Chapter 1394: 1394
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Simmons watched quietly at Lan Li, who was close at hand. He could clearly describe the facial features that outlined the face. They were young and handsome, deep and soft, seemingly plain but combined together, they revealed something. The unique charm, inadvertently locked the line of sight, can not be removed.
This is the actor who has swept the entire Hollywood. He has created countless brilliance and history at a young age, and has undoubtedly left a place in the long river of film history.
This gave Simmons a sense of frustration.
Not because of envy or jealousy, but because of a sense of distance. The sense of distance brought about by the huge gap in honor, prestige, strength, talent, works, etc., breeds a kind of timidity and hesitation from the depths of my heart. At the end of the release and explosion of the performance, it is like a rein, a dungeon. I firmly controlled every muscle of my body, and the right hand raised high just couldn't shake it down.
He knows, he knows it all.
This is just a show. For this slap, they have rehearsed countless times. Even though Damien said that he could take the place to shoot, Lan Li still actively asked for real guns and shots. Mein expressed his active support for the idea of using a long lens to complete the full-time scheduling.
I hope to really show the texture of the crazy out of control, and perfectly push the relationship between Andrew and Fletcher to the first breaking point.
All is ready except for the opportunity.
However, after investing in the actual shooting, Simmons still couldn't control his nervousness. "Len Li-Hall", just a name, possesses deterrence and shock, as if... it is like a piece of history. Although this description is really not appropriate, the sense of oppression is indeed real. As heavy as history.
More importantly, Lanly’s performance is gradual and in-depth. The sense of involvement revealed by the details of his eyes and movements makes Simmons completely unable to extricate himself. He can only move forward passively. Unconsciously, the rhythm of his performance seems to be There was also a faint state of loss of control, but it made him start to panic.
Simmons was almost out of breath.
This cannot be blamed on Simmons. Before "Blasting Drummer", he had shot countless works, but he will always be someone else’s father or someone else’s boss or someone else’s neighbor. He is a dispensable existence in the lens. Even if you have a long line, the audience will never notice this chess piece.
He is that kind of actor, "Oh oh oh, I know you, the uncle you starred in that movie, that, that's that, right? I think you are very, very familiar!" It seems that everyone passing by can recognize He came, but no one could really "recognize" him.
Now, not only has he become one of the most important supporting roles in the movie, but he is also collaborating with the most influential actors today. All eyes are on his shoulders in an instant, and the ubiquitous pressure cannot be ignored. , Even if you work hard and work hard, there are some things that can't be overcome with hard work.
The lack of experience and the ups and downs of experience will inevitably make people suffer from gains and losses in times of stress. It is precisely because they have never had it before that they become more nervous.
"Jk, during the rehearsal, everything was okay, didn’t it? Everything went smoothly during the shooting just now. What's the matter? What's the matter? Talk to me, jk, I need you to talk to me, just now The filming of the movie is perfect, all the emotions are very full, all the emotions are in place, why? Why did you stop suddenly? God!"
Damien was even more annoyed than the person involved. He grabbed his hair fiercely and couldn't help but began to sigh.
Simmons couldn't say a word, he himself was very upset and regretful, but he just couldn't control it, what should he do?
Take a deep breath, take a deep breath; turn around and walk back again. Simmons is like an ant on a hot pot. There is no way for the whole person to settle down. He has never encountered a similar situation in his career. He doesn't know how to deal with it, and he doesn't know how to deal with it. I knew I needed to calm down, but it was too difficult.
Damien’s voice is still reverberating in his ears, but he is drifting away. He can only vaguely capture some irregular syllables, but cannot be completely coherent, let alone the content and the content of the words. Convey the meaning. Simmons tried to focus his attention and return to the role. He always felt that the surrounding environment was a little wrong, but he couldn't tell a reason. This feeling was really weird.
Turning his head inadvertently, Lan Li's figure was once again caught out of the line of sight, and then Simmons suddenly realized:
Lan Li didn't speak, this is the weird thing.
