Chapter 610

"Wake up and see what I find!"

", I didn't expect there to be OST after the feature film is over! What kind of rhythm is this? It's like going to the bathing center and ordering a technician to rub a salt, and the manager suddenly came over and told him that pressing his feet is free today!"

"Brother in front, our Cadillac enthusiasts need talents like you!"

"A real man has always been swollen and moving forward! Xinye's work is finished!"

"Poof! I just finished crying after watching the feature film, did any of the Young Pioneers brothers go first? After all, I was already crying and swollen just now...... I'm afraid of inflammation for another round......"

"Won't it? Won't it? No one really watches Xinye's video, and doesn't bring their own tissues, eye drops, and women's hot clothes, right?"

"Women's Yanjie messed into your sister!"

"A group of sand sculptures, the first OST is Xiaoyuehong, the second OST is Lai Xiaoyue, and now this blind guess is Yu Wenshan. ”

Station B.

As the OST of "Chiling" has just appeared on the homepage, a sea of barrage has floated in the video that lasts more than five minutes!

In the midst of a barrage of human confusion, the last part of Ling began;

As some sand sculpture netizens speculated, the last OST is indeed the part of Yu Wenshan.

As an old silver coin in the entertainment industry, the strength is a master of demon circle fans, like this part of the most popular work, Xinye must have them all!

With the red firelight at the beginning of the video, a face that was soaked in sweat reflected a face that had been burned by sweat, and the barrage was boiling!

Video footage.

In the gathering building where the fire danced wildly, the steaming fire and heat waves made everything seem ethereal and unreal.

In the red distorted by the heat wave, a figure was lying on the stage.

He breathed heavily, his shirt dancing slightly with the steaming heat. The sweat flowing from his face has already made the appearance of "ingots ugly".

The fire has spread to the stage.

A large pool of blood and fire slowly flowing from beneath him merged, making a snorting sound.

In the symphony of blood and fire, a tactful Jinghu sounded like a cicada on a moonlit night

Looking at Yu Wenshan, who was dying on the stage, there was a boiling in the barrage!

"Damn, Yamamoto's bullet still hit! Yu Wenshan, Yu Wenshan, your luck is still so bad. ”

"Maybe this is a happy way for Wenshan. ”

"For better or for worse, you've come your way through this life. Boss Yu...... Precious, let's go!"

"Boss Yu, let's go!"

Just when the barrage was surging, Yu Wenshan on the stage moved his fingers.

With the steaming of the fire, the camera cut to Yu Wenshan's perspective.

The camera shook slightly, drifting towards the curtain that had been engulfed in flames. As the light spread, everything became illusory.

In the firelight, a girl who ran to the end of the street was held by a big hand.

"Mother, mother, don't you want me?"

"Don't chase it. ”

"Why?"

"If you don't chase it, you still have a thought, and if you chase it, you won't even have a thought. ”

"Woo...... How do you know?"

"Because I chased. ”

The girl with pear blossoms and rain in the firelight is called Yuehong.

Just when looking at the memories from Yu Wenshan's perspective, the tactful prelude in the background music ended, and the first lyrics of the OST interlude, like a murmur in the night, drilled into the ears of all the audience!

The play folds, and the water sleeves rise and fall......

But the audience who was intoxicated by the story didn't care.

Because the yellow-haired girl in the firelight has grown.

"The little nun is twenty-eight years old, and her hair was cut by the master when she was young. Every day, burn incense and exchange water on the Buddha hall, and see a few children playing games under the mountain gate.

He looked at us, and we looked at him. ”

In the courtyard of the theater garden, a girl who was so smart was fighting, reciting the words of "Sifan".

"Stinky boy, are your eyes sticking to the paste?"

Just when the gaze that was staring at the girl could not be moved, a bamboo board slapped over.

"Oh, Master, don't fight, I'm stubble! I didn't get distracted, I didn't get distracted!"

"You haven't wandered! Your soul is flying, what kind of god is there? I'll let you see, I'll let you see!"

The crackling board fell, and the figure that had just glanced at it had already turned his back with a red face;

"He and us, let's share him, and worry a lot about it. Enemies, how can they achieve marriage and die in front of the palace of Hades.

Grind it to and fro, see it to unravel, and grind it to the mill. Put it in the oil pan and fry it, ahhhhh

Then when he saw the living suffering sin, how did he see the dead ghost with a flail?

Ah, by him.

The fire burns the eyebrows, and looks at the eyes~"

"Dead girl, you will be played by the words when you recite the words, what are your eyes drifting around?!His grandmother's, tomorrow Kunban will go to the East Courtyard to practice, and the class will be in the West Courtyard!"

In the midst of the master's scolding, those figures in memory disappeared into the firelight.

This piece of film did not appear in the feature film. But it's about the things between Yu Wenshan and Xiao Yuehong in their youth.

Seeing that Yu Wenshan and Xiao Yuehong had feelings for each other, netizens who had just been abused by the feature film burst into tears again;

"I knew that Yu Wenshan also liked Xiao Yuehong. ”

"This storyboard and special show, I'm kneeling! The fire in the theater stopped Yu Wenshan's memories of Xiao Yuehong, and it was a hint that the Boxer fire twenty years ago ruined the excitement that this pair should have!"

Yu Wenshan's fault was that he took over the teacher's order and took on the family class. If there is no such thing, the right couple will be more than Deng!"

In the rolling barrage, the plot continues, and the background music continues.

Singing sorrows and joys and singing clutches has nothing to do with me.

