The Wind of China Entertainment 2005

Chapter 301

Luo Jin's appearance is not that of a handsome guy in the traditional sense. He has big nostrils, a small mouth, and the most important thing is that his lips are very blue.

Fortunately, he has good facial features and is not aggressive. He is of the delicate type. His eyes are not big, but they look like silkworms. His smile is very warm, with a hint of sadness and a touch of sadness in his warmth.

This guy deliberately wore a white shirt and a watch today. He was neatly dressed and had a strong literary style about him.

The moment Tang Yan looked at him, he felt stabbed hard by those slightly melancholy and affectionate eyes.

She pursed her lips and introduced herself in a softer voice than usual: "Hello, I am Tang Yan."

"Hello, I'm Luo Jin." Luo Jin lowered his voice and his voice was very gentle.

"I heard Shi Shi mention you. You and Lu Yuan are college roommates, and Zhu Yawen. You three are also called the Three Musketeers of Nortel."

"The Three Musketeers are just a joke."

Luo Jin laughed and continued: "I have watched "Legend of Sword and Fairy III" before, and Zixuan's performance was quite good, hundreds of times better than Xu Changqing."

While the grandson was praising the girl, he also did not forget to talk about a good friend.

Tang Yan waved his hands hastily: "That's not the case. Lu Yuan's performance is much better than mine."

Luo Jin shook his head, not caring at all, and said: "Don't look at the two TV Emperor trophies he won. I guess those judges probably don't have good eyesight. In fact, his acting skills are just like that."

Lu Yuan rolled his eyes, wishing he could give him a kick for provoking you and getting slapped all the time.

He asked in a pretentious manner: "What's the matter with you? I made an appointment with you before, didn't I say I wasn't free? Why did you come here by yourself again today?"

"Brother Bo called me this morning. It would be inappropriate to refuse again." Luo Jin glanced at him and answered fluently.

Then the guy licked his face and started talking to Tang Yan.

Lu Yuan couldn't stand him, so he turned around and took Liu Shishi's little hand and walked to the screening room: "You two hurry up and leave it to filming idol dramas. It's a grind."

The corners of Tang Yan's lips raised slightly, he glanced at Luo Jin from the corner of his eye, put his hand on the visor of his hat, and followed the two of them, leaving Luo Jin alone to touch the back of his head in amusement.

Several people stopped at the back of the theater, and Yan Ni specially reserved four seats for him.

Lu Yuan patted the back of the chair and said, "Luo Jin and I sit in the middle, one on each side of you."

After speaking, he pulled Liu Shishi to sit down. After thinking about it, he pointed to the mask on his face and explained: "Tang Yan, don't get me wrong. If you are recognized later, Luo Jin and I will sit together. The explanation is that I came to support Huang Bo as a classmate."

Tang Yan nodded and sat quietly on the other side. After a while, Luo Jin appeared holding four large buckets of popcorn.

"Here, one bucket per person, and milk tea."

"Tang Yan, this is yours."

"Thank you."

"Jin'er, you did a good job, I'm very pleased."

"go away."

In the midst of the commotion, the lights went out, the golden dragon logo flashed across the big screen, and the movie officially started.

"People, where have they gone? Grandpa, Jiu'er..."

At the beginning of the film, Huang Bo was given a big close-up, and he appeared on the screen with an ugly face.

Rough skin, teeth covered with yellow spots, dry and cracked lips, dirty and messy hair, plus a torn cotton jacket.

Huang Bo stood up from the ruins, looked at the dilapidated and silent villages around him, fell into panic, and shouted loudly in Shandong dialect.

The camera followed him everywhere, looking for the old well at the head of the village, the walls made of loess, and the millstone in the center of the village. They searched every room, but no one was found.

Finally, he staggered to a large pit, with a large pile of charred corpses underneath, and wisps of green smoke rising.

He was so frightened that his feet became weak, but he lost his balance and fell down.

