Disaster Artist

Dongdong.

Dongdong.

The soles of the feet can vaguely feel a surge of drums from the ground, not just a heat wave, nor just a noise. When the surging surge breaks through a limit, you can feel the vibration from the center of the earth, and the ground will be ground again and again. Hitting the soles of the feet, touching the veins of the world.

At this time, that's it.

There was thunderous applause.

Hoarse.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

The audience at the gate of the movie palace are feeling the splendor and madness of tonight with every pore on their bodies, and are fully immersed in the party atmosphere.

Obviously, the red carpet has entered the second half and is drawing to a close. The emotional energy seems to have been vented, but it has found the energy reserve inconceivably, and released it again overwhelmingly, bit by bit lighting up the magnificence of the night, and the peacock-blue sky rise A layer of firefly light.

Quiet yet grand.

Even people who have already entered the movie palace can feel this rolling wave.

The air vibrated slightly, and the turbulent heat wave rushed towards the face with teeth and claws.

Nie Yulun calmed down, turned slightly sideways, and carefully felt the agitation coming from the skin and eardrums, and the smile between his brows gradually spread.

Raising his head, Nie Yulun saw the smile in Chu Chengbai's eyes. The halfway conversation they had just had was left in the air and there was no way to continue, but Nie Yulun didn't care, but said with a smile on his face.

"The director is here."

Chu Chengbai pursed the corners of his mouth, with a noncommittal expression on his face.

Nie Yulun hastily added.

"Director Lu Qian is here." Chu Chengbai is also a director, and this must not be forgotten.

Chu Chengbai shook his head lightly, "It's too late."

Nie Yulun laughed out loud and spread his hands, "I just admire it. Director Lu Qian seems to have such a charm that he can easily detonate the atmosphere. That kind of aura is really different. The red carpet can trigger such a charm." For those who are loud, don’t think of anyone other than him.”

After finishing speaking, Nie Yulun became quiet again, and listened carefully for a while again, shaking his head and sighing, "I also want to experience such a carnival outside."

There was a smile in Chu Chengbai's eyes, "He's still looking for a leading actor for his next work, and the information hasn't been made public yet, so you can volunteer."

Nie Yulun's eyes lit up, his smile was restrained, and his face was full of seriousness, "Is this true?"

Chu Chengbai shrugged, "The finale of the 'Marriage Trilogy'. Just right, your age should also be right."

Nie Yulun couldn't help rubbing his fists.

By the way, the crew of "Nocturnal Animals" was also recalled, but compared with Lu Qian's haste, they didn't go far, and they haven't gone to Seka yet. It's only a two-hour flight to return to Lanxia, ​​so it seems very easy.

At this time, it's not just Chu Chengbai and Nie Yulun?

In the entire movie palace, the rustling discussions continued to tumbling, which perfectly matched the hustle and bustle outside and became an extension.

On the red carpet, it was unexpectedly discovered that Lu Qian did not enter the movie palace in a hurry, and stopped beside a group of fanatical movie fans.

what happened?

The difference from the premiere of "City of Stars Falling" three days ago is that tonight, Lu Qian spent more time with him and thanked the fans for their presence.

Greetings, handshakes, hugs, group photos... and more importantly, conversations.

From the moment he stepped on the red carpet, Lu Qian slowed down a little, and met the fans' wishes cordially and kindly. It was not just a formality or public relations, but a sincere thank you to this group of people who love movies and love movies. Ordinary viewers who are still crazy about movies.

They are an integral part of the film festival; more importantly, they are also a vital part of the film—

A movie without an audience is nothing more than the director's soliloquy after all, not only because of the box office, but also because the core meaning of art lies in communication, transmission and infection from one to another, seeking dialogue at the ideological level , Seeking resonance at the soul level, art can have weight.

Sincerely, Lu Qian hopes to slow down and start a dialogue with these lovely audiences.

Moreover, Lu Qian remembers everything—

Remember the fans who discussed "Arrival" together in the movie theater, remember the fans who disagreed with "The Woman Who Left", and remember the fans who stood in long lines to see a movie.

He remembered, remembered everything, met again after just a few days, and was very kind.

Such a small action has successfully captured the hearts of the Lanxia audience. The Lu Qian in front of him is no longer an unreachable symbol. He begins to have edges and corners and colors, he begins to have emotions and opinions, and is on an equal footing. Stand in front of them and express your love for the movie.

At this moment, they are all fans, a group of ordinary people who like movies, there is no difference.

Until Lu Qian stepped forward again and walked into the spotlight again, the sense of distance opened up sharply, but it made the sense of reality filling his chest at this moment heavier, pulling his ankles heavily, amidst the roiling heat wave Return to the ground again.

Ten or twenty years later, people may no longer remember this Blue Summer Film Festival, and it will be difficult to remember who the winner of the Golden Kite Award will be for a while, but there is no doubt that people will still remember that Lu Qian made his first film festival that year. Landing on the stage of Lan Xia—

That year, Lu Qian brought the "City of Falling Stars" to shine in Lanxia; that year~www.readwn.com~ Lu Qian wrote a love letter to the movie; They discussed the movie together; that year, the summer of blue summer left a touch of magnificence that never faded and dyed the sky peacock blue.

Footsteps, just after walking out, Lu Qian was stopped again.

Not a reporter, but the red carpet host Chang Yuan.

Chang Yuan, judging from the name, is neutral and slightly masculine, but in fact, this is a woman, and she is also a beauty. She has short hair and a black floor-length dress that outlines graceful curves. There is a little sophistication in the middle, and the wheat-colored skin is shining with a kind of sunny sexiness.

"Director Lu Qian, Director Lu Qian..."

Chang Yuan was a little embarrassed, because the heat wave of cheering on the scene was so violent that she had to raise her volume and shouted several times in a row.

Then Chang Yuan could see the slight smile in Lu Qian's eyes, and she couldn't help laughing herself, giving up her plan to continue hitting the wall in the opening speech, and directly cut to the topic.

"...Welcome back to Blue Summer again, so, how do you feel now?"

Lu Qian said seriously, "I'm a little tired, and besides, I'm hungry. I can eat a cow now."

One second, two seconds.

Chang Yuan couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing. Although it was a little unexpected, it was completely true. From Lanxia to Seka and back to Lanxia, ​​he went back and forth on both sides of the ocean in just 24 hours; , There is no time to rest and eat, a series of squalls and showers are ready, and they have already appeared on the red carpet.

Hell trip.

Chang Yuan nodded slightly, and said meaningfully, "People always say that the director is so honest and sincere, and now I finally understand what it means."