The King of Huayu Science Fiction

Chapter 291 Return of Aurora
The woman combed her hair hastily in front of the mirror, picked up the lady's bag, and put the bag strap on her shoulder. While changing her high-heeled shoes at the entrance, she told her son who was lying on the coffee table doing homework: "Mom has to be on duty today." Night shift, be good at home, don't go out, do you hear me?"

The little boy who looked about ten years old showed some reluctance on his face: "I'm a little scared..."

The woman's tone could not help showing a hint of distress: "How old are you, ten years old, you are a little man, man is still afraid of ghosts? Besides, this is not the first time my mother is on night shift, is it right? Did Xiaohu tell ghost stories? I think you just don’t have a long memory... Tonight, mother allows you to sleep in the living room with the lights on and the TV on, but you must finish your homework first. Do you hear me? If the teacher tells me about your homework tomorrow Watch out for your ass if you're not done!"

The comfort and exhortation seemed to calm down the son's fear, and the woman's expression became softer again: "By the way, if someone knocks on the door, don't open the door to strangers casually. Do you hear me? If you have anything to do, shout loudly. It's the uncle and aunt you know. If you really feel too scared, go to Aunt Su's house across the door, and you can say "Aunt Su, my mother is on night shift, I'm afraid", but don't keep making trouble with Xiaohu, don't break it His toys, don't let him tell you ghost stories anymore, remember?"

The boy nodded obediently: "Got it!"

The woman bent down and pointed to her cheek: "Kiss one."

M-ah!

The woman patted her son on the head: "Do your homework obediently! I locked the door behind me. The key is on the water dispenser table. Use the key to open it when you go out!" Turning around, she closed the door and locked it.

The woman went down the stairs, walked out of the building door, came to the narrow street, untied the chain of the bicycle tied to the tree, and looked up at the night sky while riding the bicycle on the narrow road between two six-story residential buildings superior.

The aurora, which is as gorgeous as a ribbon in the night sky, adorns the quiet Milky Way.

For the first time since the beginning of the film, the audience in the theater made a commotion.

"Is it really Aurora?"

"Isn't this the aurora in "Signal"?"

"Good guy, "Signal" universe?"

Yu Xiaoling turned her head and leaned closer to her boyfriend: "Is the little boy the protagonist?"

Lu Xiao replied uncertainly: "It should be, I remember that there is indeed a shot of a little boy in the trailer."

The woman was riding a bicycle, looking up from time to time to admire the beautiful aurora. The streets and streetscapes she passed had some nostalgic features of the past, and she didn't look like the current Huaguo city at first glance.

"It seems that this should be the timeline of the past..." Lu Xiao reconfirmed in his heart. As a veteran movie fan who has watched the movie version and the TV series version of "Signal" countless times, he is facing the "Mirage" under the signboard of "Signal". I am still very familiar with sci-fi routines. Since the name of the movie contains the word signal, it must be that the past and the present have been connected through some kind of "communication tool".

In fact, just judging from the layout of the woman's room, the style of the TV and the bicycle in the living room, it can be directly judged that this is definitely not the current Huaguo.

The camera returns to the narrow street from which the woman rides away.

A half-covered figure appeared in the camera, hidden under the roadside trees and under the dim street lights. It was a woman in her 30s, looking up at the residential building with a blank expression, as if she was watching to one of the windows.

"Hey, there must be something wrong with this woman!" Lu Xiao's "suspense nerve" was lifted again. His expectation of watching "Mirage" itself was a sci-fi suspense. With the experience of watching TV series and movie version of "Signal", he concentrated on He was catching clues, because he knew that DreamWorks was very good at burying long lines and then suddenly detonating at the right time.

Back at the boy's home, the cuteness and reluctance on the little boy's face disappeared in an instant after his mother left. He jumped up and down on the sofa excitedly, and then spread it out on the coffee table and wrote less than half of his homework. The dustproof cloth covering the TV was lifted, and the switch was pressed.

Then I picked up the remote control, tuned to the channel that was broadcasting animation, dragged a small bench, sat in front of the coffee table and watched TV with great interest.

This change caused uncontrollable laughter in the auditorium. It seems that the "two faces" shown by the little boy can still resonate with the audience.

Lu Xiao and his girlfriend Yu Xiaoling leaned their heads against each other, and laughed at the same time: "I was like this when I was a child. Every time my parents had something to go out at night, I would show an unhappy and reluctant mood. I was so happy that I turned on the TV as soon as my parents left."

Yu Xiaoling also kept nodding: "I'm the same as you, but I also need to write down the original position of the remote control for easy restoration..."

While the boy was watching the animation with relish, suddenly the TV lost its signal and was covered by snowflakes.

At the same time, the camera suddenly switched to another scene, and the perspective kept shaking, but it seemed that two people were entangled and fighting, and the background music gradually became dangerous and tense.

But this scene only lasted a second, and it returned to the little boy.

But this montage of flashing pictures still made the audience's nerves tense up again after they had relaxed in the laughter just now.

The little boy slapped the humming TV covered in snow a few times dissatisfied, but there was still no signal.

This disappointed Lu Xiao's vague expectations, because he was almost sure that the TV must be a prop set in science fiction, just like a walkie-talkie.

The shaking picture of scrambling and entanglement flashed again, with male and female voices yelling and cursing.

