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Hoblit watched the replay on the monitor, but did not comment immediately, instead having the actors take two retakes, which, sadly, didn't sparkle with the first after that, only Say nothing.

He had no choice but to wave his hand and gave the actors a 10-minute break to prepare for the next scene of filming.

Josie and Richard Gere passed each other after the scene, and there was no unnecessary eye contact throughout the whole process. The latter still maintained that mature and refined elite style, and did not say harsh words or Carried away, she just completely ignored Qiao Qian, an actor who was cooperating in the opposite show.

Aware of the conflict between the two leading actors, the atmosphere in the crew was much more serious than before.

By the way, due to Paramount's killing of the minimum film salary, Josie's management team turned to get her the treatment of an A-level star during filming, including independent dressing room, caravan, chef and other treatment. On the credits and credits of the poster and the title of the film, her name is also second only to Richard Gere, and is tied with the serious heroine of the film, Laura Linney.

Ella Elliot exchanged glances with her assistant, silently fixed Josie's hairstyle with non-marking hair clips and curls, and then picked up the three-color foundation cream and makeup puff on the dressing table to make up for it. makeup.

Josie's back was straight, her eyes were staring upward at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling, her two pale lips could be made dry, the corners of her mouth were tightly clenched, and the tip of her tongue was lightly touching the roof of her mouth, No one knew what she was thinking.

Ella Elliot raised her right hand holding the powder puff, and Josie lowered her eyes, her eyes almost fixed on her left thumb, which was still delicate and smooth, without the barbs she fantasized about during the performance.

anger.

Stay angry.

This kind of wildfire-like emotion was burning wantonly in Josie's chest, and there was an indescribable and wonderful vitality that filled her with strength.

Josie closed her eyes lightly, stretched her neck and moved her stiff body.

When he opened his eyes again, there were dark emotions in his eyes, like a deep current in a calm sea, waiting to erupt in an instant!

"Action!"

Following Hoblit's order, the filming of Josie's most important personality switching scene began, and the two leading actors instantly entered the performance state.

Carrying on from the previous situation, the lawyer Martin played by Richard Gere took advantage of his tall body and asked Josie's Allen in a cold voice, "Did you draw a line on the book?"

His sharp eyes stared at Allen, making it impossible for Allen to avoid it.

Ellen flinched, her hands still hugged her arms, then she raised her face in a small arc, and then lowered her eyelashes.

The slender eyelashes are straight and thick, like two shadows still wanting to speak, gently falling into Alan's big innocent eyes.

Allen said, "No, I didn't."

Her articulation is well-behaved, just as docile and well-behaved as her person, only trembling due to fright.

Like some kind of small animal caught in a trap.

Martin said firmly: "Really? I don't believe it, you are lying."

The panic in Allen's eyes was very clear, his big clear blue eyes didn't blink, and his eye sockets turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye: "No, I—"

"I've seen the fucking tape!" Martin interrupted Allen sharply, his tone fast and forceful, "I've seen it, damn it, I already know all the fucking things he did to you, so you What else can be explained!"

His eyes were very cold and fierce, as if sitting in front of him was not the person he was going to defend, but the prisoner who was being interrogated.

Allen shook his head hurriedly, only helplessly denying: "No, no, no..."

Martin moved forward, with his broad shoulders in front of the camera.

But the camera zooms back, over his shoulder, and freezes the center of the frame on Allen's face.

Allen's pale lips trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were filled with water that was about to fall, and his whole body was trembling with fear, but this blond and snow-skinned face was as soft and pure as an angel walking in the mortal world. There is a strange beauty of sanctity and fragility in the performance.

Martin was not confused by it. He stepped forward suddenly, almost covering Alan's face, and said loudly, "You killed the man!"

Alan stood up abruptly, turned around as if he couldn't face it, backed away from Martin and walked towards the wall, muttering: "No..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, tears rolled down uncontrollably.

Martin approached again, his tall and vigorous body was like a heavy shadow covering the petite Allen, "You killed him! You bastard!"

"No..." Allen's voice became weaker and weaker, even his breath was broken, "It's not me... no... not..."

She hugged her head as if fleeing, and slipped out from Martin's side, almost trembling nervously.

Allen's face running in a panic appeared in front of the camera.

A small face that was no bigger than a palm was already pale enough to lose all color. His lips had been bitten off at some point, and a few traces of blood were leaking from the dry lips, as if it could make people outside the camera taste the smell of blood.

The blond hair wet his temples and forehead with cold sweat, making Allen look extremely helpless, but his big crying red eyes became clearer and moving, and he could even see the long dark eyelashes in clusters connected by tears.

This crying scene with pear blossoms and rain can definitely move most people involuntarily.

But Martin is clearly an exception.

He sneered as he followed Alan closely: "It's you! You fucking hands—"

"Do not--"

Allen's voice was suddenly sharp, and she held her head tightly with her hands and covered her ears, as if this could exclude everything she encountered from her own world.

She closed her eyes tightly, and her whole body was trembling undetectably like a taut string.

Martin beside him was like a shadow, blocking the side light belonging to Allen.

However, when he wanted to go further, Allen was shocked, opened his eyes suddenly, and shot out the inorganic eyes like a beast, and stopped Martin's footsteps in place in a daze.

The blocked light source plunged Allen's facial features into shadows.

