Lance sat in place, his shoulders being stiff so hard that he couldn't relax, but his breathing finally came. The feeling of being completely weightless and completely out of control just now was still surging in his chest, as if he was really wandering back and forth between the boundaries of life and death. His fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly. He quickly tightened his hands into fists, forcibly suppressing the slight tremor.

Compared to his current situation, he is more concerned about the shooting effect. He is not omnipotent. Many times the situation is often out of control. After experiencing a real car accident, he still has to devote himself to the performance. Even if the content of the performance just now is not difficult, he cannot determine whether the effect presented can meet expectations.

After standing up, the tight muscles felt a little sore, and the feeling of not being able to exert force really made people feel frustrated. Lance took a deep breath, jumped gently on the spot twice, and then returned to normal. He followed Hayden and got into a jeep and returned to the hills.

When he got out of the car, Lance saw a group of people swarming up, his face was tense and his emotions were tense. Countless eyes fell on him, and Albert was almost crying, which made Lance tug the corner of his mouth, wave his hand casually, and simply said, "I'm fine." But everyone still looked at him tightly, and he was unwilling to give up. Lance was really helpless. He had no intention of comforting everyone.

Just as Lance was about to teach everyone a lesson, he noticed a firm and sharp gaze that stinged the skin. Turning his head, Lance saw Emma standing in the crowd.

Emma stared at him with her eyes wide open, calm and calm, without worry, no panic, no sadness, no emotional fluctuations, but she was just a firm look. This made Lance a little irritated and frowned slightly, but she didn't expect Emma to stare at him stubbornly and stubbornly, and was unwilling to show weakness at all, as if... it was condemning his recklessness and recklessness.

Lance was a little guilty. He couldn't help but look away, coughed gently, and said to everyone, "I'm fine, I just took a little time to untie the seat belt, so I delayed for a while." He explained briefly, "The most urgent thing now is to confirm the monitor and see the shooting effect just now."

Lance stepped forward, and his eyes accidentally met Emma again. He saw the strong strength in his eyes. He could not guess Emma's true emotions at this time, but he could see that Emma was trying to become stronger. Lance paused slightly, trying to explain something, but after hesitating for a moment, he lowered his eyes and walked straight to the monitor. After all, he was still unwilling to share his fragility with another person. After all, he was still not used to delivering trust easily.

What's more, Emma is no longer a child.

When they walked to the monitor, everyone followed Lance in a bustling manner, and then came to the monitor screen. After receiving Lance's signal, the playback began. Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and watched the short two-minute clip just now.

Candice bit her lower lip tightly, and she was almost about to cry. Especially after seeing Lance, she understood more clearly how hard and difficult the filming was. At this moment, she finally understood what Lance said during the morning meeting, "Once, it may be one million," which is not a joke. Now Candice is worried whether her exclamation just now was taken in by the microphone. If the perfect scene just now had to be reshooted because of her amateur scream, then she would be really the sinner of the entire crew.

Looking around, Giselle, Adriana and others were all focused on the monitor screen, and even the sound of breathing had disappeared. Candice wanted to escape in panic, but her steps could not move at all and she was completely stiff.

The replay ended soon. Lance stood there without saying a word. The cold and hard face lines were hidden in the messy hair and beard, which made people unable to see clearly. However, the anger and irritability emanating from the body were clearer. This was the hottest moment in the afternoon, but there was an illusion that the temperature began to slowly drop. "Is there something wrong? Is Lance unsatisfied? But...what is wrong?" Everyone's minds came to question marks, but no one dared to ask. Even Albert and Percy closed their mouths tightly. Everyone at the scene did not dare to make a sound. The suffocating tightness almost made people collapse.

Candice felt like she was about to breathe. She looked around for help and finally looked at Emma. They were not only the same age, but also only half a month apart in their birthdays. The two soon became familiar with each other and are now the best friends in the crew.

Candice directly held Emma's hands, and then was startled because Emma's hands were so cold that they were not warm at all. Emma raised her head, Candice looked over worriedly, but Emma shook her head and said she was fine. Then she noticed the panic in Candice's eyes. She asked with her mouth, "What's wrong?"