The fan opens and closes, and the gongs and drums sound silently. Love in the play, outsiders, who can say it.

In the firelight, the moonlight gathered.

It was a courtyard with the word Shou hung on it, and several rifles in the compound were pointed at the camera. In the wing room just a few feet away, the girl's cry was heartbreaking.

"Senior brother!"

The picture went dark, and the owner of the perspective closed his eyes deeply. In the background music, which became more and more intense, there were suppressed screams and cries.

When the picture lit up again, Xiaoyue Hongmuran, who had spent makeup, walked over.

When passing by, a few pieces of ocean dingding fell to the ground.

"The reward given by the master's family, senior brother, you can take it. ”

The trembling perspective lowered its head, and in the ocean of silver glowing in the moonlight, mixed with a red cloth bag.

With a violent cough, the memories in the firelight came to an abrupt end again.

is accustomed to mixing joy, anger and sorrow into powder, what about singing through the clichés?

I'm all white, blue and gray.

As it became more and more excited, as if it was brewing a song of stormy waves, Yu Wenshan, who had been engulfed in flames on the stage, slowly raised his arm.

The blood-stained arm groped and plunged into his chest.

Trembling, he pulled out something.

It was a cloth bag, as if it had been rubbed in the dead of night for countless nights, and the surface of the cloth bag was already shining. In the midst of the flames, there was an orange-red glow.

The cloth bag was opened, and with the last bit of strength, Yu Wenshan lifted the contents inside.

I saw the placket that had faded.

The ingots that melted away were ugly and smiled.

In troubled times, duckweed endured to watch the beacon fire burning mountains and rivers, and did not dare to forget the country.

Even if no one knows me!

The people in the audience walked by, but they didn't see the old color.

The people on the stage sang a heartbreak parting song.

Love words are difficult to fall into, and he sings with blood.

At this point, the background music stopped abruptly as if the pause button had been pressed.

The raging fire finally engulfed the stage where the blood was roasted dry. An old coat, burning, drifted into the sky with the steaming heat.

In the midst of the flames, there was a burst of broken sounds, like a broken bellows singing.

"Buddha... The front lamp of the Buddha cannot be made into a cave room. ”

"Soup Kitchen...... Can't do the tortoise feast East Pavilion. ”

"The Bell and Drum Tower, I can't do it. ”

"Grass futon, can't make hibiscus mattress. ”

"The slave is... is a female Jiao'e, not a man. ”

"Why is the waist yellow tapestry, wearing a straight body, and wearing a straight ......"

"Seeing other couples, a pair of brocade wears. ”

"Ahh

"It's not like people's hearts are as hot as fire, it's not as hot as people's hearts!"

With a high-pitched voice that seemed to have exhausted all the strength of a lifetime, the firelight engulfed everything in the theater that seemed to be in every square inch.

As the fire broke through the sky, the majestic theater was full of all memories, all grievances and hatreds, all unfinished ambitions and all irreparable regrets, rushing to the sky!

When the curtain rises, the curtain falls......

Who are the guests?

Rumble.

With the last episode, the family class and the gathering building that have lasted for a hundred years have disappeared in Sijiu City. also disappeared in the long river of history!

When the fire faded and the sky turned from orange to blue again.

The picture has changed.

A man and a woman with a child of about ten years old stood in the middle of the street.

Opposite this family of three is Yamamoto, who has become the head of the North China secret service.

Yamamoto is still the same Yamamoto.

It's just that the guards around him have been changed from Japanese soldiers to Chinese soldiers. The muzzle of the gun, which was originally pointed at the Chinese, was now on Yamamoto's back.

Looking at Yamamoto in front of her, the woman in the family of three smiled and shed tears.

"Mr. Yamamoto, let's meet again. ”

"You are?"

"Family class, Lai Xiaoyue. Mr. Yamamoto, after nearly ten years of absence, do you remember me?"

“...... , Sodisne. Mr. Lai Xiaoyue, don't come to harm? Are you still singing?"

Yamamoto is no longer Yamamoto, and there is no kind smile on his face anymore. Between the eyebrows, there is only fear and uneasiness.

Looking at the old man, he was beaten a few times by rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs before he asked the woman with a wry smile.

"I haven't opened my voice for seven or eight years, Mr. Yamamoto, I'll sing it to you today. ”

On the crowded streets, a woman kills four doors, echoing in the sky of Victory Day.

"The young man is worthy of being behind the door, and he killed the Kou battalion to collect the soldiers. Long live take this music in front of you, kill four doors in a row, and stay wise!"

"Daughter-in-law is doing a good job!" "Good singing!"

Amid the applause of the street, the woman wiped away her tears, looked at the prisoner in front of her, and smiled: "Mr. Yamamoto, didn't you want to hear me sing to you?

Looking at the woman in front of him, who was no longer young and had been weathered by the years, Yamamoto closed his eyes slightly.

"Mr. Lai's demeanor has not diminished back then, but when you were not there...... I've heard more about it. ”

Bowing deeply to Lai Xiaoyue, Yamamoto walked towards his end under the escort of the guards.

Yamamoto's back gradually faded away, the back of Lai Xiaoyue's family of three, the crowd cheering on the street slowly froze, and the Sijiu City, which had no Huihui Building and a family class, slowly froze.

The last part of "Ling" also went to the last second of the video.

With the circle of "Replay", it is displayed on the screen.

The three platforms of beep station, fighting hands, and tea beans are completely exploded!