Bruce sat on the ground, his expression a little panicked, he wasn't quite sure he understood, the short thirty-second performance just now, Lance stuffed too much information in one breath, almost one action, one expression, one detail to correct and adjust, which made him feel like a puppet, following the action, but his brain was blank.

"So, is it okay to have a qiē?" Lance's voice came, and Bruce looked up at Lance, but then subconsciously avoided his gaze. He tried to awaken the memory of the performance just now in his mind, but there was still only a blank space, which made Bruce a little irritated and nodded randomly, "Of course, no problem, no problem!" ”

Bruce touched his head impatiently, the indescribable intricacies in his heart, but after answering, he felt a pair of deep eyes fall on his shoulders, he quietly raised his eyebrows and looked at it, and then found that the surrounding onlookers did not leave, everyone stood in place, silent, he looked back suddenly, Lance's deep blue eyes were firmly locked on him, which made Bruce a little embarrassed, as if the true feelings in his heart had been pierced.

"Are you sure?" Lance's deep voice had a hint of magnetism, as elegant as the strings of a cello, but it was really piercing to Bruce's ears, and a nameless fire jumped up in his heart.

He's been rolling in Hollywood for twenty years, starring in more than forty movies, and he doesn't need a hairy kid to tell him how he should act, "I know what I'm doing." Bruce shouted, the anger in his voice had burst out, "For God's sake, I'm not stupid, I know what acting is, and I don't need you to direct it step by step." ”

Bruce felt a little weak, as he was still trying to wake up the memories he had just said—what had Lance just said? How should the performance be conducted? Is it enough to be as dramatic and exaggerated as possible? But why did he say that he wanted to be a little more restrained? What's going on?

But his brain let him down, and his heart was like a black hole, empty and unsettled, which made Bruce stalk his neck, and his voice grew louder and louder, trying to hide his weakness, "Do you think you're Woody Allen or Clint Eastwood, don't try to sue me, what should I do and what I shouldn't do." I'm an actor, I'm an actor, I'll perform according to your requirements, all you need to do is give me a little time, a little space, don't be like Caesar, trying to control a qiē! ”

Bruce's thunderous flames burst into flames, overwhelming the audience with a powerful momentum, leaving everyone speechless.

Lance didn't seem to be affected in any way, his eyebrows were gently piled up in the middle, looking at Bruce intently, and he didn't waver because of Bruce's words, the meaningful eyes with a hint of mockery, a hint of banter and a hint of ridicule, like a cow's hair embroidery needle, gently sprinkled on Bruce's skin, a slight stinging pain made people feel uncomfortable, but it would not completely explode, that kind of suppressed sense of grievance made Bruce stuck in mid-air, and it was not to continue to be angry, nor to accept it when he saw it.

The scene became awkward for a while.

Jessica had an inexplicable relief in her heart, this was Lance's true face, fierce and cruel, like a bloodthirsty hellhound, she would never let go if she bit it, and then stared at the passing of the prey's vitality with round eyes, without the slightest sympathy and pity.

Did Lance see her that way at the time? It was as if he was admiring the bloody death struggle of his prey, and all of them were just a ...... in his eyes Comedy without sound.

So, now that she's finally gotten rid of him, she's finally sober, she's finally free. Now, she is finally ready, ready to stand in front of him, ready to cooperate with her enemies, ready to face her wounds calmly, James is right when he says that she should not lose the opportunity of "Sin City", at least not because of a bastard, she should not ruin her dream of being an actress.

Thinking of this, Jessica couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the turbidity stuck in her chest slowly rose, and she could finally vent it. But at this moment, Jessica noticed that a shadow next to her leaned forward, and she subconsciously wanted to grab the shadow and stop the other party's actions, but she was still half a beat slower, and then she watched the figure next to her take two steps forward, two big steps.

It's Emma.

Emma could feel her legs trembling slightly, to be precise, her muscles trembling slightly, nervous, excited, and a little scared, but she still took a step forward, taking two steps with determination. It was only two steps away, but Emma broke away from the crowd of onlookers, and stood in a clearing, and in an instant, all eyes fell on her.

Bruce and Lance are no exception.