Candice quickly glanced at Lance's back, then whispered in Emma's ear, "I was so surprised during the filming process. When I saw Lance climbing out of the car, I screamed..." Emma still didn't understand and looked at Candice with a puzzled look on her face. Candice stomped her feet anxiously, "If it was radioed by the microphone, wasn't it because of me, the whole scene was ruined?"

Emma was stunned for a moment, and her nervousness suddenly felt a sense of absurdity, and she couldn't help laughing.

Candice's concerns are correct, because "Rampant Road" is all broadcast on the spot, and the high-sensitivity microphone can easily collect the surrounding noises. Therefore, the actors and staff watching next to each other must keep a certain distance and remain silent. However, Candice has just stood on the hill, and the scene she mentioned was taken on the flat ground below. The two positions were at least five hundred yards apart. The radio microphone on the hill naturally turned off long ago, so her voice would definitely not be collected.

This was originally common sense of the crew and there was no need for too much explanation. But Candice joined the crew for the first time, and the filming process of this work was very special, so it was no wonder Candice was so nervous that she was so nervous that she was forgetful.

Emma looked at Candice seriously, and her nervous expression was so nervous that she was almost collapsed that she was so pitiful that she wanted to tease her that she couldn't help but put away her prank. Emma was about to explain to Candice, but she didn't expect that Lance's vicious voice came right in front of her, "Fuck it, a stupid pig raised by a grass bitch!" The gloomy words seemed to emerge from the depths of hell, which made people shudder, "Grass! Grass! Grass!"

Candice was so scared that she lost her vigor. Her breathing stopped in an instant, and her muscles were stiff and motionless. Emma was really shocked. She didn't understand what was going on, but she felt a huge grip from her palm. She realized that Candice was already scared. She quickly patted Candice's arm and whispered in her ear, "It's not you. The radio microphone here just now has been turned off."

Candice was stunned, not seeming to understand what Emma said. But before she could ask further, Lance walked to Albert and said coldly, "Walkjet!" Albert was scared away by Lance's aggressive eyes, and quickly picked up the walkie-talkie on his waist. Lance snatched it directly, "Damn John Walton nn to pick up the walkie-talkie for me!"

At this time, everyone who stayed in the shooting site was messing around, and countless eyes fell on John. Everyone looked at the walkie-talkie, but it seemed like a bomb, and no one dared to touch it. Even John was frightened. He screamed in his mind, but his body could not move at all. Until someone pushed him behind him, he staggered and rushed forward, then took the walkie-talkie and said in a hurry, "I...I am..."

But before he finished speaking, Lance roared out of the intercom, "What the hell did I tell you? Kick it harder! Do it ruthlessly! Never be soft-hearted! What did you do just now? Are you sissy or didn't bring me forgot about it? That kick just now was so gentle, are you waiting for my forgiveness or reward? God! Are you fucking joking with me? You are a scavenger, what shameless? What shameless and vulgar? What fucking cruel and violent? All were eaten by your bitch? Do you know what you are doing? The kick you just now made all our efforts in vain. You are not a damn man, you are just a fucking soft-legged shrimp! Everything is ruined! All!"

John was the supporting role in the scene just now, but he was the most important supporting role, because in the end he stepped on Max's back and pointed a gun at Max's head, becoming the last straw that crushed Max. But now... John obviously hasn't played well.

"Lance..." Albert tried to persuade Lance, but Lance turned his head suddenly and glared at Albert fiercely. This made Albert's scalp numb and he couldn't help swallowing all his words. But at this time, except him, there was no one in the crew who could persuade Lance, which was also his job.

"The whole scene is remake! All overturned and remake!" Lance said without any doubt, interrupting all the words behind Albert, then turned around and looked at the actors and staff behind him, "Did you see it? That's what I said? No, if you feel that you are not strong enough, if you feel that you are not competent, get out of the crew now!" After that, Lance smashed the intercom hard on the ground, "Grass!" to be continued.

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Chapter completed!