Pushing open the door of the house, the melodious and quiet cello concerto is lingering faintly, the apricot yellow light flows down like a gurgling stream, the halo of light coats all the furniture in sight with a hazy buttery color, the navy blue twilight and the cold night are left behind the heels, and the noise and chaos of the whole world slowly settles down.

"Coming back?" Rooney-Mara, who was sitting cross-legged on the couch, raised her head, put the book she was reading on her lap, and raised the corners of her mouth at Lan Li.

Lan Li bowed his head slightly, his footsteps stopped next to the entrance, and the residual tiredness between his eyebrows dissolved in the warmth of the room little by little, "What are you reading?"

"'School of rumors'. Rooney set up the book in her hand and showed it to Lan Li.

Involuntarily, the smile on the corner of his mouth rose, and Lan Li's eyes flashed slightly, "This book in your hand is a gift from Matthew when I completed the suspension procedures of Cambridge University, and his initials should be found on the inside pages of the book, like an easter egg, hidden in a corner, and can only be found if you really read it carefully." The one I originally collected was now in Matthew Notting Hill's apartment. ”

There was a hint of curiosity in Rooney's eyes, "Oh, it sounds like there's a story in there." ”

"Huh. Lan Li chuckled, "It's the story in the script." When I was still at Eton, I once deliberately locked my English teacher out of the classroom, and then stood on the stage and began to perform the play, and believe me, Mr. Stanley would never like to see it through the window, and he called the headmaster in a fit of rage. ”

"Wow!" Rooney exclaimed, "I think Mr. Stanley made a bad decision. The "Gravity" crew's vampire shenanigans are still spreading far and wide in Hollywood.

Lan Li's eyebrows raised slightly, "A week later, I read this play on the radio. André and Matthew blocked the door of the radio room, and you should have seen all the teachers and school supervisors pounding on the door of the radio room at that time, and then Eton made a picture of that day. ”

"Haha. Rooney chuckled, "What should I do?" I'm starting to wonder about your middle school career now. ”

"Not so popular. When I read 'Rumor School' on the radio, the other students were not very happy with it, and they thought I was being sarcastic. Lan Li said calmly.

Rooney thought for a moment, "I can't refute it. ”

Lan Li shrugged, "They're not as stupid as I thought. ”

Rooney nodded meaningfully, "I'm starting to feel sorry for those journalists, they still don't understand who their opponents are. ”

"Who?" Lan Li raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of banter flowed from his eyes.

Rooney raised her chin and snorted softly, but did not answer, as if to say: I will not be fooled. Then he bowed his head again, opened the book, and continued to flip through it.

The smile in Lan Li's eyes stained the corners of her mouth, and she didn't say anything more, she raised her steps and walked towards the bathroom. Today is another hangweiya and emotional ups and downs, the underwear is wet and dry, dry and wet, and now the whole body feels more and more heavy, and he needs a hot bath to relax.

"The School of Disinformation", which is actually a play, not a book, is written by Richard-Sheridan, a famous British writer of social comedy and who is highly regarded by Gee-Byron.

Richard Sheridan's humble but upper-class father was a professional theatre actor and writer, who was well known in the industry, which allowed him to attend Harrow School, which rivaled Eton College, but after graduating, he did not climb the ladder and enter high society, but returned to the theatre scene with his feet on the ground, which often allowed his work to capture the keen differences between different classes.

For professionals in theater circles, Richard Sheridan was second only to William Shakespeare as an excellent playwright, of which the "School of Distortion" was his pinnacle, created in 1777.

This script mainly tells the story of the aristocratic men and women of the British upper class, because they have nothing to do, so they spread rumors every day, specifically destroying other people's reputations and families, and even set up a "rumor school", the core of the story revolves around two aristocratic brothers with different personalities.

The younger brother is a profligate prodigal, but he is kind-hearted and kind-hearted, while the elder brother is a gentleman who follows the rules on the surface and is full of benevolence and morality, but in fact he is a greedy and hypocritical villain. After several tests, the true / temperament of the two brothers is finally revealed. The whole process is full of fun and funny, and the comedic effect is really outstanding.

Through this farce, Richard Sheridan shows the vanity, greed, and hypocrisy of British high society.

