The Greatest Showman

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"Felicity vs Renly".

Thoughts and situations traveled to the past in the eyes of the four eyes, he is still a young actor with enthusiasm and fledgling, she is still a young actor who is searching for progress in her career, and then, they are in "crazy in love" This work met, and sparks were rubbed together.

It is a pity that the spark was not able to evolve into reality. "The fake show is really a fake show." But the show is just a scene after all. After turning off the camera, it returned to reality again. They stood on the cold and humid streets of Los Angeles, smiling. To put an end to the ambiguity/ambiguity that is still in the budding stage.

Just like the ending of Anna and Jacob. from the play. out of play.

When they met again, they were already in two different positions, as if... just like Jean Erso and Cassian Andor.

His figure slowly emerged from the dim halo, the dreamy blue-green halo slid from his shoulders like a tide, and his steady and firm steps revealed a little heaviness, as if he could sense the heavy weight on his shoulders, that The expressionless face, the concentrated and deep gaze concealed a sense of oppression, which was being conveyed bit by bit, the solemn atmosphere slowly gathered, and the invisible pressure began to pile up.

Then, he stood still.

Those deep eyes are hidden between the boundaries of light and shadow, the thick and slender eyelashes cast a shadow, and all the brilliance in the depths of the eyes disappears into the darkness, making it impossible to capture the inner fluctuations and agitation, just A sense of oppressive darkness is permeating.

A sense of oppression is coming.

She was slightly stunned, the halo in her eyes was flashing, some anger, some pain, some confusion, trivial emotions were colliding with each other, forcing her to bite her chin lightly, and the straightness of the chin curve leaked. She struggled inside, but she didn't take her eyes off her.

So stubbornly and stubbornly met those eyes.

"When was the last time you contacted your father?" he said, his deep voice was slightly hoarse, the calm and straightforward words did not have much emotion, not even angry excitement, but under that calm There is a huge amount of energy hidden, which makes the vocal cords tense slightly.

The pressure was superimposed layer by layer, and she felt as if she was firmly imprisoned in those eyes, with nowhere to escape and unable to move. Everyone else around seemed to be meaningless, non-existent and unimportant.

"Fifteen years ago." Her voice was a little difficult, hiding her sadness and anger, which made her words stiff.

"Do you know where he is now?" The rhythm of his speech was very special, as if there was no rhythm. The pace of his speech was unhurried, but there was a sense of oppression in it; the most obvious change came from his eyes. The light in those eyes was exerting pressure little by little, and the subtle changes in the tone of voice revealed the urgency and paranoia in his heart.

It made her feel very, very uncomfortable.

"..." She tried to say something, but was suppressed, which made her have to look away and relax a little, but her emotions fluctuated slightly involuntarily, she couldn't tell whether it was sadness or anger, it was just a mixed emotion As she rushed up, her throat seemed to be restrained like this, because the pressure was so strong that her hands trembled slightly, but in a flash, she successfully concealed her embarrassment.

"I often think he's dead to make things easier," she replied.

But he refused to let her go.

His upper body leaned forward slightly, his tone and speed of speech were obviously slightly faster, and inadvertently revealed the deeply hidden irritability, and an uncontrollable anger burst out between the lines, "What makes it easier? He was treated as an imperial war. A machine tool?" The sarcasm and sneer, even taunt, unabashedly vented.

She could sense his scrutiny.

That high-altitude, condescending scrutiny seems to be treating her as a criminal, a prisoner, a traitor. The eyes hidden in the shadows flicker with contempt and rejection, and all the mixed emotions are blocked behind, making people feel There's no way to tell what it is.

There was just an angry flame burning. Because of anger, blindfolded; because of paranoia, desperate. That cluster of flames was running wildly, so much so that he lost himself, and others could not capture his true face, and everything was blurred.

Damn.

God damn it.

"Sorry!" Felicity raised her right hand and took the initiative to interrupt the shooting. That surging emotion unscrupulously destroyed her line of defense.

She knew she made a mistake, again.

In fact, she entered a state, to be precise, she really touched the state for the first time since today.

She knew that Renly's performance was bound to guide her step by step, as if she was "crazy in love" back then, so she asked for help, and she needed to get her attention back on track.

