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Chapter 111, Your Wife Is a Paper Man

Chapter 111, Your Wife Is a Paper Man
"A movie is a movie only when it is played, and a movie that is not shown is just a film and a curtain"

Feng Yuzhong chewed on this sentence over and over again, while Li Yu took out a roll of tape: "This movie is your favorite, right?"

"how do you know."

"Treat it differently, only this black tape is still packed in a box, I think it should be." Li Yu looked at the black tape and handed it to Feng Yuzhong: "How do you show this thing, you should be more professional. "

Feng Yuzhong said after a moment of silence.

"This is basically the earliest type of film. It is shown with a hand-cranked projector. It is a mime without sound. It is a product of Chaplin's era. It is the first time I came into contact with the concept of [film], and it is also my most cherished. Movies, I really didn’t expect that they can still be taken out and watched in this way.”

Feng Yuzhong took out the black tape carefully, and put it into the hand-cranked projector.

The projector is well maintained, something that was a hundred years ago can still be used now.

Turn off the lights in the room.

Li Yu randomly found a seat and sat down. It was the first time to watch a movie in this kind of cinema full of the sense of the times. He felt the scene of those rich players watching this novelty a hundred years ago.

I recalled that when I was a child, projectionists were organized to show movies on open lawns in towns, counties, and villages, but the movies at that time were not as old as the one in front of me, and at least they still had sound.

The movie starts showing.

The snowflake screen flashes full of the sense of the times, showing the era of production - 1902.
This is a film from a hundred years ago, the earliest product of the film industry era. Li Yu knew a Chaplin in the film at that time, but there are not only one or two films in the West.

"Because the expression form of mime is body language, so you don't need to learn a foreign language to really appreciate it." Feng Yuzhong's eyes are full of nostalgia and obsession, and he has not seen the movie for so many years.

At the beginning of the movie, a European and American woman in a costume appeared.

Dancing in the middle of the screen is very different from the Broadway style prevailing in the United States at that time. Instead of the bold and unrestrained feeling, it has a unique oriental gentle flavor, which was very novel in the movies at that time.

There is not a single line, and it is all expressed by exaggerated body language. From the perspective of acting, it may be better than modern actors, the kind of power that transcends language without speaking.

As the movie played, both Feng Qiuxue and Wang Tianhu felt that something was wrong with the movie.

"Why is the heroine in this movie a little weird?" Feng Qiuxue looked at the movie and murmured, "All the other characters are moving, only the heroine is not moving."

The other protagonists in the movie are performing their own performances, which are lifelike, exaggerated and yet elegant. Only the heroine, the gentle dancing Western woman, has been looking at the screen with her hands dragging her chin after dancing the opening dance. On this side, the eyes are soft and affectionate.

It seems to be a dimension away from the other characters who are exaggerated in the play.

Feng Qiuxue and Wang Tianhu really want to say that this is just a performance, but no matter how they hypnotize themselves, this heroine who does not conform to the logic of the movie seems too strange.

Feng Yuzhong stood up, and slowly came to the front of the movie.

"Master, is there any danger, such as monsters and goblins?" Wang Tianhu asked nervously. He completely convinced Li Yu now. He had never seen a monster in his life. He was not afraid of swords, swords, halberds, or cannon fire Guns are not afraid of bricks, what they are afraid of is the invisible and intangible.

"No, at least I don't feel any malice in her."

As soon as Li Yu finished speaking, Feng Yuzhong touched the big screen.

The moment the screen is touched, the surface of the screen spreads out like ripples.

The heroine on the screen jumped out following Feng Yuzhong's fingers.

Feng Yuzhong finally met her paper man wife.

A beautiful-looking, gentle oriental woman.

"How are you."

Finally, it was still his favorite movie.

The moment I saw it, countless memories flooded my mind.

No matter what age you are, what kind of injury you suffer, as long as you come here and see her, you can find peace.

Finally, he was able to see his wife who had been with him for most of his life with a smile like a flower.

The two embrace each other.

"Her face" Feng Qiuxue looked at the faceless woman who jumped out of the screen in front of her, she didn't know what to say, she was just startled suddenly, but after the startle, there was an inexplicable feeling Peace of mind.

"What is she to you?" Li Yu said.

"It's just a character in the movie." Feng Qiuxue said honestly, no matter how much her grandfather liked the woman in front of her, and how miraculous this woman appeared, to outsiders, she was really just a simple paper person, or Kind of spooky.

"So to you, she is a faceless woman without a face, but to the old man, this is her wife, so she has a face, and it is the truth he can see."

Li Yu could also clearly see the face of the paper man in front of him, and those with a bit of spiritual vision and spiritual physique could probably see it clearly.

It's a bit unbelievable that the image of a Western film's elite is actually an oriental woman.

"Thank you, Master, for finding me out. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid I would never be able to come out to meet Mr. Xianggong again in this lifetime."

This oriental woman in a foreign dress gave Li Yu a very standard Chinese gift.

"I'm curious about your image."

The paper man that popped out in front of me is still different from ordinary human beings. No matter from the skin color or other angles, the people in front of me have the old texture of black and white photos, which is completely incompatible with the real texture. The point is actually It is an image of an oriental person, obviously it is produced by a western producer.

"The little girl has consciousness here, so it is naturally the image of this place." The woman smiled and said, "Master, you can call me [Dream]."

Dream.
"A good name, the world of mortals is like a dream, who can know it and who can break it." Li Yu felt that the name of the paper man was really good.

The paper man in front of him has a very high level of intelligence, understands names, self, and complex interpersonal relationships——

At this time, the paper man panel in front of him appeared in front of him.

name: dream
gender:? ? ?
Race: Incense Vulcan
Remarks: A beautiful dream like spring, in the era of strife, the screen is like whispering, giving others a peaceful night of sleep, a moment of peace and tranquility.

(End of this chapter)

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