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"No, the heroine shouldn't do this at this time. She should be gentle and not react so radically. Do you understand what I mean? If it is this emotion, her next move will definitely be an attack. This is not consistent.

The character image of the heroine.”

"That's not fucking right! That's not fucking right either! Oh my god! Spare me! I really can't do it anymore! Why is it so difficult to be a white moonlight!"

Lu Ze had rarely seen Mickey collapse like this, especially in movies. He had always calmly controlled the audience and exuded unparalleled self-confidence. But now, a purely well-intentioned female protagonist defeated him. He couldn't imagine it at all.

, how a woman can remain kind and optimistic under such circumstances, in his mind, such a woman will never exist in the world.

So he went crazy, turned his arms, and smashed the pen on the table. The exploding pen and ink splashed all over him, all over his face, and even collapsed into his mouth. But he didn't even spit, and just swallowed the pen water.

He crumpled up the manuscript paper stained with pen water and threw it into the trash can. His shoulders were shaking when he breathed. He pinched his waist and said to Lu Ze.

"Ask for help! Hurry for help! I'm about to die from this damn woman! Why should I write such a script! What a sin!"

Lu Ze could see his red eyes and blue teeth. He wanted to laugh, but he could only hold it in. If he laughed out loud at this time, the mad dog would definitely pounce on Lu Ze and take a bite out of him.

"Why write... you ask me?"

"..."

He was silent for a while, put his hands into his hair, pulled hard, and lay on the window frame. He twitched like an electric shock and let out a heart-rending scream. If he was not in the company and far away from the house, the police would probably have been there five times.

It arrived minutes ago.

But even so, the light in the mail room downstairs came on. Old Gil opened the window, stretched his neck and looked towards the second floor. Mickey was startled, and he thought he had been poisoned. Not only was his face livid, but his tongue was also wet.

So blue.

"Sir! What happened? I'll call the police right now, hold on! I'll call an ambulance right away!"

The scream was choked in his throat. He quickly waved his hands, fixed his hair, and waved to Old Gil, indicating that he was fine. After repeated confirmations, Old Gil felt relieved and shrank his head.

He went back and prepared to continue falling asleep, but just as he was about to close the window, Mickey suddenly asked him a question.

"Jill! Have you ever seen a woman as gentle as moonlight?"

"Yes, sir, I have seen her. My wife is that kind of woman. Although she has been away from me for ten years, I still remember everything about her. She is gentle and virtuous, and she has no complaints about giving birth to children for me.

Although sometimes she would get angry at me or even break things because of something I did wrong, but in my eyes..."

"Good night Jill! Bang..."

Before Old Gil could finish speaking, he banged and closed the window. According to him, his wife was a rare good wife, but she was not the gentle girl he wanted. Then, the room

The screams like slaughtering pigs sounded again...

Old Gil was confused and secretly thought that Mickey was a weirdo. He closed the window and was about to go back to bed to rest. But when he looked out the window again, he found a car parked outside the gate. The security guard at the gate checked his identity.

, lift the railing to let go, the slender body has a golden waistline, this is a Rolls-Royce, parked at the door of Building 1, the back door opens, a brown calfskin shoe steps on the ground, a face

The young man got out of the car.

"Sir, you are..."

It was already past the business hours, so only internal personnel of the company could be let through by security, but he had never seen this person before. He put on his reading glasses, opened the small window, and asked tentatively.

"Faltinino Gambiano, the third shareholder of Universal Brothers..."

…

"ah!!!!!"

"Dong dong dong."

"Who? Please come in."

The door of the conference room was opened, and what he saw made Fatini a little stunned. There were dots of pen ink on the table, the floor, and even the ceiling. Mickey stepped on the table with one leg and raised a thick stack of manuscript paper with both hands.

His posture looked like he was about to smash the manuscript paper on the table, but now his movement could only stop in mid-air.

Seeing that the visitor was Fatini, Lu Ze and Lu Ze were also a little surprised. While Mickey put the manuscript paper on the table in a hesitant manner, while Fatini's eyes were on Mickey, Lu Ze calmly wrote down the script.

After stuffing it into the bag, he stood up to greet the young master.

"Fatini! Welcome, my friend! Sorry, please wait for me a moment while I go change my clothes. It's not very gentlemanly to receive a friend like this."

The two of them did not hug or shake hands. Mickey pointed at Fadini through his back with his thumb behind his right hand, then turned and left, returning to his office to change clothes, leaving Lu Ze to complete the reception and shake hands with Fadini.

Tiny hugged gently.

After looking at the time, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. Lu Ze found a clean chair for him to sit down and then said.

"It's so late. Why didn't you tell us when you came to the company so we could pick you up?"

"It's okay. I have business dealings with other companies here. They are responsible for picking me up and having dinner with me to talk about cooperation. After the chat, I don't want to go back to the hotel directly, so I just came to see you. Lu, where have you been recently?

How about it?"

"Not bad, water, coffee, red wine, or whiskey?"

"Just a glass of water is enough. How is the filming progress recently?"

The two chatted for a short time. Mickey came back neatly dressed, greeted Fatini again, sat in a group, and joined in the topic they had just talked about. It was not until almost nine o'clock that he changed the topic to business.

This is why he comes at night.

"It's like this. The script of the movie I'm planning to shoot has now been completed, including the adaptation of the original literary work and the storyboard design of the script. The only thing I lack now is on-site directing experience. This time I come here too.

