Chapter 585

The whole film is very long, nearly two hours long.

If you want to use one sentence to describe it, it is not impossible——

It is about how a music genius boy who is born deaf overcomes his congenital shortcomings, overcomes many hardships and setbacks, and finally reaches the peak.

It sounds inspirational, but it's not. The whole film is fresh and dark, the picture is beautiful, but the world is bad.

He could not hear any voice in the world, but he still liked all kinds of voices in his heart. He even never gave up the past and imagined what they would be like.

Only music can make him feel calm.

Such a hero, in the eyes of the world, naturally, has become a great joke.

People thought he couldn't hear it, so they laughed, rioted, imitated and humiliated him unscrupulously.

But I don't know that he is much more sensitive to sound than anyone. He is like an island in the fog, shrouded in layers and nowhere to escape.

Sheng Jingheng not only can't hear in this film, but also has almost no lines. He is silent, but he has seen all the cold and warm.

But the sound inside is very rich, imaginable, unimaginable, everything.

The director should be a person with a rich inner world. He loves the world and hates the world. There are contradictions and entanglements.

South Vietnam held a pillow and watched the boy sitting on the international stage in a simple uniform. It was like seeing the shadow of Sheng Jingheng.

If he didn't make a debut, he should be in that position at the moment.

This story has his shadow, but it's not like him at all.

The ending of the film is still unusual. As soon as the camera turns, it returns to the small town where teenagers live. There are still all kinds of voices, cycle after cycle, and never change.

The film ends here completely, with a sudden stop, but after aftertaste, you will feel that it is just right here and should stop here.

The sound of "pa Da" pulled back the thoughts of South Vietnam.

Sheng Jingheng handed her the opened drink: "go out and blow the wind?"

South Vietnam took over and thought that his mood could not be calmed for a moment, so he nodded: "OK."

Neither of them is afraid of cold. The night wind blows and they only feel cool.

Walking on the road where no outsiders live, but many street lamps are set up, Nanyue only feels that he has a full stomach of words to tell him, but when he comes to his mouth, he swallows it back.

He has been in the play and has already been out of the play. There is no need to mention anything more.

The original intention of this film is not to let the audience discuss something with each other, but to think about the aftertaste alone until they fully understand the film.

She was silent for a long time. Sheng Jingheng understood. At the moment, she didn't want to talk about the film she had just seen.

After a quiet walk, he asked, "what time do you leave tomorrow?"

The ticket was booked for Mo lulu in the morning after she found out the specific arrangements of the crew. The flight at 8 o'clock tomorrow evening can have a direct rest. It is estimated that she will get up at 4 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow.

Then basically have to wear makeup and costumes to train etiquette, so as not to make mistakes in the formal shooting at that time.

South Vietnam recovered and said, "let's go at six and have dinner at home."

"Well," Sheng Jingheng said, "I'm also a night flight."

However, Sheng Jingheng's flight should be at another airport dedicated to international flights, and the direction is inconsistent.

Nanyue looked at him and smiled: "is Mr. Sheng going to rub the car, or is he going to send me first?"

"Together, I changed to a connecting flight to go to city B." Sheng Jingheng said faintly.

"Brother Wei, are they together?" South Vietnam frowned. The turnaround was worse than a direct flight. It was all waiting.

Sheng Jingheng raised his hand and stretched her eyebrows slightly: "they are still the same, I just want to stay with you for a while."