Chapter 771 770. Outsiders

  Lu Kizuna couldn't help but take a serious look.

   "Look! That's Director ■■■■■. I like his debut work the most, it's full of aura!"

   "If there is a movie that I have watched the most repeatedly, it's still ■■■■■. I didn't expect to see him at this film festival!"

   "Sure enough! Sure enough! I knew there would be ■■■■■ this time!!!"

As soon as he saw those well-known directors and actors, the photographer began to get excited, and the camera shake became more violent. Obviously, this kind of small fan who saw the idols that he had been following for a long time almost forgot that he was still shooting videos at this time. .

It's just that I don't know if it's because of his pronunciation or intonation. The names he said are very vague. Lu Bian couldn't understand who the directors and actors he was talking about, and he couldn't see the reason in the camera, otherwise he You can also check the information to confirm which film festival this is.

   "Ah, sorry sorry, I was so excited that I forgot it was still filming, but I think anyone who likes movies will be excited and excited when they see this."

   That voice sounded a little calmer, he explained, but his body continued to take pictures of the opening ceremony very honestly.

   Just when Lu Bian wondered if the next few minutes would be the opening ceremony scene, he found that the guests in suits and leather shoes on the stage seemed to be circling around one thing.

   "Hey, it's a sacrifice."

   The photographer's voice suddenly increased. This feeling is like a child watching a street performer, curious, looking forward and excited.

   The most important thing is that there is no breach of the peace.

  The tone of his speech is like fireworks that make people look at it. There is no cruel and tyrannical tone, but because of this, it gives people a really cold feeling.

   All say that children are innocent and innocent, but sometimes they torture and kill small animals without mercy.

   The photographer makes people feel like he has never seen the real world and has only received the wrong education since childhood.

  Lu Kian saw that the people surrounding them were also one person.

   This man was also wearing a suit, but he was tied to a bed by Wu Hua Da. He did not struggle, but showed a frenzied expression and was not afraid of it.

   The people around him had pious expressions, and the people next to them handed them silver knives, one for each, just like diners waiting for roasted whole lamb.

  Suddenly, as the music stopped, everyone stopped their movements, they were thoughtful, and then, everyone raised their heads at the same time and looked in the direction of the camera.

   looked outside the TV, Lu Kian who was watching the videotape.

"What are you looking at?"

   Behind him, a voice made Lu Bian immediately turn his head and found that it was James.

  The dim light of the instrument inside the car reflected on his face, blue as a dead man.

   "The contents of this tape."

  Lu Bian pointed to the TV, and only then did he realize that the TV screen went black at some point, and the player was not running for a long time. Everything just now seemed to be an overly real dream made by Lu Bian.

   "What happened to the tape?"

  James got a little closer, and the light hit his face, forming a slightly hideous shadow.

"let me confirm."

  Lu Kizuna said, he was about to turn on the TV and check the contents of the videotape.

   "Forget it, it's so late, disturbing their sleep."

  James stopped Lu Bian, he lay down beside his girlfriend Valerie, and naturally hugged the graceful limb.

   On the other side, Wes stomped out the cigarette butts and climbed into the car as well.

"What's wrong?"

   He glanced at Lu Bian, who had not yet lied down.

"no problem."

  Lu Bian shook his head and continued to lie down.

   He didn't fall asleep immediately, but only got up slowly when he heard a slight snoring over there.

   reached out to the player, Lu Bian was about to press the play button when he heard the voice.

   "Director Lu Kizuna, what are you doing?"

   Scott, who was driving, glanced in the rearview mirror and asked.

   "There's something new in the tape just now, let me confirm it."

   Lu Kizuna was blunt, and he also observed Scott's expression through the rearview mirror of the car.

   "Really? That's amazing."

   Scott responded, but he was driving and there was no further movement.

   "It's better to wait until the morning to watch it together, I also really want to see the follow-up content."

   Hearing Scott's words, Lu Bian thought for a while and nodded. He got up, sat in the co-pilot's seat, and asked again.

   "What do you know about 'sacrifice'?"

   "You mean what the old man said? I don't know, but it's not a comfortable word."

  Scott glanced at Lu Bian next to him, still concentrating on driving.

The road ahead stretches infinitely, but the vision is blocked by the fog. You can only see the road less than ten meters away. In the distance, there are no stars, no moon, and no human lights. Only the white mist is rolling, and it seems that there is something hidden in it. Something is worrying.

   "You're a Miskatok, so you should know a lot about film festivals."

   Lu Kizuna asked again.

   "The host of the festival is Miskatoke University, I didn't get a chance to go there when I was a kid, but it doesn't have a good reputation in our place."

   "The reputation is not good?"

"Yes, as you know, Miskatoke is just a small city that has gradually become closed due to the decline of agriculture. The people in the city do not like outsiders and are reluctant to leave the city, but Miskatoke University does not In the same way, in order to attract students and increase their popularity, they started the film festival, which is not a good deed in the eyes of Miskatoks."

  Scott slowed the car down a bit so he could focus on the conversation and not be constantly on the lookout for a drunk driver running the wrong way.

"Miskatoks don't like outsiders, they're all in themselves, people like me who go to Boston to study are heretics, and I don't really like the vibe there, but it's my home. , people always have to go home."

  Scott sighed.

   "You can also choose to let your parents leave and go to a big city. Boston is a very good choice."

   Lukun suggested.

"Maybe, let's go back to the film festival thing, the Miskatoks like to stay the same, but those in the university like to change, they change some traditions, I can't say whether that's a good thing or a bad thing, but anyway, Miskatok is completely different from when I was younger."

There's a subtle nostalgia in Scott's tone, as if the flagstone road that he ran barefoot as a child was finally smashed and covered with cement and asphalt, and the low, damp bungalows became beautiful blocks of Residential building, he returned here, but this is no longer home.

"But those are not important, Director Lu Bian, I just want to shoot our movie well now, maybe to you, it's just a shoddy movie made by a few college students, maybe there is no audience at all, and no applause, but no matter how much What a crappy, crappy movie, as long as it can be made successfully, it's already satisfying for me."

   He muttered to himself, only when he said this, there was a real light in Scott's eyes.

   (end of this chapter)