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"We can't let them know the details." Cobb's eyes flickered and stopped suddenly, then he turned his head, ignoring Ariad who was standing in front of him to the left, and then walked to the next Sit down on the chair. On Cobb's calm face, the confusion in his eyes made it impossible to distinguish, and he could only vaguely guess his forbearance, contradictions and struggles.

Cobb sat on the chair, supported the table with his right elbow, and then supported his forehead with the fingertips of his right hand, as if he was about to rub his aching temple. Those wide palms immediately covered Cobb's cheeks. If you observe carefully, you can find that after Cobb sat down, the lamp on the table was very bright, and the expression on his face was immediately lost. shape. But the cover of Cobb's right hand suddenly made his expression hide again.

The bright yellow light of the table lamp leaked from the gaps between Cobb's slender fingers, casting a faint halo on his cheeks hidden in the shadows. Inexplicably, there was a faint sadness in the palm of his hand. Flowing slowly.

"You mean, you are worried that you will bring Mo'er in." Ariad pointed out the deep righteousness in Cobb's words keenly. She walked to Cobb's side, not far but not close, behind the two was a large blur of gray and black mixed together, but they were occupied by cyan light, "You can't stop her from entering the dreamland. ,Right?"

At this point, Cobb's entanglement, struggle, and pain were all too obvious. He forced himself not to see Ariad's labyrinth designs, for fear that Mol's presence would disrupt their plans. But at the same time, he was reluctant to admit that Mo'er had become his inner demon, because that was his most beloved wife, they were able to love each other so madly, even after Mo'er committed suicide and left, he continued love her deeply. Mo'er became Cobb's phantom, partly because of guilt, for indirectly killing his wife, but partly because Cobb was unwilling to let go.

I saw Cobb let out a sigh of relief. His brows moved slightly closer to the middle. It was not serious, but there was a touch of melancholy. The charm of a mature man appeared in the hazy halo like mercury pouring out. . "Yeah," Cobb admitted, acknowledging Ariad's suspicions simply and neatly.

"You dare not build your own dreams, because if you know the design of the labyrinth, she will know too." Ariad's sharp accusation caused Cobb to lower his long eyelashes in a faint halo. He cast a deep shadow and covered his azure blue eyes, "Then she will come to sabotage the whole operation."

At this moment, Cobb didn't have any extra expressions, just lowered his eyes, blocked the light that might fall on his cheeks with his right hand, and hid himself deeply in the shadows. But the slightly frowning eyebrows, the slightly pursed corners of the mouth, and the indifferent expression were so lonely.

On the one hand, he is suffering for the loss of the love of his life; on the other hand, he is forced to leave his hometown and misses his children; on the one hand, he struggles with the haunted ghost in his heart; on the other hand, he treats himself in order to complete the task Rujue... Such mixed emotions turned into shadows intertwined between light and dark, and fell on his cheek through Cobb's fingers that were not fully closed.

At this time, if I hadn't realized that Christopher Nolan was being filmed, I would have made a case! In this scene, Evan'Bell's performance is too good' too good! Even though Christopher Nolan has seen Evan Bell's crazy acting skills in "The Dark Knight", at this moment, he is still amazed by Evan Bell's superb control. Evan Bell's performance at this moment can be called the realm of "the epee has no sharp edge...", the slightest change on the handsome face may be just the erratic eyes, maybe just the eyebrows The change may be just the curvature of the corner of the mouth, or it may be just a little subtle change like the twitching of the cheeks, but it fully shows the confusion and turbulence in the heart.

Sure enough, the next performance of Evan Bell once again conquered all the staff at the scene.

"Cobb, does anyone else know about this?" Ariad, who was standing beside Cobb, began to approach Cobb with unease, worry, urgency and doubt on her face. She was standing, so she wanted to Use your standing momentum to suppress Cobb and get the answer you want.

Cobb's fingers were supported, and he slid through his neat short and medium hair, and then lowered his head. He seemed to be avoiding the light, but he also seemed to be avoiding Ariad's pressing step by step. "No, they don't know."

Ariad stood directly in front of Cobb, only one step away, "You must warn them to prevent the situation from getting worse."

