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"Uncle, you are wrong, ghosts are real!"

Du Caige felt that it was necessary to correct the child's three views, and said seriously: "Ghosts don't exist."

"It just exists!"

"Then tell me, where is the ghost?"

"Hee hee, you are!"

"Me? I'm not a ghost, I'm a human being."

"No, you are a ghost."

"I'm not," Du Caige was annoyed and funny, "It's reasonable, ghosts can't use cell phones to make calls! Ghosts don't have a physical body, and they can't even dial numbers."

"Look, are you admitting the existence of ghosts?"

Only then did Du Caige realize his language problem, "No, I'm not a ghost, stop talking nonsense."

"You are a ghost, my master said you are a pervert."

"Pfft... well, how about it, I'm not feeling well these few weeks," Du Caige couldn't laugh or cry, "I can't go to rehearsals during this time, so tell your master."

"Hey, uncle, you are so stingy."

Du Caige could imagine the cute look of her pursing her lips.

But no matter how cute you are, you can't say I'm a pervert. This is a matter of principle.

It's been so long since time travel, and I haven't had a big meal yet.

Just like that, why do you call yourself a pervert?

As for the original owner, that's not a pervert, just stupid, and scum.

……

Film critic Li Sanming has already reviewed "Those Years" three times.

For this micro-movie, he is already amazed.

It's not that this movie is too badass.

Frankly speaking, although this movie was shot very well, after all, the budget is only 300 million after the publicity is added. Even if Jiang Youxi was hired as the leading role thanks to the director's personal relationship, the heroine and a lot of supporting roles have acting experience insufficient.

In terms of post-production, it can also be seen that the crew is in financial constraints.

So this movie, well, but that's about it.

If sent for evaluation, it is possible to win some less important awards.

Then it is estimated that the online box office will be very good, and the word of mouth will be very good.

But after all, this is a micro-movie with an investment of 300 million.

No matter how awesome it is, it won't go anywhere.

The point is, this is the first assignment that newcomer director Hemingway turned in. (In the depths of a hundred flowers is just a short film, not a movie)

From this assignment, it can be seen that Hemingway's shooting techniques are as proficient as a veteran, and his skills are as solid as a 50-[-]-year-old director;

If you give Hemingway a budget of 3000 million, no, 6000 million next time, what can he shoot?

Thinking about it in this way makes people think about it.

Li Sanming brushed three times earnestly, preparing to write a full movie review.

He already liked the movie, and he got paid again, so of course he had to brag about it.

And to blow it well, it has to make the audience feel reasonable after watching it, and you can't blow it in embarrassment.

After all, he's not exactly bad money, is he?

He didn't want to ruin his career for taking a cute little buck.

The small notebook is spread out on the table, and once he has any inspiration, he will press pause and write it down immediately.

"In other words, these songs are really hard to listen to. Afterwards, the full version of these songs should be available on major music platforms, right? The pure music is also very good. Will there be an original soundtrack? If so , I have to buy, buy, buy, it sounds so good."

The plot or something is good, but he has seen too many movies.

I have eaten 99 points, and I have eaten 30 points that are difficult to swallow.

Now I come across an excellent movie with a score of 85, of course I think it is delicious, but that’s it.

But this soundtrack is different.

He can give this soundtrack 102 points.

The extra 2 points is to hope that, Dad Hemingway, you will make less movies in the future and spend more time making good music!

As a filmmaker, you're just top-notch.

But as a musician, you are the only one!

Li Sanming slapped his forehead.

Yes, this complaint can be written in a movie review.

It is estimated that many viewers will resonate.

He has even thought of the title of the film review.

"Top class movie, super class music!"

Saying "Those Years" is a top-notch movie, his conscience doesn't hurt at all.

Because in his opinion, the quality of this movie is almost between second-rate and first-rate.

Now the ratings on Yuanguang Video, Fleeting Video and Tomato Video also illustrate this point.

If this movie is really unbearable, fans will not buy it.

After all, fans of Hemingway are not fans of his appearance, but his talent.

Fans would be outraged to find out that he made a movie with less talent.

Well, since he's charged a lovely little money, isn't it too much to call a movie that's somewhere between second and first-rate a first-rate movie?

Not too much at all.

Everyone needs to have a meal.

He didn't speak against his conscience for the sake of dinner.

Even if the first half of the sentence is a little watery, the second half of the sentence is very solid.

The soundtrack in this movie definitely deserves the word "superior".

At least among the hundreds of movies he has watched in recent years, there are only a few dozen movies whose soundtracks can be compared with "Those Years".

And most importantly!There are many old songs used in the soundtracks of other movies.

And in "Those Years", more than half of them are original music!

This widens the gap.

After three swipes, Li Sanming thought about it and added a few words to his film review.

