Chapter 574

is different from Li Shixin's previous works, the story line of "Ling" is relatively long.

It tells the story of the period from the end of the Qing Dynasty to the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, and the characters involved are also the most of Li Shixin's self-created works.

As the opening part of the work, the first act "Burning Mountain" has a lot of content.

When the netizens of the fighters built high-rise buildings in the interactive comment area for the sake of high energy for the beginning, the video still continued;

A fire burned down the Hui Building and the old class leader Yu Changyin together.

The old class owner fell, and the backbone of the troupe also fell.

Looking at the old class owner who was uncertain about his life and death on the ground, everyone in the team loudly asked passers-by and Lang Zhong in the nearby pharmacy for help.

However, on the chaotic long street, people were busy pouring fires and kerosene from their shops on the streets, destroying everything related to the word "foreign" in the pharmacy shops, and even the medicine boxes with "chamomile" and "digitalis" written on them were thrown into the fire.

When their own lives are threatened, no one will worry about the life and death of others - let alone a group of singers.

"Don't be busy. ”

Just when a group of apprentices had no way to ask for help, the old class master, who was lying on the ground covered in dust, opened his eyes faintly.

He grabbed a man's arm.

"Master. ”

Seeing the old master wake up, the apprentices with dust on their faces and tears gathered around him.

After searching with his eyes, the old class master's eyes looked fixedly at all the audience. His lips trembled, and he held out his hand tremblingly.

"Wenshan ......"

"Master. ”

At this point in the frame, the camera pokes forward, and the whole frame pulls forward.

As the perspective pulls, the audience realizes why the whole video is so high-energy from the beginning of the video to the present.

All the pictures are presented to everyone as a faceless "person" on the scene.

Just when the audience was in a trance for this unique shooting perspective, a hand reached over and grabbed the trembling hands of the old class master.

"Wenshan...... Beat you up at the age of eight and was sent to our family class, there are ...... Twenty years, right?"

"Twenty-one years, master. ”

With the voice of a young man outside the painting, amid the crying around him, the old head nodded effortlessly.

"Twenty-one years...... Wenshan, have you memorized the rules of our family class?"

The owner of the voice seemed to know what the old class master was up to.

He shook his head vigorously, and the picture shook as he shook his head.

"Master, this can't be done...... You save your energy and don't say anything. I'll take you to see Langzhong! to see the best Langzhong! You have to be good, you have to live a long life......"

"Back ......"

"Master. ”

The apprentice did not respect the teacher's order, which annoyed the old class master.

I don't know where the strength came from, he suddenly clenched his hands like dry branches, his cloudy eyes suddenly burst into light, and the wrinkled forehead was tensed one after another, like streams flowing on the dry earth after a rainstorm.

"Carry it for me!

Seeing that the old class master suddenly flushed his face, as if the master of the perspective was sobbing, the picture shook for a while.

"Don't respect the teacher, don't respect the ancestor, get rid of it!"

"Back!"

"Prevarication on the spot, dismissal! Temporary leave, dismissal! If there is a special accident, this is not included. ”

"In Bansiban, never use. In the class to form a party, the punishment is not a loan. Temporary misplay, punishment. Flee from the backshift, recover, and be punished heavily, leaving no ...... If you don't return at night, you will be punished. Put the night string shop, heavy responsibility, punishment kneeling. Theft of objects, heavy fines, no ...... Set up a game to gamble and punish him. Verbal brawls, punishments. Lean on the strong and suppress the weak, and punish you!"

As the picture was out, the young voice roared out the class rules of the troupe one by one, and the green tendons on the old man's face gradually disappeared along with the ruddy glow that seemed to shine back to the light.

"Slack off on the stage, heavy punishment! Disrespect to the same door, heavy punishment! Those who do not cherish themselves, heavy punishment!"

As the voice outside the painting finished reciting the last rule, the old class owner showed a hint of relief.

"Wenshan, I ...... after I die"

"Master!"

In a complicated call, the old class leader raised his eyelids and looked at the apprentices kneeling in front of him—mostly dolls with snot bubbles.

"The pear orchard is bitter, and the singing is despised and despised by the opera. Can be at least ...... Still on this earthly path...... Wenshan, you are a senior brother, I treat you as a son. The family class and you, the younger brothers and sisters...... I'll leave it to you. Obey the rules and don't ...... Don't let them even have a place to eat...... None ...... There was ......"

After the final explanation, the old master's withered hand hung down weakly.

At this point in the video, the picture has changed again.

The camera zooms in from a close-up view.

The old class owner with round eyes seems to be gradually moving away as the camera stretches. Until his face was blurred, a kneeling on the ground and sobbing his back became clear.

This group is almost a dazzling camera movement, which perfectly shows the sense of distance from the old class master, as well as the handover of the two roles of the new and old class master.

As the picture gradually pans, the narrative angle of the film is completely detached from the perspective just now - the audience finally sees the appearance of the owner from the perspective just now.

