At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Shunqing, who was practicing singing, occasionally looked up at the clock on the wall, and suddenly felt a little restless - he said on WeChat that the story version would be released at half past three in the afternoon.

So she wandered and sang a few wrong notes.

Zhou Yuhua was chatting quietly on the phone in the living room, but suddenly covered his mobile phone and shouted: "What are you doing? Can you sing wrong in this place?"

After a while, she walked out timidly with her head down and whispered, "Mom, I feel a little tired from my throat." ”

Zhou Yuhua opened his mouth when he heard this, coped with the two sentences over there, and then hung up the phone and looked at Zhou Shunqing.

Zhou Shunqing lowered her head more and more, not daring to speak.

"Don't you like the song your mother chose?"

"Like. ”

"Then why can I sense that you are resistant?"

"I ...... No. ”

Zhou Yuhua had a chill on her face, but in the end, after hesitating for a while, she still sighed and said, "Okay, don't practice today, you can move freely, you can go out shopping or something if you want, and you can ...... at home."

This time, Zhou Shunqing actually replied, "I'll just rest at home." ”

Zhou Yuhua was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling as if something was wrong.

My daughter has some emotional problems.

But if you think about it carefully, my daughter has been with me recently, and there seems to be nothing wrong with it, so I feel that it may still be these songs I chose, and she doesn't like it very much, so when I heard that I could stop practicing, I was immediately very happy.

This made her feel more and more depressed.

She probably knew that her daughter actually hated being in charge of her.

But I don't care about her, who do I expect to care? her playboy dad?

couldn't help sighing, she only felt tired, but she thought that her daughter was only nineteen years old after all, and it was normal to be ignorant, and when she was older, she began to understand her good intentions at the moment.

So he waved his hand, "Go, go, rest by yourself!"

"Thank you, Mom!"

Zhou Shunqing thanked her obediently and walked away very ladylikely, but with her mother's eyes on her back, her movements subconsciously became faster, and when her hand touched the handrail of the stairs, she quickly threw off her long legs and ran silently upwards with three steps in one step.

Back in his bedroom, pick up his phone, and hurry up to Weibo.

He's in his "special listening".

But the story version of "Dream Chaser" has not yet been released.

So she had time to calmly put on her headphones, turned on the music every day, and listened to "Dream Chaser".

At half past three, the movie version of the MV on Tiantian Music was released on time.

She had the heart to be the first to look at it on Weibo and help him brush a playback, but when she returned to Weibo, she still didn't, it seemed that he needed to cooperate with Tiantian Music and release it later, so she couldn't bear the itching in her heart, and hurried back and clicked on the story version on Tiantian Music.

As soon as the MV begins, there is a trivial sound at first, and then the picture lights up.

This is supposed to be a very old private clinic.

An old doctor helped the patient remove the cast from his arm, with some disgust, "Don't work so hard!"

Then Peng Xiangming appeared in the camera.

It's his appearance that surprised him in the pure music version and made many netizens talk about it - so old, so mature!

He even smiled, like an old man in his thirties, "Make money!"

The old doctor's expression was fierce and disdainful, "You don't have a wife, why do you make money!"

Peng Xiangming still smiled, "Make money and marry a wife!"

"What kind of wife does a person like you marry, it's harmful!"

"Smoking?"

"Thanks! I don't smoke in my clinic!"

But he actually lit a cigarette with his left hand throughout the whole process - this made the meticulous Zhou Shunqing instantly get what he meant, because his right hand was in a plaster, so for a long time recently, he should have been used to relying on his left hand to do everything.

This discovery made Zhou Shunqing secretly excited, feeling that she must have understood what he meant.

"How much?"

"Alas, forget it, I'll accumulate virtue!

"That'...... Thanks!"

Thanks to the blessing of having an actor's father, Zhou Shunqing stayed on the set of movies and TV series many times when she was a child, and she also watched movies with her father I don't know how many times, and he even praised herself for being very talented in acting, so at this time, her "talent" intuitively told her that there was a "story" in this performance!

This "character" is very wrong!

As soon as the camera turned, Peng Xiangming walked briskly on a street.

His steps were strange, different from his usual walking.

He is tall and has long legs, and he usually walks with his head held high, with a large stride and a lot of momentum, which is the feeling that with a little training and guidance, he can stand directly on the high-end show.

But at this time, his stride was very small, and he walked with his head down, as if he was afraid of being discovered by someone, but his cadence was very fast, and the whole person suddenly seemed hurried and could not see the light.

The camera pulls away, and the whole picture is pale blue.

