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Chapter 278 Knowing the Way 2 [Please subscribe]

The capital's grand auditorium.

"Director Lu, we are almost halfway through the movie. Why don't we even have a single line?"

The short film actress sitting next to Lu Chuan asked her doubts.

Lu Chuan obviously realized it.

When Sun Yi's short film was first screened, he was also shocked by the scenes in the movie, but now, as he watched it, he discovered the problem.

There are no lines.

Although movies are called moving pictures or dynamic pictures and are a form of expression of visual art, that was the definition at the beginning of the movie.

During the silent period, film was purely an art of visual imagery.But after movies had sound, they became an art that combines vision and hearing.

Vision and hearing are inseparable from each other in film and television art.

Sun Yi's film only has the ultimate pictures but no lines. In Lu Chuan's view, it is like a person missing a leg, unable to walk upright at all.

So he sneered and said to the actress with disdain:
"Humph, you're just trying to be mysterious and self-righteous."

Jiang Wen, who was in the front row, was also frowning at the moment. He was also thinking about this issue.

However, he is not as narrow-minded as Lu Chuan. He thinks that Sun Yi is arrogant and does not bother to use lines at all.

He felt that Sun Yi must have had his own intentions in doing this.

However, at the moment, the whole movie has not finished playing. Although he has some vague ideas in his mind, he is not completely sure yet. He needs to continue watching. Only after reading the rest of the story can he be sure that his thoughts are correct. Incorrect.

Jiang Wen had already subconsciously sat upright and stared at the screen intently.

He is now looking forward to Sun Yi's short film.

Sun Jin, who was sitting in the back row, also discovered this problem.

After watching the movie for a long time, there were no subtitles, let alone the lines. He asked Chairman Chen next to him.

"Brother Chen, why does this movie have no lines?"

Chen Nian gave a wry smile and replied awkwardly: "I don't know either."

"You two, stop talking and go on reading."

"Oh oh" "Oh"

On the screen, the picture turned, and Liu Yifei walked outside the city. The sky was not bright yet, and a thick fog filled the world. The picture showed behind Liu Yifei, and then gradually zoomed out.

It is a mottled city wall that stands between heaven and earth. The traces of blood and fire on the wall seem to tell the story of loneliness and perseverance.

If the color in the previous stage was extreme red, then the current color is pure black.

As the melodious sound of a cave flute sounded, a sense of desolation overflowed the screen.

Liu Yifei looked towards the dark sky, her face seemed to be praying and expecting.

The scene flashed back again to the wedding period.

Before she and her husband could get along with each other and live a beautiful life for a few days.

The beacon fire at the border was urgently reported, and the Xiongnu went south to invade the border.

A long sword with cold light flashed across the screen.

On that day, she was also dressed up like this. She dyed her lips for you, cut her red clothes for you, put on her armor for her husband, and watched helplessly as her husband was about to go on an expedition.

At that moment, she could no longer control the reluctance in her heart, and tears of pain fell from her eyes. She stretched out her bare hands helplessly to the husband in front of her, trying to keep him.

The only shot of Sun Yi in the entire film, at this moment, still shows half of his face.

Faced with his wife's request to stay, he turned back. The shadow under his helmet hid his gaze, but his tightly pursed lips told the reluctance in his heart at the moment.

However, the hesitation is only a moment. Since ancient times, there has been a dilemma between loyalty and filial piety. Without a country, how can there be a home?

Finally, he turned his head ruthlessly and walked out of the house with firm steps, leaving his wife with only the back of the bloody cloak.

When her husband passed away, my wife often woke up from her dreams. Every time she woke up, her face was filled with tears. She began to burn incense and pray day and night, as if she was about to beat up the gods and Buddhas in a pious manner.

She only hopes that her husband will return safely.

Today, a messenger came to report that the war was over and it was time to return.

Women are those who please themselves.

She was still like sending her husband off to war that day, arranging her hair at the window, applying flowers to the mirror, dotting his lips, and tailoring his red clothes. She hoped that the first thing her husband would see was her most beautiful appearance.

But the music from behind became increasingly sad and high-pitched.

Her beautiful features and delicate eyes are hidden in the boudoir, and she wears red makeup in front of the mirror, but the foreshadowing is thousands of tears of lovesickness.

Dots of candlelight were looming, and outside the city wall, it turned out that she was not the only one looking through the autumn water in the cold wind.All the women in the city were like her, dressed in red, standing in the thick fog.

These women do not care about victory in the war, they only hope that their lovers can return safely.

The willows will send you off, and the rain and snow are falling, looking forward to your return.

The neighing of a war horse was heard in the distance, and majestic figures were vaguely visible in the fog.

are you back?

Is it your husband?

The person I miss so much is like a dream at this moment.

Liu Yifei looked forward eagerly in the thick fog. She was dressed in red and had black hair. She stood with her back to the wind and looked far into the distance. Her eyes seemed to penetrate the thick fog between heaven and earth.

The background music changed again, it was the sad Morin Khuur.

Nearly.

closer.

The neighing of the war horses began to be clearly audible.

As if the sky was blessed by gods and Buddhas, the thick fog between heaven and earth began to gradually dissipate.

But when the thick fog cleared, Liu Yifei's eyes widened and she froze on the spot, and the lantern in her hand fell helplessly.

There is no light in the sky and the earth is dark, and the cold wind is bleak.

On the empty horseback, there was only a vaguely broken battle robe, like fire and blood.

The war horse obviously has no lumps, but its steps are slow and heavy, as if it is carrying a thousand kilograms on its back, and the horses' hooves are causing blood and tears.

Although the old horse knows the way, he regrets that he has not returned.

A line of coldness flowed helplessly down the corner of his eyes.

The hearts of all the spectators present seemed to be grasped. Everyone was looking forward to whether this was true or whether she had seen it wrong.

Her husband is still behind.

But this is the scene in the movie.

Liu Yifei let her tears wet her clothes and raised her hands to her waist.

The veins on the bare hands suddenly appeared, and the slender joints seemed to be coming out of the body.

Swing with all your strength.

The black hair flew up in the wind, and the belt of the clothes was untied.

Underneath the red outfit, there is the silky substance that has been prepared.
In an instant, white snow was flying on top of the city.

Morin fiddle turns to high pitch.

I cry as much as I complain, I am shocked when I hear it, and I shed tears when I hear it.

I know that swords and swords are ruthless on the battlefield. Today is the day for my husband's return, and I will greet him with red makeup. If he dies, I will also prepare a pickaxe.

The scene stagnated, and the film's most colorful moment arrived. Outside the city wall, a group of women changed from red to white.

The red flags that originally celebrated victory on the city top fell down one after another and were replaced by strips of white water chestnuts.

Red and white, sadness and joy.

At this moment, the whole city is deserted.

The scene in the movie began to become peaceful, and what remained unchanged was the sad morinouqin.

The last shot is of Yi Ren looking from afar.

What he looked at was the vast sky and earth in the wind and snow, the mottled memories of the past, and the endless abyss of history.

The candlelight fell, silently burning the sorrows into ashes.

The city is still the same city, still standing there.

There seemed to be a sigh rising from heaven and earth.

The poor bone beside the Wuding River is still a person in a boudoir's dream.

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