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"I saw you smiling from afar."

Paul, who was sitting on a chair and being manipulated by the body makeup artist, didn't seem to see Josie's hair clips all over her head, and praised her: "The new hairstyle is perfect, it seems that you are in a good mood today."

"Thank you. How are you?" Josie walked to the rest area and sat down, and handed Paul a small box, "The Nokia Bluetooth headset is not yet on the market, I think you will need this little gift."

——Although he said that he is the kind of amateur racing driver who can drive with one hand and read text messages on his mobile phone.

"Do I have a share? Thank you, you are an angel!" Paul happily unpacked and tried on the earphones, "I am doing well. But I guess Ernest must be in a bad mood, because We spent all day yesterday in NG."

He said with a rather distressed sigh.

Josie turned to look at Paul. The body makeup artist was using a small brush to create scars on the side of his ribs. He couldn't hold back his distressed expression just after he sighed, and laughed repeatedly: "It's really itchy, Hahaha, can't you use other brushes or just give me a knife?"

"No. Give up." The makeup artist was calm and told Josie, "In the scene that this guy filmed in the morning, Ernest felt that his headache was always bad, so he just hit himself on the head with an ashtray." Yes. Wow, even our director was stunned at the first sight!"

"Really?" Josie blinked and couldn't help staring at Paul's forehead.

So the bleeding wound on his head...?

"Don't worry, this is just special effect makeup, a piece of fake leather and a blood bag. It's impossible for my blood not to coagulate." As if seeing through Josie's thoughts, Paul tilted his head and pointed at his forehead. So she can see more clearly, "I don't want to show pain, I don't want to, you can just hurt me directly-hey, Ernest seems to be really angry, he just ignored me after that scene, Didn't even eat lunch."

Josie gave Paul a thumbs up, but gave him a sympathetic look, and reminded: "You'd better take a look at the latest filming schedule now, and pray that you don't have too many scenes."

"I've seen it, it's all about our rivalry."

"Wait, 'us'?"

"Yes, I really want world peace."

He uses a meme from the duo's co-film "Spy Belle," and laughs more than anyone else.

"You're really an optimist." Josie smirked at Paul, then turned her head and waved to Ella, "Go and find out if our big director has eaten, if not, go to the dining car and get him one, no Potatoes don't fry fish."

"Okay." Ella tried to suppress a smile.

When Ernest came over later, his face was really condensed, looking like the eye of a storm that could erupt at any time. Even the insurance commissioner stationed on the set was not as angry as he was about Paul hitting himself.

But he still behaved professionally and politely, and there seemed to be nothing unusual except that he didn't give Paul any extra glances.

"Thank you for the lunch, Ella." Ernest nodded slightly, looking at Josie, "Thank you too, J."

"You're welcome." After Josie finished speaking, she asked, "What do you think of the final effect?"

She was asking about her new hairstyle.

Ernest looked around carefully before saying, "Okay. Better than the last fitting we had in Los Angeles."

The one-size-fits-all black hair is neat and smooth, with a length below the collarbone and above the chest. There are no redundant bangs. In order to maintain the best arc in front of the camera, it is being fixed with two rows of non-marking hairpins.

This is what Ernest wanted.

It wasn't long before the noon break. After confirming that there was no problem with the modeling, they first started the rehearsal and positioning. Ernest adjusted the lighting twice, and then the official shooting began——

The night is already deep.

Susan Kevin, who lived alone, opened the door, and there was an unexpected visitor standing outside the door, police detective Dale Spooner. Dr. Kevin glanced at him lightly with his blue eyes shining with silver light. .

"You don't look well." She said without any surprise.

Spooner bared his teeth in pain and shrugged helplessly.

Compared with the professional elites I saw in the American robotics company during the day, Dr. Kevin, who was wearing silver silk home clothes, gave people a slightly less inhuman temperament, and her jet-black and shiny hair poured down, making her beautiful. But the face that was too sharp was a little softer.

But now is not a good time to appreciate beautiful things.

"I haven't had a normal day since I met your rags." Spooner restrained his mind and said habitually, "Can you help me?"

——He is really hard-nosed even begging for help.

"Come in." Dr. Kevin stepped aside.

For a single woman, her house is surprisingly empty and simple, and the large areas of black and dark gray are not cozy enough.

Spooner looked around for a while, then returned his gaze to Dr. Kevin, and asked abruptly, "Do you like cats?"

"Why, my place looks like a pet home?" Dr. Kevin subtly mocked Spooner, and took out a first-aid kit from a cabinet, "And your injuries don't look like cats can make them out." of."

"Well, I had a cat in the trunk, the homeless kind," Spooner said, "and a big construction robot destroyed Lenny's house, and I was there investigating—wait, that What is it doing?"