I would like to ask you two, can you let me join Mendeleev's crew to study? By the way, I also hope to have more communication with Mr. Lu and have some running-in. Of course, I will sign the confidentiality agreement and other terms. As a shareholder of the company, I also

I won’t do anything outrageous.”

Lu Ze and Mickey looked at each other, and Mickey decided to speak first. He put his fist to his mouth and coughed, then clasped his arms on the table and spoke.

"Of course there is no problem. When you first enter the industry, you do need to learn a lot. If you have time, Fatini, you can serve as the assistant director of the crew. Your name will also be filled in on the creative team until the knowledge is stored.

After enriching it, you can start shooting a work of yours."

Mickey repeatedly mentioned learning, and the meaning was very simple. He just told Fatini in a subtle way that you can join the crew, but you are just a rookie and you are joining the group to learn. Don't point fingers with the idea of ​​​​guiding. Based on Fatini's

Emotional intelligence, of course, I understood it unexpectedly, smiled and nodded in agreement.

But at this moment Lu Ze took over the topic and shifted it to another aspect. He did not promise to shoot Fatini's works, but this has nothing to do with the distinction between business and literature. What Lu Ze values ​​​​is story.

Can't attract him.

"Fatini, I am very grateful for your attention and considering me as your first choice for the leading actor in your movie, but as a killer, and a European killer at that, I may not be the most suitable candidate."

"Who stipulates that European killers are Europeans? Are all yellow people in Europe dentists or software engineers? Well, let me show you something."

He took out his wallet and took out one of several photos. The photo was very old, the corners had turned yellow, and the color had begun to fade. However, the exposed color was much darker, and it was full of small scratches. The photo was taken

A white boy, wearing a children's suit, held the hand of a yellow-skinned old man also wearing a suit. He pointed at the boy and admitted.

"This is me, and this... is the prototype of the killer. I admit that my family had some black elements in the past, so I need some people to help with some shady things. Among them, he is my grandfather's right-hand man, who participated in

He had committed murders, arson, explosions, and poisonings, but he was very kind to me. He passed away the year before last, and I want to commemorate him."

“So you’re filming his story?”

Lu Ze and Mickey looked at the photo carefully. The old man on it had no beard and a kind-hearted appearance. He was very tall. Although he was old, he stood very straight and was not bloated. He looked down at his childhood Fatini and smiled.

It seems that the love for him comes from the heart.

"No, his story will only be in my memory. I don't want to share his story with others, and I don't want the man who once took me to fish in the river and climb trees to catch birds to be called an executioner.

Although he is, I don't want more people to insult him except his haters. I just want to create a person who is similar to him so that I can mourn him in front of the screen."

He spoke passionately and gently touched the people in the photo with his fingers. Perhaps he grew up in an aristocratic and privileged environment and had a Chinese country-style childhood. For a child with a strict upbringing, he held a bamboo pole to wrap around his head.

The memories of catching dragonflies on spider silk are precious.

"So what's the story you want to tell?"

"I didn't bring the script. This is the introduction. Take a look."

He took out another piece of paper from his wallet. Lu Ze took it and opened it, smoothing out the fold marks and reading it carefully.

"Lee was a cold-blooded killer when he was young. He retired because of his high-tech criminal investigation methods. Because his children cut off contact with him, he became a lonely old man. Until he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, his desire to survive made him come out again, using ancient methods.

Assassination techniques, murdering other people's lives in order to buy drugs to sustain life. Once, he accepted a huge bounty mission. During the mission, he discovered a huge conspiracy against his children..."

First of all, Lu Ze wants to affirm the creativity of this script. The killer is on the opposite side of life, but as a human being, survival is instinctive. He wanders between life and death. It is indeed a very interesting story, and for very good reasons.

Fully created a killer who has not been mythized but is still afraid of death.

And it is an assassination technique, not like what is shown in other killer movies, where one flesh and blood body can kill one enemy against a hundred enemies in a hail of bullets. That is not a killer, that is a terminator.

I swagger into the field and start fighting, using machine guns and rocket launchers. As long as I kill everyone present, no one will notice my whereabouts. This is really outrageous.

The killer is not a murderer. He will not kill a whole family. He usually targets only one person. Regardless of success or failure, he will retreat in one blow. He may not be as strong as a normal person, and may not be able to shoot very well. His shooting skills may not be as accurate as those of a soldier, but his

The hidden ability must be very outstanding, the mechanism must be cleverly designed, and the psychological quality must be strong. He may be proficient in one of mechanics, mechanics, chemistry, etc., because he only needs to be proficient in one to kill easily.

One person, gets his own commission.

He can create an alibi, he can cover up a murder as an accident, and change the identity of the deceased from a victim to a hapless person that everyone pities. This is the real killer skill that Lu Ze learned in the systematic course.

As for those killers in movies who wear suits and kill a bunch of leather men in order to complete a mission, it is always unrealistic.

So Lu Ze was happy to see Fatini come up with this kind of script instead of trying to make Lu Ze a god. And the plot related to his family seems to be nothing like an ordinary killer movie.

There is a difference, so Lu Ze can’t agree directly yet, it still depends on the quality of the story.

"When is it convenient for me to read the script?"

"Tomorrow, I'll ask them to fax the script over."

"Okay, so what's the name of the movie...?"

""Atonement", to atone for the sin of lack of affection for family members."

"..."