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Chapter 327 Dust to Dust, Dust to Dust 【Subscribe! 】

The next day, Song Qi and An Qin took a private jet and flew back to the capital.

Jiang Huai has been sent back home, and a mourning hall has been built in the villa.

After Song Qi and An Qin arrived, they met Jiang Hai.

He was obviously a bit haggard, but he still received all the guests with courtesy and thoughtfulness.

"Sorrow and change."

An Qin didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only comfort him weakly.

"There's nothing to be sad about. My dad and I are both mentally prepared. This funeral was designed by him."

Jiang Hai squeezed out a smile: "He said after watching your "Inception" that he agrees with Meng Qi's statement that after death, it is very likely that a person returns to a world of higher latitudes, so there is nothing to be sad about. .”

"..."

Song Qi didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only pat him on the shoulder.

"Want to see him?"

Jiang Hai led Song Qi and the two to the courtyard of the villa.

The Jianghuai family's villa covers an area of ​​five or six acres, and the mourning hall is built in the yard in front of the door.

Seeing the layout of the mourning hall, Song Qi suddenly wanted to laugh.

There are all kinds of movie props filled there, all of which are props from Jiang Huai's works before his death.

There are all kinds of spaceship models, alien leather cases, robot props, alien dog toys, etc. Even Jianghuai's coffin is designed to look like a spaceship dormant compartment.

Coming to the dormant cabin, Song Qi saw Jiang Huai.

He appears to be asleep, wearing not a shroud but the spacesuit worn by astronauts in his first sci-fi film.

"Uh…"

Song Qi couldn't help laughing, Jiang Huai really deserves to be the leader of science fiction movies, even his own funeral was designed by him to have such a science fiction style.

Jiang Hai explained from the side: "He plans to bury the ashes in ice, divide the ashes into two, sprinkle one part in the sea, and launch the other part into space."

Hearing his words, Song Qi couldn't help admiring secretly.

After all, the old man is the leader of sci-fi movies, and he paid tribute to the theory of the origin of life when he was dying.

Where did human beings come from is always the question that human beings most want to figure out.

The mainstream theory in this world is also the theory of evolution, which believes that human beings originated from marine life.

But for the source of marine life, people still tend to say that the extraterrestrial objects.

"I've heard a saying."

Song Qi looked at Jiang Huai and said seriously: "In our body, every atom comes from an exploded star. The atoms that form our left hand may come from different stars from the atoms that form our right hand. We are all stardust, so Let him ashes to ashes, dust to dust!"

Hearing this, Jiang Hai couldn't help sighing: "It's still possible for you to chat with him. I can't understand his thoughts. I always think it's better to be buried in the ground, otherwise there will be no place to remember."

"Remembrance is in your heart. As long as you remember him, he will not die completely."

Song Qi patted him on the back to express comfort: "As he said, maybe he will wake up in a higher-dimensional world and look at you in the sky!"

After finishing speaking, Song Qi turned around and came to the coffin, and bowed earnestly three times.

An Qin held a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and placed them in front of the coffin.

"Do you need any help?"

Song Qi asked Jiang Hai.

Jiang Huai called him a friend, although it was a joke, but he still regarded Jiang Huai as a good teacher and helpful friend in his heart.

"I can take care of the funeral. For other things, I will definitely talk to you if necessary."

Jiang Hai smiled and was not polite.

Song Qi heard the words and promised: "Well, if there is anything you need to help, just ask, as long as I can do my best, I will definitely help."

"it is good."

Jiang Hai suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Have you completed the procedure for the horror film festival?"

"It's over, the place has been decided, and the first session will be hosted by Tumiao City."

"so good!"

Jiang Hai said with emotion: "My dad still talked about that he wanted to hold a sci-fi film festival before he died! It's a pity that he won't see that day."

As he said that, his expression suddenly became serious: "What he failed to do, of course I, a son, have to help him do it!"

He looked at Song Qi, and said solemnly, "Song Qi, I have nothing else to ask of you, except that you can help me fulfill my father's last wish."

Song Qi heard this, thought for a while, then nodded solemnly: "Okay, no problem, I will definitely help you."

Jiang Hai's request was reasonable, but also a bit difficult.

His strength and reputation are completely incomparable with JAC, and his influence in the industry is not of the same order at all.

Everyone's perception of him is the son of Jianghuai, the tiger father and dog son.

If it was Jiang Huai who took the lead in holding the Science Fiction Film Festival during his lifetime, it would definitely be a sure thing, and no one would object to it.

But if someone else takes the lead, it's different.

Jiang Hai's strength and status are simply not enough to convince the crowd, and maybe he won't even be able to be a judge at that time.

If that was the case, Jiang Hai would definitely not be able to accept it.

It's not that he likes fame and fortune, but as the son of the only sci-fi super director in the Great Xia Kingdom, if he can't even be a judge of the sci-fi film festival, not only will he be ashamed, but Jianghuai's face will also be affected by him lost together.

Jiang Hai didn't want to see such a situation happen, so he begged Song Qi.

This matter was also difficult for Song Qi.

Although he is a well-deserved leader in the horror movie category, he has little influence in the science fiction movie circle.

The ability to speak before was entirely due to the relationship with Jianghuai.

Now that Jianghuai has passed away, he is cut off from the science fiction film circle and can't speak at all.

Everyone is willing to give Jianghuai face, but Song Qi is a horror film director, why should he preach about the science fiction film circle?

But since Jiang Hai said this, of course Song Qi would not shirk it.

As for how to operate it, he had to think carefully about it.

While talking, Lin Yunsheng also arrived.

"Coincidentally, you also came here at this point."

Lin Yunsheng was wearing a black uniform, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, greeted Song Qi and the two, and then asked Jiang Hai: "According to common sense, I should advise you not to be sad, but I think the end of life is the best life The way is over, so I feel like I should congratulate, which way do you think your father would like?"

Jiang Hai has experienced his way of communication before, and said with a wry smile, "I think he should want you to congratulate him more."

"Then it's settled."

Lin Yunsheng looked around and nodded: "This is really his style."

Without waiting for Jiang Hai's introduction, he came to Jiang Huai's coffin, looked at it carefully, and then offered the white chrysanthemum in front of the coffin.

Back in front of Song Qi and the two, he took off his sunglasses and said with emotion: "To be honest, I really envy him, dying in the director's chair, this is obviously the way I imagine myself dying.

Unfortunately, I am more likely to be hacked to death by the person I offended. "

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