Disaster Artist

Yan Huaishu, dumbfounded, just stared at the screen intently, fearing that even if he blinked, he might miss the excitement, but his dry eye sockets were slightly moist because he opened his eyes for a long time, and the strange and colorful scenes on the big screen were in tears Bit by bit, it's simmering.

"Someone in the vast sea of ​​people may be able to help you realize your wish; someone in the vast sea of ​​people may be able to fulfill you..."

The camera rotates and undulates, jumping back and forth above and below the water surface, just like dolphins, following the ups and downs of the figures jumping into the water, the brilliance in the sight blooms incomparably, from the clear blue From colorful to gorgeous kaleidoscope and then to clean blue, switching again and again makes emotions ups and downs like a roller coaster.

"Someone in the vast sea of ​​people may be able to lead you to the sky, as long as you are ready to be discovered."

The camera is turning, faster and faster, and the figures dancing neatly around the swimming pool finally evolve into a light and shadow that resembles a lake, completely blending with the boundless blue, and then gradually moving towards the climax of the melody Freeze in the middle, raise your head slightly, stand in the water and look up at the sky—

Fireworks, blooming.

boom! bang bang bang!

Fireworks blossomed above the night, gorgeous and magnificent, the melody and singing calmed down like this, only the sound of fireworks in full bloom surged above the eardrums, it seemed to be able to feel some unfinished nostalgia after the party ended, the smile was still on the corner of the mouth, but the heart But it began to sink slowly.

So real and so shocking, as if the tip of the tongue can really taste the madness and happiness of the party.

Refreshing and magnificent.

Just when people thought that the long shot at the beginning was exciting enough, Lu Qian once again used a set of montages with a cadenza of long shots to fully demonstrate the charm of film scheduling, composition and editing.

No special words are needed, just a set of pictures and a song are enough to perfectly show the vanity and emptiness of Vanity Fair.

Whether it's Mi Yang's loneliness like a ghost in the frozen crowd; or the gorgeous shots of the flowing clouds and flowing water presenting the madness and splendor of the party, the coherent scheduling directly triggers a bombardment in the brain.

Bombing!

Wonderful, wonderful, really too wonderful!

boom!

With the disappearance of the last firework, everything on the screen is a warning sign—

parking time.

Immediately afterwards, there was the thin figure of Mi Yang standing alone beside the empty parking space, which was in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle in front of him, and even the night became cold and alienated. This picture was clearer than any words or lines.

Yang Fei'er was pressed **** the seat, unable to move.

To be honest, Yang Fei'er is not a movie fan, she likes to watch no-nonsense movies that don't require thinking, a domineering president or a little wolf dog is the best, she never shy away from this point, she doesn't mind admitting it.

But land diving is special.

Although Yang Fei'er can't tell why, but I don't know when it started. Every time she heard that Lu Qian's work was released, she would always find time to watch it. "Raid 2", "Deadpool", whether you like it or not No, it seems that it has become a little habit of hers, which is the fundamental reason why she promised her friends to come to watch the midnight show of "City of Starfall".

However.

At this moment, Yang Fei'er was stunned and stuck on the seat, losing all thinking ability.

It doesn't need to be very smart or professional, the dazzling camera scheduling has already explained the emotions in the picture clearly, she can deeply feel Mi Yang's loneliness, and can also deeply feel the prosperity of Lanchuan. The strong contrast between the two detonated the turmoil in my mind.

The huge amount of information is simple and intuitive, like a summer rainstorm, Yang Feier can only sit on the seat in worship and accept the baptism.

Brain, blank—

She didn't even need to understand what Lan Chuan and the movie meant to be able to deeply bond with Mi Yang, and she felt a little sour for no reason.

Then, Yang Feier watched Mi Yang lower her head, and walked along the road, walking dejectedly under the night, her figure stretched out to the elders, and under the huge posters along Lanchuan Road, her figure was so thin and so Tiny, if you don't pay attention, you may be swallowed by the night.

Yang Feier stared at Mi Yang intently, not daring to blink, for fear that if she lost her mind for a moment, she might miss the excitement.

Until Mi Yang's footsteps passed a club, the piano melody from inside was gurgling and flowing under the soft moonlight. Her footsteps had already left, but she went back and forth, and carefully opened the door to enter.

Looking up, Mi Yang saw that figure, that strange yet familiar figure—

It's him.

The man who honked his horn frantically in the traffic jam on the viaduct this morning.

The camera, twirling, jumping and turning, returned to the moment when Mi Yang raised his **** on the viaduct, but after a shift, he came to the vehicle behind Mi Yang, honked the horn irritably, saw Mi Yang's middle finger, Step on the accelerator and walk away like this.

Blue Kai, a loser—

To be precise, he is a jazz pianist who once played the piano in a jazz bar and slowly saved up money just to buy a bar and own his own exclusive jazz bar.

Everything is ready, and years of hard work and persistence are finally coming to an end.

However, his partners ran away with all their venture capital ~www.readwn.com~ Seeing that his dream was about to come true, he returned to penniless again.

Every day, he would drive to the door of his favorite bar and watch affectionately. However, the bar has found a new owner and has been transformed into a nondescript vulgar family restaurant.

Lan Kai's life has fallen to the bottom, and even his sister can't stand it anymore——

Lan Kai insisted on the meaningless jazz dream like a lunatic, obsessed with everything about jazz and couldn't help himself. The arrears and bills were slowly piling up, but he just closed his ears like an ostrich, and even Not even interested in dating.

"Why do you say 'romantic' like it's dirty?"

romantic. dream. Sir.

Lan Kai still believes that even though life has bottomed out, he still believes that he can rebound.

Everything must start from scratch.

Lan Kai returned to the jazz bar where he used to work and continued to play the piano.

The manager of the restaurant repeatedly urged Lan Kai to play according to the repertoire list made by the restaurant, and he was not allowed to play the jazz repertoire he created himself.

Playing, playing, all the emotions in my heart surged up like this.

He observed and sized up, no one in the restaurant cared about his playing, everyone was immersed in their own world, no one cared about the background music; the manager of the restaurant seemed to have disappeared, and he was emboldened—

He started playing jazz of his own composition.

The melody, flowing under the slender fingertips, the irritability and anger in the depths of the eyes slowly disappeared, bit by bit immersed in the melody, those sadness and romance permeated in the notes and flew up.