Best Actor

    "It's amazing, is there anything I can listen to?" Sean asked with a smile.

    Zoe suddenly got stuck, opened and closed her mouth, and said after a while: "Not yet, but it will be there soon, when we release a new album, I will give it away for free one of yours."

    What a girl who refuses to admit defeat, Sean chuckled, and then said: "That's right, I also want to try to release a single now, so I choose the melody from these old songs , maybe you can give me some advice?"

    Sitting in the chair, he raised his head and looked at her expectantly, as if he really hoped she could do him a favor.

    Zoe rolled her eyes, the cunning feeling became stronger, and finally said again after the corner of her mouth was hooked down: "I think the first song is very good."

    "The first song?" Sean was a little stunned, then flipped through the musical notation on the computer.

    "I just listened to this song before. It's an Irish folk song. It's about 100 years old. It's melodious, very beautiful, and very nice."

    "So you recommended this song?" Sean asked.

    "Of course—not!" Zoey, who was dragging her voice, laughed, "I recommend this song because the name of the song is "Danny Boy", and the character you are playing now Also called Danny."

    Sean rolled his eyes immediately, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, what was the reason? Are you kidding me? It’s a pity that Zooey didn’t give him the plan to talk to, and giggled and ran away again.

    "It looks like she came here to make you happy." Sanders couldn't help but chuckled beside him.

    "It's okay, I think "Danny Boy" is good too." Sean said stiffly, and then actually sent the song to Galen and Frederick.

    "This is the song, first find a good lyricist to fill in the lyrics, I hope to be more inspirational, such as ... there are words like 'you inspired me'," Sean said on the phone, "We'll finish shooting around September 5th, and there's still a week left, and I'd like to see the first draft by then and discuss it with each other in person."

    Although Zoe's recommendation has some tricks in it, "Danny Boy" sounds really good, and Sean has a vague impression, but unfortunately can't remember it, it's really depressing. Anyway, the important thing is the arrangement. If the arrangement is good and the lyrics are good, even if it is not particularly popular, as long as it is widely sung, Sean has no idea of ​​making any money.

    Therefore, in the later filming gaps, Sean will play "Danny Boy" from time to time, on the one hand to familiarize himself with the melody, and on the other hand to ease his emotions.

    When filming "Sniper Phone Booth", he tried the skills of detachment and control of the role, when filming "Dance of Death Row", he understood the feeling of the unity of human and drama, and now , he somewhat understands what it means to be in a role and then come out, although it is a bit painful.

    As he said to his mother at the beginning, he understands, but does not accept it, so every time he invests and comes out again, it is a torture. This kind of thing has to find something to do to vent, Otherwise, it may turn into depression. In fact, there is a method that is very suitable for relieving stress. The problem is that there is no suitable person around, so I can only choose something else.

    "Are you okay?" Zooey looked at Sean and asked after the director called to stop.

    "No problem...just let me calm down..." Sean replied, leaning against the wall and covering his face.

    Just now, when filming a scene showing the anxiety in the hero's heart, Sean obviously used too much force, kicking a bunch of prop boxes on the street, with blue veins jumping on his forehead, gnashing his teeth It seemed like he could punch someone at any moment, so Bean stopped just in time.

    "Sorry, Henry, I'm sorry." It took a long while for Sean to relax.

    "It's alright, Sean, you did a good job." Bean reassured him a few words, and then said, "Take a rest for a while, anyway, it will be closed in three days at most, so it doesn't matter if you postpone it for a day. "

    Sean hesitated for a while, but finally nodded and agreed. Although he rested every day and tried his best to relax on weekends, his negative emotions were still accumulating bit by bit. While filming, thinking about a complete rest after closing the lens is very important.

    "Are you really all right?" Zooey rarely left immediately.

    "There was a problem just now," Sean rubbed his head, "but it's much better now, thank you."

    "I'm just worried about delaying the shoot and..." Zoe squeezed her chin, trying to look like she didn't care, "Would you take the opportunity to ask for a change in the kiss scene."

    "Since I promised to shoot by borrowing, how can I go back?" Sean was dumbfounded.

    "Who knows what's in your heart," Zooey plausibly said, "I only need this scene to end. I've already packed my bags, and now I have to stay for another half day."

