look at that big guy

Chapter 167
(Who guessed at the end of the last chapter has another chapter, yes, you guessed it right!)

At the gate of the Normal University, Li Xinping welcomed Song Dongshan and Song Xiaopang of the Normal University after getting off the plane.

"Brother Song! This way!"

Before Song Xiaopang had time to feel the cloud of beauties at the gate of Normal University, the sharp-eyed Li Xinping raised his hand to greet him.

Song Xiaopang rushed over, Li Xinping smiled, "Brother Song, you don't want to rest, do you want to check in at your hotel first, or leave your bag in my room?"

As soon as Song Xiaopang heard that the screening had started at the Normal University, he immediately bought a plane ticket and flew directly to the capital to find Li Xinping.Li Xinping, as a student judge for the initial evaluation, was in the dormitory arranged by the Normal University, but he could not take anyone to stay overnight.But Song Xiaopang saw Li Xinping like this, and suddenly found that his attitude towards him seemed to be a little different.

Usually when Li Xinping was in contact with him, he would always feel sleepy and lethargic, so he always couldn't get used to it, and always wanted to give him some stimulation and refresh himself in the name of "Take him to fly!".In the end, no matter whether it was going to a bar or playing a script with a beautiful woman, these stimulation methods did not refresh Li Xinping's sleepy eyes.

But right now Li Xinping greeted him enthusiastically, his eyes were piercing, not at all his usual appearance.

Song Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, it turned out that they didn't play together before!
"When does the next match start?" Song Xiaopang sized up the Normal University and got straight to the point.

"No hurry, it's noon, let's eat first, Brother Chen's work is at 02:30 in the afternoon. The screening hall is closed at noon, and the doors will open at that time!"

"OK!"

Li Xinping led Song Xiaopang to have dinner at the Normal University. Li Xinping checked the time, then got up and said, "Let's go!"

With food still in his mouth, Song Xiaopang raised his head and looked at his watch, "Well, isn't it only 01:30, the door doesn't open until 02:30..."

But Song Xiaopang didn't intend to ask about the result. Li Xinping had already stepped on the ground at the Normal University. I believe professionals. This is a golden rule that Song Xiaopang got from his father.

So Li Xinping hastily settled the bill, and the two of them headed towards the film festival screening hall around [-]:[-].

There are also many people walking in the same direction along the way. On the boulevards of the Normal University, some people are raising their wrists to check the time, and some are calling friends to arrange a meeting place.Most of them are already in groups, clusters of three or five, and the clusters are moving towards the film screening point.

When the two arrived at the lecture hall of the Normal University for the screening, Song Xiaopang opened his mouth into an O shape, and the square in front of the Nima Art Center had already gathered a lot of people, and there was still nearly an hour before the door opened. !He finally understood why Li Xinping wanted him to leave quickly!
"This is..." Song Xiaopang looked at the heads of people pouring into the square.

Li Xinping pointed to the poster at the entrance of the lecture hall, and said, "This is the exhibition hall of Brother Chen's works!"

When the time reached 02:30, the showroom opened. After scanning the QR code in front of the team, Song Xiaopang leaned forward and pressed himself forward like a tank, followed by Li Xinping.Before the seats that were occupied, the two rushed to the row of trench seats and grabbed two seats that were not too far away.

Panting, Song Xiaopang sat down and pulled Li Xinping, who stumbled because of the narrow aisle, so that he didn't fall.

call!The two of them immediately had a sense of security to survive after landing on the beach and hiding in a bunker against horses against the enemy's bullets.

Only then did Song Xiaopang have time to loosen his backpack, his back was covered with sweat, and he looked around in all directions, "There are so many people every game!?"

Li Xinping smiled wryly, "Not yet yesterday, but after working all night, the first scene this morning was overcrowded. It is said that the aisles on both sides were full of people, so I asked you to come over early for dinner!"

Looking at the heads still pouring in at the door, Song Xiaopang realized that if he was half a step slower before, they would have no chance of winning in front of these battle-tested opponents. Song Xiaopang's lips pursed A few times, "Brother Chen, beep..."

Sitting in the seat, Song Xiaopang took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the front. The depth was full of people, and he went to the door behind him, the left aisle, and the right aisle, and took five pictures. I just went to the entrance of the Normal University and took photos of the main entrance of the Normal University, as well as the posters taken outside the lecture hall and the photos of the waiting crowd. I sent this series of photos to Chen Yiwen first, and then selected Nine, send to Moments.

The text accompanying the picture reads: "I'm at Normal University, Beijing College Student Film Festival, watch my brother's work show! Temporarily buy tickets at a high price, and fly to the scene to help out, toss? No toss! Seeing the popularity of the scene in front of you, it's worth it !"

Didn't I fly here on a special trip just to take such a pretense photo here?

For the rare first time, Li Xinping looked at Song Xiaopang's framed and Versailles words and pictures on Moments, and did not feel any discomfort or rejection, on the contrary, he was a little moved.He reached out to give him a thumbs up, followed suit, and then posted a message in his circle of friends.

Song Xiaopang had to wait for a few minutes before the opening of the show. After a few minutes passed, Song Xiaopang turned on his phone and looked at the backstage of Moments.

