Charlize is an excellent actor, but her grasp of the role, control of the plot, and the overall situation are still far from enough, and she completely fails to meet the requirements of Lance.m Wonderful Oriental Literature |

In this scene, Lance's composition is very grand. Start with Ferosa's back. In front of her is a sand dune that slowly climbs up. There is no reference or trace on the empty sand dunes, as if the sight is exactly the same, silent and mysterious. The crimson sand and dust are rendered up layer by layer, perfectly connected with the sky. From here, there is no end at all, let alone the end at all.

This is an inner hint to Ferosa. In order to escape from Immortal Old Joe, she has consumed all her energy, but this road of escape still has no end. She can't escape for as long as she can, where should she escape, and how long can she last... That kind of fatigue, confusion mixed with despair swept over, and that huge pressure crushed Ferosa's shoulders, and she fell to the ground. This was the first step.

Then $$$ novel u. It is a side shot. The breeze blows, sand and dust rolls, and the light golden sunlight falls on the light red sand grains. It is deserted, empty, magnificent, magnificent, but lonely, sad, lonely, and vast. Ferosa's figure kneeling on the desert seems to support the entire sky, and then her emotions reach the extreme at this moment. The kind of desert that is so clear that it is presented to everyone's eyes, deep into the soul, trembling.

On the surface, this scene does not require live special effects or special scenes. It seems that shooting is not difficult, but the requirements are beyond everyone's imagination. Newton is metering light at all times to ensure that the light can be full enough and truly present a lens without impurities; Hayden is constantly adjusting the angle of the camera to ensure that the entire picture will be presented in the golden ratio, meeting the abnormal requirements of Lance... Then there is Charlize, the core of the core. Her performance not only needs to be explosive, but also needs to be layered, deep, powerful, and detailed.

This is not just not simple, but more difficult.

Charlize opened his mouth slightly and looked at Lance blankly, but he shouldn't say anything. She thought the performance was in place, but now it seems that not to say it in place, she even deviated from the right track. But she had no time to think about it, and her whole brain was shocked by Lance's performance, and she couldn't make any sound.

Whenever people think that they see all the potential of Lance, Lance can always bring surprises, or even shocks again.

Lance seemed to have not seen the surging in Charlize's eyes, looked at Charlize's reaction and said directly, "Listen to me, your father did not die in a car accident, but your mother pulled the trigger." The straightforward words did not have any temperature, but Charlize's blood couldn't help but freeze.

When Charlize first debuted in Hollywood, she always insisted that her father died in an accident in a car accident. It was not until the "female devil" brought her Oscar Little Golden Man, and it also brought more attention to her. With the continuous digging of reporters, Charlize was frank that it was her mother who killed her father by mistake. Her father had a problem with alcoholism. Every time she got drunk, she punched and kicked them and daughter. Then one night, things lost control. Her father picked up a pistol to chase them and killed them. Charlize hid under the bed. In order to divert his attention, her mother rushed out with her life. Finally, an accident occurred. Her mother killed her father.

This history was the biggest nightmare in Charlize's childhood. Even after more than ten years, she still lingers with her. Although Charlize confessed this memory to the media, she never wanted to have a deep conversation. What's more, as time went by, that period was no longer topical, and the reporters gingerly did not mention it again.

Today, Lance unstoppablely uncovered the wound. Without any defense, Charlize clenched his hands into fists, and a powerful light burst out from his eyes. He was a little scared, but he was still angry. He seemed to want to tear Lance into several pieces, but Lance did not pause at all and continued to speak, "Everyone said it was an accident, but what if I said, it was not an accident, but a murder? You conspired with your mother..."

"Bang!" Before Lance could finish his words, Charlize slapped him in the face, interrupting Lance's words hard. A clear palm print could be seen on Lance's cheek.

Such an accident made the crew members behind the crew stunned. What happened? Suddenly, Charlize and Lance had a physical conflict? Is this going to be done?

