Senior Superstar

Chapter 574

Unlike Li Shixin's previous works, the story line of "Ling" is relatively long.

It tells the story that happened during the period from the late Qing Dynasty to the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, and the characters involved are also the one with the most among Li Shixin's own works.

As the opening part of the work, the first act "Burning Mianshan" has a lot of content.

When Dooshou netizens built high-rise buildings in the interactive comment area in order to start high-energy, the video is still going on;

A big fire burned down Huihui Building and the old class leader Yu Changyin together.

When the old troupe leader fell, the backbone of the theater troupe also fell.

Looking at the old squad leader whose life or death was uncertain on the ground, everyone in the squad shouted to passers-by and the doctor in the nearby drugstore for help.

But on the chaotic long street, people are busy pouring matches and kerosene from the shop onto the street, destroying everything related to the word "foreign" in the pharmacy shop, that is, "chamomile" and "digital" are written consecutively. "The medicine box was thrown into the fire.

When their own lives are threatened, no one would worry about the lives of others—let alone a group of opera singers.

"Stop busy."

Just when a group of apprentices had nowhere to turn for help, the old squad leader who was lying on the ground covered in dust quietly opened his eyes.

He grabbed a man's arm.

"master."

Seeing the old class leader wake up, all the disciples with dusty faces and tears gathered around him.

After searching with his eyes, the old class leader fixed his eyes on all the audience. His lips trembled, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly.

"Wenshan."

"master."

When the scene progresses to this part, the camera leans forward, and the whole scene is also pulled forward.

With the pulling of the perspective, the audience realized-why the entire video is so high-energy from the beginning of the video to the present.

All the pictures are presented in front of everyone as a "participant" who did not show his face at the scene.

Just when the audience was stunned by this unique shooting angle, a hand stretched out and tightly grasped the trembling hands of the old class leader.

"Wenshan, you were sent to our family-making class when you were eight years old. Has it been twenty years?"

"Twenty-one years, master."

Following the voice of a young man outside the screen, amidst the weeping surroundings, the old class leader nodded his head laboriously.

"It's been twenty-one years, Wenshan, have you memorized the rules of our family-making class?"

The owner of the voice seemed to know what the old class was mainly doing.

He shook his head vigorously, and the picture shook as he shook his head.

"Master, it won't work. Save your strength and don't say anything. I'll take you to see the doctor! Go and see the best doctor! You have to be healthy and live a long life."

"back"

"master."

The apprentice disrespected the teacher's order, which annoyed the old class leader.

He didn't know where the strength came from, but he suddenly clenched his dead branch-like hands, light suddenly burst out from his cloudy eyes, and the veins on his wrinkled forehead stretched out, as if they were flowing in the dry land after a heavy rain. Streams on the ground.

"Recite it for me! Number one, memorize it!"

Seeing the old class leader's flushed face suddenly, as if the owner of the perspective was sobbing, the screen trembled for a while.

"Disrespect teachers, disrespect patriarchs, eradicate!"

"back!"

"Prevarication on the spot, expulsion! Temporary leave, expulsion! If there is a special accident, this is not included."

"In Ban Si Ban, you will never be used. If you form a clique in the class, you will not be punished. If you miss the class temporarily, you will be punished. If you run away from the class, you will be recovered, and you will be punished severely. If you don't stay. If you don't return at night, you will be punished. Heavily punished, punished kneeling. Stealing objects, severely punished, not keeping them. Setting up a game to gamble, punished. Quarrels and fights, punished. Relying on the strong to oppress the weak, punished!"

Following the off-screen, the young voice yelled out the troupe's rules one by one, and the blue veins on the old man's face gradually disappeared along with the rosy radiance.

"If you don't show up on the stage, you will be punished severely! If you don't respect your classmates, you will be punished severely! If you don't cherish yourself, you will be punished severely!"

As the voice outside the screen recited the last rule, the old class leader showed a trace of relief.

"Wenshan, after I die"

"master!"

In a complicated call, the old class leader raised his eyelids and looked at the apprentices kneeling in front of him—mostly dolls with snot bubbles hanging from them.

"It's hard in the Liyuan, and the opera singers are despised. But at least you can still make a living in this world, right? Wenshan, you are a big brother, and I treat you like a son. The family-making class and you, the younger brothers and sisters, will be entrusted to you." You. Keep the rules, don't... don't let them have no place to eat."

After the final explanation, the old class leader's dead branch-like hand hangs down feebly.

At this point in the video, the picture ushered in a change again.

The camera gradually zooms out from close-up.

The old class leader with his eyes wide open, seems to be fading away as the camera zooms out. Until his face was blurred, the back figure of a kneeling on the ground sobbing continuously became clear.

This group is almost a show-off of mirroring, which perfectly expresses the sense of distance from the old class leader and the handover of the roles of the old and new class masters.

As the screen gradually panned, the narrative angle of the movie was completely separated from the perspective just now—the audience finally saw clearly the appearance of the owner of the perspective just now.