Dr. Kevin looked in the direction Spooner pointed, and her personal robot NS5 was sitting in front of the TV, with a connecting cable inserted behind its neck, and its photoelectric eyes flickering.

"Regular update." Dr. Kevin turned his head, the movement in his hand was extremely steady.

"Scheduled update?" Spooner repeated, frowning fiercely again, "I don't want our conversation or video content to be recorded by it."

"Okay. Come with me." Dr. Kevin said and took Spooner to the study beside him.

After they entered, Dr. Kevin pressed the fingerprint lock on the wall, the door closed automatically, the special soundproof bulletproof glass automatically changed color, and the room was completely sealed.

Spooner was shown to sit on the only chair. In front of him was a streamlined desk with a very technological sense, made of some kind of frosted reflective metal. On the desk was an open silver notebook with the words " White apple with a bite out.

Dr. Kevin's home, study and table are all indifferent in the same strain as her own, without any extra decorations at all.

Spooner couldn't help but wonder if the woman in front of him didn't even have any extra emotions, because before he even started, he could already imagine the scene where the other person fiddled with the wound expressionlessly for a while, as if nothing could disturb her, maybe this It was also the reason why he came to Dr. Kevin subconsciously after the investigation was blocked and he was injured.

Dr. Kevin rolled up his sleeves, put on disposable medical gloves, and leaned over to sew the wound for Spooner.

Spooner bared his teeth and asked, "What do you know about 'Ghost in the Machine'?"

"All." Dr. Kevin replied, "This is an extended theory based on the three laws, that is, it is possible for simulated cognition to develop into a similar substance of spirit, that is to say, it is also possible for robots to evolve naturally."

"you sure?"

"determine."

"How can you be sure?"

"This is the result of my own research, Inspector."

"...Okay." Spooner tried to read something from Dr. Kevin's overly calm face, but obviously he failed, so he changed the subject and said, "I found this photo at Lanny's house. Who are they?" , why would Lenny put this together with the scrapped NS5 chip?"

Dr. Kevin glanced at the photo.

I saw a woman with a good face and a gentle temperament hugging a little girl about five or six years old, smiling happily and warmly in the photo.

So she stitched more quickly and skillfully, and said briefly: "Lawrence Robertson's ex-wife."

"The Robertson from American Robotics?"

"Yes."

Spooner, who received an affirmative answer, frowned and asked again: "What about this girl?"

This time, Dr. Kevin did not answer Spooner immediately, but paused indiscernibly, and tied a slightly rough knot on the wound that Spooner had sutured.

The camera gives a close-up of her face.

Without any redundant muscle lines, her face is flat and calm, with elegant features and slightly lowered eyes. The metal reflection of the glasses frame falls on the bottom of the eyes, revealing a hint of complexity and coldness.

Dr. Kevin took off his gloves and said, "I don't know."

The filming of this scene was unexpectedly smooth, and only six shots were taken, one of which was the metal tool box of the first aid kit, which took pictures of the machines on the set and caused the picture to be broken.

Almost everyone on the set was moved, and it was clear that after Ernest spoke to copy this shot, they could continue to complete another scene on the shooting list.

And Paul's performance has also improved a little bit compared to the original audition and script reading meeting—although only a little bit—it seems that during Josie's absence, he has been severely drilled by Ernest, so he is now His acting skills plus a part of his real performance just fit the role of Dale Spooner.

"The way you sew just now is too professional." In the rest area, Paul asked while taking off his clothes: "Did you learn this specifically for this scene?"

Josie leaned back in her chair to ask the makeup artist to touch up her makeup, and replied: "I once played a doctor in a movie, and I re-practiced for two days before I knew I was going to do this scene."

Paul couldn't help but look at Josie a few more times. He remembered that the movie was a love affair between Josie and her ex-boyfriend Jim Rose Stewart. After that, she didn't seem to have a fixed and public partner. An LTP hidden in a cupboard.

But it is obvious that Josie's sexual orientation is very popular and straight.

For example, after Paul took off his shirt for the convenience of body makeup, her eyes were the same as that of every woman around her, and she was even bolder and more straightforward, as if she was admiring some kind of artwork with relish.

Thinking of this, Paul happened to meet Josie's gaze.

He couldn't help looking away, cleared his throat a little uncomfortably, and then continued: "I've seen that movie, "Like Heaven", right? I still remember a scene where you were swimming at Leonardo's house, That was so much fun."

"I think I need to break your fantasy, it's not funny at all," Josie said, "When we made Titanic, we had a psychological shadow on this kind of underwater scene, especially I hang out with Leo and he's always very fussy and you can't help but lose your temper."

"This sounds more interesting." Paul kept smiling, which made people feel very soft.