Movie Master

Turning her head, Emma could see Lance standing in the yard. The warm sunlight fell on the broad shoulders, outlining a trace of fatigue in a radiant glow. Emma couldn't imagine how difficult the scene just now was, but she had never seen such a Lance.

If it was normal, she would not have dared to take the initiative to go to help Lance just now, she would not even have such an idea, because Lance is always beautiful, and there is naturally a strong aura in his calmness that makes people dare not approach The field, which is clearly close at hand, seems to be far away at the end of the world, and it is extremely difficult to even take a step closer.

But just now, Lance could hardly stand still. Although he tried his best to cover it up, creating an illusion that he was still not out of the play, making people mistakenly think that it was Jeff's fragility; but she always felt that it was real, that was the real Lance, hidden behind layers of armor Below is a soul that refuses to trust and is afraid of being hurt. She knew that this kind of thinking was absurd, and it was probably her wishful thinking, but... she firmly believed in it.

Through the tired shoulders, Emma seemed to be able to see the slight warmth in the shallow curvature of the corner of Lance's mouth. This is the Lance that no one has really seen.

Unable to bear it, Emma took a step forward, walked into the yard, stopped by Lance's side, raised her head to glance at Lance, and chuckled involuntarily. Lance clearly heard her voice, but he didn't turn his head. His eyebrows were slightly frowned in the middle, and the obvious rejection seemed to say, I need my personal space now, take a good rest and brew, and don't bother me. But Ai But Ma didn't seem to understand. Not only did she not leave, but she still stood there calmly.

Emma turned her head and looked at the courtyard in front of her, stretched her waist greatly, and took a deep breath of the fresh air in the courtyard, So, you really like to perform. No, it should be said that you are here for the performance. Crazy, as if you were born to be an actor—not referring to your appearance, but your acting talent. Emma's brisk tone was jumping under the sun, and the joy and pride in her words were hardly concealed. Let Lance's eyebrows get closer to the middle, the voice is really too noisy, All along, I just think you have passion for movies, and you can see it through your works, if you don't really love movies, 'City of God' would never have been made.

Lance closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth to scold Emma, ​​telling her to leave directly. His mind is in chaos now, he feels exhausted, he needs rest, and quiet. But obviously, Emma didn't seem to want to give him a chance at all, and kept nagging.

But obviously, I was wrong. For the first time, Emma found that admitting her mistakes was such a pleasant thing. The man who said dreams are dead at the beginning actually still has the fanaticism for dreams in his heart. This made Emma start to wonder what this man had gone through, turning the light of dreams into ashes, making the bond of trust disappear completely, and how many scars were hidden under the skin that had confused countless people.

He is like a profound literary masterpiece, many people just read the introduction, or the opening chapter, and then give up impatiently. But as long as you really stick to it, you will find the greatness and richness of this book, which makes people want to stop.

Do you know? When you were performing just now, every move affected everyone's reactions. You even forgot to breathe. You just held your breath and entered the world you built. In a trance, we all forgot this It's the set, it's the crew, and forgetting that you're acting, just believing, that's what really happened.

Lance finally couldn't hold it back, turned his head, and wanted to shut Emma up, but he saw Emma's shining eyes, excited, happy, happy, focused, and enthusiastic. He tried to avert his eyes.

That was the him who used to be, that was the him who was forgotten in the depths of memory, like an ugly wound that he dared not touch or even look directly at, abandoned in a dusty corner, even though it still hurts faintly, but But it was completely forgotten, as if you only need to grit your teeth, the pain can be endured, and then continue to live.

But now, he saw himself in her eyes, and the wound was revealed again.

Lance turned his head in embarrassment, staggered Emma's sight, his hands curled up slightly, and the thumb of his left hand kept rubbing the lines on his fingertips, trying to calm himself down again. However, it is not that easy. It would be much simpler if he were a robot.

Light, when you are performing, there is a lingering light deep in your eyes. It's like, like, that's the most real you! Emma didn't notice the subtle changes in Lance, but just talked Jessica said, venting all her inner feelings, I'm not saying that Jeff is the real you, but that you are the most real in the performance. Realizing her slip of the tongue, Emma vomited Tongue, quickly corrected the words, So, the dream still exists, right? It has always existed, right?

