villain king

Chapter 231 The Dark Night of the Soul
The cardboard piano that Chen Guilin made for Xiao Yuan is pretty good.

It's just a bit of a waste of time, and now I have practiced some introductory songs, and I can still keep up with my words.

If I learn Liszt's "The Bell" in the future, I can simply switch to ventriloquism in the future.

So he's going to build a new piano.

With the sound of the roaring train, he fried some fish for Wang Gong, the only technician.

Either fooling around, or building relationships, and finally pulling together a team.

Chen Guilin and his group are just stragglers.

Using this word may flatter them a bit.

The second brother-in-law is timid and afraid of getting into trouble, the old Liu is obedient, the fat head is a gangster whose hand was interrupted while playing mahjong, and the fast hand is a reform-through-labour prisoner.

On the surface, Ji Ge is the big boss who digs up scrap steel, but he is also a little unclean in the dark.

This team appears to be a mixed bag, but it is a true portrayal of that society.

Under the wave of layoffs, there are frustrations, downfalls, rises, and Wang Kangmei who is keen to cuckold others.

Wan Qian liked the scene of wearing a hat very much, and insisted on keeping another one in Ji Yun's expression as if he was eating a fly.

"Miss Boss, don't laugh."

Zhang Meng looked at Wan Qian in the camera, and said helplessly.

"All right, all right, I'll try my best to hold back." Wan Qian rubbed her face, trying to regain her emotions, but when she saw Ji Yun's resentful face opposite, she couldn't control her expression.

"No, I can't help it."

"Then this one is over?" Zhang Meng called out tentatively.

What responded to him was Ji Yun's warning eyes.

Wan Qian will become a pioneer of arch dams sooner or later.

"Ahem, I'm the director, and I have the final say. The two actors performed quite well in the scene just now. After that, we won't shoot."

"It's boring."

Wan Qian pursed her lips, kissed Ji Yun, and frantically went to play with Xu Jiao.

"Boss, how are you?"

Ji Yun touched the place where he was kissed, and said seriously: "What else can I do? It's not really green anymore."

Zhang Meng secretly laughed, your appearance just now was not as relaxed as it is now.

"That's not what I mean. Our movie is almost finished. You have a lot of experience. How much box office do you think our movie can get?"

Ji Yun lit a cigarette, "The question now is whether the audience is willing to come in, not whether they can stay."

The stone on Zhang Meng's chest fell, and Ji Yun affirmed the movie from the side.

He was also afraid, Liu Qing invested so much in it, if he didn't meet people's expectations, he would be too young if he couldn't come back for the New Year.

"Then how much do you think is appropriate for the film's promotional budget?"

Ji Yun glanced at him and asked back, "How much did you spend?"

"It costs 800 million now, and it is estimated that 500 million will be used after the film is completed."

Ji Yun threw away the half-burned cigarette butt, and stamped it out with his toe: "Then there are still 2700 million yuan left, put it all in, let's play big this time."

According to the Snyder Metronome to divide the paragraphs of the movie, it can be divided into about 15 parts.

The scene to be filmed now is the "dark night of the soul".

The dark night of the soul is also a process of transformation, mainly to show pain in all directions, the process of transformation and rebirth, the pain of the spiritual world, it is best to let the audience cry with you.

But Zhang Meng didn't like this.

Although the lines of this movie are humorous, it still takes a gloomy and frustrated path.He upholds the idea of ​​being happy but not promiscuous, and sad but not hurt.

It made the audience feel depressed and uncomfortable, but it was not enough to cry.

Ji Ge was caught in the game, Shuxian cheated, and the team fell apart.

Xiao Yuan also turned against his ex-wife, even if the piano was actually made, it would not help.

With the filming, Ji Yun's understanding of the film became more and more profound. The role of Chen Guilin is not just a frustrated person standing still, but also a reflection of a generation.

It's like a fuel storage tank after a rocket lifts off, burns itself and then sinks into the quagmire.

This land can no longer keep young people, and what the story shows is just a carnival of a group of middle-aged people.

But some people only understand the old and young of age, but do not understand the young and old of spirit.

The story is bitter, but there is joy in the bitterness.

As I said before, Zhang Meng is uncovering his scars and showing the dripping blood unreservedly in front of the audience.

However, as the story progresses, he is constantly using blood as paint, trying to paint pieces of flowers.

According to Qiao Shan's words, this Chen Guilin was simply sad.

But reality may be more helpless than movies.

In the empty factory, the bustle of the past is gone.

Ji Yun sat on the container, playing the accordion in his arms.

He understood a truth in his previous life, hard work may not necessarily result in results, but he must always give himself an explanation, even if it is just a handshake.

When he tried his best to perform for the first time and received a lot of abuse, although he felt sad, he was more happy.

But when the abuse filled the sea and became an emotional trash can, he couldn't even say three words that I recognized.

He had a chance to start over, but Chen Guilin didn't.

Ji Yun sat there alone, only his back could be seen in the camera.

He wanted to straighten his back hard, but felt that there were countless burdens on his spine, making every breath he took became a sigh.

Wan Qian stood in front of the door, and a khaki windbreaker caught her sight.

Just one glance, she felt her nose a little sore.

Liang Chaowei has a pair of eyes that can talk, and you can read the word melancholy in them.

The same is true of Ji Yun's back, full of loneliness.

The sense of belief, the detailed portrayal, and the empty background all make Ji Yun's emotions externalized to the extreme at this time.

She took a deep breath and walked slowly to Ji Yun.

Sitting down slowly, she was afraid that her rash actions would alarm the lonely poet beside her.

Smelling the familiar smell, Ji Yun put down the accordion, and said softly, "I can marry you now."

Wan Qian remained motionless, as if a needle had been poked in her heart, and the tears kept piling up in her eyes.

Slightly raised his head and looked at Ji Yun's side face.

I have been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

Zhang Meng's eyes were slightly red, and he couldn't help but be moved by the emotions of the two.

But he still grabbed his trouser legs and murmured softly: "Don't cry, don't cry"

The next scene is directly the climax of the whole play. Tears are like a fuse. As long as Wan Qian cries, it will arouse the emotions of the audience and cry together.

But the style of the next scene is quite different from this one, and it is easy to play while crying.

Wan Qian leaned her head on Ji Yun's shoulder, like a little beast covered in bruises.

At this moment, all the controversy on Shuxian dissipated, and the two who kept each other warm finally faced each other frankly after all hope was lost.

Accompanied by the final sound of the piano, the camera gradually fades away.

"Card."

With a click, Wan Qian's tears finally fell slowly.

In the blink of an eye, a small stream formed and wet Ji Yun's skirt.

Ji Yun turned around, hugged her in his arms silently, stroked her hair, and comforted her silently.

If "The Wind" won't win any awards, I'll smash the awards ceremony!

(End of this chapter)