It was the distant year of 1777, which meant that as early as the end of the eighteenth century, with the rise of drama and peace, the English aristocracy was constantly being provoked, and the contradictions between classes gave rise to many wonderful works, but the same situation has not been substantially improved in the twenty-first century.

With this background in mind, Lan Li's mischief at Eton College has become vivid, and the chaotic scene can still be depicted today.

Lan Li didn't stay in the bathroom for long, although he took a hot bath to relax and relax his muscles, but it only lasted less than half an hour, and then Lan Li reappeared in the hall, his body was filled with steam, and he wiped his hair that was still dripping with a bath towel.

Rooney raised her head and looked at Lan Li in front of her, barefoot and wearing a white T, as if she was quietly disarmed, the tiredness and laziness between her eyebrows slowly flowed out, and she couldn't help but think of Paul lying on the hospital bed again, she knew that Lan Li would definitely go to the hospital in a while, so she put the "rumor school" next to her and stretched out her right hand towards Lan Li, "Come here, I'll help you." ”

Lan Li stood there, a little hesitant, but his spirit was so tired that he couldn't think about the disguises anymore, so he walked barefoot, turned around, turned his back to the sofa, and sat down cross-legged in front of Rooney, with the towel hanging over his head, like an Arabic dress in the Middle East.

Rooney gently wiped the wet hair through the towel, and then used a little force on her fingertips to massage Lan Li's scalp, the technique was a little clumsy, without much skill, but the warmth of the palm passed down little by little through the towel and hair, making Lan Li slowly close her eyes.

There was no dialogue, but the warm air flow was flowing in the room, Lan Li almost entered a half-asleep state, a whole day's work, physical strength and energy were in an overdraft state, even if he had just slept in the carriage for a while, but it was still not enough to relieve the fatigue, and now after relaxing, he became more and more sleepy.

Lan Li half-closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "How is your today?"

"In the morning, I went to the hospital to visit Paul, I met Jack, we were in the hospital for almost an hour, and then I went to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities, and the supermarket did an event today, and I bought a lot of kitchen paper and bathroom paper, and then I also bought a lot of towels. ”

"And then I thought, what do you think of having pasta for dinner? I called Amy Adams, did you know she was born in Italy? I asked about the pasta sauce recipe, and she personally sent me a big bottle of the sauce that her mother made at home, and that's the taste of authentic Italy. ”

"In the afternoon, when you come back, huh...... I watched a movie, 'The Whale Circus', and a lot of the shots in it were very interesting. ”

Rooney babbled about the trivial things in daily life like this, but Lan Li felt extremely comfortable, until a topic familiar to him appeared, and he interjected in passing, "The whole movie only has thirty-nine shots, but it lasts for nearly one hundred and fifty minutes, all of which are long shots." ”

"I think the best thing about Tarr is that you don't see much of his long shots, you don't deliberately notice that they are long shots, but the whole sense of narrative flows through. This kind of lens language ability is really admirable. Rooney nodded in agreement.

Bela-Tarr, a famous Hungarian director, has always been obsessed with the exploration of medium and long shots, and has his own obsession with the language of cinema.

"But I don't really like it. Lan Li said objectively, "Of course, he is a very special director. His shots are often able to convey the shock in silence, and the riot part in the second half of 'Whale Circus', the powerful power in the silence is really admirable, it is a real movie, and the story and spirit are told through the lens. The language of his lens is self-aware, and it needs to be understood by people who have more knowledge of those philosophical reflections, those social reflections, otherwise they can only wander outside the door,"

Rooney pondered for a moment, "No, I don't think so. I think his lens language itself is shocking, and you don't need to understand or go deep to calm your mind. ”

"I agree. He is always keen to use his own lens to explore the philosophies contained in life, you can check him out again...... Well, it should be the 2011 work 'The Horse of Turin', which corresponds to the seven days that God created the world to explore destruction. But I like Theo-Angelopoulos's use of the camera more. It's not that you can't use long lenses, but long lenses should have their own philosophical reflections, or Nuri-Bilge-Ceylan can also be used as a reference. ”

Lan Li and Rooney sat quietly in front of the couch, chattering about film and directing, acting and art, each with their own opinions, occasionally finding resonance and occasionally arguing.

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