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Xi Benming talked a lot later, and halfway through the talk he became thirsty and asked Jiang Cheng to pass him a glass of wine.

Jiang Cheng worried that Xi Benming was too emotional, so he handed him a glass of lemonade.

Xi Benming was startled when he took it, and complained, "You...you child."

Jiang Cheng pursed his lips, did not argue, and did not exchange for Xi Benming.

In the second half of the salon, everyone is free to move around, and several separate rooms have been cleaned up in the bar for showing movies.In one room, "The Remains of Cangnan" - the movie in which Shen Hengyu won the Golden Lion Award for Best Actor.

Jiang Cheng stood at the door, and before anyone could go in, he leaned against the door and couldn't move.

He looked at the projector not far away, and then shook the Haibo glass in his hand. The wine glass contained a strong-colored cocktail, and there was a little light reflected in it, which was very beautiful.

Jiang Cheng raised his neck and drank the wine in the glass, put the glass outside, and walked into the room at a slower pace.He found a corner, sat cross-legged on the small sofa, and watched the movie quietly.

The story takes place in a small city called Cangnan, where the sky is gray all year round and there are tall chimneys, like the city's long-lasting scars.

A young man named Lin Ziyan was walking through the pipes of the factory. His shirt was half-worn, his hair was so long that it almost covered his eyes, one of his trousers was rolled up, revealing his slender ankles, and the other was so long that it dragged the floor and was covered with mud. point.

Lin Ziyan's parents are both steel factory workers. He lives in a dormitory assigned by the steel factory and attends a school for workers' children. His life seems to be no different from others.

The only surprising thing is that Lin Ziyan has a pair of different eyes. He can always see things that others cannot see, such as a cluster of yellow flowers on the side of the road, such as the frayed straps on the schoolgirl's cloth bag, such as the canteen Onychomycosis of the old man selling bubble gum.

The camera cuts in from Lin Ziyan's perspective. Lin Ziyan's eyes are so beautiful. His eyes are calm and sensitive, like silk threads spit out by a spider, delicately touching the hearts of the people in front of the screen.

The peaceful scene was broken by a thunderstorm.

The raindrops wet Lin Ziyan's bangs, exposing his smooth forehead, and his brows and eyes finally became clear, which was a thrilling beauty.

A flash of lightning flashed, and the skylight illuminated the corpse next to the cooling pipe.

Lin Ziyan has been standing there, but no one seems to see him, the workers in the steel factory, the police, the aunt next door who is always scolding her children... Countless people come and go because of this curious incident, but there is no one See Lin Ziyan.

He stood in the rain, and he also stood in the shadows.

The person who died was a small foreman in a mold factory. He was in his 40s and had a happy family. He had a daughter who was in the same class as Lin Ziyan.

It was a girl like a sunflower. In summer, she liked to wear cotton skirts that passed through her knees, and there was a purple flower on the straps of her plastic sandals.

Time passed day by day like this, and the foreman's daughter returned to school again. The death of the foreman was covered by a few pieces of paper, and the conclusion was settled. Apart from appearing as an after-dinner conversation, there was no extra meaning.

When Lin Ziyan was in get out of class, his eyes would always pass over that girl too much.

Occasionally, she was discovered by the girl, and the girl didn't say anything, but a pair of deer-like eyes would look at Lin Ziyan with half-annoyance, and then turn her face away, there would always be a smile on her cheek. A thin layer of crimson.

Most of the time, she would brush the hair on her forehead behind her ears inadvertently, which is undoubtedly beautiful for adolescent girls.

Until one day, the girl entrusted someone to deliver a letter to Lin Ziyan.

The content of the letter had nothing to do with love. It said a few boring things in class, asked Lin Ziyan a math problem, and there were two candies in the envelope.

At the end of the letter, the girl said naively and earnestly: "Please Lin, you must be happy."

This letter was like a cluster of flames, igniting Lin Ziyan.He ran out of the classroom like crazy, turned over several chairs, and didn't look back.

He has been running, has been running, running in the school, running in this gray city, running through the main road full of yellow flowers, running past the canteen selling bubble gum, running through the deadly cooling pipes, running back to his home.

He took a bucket of cold water and hid in the narrow bathroom to take a shower. There was a purplish red scar down his waist, and there were also scabs on his elbows and knees. His skin was extremely white, which made the old wound all the more shocking.

He was raped.

Being raped by a man.

□□His man is dead, that is, the foreman, the most honest man and father in the eyes of outsiders.

The camera flashes back to that day, a dark, broken, hysterical day.

Occasionally, two short frames flashed, which were two candies wrapped in colorful wrapping paper, and there was a sentence "Please Lin, please be happy".

After taking a shower, Lin Ziyan crawled back to his bed with bare feet, except for a pair of shorts, he was not wearing any clothes.He curled up on the bed in the posture of a baby curled up in the womb, with a pair of butterfly bones behind him like broken wings.

In the midsummer of lush greenery, the city is still gloomy.