In fact, Renly did. Felicity could clearly notice that Renly's performance was rapidly improving, and the intensity, rhythm and aura were all on the rise, and the invisible pressure was blowing. - Erso's state took over his brain unconsciously, and his acting state also began to fluctuate with Renly's pull.

This is a good thing.

But the problem is that she can't control herself, that kind of emotional agitation has seriously affected her.

The continuation of the performance state, the emotional derailment is obviously going out of control, going to the other extreme, the reality and the fantasy are completely confused, the ability to think is lost, and then the brain goes blank, the lines and the plot are all confused - she can't tell, It was Jacob, Renly, or Cassian standing in front of him.

That confusion made her know she had to pause. Although she very, very much wanted to do it all in one go, she knew it wasn't realistic and she had to calm down, get some breathing time, and then take it step by step. Even if she was not satisfied or unwilling, she still took the initiative to interrupt the shooting.

However, thinking about it seriously, the impact of the performance state was too fast and too fierce, but she was not quite used to it, and was forced to interrupt the rhythm of the shooting. This is really... Felicity covered her cheeks in annoyance.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Felicity repeatedly expressed her apology, annoyance and depression gripped her heart so tightly that she was almost out of breath.

"Felicity, are you alright?" Renly's voice came over - he was not affected in any way, he easily got out of the role, and his voice returned to his usual politeness and decency, and there was a faint hint of familiarity. After all, he and Felicity are still one step closer than their partners.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Felicity raised her hand to stop Renly who was approaching, took a deep breath, then took a deep breath again, then raised her head, "I'm fine! I just need a little time to adjust, Renly , don't worry about me." Felicity gave Renly a big smile.

She's really fine, it's not a lie.

"Renly, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. You..." Felicity looked at Renly with some worry, on the one hand she was sorry for her rashness, on the other hand she was really worried about Renly—the filming at the beginning." Love is crazy", she is not the only one who can't extricate herself because of her obsession.

"I'm fine." Renly showed a smile, interrupting Felicity's words, and then he could see Felicity's hesitant look, and he had to gently nod his head to confirm again, " Really, I'm fine. You need to take a break and get your brain spinning again."

Calm, calm, confident, and generous.

This is the familiar Renly, Renly without any influence or impurities.

Felicity was slightly stunned-although Renly's performance was praised by countless film critics, Felicity felt the rebirth of Renly's performance as never before. She could clearly feel that now Renly was no longer the young boy he used to be.

The compliments that I have been hearing over and over again finally have a definite sense of reality.

Then...she should also do her best, otherwise how can she become a good actor in her mind?

Felicity didn't think about it any longer, but nodded lightly at Renly, closed her eyes, and immersed herself in the brief performance just now.

She needs focus, commitment, and calmness.

After returning from the role to reality, the situation is indeed different. Those complicated thoughts gradually become clear and clear, and the panic and irritability gradually settle down, which makes Felicity's brain regain the rhythm - the one she is familiar with and likes. Rhythm.

Renly's performance brought Felicity into Jyn-Erso's world precisely.

Those eyes, unable to identify emotions but full of paranoia, seem to see a righteous and noble soul gradually being stained with darkness due to the pain of war, the anger and irritability that cannot be escaped, the urgency and urgency that cannot be suppressed, let that wipe away The darkness began to eat away at the original self.

This is Cassian Andor.

Felicity really saw Jyn-Erso's projection in Cassian's pupils - her loneliness, her pain, her struggle and suffering.

This brings her back into Rogue One; but more importantly, Felicity truly finds a rhythm in the reflections in Renly's pupils.

"Renly, do we need to be a little...a little bit shorter?" Felicity didn't get stuck in a rut herself, but took the initiative to ask Renly for help.

Because Felicity knows that on a professional level, Renly is very, very willing to explore any possibility, to go deep into the world of characters with the opposing actors, and even help the opposing actors to achieve a peak performance together. The "exploration" itself is Renly source of passion.

"How?" Renly didn't give a single affirmation or denial, but listened to Felicity's understanding in a guiding way, and then started the discussion.

The look of listening intently convinced Felicity that Renly was still the same Renly.

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