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As soon as Li Shixin's fighting news was released, the preview content of this explosive new series caught the attention of sand sculpture netizens!

In the comment area, hundreds of replies were swiped at once.

"Damn it! It's amazing, Lord Xin is going to let himself go this time! Won't you be banned?"

"How do you feel... the content of this new series is a bit rough? Xinye, this wave will not be restricted, right?"

"It looks so exciting, Xinye, hurry up, give it to me! I can't hold back this recommendation, I want it, I want it now!"

"The toilet paper is ready! Lord Xin, please start your performance! [You understand.jpg]"

"What time is it at night, Xinye? You old rascal, every update is not on time. Tell me on time, I will prepare popcorn biscuits and fat house happy water!"

Seeing the netizens taking their positions one after another, Li Shixin chuckled and turned off his phone.

"Teacher, what's wrong with your announcement?" On the side, An Xiaoxiao, who was waiting to start work, held her mobile phone, watched the movement of Li Shixin's fighting hands, and asked with a pout, "What kind of mess are these?"

Putting the phone into his pocket, he patted An Xiaoxiao's head, and Li Shixin smiled kindly: "Let's make a movie, Xiaoxiao, with your IQ, it's hard to explain to you with such a high-end operation as a teacher."

(д) "Wow! Teacher, you actually look down on me, An Xiaoxiao!"

(灬`): "Eat braised fish at night."

(`): "The teacher is really unpredictable, and he is good at convincing people with virtue. Although the teacher does not know what the disciple wants to be, he has already felt it! Admiration, admiration!"

...

Afraid of staying up all night in the funeral parlor, a group of cowards in the crew broke out with super high efficiency in the afternoon because of their cowardice.

The four scenes that were originally expected to be completed at 6 o'clock in the afternoon were announced to be over when the sun just went down the mountain.

After rejecting Zhang Shuo's request to invite him back to the Rongdian, Li Shixin returned to the B\u0026B with An Xiaoxiao and a group of old fans.

After ten o'clock in the evening, a group of old fans who were exhausted after a day of wandering went back to the house and went to sleep, and Li Shixin received a call to wish him well. It is said that the first scene of the movie has been simply edited and dubbed according to his requirements, processed into specifications suitable for short videos and sent to the mailbox.

Hearing the news, Li Shixin regained his spirits. After thanking Zhuhao and the post-production team for their hard work, I immediately downloaded the file and read it again.

To be honest, the production of the first scene clip sent by Zhu Hao is relatively rough.

But this roughness is rough compared to the finished film.

The dubbing of the soundtrack and the picture processing are a bit sloppy, but the editing rhythm and the use of lens language are full of theatrical movie level.

Whether it is lens language or visual effects, it is not at the same level as micro-videos and short video feature films on the Internet.

After confirming that there was something wrong with the video, Li Shixin immediately turned on his fighting hands.

The notice sent at noon has now almost passed ten hours. The comment area has exploded, and more than 10,000 replies have been accumulated in the comment area of ​​the latest developments.

"Hooligans! Hooligans! I asked people to wait for the ones at noon, but they didn't release them so late! What's the difference between this and the green tea that puts cockroaches!"

"Put my phone here, and I'll go to the toilet for ten minutes. If I don't see Xinye's new series of videos released after I come back, I, Peggy the Boar, will beat everyone in this comment area to death! Please pay attention, it's everyone!"

"Where's my knife? Where's my 40-meter-long knife and a bigger knife? Carry it over here, don't let anyone stop me, I'm going to chop off Lord Xin's old gun!"

After reading several highly praised replies, Li Shixin chuckled at the latest reply full of resentment.

Upload the video and click Publish.

The leeks are ready.

A new round of journey has begun!

"Come on, come on, come on, this old man is coming to us with his latest series of videos!"

"Scatter flowers!"

"Sand Sculptures, keep on watering, baby, I'll brush it first as a respect!"

In the comment area, with a burst of cheers, the constantly refreshing replies froze instantly.

After waiting all night, the sand sculpture netizens who prepared spicy soda, small potato chips, and melon seed drink eight-treasure porridge poured in almost as soon as the video was updated!

At the beginning of the video, it is a close-up shot;

The paint surface on the mahogany furniture has been mottled, the TV and air conditioner are yellowed, and the models can even be traced back to the last century. It is more like a decoration than a functional electrical appliance.

The living room of the whole old-fashioned living room house is old and dark, but it is well-kept and spotless.

As the camera moves slowly, an old man sitting on the sofa enters the audience's field of vision.

In what is clearly a nocturnal setting, he is dressed in a suit that is impeccable and out of place. His slightly pale face was full of dullness and gloom, his eyes were lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The camera was still working, but everything in the room, including the old man, seemed to freeze.

Depressed, lonely.

With just one shot, the image of the characters and the environment they are in are presented to the audience.

tuk tuk,

"Is anyone at home? Is Lin Damu at home? I'm from the community, and the comrades from Minzheng are here to look for you!"

In an environment that was so quiet that it made people feel chills all over, the knock on the door exploded like thunder, awakening Lin Damu, who was already out of his mind.

He got up in a daze, looked at the suit on his body, hesitated for a while, and went to open the door.

Outside the door, the aunt of the community and two women with work cards stood there.

"Excuse me, it's Lin Wan's father, right?"

Faced with the staff's question, Lao Lin frowned, "Is she dead?"

The two civil affairs staff were stunned for a moment, then shook their heads: "No, but they entered a drug rehabilitation center."

Talking about his daughter, the old man hesitated for a moment before saying coldly: "She has been away from home for more than ten years, and she hasn't contacted me for nearly ten years. What happened to her has nothing to do with me. I don't know the situation either."

"Old comrade, you misunderstood. We are not from the police station. We are here this time because Lin Wan was forced to undergo drug rehabilitation and her daughter had no one to take care of her. Lin Wan had explained before entering the drug rehabilitation center that she entrusted us to take her daughter Send it to you."

Under Lao Lin's surprised and complicated eyes, the two civil affairs officials moved away, and behind them, a girl with the same pale complexion appeared in the camera.

She lowered her head, her long hair covering half of her cheeks. But there was stubbornness in those dark eyes. Unlike the thin coats worn by the two civil affairs officers and the community aunt, she also wore a thick, not very clean cotton jacket.

The moment the light from the door shone on her, the girl glanced at her quickly, perhaps because she was nervous, her hands had been digging at her nails.

"Old comrade, this child's situation is quite special. She was just expelled from school because of stealing and fighting, so you have to take care of it. Don't let her cause any trouble, or she might be sent to a juvenile detention center. "

In Lin Damu's silence, the civil affairs officer explained a few words, took another document and stuffed it into Lin Damu's hands, and then left.

With the departure of the civil affairs officer and the community aunt, only the old and the young are left in the camera.

The door with the word "Fu" on it divides the picture into two.

An old man in a decent black suit stood in a room with mixed yellow lights.

A slightly scruffy little girl, standing in the dark corridor.

The lights in the room seemed to be a suspension bridge, which was built in front of the girl through the crack of the door.

"The Undertaker"

As the old and the young looked at each other with resistance and scrutiny, three white minimalist artistic characters slowly emerged in the picture.

At this point in the video, a group of netizens who were pleasantly surprised by the new images of Li Shixin and An Xiaoxiao were stunned.

What the hell is the name of this series?

Not feeling good?

besides,

"Why did the beautiful girl suddenly visit the home of the 60-year-old man and just say this?"

"The headline party, I rely on it!"

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