This sentence irritated Cobb. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Ariad. At this time, there were brighter lights behind him and on his left hand, which made his expression clearer for the first time. It was exposed, but even so, Cobb's right face still had a light and shadow effect that was different from the left one, revealing the resolute and ruthless expression on his face, "The situation won't get worse!" The attack was like the fatal blow of the desert rattlesnake. It came suddenly, with a vicious face and a fatal move. After the attack was completed, the original calm appearance was restored in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened just now.

At this time, Cobb seemed to realize that he was a little too aggressive, took a deep breath, adjusted the rhythm of his speech, and slowed down his tone again, softly like a father coaxing the child to sleep, "I want to go home, I That's all I care about." This sentence brought a touch of tenderness to Cobb's eyebrows, and the green beard on his chin added a touch of decadence, making him so fragile.

"Why can't you go home?" Ariad continued to ask, she was still reluctant to let Cobb go, because she couldn't take the risk that everyone would be implicated and the whole mission would fail.

Cobb's eyebrows were slightly raised, his lips were pressed together tightly, his eyes wanted to dodge, but he was abruptly fixed, looking straight at Ariad, "Because the police think it's me Kill Mo'er." This sentence was so calm, it was as calm as a statement that he ate steak for dinner tonight, but the soft tone in those tired blue eyes seemed so mixed.

Ariad was shocked by Cobb's words. She couldn't even react. She just stood there dumbfounded, unable to even close her mouth.

Cobb's eyes couldn't help but look down again, the eyelashes quickly covered his eyes, the sadness, regret, entanglement, pain, and bitterness that occasionally leaked out in the haze, and then he fainted. Soon he raised his eyes again and looked at Ariad, "Thank you."

"For what?" Ariad responded subconsciously.

Cobb stood up and walked to Ariad's side. The two stood side by side, but their faces were facing in opposite directions. The corners of Cobb's mouth drew a shallow arc, revealing a weak smile. "Thank you for not asking me what I did." Then Cobb continued to move forward and left.

"Card!" Christopher Nolan's voice rang above the set. He didn't wait for any reaction from the other staff, and was the first to stand up and applaud.

Soon, the applause of "papapa" sounded sporadically on the set.

Evan Yibel couldn't help laughing, he turned around and walked over, "Chris, this is not the Kodak Theater, there is no need to be so hypocritical." But his smile was still very tired, and the confusion in his eyes did not fade for a long time. Compared with the veiled ambiguity of wanting to speak under the effect of light and shadow just now, now seeing Evan Bell from the front, he can clearly see the deep sadness and struggle in his eyes. This is Cobb's most real emotion.

Christopher Nolan still applauded, even though there weren't many people in the crew who catered to him, "No matter what others say, your performance just now was amazing." Actually, it's not that the crew doesn't agree with Christopher Nolan, it's just these They are all old teams that have worked with Evan-Bell for a long time. They have long been used to Evan-Bell's control and expressiveness in front of the camera. At the same time, they are also more accustomed to Evan-Bell's strict and perverted requirements. So, they don't think they need to applaud. Even if the performance just now was really shocking and stunned.

"Wow~www.readwn.com~ Evan, you scared me." Ellen Peggy, like Evan Bell, walked in the direction of the monitor, but echoed Christopher - Nolan's words. Although Ellen-Page has cooperated with Evan-Bell, but the last time was the relationship between the director and the actor, this time Ellen-Page is really playing against Evan-Bell.

Only actors who really stand on the opposite side of Evan Bell to perform the opposite play can understand how powerful the natural aura of Evan Bell is. No wonder the media exclaimed that Evan Bell was "the male version of May" Lily Streep...". After Ellen Page experienced it personally, even if she was mentally prepared, she still kept exclaiming in her heart that the sparks from the chemical reaction were like fireworks on the National Day: endless.

Evan Yibel walked to the monitor with a smile, "You guys keep complimenting me, I won't be able to find the door to leave the studio later." This joke made all the staff around him burst into laughter.

"Chris, how was the whole scene just now?" Evan Bell asked casually before watching the replay. Here, Evan Bell should pay attention not only to his acting skills, but also to the effect of the whole picture.

Christopher Nolan raised his eyebrows and folded his hands, "You can see for yourself." With a completely polite expression, "I am the assistant director today, don't you remember?"

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