Movie Master

Emma widened her eyes, held her breath, and tensed her muscles, as if even the stars stopped, and the world stopped running in an instant. The blue eyes in front of her were rippling, magnificent, and so clear. Fascinating, it seems that the light penetrating through it has become gentle. The slender and thick eyelashes are like the wings of a butterfly, flapping lightly, dusty gold fragments fall down, forming a dense mist on the thrilling blue, and the heart stops beating in an instant.

Lance bent down, leaned in front of Emma, ​​carefully looked at every detail of the expression on this cheek, he could even see that fair cheek slowly dyed a layer of pink, suddenly It turned crimson, as if rich red rouge was about to seep out from under the skin, the shyness, nervousness, excitement and happiness in those eyes were slowly surging, so young that people couldn't help laughing.

His eyes fell on Emma's rosy and soft lips, the light luster was a seductive cherry color, under his gaze, Emma's small white teeth were biting nervously. But just biting her lower lip lightly, she seemed to realize her actions, loosened it in a panic, and closed her mouth tightly. Lifting his gaze, he could catch the panic in his eyes.

The hot breath blew over her lips inadvertently, and Emma's heart tightened suddenly. She could clearly feel the rustic woody aroma on Lance's body, which was light and refreshing, but it made her blush and her heart beat. The breath so close made her subconsciously stop breathing, not daring to act rashly.

But in just a few seconds, the scorching breath began to entangle, and the vague involvement seemed to swallow her up at any time. If it goes on like this, is it... is it going to be kissed? This idea rushed into her brain like lightning, and her whole body felt like an electric shock. She was so shy that she wanted to go straight into the hole. The beating heart immediately made her start to lack oxygen, and her cheeks couldn't help getting hotter and hotter. This really made her What to do.

Then Emma saw Lance's thin lips, he pressed them lightly, and then outlined a shallow arc, with a hint of smugness in the joke, and then, before her brain could react, Lance stood up straight, turned around and walked forward.

A gust of cold wind blew, but Emma's cheeks became hotter and hotter, her body shivered twice uncontrollably, and then she faintly heard a low laugh. Raising his head, Lance's broad shoulders relaxed in his sight, and the side face outlined by the interlacing of light and shadow could see the upward arc of the corner of the mouth. Emma felt ashamed and annoyed, and couldn't help but stomped her feet. But running away was never her choice, she gritted her teeth, she puffed up her chest, and quickly chased after him, walking side by side with Lance again.

Looking up, as expected, Emma saw the undissipated smile in Lance's eyes, but the faint light made the whole brow soft. The heartbeat started throbbing again, the jumping and shyness of the throbbing heart fluttered the wings in the chest, making the footsteps involuntarily light.

Lance. Emma suddenly broke the harmonious silence, Did this really happen? Emma could feel Lance's puzzled gaze, and she added, I mean , you really won the best director and best picture statuette? And, are you really going to star in the Coen Brothers work?

Lance understood the deep meaning hidden in these words. Dream, his dream has really come true; dream, he will embark on a new journey for his own dream; dream, the dream he thought was dead, has really found strength again. Dreams that make life bearable.

It's all really unreal, isn't it? He was reborn, he took revenge, he succeeded... Then, he passed into nirvana. It wasn't until this moment that he found the meaning of life again and set sail again. Everything was so beautiful that it didn't feel real, as if everything was just a dream.

Once upon a time, revenge was his only goal, diorama film industry, diorama film industry, diorama film industry, that was the whole of his life, in order to make diorama film industry pay the price, he went all out, hated Blinded his eyes, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas; once upon a time, profit was his only goal, and anyone and anything could be used. Except, even those innocent people were not spared, all was just to trample those enemies under their feet, so that he even forgot what he looked like at the beginning, and completely lost himself.

But now looking back at this period of time, he has shot four films worth 200 million yuan in North America, and successfully refreshed the history of North American box office; he has created countless historical records, from artistic works to commercial works; he has gained in four different fields He won five Golden Man trophies, establishing his status as a master; he founded Chaos Films, as if he was about to change the future of the entire industry as the seventh player...

