The Greatest Showman - Chapter 2508

[2470 Inspiration Revival]

He closed his eyes, stood on the spot, slowly straightened his waist, his breathing rhythm gradually stabilized, his whole brain entered an ethereal state, and the cluttered sounds in his ears were gradually drifting away, he knew that they had not disappeared, those The babble lingered all the time, like a whisper in the water, but he managed to stay focused, his core strength calmed down, and then faintly, he could feel the butterfly flapping in his chest.

When I opened my eyes, the light entered my line of sight, “I’m ready.”

With Renly’s voice, the waiting crew quickly began to run. This was the seventh time they were filming. The rhythm was always slightly wrong before. Renly made two mistakes, Cameron made four mistakes, and there was another time when the filming went well but it didn’t feel right. David Fincher hoped to shoot a few more shots, look for feelings, and the crew went up and down. They all realized how difficult it was to shoot this scene.

Repeatedly shooting, the crew stayed on the set for more than two hours, but still could not find the right direction, but the staff was not irritable, still maintaining an orderly working state, waiting patiently.

Immediately in my ears, I could hear the voice of the board, followed by the password of “turn on”. The crisp slap of the board echoed in the long, narrow and empty corridor of the hospital, and the filming officially started.

“Snapped”.

It was the sound of the door being unlocked.

“Den. Deng. Deng.”

This was the sound of footsteps touching the ground.

step.

step.

Horton’s footsteps were steady and orderly, and he could even faintly perceive a little cautiousness. He seemed to be able to clearly feel the steps of moving his feet first and then his heels. The sound of gradually advancing and approaching was light in the cold air of the ward. With a light sound, a slight vibration fell on the surface of the skin.

hum.

hum.

Edmund, who was lying on the hospital bed, opened his eyes, picked up his glasses from the bedside table, put them on, and then he could see Horton standing at the end of the bed.

“call……”

Horton let out a long sigh of relief, and his tiring journey finally reached the end. All the disturbances at work were put on hold for the time being. Negative emotions of exhaustion and distress entangled his ankles, and he slowly and slowly pulled down. Pulling, the transparency after unbuttoning his shirt allowed him to take a deep breath.

Seeing Edmund again, Horton was not as alert as he used to be, not sure if it was because of the familiarity, or because of the slack caused by fatigue, maybe both, but he didn’t want to and couldn’t think about it now, so Just let it go, let the tense nerves relax.

“You’re here.” Edmund’s calm voice was slightly joyful.

“You didn’t give me any choice.” Horton said slowly, and when he caught it carefully, he could see that his articulation was still clear, but the words were no longer clear. There was a faint connection between the voice and the voice, revealing a Lazy and tired, without deliberate procrastination, you can still feel the curl in the end sound, with a little hoarseness, giving the voice a sexual/sensual magnetism, but he has no energy to take care of it at this time.

Edmund watched Houghton quietly, he was lying on the hospital bed, and Houghton was standing, the wonderful position change allowed him to easily control the overall situation and control all of Houghton’s every move in his hand, “I try A gentler way. Did you get the card I sent?”

“Yes,” Horton replied in a low voice, but there was no follow-up.

Edmund raised his chin slightly, as if he was examining the meaning of this sentence, “Maybe it’s not surprising that you can be attracted by exaggerated performances.”

Meaningful.

Edmund’s eyes gleamed faintly behind his glasses, and a simple sentence concealed too much information; but Horton, whose brain was almost in a state of stagnation, was unable to detect the abnormality. He really didn’t have the energy to savor it carefully. Demond’s every word, and he has even lost his footing.

Looking down, drooping his shoulders, and shuffling his feet, Holden walked over to the seat next to the end of the bed, questioned in a low voice, and went straight to the subject, “Why do you want to see me, Ed?” The sound can be recognized, the kind of exhaustion is eating his attention and mental strength, the procrastination of the ending and the vagueness of the words are the best proof. He glanced at the seat out of the corner of his eyes, but he didn’t sit down immediately after all.

Everything, Edmund had a panoramic view.

“I read an article about you, I should say, about us,” Edmund replied calmly.

The corner of Horton’s mouth pursed lightly – this was the source of the countless opinions Bill and Wendy had against him over the past few days, and now Edmund was involved, but he couldn’t even squeeze out a wry smile. , without further ado, he guessed it at once, “‘The Atlanta Charter.'”

“That report was reprinted by the Associated Press,” Edmund further explained.

“…” was said by Bill and Wendy.

