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Chapter 196: It cant light up the world, but it can warm the little girls dream

Whether he is a director of artistic films or a director of commercial films.

To put it bluntly, they are all the same.

Whether it is a short film or a feature film, in fact, as long as the work is produced, there is no director who does not want more people to see his work.

For Li Yi's fans, they also have great expectations.

Perhaps it's because the appetite that has been nourished by Li Yi's excellent works has developed, so whether it is a short film or a feature film, the requirements are getting higher and higher.

For this reason, after the news came out, many fans were already looking forward to Li Yi's new work.

Many old movie fans are the first to pay attention to the information about Li Yi's new work.

This time Li Yi did not give it to any platform exclusively, but it did not prevent the video platform from vigorously promoting it.

It is an old routine and everyone is used to it. Many directors were envious and jealous at first, but now they have become accustomed to it.

Because they cannot guarantee that their short films will be popular, but the quality of Li Yi's works is almost guaranteed.

For this reason, this kind of promotion is almost standard for Li Yi's works.

Chu Xixi is Li Yi's old and die-hard movie fan. She has been the mother of a child since Yunying was unmarried. Although after giving birth to the child, almost all her time and attention were devoted to the child.

There is less time to go to the movies, but more time to watch short videos.

However, even though she has watched so many short videos and watched so many short films, Li Yi's works are still her favorite.

Because every time Li Yi's short film can surprise her.

"The little match girl?"

She couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw the name of Li Yi's short film on the promotional poster on the homepage of Penguin Video.

Although matches are no stranger to people of this era, it can almost be said that they only exist in memory.

Nowadays, every household may have lighters in stock, but it is almost impossible to find matches.

The name "The Little Match Girl" is quite strange to netizens.

The specific content is difficult to guess from the short film.

The first thing many old movie fans think of is Li Yi's first short film "Deal"!

Will it be a short film similar to "The Deal"?

See the introduction below.

"A tiny match cannot light up this open world, but it can warm a little girl's dream."

Follow the poster link to enter the play page of "The Little Match Girl".

Chu Xixi was looking forward to it more and more.

"Director Li Yi's work!"

"Here!" A match struck the wall, and the fire lit up.

In the light of the fire, a little girl's face appeared, looking a bit vague. She was probably about seven or eight years old, right?

The title "The Little Match Girl" appears.

Snowflakes were flying, turning the whole city into white.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

The camera lens looked a little blurry, and the sound of breathing was heard, making the camera lens even more blurry.

Suddenly a small hand appeared and wiped the window, making the camera clear.

It turned out to be a little girl curled up by the window, huffing against the broken glass.

She stretched out her hands and rubbed them, looking out the window at the snowy world.

Her eyes looked so smart, but it was freezing cold, but she was wearing thin clothes and shivering from the cold.

She breathed hot breath against the glass again.

Then he reached out and drew a sun on the glass.

Suddenly, the sun on the glass, as if magic had been released, emitted a bright light, just like the sun drawn by Ma Liang's magic pen. The sun shone on the little girl's body, bringing her a hint of warmth.

The little girl seemed to be intoxicated by the warmth.

Suddenly there was a sound of opening the door, and everything returned to its original state.

It turns out that there is no magic at all, it is just the beauty of the little girl's fantasy.

Her hands were turned white from the cold.

The door opened, and a slovenly man walked in staggeringly, drunkenly, and burped.

The cold wind howled outside.

The little girl shrunk her petite body and looked at the man, her eyes aimed at the drunken man's empty hands. Her eyes were a little strange, a little scared, and a little expectant, but in the end they only turned into disappointment and grievance.

The camera follows the drunk man to give a close-up of this "home".

The place they live in is not an exaggeration to describe as a house with only four walls. In addition to having a roof, other air leakage areas are covered with various newspapers, but how can they block the howling cold wind?

There is a pile of ready-made matches on the ground.

When the man got home, he didn't even look at the little girl. He lay on the dirty bed and fell asleep.

After a while, the little girl rubbed her hands and walked cautiously towards the sloppy man.

She reached out and pulled the worn quilt over to cover the drunkard.

He shouted in a low voice: "Dad!"

Unfortunately, what she responded to was the snoring sound of her drunken father.

"Gululu!" The little girl's stomach rebelled against hunger.

She looked at the snow-white world outside the window, and then at the small pile of matches in the simple room.

It's getting dark outside.

She found a worn apron, then grabbed a handful of matches and put them in the apron pocket.

I rummaged around the door again and found a pair of big shoes that obviously didn't fit my feet.

But she tried it with satisfaction. Although it didn't fit her feet, it was still better than going barefoot, right?

When she opened the door, the cold wind blew in her face, making her shiver.

She turned her head and glanced at her drunk father who was snoring.

Then he walked out and closed the door.

On a snowy night, many houses on the street were decorated with lights and colorful decorations. It was obvious that this was not an ordinary night.

When she came to the side of the road, she looked enviously at other people's families wearing new clothes, chatting and laughing.

"Didi!" Suddenly a harsh sound of horns woke her up. She quickly ran away, but because the shoes were too big, she was so frightened that she even ran away from the shoes.

I couldn't find one at all.

The other one was picked up by a little boy. He told his parents that when he had a child, he would use this shoe as a cradle for the child, which made his parents burst into laughter.

The little girl had no choice but to walk barefoot, but in such a cold weather, her little feet were red and blue from the cold.

She came to a crowded place, where she took out a handful of matches from the pocket of her old apron.

It's a pity that people always come and go in a hurry, and occasionally someone stops, but they quickly leave. She didn't sell a match, and no one gave her even a coin.

The snow is falling harder and harder, and there are fewer and fewer people on the street.

Poor little girl! She was cold and hungry, shivering as she walked forward.

Snowflakes fell on her long black hair, which was curled and draped over her shoulders. She looked very beautiful, but she didn't pay attention to it.

Lights shone from every window, and when passing by a roast duck restaurant, there was a smell of roast duck, which made the little girl feel more and more hungry.

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She stared at the oily roast duck in the display window for a long time.

In the end, he could only bow his head and leave in frustration.


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