"Shawey, listen to me before you speak, before you drag me away as a slave. Jean-Argent stood up and began to walk slowly in circles with Shavier, like a beast of prey, but burst out with an unwavering belief that when a man has something to protect, he will become incomparably stronger, even more powerful than he can imagine.

This is the first official meeting between Jean-Agen and Savoy after revealing his true identity, there is no panic, no cramped apprehension, and Jean-Jean who fell into the dust again, but he is more courageous than when he was mayor, and his eyes burst out with an unflinching light, even if he is standing in front of thousands of troops, even if there is an abyss behind him, he is still not afraid!

So, Jean-Argent assumed a bullfighting posture and began to wrestle with Savoy.

On the huge stage, Savoy stood like a lighthouse, standing still in the center and on the left, while Jean-Argent slowly turned in a counterclockwise direction from the right side of the hospital bed, and his movements outlined the tense muscles of his body, as if he was ready to attack at any moment.

Between the contrast of stillness and movement, the status, momentum, class, etc. of the two people are all vividly displayed, especially the powerful power contained in the body movements, which is eye-catching.

"This poor woman left behind a lonely child, and no one but me wanted to take care of her. Jean-Argent straightened up and stated the truth, "Be merciful, just give me three days." ”

Shawei didn't speak, just made a move, drew his long sword, and still stood in place, then raised his right hand high, stretched it out, and aimed the tip of the sword at Ran-Agen, which was the best statement.

"I swear! I'll be back in three days, I'll be back!" Ran-Agen's footsteps in circles still did not stop, like an agile cheetah, the primitive and rough texture, invisibly, once again clearly divided the aura between the two people, and Fantine, who was lying next to him, pushed this absurd sense of confrontation to the extreme.

Shawey's footsteps finally began to move, one step at a time, and one step at a time, pushing towards Jean-Argent, shaking his head gently and shouting, "You must think I'm crazy and have been hunting you down for so many years!"

Clearly aware of the oppression, Jean-Agen turned around and tore a long wooden stick from the wall, acting as a long sword, and began to confront Shawey, but the distance between the two men was still not closer, and the tense atmosphere gradually began to climb.

"A man like you will never repent!" Shawe put his legs together, his head held high, his sword outstretched, and he claimed to be fair, and challenged Jean-Agen to a duel in a knightly style.

However, Jean-Agen had no formal weapons, and it was never a fair showdown, and at the same time, Savoy did not even glance at Fantine, the inferior people who sold their bodies were not worth mentioning to him, and he was also a member of the criminals, and Chavoy simply denied Jean-Argent's defense.

He didn't understand, and he didn't want to know, what these people had been through. Because in his opinion, he has experienced everything like them, but he is a good law-abiding citizen, and these criminals who have broken the law must be caught in a net, and only in this way can society return to peace.

So Savoy straightened his back, and fixed his eyes on Jean-Argent as if a hunter were aiming at his prey, and denounced in a terrible voice, "You kind of man!"

The disdainful tone and disdainful eyes drew a gap between the two of them!

In the center of the stage, Jean-Agen and Savoy finally stood side by side, one left and one right,-for-tat.

In the glimmer of light on the left, Jean-Agen slowly straightened up, as if carrying the weight of the times and fate, and was fighting with all his might, and in the glare on the right, Shawei raised his chin and looked down condescendingly at his ant-like opponent, a trace of disdain flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The atmosphere that was tense to the extreme finally broke out completely!

"Believe it or not!" said Jean-Argent, raising his voice.

"People like you will never repent!" Shawei didn't listen at all, and scolded back by hitting the wall.

"I promised to be responsible!" Jean-Argent pleaded again.

"People like you will never repent!" Shawe reiterated his position again!

One left channel, one right channel, two people sang loudly at the same time, the sound waves of strength collided together, not sequentially, not staggered, but expressed their views in unison, the strong sparks of the strong confrontation began to burn, and the whole theater could only hear bursts of rumbling thunder, lightning and thunder, mighty sounds.

"You don't know my past!" - "No!24061!"

"I just stole a loaf of bread!" - "My duty is to uphold the law, and you have no right to argue with me!"

There is no fancy, no disguise, no room, in the face of the confrontation, Savoy, who occupies the moral high ground, easily completely defeats all the justifications of Jean-Argent, and the momentum is rising little by little, almost crushing Jean-Agen.

