tearjerker director

Chapter 268 Why Do You Want To Be Like Others?

Xu Song showed a wry smile.

Thinking back to the video.

He looked at it very seriously, because he also wanted to know, what would happen in the end?
"Thank you for the wonderful performance brought by the last contestant, now it's our turn." The host was about to announce the result.

At this time, a staff member came over and whispered something to him, and the supporter immediately changed his words, "It seems that we still have another player, she is."

The next moment, what appeared on the screen was a violin covered with tape.

The camera pans and a girl with a violin appears on stage.

She doesn't have such a bright dress, she wears a simple and plain white dress without makeup, but at this moment, she is standing on this stage, she is the focus of everyone.

The girl took a deep breath, and firmly and slowly put the violin on her shoulders. At that moment, she looked at the people in the audience, and thought of the uncle who was also a teacher and friend. He was lying in the hospital. She thought of him Tell yourself that music is alive, and you can see it when you close your eyes.

She slowly closed her eyes.

The bow gently pulled the strings, and the sound played by the violin burst out like a broken silver bottle.

Xu Song felt his scalp go numb.

If we say that the piano music of the previous piano girl burned like her jealous fire, like her roar.

So at this moment, the accelerated violin variation of "Canon in D Major" is even more exciting!
The sound played by the violin seems to confirm the sentence: music, like people, is alive.

As the camera rotated rapidly, the entire concert hall seemed to be revolving around this girl. She had beautiful black hair and a simple white dress. The pretty figure played the violin and played a beautiful and shocking melody.

In that melody, everything is illusory.

On the stage, the girl's hair seemed to be blown by the wind with her ecstasy and devotion to the performance. The wind seemed to be the wind that bends the weeds in the field, and the weeds will eventually stand up again.

In the picture, with the shocking music, the girl suddenly thinks of the sound of the uncle gesturing, and then sees the uncle's instructive and kind face lying in the hospital, and then thinks of the scene of being bullied, and then she is in the wide field of freedom.

All of these burst out in the performance of this piece, which is the embodiment of her truest emotion. At this moment, the melody has life and soul.

Quickly cut the screen, constantly switching.

All the things I have experienced before, for this moment of non-stop practice, I keep pulling the strings.

All the hardships I have experienced have become the nourishment for the music at this moment.

In the shot, accompanied by the passionate and scalp-numbing melody, in the vast expanse of field trees, a beautiful butterfly emerges from its cocoon, flapping its wings and flying towards the gentle and yearning sunshine.

The butterfly was born towards the light and danced against the light, just like she was playing on the stage unrestrainedly.

Flicking her hair wantonly, pulling the strings, the notes full of life burst out from her hands one by one.

At this moment, she is so confident and flamboyant!

On the stage, as the most exciting note came to an abrupt end, she held the violin quietly, panting heavily.

And the audience felt as if the stop button had been pressed.

The camera pans across the faces.

One by one, they were all stunned. They opened their mouths and looked at the weak-looking figure on the stage. They couldn't say a word, and the audience was silent.

It seemed that they hadn't recovered from the melody that made their scalps tingle.

It seemed unbelievable that the girl who looked strong at all, but a little thin, could burst out such terrifying energy.

It seems that they are still reminiscing, unable to extricate themselves from the moving and beautiful melody full of countless emotions.

This is the charm of music, this is the power of dreams.

At some point, a person stood up and applauded, and the applause spread like a virus.

Countless people stood up, applause resounded through the sky!

Even the piano girl was looking at her in despair at this moment.

It seemed unbelievable that she could actually do it, and she did it better than her.

What made it even more difficult for her to accept was that she was deaf, she couldn't hear the sound, but she really completed a wonderful performance, which brought her too much impact.

Everything she did before was like a clown.

Just like Xu Song's mood at this moment.

He felt that he was the piano girl.

Sitting here, looking at the works of the director I envy and hate, I am lost!

On the stage, she couldn't hear the thunderous applause, but she saw it, and everyone was applauding for her.

The short film is over, with a length of 4 minutes and 5 seconds, but the shock brought by it is something that people can't calm down for a long time.

At least at this moment Xu Song is still in a daze.

He felt that he used to be like the deaf girl in the movie, who was ridiculed and suffered a lot.

He still vaguely remembered that at that time, he was like that deaf girl, who was so shocked that he was on the verge of collapse.

The dream is shattered!
It's just that the girl was lucky enough to have a mentor who was lucky enough to have someone who told her, "Why, why... you want to be like everyone else?"

So, his director's dream was shattered.

Then, he turned into that piano girl, and the flames of jealousy made him constantly smear and belittle those successful directors.

Are those movies that he criticized as useless, really that bad?
No, it's just because of jealousy from the bottom of my heart!

Xu Song leaned back on the chair, lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and then let it out.

He didn't expect that he could be shocked by a short film.

I don't know how long it took, but he didn't come back to his senses until he felt the heat from his fingers.

Stuffed out the cigarette butt.

He started to look again.

It's just that, this time, he no longer has a critical eye, but brings the knowledge he has learned about directors to watch this short film.

Why does this short film make his scalp go numb?Why is there such a sense of shock?
He needs to analyze it carefully.

As for the bad review order, he had already forgotten about it.

At the same time, this commercial, like Li Yi's short films in the past, began to spread like a virus.

The major video platforms are even at a flying speed, with clicks, comments, and messages rising steadily.

"As expected of Director Dog, he has improved again!"

"What melody is the violin playing? My scalp is numb!"

"Desires and obstacles, inner conflicts and outer conflicts. Very complete, fast-paced but full of internal organs, increased conflicts and reasonable, digging grooves, love and love. The scalp is numb, awesome."

"If you walk a long way alone in the dark, it's hard not to cry!"

(End of this chapter)