Since the filming was unexpectedly interrupted, Lan Li has never spoken. Damien’s chagrin, the exclamation of the staff, the noisy of the band members, and Simmons’ own depression and aggrieved are all in a bustling chaos. In the midst, Lan Li remained silent and quiet all the time, like an outsider.
This is really weird.
"Len Li?" Simmons realized that he should apologize to Lan Li.
As Damien said, the performance just now went smoothly, and it was done in one go. From the rhythm to the emotions to the lines, all the coordination and communication were perfect. If it wasn't for Simmons's emergency brake at the last moment, then the filming of this scene It is an absolute model that cannot be copied; but, unfortunately, there is no if.
Lanly raised his jaw and cast his sights-Andrew is the drummer and Fletcher is the conductor, so Andrew is sitting and Fletcher is standing, and the space between the two people creates an invisible sense of oppression. At this moment, Lan Li looked up at Simmons, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"Is that right..." Simmons said, but the "sorry" syllable just came out, and it stopped on the tip of the tongue. All the sounds behind quietly disappeared, staring into Lan Li's eyes in a daze.
It was a pair of clear and translucent eyes. The light brown luster rippled in the cream light of the rehearsal room. They were clean and bright. It seemed that they could not find a trace of impurities. It could even be said to be pure and innocent, as if never Really experienced the violent storms of the world, with a little tenderness.
Simmons couldn't help but froze a little, this kind of blue ceremony...not quite right.
The words quietly stopped at his mouth, Simmons frowned slightly and began to explore earnestly. His eyes were like rays of light passing through a crystal ball, with bursts of colorful light, reflecting different textures and light. Halo has evolved countless possibilities.
Now, the traces of the pupil contraction can be clearly captured, revealing a trace of timidity, a trace of tension and a trace of panic, and then the focus and focal length of the line of sight are quietly shifting bit by bit, seeming to be avoiding Simmons's. Watching and looking, the hesitation and panic that is constantly rolling in the heart is slowly crushing all defenses, and even the slightly tight shoulder muscles can be vaguely felt, even the neck and chin have become stiff. .
He was scared.
Not only fear, but also chaos and fear, like a snail, retreating into its own shell, trying to use a hard shell to conceal his cowardice and fragility.
Simmons didn’t even need to do any movement, just cast his gaze silently, and then he could see that the young and handsome face was disintegrating, he subconsciously licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, which was not only ineffective, but also exposed. With dry mouth and anxiety and tension, even the swallowing action became extremely difficult.
Reflexively, he raised his right hand and tried to wipe the sweat off his nose, but then he realized that because he was too nervous, his fingers curled up like chicken feet, holding the drumsticks stubbornly, unable to relax, and unable to relax. Control, that action is so funny that it becomes impossible to wipe sweat.
He quickly put down his right hand, using the shadow cast by the drum kit to hide the dilemma of his hands~www.novelhall.com~ First, sir? "He said, the tense voice was so dry that there was no temperature, and even the simplest monosyllable word was broken into two paragraphs.
Involuntarily, the corners of Simmons's mouth rose slightly and gently, and the person in front of him should be... Andrew, Andrew Neiman.
The young man who thinks he is a genius and complacent, the little fur boy who knows how to enter school but doesn't know what is really elegant art, the freshman who has some talents but no basic skills at all, that is only nineteen years old. Rookie who doesn't know the world.
A little compliment can make him forget, a little questioning can make him upset.
Really a loser, a novice loser who doesn't even know how to spell the root "lose" of failure, even among the losers is the bottom of the rubbish.
Simmons began to approach slowly, and then saw Andrew’s pupils shaking violently. He was trying to avoid this, not wanting to expose his nervousness and timidity, but as everyone knows, he is like an open book. He showed himself completely defenselessly.
"I... I don't know." Andrew said again, trying to add something, opening his mouth, but all the words behind it disappeared in his throat, and the tight muscles made the shoulders shrug in an extremely strange posture. I got up, and in the end, I still couldn't say a reason, but I repeated again, "I don't know."
He didn't know where he went wrong, he didn't know how to correct it, he didn't even know what was going on right now.
