This transaction was too much of a loss. The price line was just above the company's lowest standard.
If all his customers were like Qin Guan, he would have to spend the rest of his life in misery and helplessness.
The golden rays of the setting sun shone down on the car, making it look like a metal sculpture of the sharpest designer in the LA Museum of Art. It was beautiful and moving.
Melodious blues were playing on the FM radio. A new journey had begun, and a new prologue had come to an end.
The next day, Qin Guan was busy. He had to shoot the film in the afternoon to keep up with the pace of the last scene. After half a day of classes, Qin Guan rushed from the northernmost part of Manhattan to the southernmost part of Manhattan, panting.
They were still in Eric's house. Qin Guan and Alex came out of the bathroom and packed up silently.
Qin Guan tucked his black trousers into his military boots. His black coat and well-fitted field vest were tied tightly around his body.
His backpack was full of light bombs, his hand was holding a mini submachine gun, and in his side pocket was a spare pistol. Alex was looking at Qin Guan in fascination, but he didn't forget to tie a camouflage scarf around his head.
As the two of them moved forward, they divided their attack routes. One went left, and the other went right. They surrounded the students in the circular corridors of the campus, and then concentrated their attacks on them.
The sun shone through the French windows, but it didn't warm anyone up.
The camera of the film crew swayed as the car drove away, watching the two boys' plan of massacre taking shape.
Eric, the weakest boy in the school, had made a precise plan that even a special force member couldn't understand.
Although they knew that it was just a script, it was based on a real event in America, which meant that Eric's character was based on him.
When the car arrived at the campus, the director let out a sigh of relief. Qin Guan was smiling, but they all felt a chill down their spines.
The simplest cruelty was the scariest. They were talking about killing innocent people, dealing with the headmaster of the school, and killing each other with a smile. They were so carefree, and there was not a single trace of longing for life.
Qin Guan and Alex got out of the car, carrying two backpacks full of guns and ammunition. They stood at the gate of the campus leisurely.
John, the first character in the series, was a boy who didn't give up, just like Eric. Thanks to his kindness, Eric had let him go.
The final scene of the terrorist attack was recorded at this time. This method surprisingly separated the previous scenes into separate and disorderly shots, which made the first half of the film have a clear explanation for the shots in the first half of the film.
Some of the students were alive, while others were dead. It was not only a commemoration of time, but also the memory of the deceased.
The camera started rolling. John, who was also in a difficult situation, walked out of the principal's office and met Eric, who had been bullied on campus.
This comrade he was familiar with had completely changed from his usual cowardice to a cold and hard demeanor.
"Hey! Friend? What are you doing? "John, who was already warm to begin with, asked his kind question.
Qin Guan, who was wearing a black turban, looked solemn. "Go away! Run as far as you can! Don't come back! Otherwise, something bad will happen! "
His ferocious eyes were filled with his last greeting. John, who was good at observing people's expressions, ran away like a small animal.
As he ran, he looked back at his friends and warned every student and teacher who tried to get close to the campus.
"Don't go in!"
"Listen to me! Don't go in, sir! Something bad is going to happen!"
Before Hardedef could finish his words, a muffled explosion resounded from the school building behind him. An explosive had been detonated … ….
Qin Guan and Alex walked into the center of the building. That was the beginning of their revenge and massacre.
Before a curly-haired librarian could even finish her sentence, fresh blood splattered out from behind her …
Bang! Bang! Bang! A one-sided massacre took place on the campus.
In just a few seconds, the two of them killed all the staff in the library. The child who loved photography, who appeared at the beginning of the film, clutched his camera tightly before he died.
His sharp eyes had captured the last moments of the two students who were about to start a massacre ….
One went left, while the other went right. They were like two parallel lines, moving according to their own plans.
Gus stopped swaying and focused on Qin Guan's face and steps calmly.
The boy was holding a black submachine gun in his hand. Even though he had just killed a roomful of people, he was not nervous or excited at all.
The soles of his shoes, which were five centimeters thick, clattered against the smooth floor of the school. It sounded like the prelude of his life.
He wanted to move forward along the road until he found his final enemy, the devil who had been bullying him in class.
His slender legs, slender arms, and pure black hair added a touch of coldness and elegance to him.
The camera moved backward according to Qin Guan's pace. The members of the crew were fascinated by the scene.
"This face is more than enough to act in a love idol movie. Just this value alone will make the group of Hollywood managers ask about the taste of money."
"I don't want Qin Guan to do that. Look at his acting skills. It would be the biggest insult to him to act in a commercial film."
Actually, you are afraid that he will be insulted by the high salary of a commercial film. It took two or three minutes for the camera to reach the place where the real massacre was taking place.
In this campus, many people would come to the cafeteria to choose a delicious cup of hot cocoa or a low-calorie salad for themselves. The students who came and went had been forced to gather together by the gunshots that rang out from all directions.
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