The story structure of "Killing with a Knife" has changed after several revisions. The scene chosen by Lance can be seen as a crucial turning point in the whole story.

Until then, Vincent had always held the initiative and suppressed Max to the death, and all Max could resist was to throw Vincent's briefcase under the bridge, like a fifth-grade kid throwing a tantrum; But after this scene, Max was forced to the extreme, and the physical confrontation was at a disadvantage, but the strong mental strength made him gradually regain the initiative, facing the oppression of a professional killer, for Max, who was just an ordinary taxi driver, it was obviously not an easy task, but at least he found a pen fun www.biquge.info.

In short, it is the moment when the left hand and the right hand collide together during the demonstration that Lance just presented, and the shape shì is reversed.

The backdrop of this scene is that Max destroys Vincent's briefcase, Vincent's kill list is missing, and he has two mission targets that he has not been able to kill. Therefore, Vincent had to find the mastermind behind the scenes again and obtain the information of the last two people, but since Vincent never had direct contact with the client - to avoid his true face being exposed, Max had to pretend to be Vincent under Vincent's threat and talk to Felix face to face.

This scene is the confrontation between Max and Felix, the mastermind behind the scenes, once Felix sees through Max's disguise, then death awaits him. This is a dance of life on the tip of a flaming sword.

Although this scene is not Max's most difficult scene, it can be said to be the most explosive scene in the whole film. In the story of "Murder with a Knife", the rivalry between Max and Vincent is the most difficult and challenging scene, and the delicate changes in the heart and the tension of the confrontation atmosphere are extremely demanding for the actors.

But Lance knew very well that none of the four men in front of him were acting experts, and they couldn't see the power of the skillful and swordless performances - and it also required the cooperation of the actors. Their judging criteria for acting skills are more explosive, such as sadness hitting the heart, such as panic to fragmentation. For example, fear breaks down the defense line, and the kind of clip that suddenly explodes all emotions is often more shocking.

So, Lance picked the scene – tailored to the four people in front of him.

On the surface. Lance was so calm that he didn't need any preparation at all, and every scene was at his fingertips, but anyone with acting experience knew that it was impossible. Even the script for "Killing with a Knife" was written by Lance. But the memory of the details of the lines and the transformation of the plot still needs to be reawakened, not to mention, the performance is the most important thing.

So, Lance asks Wade to familiarize himself with the lines, which is also to buy himself more time to prepare, and he is trying to get himself into Max's world.

Time was of the essence, and it was impossible for Lance to prepare seriously, not to mention that it had been too long since the last performance, as if a century had elapsed. All the qiē about the performance became incomparably unfamiliar, incomparably distant, incomparably cold. However, the experience of playing on Broadway in the previous life and the continuous performance of accidents made Lance quickly calm down, and after the blood boiled to the extreme, it calmed down, just like magma, but the slowly flowing calm water hides a huge energy, those passions that he thought had disappeared made his limbs relax like never before, those memories that he thought had faded made his feelings completely calm, and those dreams that he thought had collapsed made his spirit highly concentrated.

So strange, yet so familiar.

Max is just an ordinary citizen of Kojing, who drives a taxi diligently. But disaster fell from the sky, and he was inexplicably involved in the killing night of a professional killer. When he realizes that his passenger is a cold-blooded killer, the fear and panic almost make him collapse in place. The tremor that hung by a thread was like an octopus, grabbing his heart so hard that he was about to stop breathing. He wanted to run away, like a coward, like an ordinary person, to turn around and run away, he was not a hero. He also doesn't have panties or a cape, and the only thing he can do is keep himself alive.

But what about after the failed escape? He forced himself to calm down, but it was obviously not an easy task, so he began to repel, to become angry, to hate, and even to rebel childishly. Even so, Vincent was unwilling to let him go, and Vincent once again pushed him to the edge of the cliff - Felix was not Vincent, and Vincent still needed him to continue driving a taxi to carry him to all corners of the city on missions, at least he still had a little use for Vincent; But Felix doesn't need to, he is a cold-blooded and cruel gang boss who treats life like a mustard, and a little mistake can make him fall into the abyss and into darkness.