There are more than 400 contacts on the Weichat account, and after a while, they clicked a screen of likes.

After a rough count, there are more than 50 people!

There are countless messages.

Someone asked, "Brother Song is in the capital? Is this the scene of the college student film festival in the capital every year?" This is an ordinary friend.

"Fatty Song, are you pretending to be a tiger? Zhanying is doing your shit, pretending to be a comparison!" This is the best friend in the circle.

"Is that Brother Chen from last time? Take my knee..." This is when I met Chen Yiwen with Song Xiaopang during the summer vacation, and I just saw the content of the poster from the photo.

"Whose screening is it, hehe, Brother Song, let me introduce you? Let's play together next time..." Well, this is an English teacher from a certain venue.

"Xiao Song is in Beijing? Pay attention to safety!" This is a relative and elder in the family, "Aren't you going to take a look at your uncle?"

As for my father, who always disliked me, and my mother, who drank tea and played mahjong all day long, they both gave a thumbs up.

Someone else said, "There is a beautiful woman behind you in the second picture!"

Song Xiaopang glanced back, they were really two beauties.The other party glanced at him.

Song Xiaopang turned his phone to silent, and didn't intend to reply to those messages.He felt as if he was also popular in the circle of friends.

Be cold.

……

Lin Yuan was at school again and heard that singing.

It was sunset time, and on the lawn of Jingdian, there was a group of young artists playing.Warm guitar melody, infectious lyrics.

He knows what song it is.

Since this morning, this song has been played in Jingdian School.

Many of Jingdian are art students, and some of them have been cultivated from high-quality resources since childhood. They are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, lyrics and music, and there are many people who understand it.This is a ballad from the works screened at the college student film festival. After watching it, some people picked up the song by listening to the music and reading it. They started to learn to sing it in school. At first, they played it clumsily in the cafeteria. The song was played in the dormitory building, and the recovery song was released on the forum as quickly as possible. Someone also took a mobile phone to record the scene in the micro movie, and posted it on the forums of these schools in the capital. That's how it spread.

That's the song from that work, "Old Boy."

It is very similar to the youth singing in the sunset on the lawn now.

Lin Yuan lowered his head, turned on his mobile phone, and saw on the homepage of the organizing committee, the work called "Old Boy", from the video art team of Qingshan Business School, was on the list, among the major categories of drama films, Jump up the rankings!

Yesterday it had 406 moviegoers.

Early this morning, there were 246 people in the first session.The number of people in the second game was 288, the number of people in the third game was 320, and the number of people in the fourth game was 256...

At first glance it looked like Game [-] was finally back down.

But Lin Yuan knew very well that since the first show, he had already reached the maximum capacity of a screening hall.The second scene is probably a crowded scene, and the third scene is estimated that the people standing in the aisle inside have only a place to stand.

As for why the number of people dropped in the fourth round, it is very simple. It is estimated that the organizing committee was worried about an accident and drove people back to strictly control the number of people!

This is the exact opposite of the number of visitors to almost all films today, which is not as good as when the popularity was the highest on the first day!
So now this work has gone from outside the big group to the barriers of public judges controlled by the "Big Six", approaching the first group!

hangs at number seven.

But Lin Yuan knew very well that today's gunpowder has passed, but as soon as tomorrow comes, the seventh place may create a sensational effect, and step on the works of the first group!

Some people in the six major teams that Lin Yuan knew were also discussing this matter.

The whole is surprised and surprised.But he didn't seem to be frightened by his status being shaken.

Because when they discover that an anomalous thing suddenly may change everything by subverting traditional forces, they will all look at each other.

It's only scary to die by yourself, and you can play a symphony together when you sink in a group.

Anyway, if you want to die, you won't die alone, there are still a bunch of people behind you!
Lin Yuan didn't want to be the one who backed it up.

He wants to know what is so good about it, why that song is often played on campus, and why every guitarist has to fiddle twice to play that rhythm.Sing in that soulful tone.

He couldn't figure it out.

So he had to see for himself.

What kind of work is that.

On the third day of the final evaluation, Lin Yuan arrived at the Normal University.

Since the beginning of the film festival, he has been invited by countless people to watch the works of his brother's college together, and to watch his works together...but Lin Yuan refused.He didn't want to join in the fun, it was out of character.He likes to walk alone on the road late at night when no one is around, and he likes to avoid crowds and read books and movies by himself.Maverick is the dividing line that keeps him away from mediocrity.

He didn't want to be part of the frolicking of the crowd, and he didn't want to listen to other people's analysis of his works.Only the king is worthy of the lonely long night, worthy of going to the high seat alone.

But now he really wants to see that work...why?
Hulala lined up, Hulala was squeezed through the door.

The delicate little suit and vest are already messy, the brown oxford shoes have been trampled on by countless beheaders, and the hairstyle has been plucked by someone, and now it looks like Yasuo Nobi from a certain cartoon.

Lin Yuan finally sat down in his seat.

Take a deep breath.

Control anger and control anger.

When the lights were turned on, Lin Yuan looked around, seeing people's heads in all directions.

In a trance, Lin Yuan felt like a lonely king surrounded by enemy soldiers approaching the city, giving birth to the feeling that the situation was over.

(End of this chapter)