Entertainment from Charlotte's Troubles

Chapter 103
Two days later, Yuan Hua and Jing Tian entered the movie theater and arrived at the premiere of the bullfight.

The two are in the second row, second only to the starring team.

Not many media came to the scene, obviously not interested in this low-budget movie with an investment of tens of millions.

Before the movie started, the director came to speak on stage, and after some pleasantries, he introduced the movie, saying that it was a comedy, and he would definitely laugh after watching it.

Jing Tian said in a low voice, "With an investment of tens of millions of dollars, you can only make comedy movies."

Among all movie categories, the cost of comedy is generally the least, because the selling point of comedy is the word "happy", and the audience does not have so many requirements for scenes, costumes and props.

If you switch to an action movie, the gunfight movie will be different. If you don’t blow up two cars, you’ll be embarrassed to say that you’re making an action movie if you come to a few street racing fights.

Sci-fi is even more costly. When it comes to special effects, the money is calculated by frame, 24 frames per second, and two or three minutes of special effects can't be paid for without 3 million.

"Don't worry, it hasn't started yet." After saying a word, Yuan Hua turned his attention to the stage again.

After a few minutes, the movie starts.

The opening picture made the guests present frown.

Good guy, what year is it, and this kind of picture still exists.

The background of the era is World War II, and the location is in a dilapidated village. At first glance, it is either broken bricks or tiles, or dark walls and muddy land.

Where a group of people are surrounded, no introduction is needed, just by looking at the tattered clothes, you can tell that they are villagers.

After Huang Bo came out, his hair looked like weeds. He hadn't washed it for a long time. His sweat and dust had solidified into strands.

The clothes are so shiny that one can't help but suspect that they may have been passed down from the ancestors.

When the camera was aimed at the face, the audience almost felt sick, and Jing Tian turned his head away in disgust.

Huang Bo's face was pitch black, his lips were cracked, his mouth was open, his teeth were yellow and orange, don't get me wrong, it wasn't born, it was purely unbrushed, and there were leftovers on it.

The character he plays is called Niu Er, a lazy man in the village who spends a day without work and has never married a wife in his 30s. No one looks down on him.

I came here today because the Eighth Route Army was about to leave. Before leaving, I entrusted a cow given to me by a foreign friend to the village to take care of it.

The village head and the grandfather didn't want to take over this mess, so they asked the villagers to come and draw lots, and whoever got the lottery would raise the cows, and they would return them when the Eighth Route Army came back.

Not surprisingly, Niu Er won the bid!

But he doesn't want to raise it.

Living in troubled times, as long as all living things are not easy to feed, he may not stop.

It was the old grandfather who made the decision and promised him Jiu'er, the only widow with a foreign surname in the village, and he only half-heartedly agreed.

It didn't take long for the little RB to call, and the village was slaughtered. Only Niu Er, who went up the mountain to dig a hole for the cow, escaped. When he came back, the village was in ruins.

There were human heads hanging on the tree, and the ground was covered with charred corpses. Jiu'er was also among the corpses, and the bracelet on her white arm was ironic.

At this point, halfway through the movie, everyone present understood it, but they didn't laugh out loud, instead they were lifeless.

Is the film humorous, of course there is humor, many of Niuer's actions are funny.

But I just can't laugh, instead I feel depressing. Behind every character, people feel depressing. Jiu'er is dressed in a red cotton jacket, and she does things carelessly.

She dared to push away the men in line and went directly to draw lots, dared to contradict her grandfather... In that barren era, she used her actions to call out freedom.This kind of behavior is very precious, and it is destined to be very pitiful.

In front of a cow, the ugliness of human nature is fully displayed...

When the movie was coming to an end, Yuan Hua took a peek at Jing Tian, ​​leaning her elbows on the shoulder of the chair, holding half of her face, staring at the screen intently.
As if she noticed something out of the corner of her eye, she turned her head and looked over, her eyes were red, Yuan Hua smiled and handed over a tissue.

With a soft snort, Jing Tian wiped away her tears and turned into Lin Daiyu to continue watching the film sadly.

At the end of the movie, the lights came on, the director and the leading actors came to the stage and bowed to the audience, and the audience burst into applause.

"A good movie. The director deliberately weakened the war and focused on the background of the times. The protagonist is not a hero, but a relic of the times."

"Huang Bo's whole journey in Shandong dialect is difficult for him. There are still a few actors who are willing to learn the dialect, and they are all dubbed by someone in the later stage."

"It's embarrassing, the fuck is from Shandong."

"In the end, Niu Er wrote a tombstone for himself, and spelled Niu Er as Erniu. The sentence was so close that I cried."

"The classic black humor is worth learning. It expresses the human nature in the great era very well. When the country is in crisis, the bandits are still doing all kinds of evil. Niu Er gave milk to the refugees who fled, and they would kill the cow after drinking the milk..."

The clothes Jing Tian was wearing today had no pockets, so Yuan Hua took the tissues she used to wipe her tears, crumpled them up and put them in her pockets.

"How about Huang Bo's acting skills?"

Although Bullfighting is an early work in Huang Bo's acting career, his acting skills are no worse than the later ones with a box office of more than one billion and billions.

Yuan Hua even felt that this was Huang Bo's peak.

Jing Tian muttered: "It's possible, but I don't like this style of film very much. It expresses too much connotation and is too depressing."

"So you can't be a good actor, ahem, what do you think of Yan Ni's Jiu'er, if it were you, would you have played it?"

"You flatter me too much." Jing Tian was speechless: "How can I compare with her."

"Let's not say that Yan Ni's acting skills are better than mine. My skin is tender, my skin is fair and beautiful, and the audience who plays a village girl will not believe it."

"Then if you play the domineering president, the audience will believe it?"

"I……"

Well, feelings are waiting here.

Ignoring her petty emotions, Yuan Hua continued: "In playing a certain role, in addition to being suitable for appearance, life experience is also very important. You have never been to the countryside. You can't tell the difference between rice and corn. How can you play a village girl? Not to mention their voices and gestures."

"In the same way, like my beautiful boss, you haven't graduated from college, and you dare to play the role of CEO after a few days of work?"

Being stunned speechless, Jing Tian held back a sentence for a long time: "You look down on people too much, who said I can't tell the difference between corn and rice?"

Yuan Hua: "..."

"That's not the point. The point is that you have no life experience."

"Then you can't blame me for not being able to tell the difference between corn and rice."

"I said, that's not the point."

"I know I have bad eyesight. If I could tell the good or bad of a play at a glance, I would have been popular long ago, and I wouldn't be buried by you..."

"Ah!" Yuan Hua sighed, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that you can't tell the difference between corn and rice."

"Hee hee, that's about the same."

On the stage, the director held the microphone and said: "There are quite a few colleagues here today. Thank you for your kindness. Isn't Yuan Hua here? If you want to say a few words, I want to hear your opinion."

Under the stage, Yuan Hua waved his hands.

After several invitations, I couldn't hold back my enthusiasm and reluctantly got on stage.

"I don't dare to take an opinion. Director Guan is one of my favorite directors. I have seen all of your works. As an audience, let me tell you how I feel about watching movies..."

(End of this chapter)