Movie Master

Lance felt a little sore in his muscles, and taking pictures was far more difficult than imagined.

In many cases, role-playing is only a small part of a model's work, and the bigger part is to maintain the correct posture and angle, which leads to the fact that the model often needs to freeze in one action for several minutes, and even makes the smile stiff; more The most frightening thing is that it is necessary to constantly fine-tune the movements according to the photographer's requirements-what does it mean to raise the chin slightly upward by thirteen degrees? He didn't carry a protractor, how could he know what was going on at 13 degrees!

Two scenes were shot, and six hours had passed in the blink of an eye—and he still had one scene to go. Lance would rather go back to the Sin City crew and work with film and performance, which is far easier.

After changing the first set of clothes for the last scene, they took advantage of the time when the scene was changing the black tea - the black tea had already cooled down during the waiting process, and now they needed a pot of freshly brewed hot tea to shoot the classic British style Tea——Lance sat on the sofa, relaxing his sore muscles. The tense shoulder muscles were like marbles, which made Lance feel a little funny.

Before he came in, he was still worried about the pressure he would face in front of the scene, and the pressure on his shoulders began to intensify slowly; after he came in, he realized that he still had a lot to learn before facing the so-called pressure, Working behind the scenes is definitely not as easy as imagined.

He touched his pocket subconsciously, and then realized that he had changed into the costume for taking pictures, not his own clothes, so naturally he couldn't find Skittles in his pocket. He raised his head and looked around, but he couldn't find Percy—Percy was probably too tired. Finally, Lance glanced around and picked up the tin box of cigarettes on the table. He thought it was just for decoration Yes, I didn't expect that it was really full of cigarettes. I took out one and lit it. I felt the aroma of tobacco slowly wafting in the air, and my muscles gradually relaxed.

Mario was walking outside the set, looking for the most suitable light, and then he saw Lance with a tired face, and couldn't help showing a chuckle. This is the case for newcomers who are models for the first time. After high-intensity and heavy work, their faces are full of burnout.

Mario stopped involuntarily, and carefully looked at the model in front of him. From the perspective of a photographer, his mood is actually contradictory. On the one hand, he doesn’t like to shoot such models, because everything is too perfect, and he can capture wonderful photos almost effortlessly, which makes him But on the one hand, he yearns for this kind of shooting, because he can capture the moment in the heavy work, lock the time in the photo, and the moment becomes eternity, that sense of accomplishment is indescribable.

Lance is the kind of God's darling, with a sharp-edged face, three-dimensional and resolute facial features, and a temperament between the brows that is both wild and gentle. It almost meets all the harsh aesthetic standards. At the last moment, he was like an iron-blooded tough guy, fighting bloody battles in the apocalypse of the wasteland, and his horrifying eyes made the heart tremble; at this moment, he was like an elegant nobleman, sitting quietly and elegantly on the sofa, It seems that even the trajectory of the light gliding across the face becomes gentle, outlining the most perfect outline.

The index finger and middle finger of Lance's left hand held a cigarette, and put it on his lips. He bit his thin and soft lips lightly, and his slender and vigorous fingertips were like bamboo knots looming in the lingering smoke, like the baton of a master conductor. , with one fall, one rise and one pause, there is a magical power, which firmly attracts all eyes.

Then, he raised his left hand slightly, supported his temple, rubbed it slowly with his thumb, closed his eyes comfortably, and just let the smoke from his fingertips curl up, his tall and slender eyebrows resembled It is like the rolling mountains in Chinese ink painting, and the dense mist slowly dizzy in the corner of the eyes, like the mist lingering on the surface of the blue lake, quiet and magnificent, far and majestic.

The ivory white shirt glowed faintly under the light, and the pearl buttons reflected the flowing waves. The front of the Victorian palace-style shirt was buttoned up meticulously, but the full and strong body fully supported the shirt, like flowing water. The ups and downs are submissive under the silky fabric, one point is too loose and one point is too tight, so that the eyes can't help but greedily explore the scenery under the thin white cloth.

The pitch-black double-breasted suit with small lapels follows the tradition of the British aristocrats in the 1920s. The fit and slim lines are tight and close to the body. The slightly wider shoulder line matches the tightened waist. The upper body presents an hourglass shape, making Lance The well-proportioned and strong inverted triangle figure is perfectly displayed; the button of the double-breasted suit is unbuttoned at this time, and it is opened casually, so that people can clearly see the louvers on the front of the shirt, and the black Windsor bow tie gently conveys all emotions The surging of the suit is restrained, and the meticulous and fitting design pushes the style of abstinence/sensuality to the extreme, with a sacred and inviolable noble temperament, and at the same time, it is more casual because of the open buttons of the suit It's like relaxing after taking off the armor.

