"Oh, finally down."
Squeezing the dv to Ryan, Natalie panted slightly and looked up. The sixty-foot-high rock wall seemed to be nothing, but for pure amateurs like them, it was almost an insurmountable moat. .
This is the exit of Blue John Canyon. After investigating the place where Alan Ruston had broken his arm to survive, the group of them came to the survival path that the other side had walked.
Of course, people like Ryan didn't know anything about mountaineering. They wouldn't be like Alan Ruston when they descended to the bottom of a sixty-foot deep valley, but went around here from a distance.
"I was facing severe blood loss at the beginning." Alan Ruston stood among the crowd and introduced the experience. "In order to grab time, I could only choose the nearest road, and I almost fell off a few times in the middle."
John’s bodyguards looked at him with a little admiration. A man who had just cut his arm with a blunt knife, completed this usually difficult rope descent with strong perseverance, and ran for five miles alone, and was finally rescued. …
If you replace them with people who have experienced rigorous training, I'm afraid they may not be able to do all of them.
"And here."
He retracted his gaze from above, and pointed to the place where Taylor was standing. It was a small piece of low-lying land. "There was a lot of water here. The first thing I did after I got down was to soak my head in the smelly water. in."
"cough…"
Scarlett had just drank her saliva, and when she heard this, she coughed up immediately.
For people like her and Taylor who have lived in a wealthy and wealthy environment since childhood, such a picture is simply unimaginable.
After a simple circle at the bottom of this valley, everyone started on the road again. It was too early. They had to return to the camp before dark, otherwise the sudden drop in temperature at night would cause a lot of trouble.
"Do you have any thoughts?" Ryan asked Natalie in a low voice.
The two people walked behind the team, they were very familiar with each other. From the moment he entered the Blue John Canyon, Ryan felt that Natalie had some ideas.
“It’s a bit difficult to shoot on the spot.” Natalie temporarily put away the dv, “but it’s not impossible to solve it. A portable camera is a must. The canyon is too narrow, and the scene where Allen is trapped is best shot in the studio. As for the wide-angle lens, we can rent a helicopter to view the view."
"Long mirror, deep mirror, handheld camera, and some selfies of the male protagonist..." Natalie took Ryan and handed over the energy drink, took a sip, and continued. "This is a one-man show. I think the documentary approach is the most appropriate choice."
"You are the director." Ryan took the bottle that Natalie had returned and stuffed it into the bag behind him. "It's up to you to decide."
"But..." Natalie stretched out her free hand and took his arm. "The script and the story itself are too thin. I need a male protagonist who can support the entire movie."
When I was resting on the slope, I briefly discussed this issue, but did not come to a conclusion.
Those brown eyes fell on his face without knowing it. The corners of Ryan's mouth couldn't help but twitched, "Honey, don't you want me to play Allen?"
"As a director and producer." Natalie said very seriously, "I formally invite you. The crew of "The Dilemma of Life and Death" is looking forward to your joining."
"Can I say sorry?"
Seeing Natalie's slowly drooping eyelids, Ryan gently squeezed her tall nose, "Well, I'll notify Pat when I turn around. Negotiate a contract with Touchstone Pictures."
"Yeah~"
Nodding vigorously, Natalie stopped, turned around and kissed Ryan **** the cheek. "I knew you were the best to me."
"Hurry up, we're already behind." Ryan grabbed her hand and accelerated her feet a bit. Natalie patted his firm chest. "Also, Ryan, you want to go back. Lose some weight."
"I understand." Ryan made a okay gesture to her, "People who have been trapped for five days and five nights can't be as strong as me."
The two looked at each other and showed a tacit smile.
"When Allen was trapped, he took a day's life diary for himself."
Although speeding up the pace of catching up with the large forces in front, Natalie still continues the topic of the movie, "He promised to provide us with this record, but it cannot be passed on."
"These are just minor problems."
Turning the corner of the canyon, Ryan saw that Taylor and the others seemed to be watching the rock wall next to him, and he slowed down a little, "If the film propaganda needs it, I can make him a national hero like Antonio Mendez. "
Although she didn't answer the conversation, Natalie knew that Ryan was not exaggerating at all, and he had this ability now.
The two of them caught up with the big group and looked at the rock wall. They were some rock paintings with simple patterns, but with a primitive simplicity unique to history.
"This is a trace left by the ancient Indians." Alan Ruston pointed to some human-shaped line patterns and explained, "Five hundred years ago, this was a mysterious Indian settlement. They did not have their own words. The tribal elders used simple patterns to record the major events that occurred."
