The piano that Chen Guilin made of cardboard for Xiao Yuan is quite good.

It's just a bit of a mouthful, but now I'm practicing some introductory songs, and I can keep up with my mouth.

If you learn Liszt's "Bell" in the future, you can simply switch to ventriloquism in the future.

So he plans to make a new piano.

With the sound of the train whistling, he fried some fish and gave it to Wang Gong, the only technician.

Either flicker, or pull the relationship, and finally pull up a team.

Chen Guilin's group is just some stragglers.

The use of this word may be somewhat exalted to them.

The second brother-in-law is timid and afraid, Lao Liu is submissive, the fat head is a gangster who breaks his hand when he plays mahjong, and Kuaishou is a labor prisoner.

Brother Ji is a big boss who digs up scrap steel on the surface, but he is also a little unclean secretly.

On the surface, this team is a mixed group, but it is a true portrayal of that society.

Under the wave of layoffs, there are frustrations, downfalls, rises, and Wang Kangmei, who is keen to cuckold people.

Wan Qian liked the scene of wearing a hat very much, and she kept another one in Ji Yun's expression like eating flies.

"Boss, don't laugh."

Zhang Meng looked at Wan Qian in the camera and said helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I'll try to hold back." Wan Qian rubbed her face, trying to regain her emotions, but when she saw Ji Yun's resentful face opposite, she couldn't control her expression a little.

"No, I can't help it."

"Then that's over?" Zhang Meng shouted tentatively.

What responded to him was Ji Yun's warning look.

Wan Qian will sooner or later become a pioneer of arch dams.

"Ahem, I'm the director, I have the final say, the two actors performed quite well in this scene just now, after that, let's not shoot it."

"It's boring."

Wan Qian pursed her mouth, kissed Ji Yun, and jumped up and down to play with Xu Jiao.

"Boss, how are you?"

Ji Yun touched the position where he had been kissed, and said, "What else?" It's not really green anymore. ”

Zhang Meng laughed secretly, your appearance just now was not as relaxed as it is now.

"I didn't mean that, our movie is almost finished, you have a lot of experience, how much box office do you think our drama can get?"

Ji Yun lit a cigarette, "The question now is whether the audience is willing to come in, not whether they can stay." ”

The stone on Zhang Meng's chest fell, and Ji Yun affirmed this movie from the side.

He was also scared, Liu Qing threw so much money into it, if he didn't meet people's expectations, it would be light if he couldn't come back for the New Year.

"Then how much do you think is appropriate for the promotion of this movie?"

Ji Yun glanced at him and asked rhetorically, "How much did you spend?" ”

"Now 8 million is used, and it is estimated that 5 million will be used after the film is completed."

Ji Yun threw away the half-lit cigarette butt and stepped on his toes: "Then there are still 27 million left, all of them will be thrown in, let's play a big game this time." ”

......

According to the Snyder metronome, you can divide the passages of the movie into about 15 parts.

The scene to be filmed now is the "dark night of the soul".

The dark night of the soul is also a process of transformation, mainly to show the pain in an all-round way, the process of transformation and rebirth, the pain of the spiritual world, it is best to let the audience cry with you.

But Zhang Meng didn't like this.

Although the lines of this movie are witty, it still takes a depressed and frustrated path. He adheres to the idea of happiness but not lewdness, sadness but not sadness.

made the audience hold a sense of depression in their hearts, and it was uncomfortable to watch, but it didn't get to the point of crying.

Brother Ji was caught in the bureau, Shuxian derailed, and the team fell apart.

Xiao Yuan also defected to his ex-wife, even if this piano was really made, it would not help.

With the filming, Ji Yun's perception of the movie has become more and more profound, and the role of Chen Guilin is not only a frustrated person who stands still, but also a reflection of a generation.

The story is bitter, but there is joy in the bitterness.

As mentioned earlier, Zhang Meng is uncovering his scars and showing the blood in front of the audience without reservation.

However, as the story progresses, he is constantly using blood as paint, trying to paint patches of flowers.

According to Qiao Shan's words, this Chen Guilin is simply sad.

But the reality may be even more helpless than the movie.

In the empty factory, there is no longer the bustle of the past.

Ji Yun sat on top of the container, playing the accordion in his arms.

In his previous life, he understood a truth, hard work may not necessarily lead to results, but he always has to give himself an explanation, even if it is just a handshake.

When he worked hard for the first time and received a lot of abuse, although he was sad in his heart, he was more joyful.

But when the abuse filled the sea and became an emotional trash can, he couldn't even say three words after I recognized them.

He had a chance to do it again, but Chen Guilin didn't.

Ji Yun sat there alone, and only his back could be seen in the camera.

He tried to straighten his waist, but he felt that countless burdens were pressing down on his spine, making his every gasp become a sigh.

Wan Qian stood in front of the door, and what fell into sight was a khaki trench coat.

Just one glance, she felt a little sour in her nose.

Liang Chaowei has a pair of talking eyes, and you can read the word melancholy in them.

The same is true of Ji Yun's back, full of loneliness.

The sense of belief, the detailed portrayal, and the empty background all make the externalization of Ji Yun's emotions reach the extreme at this time.

She took a deep breath and slowly walked in front of Ji Yun.

Sitting down slowly, she feared that her rash move had alarmed the lonely poet beside her.

Smelling the familiar smell, Ji Yun put down the accordion, with a hint of relief in his voice, and said softly: "I can marry you now." ”

Wan Qian didn't move, as if she had been poked by a needle in her heart, and the tears in her eyes kept accumulating.

Raised his head slightly and looked at Ji Yun's side face.

I've been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

Zhang Meng's eyes were slightly red, and he couldn't help but be affected by the emotions of the two.

But he still grabbed his trouser leg and whispered, "Don't cry, don't cry..."

The next scene is directly the climax of the whole play, tears are like a fuse, as long as Wan Qian cries, she will arouse the audience's emotions and cry together.

But the style of the next scene is very different from this paragraph, and it is easy to make a play while crying.

Wan Qian leaned her head on Ji Yun's shoulder, like a little beast covered in bruises.

At this moment, all the controversy on Shuxian's body dissipated, and the two who warmed each other finally confessed to each other after all their thoughts were lost.

With the final sound of the piano, the camera fades away.

"Cards."

With a snap, Wan Qian's tears finally fell slowly.

In the blink of an eye, a stream was formed, wetting Ji Yun's clothes.

Ji Yun turned around, silently hugged her in his arms, stroked her hair, and comforted her silently.

"The Wind" won't win the award again, so I'll smash the award scene!