping through a yellowed magazine, staring at the naked blonde woman on it.

The camera initially gave him a close-up.

You can see his half-closed eyes, taut jaw, and slightly twitching lips.

The water that the prop master had just sprinkled was dripping down his face, making it seem as if it were a sweltering, stuffy indoor room on a hot summer day.

Darius Congee stared through the viewfinder and steadily pulled the camera slowly back to Chen Nuo's side and rear.

Because the incandescent light cast large shadows, Chen Nuo's body was cut into blocks of light and shadow in the shot, and the dim light outlined his taut shoulders and arms.

It's impossible to see any specific details about his lower body.

However, he was clearly at a crucial moment, because his arm movements were getting faster and faster.

In the filthy basement, his breathing grew heavier and heavier.

at last.

"Ho."

With a low groan, the man began to tremble. At the same time, his head jerked back violently. After several violent shudders, it was clear that the energy that had filled his body had been completely drained away.

He was breathing heavily, even though he was still sitting.

However, his slumped shoulders and hunched backside made it clear that he was completely limp.

Chen Nuo threw the magazine in his hand aside, lay back, and sprawled out in a starfish position.

"CUT!"

……

This scene was not a nude scene. Chen Nuo wore a vest and shorts, and he did not actually perform on the spot.

Therefore, the area was not cleared.

Gulnazar also stayed at the scene as Chen Nuo's assistant.

By the end, Gulnazar's heart was pounding like a drum.

Especially when she heard Chen Nuo's last groan squeezed out of his throat... Although she didn't look in the mirror, she was sure her face must have turned bright red.

Oh my god, this is so erotic.

Although nothing was shown, watching it from beginning to end felt just like watching a Japanese movie—it was just too much... I couldn't stand it.

If she hadn't seen that his pants were properly worn, she would have really thought he was doing *that*.

Although flustered, she thankfully remembered her duty. As soon as the director yelled "cut," she grabbed a large towel and quickly ran over, draping it over Chen Nuo. Chen Nuo, however, was still completely immersed in the scene and hadn't come out of character at all.

Feeling something added to his body, he looked up, glanced at the beautiful Xinjiang girl, his eyes lit up, and a slight twitch appeared on his lips, revealing a half-smile.

Chen Nuo was completely immersed in the role at this moment.

And his gaze, that of Cassian, was incredibly lethal.

Even if Gulnazar only made eye contact for a moment, her hand trembled and her legs felt a little weak.

She quickly lowered her head, but her heart couldn't calm down.

……

Next, Chen Nuo performed the scene twice more, and James called it over.

After seeing this a few times, Gulnazar got used to it and stopped blushing.

There was only one thought in my mind:
From this angle, you can't see anything!

But she couldn't just wander around.

"Sigh, what kind of movie is this anyway?!" the girl wondered vaguely. "Is it rated 18+? Is it porn? Will it be shown in theaters?"

If it really gets shown in theaters, then... Gulnazar thinks she would definitely buy a ticket to see the front side of it again.

At the same time, she briefly imagined how her fans back home would react to what she had just witnessed.

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

I really want to see what the movie theater will look like then.

……

……

Jenny is the 19-year-old daughter of the owner of the Chinese restaurant where Cassian works. She is studying at Tulane University in New Orleans and speaks Cantonese and English.

Jenny fell in love with Cassian at their first meeting.

It was a busy Friday night.

The Chinese restaurant was bustling with activity and orders kept coming in. Jenny, who had just returned from school, decided to come and help. She carried a large stack of empty plates to the kitchen, and as she entered, she bumped into Cassian, who was just leaving.

The kitchen doorway.

Just as Janice Man was about to fall, Chen Nuo caught her by the waist.

"OMG, that scared me to death!" Janice Man looked shaken.

Chen Nuo spoke in slightly accented English: "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

"No, it's my fault. I walked too fast. Who are you? I've never seen you before."

"My name is Cassian, and I'm new here."

“Cassian.” Wen Yongshan repeated the name, looking at the man’s face, a smile suddenly appearing on her face. “My name is Jenny, nice to meet you.”

Two hours and 43 minutes ago, they were complete strangers meeting for the first time.

Then, 2 hours and 43 minutes later, they were rolling around on a bed.

That's right, if anyone expects to write a script like Chungking Express like James, they're sorely mistaken.

Americans are straightforward and blunt; they don't have much patience for romance, and they don't understand the concept of flirtatious playfulness.

The mere fact that Jenny had a slight liking for the handsome helper she had just met, and that she wanted to invite Cassian for a drink under the guise of gratitude after get off work, became a powerful motivator for James to have sex with her.

