Accidental rental

Speaking of it, the consumption level of this private theater is not low, and the layout should be high-end and grand, but because of the boss's straight-male aesthetic, it has become a bit gaudy.

Rose petals were sprinkled on the light pink bed sheet, and it was very old-fashioned to form a heart shape. There were many pillows on the bed, probably for the convenience of watching movies, but there were two heart-shaped pillows, big red, It's a little hard to see at a glance.

Bai Yunhuan cleared her throat, and became picky: "Look at the room you booked, it's of such taste."

"...It's okay, once the lights are turned off, you can't see anything."

When Liang Xuan heard him ask this question, he felt happy instead, "Have you and Li Yang ever been to a couple's room before?"

"Nonsense!" Bai Yunhuan felt a little queasy when he heard Li Yang mentioned, and quickly changed the subject, "Okay, don't mention him, if you want to watch a movie, hurry up and play it."

Perhaps it's the boss's personal preference. Most of the overnight shows are obscure literary films. The first two are all religious fables. Bai Yunhuan doesn't know much about this aspect. The screen explains in a low voice, about the wolf that is a metaphor for the Holy Spirit, and the heavy rain that implies baptism...

Bai Yunhuan listened with a half-knowledge, fell asleep under the long white noise, his head fell back, and it was the first time he wandered off while watching a movie.

All the lights in the room have been extinguished, and there are two candle lamps dancing on the left and right of the bed, the night outside is already deep, maybe it is snowing - because everything is very quiet now, except for a few occasional noises from the movie. The monologue is the sound of Liang Xuan's breathing.

Perhaps the confined space is very suitable for warming up feelings. Bai Yunhuan felt that she was inexplicably palpitating, but this feeling was different from when she was with Li Yang before. It was not pure happiness or enjoyment, but mixed with a subtle sense of security. .

The passage of time has become indifferent, the content of the movie has become dull and boring... everything outside has become unimportant, only Liang Xuan is fresh and vivid.

The second movie is coming to an end, the male protagonist collapses in the bank lobby, and the wolf symbolizing the holy spirit runs on the highway and passes through the traffic in the city...

"I guessed you would be sleepy."

Liang Xuan turned her head and looked at Bai Yunhuan with a half-smile.

Bai Yunhuan was indeed sleepy. He half-lyed on the head of the bed and squeezed out two tears from the corners of his eyes: "No, I almost cried."

"..." Liang Xuan was quite speechless, "It's the first time I've seen someone tearing up a yawn, and it's so fresh and refined."

Bai Yunhuan curled his lips, chatted with Liang Xuan just now, but his drowsiness receded, he leaned out of the bed, touched a can of caramel popcorn and put it in his arms, and asked while eating: "You said you want to see These are the movies you made?"

"No, it's the next one."

When Bai Yunhuan saw what the next movie was, he expressed his deep "admiration" for Liang Xuan, rolled his eyes and asked him if he had heard of the myth about daffodils.

"It's the story of that handsome man who fell in love with his own reflection in the lake and finally died."

Liang Xuan raised her eyebrows noncommittally: "You mean I'm narcissistic?"

"Yes."

Bai Yunhuan pointed to the projection screen, "So, you took me to watch all night, just to watch your own movie?"

"This is my first movie."

Liang Xuan quibbled, "You fell in love with Rotary Wood because of this..."

"Bah!" Bai Yunhuan interrupted before he finished speaking, "I was deceived by the appearance for a moment, if I knew that Xuanmu was a big liar, I wouldn't like him."

Even though he said so, Bai Yunhuan lifted his spirits and turned his eyes to the projection screen. This was a movie released at Liang Xuan's graduation exhibition. Clear memory.

This is a good movie, with the rural atmosphere of China. Although it still continues the delicate style of literary films, it is different from the previous two. If Bai Yunhuan has to describe it, it is a sense of power—— When watching this movie for the first time, Bai Yunhuan only noticed the word "poverty" capitalized on the screen, but now watching it again, he can figure out the humanity and hope behind the poverty.

During the viewing, Liang Xuan said that his film seems a little immature now: "If you think about it carefully, you will still feel that some plots are really castles in the sky. This is a common problem of academics, too idealistic and romantic."

Bai Yunhuan sat aside and didn't speak. He thought that he hadn't reached the level of being able to pick and choose the script of Turning Wood.

However, Bai Yunhuan stared at the poor woman's face in the movie, and suddenly realized something. At the end of the movie, he said suddenly: "I can donate money, this is something I can do."

Even Hou Xingyun didn't expect Bai Yunhuan to propose such a plan: he would donate 50% of the commercial announcement fee he got, and also wanted to set up his own fund for charity.

"I would be less surprised if it came from someone in their 40s and [-]s."

Hou Xing turned the pen in his hand, "You should think about it, after all, this involves all your future career... If it's just to neutralize a person in this turmoil, I don't think it's necessary at all, even if you don't do it, I can handle it for you too."

"No, I've already thought about it."

Bai Yunhuan said seriously, "Even if the Bai family can raise ten children, it's no problem for me, and it's useless for me to save so much money."

Hou Xingyun raised his eyelids, his eyes fixed on Bai Yunhuan, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, you have ambition."

That night, Bai Yunhuan posted a notice on his personal Weibo, informing fans briefly and forcefully that all the remuneration of "Ocean Blue" will be used to establish a fund, and every follow-up announcement fee, no matter how much, will use 50% for charity cause.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't mention anything about his life experience, it was just a simple notice.

Afterwards, this notice became a hot search again. Bai Yunhuan didn't know how it was hyped up in the public opinion. He turned off the phone screen and let out a long sigh of relief.

A knot in his heart seemed to be finally untied. He remembered that he was worried about what kind of negative news his family background would bring him, but he never thought that he could use his own resources to help more people.

And this may be due to Liang Xuan, no matter whether this guy is intentional or not...I insist on taking him to watch the movie about the impoverished mountainous area after his family background is exposed.

After a long absence, Bai Yunhuan took the initiative to send Liang Xuan a WeChat message, with only two words: Thank you.

On the other side, he straightened his nose and put his face up, made a voice call and returned, and said, "Just saying it won't work, you have to remember to owe me a favor, and save me the next year's schedule."

???

Bai Yunhuan had a new understanding of his thick skin: "What's the matter with you?"