Such brilliance and miracles are like a fairy tale, and all of them originated from movies, from his fanatical dream of movies, from when he was Li Jin, from when he was Lancelot, from He had already embarked on this path when it was far longer and farther than Diorama Films, running like moths to a flame, and finally came to where he is today.

However, he has long forgotten, the appearance and posture at the beginning of the starting point.

All in all, without any sense of reality. Lance couldn't help but start thinking, so what if it's all just a dream? One day, when he woke up again, he realized that he was still on the subway in New York, fell asleep exhausted, and sat until the terminal. All this was just a dream; or, one day, he woke up It was later discovered that there was no one named Lancelot Strelo. He was still Li Jin, who fell into the bottom of the river in a daze, on the verge of dying. A dream that never came...

Looking at Emma in front of him, the smile in Lance's eyes was like a spring/wind wrinkling a pool of water. He didn't care if this life was a dream, and he didn't care that everything was so beautiful that it didn't feel real. What he cared about was He is still walking on this path, so he will not waste time in a daze again, he will not be confused again in self-deception, he will not be complacent again because of choking, he will clench his fists and start chasing his dreams again. Even if it was just a dream, he would not let the dream slip through his fingertips again.

Emma was a little confused. She didn't know what was wrong with the question she just asked, but she could clearly feel that there was a subtle change in Lance, a change that was hard to describe in words. It seemed to be the Lance she was familiar with. It seemed that it was the Lance she had never really seen before, and then, Emma saw Lance shrugged slightly, and said lightly, We will find out, won't we?

That relaxed and freehand style, as if lying on a beach chair in a lazy afternoon, counting the clouds and clouds carefully, a smile involuntarily climbed to the corner of the mouth.

No matter how long the passage is, it will end at some point. Lance escorted Emma to the car at the back door. Emma moved reluctantly, but finally opened the car door, sat in the back seat, raised her head, Emma looked at Lance in front of her, I wanted to say something more, but found that my mind was blank and I couldn't say a word.

Lance was standing next to the car door, behind him was the sky full of starlight, quiet and bright, but all the starlight was inferior to those azure blue eyes, with a hint of warmth in the tranquility, reflecting the thrill of the whole world. Emma opened her mouth slightly, but before the words could come out, Lance's figure was overturned, her pupils suddenly dilated, her heart stopped beating, and then her lips were printed on her lips, soft and hot , almost made her melt into it.

A light kiss is like the touch of a dragonfly on water, like a butterfly flapping its wings, light and graceful, the entanglement and traction of the breath, the beating and impact of the heart, the fit and lingering of the lips, there is a touch of warmth in the sweetness, but it is turbulent The blood in the whole body must be rushed towards the heart, and the fireworks all over the sky bloom at the same time, and the whole night turns into a colorful day in an instant.

Lance followed the impulse in his heart and made such a move. He couldn't help closing his eyes slowly, feeling the hot lips, and the disordered breath almost lost control, as if this was his first kiss. That youthful and wonderful trembling feeling danced gently on the lips, like the light steps of a ballerina, and the stars all over the world twinkled at the same time at this moment.

The impulse and stimulation surging in his lower abdomen made him want to go further, eager and urgent like never before, but he couldn't be in a hurry, and he didn't want to be in a hurry. This step is the first step for him to open his heart, the first step for him to re-learn to trust, and the first step for him to feel that emotion crushes his reason. It has been too long, and he does not want to rush. Be careful, be cautious. What's more, Emma is only nineteen years old this year - she is already an adult, but he still wants to wait. He can wait any longer, can't he?

So, he left those soft lips, stood up straight again, and looked at Emma's feather-like eyelashes, trembling slightly, conveying the turbulence and surging in his heart, which made the corner of Lance's mouth twitch The smile couldn't help but rise. He bent down again, pressed a kiss on Emma's forehead, and whispered, See you on Oscar night.

Emma opened her eyes, and then saw the deep blue, vast and deep, as if the stars of the entire universe were filled in these eyes, so bright that people couldn't extricate themselves. She knew, she knew, that her first dance and her last dance belonged to the man in front of her, who had never changed and would never change.