However, fortunately or unfortunately, James doesn't intend to give the Chinese girl many opportunities to perform.

The passionate scenes between the two were limited to kissing, hugging, and tearing each other's clothes.

"Oh, you live here? In my basement?"

The girl was taken down to the basement by the man.

"Yes, that's right. Thank you for renting it to me."

"Haha, him? Forget it. But he looks alright now, quite clean. By the way, when did you come to our restaurant?"

"Two weeks ago. What would you like to drink? I only have beer here."

"Let's have beer."

With a hint of curiosity, Janice Man looked around curiously.

Chen Nuo took a can of beer from a plastic bag next to the mattress on the floor and tossed it to her, casually asking, "How old are you?" His gaze followed the beer, landing on the girl's body. It didn't linger on her face, but rather roamed over her chest and thighs.

Janice Man noticed his gaze, and for a moment she seemed to hesitate, but she immediately straightened her back and said frankly, "19, what about you?"

"I'm 24. In the US, it seems like you can't drink alcohol if you're 19."

So what? Will you stop me?

The girl looked at him defiantly.

In recent years, not only has Chen Nuo maintained his standard, but Darius Congee's camerawork has also remained consistent.

The camera pans smoothly forward, starting with Janice Man's profile, capturing her slightly upturned lips and her bold yet shy eyes.

A warm, dark yellow hue enveloped the entire basement, and the dim light outlined the contours of her fair face. In James Pritzker's monitor footage, she resembled a white orchid blooming in the shadows of the dark basement.

Then, the camera followed her gaze and focused on Chen Nuo's face. The man's face was sometimes bright and sometimes dark in the light, making it difficult to discern his inner thoughts.

However, his profile in the camera lens resembles a sketch that only the most skilled painter could create.

This scene, without needing any words, makes everything logically sound.

Why did the girl come here with him?

Why did everything progress so quickly?

Why would she be so bold as to flirt with a man who is almost a complete stranger?

James Pritzker believes this profile is the best answer, and the judges at both Venice and Cannes should have nothing to say about it.

Sure enough, inviting that old guy Darius Congee was absolutely the right choice. When I was researching, the most famous French film magazine, Cahiers du Cinéma, also stated that it was completely correct.

The young Chinese actors captured by this Iranian old man's lens are indeed more alluring than those in Twilight. Twilight only attracts young girls, while Jeremy Lin in Blueberry Nights is a hit with both men and women. It's just a pity that Blueberry Nights was too niche and too inexperienced back then!

James Pritzker bit his fingers, a habitual gesture he made when he was tense and focused.

In the script, he only wrote about Cassian's inner struggle, a mixture of lust and restraint. Desire was the underlying theme, while restraint stemmed from concerns about the girl's identity and whether it would cost him his job.

As for love?

I'm sorry, but for an undocumented immigrant whose life is precarious, love is a luxury.

So how will he behave?

Next, Chen Nuo revealed the answer.

……

On the monitor, the man's upper face was initially in darkness, while his neck was in light, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

He then took a small step forward, bringing his entire face into the frame. You could see his gaze slowly moving upwards, as if he had been looking at something else.

Where are the other places?

Need I say more? Any man or woman who sees this will understand: it's either a high bust or legs under the skirt, what else could it be?
Finally, his gaze fell upon Wen Yongshan's eyes. As their eyes met, he whispered, "I won't stop you, but are you sure you want to drink?"

James stared at the monitor, biting his index finger hard. His previous actions were unremarkable, but this look in his eyes was truly unsettling.

He felt that only people with black pupils could make such emotional narratives, otherwise why hadn't Gary Oldman, Leonardo DiCaprio, or Brad Pitt ever done it in his memory?
It appears so profound and layered in the lens, mysterious and elegant, as if it holds countless words and complex emotions, like a bottomless pool.

This even made him feel a little jealous.

……

In the next shot, in response to Chen Nuo's question, Wen Yongshan cleanly and efficiently opened the wine jar.

She stared at the man with a defiant look.

This was her response.

All right,

What happened next, in Darius Congee's lens, was like a red dream, everything happening so suddenly yet so naturally.

At this moment, the lighting technician adjusted the color temperature of the overhead lights, projecting an ambiguous red halo that made everything seem bizarre and fantastical, casting overlapping shadows of two people on the basement walls.

At first, Darius Congee built a ladder and used the technique he learned in Blueberry Nights to film from below the bed.

Accompanied by jazz music emanating from an old radio in a corner of the basement, a man and a girl are kissing and rolling around on a tattered mattress, roughly caressing each other.

At this moment, all of Chen Nuo's senses were aroused.

He was completely immersed in the scene.