And under this heavy and gloomy tone, the two pupils of her eyes were astonishingly bright.

Violent, sinister, vicious.

She didn't hide any negativity, and she didn't need any.

Allen lowered his brows, raised his brows slightly, and asked coldly, "Bastard, you're talking to me, huh?"

At this moment, her originally dull and too weak appearance seemed to have shed the redundant shell, unscrupulously showing a completely different strong style, and she was actually a bit glamorous.

Allen's eyes were very calm and calm, even a little careless and indifferent.

She raised her hand to push back her slightly damp messy hair, revealing a clear face full of provocation and malice. Her cornflower eyes were as cold and sharp as snow-washed, with only a touch of scarlet flying at the end of her eyes, which was even more striking. Add a touch of evil temperament.

"Who the hell are you?" Allen grabbed Martin by the collar.

Martin's reaction was a little slower, and hesitantly asked, "...who are you?"

"This is my place, who the hell are you asking me?" Allen tilted his head, stretched out his right hand and patted Martin's cheek crisply and loudly, "Aha, I remembered, you are a lawyer .”

She even smiled a little.

This smile, accompanied by her pat on Martin's cheek, made the whole scene present an undisguised malice and an absurd feeling close to humiliation.

Martin recoiled, his eyes uncertain.

This look is wonderful.

Those hidden observations and calculations that belong to the barrister, hidden under the retreat, are all performed appropriately, making the image of this conceited lawyer very vivid.

Allen sneered at Martin and pushed him away.

Martin's lower back bumped against the edge of the table unpreparedly, and the pain from the tailbone forced him to hunched over, with a pained look on his face.

The strong and weak relationship between the two has long since been reversed.

Alan lifted his chin, pulled a chair over and sat down, and said, "You're fucked up, lawyer, and Alan is dead this time. Oh, that's great."

Her eyes were shining brightly, staring closely at Martin's expression in front of her, as if observing some interesting prey.

"Where's Allen?" Martin's face twitched in pain, and even his words became short.

"Who the hell knows." Allen picked up the corners of his mouth and let out a chuckle, "Hide somewhere and cry, that poor idiot, you frightened her, lawyer."

Martin didn't answer, but still asked, "Where is Alan?"

Allen shrugged, spread his hands and said, "Who knows."

It was a rude gesture that the real Ellen would never do, and now she sat with her legs splayed, the bright incandescent light pouring down from above her head, making her face of unbridled madness look untouched. Unreservedly presented in the lens.

Her face is a flawless work of art, her facial features are in the most perfect position, her muscles are so smooth and her contour lines are so smooth, especially against the backdrop of her blonde hair and snow skin, her beauty is dreamy and mesmerizing.

Just like a portrait of a young girl by Waterhouse, it is mysterious and poetic.

But when she raised her eyes, there was a strong sense of mockery and malice in her eyes, which instantly made these dreamlike beauty disappear, but still had an almost fatal attraction that made it impossible to look away.

"Talk to me, lawyer." Allen stood up and spoke in a good voice first.

She kicked the chair away, and the sudden sound echoed in the room.

Then, this originally weak and beautiful girl grabbed Martin's throat precisely with a speed and strength that did not conform to her appearance.

Allen lowered his head, and his lips, which turned bright red at some point, quietly approached Martin's ear, his voice was like a whisper between sympathizers, full of deadly honey.

Her tone was indifferent and steady: "Listen clearly, I don't like to repeat it a second time, if you dare to threaten Alan again, I'll fucking kill you."

Alan glanced at Martin and smiled.

"Did you hear clearly?"

The camera here gives her a close-up close-up.

Allen's sweet and charming face was full of naked malice, his snake-like eyes stared coldly at Martin who dared not move even the slightest bit, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a playful and cold smile .

Martin froze.

His face became pale, with sweat beading faintly on his forehead, his eyes only looked at the girl in front of him without blinking for a moment, as if he wanted to find something from her suddenly changing face.

"Okay, I see." Martin tentatively asked, cautiously, "Then, who are you?"

"Who am I?" Allen suddenly grinned.

As if hearing some funny joke, Allen loosened his grip on Martin, slowly straightened up, and glanced at Martin condescendingly.

The smile on Allen's face was like the light falling from her head, which was eroded inch by inch by the darkness, and the cold and terrifying breath gradually spread——

"I'm Joey."

The voice fell, and the room was silent.

About ten seconds later, Hoblitt's voice reluctantly broke through the noise of the machine running on site.

"Brilliant!" The director waved the script, excitedly.

Hoblit's eyes were tightly locked on the monitor, and the scene that was fixed on Josie's face was intoxicated.

I have to say that this girl's interpretation of seamless personality switching is so wonderful that it makes people get goosebumps every time.

As for how many times she "accidentally" blocked Richard Gere until only one eye and half of his face remained, or "accidentally" pushed him too much into the drama?

Oh, those are the little things.

Anyway, Richard did not make little moves, and the picture presented by the two opponents in the end was wonderful-this is enough!

The author has something to say: This chapter is a transitional chapter, and it is different from the previous audition. The scene and the scene are going on at the same time~

In the next chapter, the heroine will be eighteen, and she can finally... Hehehe!

感谢在2020-10-1516:45:14~2020-10-1719:57:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Ginaaaaaa; 4 bottles of Qingqian; 2 bottles of ears; 1 bottle of Lucky Cat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!