The next day.
Morning.
Mallory gets what she wants.
The helicopter came over.
"This director Liu is still very reliable!"
Mallory climbed into the helicopter, fumbled around in the dark, and rummaged through the box for bread, cookies and drinks.
A strange and familiar feeling.
It was like a lifetime ago.
When he woke up from his nap, the helicopter arrived in Film City.
Put Mallory on the beach beach.
"Actually, this place I first came to, the view was beautiful, I just never stopped to enjoy it." Mallory looked out to the ocean, then back to the palm trees on the beach.
I don't know if it's because he's getting older, but now Mallory is starting to pay attention to the details around him.
No matter what he sees, there will be more emotions and thoughts.
"Maybe, after becoming young again, you won't be so matronly." Mallory laughed and turned around to walk in the direction of Film City.
The signage still pointed in the direction of the cafe.
When he arrived at the cafe, the table in front of the cafe was empty.
Mallory's mind was slightly dazed, and he soon figured out that he was the only one who had come back to receive cell repair, not to act, so of course the other actors would not be there.
The old age, the front still remember things, a little turn of the head will forget.
No one else was present, the three plates of snacks on the table, it all belongs to him.
Mallory grabbed a handful of cashew nuts and stuffed them into his mouth.
Chewed and swallowed, but one did not chew and got stuck in his throat.
Mallory rushed to find staff to pour him some cold water.
After the staff brought the cold water, Mallory drank a sip, but was not able to swallow the cashews.
He was so stuck that he couldn't breathe, and after filling another mouthful of water, it was poured into the trachea, choking him to cough violently, but inadvertently coughed out the cashew nuts stuck in his throat.
There was no danger, almost ate a cashew nut to death.
Several staff members looked at Mallory with a look of disgust on their faces.
The old man gave the impression of being dirty, plus this old man was such a glutton for punishment, naturally they would not have any good feelings.
"It's not like when we were young, it's better to eat slowly one grain at a time, no one will grab it anyway." Mallory went over and poured a cup of coffee, then ate the remaining cashew nuts one by one.
Five minutes later, just as Mallory was starting to tackle the plate of cookies, Vincent, the director, arrived.
"Coming over?" Vincent greeted Mallory.
"Good morning, director." Mallory returned the greeting.
"I'm calling you over today, it's not about cell repair, the application wasn't approved, there might be some trouble." Vincent said a few words to Mallory.
"Oh, is it troublesome?" Mallory also got a little worried.
If the application is not approved, he can only live like this in the wind.
Of course, all of this is his own choice, in that case, he has nothing to complain about.
"This time, the accident identified, mainly stuck in the above that it was caused by human factors, not plot accidents, so not willing to approve this application, I can only make some additional explanations, saying that your brain was damaged after entering the script world, which caused you to stay inside a tendency to refuse to come out, so that the accident investigation team identified you as a victim to do. " Vincent explained to Mallory.
"Oh." Mallory felt the situation was not good.
"Film City is also a personal society, the final application can be approved, but also with the help of some friends of the relationship to do." Vincent added a few words.
"Give the director trouble." Mallory didn't know what to say now, and didn't know what Vincent was calling him back for at this time, just to tell him about it?
Either way, there's nothing to lose for Mallory, and it's better to come back than to stay at the top of Stonehenge.
"I called you here because there is something that I need you to do." Vincent brought it up to Mallory.
"What is it?"
"It's like this, this time this application, stuck in the accident investigation team, but I happen to have a senior director friend and this accident investigation team of a commissioner very familiar, I need the help of this senior director friend in order to get the application approved as soon as possible. But this senior director friend also happened to encounter a small matter, need me to help him solve, this matter I can not solve, but you can help, so I called you over."
"Well, director you say." Mallory was a little surprised what the director could not solve, but he, the group actor, could solve.
"This senior director friend has a film city limited extra filming task to complete, only this filming task has certain dangers, the actors who go to the show will probably be completely wiped out, no one survived. But with enough resourcefulness, the possibility of all surviving is also high. He happens to be filming several consecutive big plays, and at this point in time is not willing to pull out his actors to take risks, so he wants to ask me to borrow an actor to complete this filming task."
"As a director, I have to ensure fairness among the actors in the crew, this is the bottom line of my principle in managing the crew. Because it's your business to seek help from this senior director friend, I can't force the other actors in the crew like Robin and Aisha to take this risk, it's not fair to them, so I only called you back, what do you think? Do you want to go?" Vincent asked Mallory for advice.
"Sure, isn't it just a hell mode shooting?" Mallory's smile was a little bitter. Now he is not like when he was young, seventy-eight years old, then into the hell mode, I am afraid it is difficult to survive.
In the "time prison", although he is over seventy years old, physical function, mobility, etc., but because there are inexhaustible energy drinks, protein powder drinks, especially energy drinks, drink a bottle will allow him to return to his youthful state in the following half an hour.
But after leaving the Prison of Time and losing the source of energy drinks, he is not really much different from other winded old men of the same age, the only difference is that he has a better physical base and a stronger will.
"Not as scary as the hell mode, in fact, it is only the general content of the shooting, because the location and plot may be dangerous. But with luck, there may not be any danger, and you can return safely after a week or half a month in the time bubble." Vincent added a few words.
"Okay, at the director's disposal." Mallory could only agree to it.
"By the way, I will find a way to have someone help you make an interface in that script, and hang the scrap book of Time Prison as a small spur, which may be of some help to you." Vincent thought about it and told Mallory again.
"Scrap book?" Mallory did not understand very well.