Chasing dreams Deyun started from the car accident Fenhewan

Chapter 744
The picture flashed on the TV screen. The curtain opened, and a few birdsongs could be heard faintly in a primeval forest. Then, an actor wearing a military uniform and looking like a US soldier came out from the side with his waist bowed and a gun in his hand. He could even watch He saw that his eyes were cautiously looking around.

"I'll go, this scene is really just like a blockbuster movie!"

"A skit of the war genre?"

"It doesn't look like Hao Jian..."

Shen Changle, who was sitting on the sofa at this moment, had a smile on his lips. After all, he was in the lounge when he was watching this show. The rebroadcast footage at that time was just a distant view. Naturally, there is no way to compare it with the work that has been pieced together from countless shots after production. .

But no matter how many times you watch it, this feeling of admiration will still not fade away. It is just a scene and the silent performance of the actors, which almost tells the audience the background and theme of the story from the side in a few seconds. It is so perfect and beautiful. The mature picture language can only be said to be a happy fritter.

Suddenly there was a crisp bird cry on the TV, and the startled soldier immediately pointed his gun and fired.

"boom!!!"

Then there was the sound of fluttering flocks of birds, which made him turn his gun sharply again.

The scene in front of them made the audience hold their breath and watched quietly, while Guo Taoer and Wang Hui, who were a little sleepy before, gradually became more serious at this time.

You can see the whole picture at a glance. Both of them are literary and art workers. Although they are not in the same profession, when they were young, they performed in various places and met all kinds of people. At least their ability to appreciate sketches is still higher than that of a large part of the audience.

Guo Tao'er couldn't help but said: "At first I thought you had designated the champion, but now it seems... Maybe there is a question mark, this skit is indeed extraordinary."

"I still have to look at it again. This subject matter... It's hard to talk about it." Wang Hui nodded.

After looking around on the stage and finding that there was no abnormality, Da Bing couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, then continued to walk forward slowly with a gun in his hand, and then stepped on the ground one step at a time.

"Crack..."

With a crisp sound, Da Bing's body froze instantly.

Immediately afterward, a sad and leisurely tune sounded, and a branch holding a roast chicken protruded from the back of a big tree not far from Dabing, and then slowly revealed a shabby man dressed in rustic clothes. The militia, isn't it Hao Jian?

The audience applauded and cheered loudly on the TV, and Hao Jian came out with a proud face while gnawing on the roast chicken, then walked slowly to the soldier, mockingly said: "Really, I'm right here A mine was buried, and you stepped on it!"

Facing Hao Jian's sarcasm, Da Bing bowed his head in silence, his expression very pained.

Hao Jian continued: "A sniper, right?"

While talking, Hao Jianshun lifted up the roast chicken in his hand proudly and said, "Come on, let me have a look at the chicken!"

The soldier remained silent.

"Why is it too far away? Come on, let me go in a little bit, a little bit further!"

"Crack!!!"

"puff………………"

"Ha ha ha ha ha, I'm going!"

Hao Jian's line just now is a burden and it is specially said for the audience. Many audiences also immediately understood what the crisp sound of 'click' meant before, and knew that they were stepping on thunder.

At this moment, when he saw Hao Jian's frightened face, he also stepped on a thunder, and immediately laughed even louder.

At the same time, the camera shot in and gave close-ups, including Hao Jian, and Happy Youtiao, the assistant actor Weixiang who is said to be able to eat three pigs and one pig, and their persuasion is also full of truth and sincerity.

The clothes of the American sniper and militiaman have different degrees of damage even though the styles are different.

Because American snipers need to lie on the ground to hide their sniping, the dirt on their bodies is mud and some tiny grass leaves, while the militiamen are also more dirty, sweat stains, blood stains, oil stains and mud, and their faces are also stunned by gunfire smoke It's pitch black.

The level of authenticity of a small sketch can be said to completely throw away the pomade of big productions. The new "Bright Sword" series living in a villa is as high as three or four floors, which is indeed ironic.

Of course, the plot here, in fact, if it is logically rigorous and true, there are still some problems in terms of nitpicking.

For example, if it is a real scene, even though the American soldiers emptied the bullets in their guns, the militiamen should never come forward.

Even if it is unexpected that the soldier will wear a necklace made of bullets, it is impossible not to know the equipment of spare magazines. It is impossible to expect that the bullets in everyone's guns will be the last few rounds.

But after all, it is a sketch. In order to meet the plot needs of comedy, a little loophole can be completely ignored.

Hao Jian cried and said, "You don't need to spy on me now..."

The soldier asked back: "Didn't you say that you planted a mine?"

Hao Jian: "Yes, I just buried one. I don't know who buried this mine!"

As the two frantically play tricks on the edge of the landmine, another character played by Ellen appears...

"Don't, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, I'm a French war correspondent, let Reza!"

"Your name is quite bad, how can you call it Jean Lei Bo? You should call it... Renuo! Let Lei move!"

Play until the end......

Facing the only shot that the reporter may have survived, the American soldier who already had the will to die in his heart greeted loudly and bid farewell to his relatives who were thousands of miles away.

Then after just two sounds, he fell into endless choking: "Hi! hello dad, hello mom, hi! i...i..."

"Mom, I want to go home, I want to go home and sleep peacefully, when I close my eyes here, my mind is full of hideous faces!"

"Who do you say has a hideous face, huh? Our face was originally stretched out, but it became hideous after you came here!"

"shut up!!"

"Come on, shoot! Shoot me! Let your mother see what the most ferocious face looks like!"

"boom!!!"

………………

It wasn't until the last gunshot sounded, and all the quarrels subsided, and it wasn't until the branch that triggered the landmine in the hands of militiaman Hao Jian slightly shook and fell, that the audience suddenly understood where the soldier's last shot was.

Perhaps because of guilt, or because of this unjust war, the sniper finally chose to help the militia.

"go home! (go home)"

Maybe it was because Hao Jian was still looking at him in disbelief, or because the soldier knew the planned bombing time of the plane, at this moment he shouted anxiously: "go home!"

However, what almost everyone didn't expect was that Hao Jian, who was afraid of death, didn't leave this time. He just stared blankly at the direction where his home used to be and cried out the last sentence: "no home!"

Immediately behind the stage, on the large LED screen in the background, a bomber roared through the air and made a depressing roar.

Immediately, a huge shell landed from far to near, and exploded!Blow up all the lights on the stage.

"sorry!"

(End of this chapter)