Hollywood: The Greatest Showman Chapter 25: Indescribale Injury

Renly's gaze fell on Rami's buttocks. In fact, their military uniforms had long since rged into one after being completely covered in mud, making it difficult to accurately distinguish between the waist and buttocks. But seeing Rami's embarrassed posture, a ridiculous thought arose.

"Rami?" Renly's gaze remained on that small branch, kneeling on the ground with both knees, then leaned close to Rami's ear and whispered, "Is sothing stuck in your buttocks? Or is it in the middle..."

Before Renly could finish speaking, Rami hurriedly interrupted, "Yes, yes." The anxious gesture made Renly unable to hold back a burst of laughter, followed by biting his lip tightly to avoid bursting into laughter completely.

Renly patted Rami's shoulder. "Sensitive areas need professional attention." The mournful look fell into Rami's eyes. He gritted his teeth fiercely but still didn't know how to refute, so he simply lay down again, burying his head in his hands.

"What's going on?" Jas frowned, his eyes showing concern.

Renly didn't imdiately answer. Instead, he raised his head and said to the onlookers, "It's nothing, just a minor injury to Rami. He's just a bit inconvenienced."

Originally Renly ant that it was inconvenient for Rami to stand and walk. It could be an ankle injury or internal injury, using this as a reason to cover up for Rami. Unexpectedly, the onlookers all showed knowing expressions, their aningful looks all directed sympathetically towards Rami, leaving Renly puzzled—did his words have a double aning?

Jas leaned close to Renly's ear, lowering his voice. "Injured in the manly parts? Is it serious?"

Renly pondered the cause and effect in his mind, and widened his eyes, truly admiring everyone's imagination, and their thought processes were surprisingly unanimous. Looking at Rami lying embarrassed on the ground, Renly felt like he might have made things worse. But after careful consideration, he decided not to clarify this beautiful misunderstanding.

Renly whispered to Jas' ear, explaining Rami's situation briefly. This left Jas dumbfounded, looking incredulously at Rami. Getting confirmation from Rami with a nod, Jas gripped his thigh hard to prevent himself from bursting into laughter on the spot.

"So, I won the bet just now," Renly said solemnly, not forgetting their wager even at such a mont.

At first, Jas didn't want to admit defeat because Renly had bet on hitting the head, but now the position had shifted so much. But watching the dical staff lift Rami onto a stretcher as if carrying a corpse, Rami's legs straightened stiffly, looking comical. So, Jas nodded seriously, "You won."

"Renly? Renly?" Rami whispered softly, looking around, "Do the others not know, right? Huh?" But Rami received no response, looking around for Renly's figure, but the pain in his buttocks limited his movent, forcing him to lie down again. "Renly?"

Not far away, Renly and Jas had sneaked away to share the winnings—each with a cigarette.

Rami temporarily missed filming this scene due to injury, but it didn't have much impact. The real protagonist of this scene was Jas playing Robert Leckie. Everyone else was just extras. So, the crew quickly resud filming. As expected, this scene couldn't be completed in a day, it was already late at night, and they had to continue tomorrow.

Rami lay on the bed, closed his eyes, exhaustion creeping in, sending him into a semi-conscious state. Then he heard noises like crows in his ears, "This is definitely the most exciting behind-the-scenes footage of the crew! Reporters during the promotional period will love such anecdotes." "Maybe it will be popular on talk shows too." "I think so fans might want to see the wound..." "Or maybe make Big Eyes reenact the situation, did you really see clearly at that ti? Did the stick just 'plunge' in?"

The vivid and humiliating description finally made Rami unable to continue pretending to sleep. He opened his eyes, waiting eagerly for Renly and Jas sitting on the next bed. "You two!" Rami almost gritted his teeth, but because of the effort, his muscles twitched, and the muscles of his buttocks began to spasm, softening his montum.

Seeing this scene, Renly and Jas burst into laughter, almost laughing themselves into paralysis on the bed, unable to get up. In pain, Rami wanted to complain, wanted to argue, but he had no strength.

"Man, to be honest, it's not easy to get injured in such an indescribable place," Renly said sincerely, his eyes full of sincerity. "So what was the situation at the ti? Did you lunge forward and then raise your buttocks?"