Retro and elegant, graceful and gentlemanly, but lazy and chic, tired and loose.

The picturesque brows are stained with a layer of fragility due to fatigue, like a cloud of smoke on the edge of the blue sky, smearing a little melancholy lightly and casually, the kind that will be wiped out by a light touch The fragility of the break makes people want to reach out to smooth the thin folds, but before they can touch them, they hesitate because they are afraid of breaking the beauty of this moment. The vigilance hidden behind the mask, the softness revealed by the momentary slack, made people feel even more unbearable.

Mario took half a step forward, but stopped involuntarily. He raised the single-shot camera in his hand and focused on Lance. After hesitating again and again, he broke the silence with a sound, as if making a It's like an extremely cruel thing, Lance?

Lance opened his eyes suddenly, the cigarette on the side of his temple was still burning quietly, the hazy smoke slowly dissipated in the air, and the azure blue eyes looked over in shock. Just for a moment, Mario caught the turbulence and confusion in those eyes, the lonely and helpless loneliness fainted in the almost indifferent look, revealing the seriousness of Shakespeare's tragedy, all the vicissitudes, fragility, Confusion, fear, longing and beauty are buried deep in my heart, and what is revealed is only the momentary decadence hidden in the smoke, the confusion between strength and fragility, dancing on the tip of the tongue, bitterness But sweet.

The clear and translucent blue, at this moment, left time in that shock, and the world seemed to stand still.

Click, Mario just instinctively pressed the shutter and recorded this moment. When the shutter sounded, he immediately came back to his senses, because the slight sound broke the balance of the scene and broke all the atmosphere in an instant, and the emotion in Lance's eyes was like a tide, quickly It faded away, and the familiar politeness and gentleman were replaced in the eyes again, as if nothing had happened.

Mario hastily pressed the shutter again, and a series of shutter sounds surged out, Very good, keep this posture, very good! This is perfect! Mario quickly went to work, recording the scene in front of him.

The Lance in front of him is like a British nobleman who came out of an oil painting, humble and polite, dignified and alienated, cold and arrogant, even the curling smoke has become a perfect background. However, this is completely different from the temperament at that moment just now. It is not a doomsday tough guy, not an urban cool guy, not a British gentleman, but... but a side that no one has seen before. So, which one is the real one? What about Lance?

Mario decided to keep this secret to himself, and treasured that photo, hanging it on the wall of his studio as a private collection.

In fact, Mario did the same. He named that photo Moment of Eternity and kept it in his personal studio. It was not released to the public until 2016. The capture of that moment showed a Lance that no one had ever seen. This photo was marked by Mario as refusing to sell, but even so, there are still many people willing to buy it at a high price in the auction market. The highest asking price was 45 million US dollars, but Mario still refused to sell it.

Lance frowned slightly, he could sensitively sense that Mario's mood had changed, Why, is there nothing wrong with my posture?

Mario paused, his mind ran through quickly, and then he quickly shook his head, No. I think, rather than posture, capturing your demeanor at a moment can better show your characteristics. After all, our protagonist today It's you, not the clothes, is it?

Lance felt a little strange, but he couldn't tell why. After carefully looking at Mario, he still didn't get any more clues, so he could only give up temporarily, So, all my jobs before today were white jobs. Already? A joke made Mario laugh out loud, and the other staff members around him also laughed lightly.

I can guarantee that this is my best work this year, bar none. Mario said firmly, I think the editors of 'US Weekly' are going to have a headache, there are too many excellent photos, It’s even possible to make a special topic, and it’s not easy to pick out a few.” Mario’s brows were brimming with incomparable confidence, as he said, he couldn’t be more satisfied with today’s work, maybe it’s the result of entering the second During the past few years in the eleventh century, it was his most satisfying job.

Hehe, don't worry, leave the arduous task to me. Darius walked over and stood beside Mario with a smile, I believe that this issue of the magazine can satisfy everyone. There is one very important thing that has not been done, and that is the interview. So, I think today's work may be the most difficult from here.

Darius' brisk words made the atmosphere very lively. Lance finally shifted his attention away from Mario, raised his eyebrows, and looked over. Darius took a few steps forward and stretched out his right hand, Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. Darius McCoy, a reporter from 'U.S. Weekly', I'm in charge of today's interview.

Facing the look in Lance's eyes, Darius showed a big smile, fully revealing his neat teeth, just like Jim Carrey's iconic smile, with irony in it.