Ten minutes later, Sarah Michelle Gellar raised her right hand and said, "Sir, I'm ready."

In these ten minutes, Sarah looked down on the guy named QB more and more. He was not prepared at all and was just passing notes back and forth with the young producer.

Passing notes? Are you two still middle school students?

They are so close, they can't be a couple, right?

what a pity!

The middle-aged man wearing a photography vest said: "Okay, let's get started, Miss Gellar."

Bai Quinn stood up, picked up a messenger bag from behind the chair, hung it diagonally on his shoulder, and walked towards the center of the venue.

"OK, Action!" After shouting, the middle-aged man in a vest named William held up a small 16mm camera to shoot Sara from the front.

Sarah used the script instead of the book, pretended to hear Bai Quinn coming in, raised her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, then immediately straightened her face, lowered her head to write, and added a small movement, from sitting upright nervously to relaxed

He crossed his legs, one shoe slipped off the heel and was hung in the air by his toes.

The upper body and lower body use different postures to express different attitudes, half of which is joy and half of which is serious.

Bai Quinn wiped his face, forced a smile, changed his previous decadence, and walked towards Sarah with long strides.

He stopped about one meter away from Sarah. According to the script, there was a desk to separate the two of them, and they could stand and sit together.

After a pause of twenty seconds, Sarah closed the book, raised her head and asked, "I'm back..."

The tone was lazy and somewhat indifferent.

"Let's break up!" Bai Quinn said with her head held high.

"Snapped!"

Sarah stood up suddenly, raised her hand and slapped Bai Quinn on the face.

This is not in the script, Sarah is free to play.

Bai Quinn could have easily escaped, but curiosity got the best of him. Instead of interrupting his performance, he was slapped hard.

After being beaten, he didn't even move, but maintained his tough guy persona, and continued to hold his neck and said: "I said break up! I don't love you anymore..."

"Snapped!"

After the second slap, Sarah spoke, "Reason!"

Simple and straightforward.

"There's no emotion anymore, it's boring..." After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm in love with another woman!"

"Snapped!"

The third slap.

"Tell the truth! Frick, we have been together for two years, and you never dare to look into each other's eyes when you lie."

Bai Quinn stopped squeezing her neck to speak, lowered her head slightly, met Sarah's eyes, and said slowly: "Then let me be honest, when I was singing in the bar last night, a beautiful woman hooked up with me, you go ask the band

People, they all saw it, I couldn't hold it back for a moment, so I went home with her, so I came back at this time."

Bai Quinn turned his head, avoiding Sarah's gaze, and continued: "I'm sorry for you, I'm not worthy of your love, let's break up..."

Sara breathed a long sigh of relief, pretended to walk around the table, and walked up to Bai Quinn. The two were almost close to each other, leaving Bai Quinn with no place to hide her sight. Finally, their eyes met, and Sara suddenly revealed a

With a proud smile, he reached out and grabbed the messenger bag that Bai Quinn had been covering with his hand.

A little girl who is over 1.6 meters tall and a big man who is nearly 2 meters tall are competing for a shoulder bag. I don’t know who will win.

Bai Quinn pretended to struggle, but Sarah used the heel of her shoe to chop the top of her foot. By mistake, the messenger bag was opened.

Sarah pulled out the script that was used as a prop, flipped it over a few times, and held it up high.

"What is this? Did you go to the hospital? Are you sick? What happened to you?"

With one sentence, his tone became softer and softer. Finally, maybe he guessed something, and his body softened, almost leaning against Bai Quinn.

"It's just a brain tumor, it can be cured."

Bai Quinn caught Sarah who was approaching and comforted her.

"You don't have insurance. Treatment for a brain tumor will cost a lot of money, right?"

"It's okay, I can earn it, but I don't want to drag you down..."

Sarah punched her chest, "Don't mention breaking up again, I love you, let's find a way together..."

The two hugged each other.

The room suddenly became quiet, except for the small mechanical sound of the camera rolling film.

William hesitated for a long time and finally said, "End of Act 12, Cut!"

Then turn off the camera.

