Lance in front of him had a calm, even indifferent, restrained but sharp look hidden in the mist, which made Charlize firmly believe that if necessary, he would not hesitate to open her wound again, without any pity or hesitation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Charlize gasped for breath and looked at Lance quietly, searching every detail of his expression, as if the fleeting look was just an illusion on her part. Lance is still the asshole who kills decisively and does not compromise on all means, no, he is a cold-blooded, ruthless, cruel and violent demon.

Charlize took another step, her steps were so heavy that she could barely lift them, step by step, and finally stopped when she was still three steps away from Lance, she raised an eyebrow and looked at Lance defiantly, "So what? ”

Hearing Charlize's voice, the crew was awakened - Lance still did not express his opinion on the scene just now, whether the shooting passed or did not pass this time, Lance was the only one who had the right to make a decision - although the performance just now was wonderful, but in fact, the filming process was wrong, Charlize had difficulty getting rid of the manipulator equipment, the ropes were entangled, causing her to struggle several times, and then after the manipulator was taken off, Charlize was mixed with garlic in his footsteps, and almost tripped himself up, This also does not correspond to the dress rehearsal.

In other words, the scene is seriously flawed.

So, all eyes were cast on Lance, waiting for Lance's verdict.

Lance could clearly feel the scorching gaze surging in, but he didn't care, and met Charlize's sharp gaze intently, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he said lightly, "Pass." Those so-called flaws are actually the best portrayal of Ferrosa's state of mind, which looks incoherent on the surface, interrupting the fluidity of the performance, but instead making the character three-dimensional.

In fact, Lance has two choices, choose the camera smoothly, ensure that those flaws do not exist, and ensure that the context of the whole scene is clearer, like a flowing water, with the magnificent scene later, the visual impact will be more powerful, then this means that it must be reshot; Choosing to perform smoothly and using Ferrosa's character's state of mind to drive the whole scene, while the rhythm of the camera is interrupted, in exchange for the transformation and sublimation of the character's psychology, this will play an important role in the integrity of the story, which also means that Charlize has no problem with the scene just now.

Lance chose the latter.

"Pass", when this sentence was uttered, the entire staff collectively applauded. Only when you really watch different acting skills and different presentations can you really feel the difference in performance. Charlize's scene just now really conquered everyone, so much so that now the applause is naturally cathartic.

Charlize didn't feel much glee, but took three steps forward again—yes, three steps, and she slowly approached Lance, completely smoothing the distance between the two men. Charlize's height of 5.8 feet (177 centimeters) was half a head shorter than Lance, but at this time, the two of them stood face to face, I don't know if it was because of the undulating terrain of the desert, Charlize's momentum was not inferior, and he was on a par with Lance, and the tense duel between the tip of the needle and the wheat mang made the air almost freeze, and the noise around him seemed to be fragmented.

Lance's pupils slowly contracted, like a Persian cat, not retreating, not advancing, not even making any superfluous movements, just standing calmly in place, the dangerous light in his eyes hidden in the playful smile at the corners of his mouth, slowly, slowly watching Charlize's every move, as if aiming at the cheetah whose prey was ready to attack at any time.

"Never do it again!" Charlize almost gritted his teeth, word by word, squeezed out from between his teeth, word by word, "Forever!" No! ”

The words were concise and clear, but with a monstrous rage, slamming into Lance's head like a wave. Charlize was warning Lance, warning Lance about the way she directed the show just now, she didn't like it, she didn't like it at all, she hated it, she had to let Lance know that this was her bottom line.

Lance slowly lowered his head, trying to smooth out the last bit of distance between the two men, and his breath, which had become too hot from exhaustion and excitement, slowly approached, like tentacles vigilantly probing, and then suddenly entwined together, and the air between the two began to boil and gurgle.

Charlize's heart tightened involuntarily, and her eyes were as deep as a black hole in the starry sky, so she couldn't find room to dodge. Charlize grinded her teeth slightly, and she began to think seriously: "Should I be a slap in the face to Lance?" Or give him a slap in the face//legs? The danger signal in his eyes also began to sound, and the smell of gunpowder was spreading, and it seemed that he was on the verge of exploding at any moment.

