Chapter 736

At that time, the family was in a mess, the resentment of my father, the depression of my mother, and my failure to get into a good university to shine for my parents. Therefore, the whole family was full of a degenerate atmosphere that life is better than death!

In the depressed family environment and psychological atmosphere, under the leadership of Li Zeyu, Shen Dapeng donated their hearts for the 250 million box office of hero. You know, it was a very luxurious thing to go to the cinema at that time.

That is, when Shen Dapeng's family is most vulnerable and his mood is most depressed, the repressive narrative technique of hero completely fits Shen Dapeng's most real feelings.

At the end of the film, when Ying Zheng, king of Qin, couldn't bear but still waved to execute the killer, when there were a lot of arrows in the air, the nameless could remain calm and calm like no waves on the lake, when countless arrows were shot at the thick palace gate, leaving only the nameless and petite body empty

Shen Dapeng's sad mood finally found a place to vent! It was only after he had more life experience and thinking that he realized why hero could get more and more praise and praise under the polishing of time.

For example, the red blood and enthusiasm in the eyes of the moon, the blue coldness and wisdom in the eyes of Ying Zheng, the freedom and return of green in the eyes of Canjian, and the white nobility and peace in the eyes of the unknown, including the final duel between Canjian and flying snow, are also dressed in white. If the visual color is used as the expression of the character's mood and personality, there is no classic after hero.

When Shen Dapeng saw that Canjian was willing to die under the flying snow sword and was dying, he still said "I want to go home". Perhaps only heroes have the courage to do that kind of love, which is persistent, unrepentant and martyred by death.

At this moment, there were no spoilers in the cinema. The whole theater was shrouded in a faint sadness. The low and melodious sonata of the cello seemed to tear everyone's tight heart strings. Each hysterical pain of the characters was like a pair of hands, playing a sad melody on the tight heart strings.

"You say... How deep is the love between Canjian and Feixue?" Wang Xueying always stared at the big screen and asked with a long sigh.

"If you are willing to give up your life, how long your life is, how deep your love is!" Shen Dapeng's sentimental mood is hard to hide. He is a rational man. At the moment, he has some uncontrollable wet eyes.

"Shen Dapeng, if I am willing to give up everything for you, including my life, like a broken sword?"

"The remnant sword is a man, and the hero saves the beauty is the hero! What do I want you to do with everything? "

"What if I do like the moon? Be that silly and silly woman who knows she's just a plaything, but is still willing to give up her life to avenge the remnant sword, even if she's still around? "

"You're not stupid. Since you're not stupid, you shouldn't be 'crazy'. Like the moon, you can't do it!"

"Who am I? To keep you by my side? Or... Let me stay with you? "

"You are you, not anyone. You are a crazy girl. You are Wang Xueying who is not afraid of heaven and only cares about whether you are happy or not. You can't and shouldn't change..."

The film ended in a Pathetic symphony. Shen Dapeng also got up slowly and looked at Wang Xueying, who was helpless in the dim light line. He wanted to comfort, but he only stretched out half of his hand and took it back, walking alone towards the door of the cinema.

"Shen Dapeng, you hate, you are annoying, you can't bully me again and again because I like you!"

Wang Xueying's almost roaring voice attracted everyone's attention in the cinema, but no one noticed the glittering and translucent corners of her eyes and the trembling and clenched palm, as well as the bleeding lips and the whispering name in her mouth.

"Cao Mengyuan, Cao Mengyuan..."

H Provincial Capital University, female dormitory.

The cold air in the North did not intrude into the warm room. Cao Mengyuan and Lin Xiaoxiao sat on their beds respectively. Cao Mengyuan held the Norwegian forest and looked at it quietly. Lin Xiaoxiao crossed his legs, fiddled with his mobile phone and played small games very seriously.

"Ding Ding!!"

"I hate it. I'll get through it right away. What's the call?"

When the bell rang, Lin Xiaoxiao frowned impatiently, "Hey, big head, what's up?"

"Ah? oh oh I see! " Lin Xiaoxiao answered very plainly, but his eyes kept moving on Cao Mengyuan. He hung up the phone and didn't continue to play the game. Instead, he walked slowly to Cao Mengyuan's bed and sat down.

"What's the matter? Big head told you to go out? Let's go. It's a holiday right away. My aunt won't check her bedroom! " Cao Mengyuan didn't lift her eyes and calmly continued reading.

"He told me to go out, and I'm going out? Is this girl a person who values sex over friends? I have to accompany you, otherwise what can Huang Yao do to bully you? "

"She won't bully me. It's you. She has been so cold to others this semester that people don't dare to talk to you!" Cao Mengyuan still didn't look up, but a faint smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

"She is the eye liner arranged by Huang Bin, and is responsible for looking at you. What do I do to give you a good look? I tell you, there are many students in the provincial university. I have not found someone to pick her up. She has been gentle enough for her. Whenever she dare to say insatiable words, I am sure she can not be spared." Lin Xiaoxiao threw his bangs smartly, looking like a big sister.

Cao Mengyuan glanced, but smiled bitterly and shook her head. "Li Zeyu really spoiled you!!"

"He is my boyfriend. If he doesn't get used to me, who else does he want to get used to? But you and Shen Dapeng, I really don't understand. The two people who clearly care about each other don't contact anyone for what they do? Cold war? "