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Overwhelmed, truly overwhelmed, the huge amount of information rushed in, not to mention the time and space to think, as if the breathing began to become difficult, and the momentum of the stormy waves continued to vent down, and Mark Lacanter could only sit on the chair and accept the baptism in jaw.

The words and melody are intertwined, completely shattering all emotions, but Mark is not chaotic at all, the fierce lyrics set off a stormy wave, but it is magically distinct, and the confrontation between the back and forth is like a wave after wave, overlapping and pouring down:

The confrontation between self-proclaimed justice and social reality, the confrontation between the ruling class and the impoverished people, the intersection of the moral high ground and the cruel life, not only entangled the fate of Jean-Agen and Xavier, but also the entire social situation and the background of the times, and that anger began to bubble in the ears.

Ezra Miller plays Shawei, tall as a pine, terrifying, the majesty of the high, as if representing the judgment of the law and the overlook of God, little by little the criminals in front of him into the dust, there is no doubt that Savoy has the absolute upper hand, in this head-to-head confrontation, Savoy is the judge.

However, Mark's eyes can't take his eyes off Jean-Argent, played by Ranley Hall.

He knew that this was a confrontation scene, this was a confrontation between the courts, an equal confrontation, and the two sides showed a strong momentum without backing down, bursting out unimaginable sparks, and all the emotions and information rushed down like a turbulent waterfall, making people completely indulge in that magnificent momentum.

But, he still can't help it.

In Jean-Argent's body, he saw struggle and embarrassment. Jean-Argent did not lie or quibble, he freely admitted his identity and accepted the verdict of fate honestly and uprightly, but the anger in his heart, the anger from poverty and bitter cold, the anger against society and the times, completely exploded in Fantine.

In the body of the soul that died young, Jean-Argent saw his former self. The only difference is that he was redeemed by Bishop Mirière and reborn, while Fantine did not have such an opportunity, he longed to help Fantine, he longed to help Cosette, for guilt, but also for redemption, like the reincarnation of fate.

So, Jean-Argent is backing down, explaining, explaining, pleading.

In the confrontation, Jean-Agen retreated again and again, revealing a touch of sadness and sorrow in his tough voice, and those vivid pictures couldn't help but appear in his mind, Jean-Argent, who was desperate because of hunger and chose to steal bread, fell into the mud because of his livelihood, and was forced to force Fantine to be a prostitute. struggling on the line of survival, but reduced to prisoners and corpses.

However, Savoy was still aggressive.

In the confrontation, Ran-Arjean had no way to retreat, the tough voice gradually became firmer, the slowly erected backbone and slowly clenched fists, from passive resistance, humble as dust, to active attack, forced to fight, the whole change of mentality was vividly displayed.

In just a few lines of lyrics, the change of body language and the change of singing loudly sketched a majestic picture in Mark's mind, it was the life of Jean-Argent, that was the life of Fantine, that was also the appearance of the times, there was no need to think at all, and a steady stream of shocks came surgingly.

How could his eyes leave Lan Li? How could his mind leave Lan Li?

The power of the performance and the foreshadowing of the plot are all integrated into the characters, and in this strong confrontation, the whole line bursts out, and the ears and eyes are almost insufficient, wonderful!

This is a two-person turn between Savoy and Jean-Jean, and this is still a triangular battle of Savoy, Fantine and Jean-Jean, but all the core, all the focus, and all the essence are all condensed in Lan Li's body.

Although Lan Li has been collecting the performance, inward, inward, and inward, trying his best to maintain the balance of the scene, the profound background in the performance is based on the plot and characters, bursting out with unimaginable shock, making the audience's souls tremble.

It is always said that television is the art of screenwriting, film is the art of directing, and drama is the art of actors.

It was only at this moment that Mark finally understood the meaning of this sentence, on this stage, in this world, the details and aura of the performance were perfectly integrated, as if nothing could be seen, but everything was felt, the vast world was spread out in front of his eyes, and he could only marvel and praise reverently, and then paint a speck of dust into the world of Victor Hugo's pen, looking up at history.

In the line of sight, Jean-Argent finally straightened his waist completely, and in an instant, a fierce and surging momentum burst out, forcibly shocking Sha Wei in place, and the confrontation and transformation in that moment were enough to make people cry!