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AMERICAN ENTERTAINMENT

In Hollywood in 1994, the era of superstars was about to begin. At the same time, a fledgling actress embarked on a journey and opened the road to domination for more than 20 years She is an American sweetheart that never fades, an eternal deep-sea diamond on the sunken ship, and a stunning female thief and an invincible super agent. The Hollywood stars of the nineties shine, but Josie. Horton has always been unique, because no one can become the Oscar tumor and grossing queen of film history like her, and write her name into the textbooks of finance, the Internet and history!

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CHAPTER 50, DAILY SHOOT 2

Hobritt watched the playback on the monitor, but did not immediately comment, but let the two actors reshoot two, unfortunately, after that, there was no spark of the first one, it can only be said that it was useless.

He had to wave his hand and give the actors a thirty-minute break to prepare for the next scene.

Josie and Richard. Kiel passed by after the play, and there was no unnecessary eye contact throughout the process, the latter still maintained the mature and elegant elite style, did not say ruthlessly or get carried away because he snatched back the initiative for a while, but completely ignored Josie, the actor who cooperated with the rival play.

Sensing the contradiction between the two leading actors, the atmosphere in the crew was much more serious than before.

By the way, because Paramount bit the lowest salary, Josie's agency team turned to her to win the treatment of an A-grade star during the filming of the crew, including independent dressing room, RV, chef and other treatment, and her name is second only to Richard on the movie poster and the credits of the film's opening credits. Gere, with the film's serious heroine Laura. Linny is tied.

Ella. Elliot exchanged a look with her assistant, silently fixed Josie's hairstyle with non-marking hairpins and curls, and picked up the three-color foundation and makeup puff on the dressing table to touch up her makeup.

Josie's waist is straight, her eyes are staring up at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling, two slightly pale lips can be made dry, the corners of her mouth are pursed tightly, and the tip of her tongue in her mouth gently presses against her palate, no one knows what she is thinking.

Ella. Elliot's right hand holding the puff lifted down, and Josie followed the trend, her gaze almost fixed on the thumb of her left hand, which was still delicate and smooth, without the barbs she had imagined when performing.

Wrath.

Stay angry.

This wildfire-like emotion burned wildly in Josie's chest, and there was an indescribable wonderful vitality that filled her with strength.

Josie closed her eyes slightly, stretched her neck and moved her stiff body.

When I opened my eyes again, there was already an undercurrent of emotions under my eyes, like a deep current in the quiet sea, just waiting to erupt in an instant!

"Action!"

With Hobritt's order, the filming of Josie's most important personality switch began to be, and the two leading actors instantly entered the performance state.

Continuing the status of the previous article, Richard. Martin, the lawyer played by Gere, used the advantages brought by his tall body to coldly question Allen, played by Josie, "Did you draw lines in the book?" "

His sharp gaze pressed into Alan, making it impossible for Eren to dodge.

Ellenser shrunk, her hands still clasping her arms, and then she raised her face in a small arc, and then lowered her eyelashes.

The slender eyelashes were straight and thick, like two shadows that wanted to say nothing, and gently fell into Allen's big pure and innocent eyes.

Allen said, "No, I didn't. "

Her bite was well-behaved, just as docile and well-behaved as her people, only a little trembling from the cause of fright.

As if some kind of little animal falling into a trap.

Martin reassured, "Really? I don't believe it, you're lying. "

The panic in Alan's eyes was very clear, and a pair of big blue eyes did not blink, and their eyes were red at a speed visible to the naked eye: "No, I-"

"I've seen that videotape!" Martin interrupted Eren sharply, his tone fast and forceful, "I've seen it, damn it, I already fucking know everything he did to you, so what else do you have to explain!" "

His eyes were very cold and fierce, as if sitting in front of him was not the person he was going to defend, but the prisoner who was being interrogated.

Eren hurriedly shook his head, only to deny helplessly one after another: "No, no, no..."

Martin is in a position, with broad shoulders blocking in front of the camera.

But the camera zooms instead, over his shoulder, freezing the center of the frame on Alan's face.

Allen's pale lips couldn't help trembling, his eyes were full of water, and the whole person trembled with fear, but this blonde snow-skinned face was soft and pure like an angel walking in the mortal world, and this performance had a strange holy and fragile beauty.

Martin was not confused, he suddenly stepped forward, almost blocked Allen's entire face, and said loudly: "You killed people!" "

Erenteng stood up, turned away as if unable to face it, stepped away from Martin and retreated to the wall, muttering, "No..."

As soon as she spoke, tears couldn't help but roll down.

Martin approached again, his tall and sturdy body like a heavy shadow shrouded the petite Allen, "He was killed by you!" You bastard! "

"No..." Allen's voice became weaker and weaker, and even his breath was a little broken, "It's not me... No... It's not..."

She hugged her head as if she were running away and slipped out of Martin's side, her whole body almost trembling nervously.

Allen's fleeing face appears in front of the camera.

A small face that is not the size of a slap is so pale that there is no blood, the lips do not know when they have been bitten off the skin, and the dry lip flaps are dripping with a few traces of blood, as if they can make people outside the camera also taste blood.

The blonde hair wet his sideburns and forehead with cold sweat, making Eren extremely embarrassed and helpless, but his big red eyes became clearer and more moving, and he could even see the long dark eyelashes that were linked by tears.

This pear blossom crying scene with rain can definitely make most people can't help but be moved.

But Martin is clearly an exception.

