Jessica stands on the side of the stage, a semi-finished western bar, with a T-shaped stage in the center, leading to the bar's counter, with actors lined up in front of the bar, and the booths in front of the bar are also full of extras, making the whole bar look lively.

However, the bar is only built in the center, with huge green screens on both sides, and the rest of the bar will be completely reliant on post-production computer effects. Therefore, when standing on the set and watching, it not only seems simple, but also has an inexplicable sense of absurdity.

Taking a deep breath, Jessica re-stepped onto the stage, she could feel everyone's eyes focused on her, critical, questioning, curious, greedy, obscene, this qiē made a thin layer of goosebumps appear on the surface of her skin, but she suppressed the confusion in her heart, pretended to be calm and took off her coat, then picked up the noose placed on the stage, walked to the front, posed, nodded and said, "I'm ready." ”

But Jessica's expected voice didn't sound, she looked in the direction of Lance behind the monitor, and then saw Lance with his hands on his chest, looking at her sternly and harshly, which made the nameless fire in her heart jump again, but she immediately took control, bit her lip, and met Lance's gaze unrelentingly.

"Are you sure you're ready?" Lance's voice came, a lazy voice with questioning, "I can tell you're nervous, and the last thing Nancy needs is nervousness." You have to know that she's been doing this job for at least five years, and this qiē is already very familiar to her, she's a. The blunt words made Jessica's right hand holding the lasso handle tighten, "Relax, you need to relax a little." ”

Jessica's inner love was burning, but her muscles were gradually relaxing, and Lance's slightly magnetic voice seemed to have magical power, gradually guiding her into an unfamiliar realm, "Proud, lift your chin, show your pride, you are the number one in this bar, all men are your servants, you don't even bother to see these people, you don't even need extra nakedness/exposure, you can let them live and die for you." You hate them, you hate them, you even feel disgusted when you see them, but you enjoy the pleasure of playing with them between applause, looking at the greed and evil in their eyes, you think these people are just cockroaches in the stinking gutter. ”

Jessica lifted her chin slightly, looking at Lance with contempt and arrogance in her translucent eyes, in a trance, she blurred the line between reality and film, blurred the line between Lance and the character, and blurred the line between Nancy and herself, as if Lance was a yellow mongrel, the evil gaze full of desire/hope searched every inch of her skin, this disgusting but hateful emotion made her straighten her chest - she didn't want to show weakness in front of Lance, the condescending geographical position created a psychological advantage, Makes Lance look so small, so inferior.

"Men, who think they are superior, are just stupid animals who rely on their lower bodies to think." Lance's words were like hypnotism, and the whole set was silent.

Emma looked at Jessica on the stage in shock, and she saw Jessica's eyes become haughty little by little, and that queenly temperament burst out quietly. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't believe that a person can really change his breath through guò performance, and what is even more unbelievable is that Jessica has never been an actor who is good at acting, but she has completed her transformation under the tutelage of Lance.

Lance paused, then turned to look at the field notes standing nearby. The scene reporter hit a spirit, hurriedly ran out, and after reporting the shooting scene, the scene board was fired, and then he quickly retreated.

Nancy held the lasso in her hand, put it on her side and shook it lazily, her lazy sexual/sensual steps were like a light catwoman, tiptoeing, strolling silently, the lazy and sultry posture made the boiling bar fall into a brief silence, everyone's eyes involuntarily focused on her, but she didn't care, step by step enchanting to the front of the stage, slowly shaking the lasso.

There is only a set of black studded leather bras/covers on the upper body, which unabashedly exposes the slender honey-colored waist, gently swinging with the rhythm of the lasso, making people can't help but want to raise their hands to touch it, and feel the smooth skin like silk satin; The black leather pants wrapped around every inch of the lower body, as if the curves of the body were outlined with leather fabric, and the matte luster exuded a fatal seduction in the dim light of the bar, with each twist, involuntarily outlining the figure wrapped in leather in the mind.