While Renly explained, Jas reenacted the situation, lifting his buttocks high. "And then? Suddenly it 'bang'?" Renly cooperated by patting Jas' buttocks, and Jas exaggeratedly cried out and fell back on the bed, looking like sothing out of a Charlie Chaplin film.

Rami opened his mouth, thoughts swirling in his mind, but couldn't find an opportunity to refute. So he simply lowered his head and said, "Yes, that's it."

"Haha!" Renly and Jas laughed heartily, even high-fiving each other, which made Rami unable to help but laugh too. Then he gave up and shook his head helplessly, laughing heartily.

Finally, after the laughter subsided, Renly asked with concern, "Seeing your painful expression, didn't the doctor give you anesthesia? Or painkillers?"

Rami adjusted his posture. Laughing too hard just now made his stomach muscles ache, and when he tried to adjust, it pulled on his wound, causing excruciating pain. "No," Rami clenched his teeth. "Because the injury isn't very serious. Just resting for a night will be fine, so the doctor didn't give painkillers."

"Then it's better if the injury was more serious," Jas joked from the side.

Rami didn't have the breath to retort imdiately. He turned his head to refute Jas, but Renly gave Jas a disdainful look first. "Really, no consideration at all." Rami breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could feel relieved, Renly continued, "If the injury were too severe, it would be misunderstood by everyone."

Misunderstood, what misunderstanding?

Rami turned his head, looking at Renly and Jas speaking nonsense with a serious face, and under the excitent, he tried to sit up, but the pain from his wound swept over him. Renly stepped forward, pressing Rami's shoulder. "You need to rest well. Do you really want to worsen your condition?"

Rami felt that his wound was fine, but the internal injury was severe. If Renly continued, he might start spitting blood.

Seeing Rami's conflicted and depressed expression, Jas couldn't help but break the tension, laughing out loud. "Kid, I finally understand why Richard and his gang dare not provoke you anymore."

Renly spread his hands innocently. "I didn't do anything. I always insist on friendly relations. After all, I'm just a newcor, with no experience or background. It's important to get along with everyone, isn't it?"

After the tornt of training camp, Richard and the others quieted down for a while, but after arriving in Australia, they resud their old ways, uniting to ostracize Renly. However, rumors in the crew said that Richard targeted Renly because he confessed his love to him but was rejected. This made things interesting.

Richard was completely infuriated. To him, this news must have been fabricated by Renly, so he confronted him. Unexpectedly, Renly politely expressed respect, "I respect everyone's right to love, regardless of gender or age. Unfortunately, I can't accept it, but I would advise that we're not high school students anymore, so expressions of emotion can be more mature."

Faced with Renly's proper behavior, Richard was completely at a disadvantage. He was eager to explain, accusing Renly of fabricating facts and even cursing. In contrast, Renly did nothing and remained unresponsive, tolerating everything generously. In the eyes of others, everyone believed that Richard had acted out of love, and lost his reason.

Richard missed the opportunity due to his impulsiveness, and after that, it was incomprehensible. Richard was a typical male chauvinist and a supporter of white supremacy, not only racially discriminatory but also sexist. So being looked at by others with strange eyes was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Renly, how long did you rest the last ti you were injured?" Rami asked curiously.

"Uh, less than forty-eight hours," Renly recalled but found that his mory was a bit fuzzy. It was just a few weeks ago, but after staying in the crew for a long ti, he gradually integrated with Eugene, rging with the hardships of the battlefield. Those detailed mories began to blur.

At the ti, Tim told Renly: When you get injured, you'll feel lucky at first, then bored, and then guilty.

Renly finally understood what that ant. After being deeply imrsed in the harsh environnt of war, a strong sense of crisis becos a habit, even a kind of instinct, which can never be eliminated. What's worse, his comrades were still fighting on the battlefield, their lives hanging by a thread, while he lay on the sickbed, barely surviving.

"Don't worry. You'll be able to resu filming the day after tomorrow, before this outdoor scene ends," Renly sorted out his thoughts and patted Rami's shoulder. "When you co back, you'll perform even better."