"Emma."

Lance shouted out, which made Emma stop suddenly and turn her head. When she saw the person coming, she looked surprised and widened her eyes, "What's wrong?" She thought Lance had something to explain.

Lance could feel the crazy impact and beating of the heart in his chest. It was so strange but so familiar. The smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but outline, "Go to the door with you." After that, Lance saw Emma's surprised expression and his mood rose gently. He ignored Emma and took a step straight, "Let's go."

Emma stood there for about half a second, her brain was a little too far away, but she found that Lance had left, so she followed her step by step, raised her head to look at Lance who was close to her. I wonder if it was her illusion, but she felt that the distance between the two seemed to be closer, which made her steps begin to become lighter.

Lance glanced at it and found Emma was smiling foolishly at this moment, with a bright smile on her lips falling deep in her eyes. The simple happiness and happiness shining brightly under the dim light. It seemed that in this short moment, she had the whole world. A playful smile flashed in Lance's eyes, and there was a hint of joy in her helplessness.

"What's wrong?" Emma noticed Lance's smile rising. Lance shook his head without answering. Emma didn't mind. She bit her lower lip and obediently put her hands behind her. "Giselle and Adriana were still there just now, and tonight, you'll shine in the whole audience."

"I thought this was specifically used to describe women, or to describe the spotlight." Lance teased.

Emma burst into laughter, "There is nothing wrong with this interpretation." She glanced at Lance secretly, and the curve of the corners of her mouth seemed to be unable to calm down. "So, what kind of feeling is it? Realize your dream..." Emma still wanted to joke about Lance, but she noticed that Lance glanced at her coldly, and her words were cut off from the tip of her tongue, and then she said, "I mean, what does it feel like to stand on the stage to collect the little golden man?"

Lance's eyes shifted away, Emma let out a long breath and spit out his tongue mischievously.

After seeing Emma's little movement with lingering fear, Lance couldn't help but feel funny. His smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he restrained himself, "Nothing special, it's just a trophy." Lance said lightly, silent, but after looking at Emma who nodded seriously, he thought about it carefully and added again, "I mean, the moment he stood on the stage was indeed unique..." Lance paused for a moment, and the subtle feeling of standing in the center of the stage appeared in his mind again.

Emma can find millions of stars in Lance's blue eyes, and the bright light seems to light up the whole world. "It's like you are the center of the world." Lance said in a deep voice. Even the most gorgeous words are difficult to express accurately. He lowered his eyes and gave Emma a light smile, "When you welcome that moment, you will feel it."

A simple sentence made Emma's eyes lit up instantly, like the North Star in the night sky.

Lance retracted his gaze and continued, "But this was just a moment of feeling. After leaving the stage, the special halo will soon disappear, and there will even be a sense of emptiness." Walking in the long exit passage of Kodak Theater, people gathered in the backstage and were bustling with hustle and quiet. The passage was very quiet, and you could vaguely hear the noise and noise surrounding it. The gorgeous light remained not far behind me. The faint starlight in front of me fell down, as if walking towards another whimsical world. This contrast between light and darkness, liveliness and quietness made Lance's mood settle down. Until now, he had the opportunity to reminisce about tonight - those chaotic thoughts, those joyful satisfactions, and those relaxed relief.

Emma could see a smile on the corner of Lance's mouth, and the light curve disappeared immediately, but it was this faint smile that made her feel unprecedented warmth. The true face hidden behind the mask carefully revealed the tip of the iceberg.

Then, Lance met Emma's gaze, and the smile in his eyes was surging gracefully, "Because deep down, you will know that what you really long for is the process of challenging yourself and discovering yourself. This feeling is impossible to discover in the podium for just forty seconds. Only during the shooting, during the performance, those struggles, those researches, and those releases, are the most wonderful parts." Looking at the night sky with the thin moon and stars in front of you, although the light is so weak, it makes your steps become more and more firm, and the tranquility and peace in your heart are surging. "You will eventually return to the set, return to the stage of exploring yourself, exploring the unknown, and then long for breakthroughs, stimulation, and …"

Lance's words suddenly paused, and fell into a long silence, long, as if it had been trapped in his own thoughts. Then Emma said softly, "Self." The light voice flapped gently like a butterfly wing, but in the quiet corridor, it touched the silence. Lance closed his jaw and repeated, "Self."

