October 14, 1998, 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

The filming scene of "Terror Cruise".

"Eros No. 1" is a very good old-fashioned cruise ship. The deck is spacious and bright, the shape is retro and deep enough, and it has a heavy flavor for a horror movie.

As the director of this play, Rabbit Bill felt very depressed because just before, a simple scene, the heroine Natasha, had been filmed seven or eight times.

"God, dear Natasha, we are not making an AV film now, we are making a horror film, so please restrain your charming acting style! Now, you are a mother who has lost a child, and you feel very sad inside.

Depressed, very painful mother! I want you to find that feeling, yes, that’s the feeling, and then pick up the ax and start dealing with the unknown murderer on the cruise ship..."

Bill was frothing as he talked, and Natasha listened to his teachings very humbly.

Next to her, Jessica Alba, a supporting actress, was already sleepy and wanted to doze off. If it hadn't been for the strong wind on the deck that made her skin numb, she might have been able to squint for a while.

"This is a stupid woman!" Jessica made a judgment, "Damn it, she doesn't even have such simple acting skills, yet that Chinese Yi asked her to be the heroine... I heard that she used to make adult films. Could it be that she

Are you having an affair with that Chinese Yi?" Jessica secretly speculated, looking at Natasha's extremely devilish figure, her round buttocks, and her breasts. Not to mention, for a man, she is really a blond beauty.

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"It seems that this Chinese Yi has average taste, but he actually likes her and lets her be the heroine." Jessica complained that Yi Feiyang had no vision, and was even more angry that Natasha stole her role.

Under the earnest guidance of director Bill, the filming of "Terror Cruise" continued. This time, the heroine played by Natasha became more vivid, and it was obvious that she studied seriously.

About an hour has passed since this group of shots was taken.

The main story content of "Terror Cruise" is actually very simple.

In reality, the heroine was not a very good mother. She was always angry with the child because the child was disabled and she was a single parent, so her life was very hard. Once on the way out, the car overturned because of the heroine's fault and she died.

Finally, her soul was transcended, and she suddenly felt remorse and guilt after seeing the tragic situation in front of her. The story that happened next was all her fantasy, fighting against herself and time in an attempt to go back to the past. From then on, she fell into the world of Infernal Affairs.

...The soul is constantly reincarnated to redeem itself...

"Okay, this set of shots is OK. Next, please get ready. We are going to shoot the emotional scene in this drama, the crying scene. Yes, it is the crying scene! The crying scene has three parts in total, the beginning and the middle

And the ending. What we are shooting now is the middle part: the heroine realizes that her child is dead, feels panic in her heart, and then can't help but collapse on the ground and shed tears."

"Remember, this crying scene has layers. The first is fear, uncertainty, not thinking that my child is dead, or that there has been a car accident. The second layer is that I realize that I am actually deceiving myself, and I feel panic in my heart.

Uneasiness turns to heartbreak. On the third level, the whole person loses the courage and will to live. Tears can no longer replace atonement!"

"Do you understand? Natasha, you must be OK with this scene and stop being naughty. We don't have too much film for you to waste...Dear friends, it is October now and the weather is already very cold.

We have been filming for three hours on this damn cruise ship in the freezing sea breeze. I think everyone wants to stop working quickly and go back to have a cup of hot coffee or a glass of whiskey to warm up. So, please be more attentive.

, over again, OK?!" Rabbit Bill was doing his ideological work with a dry mouth.

When he was shooting AV movies in the past, Rabbit Bill had always been looking forward to shooting a serious movie. Now that he finally has the opportunity to shoot, he realizes how tortured it is to shoot this kind of movie.

At this moment, Rabbit Bill really didn't know whether to thank Yi Feiyang, the boss, or to curse him.

God, I'm so tired!

Mobilized by Bill, Natasha and others were ready.

Director Bill took a deep breath and shouted: "God Ike!"

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Natasha cried in a very layered way in the camera. Yes, she cried very well. She cried very movingly and touched people's hearts.

Even Jessica Alba, who had secretly called her a fool before, had to admit that this Russian woman was very good at crying scenes, at least not as good as the crying scenes she performed during the interview.

"Damn it, I didn't expect she had such a skill!" Jessica sniffed, the wind from the sea almost made her catch a cold.

"CUT! Okay, very good!" Rabbit Bill was in a great mood. He didn't expect that Natasha's performance in this scene was so wonderful.

"Everyone go to the cabin to have a rest first. The men stay to pack the equipment. We will take the cruise ship back later!" Rabbit Bill breathed a sigh of relief. If he followed this shooting speed, he would be able to complete the filming within a week.

Poor Fat Jack, I don’t know what the situation is like on his side, and Boss Yi, he probably hasn’t started his drama yet, haha, maybe he’s still in first place!