A man in his thirties, with a dusty and tear-stained face but still unable to hide his handsome looks, finally appeared in front of all the audience.

Amid sobbing, the man gently closed the old class leader's eyelids, wiped away his tears and staggered to his feet from the ground.

He looked at a group of tearful seniors, and picked up the skinny old man whose face could no longer be seen clearly.

"Why are you crying? The family-making class hasn't finished yet!"

A loud shout on the long street brought back the tears of a group of dolls.

"Let's go, I don't stay here, I have my own place to stay."

Under the dark sky, the man hugged his master's body, leading a group of clay-egg-like dolls, and gradually disappeared at the intersection facing the sun.

"Sit firmly in Mianshan~ never leave~~~"

At the intersection of the street where their figures disappeared, a trembling voice passed through chaos and fear, and spread far, far away.

The first act of "Ling" "Burning Mianshan" is here, and it is officially over.

But in the video interactive comment area, the audience who saw Yu Wenshan's face were like boiling oil, and they exploded!

"Who are you, handsome guy?"

"Ah! My screen is so dirty, it sucks, sucks."

"What's the matter, the phone screen gets dirtier the more you lick it? Suck it, suck it~~~"

"Damn it! Did I read it right?! This, this, this, this. Is this God Xin?"

"It's Lord Xin's son, right? Didn't you say that Lord Xin has a son? This must be Lord Xin's son, right? I really love this good looks!"

"That white-eyed wolf who doesn't support his own father? Heh, can a white-eyed wolf look so handsome?! This is God Xin!"

"Damn, I just saw the old class leader die, and I felt a little wet under my eyes. Suddenly seeing this face, I took a sip of soda and touched the keyboard! It's like Li, Xinye! Don't think you opened five hundred levels of wrinkle removal The beauty baby doesn't recognize you!"

"He looks like Li again!"

"Lord Xin is amazing! Another person plays two roles! Huh? Why did I say again? But what's the situation with this damn handsome guy?"

"Um, I was recommended from the homepage. I was a little confused when I saw the speeches of the big guys. You said that the actor who played the old class leader and the actor who played Wenshan are the same person? I'm so blind, I didn't see it at all. Wow!"

"Mengxin in front of you is still young, it's not your fault. Wait until you finish watching this old man's youth sports inspirational movie "Flying in the Wind", the ancient costume martial arts action movie "Mobei" series, the romantic comedy "Yan Baoxia" and the warm healing You'll know it after the little fresh movie "The Undertaker". This is definitely the same person!"

"A group of sand sculptures that are rare and strange. Have you forgotten that Lord Xin used to put makeup on Xiaoxiao? How difficult is it to paint Xiaoxiao as Mario and Pikachu, and to make yourself 30 years younger?"

"Sand sculptures, don't care about these useless details, watch the mirror, watch the mirror, knock on the blackboard! Remember the group of mirrors just now, it is simply the use of textbook-level movie language. The director of this video is a bit awesome. !"

"Compared to the previous serialized series, the beginning of this one is a bit dull. But... don't talk about the plot with this hunk, and don't talk about the camera with this hunk! Just for the face of Xinye, damn come out the first chapter Episode two, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Ah! I can't do it anymore. I read the part where Wenshan came out just now. Believe me, hurry up, give me more, hurry up, I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore!"

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Outside the China Film Digital Film and Television Production Center.

Hearing a whisper beside his ear, Li Shixin frowned, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Shixin, why don't you leave?"

Seeing him stop, Wu Ming blinked his eyes.

Thinking of the more than 600,000 yuan in revenue after the first scene broadcast on the three platforms, Li Shixin smiled and waved to a group of old fans.

"You guys go back to the hotel first, I'll go to the recording studio. It suddenly occurred to me that tomorrow's editing needs a soundtrack."

Seeing that Li Shixin has something to do, a group of old goblins are no longer clingy. After telling Li Shixin not to stay too busy, he walked towards the hotel under the leadership of An Xiaoxiao and Sun Luoluo.

Watching the backs of the crowd disappear at the crossing, Li Shixin finally couldn't suppress the surge in his heart. He waved his fist fiercely!

Damn!

The 600,000 applause in the first act is worth the profit. If the sixth act is over, it can't be three million conservatively?

The old man has come down this time. I guess he will be able to find his wife!

etc! ?

Why do you want to find a wife?

The thought that popped up in his mind made Li Shixin tremble with fright.

Li Shixin, Li Shixin, you can't be depraved.

You have to branch, keep branching. Find a young and beautiful young lady with white skin and long legs, and a pear tree crushing crabapple is your real goal!

Li Shixin nodded in satisfaction with the rekindled small goal of struggle.

Be human.

Sure enough, you need some bold ideals to have passion!

He hails a taxi casually, and he boards it.

"Master, where are you going?"

On the back seat, seeing the taxi driver's bright smile and shiny bald head, Li Shixin frowned and stretched out a finger.

"First, please call me brother. Second, find the best recording studio."

? ? ?

After looking at Li Shixin's face, the 29-year-old taxi driver turned around aggrievedly.