Nancy stopped, lifted her chin slightly, condescendingly looked at the customers who were swallowing their saliva under the bar, the contemptuous arrogance hidden under the feathery eyelashes, twisted her head in disgust, raised her right hand, and turned the lasso around, like a dark queen wielding a leather whip, cold, proud, alienated, bored, contemptuous, contemptuous of all creatures, and trampled the whole bar under her feet.

The powerful aura turned into a fatal attraction, and then the customer in front of the bar couldn't help but stand up and reach out to try to touch Nancy's studded heels. But before the right hand stretched out, the lasso in Nancy's hand turned into a leather whip and whipped it directly, with a crisp "snap", and it was thrown directly on the customer's right hand, marking a bloody mark.

"Cards!"

Lance's voice was heard, and the scene was clearly stunned by the surprise - because it wasn't in the script, the customers wouldn't stand up, and Jessica wouldn't whip up.

Jessica heard the voice, but she didn't panic, just took the lasso in her hand and quietly met Lance's gaze, neither humble nor arrogant, as if what had just happened was insignificant. There was even a hint of demonstration in his defiant eyes, challenging Reims's authority.

Just when everyone thought Lance would be angry, they heard Lance shout, "Albert! Get me a leather whip at once, and replace the lasso. "Almost everybody broke through their glasses," Jessica, you then practice how to whip up and show off your queenly temperament. ”

Lance not only did not criticize, but also agreed with what Jessica did, and compared to the situation when Jessica was angry with Lance just now, it is incomprehensible - what the hell is going on? Only Emma immediately understood that Lance cared not about Jessica's attitude, but about the effect of the shot, just like Lance's words and deeds just now, he always focused all his attention on the work itself.

Is this cold-blooded, or professional? Emma suddenly had a strange idea that Lance was so cruel to Jessica, but just as cruel to himself, strangling all superfluous love under that skin, hiding himself under this invulnerable armor.

The corners of Jessica's mouth twitched, and she proved that Lance was wrong with her actual actions. At that moment just now, she forgot whether she was Jessica or Nancy, she also forgot whether it was an actor or Lance in front of her, she even forgot whether this was the set or reality, that lifelike anger, hatred, shame, and indignation burned in her body, and she didn't need to think about it at all, and all the performances were vented like this.

She didn't even know how she was acting, because, in a trance, it was herself, and the man who stretched out her hand was Lance.

Lance turned his head to look at the man who was reaching out, it was actually an extra, "Is your arm okay?" The actor smiled a little awkwardly and waved his hand repeatedly, "It's okay, it's okay." He jumped out of the script and gave an out-of-the-ordinary performance, which was almost an act of death sentence for an extra, not to mention the unpretentious Lance in front of him, which made him a little nervous.

However, then Lance said, "Your performance is not in the script, but it's a good thing, and you repeat it again." It's just that Jessica is not a professional, she can't stop throwing the whip, are you sure it's okay? ”

"It's okay, of course it's okay!" He immediately stood up and waved his hand vigorously, eager to puff out his chest to show his health, "I can definitely do it, it doesn't matter if I come a few more times." ”

Most extras are like this, with a strong desire to express themselves, even at the expense of exaggerating performances, which in many cases will destroy the beauty, rhythm and completeness of the picture. Therefore, most directors hate the improvisation of extras. But "Sin City" is slightly different, and this accident just now made the plot more complete.

Lance didn't give more encouragement, but looked at the other professional actors, "You can also do similar things, according to your character's personality, such as holding a wine glass, such as whistling, and play freely." ”

The bartender, who was also an extra, was stunned, turned his head blankly, and said hesitantly, "I...... Can I take out a mug with a tip in it and pass it over? "Most of the extras are also experienced in acting, which is why they can appear in the main shots.

Lance thought for a moment, "Of course! Then he raised his right hand and spun twice in the air, "Hurry up and get started, the next one will start immediately, everyone is nervous!" ”

Jessica's gaze and Lance's eyes collided inadvertently, but this time Jessica didn't have more expectations, but directly shifted away and concentrated on preparation. Now, she's a queen! Take control! (To be continued.) )