When I thought I would be swallowed into my mouth by a crocodile romantically with Garbo, gunshots ejaculated.

Griffith and Stiller stood on the boat, marching towards us quickly, and shot at the crocodile. Although the crocodile had thick skin and strong armor, it could not resist the shooting of bullets. After a bloody hole appeared on its body, it gave up on us and sank into the bottom of the water.

In addition to bleeding from some places in the water, the lake has returned to its former peace.

"Boss, come up quickly!" Griffith stretched out his hand to me.

I pushed Jiabao, who was trembling in my arms, and then climbed up by myself.

When we got ashore, the crowd on the shore cheered warmly.

This strange event that seemed almost impossible to happen in my opinion had a great impact on both the crew and the lives of local residents. Before we arrived, the residents around us had also experienced mysterious disappearances of animals or people, but they often had no trace after investigation and finally left nothing. But this time, many people saw the huge crocodile, so the local police station expressed their gratitude to us for finding out the "killers" of many missing cases. They said they would immediately organize police forces to kill the crocodile as soon as possible. Although the crew was quite frightened, there were no casualties. The dead helmsman also salvaged some of the limbs by the police station and held a grand funeral for him.

Jiabao was too scared and took a day off. During the day she was resting, I also gave the whole crew a day off.

"Is it better?" When I got into Jiabao's tent, Jiabao was lying on the bed to read a book. Seeing me coming in, she quickly stuffed the book under her pillow.

"It's much better." She smiled at me.

"What good books are worth hiding so much? Let's take a look." I reached out to get the book under her pillow.

Jiabao stopped me like a panicked little rabbit, preventing me from getting close to his pillow, and said anxiously: "It's nothing, it's just an ordinary book!"

The more she did this, the more curious I became. After a while of entanglement, I finally pulled out the book she had placed under the pillow.

"The Montage Theory! Jiabao, you read my book?! I am so ashamed!" I spread the book open, looked at the title of the book, and then looked at Jiabao, and felt very embarrassed.

"You are called humility." Jiabao smiled and took the book from me, then said angrily: "I have read the book, are you satisfied?"

I spread my hands.

"If you don't go filming, why do you run to me?" Jiabao said to me.

"You are the protagonist in the following drama. If you don't come, how can we shoot it? So I gave them a day off and asked them to do whatever they like." I sat next to Jiabao's bed with a smile.

"Tsk, I don't know you yet, you are just lazy, right?! Without me, you can shoot the following scene. The movie has just begun. There are so many scenes, which one can't be filmed?!" Jiabao shook his head helplessly.

I chuckled twice: "The key is that everyone was frightened by the crocodile. They still had cramps in their calves. How could they make a movie?"

Seeing that I was striking, Jiabao burst out laughing.

I looked at her and said nothing.

Jiabao smiled and didn't say anything.

The room suddenly seemed very awkward.

"Oh, I'll ask you something." Jiabao asked in a low voice.

"What's up?"

"Is the words you said in front of the crocodile true?" Jiabao's head was so low that I almost couldn't even see her eyes.

"What sentence?" I smiled.

"You! Do you want to cheat?!" Jiabao suddenly raised his head and said anxiously.

"I'm not cheating! Think about how many words I said in front of the crocodile that day! Where do I remember which sentence it was!" I distinguished.

"It's the last sentence."

"The last sentence?" I frowned and recalled carefully which sentence I said was.

"Oh, that sentence is of course false." I smiled.

"You! You liar! How could that sentence be fake?!" Jiabao's face changed drastically, and he was so angry that his eyes were filled with tears.

"It's fake. I told Griffith that they didn't come. I could pinch the crocodile to death with one hand. Do you believe it?" I looked at Jiabao with my eyes open.

"You! You bastard!" Jiabao burst into tears and laughed when he heard what I said.

"What's wrong? I'll cry and laugh, right? Why don't I hire a doctor for you?" I smiled.

"You're just a bastard! I'm not asking this!" Jiabao was so angry that he held the pillow in his hand and prepared to smash it at me at all times.

"Auntie, do you women all like to play tricks?! You can just say it!" I was helpless.

"That's it, it's the saying, 'Would you like to feed crocodiles with me?'" Jiabao's voice was as low as a mosquito.

"What? I didn't hear clearly what you said." I leaned forward and sent my ears to Jiabao.

Jiabao leaned forward and bit my ear.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Although it didn't hurt much, the anger that Jiabao exhaled made me itch and felt very uncomfortable.

"Then are you saying that true?!" Jiabao said vaguely.

"It's true! It's true!" I quickly answered.

Only then did Jiabao let go of my ears with satisfaction.

"You really want to feed the crocodile with me?" I smiled while rubbing my ears.

Jiabao looked at me and nodded solemnly.