Listening to the other party's introduction, Ryan is coming to Scarlett's dv and assisting Natalie to shoot together.
Tyler in the crowd suddenly put his hands on his chest and walked toward the rock wall, seeming to want to see more real, his big sapphire eyes stared at the humanoid drawings representing the Indians, and subconsciously bit his right hand. Index finger.
"Quiet!" Scarlett whispered, "Everyone keep quiet, she may be inspired."
Except for Alan Ruston and his girlfriend, everyone else is very familiar with Taylor, so naturally they won't do anything at this time.
When Ryan saw it, he waved his hands to the crowd and signaled them to take a break first. It is estimated that they will not be able to leave in a short time.
Sure enough, Taylor quickly took the pen and notebook out of his backpack, and he would draw it for a while from time to time, and occasionally some untuned notes would pop out of his mouth.
"Indians..." The mumbled words were also inexplicable, "Alan Ruston... life and death dilemma... life? Love? Freedom? Desire?"
Except for the whirring wind and the strange sound made by Taylor, the canyon became extremely quiet. After this strange state was maintained for nearly forty minutes, Taylor closed his notebook and took a breath.
"Done?" Ryan walked over.
"It's almost there." Taylor turned his head and said to the rest of the group, "Sorry, everyone has been waiting so long, we can go."
After about five minutes, everyone walked out of the canyon, the sound of the wind almost disappeared, and the light from the sun that moved to the west fell on the body warmly.
"Want to listen to a song?" Taylor temporarily hung his backpack on Ryan's shoulder, "I wrote this new song."
"of course."
Without waiting for Ryan to speak, Natalie and Scarlett clapped their palms first, and when Alan Aston heard about it, they also yelled.
"The tune and lyrics may have some flaws."
Tyler made a few words of humility, and after trying his voice, he spit out an open and flexible singing voice.
"What do you make a living on, I am not interested, I want to know what you desire, do you dare to dream of the desire in your heart."
"How old are you, I am not interested. I want to know if you are willing to take risks, looking like a fool, for love, for your dreams, for the adventures of life."
"Why the planet is parallel to your moon, I am not interested. I want to know if you touched the core of your sorrow, if you were opened up by the betrayal of life, or became withered, for fear of more pain ."
This is just a new song that has just been written and has not been modified. When Taylor sings, the tunes are occasionally scattered, and the lyrics are not perfect, but the artistic conception contained in the music and lyrics can touch people's hearts, which is so much more. Some feelings.
"I want to know if you can live with pain, whether it's yours or mine, and don't want to hide it, eliminate it, fix it."
"I want to know if you can live with joy, whether it is yours or mine, can you dance with the wild, let the passion fill your fingertips to toes, instead of warning us to be careful, Be practical and remember the limitations of being a person."
It seems that I really feel the experience of the Indians and Alan Ruston’s dilemma. The new song written by the girl is very different from her past style, and I can hardly hear the kind of fullness. Infinite joyful tunes and lyrics.
"I'm not interested in whether the story you told me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint others in order to be sincere to yourself, and if you can bear the accusation of betrayal without betraying your soul. I want to know Can you be faithful and trustworthy."
"I want to know if you can see beauty, although not every day, can you find your source from where your life is..."
"That's it for the time being." Taylor looked at his friends next to him, "I need to modify it later."
"Very good, dear."
Ryan walked over, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com gently rubbed her little head wearing a cotton cap, "Very contagious songs, especially the lyrics, are very, very good!"
"Yeah, it's great." Natalie also walked over here, she frowned, thought about it for a few seconds, and said as she walked, "I think this song is very good as the theme song for the movie. what about you?"
Her questioning eyes swept across Ryan and Alan Ruston.
"I think it's appropriate." Alan Aston nodded in agreement, and then said, "Of course, you are professionals, I'm just suggesting."
"As long as Alison agrees." With an elegant shrug to Natalie, Ryan lowered his shoulders slightly and asked Taylor to take the backpack back. "I think it's totally feasible."
As for Miss Swift's opinion, she would definitely not shake her head in front of Natalie.
The rest of the day, Ryan and his team became ordinary tourists in Canyon National Park. Under the leadership of Alan Ruston, they visited the Golden Ladder, Elephant Gap, Devil's Pond and the famous high-altitude island. Returned to Los Angeles early Monday morning. (To be continued...) ()