But there was still only one second, and the audience still couldn't see the faces of the people in the picture clearly, and they didn't know what happened in the shaking picture. Could it be domestic violence?Could it be physical assault?

In short, this kind of imaginary thing coupled with the increasingly dangerous soundtrack made Lu Xiao and his girlfriend hold their breath.

The little boy walked to the window, drew the curtains, opened the window, and stretched his hands as far as possible, as if trying to reach an antenna composed of several long metal rods installed on the upper edge of the window.

"TV receiving antenna!" When Lu Xiao was young, he installed similar antennas in his home. There were pot-shaped ones and some antenna-shaped ones, which could receive cable TV signals. He quietly talked to his girlfriend who didn't know what it was.

The boy seemed to want to shake the antenna in anticipation of the TV returning to normal.

The picture of entangled and torn figures appeared again, but it stopped abruptly soon, the picture stopped shaking, and the background music also stopped abruptly.

A middle-aged man with a beard and a distressed expression appeared in the camera. He held a knife stained with bright red blood in his trembling hand, gasped and looked down at the ground blankly.

The camera didn't show anything on the ground, only the upper body of the man.

The man seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and opened the curtain with a gap of a few inches, and looked outside.

It happened to meet the eyes of the annoyed boy lying on the window!

The unshaven man was still panting, his disheveled hair drooped on his forehead wet with sweat, there was still a trace of fierceness in his eyes, and a knife in his hand was glowing bright red.

These are clearly presented in the boy's sight.

Here, Tian Xinye gave full play to his artistic talent and his lens language.

There are two family buildings separated by a narrow path, the dim street lights can't illuminate the road clearly, and the curtains of each household are only yellow and white lights leaking through the curtains.

Only two households did not draw the curtains.

One half-drawn curtain faced the other half-closed window with all the curtains drawn.

A man and a little boy make eye contact.

With the slightly yellowish filter of the past background, it looks like an oil painting.

But the vast majority of the audience didn't care to appreciate the director's beautiful lens language, but exclaimed one after another.

"Fuck!"

"I go!"

"Fuck! Don't!"

Similar modal particles kept ringing.

Yu Xiaoling tightly grasped her boyfriend's arm. This kind of plot opened the curtain to find the "crime scene" opposite through the glass, and directly met the murderer's eyes, which made her adrenaline soar. For Yu Xiaoling who is easy to immerse in the plot Speaking of it, at this moment, the heart felt as if it was being grasped and clenched by a hand, and he was so nervous that he couldn't speak.

At this time, Lu Xiao couldn't care about his girlfriend grabbing his arm more and more forcefully, and he was also substituted by the sudden high-energy plot.

The boy also reacted quickly, squatting down with a swish, panting nervously with his back against the wall, although he couldn't imagine what happened in the opposite window, but the intuitive warning of danger made him realize that the situation was not right. wonderful.

The boy who was leaning against the wall and panting for breath did not know how long it took, he slowly raised his body, and poked his head out from the window sill.

The little boy's movements seem to be connected to the hearts of the audience in front of the screen, making it impossible for the breath-holding audience to let go of their breath.

The curtain of the window opposite to the little boy's eyes has been drawn, and even the lights have been turned off.

This seemed to make the boy heave a sigh of relief, but after being stunned for a while, he quickly closed the window and drew the curtains, went to the TV and turned off the TV that was no longer snowflakes but the picture was pitch black, and ran again Go to the door and turn off all the lights in the living room.

"clever!"

"Good job!"

"So decisive."

The little boy's reaction made the audience feel good. Although the boy's previous recklessness caused some people to complain a little, but this reaction shows that the boy is not the kind of hard-headed person who does not have any danger, vigilance and vigilance, which is common in film and television dramas. People who eat "bento".

Lu Xiao couldn't help but praise in his heart, even though he was a child, he didn't look like a "court-seeking" character in some suspenseful thrillers that makes people anxious to step forward and remind him in his ear. For a vigilant character in a thriller, especially a child, the audience tends to invest more love and affection.

Thinking about it differently, if he was in the situation of a little boy, he would do the same thing. If the boy was so frightened that he rushed out of the door, as an audience member, he might vomit blood. It is definitely not good to go out and run right now. Idea, unfortunately it looks like there are no phones and cell phones.

The little boy stood quietly in the darkness, not daring to make a sound or even take a breath. After two or three seconds, when the audience and the little boy began to relax their vigilance, the knock on the door suddenly sounded !
"Hiss—" There was a gasping voice.

Yu Xiaoling grabbed her boyfriend's arm even harder.

The knock on the door was not loud or urgent, but seemed... very polite.

But it made Lu Xiao feel even more chill in his heart.

After a moment of nervousness, the little boy seemed to want to shout "Who is it?", but soon realized that something was wrong and closed his mouth.

"Smart! It's rare for such a normal child to appear in a film and television drama. It can't be easy..." Lu Xiao praised again in his heart.

The boy picked up the small bench, walked silently into the door step by step, gently put down the stool, then stood on the stool lightly, and looked towards the cat's eyes.

There was a faint yellow light from the cat's eye, it should be the knock on the door that made the voice-activated light turn on.

The hallway was completely visible under the yellow light, and no one could be seen.

But the tense nerves of the audience did not let go.

Suddenly a shadow flashed by, and an eye appeared opposite the cat's eye!Pupils fill the screen!
(End of this chapter)