Just when Lance was about to touch the tip of Charlize's nose, his head suddenly staggered, and then accelerated, and the bodies of the two people were almost tightly pressed together, leaving only a piece of paper space in the middle, but the air in this "piece of paper" space had completely disappeared and turned into a vacuum, as if the hearts were directly colliding together.

"Then do your job." The demon's whisper sounded in Charlize's ears, light and weightless, but like a slap in Charlize's face, this is the most powerful counterattack.

Charlize gritted his teeth so hard that he was almost about to crush, and then she saw Lance gradually straighten up, and his expression still didn't change, making people just want to tear off the mask and see his embarrassed appearance. Suddenly, Charlize's anger subsided like a tide, and the corners of his mouth smiled instead of anger, outlining a charming/bewitching smile, exhaling like an orchid, and whispering in Lance's ear, "I think I've achieved my goal worthwhile." With that, Charlize took a small half step back, widening the distance between her and Lance, and winked slyly, "Isn't it?" ”

"Isn't it", a rhetorical question, a direct touchdown - even Lance gave recognition to this scene just now, and recognized Charlize's performance.

Charlize no longer waited for Lance's reaction, raised his steps and passed Lance, walking in the direction of the staff without any hesitation.

At this time, the entire crew was already dumbfounded. In the eyes of outsiders, Lance and Charlize were clearly hugging and kissing just now! Hugs! Hot kiss! Get in touch with the public! Hugs and kisses! The surging spark made the mouth dry, and it didn't need any words to explain it at all. But...... But they all know it's impossible, so what's going on? What really happened between these two people?

"Hey, hey!" Charlize clapped his hands to reawaken everyone's attention, "Today's work isn't over yet, I don't want to miss the shoot, someone's anger is no joke." Charleze pouted and gestured to Lance, who was standing not far behind, causing the staff to chuckle, but then they all shut their mouths - still curious, but finally retracted their attention.

Turning her gaze, Charlize saw Emma. Emma, who is in her youthful years, has been in the crew for less than two months, and her body is like a green onion drawer, and her delicate skin and moving eyes make people can't take their eyes off.

At this time, Emma's expression was a little stunned, and she was a little sluggish, looking at Charlize in a daze, but her eyes stayed not far behind him. Charlize turned her head, and then she saw Lance's back to work, no different than usual, and she knew that he had put that mask on again, just like her.

He is the same kind of person as her, using a mask to protect himself tightly, hiding the deepest secrets of his heart, and the most true self, just because he is too afraid of being hurt, even at the expense of hurting others to defend himself. So he would know her mood so well that he could effortlessly speak of her fears; So he will suffer, and Ferrosa has the same emotions on him; That's why he's so dangerous, like a beast trapped in a cage, blindly and madly hurting anyone who tries to get close, even if it's by mistake.

She had just understood this, so she put away all her minions. Maybe he had already seen through her disguise, so he chose her to play Ferosa.

Turning around, Charlize looked at Emma again, and in those flickering eyes she saw something familiar, and deep down she couldn't help but sigh softly, because she knew better than anyone how difficult trust was for her, and presumably Lance was the same.

Charlize walked up to Emma and patted Emma's shoulder gently, which startled Emma, and the scattered focus focused on Charlize in a bit of panic, and then Emma heard Charlize's voice with a little bit of exhaustion and a little bit of laziness saying, "Come on, it always takes courage to challenge Mount Everest, but standing on the peak, the scenery is also the best." ”

Emma is a little baffled, Everest? What is it?

However, Charlize ignored Emma's doubts at all, turned around and left straight to prepare for the next scene. Girl's feelings are always poetry, it's good to be young. The smile on the corner of Charlize's mouth couldn't help but be lightly outlined, and the heavy emotions of the shooting just now seemed to be alleviated a lot.

Emma stood still, looking at Charlize's back, then at Lance's silhouette, confused. For a while, I remembered the intimacy between Lance and Charlize just now, and I was a little discouraged; But for a while, I remembered the performance that Charlize gave under the guidance of Lance just now, and I was a little excited; For a while, I thought about my next shooting, and I was a little apprehensive...... The chaotic thoughts turned into a long breath, clenched his fists, and secretly cheered himself on.

"You can do it! Yes, you can do it! Looking up again, Emma's gaze was filled with determination and confidence, as if even the raging winds of Namibia could not shake it. (To be continued.) )