Chapter 193: . There are as many tears as there is
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The Director of Music Department
- Layman black
- 1443 characters
- 2021-02-01 06:34:26
However, Wu Han found it strange and curious.
He raised his hand and glanced at the time. It was halfway through the movie, but until now, the content shown in the movie can be said to be more than warm, but it is slightly calm.
If the whole movie is so plain, no matter how warm it is, it will be difficult for this movie to make a difference.
Although it makes the audience indulge in the warmth created by "The Story of the Hachiko", the film has no conflicts. If you insist on saying something, it is only at the beginning of the story that Mrs. Lin did not agree with her husband raising a dog. But this is obviously not enough. At least for a movie, it is not enough.
The plot continued, and most people did not notice any problems, but Wu Han's eyes widened.
Because on the big screen, Xiao Ba, who has always been reluctant to pick up the ball, suddenly willing to pick up the ball, and still actively bit on Professor Lin’s trousers, asking him to accompany him to play, Professor Lin seemed extremely happy, he seemed to be immersed in it. Xiao Ba was willing to accompany him to play the game of picking up the ball. Even on the way to work, he held the game props of him and Xiao Ba.
Because he felt the difference in this plot.
He is keenly aware that this plot is a very critical node, why did Xiao Ba suddenly change?
As a director, he knows this kind of routine too well. According to the rules of the movie, the first suppression and then the increase, or the first increase and then the suppression, will definitely appear.
Then Xiao Ba's abnormal behavior is definitely not random, but it means that something big will happen.
The fact is also true.
In the open class, Professor Lin finished playing a piano piece and told the students his understanding of music. He suddenly felt a palpitation. At this time, the students didn’t know what was happening. Professor Lin held the small ball and thought hard. He stood up, however, in the end he failed to hold it or fell...
The students got up in a panic, and in the slow motion, the little ball was still tightly held in the hands of the professor...
The professor has not been able to wake up again, he is gone.
In the cinema, many audiences who were immersed in the warmth and could not extricate themselves were confused at this moment.
The warmth before, like a well-designed trap, pulled the audience in step by step, so that the sudden accident made all the audience's minds blank at this moment.
It wasn't until the camera turned to Xiao Ba who was still squatting on the flower platform of the old station, the audience came back to their senses. When Xiao Ba looked helplessly at the entrance of the station, all of a sudden, everyone felt distressed. .
At this moment, many people wondered why the Hachiko was so abnormal before. It should have realized that something bad was about to happen, so it tried to keep it by picking up the ball that it had been unwilling to do. the host.
The small vendors at the station, the aunt at the fruit stand, and the uncle at the pancake stand have all left work.
The man in the security room lowered his head and looked at his watch, and then at Xiao Ba who was lying on the flower stand. In the snowy winter, the sky was already dark and its jaw was pressed against the ground. While the camera was close-up, there was a burst of noise. There was a slight rush, as if Xiao Ba was crying.
It didn’t shed tears, but many viewers in the movie theater at this moment couldn’t help covering their mouths. They all knew that Xiao Ba knew it. It was so smart that it could even foresee the owner’s surprise and want to use it all the time. Unwilling to pick up the ball to keep him. How could such a clever Xiaoba not know that its owner has actually left the world forever, and will never show up from the station exit he is familiar with?
It knows, but it still has to wait, because in the life of its owner, the eight-gong is only a part of it, but in the life of the eight-gong, its owner is its life, everything in it, and the meaning of its existence.
In the end, Xiao Ba still did not wait for the master's figure to appear, and Professor Lin's son-in-law took Xiao Ba back home.
If in the first half, warmth is the main theme of the whole play, then at this moment, everything is the opposite.
That night, the lights in the home did not go out. Xiao Ba stayed in the small nest that the professor gave him when he first entered the home. Through a small gap, he looked at this black and white world, and then he listened to Lin. Madam's crying sounded through the night.
Xiao Ba did not show up at the funeral of Professor Lin the next day.
It came to the station as usual, squatted down on the opposite flower platform as usual, watching the vehicles driving to the distance in the early morning.
Looking at the people coming and going, trying to find a familiar figure.
At sunset and the moon rose, the only thing that did not change was Xiao Ba. It was still lying there, quietly waiting for its master.
As night fell, it was another night with heavy snowfall. The staff at the station knelt down, looked at Xiao Ba with some helplessness, and said seriously: "You don't have to wait for him anymore, he will never come back again."
At that moment, everyone seemed to be able to capture the sadness in Xiao Ba's eyes.
The heavy snow covered Xiao Ba’s hair. As for the station staff, Xiao Ba hadn’t heard anything. He suddenly smiled. It was a helpless smile. He knew this was Xiao Ba’s persistence, so he touched Xiao Ba. Hair.
Wu Han didn't know why, he was panicked, and at this moment, there were bursts of weeping in the theater.
Even Li Yi's eyes were red at this time, and his lips were biting.
It was completely different from the annoying look that had been ranting about before.
Mrs. Lin sold the house and left this city without her husband. Xiao Ba was adopted by Professor Lin’s daughter. However, it escaped that day. In the gray lens, the scenery flew by, and it was running breathlessly, passing through After passing through the grove of dead branches and leaves, crossing the endless fields, it finally returned to the price of its life.
However, this house has changed to a new owner, so it returned to the flower platform opposite the old station, and squatted down obediently as it had originally agreed with the man. When it got tired, it squatted down, with its jaw pressed to the ground. , His eyes still didn't immediately pass the entrance of the station, looking for the figure among the crowd.
It never gave up waiting. Does it know that the owner will never show up again? It is so smart, should you know it? Or it is actually not that smart, so it continues to wait, waiting for a certain moment, its male owner will appear in front of it again and play with it.
The professor's daughter took it home again and tried to chain it, but Xiao Ba didn't eat or drink. The professor's daughter suddenly seemed to understand something. She unlocked the chain that had tied Xiao Ba and opened the closed door. Said to Xiaoba: "Maybe, I can understand you."
Xiao Ba looked at the professor's daughter, as if saying goodbye seriously.
At this moment, no one in the theater came out laughing, everyone's eyes were red, and many people were already in tears.
It was still that familiar place, Xiao Ba returned here, still in the squatting posture, occasionally it would get down, but its eyes never left.
The passing trains and the people coming in and out can always cheer up Xiao Ba for the first time, but it never finds the familiar figure or smells the familiar smell, so it is always disappointed again and again. , With it only despair and cold.
At night, it sleeps in the corner next to the station. The first train in the morning wakes it up, and it squats down obediently to the place agreed upon by its owner and continues to wait.
Whether it is windy, rainy, or snowy, no matter how many times it has been disappointed, its presence is always there.