chapter 015

Nancy stared at Martin's movements in the main camera lens, still a little worried in her heart, and said to the assistant director: "You go and check whether the lifeguard is in place." "

A moment later, the assistant director returned, "I reminded them, they will be very vigilant." "

"Good!"

Nancy picked up the horn and began to give orders:

"Lighting and photography are in place."

"Martin, I need you to move a little sharper, especially the scene of jumping into the lake."

"Okay, Action!"

Martin trotted to the small wooden pier by the lake in shorts, and the cool winter breeze blew out, making people watching outside the camera scream.

It's not that they feel cold, it's that they feel cold for Martin.

On a California winter night, the temperature outside is still relatively low.

But this is a summer drama, and Martin is bound to not be able to show a "cold" look.

Nancy stared at the camera a little nervously, afraid that Martin would accidentally snort.

But Martin did a great job, as if the winter coolness didn't affect him at all.

I saw him trotting to the dock with a comfortable face, throwing away the clothes in his hand, the fish jumped up, and a fierce son plunged into the lake, and then swam happily.

Martin in the lake is like a free fish, the lake seems to have lost resistance to him, even the lifeguard on the shore of the lake can't help but secretly praise: "This kid swims so well!" "

"Perfect!" A smile curled at the corner of Nancy's mouth.

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After the swimming scene, Jessica came to say goodbye to Martin.

Her scene is all over and she is leaving.

"Martin, if I call you often in the future, will it bother you?" The little girl asked timidly.

"No, otherwise I wouldn't give you my home phone, don't worry, it's a pleasant thing to make porridge with a beautiful woman." Martin said gently.

"You think I'm beautiful?"

"Of course!"

Jessica smiled sweetly, and suddenly pointed to the side: "Martin, look there!" "

Martin turned his head to look, Jessica pouted his small mouth and kissed Martin's face, but he didn't expect Martin to suddenly turn around at this time, and the lips of the two suddenly met.

Jessica's eyes widened for a moment, a little overwhelmed.

Martin was stealing pleasure, "Xiao Zian, such a low-level routine also wants to deceive me into a succubus?" The mouth also took the opportunity to suck, and put his hands on Jessica's small waist.

After a while.

Lip splitting.

Jessica looked ashamed, "I, I didn't want to kiss at first, I just wanted to kiss your face!" This, this is a coincidence, this is my first kiss! You don't think I'm a bad girl, do you? "

Martin smiled, "This is also my first kiss, if you are a bad girl, I am also a bad boy, we are just a good match." "

Jessica blushed and laughed, sweet in her heart, "Yes, giggle!" I'm leaving, keep in touch! "

Saying that, Jessica jumped and ran into the distance, the figure was like a happy little sparrow, and he didn't forget to look back and remind him halfway through: "Martin, you must answer my phone." "

Martin wiped his lips lightly and smiled wickedly.

Very good, very good, such sweet emotions are the most perfect nutrients!

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"Ah, what about the back, what about the back, why didn't Martin finish writing, damn it, what is the final level…"

When turning to the last page of the draft, just when the plot comes to the critical moment when the protagonist five-person team is looking for the ultimate Easter egg, the plot ends abruptly at the climax (climax).

Such a "break" made Jennifer angry.

Then, she didn't feel right.

Jerked his head up.

She saw Martin sitting across from her, looking at him with interest.

"Martin? When did you get back? "

"When you slapped the table and cursed the villain in the book, Nolan."

Jennifer was surprised, "What time is it?" "

Martin pointed to the electronic clock in the RV, "9:40!" "

"Oops, I have to go back, it's too late, I'm too fascinated."

Jennifer quickly prepared to get up and pack her things, but was pressed down by Martin.

"It's not a wise choice to go back at this time, it takes at least two hours to drive from here to the USC campus, and you should know better than me how bad the security is there after nine o'clock."

USC's main campus is located in Los America's poorest south-central district, with predominantly African- and Hispanic residents, and is internationally known for three things: shootings, traffickers and gangsters.

In order to ensure the safety of students, USC has very strict access restrictions, and this university is also one of the few schools in the United States with walls and iron fences.

Every day after 9 p.m., ten of USC's eighteen school gates close, and each of the remaining eight guard boxes is guarded by two guards with guns, and students must enter with cards, as well as living quarters.

Since the early nineties, there have been many school shootings and missing students at USC, making the school's security very strict.

But that's not the end.

In the future, two Chinese students will be shot and killed in their BMW cars, resulting in the public attention of the public once again and the world's media, so the security has been upgraded again.

In addition to access control, a heavy security system has been added to the campus, student dormitories require fingerprint verification, the white cars of the school's "Department of Public Safety" patrol inside and outside the campus all day, and there are campus police, including both the Los Angeles Police Department seconded to the school and the USC's own school police, which is similar to the domestic railroad police and has independent law enforcement powers.

At night, there will be "Aunt Chaoyang" near the campus

Hired by the school, these ordinary residents formed a convoy and wore yellow T-shirts emblazoned with the words "USC Security Messengers" and patrolled from sunset until 6 a.m. the next morning.

The media ridiculed this phenomenon as "the island of the rich in the slums" or "fortress".

In fact, not only USC, but the entire Los Angeles security problem is particularly serious.

Anyone who has been to Los Angeles knows that the city is almost full of bars and barbed wire.

Almost every house in the affluent area is equipped with automatic alarm equipment, and there are constant patrols by police.

The houses in the middle-class community, because the frequency of police patrols is low, so the houses are surrounded by iron fences, and almost all families have dogs.

Pet dogs in Los Angeles are not just pets, unlike the docile domestic dogs in the American Midwest, pet dogs here also have the ability to care for home and nursing homes.

In the movie "Crash" there is such a sentence, "Any real city, you walk; In Los Angeles, no one touches you. We hid behind cold metal and window glass. It may be because we miss the feeling of touching each other, so we crash the car just to feel the presence of each other. "

It's a torn city, with a marked alienation and estrangement between strangers, between the poor and the middle class, between the middle class and the rich, because you can't be sure if the person approaching you on the street is asking you for directions, or giving you a shot and robbing you of everything of value by the way.

So, Martin's concern is justified.

A big beauty like Jennifer, driving around the slums late at night, is likely to have one more student disappearance tomorrow!