Chapter 39

Books can also wander. If one day you find it wandering in some place, please put it on a shelf and give it a peaceful place to develop. Please give this book a peaceful shelf, and believe that it will reward you with a wonderful story!

"Action!"

At the command, the mirror board was lowered.

The camera panned back from the front of the car accident, showing two police officers holding the car doors, and a long line of cars jammed on the road.

"Oh, I hope no one is hurt," Kate quickly got into character, boredly pinching her chin and looking out the car window. "You're so quiet, Cole. Are you still mad that I missed your performance? I have to work two jobs; this is very important to us. I really wanted to be there."

Cole's expression suddenly changed, timidly looking at his mother and not daring to look out the other side of the window, somewhat melancholy but determined, "I can talk to you now, Mom."

"Talk?"

"Tell you my secret."

"…What is it?" Kate was not joking at this moment. She realized her son's expression was serious, and this would be an unusual conversation.

"You don't know what happened up ahead, do you?" Cole looked tense, but his eyes were firm and profound. Over the months of filming, this little boy had already conquered everyone with his unique gaze. "Someone is hurt."

"Really?"

"A lady, she's dead."

"Oh my God, can you see her?" Kate looked out the car window in surprise but saw nothing.

"Yes." Cole's eyes flickered.

"Where is she?"

"She's standing outside your window." Cole's voice was trembling.

Kate's body stiffened, turning around with a rigid expression, "You scared me, Cole."

At this moment, Chen Tiandu signaled to the cinematographer Lubezki, who decisively pushed the camera. On the other side of the window, a woman wearing a bicycle helmet with blood streaming down her head was standing there, looking into the car. "They sometimes scare me too." Cole's voice was trembling.

"…They?" Kate's body stiffened, her expression unnatural.

Cole bit his lip tightly and finally spat out a word, "Ghosts."

"…You can see ghosts?"

Cole nodded, "They need my help."

Kate: "…They talk to you and ask you to help them?"

"They used to scare me. Mom, what are you thinking? Do you think I'm a freak?"

Kate sighed, facing her son seriously, "Look at me, Cole. Mom will never think you're a freak, never. Understand?"

Cole nodded, and Kate sighed, pulling back her hair, "Let me think." She didn't know how to educate her child at this moment.

"Grandma says hello to you."

Kate was stunned, suddenly turning to stare at him.

"She said she's sorry for taking the pendant, she liked it so much."

Kate's eyes widened, "What?"

"Grandma sometimes comes to see me."

"Cole…" Kate's expression was rigid, hesitating to speak, "That's not right, you know Grandma has been dead for a long time."

"I know, she wants me to tell you…"

"Stop it." Kate suddenly interrupted him loudly, her hands restless.

"She wants me to tell you that she saw you dance." Cole insisted, his eyes shimmering with tears.

Kate was finally shocked, turning her head again in disbelief. But the two times she turned her head, her expressions were completely different. This was a sign of Kate's improved acting, and her performance was elevated by Haley's excellent acting.

"She said you had a fight with her when you were little, right before your dance performance. You thought she didn't want to see you dance. She did. She was hiding in the back, and you didn't see her. She said you looked like an angel. She said you once went to her grave and asked her a question. She said the answer is… every day! What did you ask her?"

Kate was already sobbing, completely believing her child, "I… did I make her proud?"

"Mom." The tears in Cole's eyes finally fell, and he threw himself into his mother's arms. The two hugged tightly.

This scene captured the facial expressions very well, and the cinematographer remembered Chen Tiandu's instructions. This scene was shot with two different lenses, and he was waiting for the young director's command.

"Good, cut!"

Chen Tiandu had been waiting for this moment, and the final shot lingered on the embracing mother and son.

When Chen Tiandu shouted "cut," the feeling of the first "action" at the beginning of the film came back, but he knew clearly that completing the film was only half the work. There was still editing, music, post-production, rating reviews, promotion, and distribution to be done.

"Ladies and gentlemen, 'The Sixth Sense' is officially wrapped today!"

Chen Tiandu excitedly waved the megaphone and shouted, finally taking the first step in his film dream. His words were met with enthusiastic responses from everyone on set, whether crew members or extras, all clapping and cheering.

"Thank you, Greg. Your makeup skills are amazing, and I hope we can work together again." He found the makeup artist Greg Cannom and shook his hand. Greg's horror makeup was so realistic that he would definitely be arrested by the police if he walked down the street.

Greg Cannom smiled and shook his hand, "Thank you. You're an excellent director and actor. I also want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to work. This is the first time I've been in charge of makeup for a film, and I appreciate your trust."

There was also the cinematographer Lubezki, whose photography was very distinctive. Carsonberg was somewhat impressed, and it proved that Chen Tiandu's judgment was excellent. When forming the crew, he only chose two people, a makeup artist and a cinematographer, who turned out to be the two most outstanding behind-the-scenes personnel.

"Dr. Malcolm, how was my performance?" Haley came over to claim credit.

Chen Tiandu said seriously, "Fantastic. Among all the child actors in Hollywood, I can only think of Natalie Portman who can match you. Your future is limitless, Haley, and it's an honor to work with you."

"Thank you, hehe. I'm also glad to work with you." Haley extended her hand like a little adult, and Chen Tiandu smiled and shook it.

Chen Tiandu looked at Kate again, gently hugged her, and kissed her face. "Congratulations, you're wrapped."

"Hehe, same to you." There was no need for more words between them.

He took the megaphone and loudly attracted everyone's attention, "Thank you all. Three months ago, we might have been strangers, but a film brought us together. How many people in life just pass by, and we might not even have the chance to exchange a glance or a word. It's an honor to meet and work with all of you. Here, I want to thank everyone again, thank you, thank you all, thank you to all the actors and crew members of 'The Sixth Sense'!"

There was a round of applause, and Chen Tiandu handed the megaphone to Carsonberg, who smiled, showing his red gums, and said, "Everyone, the wrap party is tonight, see you there."

"Yay!"

On February 20, 1998, Chen Tiandu finally completed his first self-written, self-directed, and self-acted film, "The Sixth Sense," a memorable day!

At the party, people were coming and going, toasting and chatting. Chen Tiandu toasted with many people, reminiscing. After a while, he finally finished and noticed that Kate hadn't spoken for a long time. Turning around, their eyes met, and he gazed into her deep, blue, captivating eyes. His lips moved, but the words got stuck in his throat.

It was the first time he had looked at her face so closely, the tip of his nose filled with her fragrance. Unconsciously, their heads slowly moved closer, their hot breaths touching each other's faces. Chen Tiandu wrapped his arms around her waist, her eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes slowly closed as their lips met.

Their lips touched, tongues intertwined, soft and delicate. Both were breathing heavily, and Chen Tiandu suddenly pulled Kate and walked, pushing open several doors, all occupied. He decided to head straight to the hotel rooftop.

Kate looked at him in disbelief, "This is a hotel."

"I know." Pushing open the rooftop door, the air suddenly cleared. There was no one around, only the wind blowing. Chen Tiandu wrapped his arms around Kate's waist and pressed her against the wall. Seeing his passionate gaze, Kate finally said nothing, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately.

A few minutes later, the rooftop echoed with unrestrained cries.