"Although Duan Tianhou's appearance in the easter egg was short, it was amazing. It was so beautiful! Personally, Hemingway is the director who made the most beautiful pictures of Duan Tianhou."

"And judging from the easter eggs related to Duan Tianhou, if there is a sequel to "Those Years", it is likely to focus on the story of Lin He and the 'Ghostface Band', and Duan Tianhou, as the new lead singer of the Ghostface Band, is likely to be a sequel Blessed are the fans of Duan Tianhou!"

Chapter 361 Hemingway, You Are Too Idle

Yang Liqi made up his mind and abruptly closed the post bar.

Playing Tieba is really poisonous, now it's time for dinner, he has been playing Tieba all afternoon.

First I read the posts, then I started posting myself, and then I got into a fight with a few bullshits.

First, I quarreled in the middle layer, and then I made a post to quarrel, and then I called several brothers who played games together on ll to help me quarrel...

An afternoon...isn't it nice to use it to play games!

Now that I think about it, I'm so stupid.

With his head swollen, he opened the Yuanguang video network and continued to watch "Those Years", planning to bite the bullet and finish it before going out for dinner.

He originally thought that he would feel particularly difficult because he was dizzy and hungry.

As a result, those vivid dialogues, interesting and easily substitutable stories allowed him to quickly cheer up and concentrate on the plot.

Sometimes I sigh because of the misunderstanding between the hero and heroine, sometimes I smile honey because of a very funny stalk, and sometimes I think deeply because of a golden sentence.

When encountering dialogues and scenes that he thinks are very meaningful, and fragments that he thinks contain metaphors and tributes, he will go back and watch them over and over again.

Under Wen Xinran's urging, Lin He was successfully admitted to the Modu Conservatory of Music.

But his score was not high, he didn't pass the "music performance" and "composition and composition technology theory" that he missed most, and he was only transferred to the unpopular folk music department.

But he still has a prestigious school.

But Wen Xinran failed the exam.

Because her grandma is very superstitious, she asked someone to ask for talisman papers on the eve of the exam, and asked for a folk prescription (the ingredients are very disgusting, such as spider legs), boiled it into a soup, mixed it with the talisman papers, and then tricked Wen Xinran into Let her drink the tranquilizer.

Wen Xinran was poisoned that night and was admitted to the hospital. The next morning, she struggled and ran out of the hospital to take the exam, but she was still half an hour late and was not allowed to enter the exam room.

Although one of the exams was missing and his body was weak, Zhenxue Bawen Xinran still got a score close to the first line.

However, she was not satisfied. She told Lin He that she had to repeat her studies for another year and must be admitted to the prestigious Fuda University.

She looked at Lin He expectantly, and said something insincere: "You don't have to wait for me."

Lin He looked away and did not dare to look at her, and smiled a little shyly: "If the relationship lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night?"

During the summer vacation, Wen Xinran had already entered the re-reading class and began to review intensely.

On the other hand, Lin He hangs out in the music circle all day long, attends various parties, and even travels to an ancient city, playing and singing all the way to earn living expenses.

Although a girl expressed affection for him and knocked on the door to enter his room in the middle of the night, Lin He held back.

"Made, if this is an autobiographical movie, it must be you trying to beautify yourself." Yang Liqi complained.

Coincidentally, he also saw someone make similar complaints in the post bar.

Because in reality, what kind of person are you Hemingway? You are not a person, okay? You are a walking x-generator, a humanoid self-propelled seeding device.

At this time, he portrayed himself as a steadfast lover in the autobiographical movie.

Can you have some Bilian?

After complaining, Yang Liqi continued to read.

During the trip, Lin He had a burst of inspiration, composed a song, and then went to the teaching building where Wen Xinran was repeating to play and sing.

"I believe I can fly!"

"I believe I can touch the sky!"

“I thk about it every night and day.”

"sread y gs and fly away."

"I believe I can soar!"

"I see running through that oen door!"

"i believe i can fly! i believe i can fly!"

Yang Liqi shook his head, and after listening to this passage, he dragged it back and listened to it again.

"Sure enough, it's exactly as they said, it's too strong! Ahhhh! Hemingway, you are too careless, what kind of movie are you making, and you can write yours quietly, isn't it good to write your songs?"

"When will the original soundtrack be released, I must buy it!"

in the movie.

In Lin He's singing, Wen Xinran bathed in the sun like a fairy.

Standing in the corridor, she waved her hands downward, and then used her hands to make a gesture of wings—maybe it was a flower, or it might be a heart, these kinds of sayings have a market in the post bar.

Yang Liqi looked carefully and saw that Wen Xinran put his wrists together and separated his hands. This movement is indeed like wings, like flowers, and like holding a heart to Lin He.

Not good.