The lights dimmed and the scene became quiet. Qin Xiaobao licked his dry lips.
The movie is finally released, it’s a mule or a horse, just watch the next ninety minutes.
The big screen lit up, mountains, green trees, beautiful environment, clear music sounded, and when the words "director Qin Xiaobao's work" appeared, Xiaobao's heart palpitated for no reason.
Wang Bingbing in the corner looked over at the same time. This outstanding man was sitting upright and looked so handsome with an expressionless face!
The long shot slowly panned out, showing a man standing next to a pickup truck, helping carry luggage.
There was a rustle, the sound of tires sliding across the road, and the two cars stopped.
"You're fast enough, buddy," Jiang Haowen got out of the car and greeted him familiarly: "Do you need help?"
Sun Li sat in the passenger seat and waved.
"Of course!" With his back to the camera, he could be recognized as Leslie Cheung.
At the same time, two people got out of another car, Roland and Liao Qizhi: "So, aren't you going to say it now?"
Liao Qizhi leaned against the car and asked.
"I don't like the feeling of saying goodbye." Leslie Cheung spread his hands.
"Come on, let's stay a little longer and catch up with old friends."
Roland stepped forward directly and gave him a big hug: "Why did you leave in such a hurry? You only resigned a few days ago." Her face was full of doubts.
Jiang Haowen from behind took off his glasses: "You are already a university professor, why..."
"Cold beer, the most suitable drink!" Liao Qizhi directly interrupted their direct conversation.
The beginning is very simple. Through the dialogue between many characters, it is understood that the protagonist Leslie Cheung is about to leave the city, and the people who come to see him off are all professors from the university.
At this time, Roland saw a portrait of Zhong Kui painted on silk beside the car: "This painting... looks like a work by Wu Daozi, very similar to his style."
Leslie Cheung smiled: "It was a gift from a friend."
"Hahaha, Wu Daozi's work," Liao Qizhi laughed: "That should be a work worth hundreds of millions. Is it possible for Guorong to just leave it like this?"
Roland thought about it and thought it made sense: "It may be a fake, but it is worth collecting. Can I pick it up and have a look?"
"certainly!"
"The mounting is very detailed," Jiang Haowen stood behind Roland: "It's exactly the same as the way it's done in the museum."
"To my friend Mr. Zisang!" Roland saw the faded text at the back: "Zisang should be the Chinese character, right?"
She asked Leslie Cheung, who shrugged and said he didn't know.
"Have you ever asked someone to appraise and estimate it? Even if it is a fake, it is probably from the same period." Roland looked very interested.
Leslie Cheung came over, took the flowers from Luo Lan? and put them in the car: "Let's talk about it when we have time, but I don't want to sell it."
Roland was a little unfinished, but he didn't dwell on it.
Qin Xiaobao actually wanted to turn around and look at the expressions of the celebrities in the audience. The plot seemed dull, but in fact it had already laid the groundwork, but he didn't know if anyone would discover it.
The bearded director sitting in the corner had the same idea. Unlike Xiaobao, he didn't have to worry about whether it was inappropriate to look around or just wait and see.
By the reflection of the screen? Not far away, Deng Chao looked at it very seriously, and Chen He also stopped smiling? But the ordinary audience also stared at the screen, unable to see what was going on.
The plot continues? A group of people return to the house. It is a bit messy, with various cardboard boxes everywhere? The sofa is also covered with cloth.
Jiang Haowen sat down and looked at Leslie Cheung: "Tell me? Did something happen? If you need our help, don't be polite."
Others also gathered around.
"Thank you? But really..." Leslie Cheung looked a little complicated: "No need."
"Then why? I'm so curious? Where are you going?"
"You gave up your status as a professor? You have been a professor for ten years!"
"Still the leader of the department."
"You don't want to say where you are going now?"
The camera jumped on several people, raising psychological doubts.
Leslie Cheung pursed his lips and took two steps while touching the back of the sofa: "Actually... I have cabin fever. After staying in a place for a while, I feel like leaving. I've been like this since a long time ago.
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"No, no, no, it's impossible. How old are you?" Jiang Haowen didn't quite believe it.
Roland held his chin with one hand and smiled: "Have you noticed that he has not aged at all in the past ten years? Every female teacher in the school is eager to know how he did it."
The camera turned to show Sun Li holding an arrow in the corner.
"Wow, how can you pull it!" She tried to pull the bow string, but found that she couldn't do it at all.
Several people were immediately attracted by this British-style bow and arrow.
"Are you always hunting?" Jiang Haowen stood up in surprise.
"Occasionally." Leslie Cheung put his hands in his pockets.
"What did you hit?"
"Deer, hare, and sometimes bear."
Roland smiled: "Let's not talk about whether it is illegal or not, just with this bow and arrow?"
"This is the best outdoor game, live naturally, eat naturally..." Leslie Cheung thoughtfully.
Others were a little surprised by what he said, but there was a trumpet sound at the door, and as the host, he turned around to greet it first.
As soon as the camera turned, a cry came from the cinema.
Andy Lau sat on a motorcycle, took off his helmet with both hands, and shook his hair.
Qin Xiaobao heard the cry and turned to look at King Liu Tian. He was also smiling.
Everyone understands that this is a scene that I deliberately arranged. There was a similar scene in the movie "The King of Heaven" more than ten years ago, so I showed it as a tribute.
"Old Zhang, Old Zhang!" Andy Lau walked slowly through the garden with a female student: "Do you still remember Zhang Yan? I took your class last semester."
"Hello!" Leslie Cheung greeted with a smile.
"Oh, by the way, let me remind you, she is my girlfriend." Andy Lau coquettishly smoothed his hair: "I happened to be passing by and came to say goodbye to you. This is a gift for you."
Leslie Cheung took the book handed to him: ""The Shadow of the Cave: Common Ground with Early Humans" was written by Andy Lau!"
Hahahaha, laughter came from the cinema.
The book also gives a close-up, with Andy Lau's photo on it.
The point of laughter is achieved.
"So, where are you going?" Andy Lau asked the same question again: "We don't care, but as colleagues for many years, by the way."
Leslie Cheung was silent.
"It seems that we still encountered some problem!" Jiang Haowen, who was sitting on the sofa, crossed his fingers and looked up at him.
"No, of course not, I just like irregular migration," Leslie Cheung waved his hand: "Personal preference."
"Oh, a secret that cannot be told." Jiang Haowen glanced at Roland, a little disappointed.
The scene was quiet for a few seconds.
The video has been playing for five minutes. The audience has a general understanding of the situation. A professor is leaving and other colleagues are coming to see him off.
It's just that everyone is very curious,
Science fiction, when did you start science fiction?