The next day, the snow continued to fall, gradually obstructing the view. When Charles got up, he found that the lawn outside had turned completely white, guessing that it had snowed all night.

He deliberately took a break today and didn't get up early.

After filming that scene yesterday, Kubrick seemed to realize that the intensity of the filming schedule had been too high, and surprisingly gave them a day off.

Before this, they had hardly had any extra rest time, except when they received the newly revised script.

Therefore, Charles decided to take advantage of this rare opportunity to visit a nearby ski resort, otherwise he didn't know when he would have such free time again.

There's a line in The Shining that goes something like, "If you only work and don't play, even a smart Jack will become stupid."

However, he originally wanted to go to the ski resort alone, but Jack insisted on coming with him.

This guy said he was worried about the dangers of him going out alone as a child, but actually he was afraid of being dragged away by Kubrick to study the script, something Ciel had already figured out.

Boom boom boom!

"Hey, Ciel, we should head out!"

Jack, wearing a somewhat outdated leather jacket, pushed open the door and appeared in front of Ciel, patting him on the shoulder as if he couldn't wait any longer.

"F*** you, Jack, could you please not barge into my room next time? I have privacy too, you know!"

Ciel hadn't even had time to put on his pants, so he grabbed a piece of clothing to cover himself and then used his other hand to push Jack toward the door.

"You're a six-year-old, what do you think you'd care about these things? Let me tell you, when I was your age, I was already bringing my girlfriend home. That's what you call..."

boom!

The door had been slammed shut by Charles, and the noise outside immediately ceased, making it much quieter.

He quickly grabbed his pants and put them on, who knew when Jack might suddenly burst in again.

......

"Ciel, what do you think of my leather jacket? Does it show off my charm?"

"Uh...it suits your age group quite well, and it matches your temperament very well too."

Charles looked up and glanced at Jack walking beside him. Jack had a fierce look on his face, and with his bald head, it was no wonder that passersby avoided them.

"Hi, beautiful lady, do you know me?"

"What? Hey, that's not my child! I don't know him at all! I'm single! Don't go!"

Charles quietly distanced himself from the man. He remembered that the guy had been married for a long time and had several children, but it seemed that he had divorced later.

He couldn't quite remember, but Jack was a notorious playboy in Hollywood, hanging out with Marlon Brando and his group of less-than-respectable actors every day, and frequently throwing parties.

By the way, Marlon Brando is the actor who won the Academy Award for Best Actor for "The Godfather". If we were to rank the scumbags and playboys among the Best Actor winners, these two would definitely be on the list.

Charles sighed, put on his goggles, and headed towards the snow mountain ferry stairs. He had come here to relax and ski, not to watch Jack flirt with other people.

only......

He glanced at himself, which was covered in soft, plush toy pads. Jack had forced himself to wear them, since a six-year-old skiing child needed some safety precautions.

The movement was somewhat difficult, but not too bad, and the impact was minimal. He had learned to ski for a while before, of course, in his previous life.

Just then.

Charles saw that an argument seemed to be taking place not far away, and many people around had already been drawn to it.

"F*** you, I'm warning you! Don't follow me anymore, or you'll be explaining yourself to the cops!"

"Hey Judy, don't be so angry. I just wanted to invite you to dinner. Besides, you know my father is an investor in your movie, and he really wants..."

What's going on? Is it just a coincidence or is it the real person? Charles initially thought it was just a coincidence, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was indeed Jodie Foster and...

WTF, how could it be that John guy from yesterday?

Charles frowned. He vaguely remembered that the assassin of Reagan's assassination in his previous life seemed to be a rich second-generation. His identity and age seemed to match up.

So, this John is actually that crazy fan who's a bit mentally unstable?

Charles hadn't expected that this guy would get so attached to Judy so quickly; it was completely unexpected and even caught him off guard.

He thought for a moment and realized he had to find a way to help Judy out of this predicament. He couldn't let the man continue to harass her; he didn't dare gamble if something rash happened.

......

Judy crossed her arms and looked at John, who was standing in front of her, with a wary expression. This guy had inexplicably come after her today; he was like a persistent ghost.

She had met him before on the set of "The Little Fox," but she didn't have a very good impression of this playboy back then.

This guy smelled like he was high, the kind of guy who gets into bed with a different woman every day. Judy didn't want to get entangled with him; she hated that kind of guy the most.

John remained standing there, rambling on and on:

"Judy, I think there might be some misunderstanding between us..."

Just as Judy was about to get angry and refuse, she suddenly heard several shouts coming from above the ski slope:

"careful!!!"

boom!

A figure sped down at incredible speed, crashing directly into John and sending him flying!

"Ciel!? Are you alright?!"

Judy almost cried out in surprise. She never expected to run into Charles here, especially in this way. She quickly ran over and pulled Charles up from the ground.

As for John, who was lying to the side, she didn't even glance at him.

Charles touched his head, feeling a little dizzy. He hadn't controlled his speed well when sliding down. Children are too light and are more prone to losing speed, which is very dangerous.

Fortunately, the plush toy pads protected him, so he wasn't seriously injured. At this moment, he really had to thank Jack. If it weren't for Jack's reminder, Ciel would never have worn these things.

I just don't know where this guy is messing around now, otherwise why would he use such a dirty trick? He could just have Jack come and help him out.

"Ciel, what are you doing here?" Judy asked as she helped Ciel up.

"Ouch, that hurts a bit. Be gentle... Shouldn't I be asking you that? How did you end up in a place like this?"

Ciel touched the spot where he had been bumped, looked up at Judy, and she replied:

"Huh? Isn't it normal for me to come here on vacation after filming a movie? But you, are you here with the crew of 'The Shining' shooting scenes?"

Charles paused for a moment, then realized that it made sense. Films like "The Little Fox" weren't complicated to make, unlike "The Shining," which would take a long time to film. But that was all Kubrick's fault.

The two walked away talking, and no one noticed that John was still lying on the ground behind them.

After a while, passersby found ski resort staff and called an ambulance to take the man to the hospital...

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