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Lance raised his eyes. Even with a coffee table, he could clearly feel the temperature of his eyes. The gaze that carried the surging waves in his heart hid thousands of words, which seemed complicated and concise. However, Lance was not unfamiliar with this.

He saw familiar emotions in Jessica's eyes, the desire to get close but even more afraid of disappointment, the fragility full of hope but worried about gains and losses flashed gently in the depths of his pupils, and he even seemed to feel the temperature of the fire of hope - small and weak, but stubbornly burning.

In this situation, Lance had already been mentally prepared.

He always believed that Jessica was indeed the first choice for the role of Nancy, not only because of Jessica's beauty, but also because of Jessica's temperament, which gave Nancy a unique feature. In the original comics, Nancy was darker and more depraved, and seemed to have been corroded by the City of Sin; but in the movie of Robert Rodriguez, Nancy was like a lotus in hell, fresh and natural, extraordinary, and like a spring breeze, which made people shine. Jessica's temperament was the best carrier to achieve this goal. This also made Jessica become a hit after the movie was released.

In the Lance version of the movie script, Nancy is closer to the characteristics of the original comics. She is not a kind white lotus, but a thorny rose. Lance's first idea is to let an actor like Megan-fox play. This actress who is famous all over the world with "Transformers" in the future is obviously very consistent with Lance's idea. Megan, who is still an unknown person, is just eighteen years old, which is perfectly in line with the role of Nancy.

However, Meghan's acting skills have become a problem that Lance is worried about. If it is the original "Sin City", then Nancy is a vase. Meghan is competent; but Lance needs Nancy to show her inner miscellaneousness and depth. Meghan's performance is too impetuous and too simple, and even too deliberate, and it is almost impossible to meet Lance's requirements.

Of course, Jessica's acting skills are also urgent. However, Jessica has one advantage, that is, the contrast effect.

Under her seemingly pitiful appearance, she is being swallowed up by the City of Sin bit by bit. The shock created by the soul after falling into darkness brings a stronger impact to the audience, especially the blurred line between justice and evil is even more chaotic. Jessica does not need to perform too profoundly. She only needs to promote the performance based on the plot and reduce the extra details in her performance, not only can she meet Lance's requirements, but also can create a greater contrast shock, which is far more effective than Meghan's performance.

So, Lance knew clearly that even if not today, they would have to face such a situation sooner or later during the filming of the movie.

Lance leaned back slightly. His left leg rested on his right leg, his left hand calmly and naturally placed on his knees, his slender right fingers supported his chin, and his soft lips pursed gently. "So, are you sure you are ready?" The low voice slowly pulled up like a cello, wandering between the golden sunshine. Sexual and tempting.

Jessica became distracted in an instant. Her first reaction in her mind was to nod her head vigorously, and then she threw herself into her broad chest. It seemed that if you could close your eyes and smell the woody fragrance lingering at the tip of your nose, and you could even clearly feel the hot temperature in your palm.

But then, Jessica saw a familiar look in her eyes - a dangerous and deadly light, a distant and calm sharpness. All this is so familiar, isn't it? It was like this when she was "the day after tomorrow" and now it is like this. Her hands couldn't help but clenched into fists, her nails pierced into her palms, causing her to shivered, and then she woke up. At this moment, she was sober like never before.

Lance is a demon, a cold-blooded and ruthless demon. If he needs it, he can use himself at any time, but he will never give any emotion. After using it, he will abandon it aside. He will not care at all. Even if his hands are covered with blood, he can handle everything calmly.

It was like at this moment, last second, he was still alienated like a stranger; at this second, he was like a warm and hospitable master.

Suddenly, Jessica understood what Lance said: Are you ready? Not only is she ready to play the role in "Sin City" to meet the difficult challenges of this movie; but she is also ready to dance with the demon again, stick to her true heart, and no longer be confused.

Last time, Lance gave her a warning, but she still chose to go to the fire without hesitation, and eventually she was covered in bruises; this time, Lance also gave her a warning, and she would make completely different choices.

Looking at Lance in front of her, her carved face was still amazing, but the tide in her heart gradually became silent because she knew how terrible the demon hidden under this face was, and she could destroy a person's world in every move.