The fear made his legs tremble, and even though he tried to pretend to be calm, his body would not listen; The cynical disgust made his heart like a withered leaf in the bleak autumn wind, and the initiative was completely out of his hands. The thirst for life, the anger at Vincent, the fear and rejection of Felix...... All emotions collided in his chest, breaking his defenses and his sanity.

"Vincent only sees those who are in Klija, but he won't see you personally." Wade didn't give Lance much of a chance to react, just glanced at the lines at a glance, and then spoke directly. He wasn't a philanthropist, and now that Lance had surrendered the initiative, he didn't mind being the executioner at all - he never thought Lance was qualified to play against Tom. "Okay, now you're here. Why? ”

Lance raised his gaze, and instead of immediately starting to perform, he showed a shallow smile, and his eyes swept over Peter, Shirley, and Wade, and he could clearly see the tolerance and thoughtfulness in their eyes, not because they were full of hope, but because of pity - like the sympathy of a condemned prisoner standing on the gallows.

Wade had already started reading his lines, but Lance was still not ready, and such an audition was a complete disaster. However, Shirley doesn't think about it, Wade barely leaves Lance time to prepare; She would only see Lance's panic and sluggishness, which also meant that Lance's hope was being snuffed out little by little.

Sometimes, admiring a death sentence is even grander than the ebb and flow of the tide, the rise and fall of the sun.

Lance's gaze finally fell on Brad, and he lowered his voice, "Can you lend me your glasses?" Brad couldn't help but be stunned, but still took the glasses out of the pocket of his suit jacket and handed them to Lance. It was a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which matched Brad's age, but it didn't quite fit Lance, but Lance put them on anyway.

Lance was not short-sighted, and after putting on his glasses, his head couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, but fortunately it was not very strict.

Wade was a little impatient, Lance's movements seemed to him to be just a dying struggle, it was simply a superfluous move, he squinted at Shirley and Peter, temporarily suppressed the irritability in his heart, and raised his voice again, "Why? "It seems to remind Lance: it's your turn.

Then, Wade saw Lance move his gums a little nervously, his slightly trembling jaw and the rolling Adam's apple with saliva leaked his panic, and even his breathing began to rapid, and he could clearly see that he breathed deeply through his nose, and even his body trembled slightly back and forth uncontrollably, and the panic of lack of preparation was suppressed and turbulent slowly permeating his vision.

This made Wade laugh in his heart, he thought that Lance was a character, calm enough. But now it seems that he is still overestimating after all, and just this moment of panic has destroyed all the image that Lance had previously shown in the negotiation process.

Wade saw Lance slowly raise his eyes, those blue eyes were hidden behind the thick lenses of the gold-wire glasses, covered with a layer of mist, and the panicked pupils pretended to look at Wade calmly, but the trembling and retreat in the depths of the blue were like a bison hidden in the thick fog, and the looming outline stirred up the fog, as if some movement could be seen, but it was uncertain.

This is not Reims.

Wade only felt that his heart contracted suddenly, the man in front of him was definitely not Lance, although he was still in a suit and leather shoes, although he was still neat and decent, but all the momentum up and down his body was restricted, and the dazzling light was all covered under the glasses, ordinary and ordinary, and even the hard face lines became blurred, at this time Lance was thrown into an occasion of a party of 100 people, even if he stood in the center, no one would pay attention, and the temperament of the whole person changed dramatically.

Wade couldn't believe his eyes, the person in front of him was obviously Lance, but not Lance, that strange touch grabbed his throat in an instant, and he only felt goosebumps appear on his entire back, but he couldn't shiver, only the muscles were gradually becoming stiff.

"I'm missing." Lance spoke, the voice as if it had come from the depths of his throat, weightless and light, and even one suspected that the tail note was about to be swallowed, the cautious caution and the imminent fear hidden in the slurred voice. If you close your eyes, it seems to be someone else.

Then, you can faintly hear the sound of teeth clashing slightly, not the kind of teeth fighting up and down because of fear, but the kind that resolutely clenches your teeth, the pressure that forces you to be calm and strong spreads in the air, but when the voice overflows your lips again, it still hasn't changed much, "That list." "It's like a wisp of green smoke, and it blows away.

This is not Reims; This is Max. (To be continued.) )

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