Simmons-no, it should be Fletcher to be precise, he knew that he had all the initiative.
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Simmons watched quietly at Lan Li, who was close at hand. He could clearly describe the facial features that outlined the face. They were young and handsome, deep and soft, seemingly plain but combined together, they revealed something. The unique charm, inadvertently locked the line of sight, can not be removed.
This is the actor who has swept the entire Hollywood. He has created countless brilliance and history at a young age, and has undoubtedly left a place in the long river of film history.
This gave Simmons a sense of frustration.
Not because of envy or jealousy, but because of a sense of distance. The sense of distance brought about by the huge gap in honor, prestige, strength, talent, works, etc., breeds a kind of timidity and hesitation from the depths of my heart. At the end of the release and explosion of the performance, it is like a rein, a dungeon. I firmly controlled every muscle of my body, and the right hand raised high just couldn't shake it down.
He knows, he knows it all.
This is just a show. For this slap, they have rehearsed countless times. Even though Damien said that he could take the place to shoot, Lan Li still actively asked for real guns and shots. Mein expressed his active support for the idea of using a long lens to complete the full-time scheduling.
I hope to really show the texture of the crazy out of control, and perfectly push the relationship between Andrew and Fletcher to the first breaking point.
All is ready except for the opportunity.
However, after investing in the actual shooting, Simmons still couldn't control his nervousness. "Len Li-Hall", just a name, possesses deterrence and shock, as if... it is like a piece of history. Although this description is really not appropriate, the sense of oppression is indeed real. As heavy as history.
More importantly, Lanly’s performance is gradual and in-depth. The sense of involvement revealed by the details of his eyes and movements makes Simmons completely unable to extricate himself. He can only move forward passively. Unconsciously, the rhythm of his performance seems to be There was also a faint state of loss of control, but it made him start to panic.
Simmons was almost out of breath.
This cannot be blamed on Simmons. Before "Blasting Drummer", he had shot countless works, but he will always be someone else’s father or someone else’s boss or someone else’s neighbor. He is a dispensable existence in the lens. Even if you have a long line, the audience will never notice this chess piece.
He is that kind of actor, "Oh oh oh, I know you, the uncle you starred in that movie, that, that's that, right? I think you are very, very familiar!" It seems that everyone passing by can recognize He came, but no one could really "recognize" him.
Now, not only has he become one of the most important supporting roles in the movie, but he is also collaborating with the most influential actors today. All eyes are on his shoulders in an instant, and the ubiquitous pressure cannot be ignored. , Even if you work hard and work hard, there are some things that can't be overcome with hard work.
The lack of experience and the ups and downs of experience will inevitably make people suffer from gains and losses in times of stress. It is precisely because they have never had it before that they become more nervous.
"Jk, during the rehearsal, everything was okay, didn’t it? Everything went smoothly during the shooting just now. What's the matter? What's the matter? Talk to me, jk, I need you to talk to me, just now The filming of the movie is perfect, all the emotions are very full, all the emotions are in place, why? Why did you stop suddenly? God!"
Damien was even more annoyed than the person involved. He grabbed his hair fiercely and couldn't help but began to sigh.
Simmons couldn't say a word, he himself was very upset and regretful, but he just couldn't control it, what should he do?
Take a deep breath, take a deep breath; turn around and walk back again. Simmons is like an ant on a hot pot. There is no way for the whole person to settle down. He has never encountered a similar situation in his career. He doesn't know how to deal with it, and he doesn't know how to deal with it. I knew I needed to calm down, but it was too difficult.
Damien’s voice is still reverberating in his ears, but he is drifting away. He can only vaguely capture some irregular syllables, but cannot be completely coherent, let alone the content and the content of the words. Convey the meaning. Simmons tried to focus his attention and return to the role. He always felt that the surrounding environment was a little wrong, but he couldn't tell a reason. This feeling was really weird.
Turning his head inadvertently, Lan Li's figure was once again caught out of the line of sight, and then Simmons suddenly realized:
Lan Li didn't speak, this is the weird thing.
