Emma didn't start acting immediately, but relaxed her hands and feet, paced forward with lazy steps, twisted her neck casually, and looked very relaxed, "Yes, you did get drugged, and the medicine ...... But it's a sweet fourteen-year-old girl. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Emma tilted her head slightly, the corners of her mouth outlined a mocking smile, and finally stopped in front of the stage, she looked at the endless darkness in front of her, relaxed her hands and feet, and then her eyes began to tighten little by little, with a hint of fierceness in her focused eyes, "You're not stupid, Jeff, you don't pee in your own nest, those women are your job, and I am ......"

Emma's voice paused, and her body slowly leaned forward, making it clear that her delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the banter, ridicule, and ridicule between her eyebrows seeped out, and the invisible pressure was condensed little by little, only to hear her lower voice and say in a deep voice, "Your game." ”

Emma suddenly looked up and said impatiently, "You said I seduced/seduced you?" Please, they all say so! Emma turned her head away irritably, and spread her hands speechlessly and helplessly. With a sudden pause, Emma turned her head directly, fixed her fixed point to look straight ahead, her eyebrows knotted, "Who?" She bit her lip hard, her eyes widened suddenly, and she shone with a fierce light, like a wounded wolf cub, and roared, "Love/child/fetish! ”

The shouts of "Love/Child/Fetish" echoed in the theater like thunder on the ground, stirring up ripples. Different from the previous relaxed performance, all emotions tensed up in an instant, and the sudden change from extreme stillness to extreme movement stimulated the drama to the climax, and anger and hatred were vented heartily, creating a strong chemical reaction.

Emma stood in place, her chest heaving violently, and now she needed to calm down a little bit after a short performance that required a lot of control.

This performance is from the three-page script in the document she just got her hands today, and Emma finally chose to take a screenshot from the material and interpret it according to her own understanding. In Emma's opinion, Hayley is angry and resentful, she is full of anarchist tendencies, she hates the inaction of law enforcement agencies, and she hates the sanctimony of these lovers/children/fetishes, so Hayley is not a messenger of revenge, but a self-proclaimed messenger of justice, and she firmly believes that what she is doing is right.

In this scene, Hayley drugged Jeff and then tied him up, and after Jeff sobered up, the two had a confrontation. Jeff denies all of Hailey's accusations, but Hailey is aggressive. Lance intercepted the script and distributed it to all the actors, apparently hoping to see what the actors had to say about Hayley's mood at the moment - in Emma's view, Hayley considered herself to be the judge, holding the power of justice in her hands, and putting Jeff on trial.

Therefore, in the performance just now, Emma borrowed the style of some courtroom movies and interpreted the God's perspective of condescending judgment.

It was her own understanding, and it was the performance she did her best, but she didn't know if it was what Lance wanted, and she didn't know if her performance had lived up to expectations. This made Emma a little excited, and a little apprehensive, she needed a moment, if only a second, for her breathing to readjust.

"Your name, how old is this year?" An unfamiliar voice sounded in the darkness, Emma knew that it was not Lance's voice, but at this time someone asked a question, and that was a good thing, wasn't it?

"Emma Stone, sixteen years old." Emma spoke, but her throat felt a little dry, and it seemed that her nervousness had not been fully resolved.

"You can go back, next." The voice rang out again, and Emma was not disappointed, although she wanted to know the evaluation of her performance just now, but she did her best, and showed all the weapons within her ability, which was the most important thing.

So, Emma just turned around and walked to her place, and she decided not to think about her own auditions, but to focus on other people, to see how they understood, how to audition, and maybe she could learn a lot.

Stepping back into her place, Emma saw the next girl take a step forward, her mouth kept chewing, as if chewing gum, and then she suddenly began to shake her head, and her hands made a guitar, and she played it quickly, and then she began to sing, the track was the title song of Gwen-Stefani's first solo album since leaving her band, "Hollaback-Girl". This song became popular all over North America last year, and the catchy lyrics "B-A-N-A-N-A-s" were widely circulated, and it was jokingly called "the enlightenment teacher who taught people to spell bananas".

