Chapter 578 Be bold and set a small goal!

   Chapter Five Seventy Four

  Different from Li Shixin’s previous works, the story line of "Ling" is longer.

   tells the story from the late Qing Dynasty to the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War. The characters involved are also one of the most created works by Li Shixin.

  As the opening part of the work, the first act "Fen Mianshan" contains a lot of content.

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

  A big fire burned down the Huicui Building and the old class owner Yu Changyin.

  The old cast fell, and the backbone of the theater team fell.

  Looking at the old squad leader who was undecided on the ground, everyone in the squad called for help from passers-by and the doctor in a nearby drug store.

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

  When one's own lives are threatened, no one will worry about the life and death of others-let alone a group of singers.

   "Don't be busy."

   Just when a group of apprentices were crying for help, the old class leader, who was lying on the ground covered in dust, opened his eyes quietly.

  He grabbed a man's arm.

  "Master."

   Seeing the old class master wake up, the disciples with dust and tears on their faces gathered around him.

  After searching with his eyes, the old class leader's gaze fixedly looked at all the audience. He trembled his lips and stretched out his hand trembling.

  "Wenshan"

  "Master."

  At this part of the screen, the camera moved forward and the whole screen was also pulled forward.

  With the pull of the perspective, the audience realized-why the whole video picture is so high-powered from the beginning of the video to the present.

  All the pictures are presented in front of everyone as an unshown "person".

   Just when the audience realized for this unique shooting perspective, a hand stretched out and tightly grasped the trembling hands of the old class master.

   "Wen Shan Na beat you and was sent to our family class at the age of eight. Have you been there for twenty years?"

   "Twenty-one years, Master."

  Following the voice of a young man outside the painting, amidst the crying surroundings, the old class leader nodded laboriously.

   "Twenty-one years, Wenshan, do you remember the rules of our married class?"

  The owner of the voice seems to know what the old class mainly does.

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

  "Master, it's not enough for you to keep your strength, don't say anything. I will take you to see the doctor! To see the best doctor! You have to be well, you have to live a long life."

  "Back"

  "Master."

  The apprentice did not respect the teacher order, which annoyed the old class master.

I don’t know where the strength came from, he suddenly clenched his hands like dead branches, his cloudy eyes suddenly burst into light, and the wrinkled forehead stretched with blue veins, which seemed to be flowing dry after a heavy rain. Stream on the ground.

  "Recite me! The first one, recite!"

  Looking at the face of the old class host suddenly flushed, as if the owner of the perspective was choking, the screen jittered.

  "Disrespect the teacher, disrespect the ancestor, get rid of!"

   "Back!"

   "Push on the spot, get rid of! Temporary leave, get rid of! If there is a special accident, it is not listed here."

"When you are in a class, you will never use it. If you form a party in the class, you will not be punished. Temporary misses, you will be punished. Fleeing back from work, recovering, punishing severely, not staying at night or returning home, punishing. , Punished kneeling. Stealing objects, heavy penalties, no gambling money left in the game, punished. Fighting, punished. Relying on the strong and suppressing the weak, punishing!"

  Along with the outside of the screen, the young voice roared out the rules of the troupe one by one, and the blue veins on the old man's face, together with the rosy glow, gradually disappeared.

   "Looking on stage, heavy fines! Disrespect the same door, heavy fines! Those who do not cherish themselves, heavy fines!"

  As the voice outside the painting finished memorizing the last rule, the old class master 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 who were kneeling in front of him—mostly dolls with snot-bubbles.

"The Liyuan business is bitter, and the opera singers are contemptuous. But at least you can still eat in this world? Wenshan, you are a senior brother, I treat you as a son. The married class and you juniors and sisters will entrust you to you. Now. Keep the rules and don’t let them even have a place to eat.”

  After the final explanation, the old class master's hand like a dead branch dropped weakly.

  The video is here, and the picture has changed again.

  The camera gradually zooms out from the close-up.

  The old class host with his eyes wide open, as the lens stretches, it seems to be gradually moving away. Until his face was blurred, a back figure knelt on the ground choking constantly, became clear.

  This group is almost a dazzling spectacle, perfectly showing the sense of distance from the passing of the old squad leader and the handover of the two roles of the new and old squad leader.

  As the picture gradually shifted, the narrative perspective of the film was completely separated from the perspective just now-the audience finally saw the master of the perspective just now.

