Chapter 503 of the main text, Ugly Slave, before the snow in the capital

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The national public welfare topic, the box office that is indispensable to no one is really up, and it is unstoppable.

Since the first day, the box office has basically not dropped.

won more than 30 million box office in the first week, and the cost can already be recovered.

This is a literary film, not a commercial blockbuster.

The industry lamented that many directors make literary films, not for the box office at all, but for winning awards.

Some literary films cannot be released in China, and are only taken abroad to participate in film festivals.

It's called gilding, and it's a rich seniority.

No one is no exception, Su Yu is running for the award.

Ups and downs in the world, how can it be transcendent.

Once you are detached, go to the mountains and forests in seclusion, the world will not tolerate you.

None of them were released at the end of the second week, and the box office had soared to nearly 200 million.

Paralyzed, many directors want to cry without tears, and the stack of stacks that can't recover the cost of making literary films is several times more than the probability of commercial blockbusters.

The cost of hundreds of thousands of systems, millions of publicity expenses, and half a month to paint, you will get nearly 200 million box office, there is no reason, when will Daqin have such a literary film?

Some directors or people who don't like literary films also go to the theater to watch them.

This look, no longer speak.

The content and quality of the film, impeccable.

Especially from the director's point of view, is the director of this movie making a literary film for the first time?

is simply a master director, and the great director can no longer be described.

Only from the convenience of acting, can there be picky.

But that's the most real side, how can the reality of life be the same as on the screen?

Celebrities have to put on makeup before they get on camera.

Many celebrities don't wear makeup, and fans can't recognize them.

Those old guys in the Writers' Association, this time I am really relieved that Su Yu did not get into the eyes of money.

None of them was an answer sheet he handed over, and the old guys were very satisfied.

However, it was also in this year that an old fellow of the Writers' Association came to an end in his life and could not go on any longer.

"Xiao Song. When Zhao Lao was dying, Principal Song brought Su Yu to see him.

Su Yu and Zhao Lao have never met in their lives, and they have not even spoken.

But Su Yu has always heard Principal Song talk about this old man.

Zhao Lao was one of the people who initially agreed to Su Yu's entry into the National Writers' Association.

"Xiao Xiaoxiao?" Seeing the handsome young man beside Principal Song, Zhao Lao's eyes lit up.

He has been paying attention to Su Yu, and naturally he has seen Su Yu's photos or TV shows or something, and he can recognize Su Yu.

"Old Zhao. Su Yu took off his baseball cap with awe.

Respect this old man, fear the laws of nature.

Every life that has reached the limit is worthy of awe.

There are two major regrets in Zhao Lao's life, one of which is to meet Su Yu.

Su Yu joined the Writers' Association, but he never met the old people of the Writers' Association except for Principal Song.

Therefore, Principal Song brought Su Yu this time.

No matter how busy Su Yu is, he can't refuse a life.

For him, this is the whole of a life, the fulfillment of a life.

There is not much time left in this life.

"Good, good. Zhao Lao's cloudy eyes revealed a bright light, and he was energetic, and he spoke neatly.

"Old Zhao, I know you usually like good articles, I'll send you one. Su Yu said, with a relaxed expression, he tried not to let the atmosphere be sad and heavy.

Old Zhao was not sad, with a smile, how could Su Yu not try to follow his old man.

"Okay, help me up. Zhao Lao asked his children and grandchildren to help him up, and he had to lean on the head of the bed.

Su Yu hurriedly stepped forward and helped Zhao Lao up together.

"The first time I studied ink calligraphy and painting, I sent Zhao Lao a poem. After Su Yu helped Zhao Lao up, he went to the desk in the room.

There is pen and ink in the room, in fact, it is not so ancient, the brush and ink are ready-made, very modern, and there is no need to grind the ink, but Su Yu said it a little literary.

Principal Song was a little surprised, she didn't know that Su Yu could write calligraphy.

The old man cultivates himself and likes to practice calligraphy, and there is not much else in Zhao Lao's room, just a lot of calligraphy and painting.

Some are his own, some are someone else's.

Su Yu unfolded the white paper, this kind of paper is very precious, it was found by Zhao Lao's children and grandchildren.

Usually, this kind of paper is not used for writing.

Usually, Zhao Laolian's calligraphy is the kind of ordinary blank paper, which does not cost anything.

Reading the name of Nujiao, Zhao Lao's descendants don't say that it is almost the same.

After all, it is a scholarly family, and they all like to dance and write more or less.

There are few people who don't know how to read slaves.

Maybe they don't know who Su Yu is, but they definitely know Nian Nujiao.

That is a genius who blocks the eternals, almost anywhere, where is the eternity, future generations want to transcend, I don't know how many thousands of years, or even to what point of social development, will there be transcendent poetry and articles, it is not yet known.

Nian Nujiao inscription, Zhao Lao's descendants value it very much.

Su Yu didn't care whether this paper was expensive or not, in fact, he didn't know it, and he didn't know how different this paper was from ordinary white paper.

He only felt that the paper was not ordinary, and he couldn't see anything else.

Several people gathered around the desk, and Su Yu picked up the pen.

"Before the Snow Flying in the Capital of the Ugly Slave"

Eight large characters appeared on the paper.

"Ugly slave" is a brand name, everyone is a literati, you can know it at a glance.

"Before the snow in the capital" is the name of the word, which indicates the current location and season.

"The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. ”

The next word of Su Yu's pen jumped on the paper.

"Fall in love with the floor, and worry about the new words. ”

Seeing this, Principal Song's heart was shocked, and she felt the deepest.

"Now I know all the sorrows, and I want to talk about it. ”

"I want to say that I will not rest, but I will say that the weather is cool and autumn. ”

The pen fell, and Su Yu closed his body.

It's the late autumn season.

The descendants of Zhao Lao on the side hurriedly took a small fan, fanning word by word, they wanted the words to dry quickly, so that Zhao Lao could see it.

This poem expresses the hearts of countless literati, and even everyone has had such an experience when they were young.

The poem written by Su Yu was originally called the middle wall of the Ugly Nuer Shubo Mountain Road, but Boshan is the name of a mountain in a place, and it is a place where Xin Qiji resigned and retired to Shangrao, and often passed by.

Principal Song's eyes are complicated, different people, reading a poem, will produce different feelings.

She seemed to see the anguish in Su Yu's heart again.

Some time ago, literary films and movies generated a lot of bad topics for him, because his current identity and status are different from before, and the audience is more demanding of him.

This poem is about himself and everyone,

"I'll see. Zhao Lao couldn't wait, struggling to see.

Later, when the people saw that the handwriting was almost dry, several people hurriedly lifted the calligraphy and painting, walked to Zhao Lao's bed, and erected it for him to see the old man.

"Ugly slave before the snow flies in the capital

The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor, and worry about the new words.

Now I know the taste of sorrow, and I want to talk about it. I want to say that I will not rest, but I say that the weather is cool and autumn. ”

Zhao Lao looked at it, his eyes moistened. To be continued