However, Lance raised his right hand, stopped Percy and Albert who were about to rush up, and looked at Charlize again. At this time, Charlize was trembling slightly because he was too angry, and squeezed out a fragmented sentence from his teeth word by word, "You dare..." But after saying this, he could no longer say anything. After the anger reached the extreme, his language lost its function. He just gritted his teeth and stared at Lance with a wide eyelid. A thin layer of mist was covered in his agitated eyes.

Lance gently moved his chin and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Think about it carefully, your father is a demon, beating you and your mother cruelly and bloodyly. Every day, every night, the situation will be repeated. If this continues, either you or your mother, and sooner or later someone will lose his life. So, you two planned this accident..." Charlize raised his right hand again, but this time Lance grabbed Charlize's right hand quickly, widened his eyes, slowly approached, and spoke the devil's words, "But the plan failed. The father noticed your conspiracy, and he took the initiative to punish you severely. In order to make you escape, she grabbed her father's ankle and shouted loudly, 'Run, run, Sally, run!"

Along with Lance's words, bitter despair emerged in Charlize's eyes. The confused panic made his eyes lose its luster, as if he could clearly see the light dimming little by little.

"You took a step, but before you could run to the door, the gunshots rang, and you were stunned. Turning around, you saw the father covered in blood, his pistol was still full of smoke, and the devil's smile was struggling on his face, 'Now it's your turn...' He whispered, walking towards you step by step. You wanted to escape, but you couldn't move at all, and then you fell down, not expecting that the door was opened and lost the support point, you rolled out, grinding your palms, grinding your knees, and sprained your ankles, but the biting pain made you wake up, you started to pull your feet and run wildly, running, running, running."

Lance's voice gradually lowered, Charlize's shoulders had completely hanged down, and he struggled in extreme pain, "You were finally tired, stopped, turned your head, and could no longer see your father's figure, you were saved. But... But where are you now? Look at the strange environment around you, you no longer have home, you can't find a place to settle down, you don't even have a mother, you are the only one left now..."

The low murmur made Charlize fall into fear. She shook her head gently, "Shut up, shut up." She muttered involuntarily, but Lance was not willing to let her go at all. She continued to say, the pain of the memory was rolling, and her soul seemed to be scorching on the flames. "Shut up!" Charlize finally couldn't help it anymore and roared at Lance angrily, "Shut up!" It was like an angry lion roaring, and his red eyes were covered with a layer of hot mist. He stared at Lance in front of him. She wanted to say something, but her brain was in a mess. A sound was released, and he could only roar again, "Shut up!"

Lance finally shut up, he looked at Charlize quietly. After a while, Charlize seemed to calm down, and then he said again, "Good, remember this emotion. This is what I want." Cold and calm, after saying that, Lance stood up and left, "You have three minutes." Then he took a step and left straight.

"Bastard! You are just a bastard! Bastard! Bastard!" Charlize buried her face in her hands and murmured in pain. She was almost on the verge of collapse, but what Lance cares about is just a scene, a damn stupid scene!

The crew members looked at Lance in a daze, and their calm and firm steps did not change at all, as if everything that just happened had no meaning to him. Lance walked to Albert and stretched out three fingers, "Three minutes." After saying that, Lance walked aside, leaving only one back. Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to go forward to disturb Lance.

Lance put his hands in his pocket and tried to find a pack of rainbow candy, but failed. Naturally, there would be no rainbow candy in the costume. Lance wanted to turn around to look for Percy, but gave up. He hid his hands in his pocket to prevent the trembling fingertips from revealing his inner fragility.

That was not Charlize's memory, it was his memory, that painful memory. Gowen, who was lying in a pool of blood, held Frank's calves, "Run, run! Lance, run!" The air was filled with cool water vapor, with the special smell of honeysuckle, and always lingered under his nose and could not be removed.

Lance couldn't help but clench his fists, exerted force, and even so, the pain still made him breathless.

The sound of "rustling" was heard, and Lance's muscles tensed up all over his body, and he was calm and saw Emma's petite figure in his eyes. Emma walked gingerly, raised her right hand from afar, showed a light smile, stopped at three steps away, spreading her right hand, and put a bag of rainbow candy in it.

It is hand-played by members of [*]【Xiao-Shuo-Net】

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