Emperor Xuanqing and Empress Xiao have been urging movies for a while because of Zhu Zaiyou, and Meng Yue has had a hard time getting along. The fact that the School of Engineering was able to do so quickly also depends on their strong support, asking for money for money and people for people. In this regard, Emperor Xuanqing and Empress Xiao are really parents who spoil their children.

The movie matter, as soon as I talked about it with the emperor and queen, the emperor and queen couldn't wait, and they went directly to Chunyu Lane to watch it. Today, it happened that Academician Luo and they finally completed the second phase of the task to celebrate the completion of the second phase of the task, and they all went to enjoy the plum blossoms by the riverside, although the plum blossoms by the river have not yet bloomed, there are still only scattered flower bones that have just emerged.

All the way to Chunyu Lane, there was a lock on the courtyard door, fortunately not far away, the coachman quickly went to get the key, and then opened the door. There are a few parts in the courtyard in a mess, there are piles of scrapped and unusable debris, and there are occasional stoves and grills for grilling hot meals, tables and chairs, and there are bits and pieces all over the floor, and I don't know if they are useful or not. Meng Yue cautiously avoided it, and Empress Xiao, the Empress of Emperor Xuanqing, was just as careful as her, and they all picked up a little more spacious, and there were no scattered chairs around her to sit down.

Meng Yue looked left and right, only to find that it was the students who did it yesterday, and today they were not there, she had to do it herself, except for her, no one knew how to use this set of things. Meng Yo sighed and stood up again, carefully moving his steps to turn on the generator, set up the film reel and turn on the projector, and then lowered the curtains around him to block out the light.

"It's still very troublesome, and you have to have special people to do this?"

"At the beginning, it is natural to have it, and when the machine becomes lighter and simpler in the future, it is the time to implement the use of the whole people. Now, you can get a movie theater first, and you can buy a ticket and come in to see it, just like a theater. In remote places, you can also go down to the villages and towns with projectors in a team of three or five people, and wait until after dusk to play them, which is also okay. Although Meng Yue did not catch up with the era when there were screening teams going to the countryside to show movies from time to time, her parents were both people of that era, and when it came to the open-air movies screened in the countryside, it was called a nostalgia.

"It's easier than moving a whole troupe. ”

At this moment, the opening of the Wind Order was slowly shown on the curtain, and the names of the main creators were added below, and the drummer was still left alone after the screening, so there was no drummer position here.

"It's really moving, yo, it's so interesting, but, every year, why don't you have it!"

"I'm the finale, the most out of the game. ”..

Empress Xiao nodded and smiled at Meng Yue, and when she looked back at the curtain, there was a house on the curtain, with deep flowers and trees, and the sound of flowing water, although there was no sound, it seemed to have a sound. The birds on the branches are vivid, the shadows of the flowers under the trees are swaying with the wind, there is a thin stream of water under the flowers, there are swimming fish in the water, and then the small flowing water is hurried across the bridge, and the wind of the hem of the clothes brings the flowers and trees near to shake off a dewdrop.

Many details that Meng Yue couldn't capture were portrayed one by one in Liang Liguang's lens, making people feel as if they were in it. The soothing rhythm quickly becomes faster after the dew falls, after all, it is the first kill of justice, and it is impossible to shoot like an idyllic poem all the time.

It wasn't until the first scene of the Wind Command ended and Meng Yue's one-act "back cover" appeared that Emperor Xuanqing and Empress Xiao took their eyes off the curtain: "Although it looks like there are many scenes, looking at this technique of governing the scenery and garden, it seems that except for the public office, it is all the same garden?"

"Yes. "Is the public office an abandoned government office, or borrowed through Ying Tianfu.

Empress Xiao smacked for a moment and said: "It's like a daily life scene, it's not as hard as it is on the stage, but it's more real and easier to bring people into it." Moreover, although it is silent, the picture moves, but it seems to have sound, making people feel like they are in the scene. ”

"It's a pity that it's limited to the garden, if one day it can be limited to one thing and one scene, but it can be more like daily life. What kind of movie should Ah You say should be made for foreigners, does Ah Meng have an idea in his heart?" "Emperor Xuanqing has thought about it, he must make the Ming army, and the rest, the customs and humanities, mountains and rivers geography.

Meng Yousui said to Emperor Xuanqing what he thought of when he was discussing with Wang Li yesterday: "I can only give a rough idea, what I said is not worth mentioning in front of the cabinet and the Hanlin Academy, and the princes must have better and more detailed proposals." ”

How can the military parade show enough majesty, show the demeanor of the Ming Dynasty, show the powerful force that makes the enemy frightened and gives birth to a sense of worship, how to shoot in the propaganda film, whether there are other things, these are not something that can be decided by one person with one head. One person is short, and many are long, and Meng Yue felt that the natives should be trusted in this regard.

This matter, it is true that Emperor Xuanqing will not make a plan, so he naturally has to discuss it with the cabinet and the six ministries and nine secretaries, this is a national plan, and everyone needs to collect firewood to be able to raise the flame.

Sending Emperor Xuanqing, who was eager to convene his ministers to discuss, away, Meng Yue cleaned up a little, and then locked the door again. When I came out of Chunyu Lane, I suddenly wanted to eat the stewed fire outside the Delin class: "Don't go back first, go to the Delin class." ”

Outside the Delin class, it is now a nameless but real food street, Heyi Building is also on this street, and there are several famous restaurants in Nanjing, plus the street is full of stalls and vendors, which has naturally become a food mecca in the hearts of Nanjing people. Meng Yue originally just wanted to eat a braised boiled fire, but as soon as he got out of the car, the streets were full of fragrance, so he couldn't help but eat a bowl of tender bean curd first, then eat a few fried wontons, and then gnaw on a twist flower and paced to the commonly eaten braised boiled fire stall, and he couldn't eat anything.

Hesitating whether to come to half of the time, Meng Yue saw Zhou Wenhe under the canopy on one side, even if he hadn't seen each other for a few years, Zhou Wenhe was not as high-spirited as before. Of course, this is Zhou Wenhe's most depressed period, and soon this one will be sent back to Qian County to "heal", and when he comes back from healing, he will advance to the holy hand of love poetry.

In the text, everything is almost over here, and in the story of Sanjiao, there is only an occasional mention of what poems Zhou Wenhe wrote, which attracted the whole city to chant. However, Fu Changli has to write "long and long extras", and God knows what the hell this little goblin can write.

"Miss Meng, are you eating or not?"

Meng Yue, who was pondering, let out an "oh", temporarily threw Zhou Wenhe away, and continued to think about whether to eat or not: "I have eaten all the way, and now I want to eat, but I can't eat very much, otherwise you look at it and decorate it for me, don't have too much, so as not to waste it." ”

"Half of it for you, then?"

Meng Yue silently looked down at his stomach, felt that he was about sixty percent full, and then said, "I don't think I can finish half of it." ”

Owner:

"Okay, I'll give you a spoonful, and count it as three copper coins. "This is also a drummer, for someone else, the stall owner is not to give a spoonful of boiled fire, but directly to give a spoonful to the head!

At this time, Zhou Wenhe, who was extremely depressed, sat in a corner, everything in his life had fallen into the mud in the abyss as early as last autumn, when Rongyi married Ye Shenzhang, and now he was full of sorrow and sadness. When he raised his head and saw Meng Yue in the bright spring light, worrying about whether to eat one or two spoonfuls, he was shocked to realize that he had wasted many good years.

The old man who was left behind in time by him has been swept away as a wife and a mother, but he seems to have been abandoned by time.

#孟约: Well, the love poetry has never been as correct as it is today#