Emma secretly clenched her fists to cheer herself up, and then raised her head to meet Lance's gaze, she stared at Lance's blue eyes with round eyes and stared intently, subconsciously puffed up her chest, raised her chin, and secretly said in her heart: This is your chance, this is your chance to realize your dreams, this is the first step for you to realize your dreams.

recalls the hints Lance gave himself when he auditioned for the role; In the past two months, she has been reading the original comics, communicating with many of her peers with Sebastian's help, and even watching several documentaries about child murder...... Emma's fists clenched tighter and tighter, and although the panic in her heart was still not relieved, she was more determined than ever, she knew exactly what she was doing, what she wanted to do, and what she was about to do.

"Sir." Emma spoke, and Lance's eyes were so stressed that her brain felt like a mess, but she spoke anyway, "I don't understand. Emma's thoughts were becoming clearer little by little, "I mean, I still don't quite understand what you just explained. ”

Lance's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the calm blue seemed to faintly begin to make waves, but Emma didn't flinch, but continued, "I mean, I understand what you mean, but there are some details ......" Emma found that her explanation didn't help, but made the situation worse, and Lance's gaze created a pervasive pressure that made her confused, so Emma decided to change the way, "I mean, for example, when I was acting out an escape scene......"

As she spoke, Emma actually started to perform.

Emma swung her arms widely, her feet stretched out in such an exaggerated way that it didn't look like a running at all, but like a stride game—farther than anyone else jumped, and the exaggerated movements looked a little funny, especially with the thin body. In just five steps, Emma broke away from the crowd and ran to a distance of about ten yards, and then Emma stopped and turned her head abruptly, "And then when I fall into despair, shouldn't my expression be restrained?" ”

Immediately afterward, Emma bit her lower lip, her expression fell into extreme pain, her eyes began to reddened slightly, and the details of her expression were barely visible due to the distance, but the despair in her eyes could be felt.

"You come over from there again, in the way you understand the act." Lance's voice interrupted Emma's performance, and the calm tone didn't make much emotion, but it was an important signal - Lance didn't get angry, and at this point, all the actors' eyes fell on Emma, including Jessica and Bruce.

Emma felt nervous, but the excitement that followed the tension flapped like butterfly wings. She nodded, adjusted her breathing, and then began to run wildly again, returning to where Lance and Bruce were, stopping again, and looking back suddenly, the grief-stricken love dissolving between her eyebrows.

"Your understanding is correct." Lance spoke again, raised his head and looked at the actors, although he did not speak, his eyes clearly expressed what Lance meant: this is right! Then Lance looked at Emma, "But the way the performance is not quite right." When you are running, the essence is still running, your actions just now are too exaggerated, so that the movements begin to deform, stiffen, and distort, which will destroy the sense of the picture, you don't need to exceed your own limits, you can maximize within the control range, and you can even bring a little bit of the old-school performance style of the golden age of Hollywood, which is also acceptable. ”

Emma looked at Lance seriously, and then felt the gleam in her eyes, so Emma didn't wait for the signal, and directly began to demonstrate.

The large pace, the vigorous swinging of the arms, and the deliberately slowed frequency are like slow motion, with a strange sense of absurdity, which is simply a step backwards in performance when viewed in ordinary times, but in the composition of the film's contrasting light, especially the stylized shots of the comics, will create a sense of solemn ritual.

When she ran over, Emma was still a little unaccustomed to it, but when she ran back, Emma had already understood it, and her understanding of acting was really eye-catching.

Emma's first reaction was to look at Lance, but Lance didn't have too many expressions, but continued, "When the face is close-up, put the love xù away, and perform it in a serious way." Emma didn't say much, and directly performed, "You are caught now, there is no way out, no one will come to save you......" Lance guided step by step, "There is a stranger standing in front of you, you don't know if he is a good person or a bad person, but they kidnapped you, this is obviously not a good sign." He speaks to you with great tenderness, but you become more and more frightened, more and more afraid, you want to retreat, but you can't move a finger, and despair begins to eat your soul. ”

Emma's muscles were stiff, but she couldn't help but tremble slightly, her watery eyes widened blankly, and she could clearly see that her pupils were dilating little by little, her lips trembled slightly because of extreme fear, she wanted to control it, and only bit her lower lip, but it didn't work, the hot tears quickly flooded her eyes, but they couldn't fall, and the desperate gray began to eat away at the brilliance in her eyes.

"Wonderful!" Lance snapped his fingers and said crisply. (To be continued.) )