Chatty Hollywood

　　 "Rise!"

　　 With a soft drink that seemed to penetrate deep into the soul, Charlize slowly opened his eyes, and a mysterious man who had only known him for a few days was standing in front of her.

　　—Charlotte Booth, are you a liar, or are you really a master of exorcism?

　　 The blonde girl thought dizzyly. Until now, she couldn't believe that everything that happened was true. This seemed to be a magnificent fantasy dream, and she seemed to walk through the closet to Susan in Narnia. On the one hand, she refused to believe in all this fantasy, on the other hand, she was intoxicated by it and lingered. When Charlotte asked her to help exorcise the devil and catch the ghost, she, who was supposed to be afraid of being possessed by a ghost, even became excited.

　　—Just treat it as a dream! The dream of a little girl who was supposed to be done in childhood but was interrupted by the nightmarish reality!

　　 Saying this to himself, Charlize tried to get up from the chair, but found that he was completely powerless. She felt her whole body soft, as if she was floating in the air, without a trace of strength or burden, and even her mood became lighter.

　　—Is this the effect of overdose of painkillers? If I knew it was so comfortable, I stopped going to the bar to drink! The feeling of a hangover is terrible!

　　 Consciousness drifted and blurred, Charlize was immersed in the pleasure of floating, but suddenly discovered to his horror that he had actually spoken—

　　 "Mr., where is this? Who are you? What do you want to do!?"

　　 There was a panic in the voice, just like Charlize's feeling now, and what was even more frightening was that this voice was her voice, and her mouth was also her mouth. However, it was not her who opened her mouth and made the sound.

　　 "What? Did you forget? Miss Alexis, this is the audition room. You are now auditioning!"

　　 Charlotte's voice is serious and rigid, with a hint of acrimony. It is really similar to the casting directors Charlize met when he was auditioning before.

　　 "You said you were a little uncomfortable before, so you wanted to take a nap, let us arrange you till the end. It should be -O-K- now?"

　　 Charlotte's voice showed obvious impatience. The feeling that "Charlize was wasting his time" was very clear, and even deliberately added an accent on the question of "OK" with a slight sarcasm.

　　—Stress! ?

　　 Hearing the signal that had been discussed with Charlotte, Charlize's consciousness suddenly became clear. Although she was still floating, unable to control her body, she remembered Charlotte and her plan—

"When I summon Alexis, she will take over the control of your body, and you will be in a subconscious state. In this state, although you cannot control your body, you are not completely powerless. Yes-you can imagine!"

　　 "Imagine? If I can, I really think that none of this has happened now, it's just a nightmare!"

　　 Charlize replied irritably, obviously thinking that Charlotte was joking about her.

"No, it’s not what you think. You recall that although the Alexis is attached to your body, most of the time, it has no consciousness and memory and cannot control your body, but even so, you only have to If you have negative emotions, if you activate her, she will still interfere with your mood. Why? Because at that time, it is like your subconscious and imagination. You can't effectively control it, but it can be reckless. Many ghosts can make people feel free. The hallucinations are essentially because they can interfere with people’s subconsciousness and imagination. So, now, when I let her control your body, are you in a ghost-like state? At this time , Instead, you can interfere with Alexis, who has controlled your body, by controlling your imagination, and let her hallucinate. I have laid a trap, and you must use your imagination to interfere with her and let her take the initiative Into the trap."

　　 "But, how can I do this? I haven't been a ghost before!"

"But you are an actor! The performance of an actor often depends on this kind of imagination to build an illusory personality and past for himself? Although it is closer to the experiential school, it is not difficult for a good actor Do it, don't you?"

　　"..."

　　Although I knew that my acting skills were almost equal to nothing, my pride made Charlize unable to say weak words, so now—

"Imagine! Sally! Imagine! Imagine that you are a poor actress who is currently participating in the audition for "Spider-Man" that Director Cameron is preparing! Imagine the feeling of eagerness and anxiety! Imagine that in the house at the time of the audition. A tense atmosphere! Imagine the critical eyes of the casting directors! Imagine that this is not your own bedroom, but the location of the audition! This is the audition room!"

　　 With imagination, Charlize suddenly realized that this is actually his life. Running non-stop every day for the insignificant little characters; every time I fail the audition, I get drunk and look forward to the next time! —This is my life before, this is the life of Alexis before his death! This is an audition!

