The Greatest Showman

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Nina left, and then Thomas also left. In the huge crew, it was only the appearance and disappearance of two people, it was difficult to arouse any waves or attract any attention, and no one noticed the appearance and departure of the two people at all. , not to mention Renly and Bryce who put their heart and soul into filming preparations.

How to tell the past of Owen and Claire lightly, and quietly lay the groundwork for the image of the two characters, this is undoubtedly the biggest challenge, and it is also the only focus of Renly's attention now.

After repeated discussions, Colin finally decided to keep his lines light and leave more drama meat to the actors' performances to present, so as to avoid disrupting the rhythm of the whole scene and even the whole movie. Commercial movies are still simple and rough. Appropriate, the lines are too elaborate but easy to lose weight.

Renly did not object, and he also hoped that his performance could be lighter-although he had experienced many battles, Renly was always worried that he was going too hard when it came to comedy performances. It feels like the performance of the father-son relationship in "Interstellar", and it is most appropriate to moisten things silently; and "Jurassic World" is even lighter than "Interstellar".

At this point, all of Renly's attention was on the character and the performance, nothing else was as important as the upcoming scene, and Thomas and Nina were completely off his radar, and now he was single-mindedly focused Get ready to enter the role.

Standing outside the camera, Renly and Bryce are still facing each other, ensuring the direction of the lines and the rhythm of each other. This way of preparing for the performance is more like a stage play. The style of London's West End and Broadway is blowing. The two actors At this time, his dramatic skills can be revealed.

"Start shooting!"

Colin's voice echoed over the crew, and then everyone on the crew couldn't help holding their breath, the serious and focused atmosphere made them naturally try their best to keep quiet.

Owen was repairing his motorcycle when he saw an SUV approaching from a distance. The movements in his hands stopped for a moment, but then he started to get busy again, and glanced at Claire who got off the car. ——Haute couture suits with slender heels and high heels look like they are going to attend an awards ceremony, which is out of tune with the surrounding environment. Afterwards, Owen did not speak, looked away, and continued to work on the task at hand.

Claire tugged at her jacket - she didn't put up the sleeves, but kept the jacket draped over her shoulders in a fashionable outfit. Seeing Owen's oily appearance, she couldn't help but avoid her eyes and let out a heavy sigh.

The white t-shirt has become a rag, and it can't help its original appearance. It is black and gray, and it even makes people wonder what the original background color is. The linen-colored overalls have a left pocket and a right pocket. , seems to be always worried that there is no place to store his wallet and mobile phone, and now he is wrinkled like a ball of sauerkraut. If he just came back from rolling in the mud, this is also very convincing.

Claire took a deep breath, and there was a trace of struggle between her brows: It looked like this again, as if he was torturing himself and everyone around him. She really couldn't stand it anymore, but now she just brought it to the door by herself. Come on, this makes Claire very helpless too.

"Mr. Grady." Claire sorted out her emotions, walked over, and stopped near Owen, "I need you to come and see something for us."

Owen put down the thing in his hand, frowned slightly, the curvature of the corner of his mouth rose slightly, and said in a playful tone, "Why do you call me Mr. Grady?"

"Owen!" Claire changed her title and stared at Owen, but she still looked away uncomfortably, always avoiding direct eye contact, "If you're not too busy."

"I'm still very busy." Owen withdrew his gaze and slowly wiped the oil on his hands. He didn't have the courage to look directly at Claire.

Claire tilted her head, as if every second of standing here was torment, but she closed her eyes and said, "We-have-a-new-attraction." This sentence can be translated as "We have a new attraction". It can also be translated as "there is a new spark between us".

Owen put down all the rags and tools in his hand, stood up, and smiled at Claire with a hint of bad ruffian, "Are you sure?"

Claire understood immediately, with a speechless state written all over her face, "I'm talking about dinosaurs, Mr. Grady."

"I guessed it too." Owen's smile was still hanging on the corner of his mouth, but his eyelids were lowered slightly, covering up the fleeting loss and regret; when his eyelids were raised again, his expression returned to normal , as if nothing had happened.