The girl's performance was really a bit shocking, Emma couldn't help but widen her eyes, isn't this the audition occasion for actors? Why did it suddenly become an "American Idol" audition stage? In an instant, she felt that she had crossed over a little, and this feeling was quite strange.

Unexpectedly, the girl only sang for less than ten seconds, and a deep voice came from the audience, "Stop, next." ”

This is Lance's voice, with a hint of laziness in the alienation, but different from the usual casualness, today it is dyed with a layer of coldness, and the concise and clear words have irresistible authority. Emma subconsciously turned her head to look over, but she only saw darkness, and she couldn't identify the source of the sound at all.

The third girl stepped out again, she seemed to hesitate, and paused, but she stepped out fiercely, shouting, "b-a-n-a-n-a-s". Emma immediately understood, it seems that there are not a few girls who want to win by surprise today, because there are too many materials in hand, and it is impossible to read it in just three or five minutes, let alone integrate it, so the girls want to find another way, but due to the limited information on the bulletin board, they can only grasp the element of "rock" and make a big fuss, so Gwen, who was popular last year, became the first choice. They originally wanted to put aside the shackles of information and show a unique side, but in the end, they fell into clichés and were the same.

"Next." The audience stopped again, and then Lance's flat voice could be heard, "If anyone else wants to sing this song, you can leave first." The decisiveness revealed in the understatement made people shudder, and then Lance lowered his voice a little, and seemed to exhale a breath, and the light air voice was exhaled for a long time, "There are many ways to express rock and roll, and you have chosen the most popular one." There was a hint of disdain in the banter.

"Can I start?" A fourth girl stepped out of the queue and interrupted the voices from the audience.

Everyone standing on the stage turned their eyes to the girl, including Emma. No matter who the other party is, the other party is the judge who reviewed the casting today, and it is definitely not a wise choice to interrupt the other party's words, and the atmosphere on the scene was a little frozen for a while.

"Let's get started." Lance's voice was unwavering, and he couldn't hear joy or anger. The girl didn't seem to bother, but stood there and took a deep breath, twisted her shoulders twice, and relaxed completely, her head tilted to the side, as if she was seriously looking at the source of the voice under the stage.

Even from a distance of five paces, Emma could see the girl staring intently at the last source of the voice, as if it were Jeff, and the scorching gaze made the air slowly warm up. Before the show even began, the atmosphere was already brewing.

"Huh." A disdainful laugh spilled out of the girl's mouth, "Those women are your job, but I am ......" The girl muttered for a moment, as if searching for the right words, "Your game." Then he sneered again, "I took the initiative to seduce/seduce you?" The girl chuckled softly, her shoulders churning slightly, "Please, they all said so." Who? Love/Child/Fetish! The girl's words were like waves, slapping one after another, without much breathing space or sudden burst of energy, just relying on the rhythm of the words to accumulate momentum little by little.

She didn't even give the other party a chance to interject, and continued directly, imitating the deep voice of an adult man, babbling and reading nonchalantly, "She is sexual/sensual at all, and she is simply self-inflicted; Even though she was a girl, she insisted on pretending to be a woman. Then all of a sudden, the whole person rushed forward, "It's so easy to blame all the fault on the child, right?" ”

The momentum that piled up was like a waterfall that was cathartic in an instant, and there was no need to deliberately raise their voices to shout, but it made the entire theater silent, and even the girls standing behind couldn't help but hold their breath.

"Girls can pretend to be women, but it doesn't mean that they can do women's things!" The girl slowed down, but her tone intensified, and the taunts and banters were superimposed on the severity, "I mean, you're an adult!" "If a child wants to try to flirt with you, you should pretend not to hear it, instead of encouraging her; If a child says, "Have a cocktail bar," you should take the drink away instead of toasting to her! The voice rose little by little, and the sharp girl's voice was like chalk sliding across the blackboard, making goosebumps rise, "If the kid wants to go home with you, you should//say, get home!" ”

In the last sentence, the girl almost used all her strength to roar angrily at the entire theater, the standing feet, the clenched fists, and the echoing sound were like a mountain and a tsunami, constantly echoing, and the cathartic anhydride of negative emotions exploded freely, so that all eyes couldn't help but focus on her. (To be continued.) )