After Xin Yi's micro-film was released, some people got inspiration from it, such as Bao Lingjian.

But more people saw the shadow of their mother in it.

Someone wrote in the comments,

"Superstar, your micro-movie actually made me cry. ”

Someone commented, "Why are you either singing and crying about us or making a short movie to make us cry?"

They didn't doubt whether this micro-film was made by Xin Yi, and the director was clearly marked at the beginning.

To be honest, there are a lot of comments under Xin Yi's Weibo.

But there is one comment that stands out.

The number of likes is increasing rapidly, jumping up in the dozens.

When Xin Yi opened Weibo again, this comment was already the first comment.

"My mom has Alzheimer's, she doesn't remember her name, and she doesn't remember how to get home when she's outside. But when I take her out to eat, she will quietly put the food in her pocket and say that she wants to take it home for her daughter. She forgot everything, but she remembered what I loved to eat. ”

This Weibo touched Xin Yi's heart almost immediately.

What mother isn't like that?

Xin Yi gave this Weibo a thumbs up.

Next, everyone was surprised to find that Xin Yi was editing a new Weibo.

What does Xin Yi want to send?

"Will Xin Yi write poetry again?"

Someone from below immediately replied to him.

"Brother, are you stupid, where did you get so many good poems. ”

"Do you think that writing poetry is really a cabbage, and you can write it if you want to?"

Some people think that Xin Yi must be writing poetry.

After all, Xin Yi hasn't written poetry for a long time.

But others think it's impossible, and their reason is very simple, how can good poems be like cabbage, one after another?

Regardless, the Weibo that Xin Yi is editing has indeed attracted a lot of attention.

There is both the fermentation of the previous popularity, and the excellence of this work.

Speaking of this work.

Someone at the bottom immediately asked.

"What about the people who said before that Xin Yi's movies are not as good as "Moving Forward with Weight"? ”

"Slap in the face!"

"Hahahahaha. @《Carrying the weight forward》"

It's really boring to wait for a Weibo to be released, many people are giggling under the previous Weibo, and even more Aite has a p station, and Aite has the ID of "Moving Forward with Weight".

"What's the use of bells and whistles?"

"That's it, bells and whistles +1"

Immediately, fans of "Moving Forward with Weight" came out to fight back.

"A bunch of fools upstairs, what's so good about this broken movie. ”

"That is, how can "Moving Forward with Weight" be good. ”

The person concerned, Xin Yi, obviously didn't know that his Weibo had caused a scolding war.

He is on a Weibo at the moment.

In just a few lines, Xin Yi read it over and over again.

"There can't be a typo, right?"

Xin Yi wiped the sweat from his head while proofreading.

I thought it would be great to have a memorable memory, who would have thought that it would really be unforgettable, but the things he saw would be remembered, as for whether there were typos or anything in it, it didn't matter.

This made Xin Yi suffer a lot when he was filming.

Even about this typo, Tian Xinxiao Lori laughed at it countless times.

In the end, thanks to his own excellent directing skills, he forced this micro-film to be filmed.

Alas.

Anyway, I don't want to make any more movies these months.

Go out and have a heartbeat.

But thinking of Tan Yuyan, Xin Yi immediately coaxed down again.

How can you go out to play without a girlfriend, Tan Yuyan definitely doesn't have time to go to graduate school, alas, sad.

Otherwise?

But when I glanced at it, I saw something in the Weibo input box.

Alas, it's still work that matters.

When he is as awesome as Charlotte, he will learn from each other and return to Yamada.

Of course, that movie will never be made by itself, what if everyone thinks that they have crossed over.

Although this possibility is slim, Xin Yi still does not want to be dissected.

"It's you, send it!"

Xin Yi typed down the keyboard and stretched comfortably.

"Which movie are you watching today?"

Xin Yi skillfully opened the wonderful fruit, which is a certain strange art similar to his world, Xin Yi also deliberately rushed a member and only watched VIP movies, according to himself, this is more VIP.

Xin Yi went to watch a movie, but this Weibo he posted once again ignited the entire Weibo.

"It's done, it's done. ”

Immediately sharp-eyed netizens saw it.

"Xin Yi is writing poetry again. ”

Xue Jianing also received Xin Yi's Weibo.

"The wanderer groaned

Mother's hand line,

Wanderer's top.

Dense seams on the verge of travel,

I'm afraid I'll be delayed.

Whoever says an inch is careless,

Reported three Chunhui. ”

Others may be attracted by the last sentence when they see this poem, who can say that the weak heart of the little grass can repay the Chunhui Puze?

But Xue Jianing has different thoughts about the first two sentences.

Maybe it's because of my own experience.

Her mother was exactly one such woman who would knit sweaters for herself, and whenever they were going to school, she would load sweaters in their boxes.

I may not have felt it before, but after watching this micro-film shot by Xin Yi, plus this poem.

Xue Jianing felt as if the feeling was pouring out all of a sudden.

I couldn't help but dial my mother's phone.

"Hey, Ning Ning?"

The mother's voice on the other end of the phone was still so urgent, Xue Jianing could imagine her mother striding to the phone to pick up the phone.

Listening to the slight panting of her mother on the other end of the phone, Xue Jianing suddenly felt a palpitation.

If my mother is also sick like that micro-movie, but she doesn't tell herself, it will affect her life a lot.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing that there was no sound on the other end of the phone, my mother suddenly became anxious.

"It's okay, Mom, I just wanted to ask how you're doing. ”

Xue Jianing's voice was a little choked.

"What the hell is going on? Who bullied you?"

Xue's mother was even more anxious, and when she heard the sound of sobbing on Xue Jianing's side, she subconsciously felt that her daughter was being bullied.

Don't?

"I'm really fine. ”

Hearing her mother's worries, Xue Jianing was moved and amused, and could only comfort her mother repeatedly.

"Are you really okay?"

The mother was obviously not convinced, and continued to ask questions repeatedly.

"It's really fine. ”

Xue Jianing said it several times, and Xue Mu believed that Xue Jianing was really fine.

"Then what were you crying about?"

Xue Muqi said.

"Actually, I just saw a micro-movie, which tells the story of a mother who has cataracts, can't see the road clearly, and goes over the mountains to cook for her daughter. ”

Xue Jianing said embarrassedly.

"That's also her great fortune, if she was here, she would have been eaten by wolves a long time ago. ”

After listening to Xue Jianing's introduction to the plot, Xue Mu made the final decision.