We absolutely have to thank Janice Man for this.

As an immersive actor, what he needs most to perform a scene well is feeling.

It felt like the finishing touch to a painting, or a divine inspiration from beyond the heavens, to him.

To get a feel for what it's like to be an undocumented immigrant, he went so far as to mask his face and go to downtown New Orleans to spend time with real undocumented immigrants, talking with them all night to understand what they were thinking and where they came from.

In this scene, his feelings came from the bold yet shy love in Janice Man's eyes.

Isn't that how it is between him and her?
In their first chance encounter, in just a few hours of meeting, a glass of wine led to everything that followed.

But faced with this introverted yet passionate Hong Kong girl, this woman who once crossed mountains and seas to come for him...

What about him?

How similar were my feelings to Cassian's?
When faced with someone they love wholeheartedly, their hearts may be as cold as a snow-capped mountain.

When Darius Congee changed his angle and started filming close-ups, Chen Nuo largely forgot he was acting. He could sense that Janice Man felt the same way.

For the past few days, they have acted like strangers, not speaking or interacting with each other, all in preparation for what happened today.

Ultimately, their pent-up passion and desire erupted like a volcano in front of the camera.

If it weren't for the last shred of reason remaining in his mind, which acted like a rein in pulling back a runaway horse, who knows what might have happened.

A man and a woman kiss on camera, and in Darius Congee's perception, it is no longer the Pisces separated by life and death in Blueberry Nights.

Instead, they were two thirsty fish in a desert where there wasn't a drop of water.

They supported each other through thick and thin.

……

……

"CUT!"

After this long yet fleeting moment of passion, Chen Nuo finally heard James Pritzker's voice.

As he rolled off Janice Man, sat on the bed, and met the woman's gaze.

He believed that at this moment, their hearts were connected.

Janice Man draped the large towel that Gulnazar handed him over and smiled slightly; he couldn't help but smile too.

At this moment, the chubby director finished watching the playback and was clapping enthusiastically: "This is exactly what I wanted! Great! Perfect! Cut!"

This day finally came to a perfect end.

After more than ten NG takes, Chen Nuo and Wen Yongshan finally nailed the last shot in one take.

……

From that night onward, Cassian's situation in the story finally began to change.

At Jenny's insistence, her father, the Chinese restaurant owner, finally gave her a new job.

That's food delivery.

This poses a certain risk for restaurant owners. If they are pulled over by the police for a traffic violation and cannot produce valid documents, not only will they be deported, but the restaurant will also face hefty fines.

Therefore, Cassian was only scheduled to go out at night.

However, the higher hourly wage and rare freedom of delivery drivers are enough to make men extremely happy.

In the dimly lit basement, the blanket covered their bodies. Chen Nuo kissed Wen Yongshan's soft lips and said tenderly, "Thank you, Jenny. I will repay you."

Janice Man gazed back at him intently, her eyes filled with love that seemed almost tangible. She shook her head and said, "No, I don't need your repayment. I love you."

Chen Nuo paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I love you too." With that, he gently kissed her.

Logically, James Pritzker should have called a halt at this point.

But the chubby director paused for two seconds because, in this close-up kissing scene, he suddenly saw a tear roll down the corner of the girl's eye.

He didn't know that this was the first time in his life that Janice Man had ever reacted to Chen Nuo saying "I love you".

He was astonished by the complexity and explosive power of the girl's acting, muttering, "FUCK. Is this an actress from China?"

……

During a drink with the veteran photographer that evening, James brought up the question, which elicited a burst of laughter from Darius Congee.

Darius Congee is about to share some Hong Kong gossip he knows.

Suddenly, he stopped again.

After glancing at James and then at the others around him, the old photographer decided to keep quiet.

Perhaps a few years ago, he could have told Wong Kar-wai without hesitation that the male and female leads in his films had definitely slept together.

But things are different now.

He didn't want to spread the information he knew everywhere, lest it reach someone's ears and leave a bad impression.

Never underestimate a young person's potential. If Darius were Chinese, he would surely say this.

“Indeed, Janice acted very well,” Darius concluded. “But what pleases me even more after today’s filming is that you are more relaxed.”

“That’s good. When dealing with an actor like Chen, sometimes all you need to do is wait. Give him plenty of room to perform, instead of interfering with his acting.”

"Whether it's him or Theron later, my personal advice is the same: let them do what they want."

"Don't look at me like that, I'm telling the truth. You know Wang Jiawei?"

"Yes, that Hong Kong director. He doesn't actually know anything. He just finds some good actors, lets them act, and then picks and edits them together. That's all."

PS:

The train will be delayed, and so will I.

(End of this chapter)