A man in his thirties, with a face full of dust and tears, but still unable to hide his compelling handsomeness, finally appeared in front of all the audience.

In the midst of a sobbing sound, the man gently closed the old leader's eyelids, wiped away his tears and staggered up from the ground.

He looked at the group of tearful brothers and sisters, and picked up the thin old man whose face he could no longer see.

"What are you cry......ing about? It's not gone yet!"

A loud shout on the long street brought back the tears of a group of dolls.

"Let's go, there is no place to stay here, there is a place to stay. ”

Under the dim day, the man held the body of the master and a group of mud-like dolls, and gradually disappeared into the street in the face of the sun.

"Sit firmly in Mianshan ~ never leave ~~~"

At the corner of the street where their figures disappeared, a drama with a trembling voice, through the chaos and fear, came far, far away......

The first act of "Ling" "Burning Mianshan" is here, and it is officially over.

But in the interactive comment area of the video, the viewers who saw Yu Wenshan's appearance were like boiling oil, fried!

"Who are you, handsome guy?"

"Ahh......h

"What's the matter, the more you lick the phone screen, the dirtier it gets? Suck, suck~~~"

"Nima, I'm not mistake......n, right?! What the hell is this?"

"It's Xinye's son, right? Didn't you say that Xinye had a son? This must be Xinye......'s son, right? I love this look!"

"That white-eyed wolf who doesn't raise his own father?heh, can the white-eyed wolf have this appearance?!

"Damn, I just saw the old class master die, and I felt that my eye circles were a little wet, and suddenly I saw this face, and I touched the keyboard with a special sip of soda!

"God is so special and like Li!"

"Xinye is awesome! Another person plays two roles! Huh? Why do I say again? But what's the situation with this damn handsome?"

"Well、Sprout from the homepage recommendation。 I was a little puzzled to see the speeches of the big guys...... You say, the actor who plays the old class leader, and the actor who plays Wenshan...... I'm so blind that I don't even see it!"

"You're still young in front of you, and I don't blame you. After you finish watching this old man's youth sports inspirational movie "Flying in the Wind", the costume martial arts action film "Mobei" series, the romantic comedy "Yan Baoxia" and the warm healing little fresh movie "The Undertaker", you will be clear. It's definitely the same person!"

"A group of rare and strange sand sculptures. Have you forgotten that Nobuye once put on little makeup? What's so difficult to draw a little as Mario and Pikachu and draw yourself thirty years younger?"

"Sand sculptures, don't care about these useless details, look at the camera movement, look at the camera movement, knock on the blackboard! Remember that group of camera movements just now, it is simply a textbook-level use of film language, damn the director of this video is a bit awesome!"

"Compared to the previous series, the beginning of this one is a bit dull. But...... Don't talk to this macho about the plot, and don't say anything to this macho about the mirror! Just at the face of Xinye, damn it, hurry up and release the second episode, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Ah! I can't do it, I read the paragraph that came out of Wenshan just now, Xinye, give it to me, give me more looks, hurry, I can't stand it, I can't stand it!"

Drip!

Receive cheer points, 311233 points!

Outside the China Film Digital Film and Television Production Center.

Hearing a soft sound in his ears, Li Shixin raised his eyebrows and hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Shixin, why don't you leave?"

On the side, seeing him stop, Wu Ming blinked.

Thinking of the more than 600,000 earnings after the first act of the three platforms was played, Li Shixin smiled and waved his hand to a group of old fans.

"You go back to the hotel first, and I'll go to the recording studio. It suddenly occurred to me that tomorrow's clip needed a first soundtrack. ”

Seeing that Li Shixin had something to do, a group of old goblins were no longer clingy. After telling Li Shixin not to be busy until too late, he walked in the direction of the hotel under the leadership of An Xiaoxiao and Sun Luoluo.

Seeing everyone's backs disappear at the crossing, Li Shixin finally couldn't suppress the surging in his heart. Shake your fist hard!

Mom!

The first act of 600,000 applause value income, if this is six acts, then there must be no 3 million?

The old man came down this wave...... Estimated ...... You can find a wife!

Wait a minute!?

Why should I find a wife?

The thoughts that popped up in his mind scared Li Shixin.

Li Shixin, Li Shixin, you can't fall.

You have to support it, and you have to support it. Finding a young and beautiful, white-skinned and long-legged young lady with a pear tree and begonias is your real goal!

The rekindled small goal of struggle made Li Shixin nod with satisfaction.

Be a man.

Sure enough, you have to have some bold ideals to have passion!

I flagged down a taxi and got in.

"Uncle, where are you going?"

On the back seat, looking at the taxi driver's bright smile and shiny baldness, Li Shixin frowned and stretched out a finger.

"First, please call me brother. Second, find the best recording studio. ”

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After looking at Li Shixin's face, the twenty-nine-year-old taxi driver turned around aggrievedly.

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