The voices of people outside gradually became louder, babbling and babbling overshadowing Lin Ziyan's breathing. He was still lying on the bed in the same posture, but the picture became bigger and bigger until it disappeared.

The whole movie is not a silent movie, but the protagonist Lin Ziyan doesn't have a single line.

With this role, Shen Hengyu became the youngest actor of the Golden Lion Award in China. Foreign media praised this Chinese boy for his magical performance.

At the end of the film, the man who was showing the film sat under the projection screen, with a somewhat casual expression: "What's so good about this film? The subject matter is a common one, talking about sex, violence, and loneliness. The story is a simple story, as if It's like watching Lin Ziyan's day. The real cleverness of the movie is left blank. How did the foreman die? Does it have anything to do with Lin Ziyan? Why doesn't Lin Ziyan talk? How did it happen? Do Lin Ziyan's parents know? Why? A 'good guy' would do something like this?"

"Of course, I have to say that the success of this film is also due to Mr. Shen Hengyu's interpretation of Lin Ziyan. No matter how many times you watch it, you will be shocked by Lin Ziyan."

The commentary was only a few sentences, and the projectionist started to put down another film.

Jiang Cheng quietly left the room again, and hid in the bathroom.Lin Ziyan's face was in front of him, and he couldn't get rid of it. The young man was scribbled and indifferent, but with those eyes, he seemed to see everything, but he didn't see anything.

That young man curled up on the bamboo mat made Jiang Cheng's heart ache.

He missed Shen Hengyu, and wanted to call Shen Hengyu very much.

It's hard to describe Jiangcheng's mood at this moment. Shen Hengyu shaped Lin Ziyan, but he and Lin Ziyan are two completely different people, but for some reason, through Lin Ziyan, he always thinks of Shen Hengyu easily.

He didn't know where Shen Hengyu was now, okay, why didn't he reply to his message.After much deliberation, the things related to Shen Hengyu in my memory are all insignificant and trivial matters. Teacher Shen has always been like this, gentle, considerate and soothing.

Jiang Cheng went to the sink to wash his face, splashed cold water on his face, and he regained consciousness a little.

In the mirror in front of the sink, a man suddenly appeared.

Jiang Cheng looked up at the strange man, who was wearing a very casual black T-shirt and had yellow hair like a chicken coop.With one hand in his pocket, he walked behind Jiang Cheng with a straight face: "Brother, do you want a cigarette?"

Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at him puzzled.

The man gave a "tsk", and stretched out his hands to make a camera look. Through the camera, he looked at Jiang Cheng's wet eyes and eyelashes, and smiled.

"Shall we have a cigarette together?" he asked again.

Jiang Cheng has never seen this man before, but the people who can appear in Xi Benming's film school will not be simple characters.After hesitating for a moment, he followed the man to the smoking area.

Leaning against the wall, the man lit a cigarette, his eyelids half drooped, and he looked a bit drunk.

He offered cigarettes to Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Cheng refused.In a place like a bar, it is not safe to accept a cigarette from a stranger casually.

Seemingly aware of Jiang Cheng's concerns, the man didn't push anymore.He finished smoking a cigarette on his own, and Jiang Cheng didn't bother him, just looked at him quietly from the side, maybe he had seen Mr. Shen smoking, and seeing other men smoking, he always felt that it was a bit less tasteful.

It is probably because Shen Hengyu has a calmness that others cannot learn.

The man smoked two cigarettes and finally had enough of his addiction. He raised his eyelids and asked Jiang Cheng, "Are you interested in making a movie with me?"

Jiang Cheng unexpectedly liked this endless dialogue, Jiang Cheng smiled lightly: "What movie?"

The man stretched out his hand, gestured in the air for a while, then snapped his fingers and said, "It's an amazing movie."

Jiang Cheng asked again: "Why are you looking for me?"

The man tilted his head, squinted his eyes and smiled badly: "Your eyes are very touching."

Just as Jiang Cheng wanted to bow his head and say a few words of politeness, he heard the man continue to say: "Your eyes are not clean and pure, there are many things mixed in, it's so ugly, it makes people want to smash those messy things into pieces The urge to knead into powder."

The man thought for a while and then said: "Oh, and also, you like Shen Hengyu's charming demeanor, which is unconscious, involuntary and involuntary, like Eve who was tempted by a snake in Greek mythology."

Jiang Cheng couldn't utter a polite word stuck in his throat for a while, his face changed for a long time, and he couldn't put on a suitable expression. Finally, he managed to smile: "Thank you."

The man raised his chin and said happily, "You're welcome, my name is Fang Ning, and I look forward to working with you."

He stretched out his hand towards Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Cheng didn't take it up. He crossed his arms and took a step back: "But Mr. Fang, I have moved you, but you haven't moved me yet. You are an artist who wants to make a great movie, and I am an actor." Little star of a commercial film, if you draw a big cake for me in the smoking area, you have to draw a little more weight."

Fang Ning laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Then let's add a WeChat first?"