　　 Yes, this is an audition, a very special audition! In the previous auditions, you can fail, you can get a role by taking off your clothes, and you can be unsuccessful, but this time, you can't fail, you can't take tricks, even if you want to take off your clothes, no one appreciates it. This is an audition that Charlotte arranged for herself, a special audition, a face of ghosts, and an audition of her heart! In this audition, those complicated interferences did not exist. Only the best performance can the best actor win!

　　 This is a pure audition!

　　 She faced countless beautiful girls who wanted to be Mary Jane, but believed that she would succeed!

　　 "Little bitches, may the strong win!"

　　As the tension faded, Charlize harnessed his imagination for the first time. Her eyes were no longer her own bedroom, but a soundproof audition room. The air was full of the smell of inferior perfume, which was left by the little **** who auditioned before her; no longer stood in front of her. It's Charlotte, but a middle-aged man in his 30s and 40s with a blessed body. This is the casting director. He was looking at himself impatiently, waiting for his answer.

　　 "I can do it, sir!"

　　 This is the answer Charlize wants to make. This is Charlize's voice, but it is not her who opened her mouth, but Alexis.

　　No, this is her! This is what she is answering! She is no longer Charlize, she is Alexis!

　　 Although she could not control her words, the imagination and thoughts in her heart gradually became consistent with her. Like a room full of gas, her imagination is the combustible gas diffused in the air, Charlotte, no, the casting director’s inducement is the tiny but deadly electric spark, and she can’t control this body. , But her words, her behavior, and her mood are nothing but the last burning and explosion.

　　—This is a necessity!

　　 She is the Alexis who has failed countless times but still has to participate in auditions and dreams of success!

　　 "I can start the audition!"

　　 She breathed a sigh of relief, and cheered for herself secretly in her heart!

"That's good!"

　　 The impatient look on the casting director’s face seemed to lighten up a bit. He handed her a thin script.

　　 "Press the show above!"

　　 After finishing speaking, the casting director stopped talking. He sat back behind the table, put his hands on the table to support his chin, and looked at her with burning eyes.

　　 "Don't be afraid! I can do it!"

　　 In her heart, she cheered for herself and opened the script—

　　 Please show that Mary Jane was rescued by Spider-Man. She was grateful and infatuated with him. She kissed him upside down in the rain.

　　 kiss scene! ?

　　 She couldn't help but stunned, but then she saw the corners of the casting director's mouth tilted, revealing a sneer.

"No one will cooperate with you in this scene, because there are a lot of special effects shots in Spider-Man, which need to be performed in front of a green screen. Therefore, this is a test of your acting skills and your adaptability to green screen photography. Do it. Isn't it?"

"of course not!"

　　 Look down on people so much? Isn't it just a kiss scene? Although it is not common during auditions, she can also perform well!

　　 "Can I start now?"

　　 The casting director did not speak, but just stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of asking. This seemed to have turned on a certain switch on her body, as if an electric current was flowing through her body—

　　 She was trembling—the danger just made her secrete adrenaline rapidly, and she was trembling involuntarily—she looked forward with gratitude and infatuation in her eyes. There is obviously nothing there, but in her eyes, there is her hero, a mysterious and cool spider boy. She feels a good impression of herself from the other party, but she can't help being influenced by the other party. absorb. She walked over tremblingly, could not help holding each other's head, and gently stroking the mysterious spider headgear. She wanted to uncover it, but she didn't dare. Her face slowly moved closer to each other, so close that she could feel each other's breathing. She could clearly feel that the other party was trembling, trembling like herself, that was a sign of being attracted. They were attracted to each other, the closer they got...

　　Her brain is unable to think, and the flames of hormones and adrenaline burn in it, her lips, her hands, her breathing, and her heart are all telling her-kiss him! Yes, don't talk, kiss him! She slowly pulled down the invisible mask. The other party who was hanging upside down in the air wanted to stop her, but felt her trembling and miss, and finally gave up, and she didn't want to go against the other party's mood—she just put the mask on Pulling down slightly, revealing her chin and lips, a chin that made her feel familiar, but she couldn't remember it. She continued to tremble and leaned forward. In the end, her lips, which had been frozen by the rain in the air, kissed the same cold lips of the other party, and between the two pairs of cold lips, the fiery breath exchanged...