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Just because of Xia Xiqing's reply in the comment area, Zhou Ziheng was drifting away for a week. Every day when I have nothing to do, I just smirk at Xia Xiqing and do some weird things.
One day Xia Xiqingwo was watching a movie in Zhou Ziheng's bedroom, when he heard something going on downstairs, he found Zhou Ziheng and Zhao Ke downstairs, carrying two big cardboard boxes, and they didn't know what was inside. Everyone is hesitant.
"What are you holding in your hands? Let me help you."
"Oh, no need," Zhou Ziheng laughed dryly, kicked Zhao Ke's leg, "Let's go to the rooftop."
"Is there a key to the rooftop?" Xia Xiqing frowned suspiciously.
Zhou Ziheng nodded, "I asked for it from the property management yesterday." After speaking, the two of them went upstairs with the box on their shoulders.
When passing by him, Xia Xiqing glanced at the English on the box.
I always feel a little familiar, but I can't remember it for a while. It wasn't until before going to bed at night that Xia Xiqing remembered that he seemed to have seen a similar cardboard box at brother Xia Zhixu's place before, but his brother's place contained astronomical ccds and photographic equipment.
What did Zhou Ziheng do with that thing.
It's not surprising if you think about it carefully, brother Xia Zhixu studies astrophysics, and Zhou Ziheng studies physics, so it's normal for the two to have the same interests.
The selection of "Tracking" into the main competition unit of the Berlin Film Festival was not publicized at the beginning. It was not until the official announcement of the shortlist in early December that "Tracking" was officially announced on the official Weibo of the film, and at the same time it was announced that the schedule had been moved to the opening of the Berlin Film Festival that day.
[@电影追接官方微博: The movie "Tracking" directed by Kuncheng@城城城子, starring Zhou Ziheng@actor周自凯, Xia Xiqing@tsing_summer was rescheduled on February 3rd! The 1 minute and 30 second preview of "Fate Edition" was officially released. Live like an ant, fight for your life! ]
During the post-production period, Kuncheng and the production team also called Xia Xiqing several times to ask him for advice from the perspective of art, but Xia Xiqing is not a professional film art director, and he once declined, but Kuncheng insisted.
"You have a special status. You are not only a painter, but also Jiang Tong in the play. We need to show the world in his eyes from Jiang Tong's perspective."
Xia Xiqing immediately understood the meaning of Kuncheng. What he needed was to use artistic means to restore the world Jiang Tong saw as much as possible in the eyes of the audience.
On the day when the preview came out, Xia Xiqing was also very nervous, which was almost comparable to the first time he participated in his own painting auction. Different from Huahua, this film is his interpretation of a soul that is very similar to him with his own complete person. This kind of creation is extremely rare for him, and there may never be a second time.
So even though he had participated in the whole process of filming, his heart was still slightly shaken when he saw the trailer.
?Because it is the first trailer, it only lasts one minute and thirty seconds, so the content and plot that can be said are very limited. The opening scene is the picture of Gao Kun played by Zhou Ziheng sitting in the crowded and dilapidated small clinic. The close-up shots quickly switch between the two faces, the red-haired Gao Kun, who is full of hostility, and the doctor with stern eyes and disdainful eyes.
"You don't even tell me what's wrong with me?"
"Why, you still want to be terminally ill."
The door of the clinic was slammed shut, and the walls were covered with graffiti, with psoriasis-like small advertisements stuck to it, intertwined with the bright red paint printing of fake certificates, covering each other like people who have committed scandal.
In the camera, there are only a pair of legs that keep moving forward in the narrow muddy alley, and the black jeans are splashed with mud spots. The elongated camera shows the community that is as dilapidated as a rotting ant nest, and all kinds of people from the bottom society pass through. A ten-second shot is like a microcosm of the lowest world, the sound of abuse is mixed with shouts for children to go back to eat, yelling and selling are mixed with the piercing whistle of the congested culvert. But these are just background sounds, and the real voice-over is accompanied by those legs that keep moving forward.
[Your mother ran away after giving birth, she was tricked into giving birth! ]
[There are dog things that were born by mothers but not raised by mothers.] ]
[The father is also dead, and the grandmother will die again, and they will all live, and the nemesis will be one. ]
[What kind of work do you come to the city to do! Are you an adult? I don't dare to use child labor, so please don't delay my business! ]
[Hey, why can't you survive. Save what grandma, save yourself these days. ]
[Go to a big hospital if you have the ability! Poor and sick forever! ]
Those voices are getting louder and noisier, mixing together like countless out-of-control machines, and finallynbsp; Xia Xiqing specially made a flower basket with his own hands and asked fans to put letters in the basket, but not long after the event started, the flower basket was already full and could no longer be filled.
"Boss, many people have brought presents, do you accept them?"
Originally thought it was the norm in the fan circle, Xia Xiqing shook his head, "Gifts are not accepted, letters are fine."
"But there are too many presents. We put them in the corner of the outer hall at first, but now there is no room for them in that corner"
"Who asked you to pile it up? I have already said that you are not allowed to accept it." Xia Xiqing was wearing a black suit, pressing his earphones, and hurried to the outer hall, but he said again, "No, boss, They insisted on giving it because"
"Don't make excuses, I'll"
"Because they said it was a birthday present for you, and there was a big cake."
Xia Xiqing's footsteps stopped suddenly.
Birthday?
He slowly took out his mobile phone and unlocked the lock screen, December 21st.
Seems like it's really his birthday
Recently, he has been too busy and chaotic, and has no time to think about time. Besides, since the incident on his tenth birthday, he has never had a good birthday.
Looking at the girls waiting in line at the ticket inspection area, Xia Xiqing felt mixed emotions in his heart. They are very obedient, not noisy, no support, just quietly put the letter away, stuffed the gift to the staff, quietly, not even dare to say happy birthday, for fear of disturbing themselves.
It is a happy thing to be able to reap the love of others at any time.
Xia Xiqing called his assistant, "Go, help me buy as many flowers as possible, pink roses, for these girls, one for each of them."
The assistant quickly finished the matter, and gave flowers one by one to the fans while checking the tickets. Xia Xiqing cut the big cake with his own hands and shared it with everyone.
Soon, the assistant pushed another shelf covered with dark blue velvet.
"Mr. Xia, this is also a gift for you."
Xia Xiqing didn't have time, and he didn't raise his head, "I'll put it in the outer hall for a while"
"Would you like to take a look first?"
He raised his head and glanced at the shelf suspiciously. There was a card on the shiny velvet under the crystal lamp, which said happy birthday.
The moment Xia Xiqing saw the signature, Xia Xiqing couldn't help but startled.
from: thief.
He stretched out his hand, and his heart was pounding loudly, hitting his barren and empty chest every time, as if resonating with the things covered by the velvet.
Lifting the cover, what Xia Xiqing saw was an oil painting, in which a beautiful woman was sitting upright.
That was the mother he painted when he was fifteen years old, and it was also the first painting in his life to be auctioned.
After ten years of wandering and wandering, he finally returned to him.
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