All the chaos, all the struggles, and all the disputes in Jessica's mind finally calmed down, calmed down like never before. Instead, she was vigilant, rejection, and fear. At this moment, she finally saw the true face of the poppy flower in front of her.

So the excitement in Jessica's eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by indifference and even more vigilant. She retreated and straightened her back, as if such actions could give her more courage. "Of course, I am an actor, a professional actor. If I were not ready for the challenge, I wouldn't be here, right?"

Emma could hear Jessica's voice trembling, and the gentle Douyin was even more obvious than before, but the emotions conveyed were completely different. It was not anxiety, expectation, fear, fear, or hesitation. The most important thing was not fragility, but... it was tenacious, powerful, and determined, as if you could feel the confidence piled up in the voice bit by bit.

Emma raised her head in surprise and looked at Jessica. Her delicate face was raised gently, like a sunflower facing the rising sun. Her hands on her knees were nervously intertwined together, and her spine stood up straight, as if every detail had been transformed - she was nervous but confident, with distantness in her guard, as if... as if facing a flood and beast.

Flood and beast.

Emma turned her head and her eyes fell on Lance. Lance still had no fluctuations, calm, calm, calm and elegant, as if time was willing to stay on the thick and slender eyelashes. Faced with Jessica's changes, Lance was not only not surprised at all, but even the fluctuations in his emotions were almost impossible to capture. He was calm enough to almost cold blood, cunning enough to almost cruelly, just like a bastard, this word appeared in Emma's mind, but then he denied it - like a demon.

Demons, floods and beasts.

All this is consistent with Emma's previous speculation, isn't it? All this is consistent with what Emma saw that night, isn't it? All this is consistent with Emma's hesitation and concerns, isn't it? But why is she still swaying, not because his charm is too tempting, but because her intuition is roaring: This is not the truth.

Emma widened her eyes and searched every corner of Lance's eyebrows carefully. I wonder if it was an illusion, but she actually captured a trace of fragile loneliness.

This reminded Emma of their first meeting. In the rainstorm all over the sky, she saw a firm and dodging look in her blue eyes. The broken fragility fell faintly, just like the sunlight that penetrated layers of clouds in the cold winter, sparse and weak but warm, hiding the tranquility of seeing through the sad tranquility of a lifetime, wandering, vicissitudes, fragility, and melancholy.

In just a blink of an eye, all the emotions suddenly disappeared. The depressed wandering between strength and fragility dissipated in the sunlight, turning into a golden light, like an elf flapping his wings away. Then, the slightly frown brow slowly stretched out, and all the emotions disappeared, as if it was just the sky blue shirt that made the eyebrows stained with melancholy, as if everything just happened to be Emma's random thoughts. This made Emma's heart suddenly stop beating, and it was stuck in her throat in one breath, with indescribable confusion and confusion.

No, Emma clenched her fists. She knew that all this was not an illusion just now, because this was not the first time she had seen the loneliness hidden between her eyebrows. The demon in front of her was not the Lance she knew.

Perhaps, Lance is an angel and a demon; perhaps, Lance is a good person and a bad person, but Emma is sure that things are not that simple, and she wants to explore, she wants to know the fragility hidden behind that mask, she wants to follow his pace toward the unknown path--although even she herself can't tell the reason why she is so firm, she knows that this is what she wants.

The same sunrise, the same sunset, and the same darkness present different scenes in different eyes, because behind each pair of eyes is a world hidden, and each world is unique. Just like Jessica and Emma, ​​these are two completely different worlds. The same world reflects and projects different scenes in their eyes, which is also the root of different lives and different destinies. Therefore, people always say that personality determines destiny.

Lance's eyes did not fall on Emma at all, but just fell slightly on Jessica's shoulders, and then lowered his eyes and showed a smile. He could feel Jessica's transformation in an instant. This was a good thing. Then he raised his eyes again. Lance's mood still did not change at all, but was a little more relaxed. "No, I think you don't understand the difficulty of this challenge." Lance shook his head gently, and the topic was still around "City of Sin", as if the topic had never left, "What I need is not a vase, but an actor."

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