Lance didn't answer, and didn't even turn his head, but Emma just looked at Lance quietly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she had already got the answer she wanted, because Lance didn't deny it. Then, Emma turned her head and shook her body contentedly, I can't wait, I can't wait to see the expressions on the audience's shocked faces because of your performance, and the faces that are surprised by your movie. Then maybe It is the most beautiful scenery in the world.”

A shallow warm current flowed through the bottom of his heart, even though he didn't want to admit, admit his weakness, admit his truth, admit his enthusiasm, but... the words of denial were stuck in his throat, unable to speak out. Shut up! Lance whispered, turning his head, and said viciously, You're noisy, you know? I need to rest, I need to be quiet, you better shut up!

Emma looked at Lance's stern look, but her fierce tone was devoid of momentum, and then she showed a flattering smile, smiling into two crescent-like eyes to meet Lance's sight, not waiting for Lance to come back After saying more, he took his hands out from behind and placed them flat in front of Lance.

It was actually a pack of Skittles.

Lance only felt a blockage in his chest. Looking at Emma's dazzling smile, a burst of anger welled up in his chest, but it dissipated immediately and turned into a moment of helplessness. He took the bag of candy away, and said harshly, You'd better be quiet now! Then he turned his head and ignored Emma.

Emma watched Lance take apart the skittles and threw them into his mouth. She nodded triumphantly and didn't speak any more.

However, the silence lasted less than thirty seconds, and Emma couldn't hold back, and looked at Lance again, Lance, are you willing to be my prom partner? The crisp voice rippling under the afternoon sun It echoes like a silver bell, youthful and beautiful.

Lance rolled his eyes, Quiet, don't you understand?

I'm serious. Emma said relentlessly. If it was before, maybe she would start to be afraid, hesitate, and shrink back. Under Lance's scolding, she would turn around and run away; but now, she will not be like this, she will continue to stay where she is, and she will not put Lance was left alone. She knew that those masks were the armor Lance used to protect himself, she knew it all.

You're underage, and it's still too early for the prom. Lance only felt a dull pain in his temple, but he couldn't help answering patiently.

I'm already a senior in high school, and this is my graduation season. Emma stressed again angrily, poking her neck. Lance always treats her like a child, but the problem is, she's not a child anymore.

She thought for a long time, pondered for a long time, hesitated for a long time, and finally said it today. The prom is the last period of her student period, and it is also an important turning point for her to enter the next stage of her life. She hopes that the person standing beside her is special, unique and unforgettable. Lance, it was him from the very beginning, she hoped that he could be her dance partner and accompany her to spend the best night.

She knew it meant a date invitation; she knew it meant a veiled confession; she knew it meant an impossible challenge. However, looking at Lance in front of her, she was still as determined as ever.

Lance shrugged and didn't answer, which seemed to be tantamount to a refusal. It takes courage for a girl to take the initiative to invite a boy to be her dance partner. The boy did not give a positive answer, which is even more frustrating, but Emma will not give up easily, Will you be my dance partner?

You should invite the boys in the school. Lance turned his head, looked away, picked up the candy bag, but hesitated for a moment, but put it down again.

Emma curled her lips speechlessly, You mean, looking for those stupid muscular guys? They don't have anything else on their minds except alcohol and boobs. That's the worst thing about going to a prom way! I'd rather not go.

Maybe you should communicate more with your peers, or maybe you shouldn't participate. Lance still didn't have much reaction, and said coldly.

Emma raised her mouth depressedly, Can't you be a hero and save the beauty? Attend the prom with me? There is only one chance in life, do you really want me to miss it?

Heroes to save the beauty? Lance meaningfully looked Emma up and down, which made Emma's cheeks heat up, and waved his right fist angrily, avoiding Lance's topic, and said loudly, I know, you may think this is too childish, or that there will always be a chance to attend such a party in the future, but for me, for my youth, this is the most important dance party, you really Don't you want to be my boyfriend?

Because it's so important, you should find someone your age to participate. Lance remained unmoved, patted Emma on the shoulder lightly, turned around and walked into the room, and said loudly, Everyone calls Pull up your spirits and get ready for the second shoot.”

Emma stood where she was, her shoulders drooping in frustration, as if all her strength had been drained in an instant.