While following Allen, he sneered: "It's you!" You hands-"

"No-"

Alan's voice suddenly became sharp, her hands clasping her head and covering her ears, as if this would keep everything that happened to her out of her own world.

She closed her eyes tightly, and her whole person trembled inexplicably like a taut string.

Martin on the side followed like a shadow, blocking the side light belonging to Allen.

However, when he still wanted to go further, Allen was shocked, opened his eyes suddenly, and his inorganic eyes like a beast shot out, stunned Martin's steps in place.

The blocked light source caused all of Alan's facial features to fall into shadow.

And under this thick and somber tone, her eyes are astonishingly bright.

Violent, vicious, vicious.

She didn't hide any negative emotions, and she didn't need any cover-up.

Allen lowered his eyebrows, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in a cold voice: "Bastard, you're talking to me, huh?" "

At this moment, her originally slightly weak and too weak appearance seemed to have faded the redundant shell, brazenly showing a completely different strong style, and it was also a little beautiful.

Alan's eyes were very calm and calm, even a little carelessly indifferent.

She raised her hand and swept her slightly wet hair back, revealing a clear face full of provocation and malice, cornflower-colored eyes were as cold and sharp as snow, and only a faint scarlet flew at the end of her eyes, adding a touch of evil temperament.

"Who the are you?" Eren grabbed Martin by the collar.

Martin's reaction slowed down for a moment, and he hesitated and asked, "... Who are you again? "

"This is my territory, who the are you asking me?" Allen tilted his head and stretched out his right hand to pat Martin's cheek crisply and loudly, "Aha, I remember, you guy is a lawyer." "

She even showed a hint of a smile.

This smile accompanies her action of patting Martin's cheek, giving the whole picture an undisguised malice and an absurdity bordering on humiliation.

Martin flinched back, his eyes uncertain.

This look is wonderful.

Those who belong to barristers, hidden under withdrawal, hidden observations and calculations, are all properly expressed, making the image of this conceited lawyer very vivid.

Allen sneered at Martin and pushed him away.

Martin's back hit the edge of the table defenselessly, and the pain from his tail vertebrae forced him to lean back, a look of pain on his face.

The strong and weak relationship between the two has long been reversed.

Allen lifted his chin, pulled over a chair and sat down in turn, saying, "You're done playing, lawyer, this time Eren is dead." Ahhhhhh "

Her eyes were shining, and she stared at Martin's expression in front of her, as if she was observing some interesting prey.

"What about Alan?" Martin's face twitched in pain, and even his speech became short.

"Who the fuck knows." Eren picked the corners of his mouth and let out a chuckle, "Hide where to cry your nose, poor idiot, you fucking freaked her out, lawyer." "

Martin didn't answer, still asking, "Where is Alan?" "

Eren shrugged, spread his hands and said, "Who knows." "

This is a rude action that a real Allen would never do, and at this moment her legs are sitting with her legs wide open, and bright incandescent lamps are shining directly above her head, making her unbridled crazy face unreservedly presented in the camera.

Her face is a flawless work of art, her facial features are impartially in the perfect position, and the muscular orientation and contour lines are so smooth, especially against the background of blonde and snowy skin, it is dreamy and miserable.

Like a portrait of a young girl by Waterhouse, it is mysterious and poetic.

But when she raised her eyes, there was a sudden thick mockery and malice in her eyes, which instantly made these dreamy beauty disappear, but there was still an almost fatal attraction, which made people unable to look away.

"Talk to me, lawyer." Eren stood up and spoke in a good voice first.

She casually kicked away the chair, and the sudden sound echoed in the room.

Then, the originally weak and beautiful girl accurately caught Martin's throat with speed and strength that were completely inconsistent with her appearance.

Eren looked down, and his lips, which had become red at some point, quietly approached Martin's ear, and his voice was like a sympathetic whisper, dipped in deadly honey.

Her tone was cold and calm: "Listen clearly, I don't like to repeat it a second time, you dare to intimidate Eren again, I will kill you." "

Eren glanced at Martin and smiled.

"Do you hear clearly?"

The camera here gives her a close-up close-up.

Allen's sweet and moving face was filled with red. Bare. Naked malice, like a viper-like look stared coldly at Martin, who did not dare to move even the slightest, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a playful and cold smile.

Martin was stunned there.

His face turned pale, sweat beaded faintly on his forehead, and his eyes only looked at the girl in front of him without blinking, as if he wanted to find something from her suddenly changing face.

"Okay, I see." Martin asked tentatively, cautiously, "So, who are you?" "

"Who am I?" Eren suddenly grinned.

As if hearing some funny joke, Allen casually loosened his grip on Martin, slowly straightened up, and glanced at Martin condescendingly.

The smile on Alan's face was like the light falling above her head, inch by inch eroded by darkness, and the cold and terrifying aura gradually spread-

"I'm Joey."

The words fell, and the room fell silent.

It took about ten seconds for Hobritt's voice to reluctantly break the noise of the machines running on the scene.

"Wonderful!" The director waved the script and said with extra excitement.

Hobritt's gaze was locked tightly in the monitor, and the image fixed on Josie's face was intoxicated.

I have to say that this girl's interpretation of the seamless switching personality is so wonderful that it gives people goosebumps every time.

As for her repeated "accidents" to put Richard . Did Kiel block only one eye and a small half of his face, or "accidentally" pushed the other party too into the play?

Oh, that's all little things.

Richard didn't make small moves anyway, and the picture presented by the two opponents at the end was wonderful - that's enough!