    Sean rolled his eyes, but after being mixed up by her, he seemed to be in a better mood, and then his heart moved: "Hey, Zoe, do you want to go out for a walk in the afternoon?"

    "Is this a date?" Zooey squinted and tilted her head to look at him, as if trying to see through him.

    "I just want to have company when I go shopping." Sean made a calm look.

    "Don't you already have company?" Zooey looked at Sanders not far away.

    "We're always together, so maybe it's better to change faces." Sean said sincerely, "Do you a favor, Zoe?"

    "Okay, only this afternoon." Zooey finally agreed to this request after thinking about it.

    So, this afternoon passed by the two of them wandering in Manhattan, Sean was very well-mannered and graceful from beginning to end, and he never even signed.

    "I used to run around with my dad a lot, and although that kind of life was good, I hated being separated from my friends in Los Angeles, so every time I went to a new place, the first thought was when to go back, I'm not interested in playing carefully, New York is the same." Standing on the top floor of the Empire State Building, Zooey said to Sean with emotion while holding the binoculars and looking out.

    "Then you can have a good time today." Sean said in agreement with his arms crossed.

    Zoe didn't speak, waited for the time for the telescope to be handed over to a child waiting by the side, and then looked at Sean with interest: "You're not that bad."

    Did I suck? Sean wanted to ask this question very much, but looking at those beautiful sly blue eyes, his heart moved, and finally he just shrugged: "Thank you."

    "By the way, did you really pick the melody of "Danny Boy"?" Zoey, who was thinking of something after coming out of the Empire State Building, asked this, and then added: "Don't deny it. , you've played Danny Boy the most times during this time."

    "Yes, I chose that Irish ballad, and I'm looking for someone to write the lyrics." Sean nodded, "You'll hear my new song soon."

    "Really..." Zooey was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect that he would really pick the folk song he recommended.

    "You said that, you and your friends formed a jazz band and arranged the lyrics, so I think your music level should be higher than mine." Sean said in a natural tone.

    The girl's face was rarely red, and after a dry cough, she said: "Okay, let's not talk about this, let's go to Wall Street to see."

    She took a few steps first, then turned around and looked at Sean strangely: "What's wrong?"

    "Um... nothing." Sean scratched his head.

    "Are you sure it's nothing?" Zooey walked back a few steps and looked at him with scrutiny.

    "Okay," Sean sighed, "just a bad feeling."

    "A bad feeling?" Zooey immediately became interested, "What a bad feeling?"

    "How do you say this... It's a feeling, it seems that something will happen." Sean spread his hands, "This can't be described in detail."

    "Have you ever felt this way before?" Zoe's interest grew stronger.

    "Um..." Sean smiled bitterly, "That's right, but most of them are good things. For example, after getting the script, I may feel welcome."

    "Really?!" Zooey's eyes widened.

    "I'm not sure," Sean spread his hands again, "After all, when I took over "Death Illusion" before, I thought it would be very good, but in fact, only word of mouth is OK."

    "What about the bad side?" Zooey asked entangled.

    Obviously, if she is not satisfied, she will not give up, so Sean can only give a few perfunctory examples, such as climbing a tree and falling down.

    When the unfinished Zoe asked him what the bad feeling might be, Sean finally couldn't help complaining: "Okay, Zoe, I'm not a gypsy, There is no crystal ball, I can't know what it is, otherwise I would not be an actor, but go to the National Academy of Sciences to be studied!"

    "Okay okay," Zooey also felt that she was going too far, stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, "I just thought, maybe something big might happen, you know 93 years Terrorists planted bombs in the basement of the World Trade Center when I was there - Sean?"

    "It's nothing..." Sean sighed after being called several times and recovered from the daze, "I just think... how can I put it, I just want to sigh, your thinking diverges It's so broad that maybe the FBI should invest in research to predict the prevention of terrorist attacks."

    "I think they must have studied it." Zoe shrugged and said seriously, then giggled and patted Sean's arm: "Okay, let's not talk about this, If you have a bad feeling, then we can go somewhere else."

    Sean shook his head with a sigh, and followed her away, but Zooey, who was jumping, definitely didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.

    Fuck, 911!