Disaster Artist

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The air was burning, and the continuous surging noise above the eardrums briefly outlined the noise of the Lumi Film Palace. The thunderous applause lasted for more than three minutes to calm down, but even if the applause stopped, the excitement of the audience could still be felt. And excited, the aftertaste left by "tourists" has just begun.

Emotionally.

"...how about it, would you like to walk with me for a short distance?"

Chu Chengbai looked at Lu Qian next to him and took the initiative to invite him.

After the premiere of the film, there is about an hour break, and then there will be a post-screening press conference, this time around the film.

Lu Qian smiled at Chu Chengbai.

"Of course no problem, it's my pleasure."

Then Lu Qian took the initiative to make an inviting gesture, walked side by side with Chu Chengbai, then quickly turned his head and made a gesture in the direction of Su Ziyi and Chen Mu——

Such a sudden situation was obviously unexpected, and in order to participate in the premiere, all their mobile phones were kept with Shen Yanshu, and it was inconvenient to contact them, so in order to prevent Yu Shao from finding Lu Qian, he still needed to call a call.

Su Ziyi's head was full of question marks, and he didn't understand what Lu Qian meant, but Chen Mu understood.

Originally, Chen Mu didn't want to talk to Su Ziyi, or to be precise, Lu Qian, but seeing Su Zi turned around and looking for Yu Shao's help, he still held Su Ziyi, "It should be the big designer. If you want to talk to Lu Qian, it's a good thing, there's no need to worry."

Su Ziyi nodded ignorantly.

Chen Mu's gaze crossed the heavy crowd to look at the backs of Lu Qian and Chu Chengbai, with a thoughtful look in his eyes:

He really didn't expect that his photography would finally be presented in such a way. This was something he didn't expect. He couldn't help sighing from the bottom of his heart. It turns out that photography can still express the relationship and emotions of characters in this way, especially when the movie ends. In the final scene, the power of the image is pushed to new heights.

Chen Mu suddenly realized that maybe his fate has indeed been changed, not because of today's red carpet, but because of the day he went to buy durians.

There were surging crowds coming and going, some people greeted Lu Qian warmly, some politely asked for a photo, but more people said hello from a distance and then quickly turned away - the film festival, not coming Star chasers, the timetable for watching movies is already full, and now the most important thing is to catch up, even if the opportunity to get close to the director is not so important.

Small differences in details can still deeply feel the characteristics of the film festival.

"...I don't like easter eggs. I reiterated my position. I think the easter eggs are too deliberate and too forceful, but it highlights the director's lack of confidence in the strength of the story."

"No! No no no! Absolutely not! On the contrary, the easter egg raises the thematic core of the film by a notch, proving the director's narrative ambition. You are blinded by the storyline and completely unaware of the lens language in the easter egg... "

"If the director wants the audience to make up their own interpretations, then it is the director's failure. The story in the easter egg has been told clearly and clearly enough. This is the director showing timidity..."

The chattering, blushing debate happened not far away, and the clips sent by the wind could be captured without deliberately eavesdropping, and I deeply felt their sincere quarrel, distinct likes and dislikes, and firm stance.

When I turn my head, I can see a small group of people gathering to smoke, stealing a moment of leisure between transitions, but the topic of discussion is still the movie.

If in the city, passersby will inevitably feel hypocritical, and may cast strange eyes, only the youth of literature and art will argue endlessly about a movie; but in Weihai, the streets and alleys are full of the atmosphere of the movie, and it will not appear deliberate and harmonious at all. unexpected.

Instead, it's everywhere.

At this time, two more people walked quickly past Lu Qian and Chu Chengbai, and they were discussing the "Tourists" that had just premiered in high spirits.

"...I didn't expect Lu Qian to be able to control such a type at all."

"I especially like the way the camera moves. The lighting and composition are so beautiful, and it's a bit masterful, but the soundtrack is too deliberate and boring. It's not that it's bad, but it's too overwhelming."

"Yes, yes, that's what I think too, I really like it when I watch it, but after thinking about it calmly after watching the movie, I think it would be better if the soundtrack should be more restrained, but I can really feel the director's growth and transformation. 'Being sharper and more precise, which I personally like very much..."

Like a gust of wind, it hurried past like this. It seemed that they were preparing to rush to the field, and their attention was completely focused on each other, so that they did not notice Lu Qian who was close at hand.

A faint smile appeared in Chu Chengbai's eyes, and he joked with Lu Qian, "...Will you be lost? If you have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, you are right in front of them."

Lu Qian chuckled, "Movies are the most important thing. If I was longing for lighting, I wouldn't choose this job standing behind the camera."

Only then did Chu Chengbai remember, "Ah, you used to be an idol singer, right?"

Lu Qian exclaimed deliberately, "Mr. Chu, why not slap people in the face?"

For Chu Chengbo, those false promises in social situations are not because he does not but he disdains them. Others dare not mention Lu Qian's scars in the past, but Chu Chengbo has no such concerns at all. It came out; however, often after speaking out, the atmosphere at the scene would be stiff. Anyway, Chu Chengbai didn't care about those friends who had a good face.

However, Lu Qian's response expressed his protest, but he also faced the scar calmly, with a self-deprecating tone in his light words.

Not only did the atmosphere not stiffen, but instead a smile crept up the corner of Chu Chengbai's mouth, looked at Lu Qian carefully, and then directly raised his curiosity.

"I'm actually a little surprised that you can actually shoot works like 'tourists'."

"You know~www.novelmt.com~ I've always disliked the hypocrisy of middle-class elites, who think they are superior, then point at them with their own moral standards, claiming that they can do it and asking everyone to do it , but they ignore the fact that everyone has their own weaknesses, that no one is perfect and everyone makes mistakes."

"We need to learn to allow others to make mistakes."

Although Chu Chengbai didn't tell the specific experience, he could feel his pain between the lines. Obviously, he had experienced too much in the years at Bohan.

Lu Qian still lacked understanding of Chu Chengbai. After all, everything happened too fast today. In fact, what Lu Qian didn't know was:

Chu Chengbai came out of the slum, and it is very rare to be able to reach the current position with his talent and hard work; but even now, in the real upper class and noble class, because of his own background, it is very rare. Still regarded as a "nouveau riche", the sadness and hardship in it are invisible to outsiders.

However, Lu Qian can still feel the deep meaning of Chu Chengbai's words, obviously they are all people with stories.