Since the filming was unexpectedly interrupted, Lan Li has never spoken. Damien’s chagrin, the exclamation of the staff, the noisy of the band members, and Simmons’ own depression and aggrieved are all in a bustling chaos. In the midst, Lan Li remained silent and quiet all the time, like an outsider.
This is really weird.
"Len Li?" Simmons realized that he should apologize to Lan Li.
As Damien said, the performance just now went smoothly, and it was done in one go. From the rhythm to the emotions to the lines, all the coordination and communication were perfect. If it wasn't for Simmons's emergency brake at the last moment, then the filming of this scene It is an absolute model that cannot be copied; but, unfortunately, there is no if.
Lanly raised his jaw and cast his sights-Andrew is the drummer and Fletcher is the conductor, so Andrew is sitting and Fletcher is standing, and the space between the two people creates an invisible sense of oppression. At this moment, Lan Li looked up at Simmons, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"Is that right..." Simmons said, but the "sorry" syllable just came out, and it stopped on the tip of the tongue. All the sounds behind quietly disappeared, staring into Lan Li's eyes in a daze.
It was a pair of clear and translucent eyes. The light brown luster rippled in the cream light of the rehearsal room. They were clean and bright. It seemed that they could not find a trace of impurities. It could even be said to be pure and innocent, as if never Really experienced the violent storms of the world, with a little tenderness.
Simmons couldn't help but froze a little, this kind of blue ceremony...not quite right.
The words quietly stopped at his mouth, Simmons frowned slightly and began to explore earnestly. His eyes were like rays of light passing through a crystal ball, with bursts of colorful light, reflecting different textures and light. Halo has evolved countless possibilities.
Now, the traces of the pupil contraction can be clearly captured, revealing a trace of timidity, a trace of tension and a trace of panic, and then the focus and focal length of the line of sight are quietly shifting bit by bit, seeming to be avoiding Simmons's. Watching and looking, the hesitation and panic that is constantly rolling in the heart is slowly crushing all defenses, and even the slightly tight shoulder muscles can be vaguely felt, even the neck and chin have become stiff. .
He was scared.
Not only fear, but also chaos and fear, like a snail, retreating into its own shell, trying to use a hard shell to conceal his cowardice and fragility.
Simmons didn’t even need to do any movement, just cast his gaze silently, and then he could see that the young and handsome face was disintegrating, he subconsciously licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, which was not only ineffective, but also exposed. With dry mouth and anxiety and tension, even the swallowing action became extremely difficult.
Reflexively, he raised his right hand and tried to wipe the sweat off his nose, but then he realized that because he was too nervous, his fingers curled up like chicken feet, holding the drumsticks stubbornly, unable to relax, and unable to relax. Control, that action is so funny that it becomes impossible to wipe sweat.
He quickly put down his right hand, using the shadow cast by the drum kit to hide the dilemma of his hands~www.novelhall.com~ First, sir? "He said, the tense voice was so dry that there was no temperature, and even the simplest monosyllable word was broken into two paragraphs.
Involuntarily, the corners of Simmons's mouth rose slightly and gently, and the person in front of him should be... Andrew, Andrew Neiman.
The young man who thinks he is a genius and complacent, the little fur boy who knows how to enter school but doesn't know what is really elegant art, the freshman who has some talents but no basic skills at all, that is only nineteen years old. Rookie who doesn't know the world.
A little compliment can make him forget, a little questioning can make him upset.
Really a loser, a novice loser who doesn't even know how to spell the root "lose" of failure, even among the losers is the bottom of the rubbish.
Simmons began to approach slowly, and then saw Andrew’s pupils shaking violently. He was trying to avoid this, not wanting to expose his nervousness and timidity, but as everyone knows, he is like an open book. He showed himself completely defenselessly.
"I... I don't know." Andrew said again, trying to add something, opening his mouth, but all the words behind it disappeared in his throat, and the tight muscles made the shoulders shrug in an extremely strange posture. I got up, and in the end, I still couldn't say a reason, but I repeated again, "I don't know."
He didn't know where he went wrong, he didn't know how to correct it, he didn't even know what was going on right now.