Sarah took the lead in retracting her hands that were holding Bai Quinn's waist, took a step back, lowered her head to tidy up her clothes in embarrassment, and said in a very soft voice: "I'm sorry, did it hurt you?"

Bai Quinn smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I'm fine, but you are so powerful. These slaps are more explosive than verbal questions and can express the heroine's emotions better."

"You acted really well."

"You acted well."

"The bag grabbing scene also highlights the heroine's personality better than the script verbally asking me to hand over the bag."

"In my understanding, Bonnie is the kind of woman who dares to love and hate, with a fierce personality, who can rob a bank in order to help her boyfriend cure his illness.

Therefore, if you can move your hands, don't move your mouth.

And the male protagonist Frick is the kind of big boy with no scheming. If the male protagonist takes the initiative to hand over the inspection report based on just a few words from the female protagonist, it will make people think that the male protagonist was being pretentious or scheming. This action of snatching seems

The male protagonist is determined to break up and not drag Bonnie down.

The male protagonist must be forced to the point where he cannot hide it, in order to show that he is really thinking about the female protagonist."

"I didn't expect it! Miss Gellar, your understanding has really made up for the shortcomings of my script..."

This is a detail that Bai Quinn missed. The original film in the memory fragments is a combination of a strong woman and a weak man. The heroine roars like a lion from Hedong, and the hero obediently submits the inspection report.

"Did you write this script?"

"Yes, Miss Gellar."

The two stood there exchanging business blows, completely leaving Chris and William aside.

"Ahem, QB, what do you think of Ms. Gellar's performance just now?" Producer Chris couldn't help but interrupt them.

"Sha...uh, Miss Gellar, please sit down and wait for a moment."

Quinn settled Sarah, returned to the desk, scrawled something on the paper, and then pushed the paper in front of producer Chris.

The two of them whispered, biting their ears, and glanced at Sarah Michelle Gellar sitting on the sofa from time to time.

Sarah was a little embarrassed by the sight, and she couldn't help but recall the feeling of the two hugging each other just now, with her face pressed against the man's chest, and she felt her face getting hotter.

"Miss Gellar...Miss Gellar..."

William, a middle-aged man wearing a photography vest, called Sarah back who was distracted.

"We all agree that you are qualified to be the heroine of this movie. We will contact your agent later to sign a contract. We expect to start shooting on December 13th and finish work before Christmas. Your roles will be concentrated in the first six days.

, the remuneration was agreed upon with your agent before, six thousand US dollars, and will increase by one thousand US dollars each day overdue."

Sarah said goodbye and left.

Bai Quinn asked William, "How many roles are still undecided?"

"The main characters include two security guards and robber No. 3, as well as about ten backup police officers. These are what Mr. Moriarty wants to leave to his friends."

"It doesn't matter if you are a bit-part policeman. You still have to audition for the main role. I suggest that Robber No. 3 choose a professional actor..."

Bai Quinn stood up as he spoke, walked to the window, lowered his head and looked down. The blond girl had just walked to the street and was looking around, as if she wanted to take a taxi.

Bai Quinn turned around and picked up the clothes on the back of the chair, and said to Chris: "I'll leave first and come back tomorrow. Let your friends audition for Robber Three tomorrow..."

Chris took out a car key from his pocket: "QB, go and drive my Cadillac DeVey. Girls all like luxury cars."

Bai Quinn waved his hand, "I'm driving your Cadillac, what are you driving? My bun? Secretary Angelina will dislike you? Forget it, I'm leaving..."

After that, close the door and leave.

…

Sarah was still waiting for a taxi. The bus transfer was too troublesome, so she planned to take a taxi home.

Suddenly, a dilapidated van came out of the street corner and suddenly stopped in front of her.

The car window rolled down, revealing the handsome face of the man named QB.

"Miss Guerra, are you waiting for the bus? Where are you going? By the way, I'll take you off."

Sarah had seen this kind of pick-up call a lot when she was in school. It was just that this QB was the first to use such a broken car to strike up a conversation, but she didn't seem to find it annoying.

"It won't be convenient for you when I go back to New York." Sarah thought he was a native of Jersey.

"What a coincidence..." Bai Quinn smiled and said, "I'm also going back to New York, Harlem, what about you?"
To be continued...