Claire didn't notice it, because there were small flying insects around her. She didn't know if it was a mosquito or some kind of animal. This made her focus all her attention. She waved and patted nervously, but she couldn't get rid of Xiaofei. Troubled by insects, naturally there is no time to pay attention to Owen's flashing expression, "We have created a brand new dinosaur."

Owen took the initiative to step forward, quickly shot, and quickly and agilely grabbed the little flying insect, solving Claire's predicament.

Claire's expression was a little reluctant, she pursed the corners of her mouth,

Seems to say: I don't need help. In fact, if she could, she didn't want to have more involvement with Owen, not even a little favor.

Owen keenly captured Claire's expression, but he didn't say much. He quickly lowered his eyelids to hide his true emotions, and then changed the subject, "You create new dinosaurs on your own initiative?" Immediately afterwards, Owen turned and walked towards his hut, as if he didn't want to wander around Claire.

"Yes, this is our job." Claire didn't notice Owen's abnormality, nodded and gave a positive answer.

Owen looked at the lake not far away, his vision gradually became deep and settled, and he whispered, "Like God?"

"What?" Claire was too far away to hear.

"It's okay." Owen raised his voice and replied, concise and clear, as if he didn't want to keep the end of the words, so he cut it off directly and neatly.

Such small details of the performance were hardly noticeable, but Bryce fell into a momentary daze, and when he looked at Renly's back again, his eyes couldn't help but pause for a moment.

On the surface, it seems that he has not changed, and everything seems to be normal; but in reality, it can be noticed that his back is a little harder, and it is a little taller than the previous casual state, which is revealed invisibly. The tenseness and alienation of her were quietly conveyed in this way.

But he hides all this very well, and it is really difficult for outsiders to detect it, and it only produces a strange feeling: he seems to be particularly alienated and vigilant, but where does this feeling come from and how does it appear? There is no way to know, so that this unfounded thought creates more confusion.

Only those who truly understand the past can understand his pain.

Like Bryce—or rather, Claire.

She knew the ins and outs of everything, she knew his state, and she knew his worries, but she couldn't keep herself worried, she had to brake hard.

So, before Bryce noticed the subtle change in her emotions, she closed her eyes and cut off all her emotions, just like Claire faced Owen: they had broken up, and they knew why they broke up, Things weren't going to change, and she should slam on the brakes before they went on to hurt each other.

But the slightly tense expression on his face still revealed the true surging of his inner emotions. The unspeakable confusion was all hidden between the slightly frowning eyebrows and the tight corners of his mouth. Si entered Claire's world, and the integrated performance made all the emotional transitions become natural and real.

She needs to get back to business.

"In three weeks, it will be shown to the public. Mr. Maslani asked me to come and discuss with you." Claire said loudly.

Owen turned around again, and his expression returned to that windy/flowing/suave look again, the small smile between his eyebrows unreservedly released all the charm, "Do you want to discuss here, or... "..." Owen raised his eyebrows, pointed his eyes to the hut not far away, and teased meaningfully.

The lonely atmosphere just now was fleeting, as if nothing had ever happened. Owen's teasing and joking easily destroyed all the atmosphere, and the strong sense of strangeness made the upward arc of the corners of the mouth slightly restrained.

Claire frowned and said a little irritably, "Owen, you know, it's not funny."

However, Owen suppressed his voice and laughed like Donald Duck. "Haha, I think it's still a little funny. You know, I like to see you at a loss."

The atmosphere finally returned to the right track completely. The loss that dissipated in an instant did not disrupt the overall rhythm, but quietly planted a seed of doubt, and then I couldn't help but start thinking, is there something unknown between Owen and Claire? past?

If you think about it this way, things get interesting, and Claire's nervous look confirms it all the more.

Claire raised her right hand nervously and pinned the hair that fell out behind her ear again, showing a rare shyness and restraint. She wanted to open her mouth to refute, but she finally endured it again and changed the subject directly. " We want you to reassess the fencing's weaknesses."

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