It's gloomy.

Suddenly, he ran into an acquaintance.

A woman who looked to be around thirty years old, with a bit of charm, was still holding a cute little girl in her hand, and a mixture of surprise and cowardice instantly erupted on his face, "So coincidentally?"

The woman raised her hand and brushed her hair, barely showing a smile, as if she was a little embarrassed, "yes, what a coincidence." ”

The man looked down and glanced at the little girl, "Your daughter?"

The woman said, "Yes, I'm five years old." ”

"It's so cute!" he stared at the little girl, smiling, his eyes complicated.

The woman's smile was embarrassed, "We're going to ...... Something. ”

The man came back to his senses in amazement and smiled, "Oh, yes, I'm pretty busy, ...... See you soon!"

"Goodbye!"

The man walked away, and soon the little girl looked up and asked, "Mom, I'm six years old, why did you tell my uncle that I was five years old?"

A moment of embarrassment flashed across the woman's face.

And Zhou Shunqing immediately understood the intention of this plot - this cute little girl is a man......'s daughter! Peng Xiangming's daughter!

As soon as the camera turned, the man stopped, lit a cigarette, smoked, tried a few times, and finally made up his mind to turn back sharply.

At the end of the camera, the streets are empty, and there are no more women and children.

At this time, the music suddenly came up.

In the picture, Peng Xiangming's "young" face, which has appeared many times in the MV, suddenly appeared again - or rather, it should be called normal him.

Dressed in a police uniform and with a youthful and high-spirited face, he was standing in a square formation, as if he was being trained at a police academy or something.

The picture flashed, he hugged the heroine, who also looked a lot younger, and the two laughed as they walked, laughing happily - the song began, "Let youth blow your long hair, let it pull your dreams......"

In a very simple rental house, a very simple bed with pink sheets.

The camera shines vertically, and the young girl is wearing pajamas with suspenders, pillowed on the arm of the shirtless man, smiling quietly and sweetly.

The two held hands and walked into a restaurant, and after a while, the waiter brought a bowl of noodles, so they took turns, each eating one noodle at a time, but the food was full of sweetness.

She was nauseous, and in the hospital, she got the pregnancy test list, she called, and a voice cut into the song, "Dad, Mom, I'm going to marry him! I'm pregnant!"

“...... The flying flotsam flying around in the sky is a fantasy of your smiling face......"

As soon as the camera turned, there were a few photos on the table, and one finger was slamming the photos, roaring as he spoke, "Do you know how many people have become addicted to drugs because of him? Do you know how many families have been broken up because of this? Do you know how many colleagues we have sacrificed?"

“...... Spring goes to autumn and comes in the red dust, who arranges ...... in fate"

"But why me?"

"Why can't it be you?

"Yes, I'm afraid, I'm afraid to die!"

"I'm afraid of death, what kind of policeman are you!"

"You are silent in the ice and snow on a cold night, and the brilliance that is difficult to hide is ......"

The man sat on the roof of the building and smoked, and the narration was the anxious voice of the woman, "Where have you been? I look for you everywhere, and you don't answer the phone, come back quickly, I have good news for you!"

"We ...... Let's break up!"

"There's no why, I just don't like you! Where are there so many whys, who can answer you so many whys...... You're stupid, stupid, I'm so handsome, I'm so smart, I'm a policeman, I'm going to be a policeman soon, why do I have to like you!"

"What a lifetime! This is the end of it, this is already a lifetime!"

"Let's go, find someone who likes you and marry!"

"Don't delay, you're so ugly, you're so stupid, who's going to want you when you're old!"

"Fool!

............

"Look at me, don't let the red face keep the empty pillow, youth has no regrets and never dies, and the eternal lover ......"

............

Zhou Shunqing had already covered her mouth, her eyes full of tears.

In the picture, Peng Xiangming is wearing a leather coat, looking like he is "old", walking alone and lonely.

But when he came to a small building, when he knocked on the door and entered, he quickly changed his smiling face.

There is a miasma of smoke here, some people are playing cards, more people are watching, snorting and drinking, and people are noisy.

At first glance, they are not good people.

But he seemed to be very popular, and soon someone gave way for him, he took a handful of cards, and played cards with high interest, and the piano sound was accompanied by his foul mouth, "I draft the uncle! out!

He laughed, collected the money, grabbed it casually, gave it to this handful, distributed it to that handful, and his hands were empty-handed, "Hey, if you don't fight, you guys are too vegetable!"

He went upstairs, still with a rough face.