Simmons-no, it should be Fletcher to be precise, he knew that he had all the initiative.
Simmons watched quietly at Lan Li, who was close at hand. He could clearly describe the facial features that outlined the face. They were young and handsome, deep and soft, seemingly plain but combined together, they revealed something. The unique charm, inadvertently locked the line of sight, can not be removed.This is the actor who has swept the entire Hollywood. He has created countless brilliance and history at a young age, and has undoubtedly left a place in the long river of film history.This gave Simmons a sense of frustration.Not because of envy or jealousy, but because of a sense of distance. The sense of distance brought about by the huge gap in honor, prestige, strength, talent, works, etc., breeds a kind of timidity and hesitation from the depths of my heart. At the end of the release and explosion of the performance, it is like a rein, a dungeon. I firmly controlled every muscle of my body, and the right hand raised high just couldn't shake it down.He knows, he knows it all.This is just a show. For this slap, they have rehearsed countless times. Even though Damien said that he could take the place to shoot, Lan Li still actively asked for real guns and shots. Mein expressed his active support for the idea of using a long lens to complete the full-time scheduling.I hope to really show the texture of the crazy out of control, and perfectly push the relationship between Andrew and Fletcher to the first breaking point.All is ready except for the opportunity.However, after investing in the actual shooting, Simmons still couldn't control his nervousness. "Len Li-Hall", just a name, possesses deterrence and shock, as if... it is like a piece of history. Although this description is really not appropriate, the sense of oppression is indeed real. As heavy as history.More importantly, Lanly's performance is gradual and in-depth. The sense of involvement revealed by the details of his eyes and movements makes Simmons completely unable to extricate himself. He can only move forward passively. Unconsciously, the rhythm of his performance seems to be There was also a faint state of loss of control, but it made him start to panic.Simmons was almost out of breath.This cannot be blamed on Simmons. Before "Blasting Drummer", he had shot countless works, but he will always be someone else's father or someone else's boss or someone else's neighbor. He is a dispensable existence in the lens. Even if you have a long line, the audience will never notice this chess piece.He is that kind of actor, "Oh oh oh, I know you, the uncle you starred in that movie, that, that's that, right? I think you are very, very familiar!" It seems that everyone passing by can recognize He came, but no one could really "recognize" him.Now, not only has he become one of the most important supporting roles in the movie, but he is also collaborating with the most influential actors today. All eyes are on his shoulders in an instant, and the ubiquitous pressure cannot be ignored. , Even if you work hard and work hard, there are some things that can't be overcome with hard work.The lack of experience and the ups and downs of experience will inevitably make people suffer from gains and losses in times of stress. It is precisely because they have never had it before that they become more nervous."Jk, during the rehearsal, everything was okay, didn't it? Everything went smoothly during the shooting just now. What's the matter? What's the matter? Talk to me, jk, I need you to talk to me, just now The filming of the movie is perfect, all the emotions are very full, all the emotions are in place, why? Why did you stop suddenly? God!"Damien was even more annoyed than the person involved. He grabbed his hair fiercely and couldn't help but began to sigh.Simmons couldn't say a word, he himself was very upset and regretful, but he just couldn't control it, what should he do?Take a deep breath, take a deep breath; turn around and walk back again. Simmons is like an ant on a hot pot. There is no way for the whole person to settle down. He has never encountered a similar situation in his career. He doesn't know how to deal with it, and he doesn't know how to deal with it. I knew I needed to calm down, but it was too difficult.Damien's voice is still reverberating in his ears, but he is drifting away. He can only vaguely capture some irregular syllables, but cannot be completely coherent, let alone the content and the content of the words. Convey the meaning. Simmons tried to focus his attention and return to the role. He always felt that the surrounding environment was a little wrong, but he couldn't tell a reason. This feeling was really weird.Turning his head inadvertently, Lan Li's figure was once again caught out of the line of sight, and then Simmons suddenly realized:Lan Li didn't speak, this is the weird thing.Since the filming