Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

Mo Ci's old acquaintance Ling Xiao presented the best film award. The last time Ling Xiao presented the award at the Venice Film Festival, Mo Ci won the award from him. He hoped that this time it would be the same. No, no, he was sure it would be the same this time. .

"Good evening, everyone, I'm Ling Xiao." Ling Xiao stood there, bending down facing the bottom, "The last time I stood here was when my movie "Living Up" won the best picture. I am the winner, holding the trophy in my hand to give my acceptance speech, now, I am the award presenter, here to tell everyone the name in the envelope, and give him his own trophy."

Ling Xiao smiled when he said this, "This is a very beautiful experience, this is a movie, repeated over and over again, timeless and new."

"Okay, without further ado, next, I will announce the works that won the best film this year," he said, opening the envelope and seeing the name on it, "Congratulations to the film from Huaguo , Congratulations to "Light Source"."

Sure enough, it was the same this time, his determination was correct.

Mo Ci thought so, then got up amidst the applause, hugged Yu Chu who was next to him, and then hugged Lu Shizhi and Zhong Sheng.

He was embraced by Ling Xiao when he went up, and Ling Xiao asked him, "Mo Ci, are you satisfied now?"

He also heard Ling Xiao say this similar thing when he was in Venice, and his answer now is no different from that at that time, he even deliberately smiled at the camera with provocative eyes, bluntly revealing his ambition.

"No, I'm still not satisfied, these are not enough."

"Hello everyone, I'm Mo Ci, a director." Mo Ci stood there, raised the microphone to keep it at a comfortable height, "As an acceptance speech, thank you, thank you "Light Source", thank you Everyone on my crew did their part perfectly, thanks to the people I met and the life I lived through."

He smiled when he said this, but he actually thought of many people, including family members like Mo Pinglan, friends like Beiran Rongqing and Zhong Sheng, work partners like Xu Zihe, and finally Yu Chu's only close lover.

"I think I am good at impromptu speeches. Every time I give an acceptance speech, I say whatever I want. I don't worry about being criticized or being misunderstood. After all, I have always believed that what can be remembered and left behind is my speech point of view. , not those misunderstandings and criticisms." Mo Ci paused here, "But today, I want to give up this impromptu speech that I am good at and like, and I have prepared a letter, which I got for the first time so In front of this special award and witnessed by countless people all over the world, I want to read this letter, which I have revised many times and carefully selected every word, to the love of my life."

"This is a solemn occasion, and I don't want to make a mistake."

Off the court, when Mo Ci said this, there were some noises. Many people were whispering to the people next to them or applauding directly, but he didn’t care about that. He was more concerned about Yu Chu’s reaction. initial reaction.

He saw those blue eyes, and though they were far away, he knew there was emotion in them.

And rightfully so.

There is no doubt about that.

Others don't know what it means to Mo Ci to say whatever he wants at the award ceremony and to hold the prepared things, but those who know him know that he hates reading, preaching, and being static. Hate was nothing new, but he was standing on the opposite side of his own choice at the moment.

This is the first time that he has stood on the opposite side of his choice in the true sense, and violated himself in the true sense.

Instead of stepping into a new world where someone welcomes him, he chooses to stand behind his own world.

The only thing in common is probably the surprise he brought and the shock that others couldn't add.

Mo Ci took out the letter from the pocket of his suit. The log-colored envelope was opened by his fingers, and then he took out the folded letter paper and opened it carefully.

A camera fell on it for a moment. It was a piece of letter paper in Chinese. In fact, I couldn't see it clearly, but I could also see that the handwriting was beautiful.

"To my beloved."

Sincerely, my Yu Chu.

Sincerely, my Lance Merovingian.

Sincerely, my Mr. Y.

Mo Ci started like this.

"I only found out yesterday when we really met for the first time. It's a bit late, but this incident still makes me happy. After all, we were connected by a covered bridge when we were so young, and it expanded all of a sudden. My life allows me to think about something longer than life."

Mo Ci paused here before continuing, "Stendhal said 'love is a miracle of civilization', I think the most correct word for this sentence is the word, 'miracle', miracle means rare, love This guy is similar, it is not a necessity, it is a luxury, and its luxury is that there is no material thing that can really be exchanged, he wants to give the spirit with the spirit, and return the love with love."

He said with a smile, he didn't know whether he doubted the attributes of this luxury item or he was proud that he had obtained a miracle.

"Love used to be insignificant to me, and now I can't say from the bottom of my heart that it's the only important thing for me. Of course, it doesn't count when I'm in a state of confusion. At that time, I can say anything. But, I Truly honored by the love you have given me, my love, you have enriched my life, and after you my work has been born."

“Someone once asked me what inspired me to write, and I said, classics, liquor, hugs, deep kisses, sex/love, and all kinds of fun. I don’t feel inspired by that. What's the problem, I don't think I've gone down a path I shouldn't have, I still use some of them now, but I've found something new. Artists always want to find their muse, and a lot of people spend their lives looking for it No, I'm luckier than them, I'm at the right moment, and I hold it in my hand."

Yu Chu still remembered this passage. After they met again, he came to watch his interview uninvited, and heard someone ask him, "Director Mo, we all know that you have directed many excellent movies. What inspired you?" Inspiration, or, what is your muse?" At that time, the other party smiled and provoked him, "Inspiration? Muse? I don't have so many imaginary things, I'm a pragmatist, but it's just—— Masterpieces,spirits,embrace,kiss,sex,cakesandale.I'maddictedtothese."

He remembered Mo Ci's mocking smile, and the arrogant attitude of the other party. It was actually the Mo Ci he was familiar with, and more precisely, the Mo Ci that everyone was familiar with.

But now Mo Ci is no longer like this, at least in front of him, he took the initiative to compromise his original path, he took the initiative to believe things that he didn't believe in, all because of him.

He loves him, but Mo Ci is in front of love.

"My love, I won't say your name here. It's not out of cowardice, but out of piety. I don't want you to be judged by anyone because of this. It's enough for me to bear it. Of course, You just need to love me."

"It's not the sweetest love story I've ever said, but I want to tell you the last one, because I probably haven't said it before."

"I love you, but in fact, you are in front of love, and I am in front of love. We are all precious, dear, which is much more precious than love itself."

"Your is not a pilgrim, let alone a god's Mo Ci."

Mo Ci ended like this.

Stendhal left several Italian words on his epitaph, "Henry Bell, Milanese, wrote, loved, and lived".

Three words sum up a lifetime.

It seems nothing more than that, but it is actually earth-shattering.

For a writer, love is before survival, after writing, love maintains the spiritual and the mundane.This is his value sequence, but it is not a set of guidelines that everyone needs to follow.

Perhaps, I prefer to say that love can actually be ranked behind many things, it may be the pursuit of art, it may be the banner of freedom, it may be the voice of self, it is not a big deal.

A person's life is far from being born for love, living because of love.

In this life, a person is born for "I" and lives because of "I".

This is the reason why Mo Ci fell in love with Yu Chu, and this is the reason why Yu Chu fell in love with Mo Ci.

Likewise, this is the truth that "I" always loves "I" myself.

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(1) In Mo Ci’s award acceptance speech, Stendhal was used in a passage, “Love has always been very important to me, and it can even be said to be my only major event. However, most of these women did not give me love It was an honor. They did, however, enrich my life, and after them my work came.”