He seemed to be trusted by the black boss, who seemed to be the man in the photo who had been thrown on the table, polite and always with a smile on his face.

"Twenty kilograms, this ticket is not small, it cheers me up!"

"Mobile phone, mobile phone, old rules, mobile phones are handed over!"

His hands were in his trouser pockets, and through his leather pants, his fingers could be clearly seen shaking.

"Captain, there's a situation, a text message from 'Dark Vader', there's a deal tomorrow afternoon!"

At the scene of the transaction, it seems to be in an abandoned building, the boxes are opened one after another, full of banknotes, and another box is opened, full of drugs.

The bigwigs on both sides looked at each other and smiled, shook hands, and hugged.

The siren sounded suddenly, and the guns above were immediately drawn to confront each other, and someone below shouted: "You have been surrounded! Surrender immediately is your only way out!"

The well-mannered boss's face was bruised, and he yelled like a madman, "Who is it!"

He shouted, "Third child, search! There must be someone with communication and positioning tools!"

In the actor's trouser pocket, the shaking of that hand stopped abruptly.

He clenched his fists and pulled out his hand, as if trying to find a chance to throw away the things in his hand, but he had no chance, and the boss suddenly spotted him at a glance - "Hand, stretch out, open!"

He opened his hand, and there was nothing.

But he suddenly jumped to his feet, knocked down the boss, turned and ran.

"Bang", the gun went off.

He was shot in the thigh, but still dodged, shot three times in a row, preventing someone from catching up, and then dragged the injured leg up quickly, but someone still chased after him.

With a pop, he was shot in the lower abdomen and quickly turned back to fire.

chased and chased all the way, and when he appeared on the rooftop, his mouth was already full of blood, and blood was constantly gushing out of his chest, but he still raised his hand and fired another shot with all his might, sealing the person who tried to rise at the entrance of the building.

At this time, there was already a lot of gunfire.

He was already lying on the ground and couldn't shoot.

Someone rushed out of the entrance of the building and ran hard, but when he ran to the edge of the building, he almost planted it, but he hesitated and did not dare to jump, so he turned around and ran back.

The noisy background was instantly far away, and he trembled, and pulled out a very old mobile phone from behind his waist, trembling, wheezing, and even the camera was blurred with blood.

He couldn't straighten up or lift his phone, but he started typing.

Old-fashioned mobile phone, blind typing.

In the center of the screen is every detail of the characters he enters.

Slowly, but firmly, never back, never revised.

Apparently he practiced typing these three words, and he had practiced for an unknown number of times.

The beep of an old mobile phone as you type is heard very clearly.

That's three words: I'm sorry!

After playing, he rested, entered the number with one hand, and with the last remaining strength, he chose to send.

Everything seems to have been trained a million times.

No need to hesitate, no need to look at it.

On the screen, the old mobile phone made a ding-dong sound, and the check mark was typed: Sent successfully!

With his last breath unloaded, he smiled, his face full of vicissitudes, but full of relief, muttered something indistinctly, and then his eyes began to lose their luster and slowly closed his eyes.

There were police officers rushing up.

The sun lit up, sweeping away the gloom of the whole film.

............

Zhou Shunqing was already choking on tears, and tears kept sliding down her cheeks.

That feeling, as if Peng Xiangming was really dead.

............

"In the reincarnation of the former world, who wandered in the voice, infatuated at my mundane world, and finally incomprehensibly cared. Look at me, don't let the red face keep the empty pillow, youth has no regrets and never dies, and the eternal lover ......"

............

It seems to be a memorial service, with a picture of a male protagonist hanging.

He was smiling, his face was handsome, and his masculinity and youth were all blowing in his face.

The woman he met at the beginning of the film threw herself on his body, trembling, crying silently, and crying uncontrollably. However, he had closed his eyes peacefully.

"Let youth blow your long hair, let it pull your dreams, and before you know it, the history of this city has remembered your smile......"

During the singing, the picture went completely black.

Two lines of large letters appear:

"I would like to dedicate this song to everyone who dedicates himself to the country!

Dedicated to every dreamer!"

Immediately afterwards, two red Songti characters appeared below - salute!

Subtitles float up, and more subtitles slowly slide up -

Producers: Peng Xiangming, Wu Yun

Producer: Peng Xiangming Music Studio

Producer: Peng Xiangming

Director: Peng Xiangming

Screenwriter: Peng Xiangming

Starring: Peng Xiangming, Zeng Rou

Executive Director: Xu Jingwei

Assistant Director: Zhao Jianyuan

Production Assistant: Liu Keyong

......

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