The world in front of him suddenly became clear, Lance chuckled and then continued, "Winning the award...is just winning the award."

Emma was amused by Lance's understatement, "It's best not to hear this sentence by reporters." Otherwise, Leonardo DiCaprio, Martin Scorses and others would probably be gritting their teeth.

Lance and Emma exchanged a tacitly, and then suddenly burst out laughing at the same time. The bright and cheerful laughter echoed in the passage. Emma raised her head, looked at the starry sky not far away, and said firmly, "It seems that I need to work harder. If I still want to realize my dream." Actor, excellent actor, outstanding actor, great actor, great actor, this is Emma's dream, unswerving dream.

"Try harder, work harder." Lance said jokingly, which made Emma bit her lower lip and widen her eyes, but Lance didn't buy it at all. "I'm just saying a fact." Emma could not refute, so she could only clench her fists, waved her hard in front of her eyes, cheering herself up, which made Lance chuckle again.

Looking at the exit not far away, Emma's footsteps couldn't help but slow down. How she hoped that this was a road that never ended. They could go on like this forever. "After a while, is there anything to pay attention to on Oscar Night?" Lance noticed Emma's slowing pace, and calmly, his footsteps also slowed down. "I mean, you will definitely be extremely busy tonight. I'd better learn to feel such a Vanity Fair atmosphere by myself. Everyone should be curious about your next work, right? I just met a reporter from the Seattle Post, and he asked me if we will continue to work together for the next work." Speaking of this, Emma couldn't help laughing out loud, "Obviously he should have asked all the members of the crew for a while."

"Brothers Coen," Lance said, "I will work with them in the next work to play a supporting role."

"Just just perform?" Emma could hear her excitement in her tone, as if she was happier than the Coen brothers. Lance was amused by Emma's excitement, nodded and affirmed. Emma couldn't help but trot a few steps, then turned around and faced Lance, clenched her fists excitedly, "God, do you have to concentrate on playing a role? This will definitely be great, great! I can't wait to see this work now!"

Emma couldn't help but turn around in the same place, and her long tail fluttered, not wanting to be as elegant as the hem of the skirt, but added a touch of heroic posture. Then she trotted all the way back to Lance, "So, what kind of character is it? The role that can impress you will play must be a unique character, and the difficulty of the challenge is absolutely unimaginable. Can you imagine? Those film companies, those producers, and those media will know the news, how shocked they should be. Believe me, if you say you plan to play a role, there must be a project willing to invite you for a 20 million US dollars in salary, but you plan to cooperate with the Coen brothers, and they will definitely be so angry."

Lance looked at Emma who was chirping like a lark and was in a constant state of continual infection, and his mood was also infected, "Do you know again? Twenty million? They are not fools."

"Believe me." Emma shook her head repeatedly and patted her chest hard, "They are absolutely willing to invest 20 million! Maybe there is no problem with higher ones. Haven't you realized what kind of miracles you have created in the past few years?"

Lance smiled with a pursed lips, "Don't you know that being arrogant is one of my tags?"

Emma laughed, "And the bastard." The cunning look was like the little fox who was carefully igniting in the jungle, "Wow, then tonight's Oscar Night will definitely be very lively. No, since you have decided on your next work, will you still attend tonight?"

"Are you inviting me to elope now? Escape from Oscar Night together?" Lance's eyes flashed slightly. The dangerous words suddenly came out. Emma couldn't react for a moment and stood there. Her brain stiffened slightly. Then her cheeks turned red with a "sky" like a burning cloud, joy and tension, joy and anxiety, excitement and anxiety, mixed emotions rushing in her chest. She couldn't help but avoid her gaze and didn't dare to look directly at Lance.
Chapter completed!