Disaster Artist - Chapter 925 mise-en-scene

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Deadpool, soaring into the air, flipping 360 degrees in the air, precise sniping—

One shot.

Two shots.

Two sharp gunshots broke the calm.

Of course, Wei Dongmang could see Weiya clearly. Obviously, Renault did not have the ability to escape the gravity and fly into the air, but this did not affect Wei Dongmang's immersion and concentration at all.

It was his turn to appear.

boom.

bang.

Rumble.

The motorcycle started, Aja attacked, the camera followed Aja step by step, the universe moved, and tightly locked the position behind the motorcycle.

The dragon and snake roamed away.

Ride the wind and waves.

The sound of hunting wind, the clouds rose, and the sound of machine guns was like fireworks in full bloom, colliding with a series of sparks, billowing gunpowder everywhere.

Aja, go ahead.

left.

Lean to the right.

Whoa!

The high-speed rotating tires splashed a hazy mist of water, shrouding Aja like smoke, and the thin golden sunlight swirled and jumped between the water droplets, forming a splendid halo in series, following the maddening flow of the motorcycle. As it changed, the whole world fell into a splendid splendor.

hum!

The engine roared, and it took another sharp turn, bypassing the overturned vehicle, and the water mist dragged a long tail.

Camera, stop!

At this moment, the boom camera braked suddenly, controlled the forward trend, and watched the motorcycle continue to move forward.

The tight space that followed step by step was pulled apart in an instant.

hula.

hula.

Water mist, air, sunlight, and colors are like opening floodgates, filling the gap between the camera and the motorcycle turbulently, and you can even clearly see the appearance of water droplets blooming.

Swish!

The motorcycle did not stop, however, Ajia stretched out his left foot as a fulcrum, and threw the tail of the motorcycle out, raised the machine gun on his shoulder with his left hand, turned around, and faced the dead body hidden behind the rollover vehicle. Wait, spread the fire.

clatter!

Da da da!

Da da!

Total Annihilation.

Sparkling!

The camera, grabbed the motorcycle, released the accelerator, lowered the speed slightly, started to shoot the neutral gear, and moved forward quickly again, and the space opened was reduced again.

In a short breath, the camera has come to Aja's side again, but this time, the camera did not stop, a sharp turn drift, drawn a full boomerang parabola, bypassing Aja's helmet, a hundred Looking back at eighty degrees—

Then, over Aja's helmet, Deadpool, who was rolling and dodging in series, appeared on the camera screen.

Go around!

One turn!

In the scene of the camera, the far end is the armed forces and the fleeing crowd, the middle end is Deadpool, and the near end is Aja, three o'clock and one line, but slightly staggered.

Immediately afterwards, Aja, who had completed the strafing, stepped on the accelerator again and chased after the camera. Just when the distance between the two was about to shorten, the speed of the boom camera increased by a notch—

From a distance, it was as if the camera was pulled out of control by a strong centrifugal force, and was thrown out directly, creating a full arc of 360 degrees. Even if Aja tried his best, he couldn't catch up.

Finally, the lens freezes on the central axis:

Ajia, Deadpool, and troops are displayed again from near and far.

Ajia, one turned around and the other flicked his tail, supported the ground with one foot, looked at the embarrassed Deadpool coldly, and then tilted his head from side to side.

quack quack.

The joints rattled.

Aja, who was shrouded in a black leather suit, couldn't see his expression or body shape, like a bottomless lake.

However, I can still feel the excitement and excitement emanating from him from the inside out.

Inside the black helmet, Wei Dongmang's expression was very focused and serious—

Carefully, he looked at the Dead Servant in front of him.

Although the camera couldn't see his expression at all, Wei Dongmang was still fully engaged, his eyes seemed to be watching Xiaoqiang who couldn't be beaten to death.

Indifferent, objective, calm.

If I had to describe it, it would be the appearance of studying the "mathematical formula", recalling the shooting just now, why didn't it hit?

Is there a problem with the angle and line? Or is the gravitational acceleration of the motorcycle's tail not taken into account? Or some other reason?

Wei Dongmang's brain, like a computer, is calculating.

People always say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and all the truths and secrets cannot be hidden in the eyes; but in fact, what is more than the eyes?

The emotions conveyed by body language are far more real than facial expressions. Those subtle, trivial and unnoticed body movements are a kind of language.

From the inside out, Aja conveys a kind of indifference—

Ignoring the icy coldness of life is like ten thousand years of ice.

No smile, no cruelty, no joke, no enjoyment, no torture, nothing, just an unfathomable coldness, the more focused, the more objective, the calmer, the more indifferent, like falling into an ice cellar Filled with air, drilled down the pores into the blood vessels.

The problem is-

Aja, did not want to understand.

So what should I do?

On the viaduct, there was a strong wind, but the black leather jacket and black helmet were completely motionless, forming a dynamic contrast with the flying sand and dust around.

In time and space, there is a short freeze, and emotions overflow from the lens like this.

Pause.

In description, the pause of the camera seems to be very long, in fact, it is just two seconds, and then the camera is pulled out further along the full arc again, moving from the right side of the loop to the left side of the loop, along the left side. Orbit, fast forward.

Huhu.

Step by step, the camera moved closer to Aja’s position, and just as it was about to form a parallel look, Aja also moved—

Since one shot doesn't work, try again. If it doesn't work after two shots, then three or four times. After a few more tests, you can get the results.

isn't it?

Ajia's body leaned forward slightly, with anticipation and excitement.

Then, restart the motorcycle, dash towards Deadpool's position, and accelerate.

One after the other, the camera and Aja formed a counterpoint again.

hum!

Buzz!

The engine roars!

The sound gradually climbed, hitting the eardrum, like a stormy sea.

From a distance, you can hear Dead Servant's scolding voice, "Fuck you!"

Along with the foul language, Deadpool also raised his pistol, aimed at the motorcycle, and started shooting, while the countdown continued—

"Ten!" A shot.

"Nine!" Another shot.

Chu Chu Chu!

Chu Chu Chu!

Aja did not show weakness, and launched a strafing fire at Deadpool. The two desperadoes banged on each other desperately, and the sparks of bullets and metal collisions bloomed everywhere in the air.

but!

dislocation! dislocation! All misplaced!

Whether it was Ajia or Deadpool, the marksmanship of the two of them seemed to be inaccurate. The continuous shooting failed to hit the target, and they all disappeared into the air.

The stubbornness of the two people came up, and the actions of pulling the trigger followed in series.

"Eight!" Another shot.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, Aja had already passed the Deadpool's position and walked away.

Chu Chu Chu!

The two people crossed each other, only the sound of gunshots still surging in the air, and the passing figures did not stop at all, and they missed it before they could blink.

So, what about the camera?

The camera stopped at the position of the rollover vehicle and let Aja drift away from the camera until it disappeared, and the focus of the lens shifted from Aja to Deadpool.

Quietly, the whole scene is scheduled, and the clouds and waters are laid out.