"No, who would like to do it? I saw you were frightened at that time." I stood up.

At this time, a white light hit me, which was the pillow that Jiabao threw over.

"What are you doing? Want to hit me to death with a pillow?" I said, holding the pillow.

"You are just a bastard! A total bastard! Who was scared silly?! I was awake at that time!" Jiabao sat on the bed, wishing he could jump up and bit me a few bites.

"That sentence is the sweetest thing I have ever heard!" Jiabao looked at me, and tears flashed in his eyes.

"Why did you cry when you are joking?" I took out a handkerchief from my pocket and handed it to her: "Okay, OK, what I said is true. That crocodile can testify. If I lie to you, it will not let me go!"

Jiabao was amused by me and hit me hard: "Bastard! Go out!"

"Then you have a rest. Be ready for tomorrow's show." I walked out of her tent with a smile.

As soon as I came out, I saw Stenberg running from a distance with a group of people.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Follow the police station to catch the crocodile! We also went to see it. The lakeside was full of people. The crocodile was so cunning that it was too busy for a whole morning but never saw its shadow! A crocodile attracted everyone in the city of London. Be good, its charm is even greater than that of a star!" Stenberg said helplessly.

"What did you say in the last sentence?!" I was suddenly shocked by Stenborough's last sentence and was stunned on the spot.

"I, I said, its charm is even greater than that of a star!" Stenberg was confused by me.

"Okay! Very good! Stenborough, you reminded me!" I slapped my thigh and laughed.

"Boss, you, are you okay?" Stenberg looked at me, a little worried that I hadn't recovered from the shock.

"It's okay, it's okay. Stenborough, I'll give you a task, no, it should be a job, will you do it?"

"Work, don't I have a job now, the deputy director of our movie." Stenberg said inexplicably.

"Then I want you to be the director?" I smiled.

"What are you doing if I do as a director? Boss, don't be joking. I can't direct "Brave Heart". I don't have the ability to dispatch many of the big scenes!" Stenberg shook his head like a rattle.

"You've understood it wrong!" I tsk.

"What do you mean when you asked me to be a director?" Stenberg frowned.

"I mean, now I want to make a new movie and let you be the director, do you do it?"

"Boss! You won't change your mind, right?! It's not possible now! The crew has come here, and Barra and the others have led the construction team to build the outdoor scene there! The company has already spent a lot of money on this movie, so you can't start a new job!" Stenberg shouted.

"You misunderstood again! I mean, in this place, you will be able to set up a new filming team and shoot a movie with the protagonist being a crocodile." Why is it so tiring to talk to him?

"The crocodile is the protagonist?! No way?! Boss, can such a movie audience like it?" said Stenborough.

I curled my lips: "Didn't you say everything just now? A crocodile has more charm than a star!"

I pulled him and analyzed to him: "Look, that's it. Now we are filming "Brave Heart". There will definitely be many people who are idle when others are filming. The cameras are the same. Those ten cameras will never be used at the same time, so we can form a shooting team. In this way, one group of people makes two movies, which is very cost-effective in both the funding and the cost. And, the most important thing is, I think the audience will definitely like such a movie!"

Stenberg thought for a while and said to me, "Boss, do we want to release two movies at the same time?"

I shook my head: "Stenborg, you're stupid. These two films cannot be completed at the same time, so they cannot be released at the same time. I'm creative, so you quickly get the script and select actors. The photographer can also make a few from the crew. You will go to the police station later and ask them to cooperate with you. I guess they will agree, how about it?"

Stenborough looked at me and said, "Boss, don't you need to discuss this with David and the others?"

I shook my head.

"Why the shooting cost?" Stenberg looked at my pocket.

"A movie like you will not cost a lot. The actors will choose from our original crew, and at most they will choose from local residents. They are not in Hollywood, so the pay will not be very high. Others, because they are filming on-site, they don't need to build any outdoor scenes. Just one camera is enough. At most, they need to be a fake crocodile for shooting. In addition to the cost of film, a movie can't cost 100,000 US dollars to be completed. How about it, can you shoot?" I encouraged.

"Photo!" Stenberg nodded heavily.

"Okay, you can contact the local police station first, and then come back and I will work with you. You will be able to start work in a few days." I smiled.

That morning, Stenborg went to the police station to talk to the sheriff. The sheriff was very supportive. Then he worked with me to write the script, mainly because I made the story outline, and he later polished the details such as lines.

I have watched a lot of movies with crocodile themes in later generations, so writing an outline based on memory is simply a piece of cake for me.

Stenberg was originally a screenwriter and had a good touch of the script, so we made it from around 2pm to 8pm.

"tired

Dead!" I threw down my pen, stood up and stretched my waist.
To be continued...