Horton realized this immediately, he tried to justify, he tried to refute, he tried to do something, but the deep sense of powerlessness just made him close his eyes, hold his breath, and look for a second of purity, All sounds just disappeared.

But Edmund was unwilling to let him go, “You said we were friends.”

“…” Horton’s nerves were moved by Edmund, and the vigilance of that conditioned reflex awakened his defensive instincts , with his hands crossed on his chest, he took a defensive posture. He knew that he should be tense at this time, but the deep tiredness dragged down the rotation of his brain. He found that he could not fight back, and finally just said “…Yes ”, in order to delay time and try to gain more reaction space for himself.

Edmund noticed it, and he carefully captured this difference in reaction speed. The tone remained the same, but the rhythm of the speech was closely followed. “Are we friends? Holden?”

That little gasp The space finally allowed Holden to recover a little, “In the context of our cooperation, yes.” The wording and pronunciation have become rigorous again, and the order has gradually become clearer, but the words are still short, adhering to the principle of saying more and more mistakes, The principle of less talk and less mistakes.

“Our cooperation.” Edmund repeated it, as if he was chewing it carefully, the smile in his eyes slowly flowing, “This is a really beautiful statement, if it were me, I would also position it like this.” He tightly I sensed the change in Holden, from the words to the tone, they were chasing Holden closely.

“However, our research is not over yet.” This was an affirmative sentence, and Edmund made a direct conclusion.

“Okay.” Horton said only one word, still not much content.

Edmund didn’t care, “As I said in the letter.”

Holden recalled and nodded lightly, “…you have more,” Holden paused, as if looking for a more The appropriate vocabulary seemed to be recalling the content on the letterhead. His eyebrows could not help frowning slightly, and the tiredness invaded again, so that the words became difficult, “…Insights.” He said.

“Indeed,” Edmund replied succinctly.

Horton didn’t speak, just stretched out his right hand and made an inviting gesture, expressing meaning with his eyes.

Edmund didn’t buy it at all, “I’m not going to throw my opinions out to show off, especially when you’re still talking about me behind my back and using the information I’ve given you to justify yourself.”

Bang!

The calm words were like a heavy fist hitting Horton’s stomach hard. He only felt that his whole body was convulsed and curled up, as if his most private and hidden secrets were being torn and revealed. That pain instantly drained his last strength, and he couldn’t breathe for a moment.

Horton tried to hide his panic – the remaining sanity issued a red alert, danger!

Danger!

Never show vulnerability in front of Edmund!

The chaotic brain sounded the alarm, and faintly, Horton realized his mistake. He should not have come to visit Edmond, at least not in such a state, but the chaotic thoughts could not be sorted out at all, exhaustion and pain. The intertwined emotions completely drain the brain’s energy.

The only thing he can think about now is: Be alert!

He needs to be on guard!

Otherwise, in front of Edmond, he really has no chance.

So, Horton lowered his eyes, hiding the panic in his eyes, and bent his body at the same time, took a seat on the chair next to the end of the bed, soothed his slightly trembling knees, and the strength originally used to support the standing can provide more energy for the brain , to face Edmund.

Holden leaned on the back of the chair and folded his right leg over the knee of his left leg, trying to show his strength in controlling the audience, but the confusion in his heart prevented him from completely calming down, and his movements and eyes revealed a kind of Guilty, the body language that should have been relaxed was too tight.

At this time, he finally realized what Bill and Wendy meant, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com that report… There was indeed a problem with that damn report. Before that, he was just immersed in the joy of “Halo and Glory” , but ignored the report may also expose himself, as Wendy said, may expose himself to all interviewees and potential criminals, now, he is exposed in front of Edmund, so what should he do?

“That report didn’t…” Horton tried to explain, but the words stopped because he didn’t know how to explain it. Everything he was proud of had now become Edmund’s weapon against him. His hands and feet were tied, which left him in a corner.

Edmund – Cameron, to be precise, noticed subtle changes, the dodging of eyes, the stiffness of the shoulder line, the hesitation of words, and so on.

Those subtle and small changes are revealing his weakness little by little, and gradually lure him to attack, not a ferocious and brutal frontal attack, but a secret approach like a ghost, as if… as if the darkness is slowing down. Devouring the soul, it can’t be seen, touched, or even noticed, and it is slowly assimilated.

Renly’s performance was like a black hole, with a faint power that awakened the bloody and cruel dark soul in Cameron’s heart. He was looking for blood, like a hunter in the forest.

[End of this Chapter]