was unexpectedly interrupted, Lan Li has never spoken. Damien's chagrin, the exclamation of the staff, the noisy of the band members, and Simmons' own depression and aggrieved are all in a bustling chaos. In the midst, Lan Li remained silent and quiet all the time, like an outsider.This is really weird."Len Li?" Simmons realized that he should apologize to Lan Li.As Damien said, the performance just now went smoothly, and it was done in one go. From the rhythm to the emotions to the lines, all the coordination and communication were perfect. If it wasn't for Simmons's emergency brake at the last moment, then the filming of this scene It is an absolute model that cannot be copied; but, unfortunately, there is no if.Lanly raised his jaw and cast his sights-Andrew is the drummer and Fletcher is the conductor, so Andrew is sitting and Fletcher is standing, and the space between the two people creates an invisible sense of oppression. At this moment, Lan Li looked up at Simmons, with a trace of doubt in his eyes."Is that right..." Simmons said, but the "sorry" syllable just came out, and it stopped on the tip of the tongue. All the sounds behind quietly disappeared, staring into Lan Li's eyes in a daze.It was a pair of clear and translucent eyes. The light brown luster rippled in the cream light of the rehearsal room. They were clean and bright. It seemed that they could not find a trace of impurities. It could even be said to be pure and innocent, as if never Really experienced the violent storms of the world, with a little tenderness.Simmons couldn't help but froze a little, this kind of blue ceremony...not quite right.The words quietly stopped at his mouth, Simmons frowned slightly and began to explore earnestly. His eyes were like rays of light passing through a crystal ball, with bursts of colorful light, reflecting different textures and light. Halo has evolved countless possibilities.Now, the traces of the pupil contraction can be clearly captured, revealing a trace of timidity, a trace of tension and a trace of panic, and then the focus and focal length of the line of sight are quietly shifting bit by bit, seeming to be avoiding Simmons's. Watching and looking, the hesitation and panic that is constantly rolling in the heart is slowly crushing all defenses, and even the slightly tight shoulder muscles can be vaguely felt, even the neck and chin have become stiff. .He was scared.Not only fear, but also chaos and fear, like a snail, retreating into its own shell, trying to use a hard shell to conceal his cowardice and fragility.Simmons didn't even need to do any movement, just cast his gaze silently, and then he could see that the young and handsome face was disintegrating, he subconsciously licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, which was not only ineffective, but also exposed. With dry mouth and anxiety and tension, even the swallowing action became extremely difficult.Reflexively, he raised his right hand and tried to wipe the sweat off his nose, but then he realized that because he was too nervous, his fingers curled up like chicken feet, holding the drumsticks stubbornly, unable to relax, and unable to relax. Control, that action is so funny that it becomes impossible to wipe sweat.He quickly put down his right hand, using the shadow cast by the drum kit to hide the dilemma of his hands~www.novelhall.com~ First, sir? "He said, the tense voice was so dry that there was no temperature, and even the simplest monosyllable word was broken into two paragraphs.Involuntarily, the corners of Simmons's mouth rose slightly and gently, and the person in front of him should be... Andrew, Andrew Neiman.The young man who thinks he is a genius and complacent, the little fur boy who knows how to enter school but doesn't know what is really elegant art, the freshman who has some talents but no basic skills at all, that is only nineteen years old. Rookie who doesn't know the world.A little compliment can make him forget, a little questioning can make him upset.Really a loser, a novice loser who doesn't even know how to spell the root "lose" of failure, even among the losers is the bottom of the rubbish.Simmons began to approach slowly, and then saw Andrew's pupils shaking violently. He was trying to avoid this, not wanting to expose his nervousness and timidity, but as everyone knows, he is like an open book. He showed himself completely defenselessly."I... I don't know." Andrew said again, trying to add something, opening his mouth, but all the words behind it disappeared in his throat, and the tight muscles made the shoulders shrug in an extremely strange posture. I got up, and in the end, I still couldn't say a reason, but I repeated again, "I don't know."He didn't know where he went wrong, he didn't know how to correct it, he didn't even know what was going on right now.Simmons-no, it should be Fletcher to be precise, he knew that he had all the initiative.