Surrounded by corpses, he struggled to stand up. The moment he stood up, he caught a glimpse of a hand raised high in the air, with a silver bracelet on his arm.

The female corpse with no pants on the lower body is Yan Ni. "Ah, ah~" Huang Bo was frightened and desperate, all his emotions were shown on his dark face, and he was crying loudly.

At the beginning of the film, all the villagers were massacred, and it was a mess. No one survived, and only one person was left holding the corpse in the ruins and wailing.

In the dark cinema, the audience was agitated. It was obvious that everyone was calmed by the beginning of the film.

The director of the film is Guan Yu, and this is his transition from TV dramas to returning to the big screen. The style is somewhat similar to Jiang Wen, and the black and white tones add a bit of heaviness to the film.

As a sixth-generation director, Guan Hu's works are quite similar to those of British director Guy Ritchie.

Putting aside grand narrative scenes and artistic creation methods of mainstream ideas, through unconventional, nonsensical, funny and humorous post-modern expression techniques, vulgar stories and grassroots culture are expressed in the form of films.

In other words, they like to twist things, and like to create connotations with yin and yang, which are common problems among sixth-generation directors such as Lou Ye, Wang Xiaoshuai, Lu Chuan and Jia Zhangke.

In April this year, Lu Chuan’s "Nanjing!" Nanjing! " was released and met with overwhelming criticism.

It directly elevates the neon soldiers to the absolute protagonists, and shows step by step why the Japanese army lost their humanity from the perspective of the neon invaders.

How the Japanese army lost their humanity and turned into beasts, leading to tragedy, should have been reflected and photographed by Neon people. However, the Chinese people who were invaded were extremely moved and even reflected on it.

Just like a woman who was assaulted writes a memoir afterward, the rapist must have had a hard time.

Isn't this pure nonsense?

The thoughts were withdrawn and the movie continued on the big screen.

"Have you ever touched that Ushinoko?"

“I’ve never touched such a big one.”

"Just blow it, you haven't even touched the little ones."

The villagers gathered around the cow to watch the excitement. Jiu'er, played by Yan Ni, got into a fight with an old man and cursed at him over milk.

While Lu Yuan lamented that Huang Bo's acting skills were becoming more and more superb, he played with Liu Shishi's soft little hands and put them to his mouth to bite them from time to time.

When he heard the lines, he subconsciously turned his head. The girl looked at him curiously, blinked, and handed over the milk tea she was drinking.

"Hey, I can't drink anymore, so I'll give it to you."

"No." Lu Yuan pulled her hand away and slowly lowered his gaze from her eyes.

Although Liu Shishi didn't know what he was looking at, when he thought of the lines in the movie just now and some of this guy's recent behaviors, he felt a numbness in his chest and rolled his eyes at him angrily.

"You bastard, you can't even think about it after watching a movie."

Lu Yuan was very shameless and pretended that he didn't hear anything. He just wanted to look at his girlfriend twice.

The cinema was so dark that I couldn't actually see anything, so I simply raised the armrest of the chair and patted my thigh.

Liu Shishi wore a pair of denim shorts today, and he hummed and put up a pair of white legs.

Then he endured the itch and allowed this thing to be touched here and there.

The flesh of her legs is smooth and tender, and when you pull and release it, it bounces twice like a freshly peeled egg.

Lu Yuan knew that this place was very particular and sensitive, so with just a slight stroke of his finger, he could clearly feel that the girl's thigh muscles began to tighten.

He slowly moved his fingertips along the skin.

Liu Shishi threw his head back and fell on the chair, twisted his body unnaturally, bit his lips, and the popcorn cone in his hand made a crunching sound.

"Hoohoo."

His breathing was obviously much faster, and he didn't know how long it had passed before Lu Yuan's mischievous hand was suddenly slapped away.

"Stop playing, the movie is almost over."

(End of this chapter)