After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

The images of are very old-fashioned, and people can tell at a glance that it has been many years ago.

However, everything in the room seems to be still at a certain moment many years ago, without any progress.

There are still developed photos hanging on the wall, and the characters on each of them have bright and shy smiles, and the wrinkles on their faces are squeezed together, as if they are embarrassed to face the camera lens.

I have been a craftsman all my life, and I am only used to dealing with wood and leather. It takes several months to polish a bunch of lifeless objects, and I spend my hard work and life to make the shadow puppets come alive in my hands.

But not good at dealing with the camera.

It's just that when I heard that the shadow puppet museum was going to be established and my photo would be hung on the wall to be known by everyone, I couldn't restrain the arc of my mouth while talking about not doing these things.

Finally changed into good clothes, nervous and uncomfortable in front of the camera, but still couldn't help smiling proudly, leaving his own appearance in the history of Baizhihu shadow puppetry.

But after that, a sudden change occurred.

No one came to see the Baizhihu shadow puppets anymore, and everything gradually declined.

Even the photos hanging on the walls are gradually fading and covered with dust.

Until... Yan Shixun pushed open the door.

The time that stood still that year seems to flow again, and the frozen scene is alive again.

The sound and video from the TV, as if penetrating through the dust in the room and the golden red light like candle lights, arrived from the past to the present, re-staged before the eyes of the visitors.

Zhang Wubing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the TV was turned off.

"My brain."

He walked over to look at the TV carefully, then raised his hand and tapped his head, and said with an embarrassed smile: "It seems that there is a section of black screen in front of the disc. When I turned on the switch, it happened to be playing that section, so When I left, I didn’t expect it to be open, so I left directly.”

After speaking, Zhang Wubing squatted down and stopped the CD player under the TV.

The picture on the TV was also frozen at the scene of the female shadow puppet figure kneeling on the ground.

The female shadow puppet figure is surrounded by the shadows of villagers, holding farm tools in their hands, and they seem to be yelling for something.

But the female shadow puppet figures only care about protecting another small shadow in their arms, as if they are dependent on each other for protection.

Yan Shixun stood with the backlight, staring at the TV with heavy eyes.

After a long time, he stepped into the room with his long legs.

The Martin boots fell on the concrete floor and stepped into the thick dust.

But Zhang Wubing muttered in a daze: "Strange, there is no electricity, how did you turn it on?"