Rabbit Bill felt proud when he thought of showing off his power in front of everyone after the trick was filmed.

Jessica returned to the cabin and found a thicker coat to put on. This hot girl who always likes to expose her beautiful figure and chocolate skin, wrapped herself tightly for the first time.

"Sneeze!" she sneezed.

"Come on, let's have a drink of wine to ward off the cold!" The speaker turned out to be Natasha, who Jessica had cursed in her heart countless times.

As the Russian woman spoke, she handed the beautiful silver wine flask to Jessica.

Jessica is not polite either. Originally, she caught a cold because of her. Her acting skills were terrible and she always delayed things.

He took a big sip.

"Ah? Cough cough cough!" Jessica coughed violently, "What kind of wine is this... so spicy?"

"Haha, this is our Russian vodka, a local wine made in our hometown. It is not sold on the market." Natasha patted Jessica on the back to make her feel better.

"You... Russian women... all drink such spicy liquor? Ahem!"

"Yes, we Russian women are all very good at drinking." Natasha smiled, "Because it's very cold over there. When it's October in the United States, it's basically snow-covered over there, and the frozen Volga River

Just like a sleeping mother, she looks very peaceful, without the roar and anger of the past..." Natasha's tone seemed very sad.

"Do you miss your hometown very much?" Jessica seemed to be infected by this sadness and couldn't help asking.

"Yeah." Natasha nodded, and then took a sip from the silver jug. "I miss my hometown very much. You know, dear Jessica, my hometown is very famous. It raised us

The great Russian god of poetry Pushkin. Yes, Pushkin is our pride and eternal pride. Even if I am deep in America, I still have to say that he is the best poet in the world!" Natasha seemed to be a little excited.

"if life has cheated you,

Don't be sad, don't be impatient!

Calmness is needed on gloomy days:

Believe it, happy days will come.

My heart is always looking forward to the future,

Now I am always depressed;

Everything is fleeting,

everything will pass,

And that which has passed,

It will become a kind nostalgia."

Natasha suddenly recited a poem in Russian.

Although Jessica didn't understand what it meant, it could be seen from Natasha's expression that she seemed to like the poem very much.

In fact, this poem is "If Life Deceived You" by the great poet Pushkin. Jessica had heard it before in college, but this was the first time she heard such an original poem.

"Isn't this poem beautiful?" Natasha asked as she took a sip of wine.

Jessica nodded.

"I also think it is very beautiful, just like a reflection of myself." Natasha's tears flowed out for no apparent reason. She drank heavily.

Jessica was afraid, "Look, let me have a sip, too?" She snatched the silver jug ​​over and said, "It's a beautiful jug. Is this your own collection?"

"No, it's my husband's."

"Your husband?" Jessica was stunned, "Are you married?"

Natasha smiled bitterly, "Not only was she married, she even had children. Look, is she beautiful?" She took out the pendant around her neck and opened it. There was a photo of a two-year-old girl embedded in it.

Carved in pink and jade, extremely cute.

"She's cute," Jessica said.

"Yes, she is not only cute, but also very well-behaved. Poor baby, I haven't seen her for almost more than a year..." Natasha kissed the photo, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes again.

Jessica finally understood why Natasha could perform the crying scene so well. Look, she bursts into tears every now and then, like a faucet. Who can compare to her?

"I don't understand. Since you have a family and children, why do you want to come to the United States?"

"Why? It's not for money." Natasha stopped her tears and said, "My husband is an alcoholic, but he was not like this before. Since he lost his job, he fell in love with drinking. He often got himself drunk, and then

He came home and beat me... Even so, I still love him very much, because I know how painful he is in his heart. That damn state-owned enterprise reform, those hateful bureaucrats, in the name of reform, stole everything from the factory,

Including his insurance and severance allowance... God, how could there be such a group of terrible people in this world!" Natasha sniffed.

"Later, he learned to do business with others, but was deceived by his best friend. Our family owed a large foreign debt and was unable to repay it... There was really no other way! At that time, let alone drinking vodka, just

I didn’t even have money to buy milk. My little cutie could only eat crumbs with us! Poverty caused my warm and lovely home to collapse instantly! At this time, my husband said, Natasha, you go to the United States.

, many women can earn a lot of money when they go there, you should go too!"

"Hahaha," Natasha laughed strangely, "Do you make a lot of money? Everyone knows what they do in the United States, prostitutes on the roadside, bitches in the cupboard, and showgirls in bars

…My dear husband, let me go out and sell it!”

Wry smile, big wry smile!

Looking at Natasha's appearance and listening to her words, Jessica suddenly felt a little sad.

"When I raised objections, what do you think he said? He said that the girl next door who was only 13 or 14 years old went to the United States and entertained those damn Americans, and sent thousands of dollars back every month to help support her family.
To be continued...