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——If the attendance rate of other cinemas in other cities can reach this level, Wen Zhuoyu will be satisfied. At least it shows that the film still has the possibility of returning to the original.
Gu Xihuai put the popcorn bucket in his hand into Wen Zhuoyu, smiled and comforted: "It doesn't matter if we can't return the money, then we can cooperate with some embroidery studios to sell peripherals."
Wen Zhuoyu raised his eyebrows: Good idea.
He distributed the drink in his hand to Gu Xihuai. Gu Xihuai didn't answer, but instead took a sip from Wen Zhuoyu's hand. In the dimly lit screening hall, Wen Zhuoyu and Gu Xihuai deliberately sat in the back row, and almost no one saw the interaction between the two.
A group of students who were sitting in the front row looked around excitedly. They took out their mobile phones and took pictures and videos. From time to time, they would get together and whisper together. They didn’t know what they were talking about. Screaming softly together, Wen Zhuoyu's name could be vaguely heard. Attract other viewers to watch it frequently.
Gu Xihuai is very experienced, and whispered in Wen Zhuoyu's ear: "Is it your fan?" The audience of this age group is obviously not the audience of this movie! They have also come together so much, either a class reunion or a fan reunion. There is no third possibility.
The hot breath sprayed behind Wen Zhuoyu's ears, and Wen Zhuoyu ducked subconsciously.
Gu Xihuai also restrained and moved to the side. After all, it's in public, so it's not easy to be too intimate, and it will be troublesome if someone notices.
Fortunately, the movie starts soon. The entire screening room suddenly went dark, and the young people sitting in the front row immediately quieted down. Only the big screen lit up quietly, accompanied by the melodious Pingtan minor tune, the sun was setting, and the romp of Xiaoqiao Liushui in the market suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
The photographer used a one-and-a-half-minute long shot to describe the place where the hero Xiusheng grew up. The white walls of black tiles, the bluestone road, the new green and tender willows swaying in the warm wind of spring and March, the mottled walls and the bricks and stones with moss everywhere reveal the sparseness of the town. The gurgling water bypasses the town, and the Wu Peng boat slowly drills through the bluestone bridge. The camera gradually rises and the field of view gradually enlarges. The high-rise buildings in the distance are row upon row.
The audience sitting in the auditorium could not help but light up. With the continuous development of the times, they have rarely been able to see such a fireworks-like city scene.
"It's so beautiful here." An audience member whispered, "I don't know where it is. I want to travel in the summer vacation."
"You can check it online when you go back." Another audience member agreed: "Let's go together then."
In the dark auditorium, Gu Xihuai looked at the Jiangnan scenery on the big screen, leaned into Wen Zhuoyu's ear and said softly, "I want to go too!"
Wen Zhuoyu was helpless, so he could only squeeze Gu Xihuai's wrist secretly: "Wait for the summer vacation, if I have time, I will accompany you."
Gu Xihuai was not satisfied: "What if?"
Wen Zhuoyu let out a long sigh and said, "I will definitely accompany you."
In the darkness, Gu Xihuai hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, and finally sat back down safely, no longer making trouble with Wen Zhuoyu.
On the big screen, the movie had already played until Xiusheng slammed the door after arguing with his father, and ended up returning to the scene thirty years ago in his sleep.
"No!" Xiusheng was stunned as he stood on the crowded street. Different from the lonely town thirty years later, the town thirty years ago was extremely lively. There is also the largest textile factory in the city, with more than 20,000 employees and their families. Everyone is proud to be an employee of a textile factory.
Only Xiusheng knew that in a few years, this textile factory would not be able to pay wages due to serious losses. First, it was laid off in batches, and finally it went bankrupt and was acquired.
"This dream is too real." Xiusheng was sighing, his eyes suddenly fixed. He seemed to have seen his father from thirty years ago.
As soon as the camera turned, it gave a close-up of Teacher Song Bai, who played the embroidered father. In order to show the youthful vitality of young men in their twenties, the nearly fifty-year-old old opera bones first paid great attention to makeup. It takes more than two hours to get up early every day to put on makeup, and the folds on the face need to be opened with a special makeup glue. That kind of glue paste is particularly uncomfortable on the face, but the effect is also very good. At least in the camera, the actual age of Teacher Songbai is not visible at all.
"Dad!" Xiusheng leaned forward with a look of excitement.
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No matter what works, the scene of recognizing your father in the street naturally has a touch of comedy. Not to mention that an eighteen-year-old boy calls a 20-year-old daddy Dad.
Pedestrians coming and going on the street stopped and looked at Xiusheng curiously.
In his early twenties, Xiusheng's father, who was not married, also stared at Xiusheng in amazement. I don't know where I have such a freshman son: "Who are you—"
Before I finished speaking, I only heard a "pop", and a girl in a red dress who was walking with Xiushengda slapped Xiushengda in the face: "You stinky rascal! Even a son has it. How dare you lie to me to talk to you about someone!"
Embroidered father covered half of his red and swollen cheeks with a look of injustice: "He is not my son!"
"Do you still want to lie to me?" The girl raised her arms again, embroidered with her father, "Even if I got married while wearing open-crotch pants, I wouldn't be able to give birth to such a big son."
The girl stared: "How dare you argue? If you didn't have such a big son, why would he call you dad?"
Before he finished speaking, Xiusheng looked at her excitedly and shouted, "Mom!"
The screen suddenly became quiet.The close-up freezes on the actress's wide-eyed, funny face.
An ordinary plot, but because of the superb acting skills of several actors, it shows a bit of humor.There were several bursts of laughter in the auditorium.