  A man in his thirties with dust and tears on his face, but still unable to conceal his handsome and handsome man, finally appeared in front of all the audience.

  With a sound of sobbing, the man gently closed the old class leader’s eyelids, wiped away his tears, and staggered up from the ground.

  He looked at a group of tearful brothers, and picked up the skinny old man who could no longer see his face.

  "Why are you crying? The family class hasn't gone away yet!"

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

   "Let's go, we don't stay here, we have our own place to stay."

  Under the dim sky, the man holding the body of the master, with a group of clay-like dolls, gradually disappeared into the street facing the sun.

  "Sit firmly in Mianshan~ Never leave~~~"

  At the end of the street where their shadows disappeared, a trembling drama, through the chaos and fear, spread far, far

  The first act of "Ling" "Fen 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, exploded!

   "Who are you, handsome guy?"

   "Ah! My screen is so dirty, sucking, sucking"

   "What's wrong, the more you lick the screen of your phone, the dirtier it gets? Sucking, sucking~~~"

  "Nima! Am I not mistaken, am I right?! Is this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this is a letter?"

  "Is it the son of Lord Xin? Didn’t it mean that Lord Xin has a son? This must be the son of Lord Xin? I really love this, this, this, this looks value!"

   "That white-eyed wolf who doesn't raise his father? Heh, can a white-eyed wolf have this look?! This is so special!"

"Damn, I just saw the old class leader die, and I felt a little wet under my eyes. Suddenly I saw this face and I hit the keyboard with a sip of soda! It's like Li, Lord Xin! Don't think you have a 500-level anti-wrinkle Baby Beauty won't recognize you!"

   "Shen Te, you look like Li again!"

   "The letter is awesome! Another person plays two roles! Huh? Why should I say it again? But what is the **** handsome appearance?"

"Uh, Mengxin recommended from the homepage. Seeing the speeches of the big guys, you are a little confused. You said that the actor who played the old cast and the actor who played Wenshan are the same? I'm so blind, I didn't see it at all. Wow!"

"The cuteness in front of you is still young, it's not your fault. When you finish watching this old man's youth sports inspirational movie "Flying in the Wind", the costume action film "Mobei" series, the romantic comedy "Yan Baoxia" and the warm healing You will know it after the small fresh movie "The Enemy". This is definitely the same person!"

  "A group of rare and weird sand sculptures. Have you ever forgotten that Xinye used to put makeup on Xiaoxiao? How difficult is it to paint Xiaoxiao as Mario and Pikachu, and draw yourself thirty years younger?"

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

"Compared to the previous series, the beginning of this part is a bit boring. But don't tell the hunk about the plot, and don't tell the hunk about the mirror! Just look at the face of Lord Xin, and hurried to the second place. Set, hurry up, Gao, hurry up!"

   "Ah! I can't do it anymore. I read the paragraph from Wenshan just now again. Believe it, hurry up, give me more, hurry up, I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore!"

  Drops!

  Received cheers value, 311,233 points!

  Outside the China Film Digital Film and Television Production Center.

  Li Shixin raised his brows and raised the corners of his mouth when he heard a soft cry next to his ear.

   "Shixin, why aren't you leaving?"

  Aside, Wu Ming blinked as he stopped.

  Thinking about the more than 600,000 earnings after the first act on the three platforms, Li Shixin smiled and waved to a group of old fans.

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

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

   Watching everyone's back disappear at the crossing, Li Shixin finally couldn't suppress the surging in his heart. He shook his fist fiercely!

  Mom!

  The first act is 600,000 in cheers value. If this is the sixth act, then it is not conservative to have 3 million?

  The old man can find his wife after this wave!

and many more! ?

  Why look for a wife?

  The thought that popped up in his mind shocked Li Shixin.

  Li Shixin, Li Shixin, you can't fall.

  You need to support the edge, keep supporting the edge. Finding a young and beautiful lady with long skin and long legs, a pear tree pressing crabapple, is your real goal!

  The re-ignited small goal of struggle made Li Shixin nodded in satisfaction.

  Be a human.

  Sure enough, it takes some bold ideals to have passion!

   stopped a taxi casually, and he got on.

   "Master, where do you go?"

  On the back seat, watching the brilliant smile of the taxi driver and the shiny bald head, Li Shixin frowned and stretched out a finger.

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

  ? ? ?

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

  (End of this chapter)