Jin Xinyi was stunned.
This scene was supposed to stop for a while to make sure that there were no problems before he appeared.
But why did he change it?
" Jin Xinyi, try to pass it in one go!"
Zhang Yongxin added.
Jin Xinyi knew that the show just now was enough.
"Good!"
Jin Xinyi took a deep breath.
He had been waiting for this moment. He knew that his emotions and state had reached their peak. There was no way he would make a mistake.
At this moment, Bai Cheng was hiding on the ground in the house. He looked a little absent-minded as he looked ahead.
Then he closed his eyes, his chest heaving up and down violently. His heart was very restless.
He didn't know what this moment, the moment when the full stop was drawn, meant.
All he knew was that all the things he wanted to write, all the pent-up feelings and struggles he had been feeling for a long time, were finally released at this moment.
After a night of rehearsals, he was already very familiar with the arrangement of the camera. There was no need for the director to shout.
Special shots, seven-body shots, mid-range shots, long-range shots, deep-focus shots, overhead shots, over-shoulder shots, main perspective shots, overhead shots...
All the cameras, when to use which camera, were being adjusted rapidly.
For this scene, it could be said that Zhang Yongxin had mobilized all the cameras that the production team could use. One word stood out: biased!
At this moment, the door opened. Jin Xinyi, who was always carrying a briefcase in his suit and leather shoes, walked out.
As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Bai Cheng hiding on the ground with papers scattered all over the floor. His heart tightened, and he said,""Yucai? What's wrong, Yucai?"
He knelt on the floor with one knee and shook Bai Cheng's arm as he said,""Yucai, you…"
Bai Cheng didn't open his eyes. He just waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Bai Cheng suddenly laughed.
This was the first time he had smiled in days. It was an innocent and relieved smile.
Jin Xinyi saw Bai Cheng smile and then looked at the paper on the floor. A thought occurred to him. He asked in a low voice,""It's done?"
Bai Cheng didn't answer. His breathing gradually calmed down, indicating that his heart was still not calm.
"Did it work?" asked Jin Xinyi.”
Bai Cheng nodded.
Jin Xinyi hurriedly got up and searched for the last draft in the messy room. Finally, he saw a stack of about forty to fifty pieces of paper on Bai Cheng's elbow.
He quickly took it and sat cross-legged on the ground. He took a look and asked,"So, what I'm holding now is the manuscript of the first modern vernacular novel in the Dragon Country? And I will be the first reader?"
When he said this, there was a pious look on his face.
Hearing his words, Bai Cheng opened his eyes.
Just now, it meant that he might have done something very extraordinary.
Jin Xinyi, on the other hand, was anxious. He said regretfully,""You said, you said that if I had known that you would succeed, I would have brought a camera and recorded this historic moment. I, this, sigh!”
His sigh was the same as everyone else's.
As the beginning of modern literary history, this scene was indeed worth recording.
Now, he could only see it in prints, oil paintings, Chinese paintings, and other paintings. He could only see it in some memories, and in movies and television works.
This was truly a great regret.
Jin Xinyi was reading the manuscript excitedly, while Bai Cheng was lying on the ground, staring up.
He didn't know what he should be thinking about. Would this novel be able to achieve the effect of enlightening the deaf? How would people interpret his novel in the future?
He lay down and lit a cigarette, just like how he usually did when he woke up early.
"The intense ones are fast, the peaceful ones are fast, and even the decadent ones are fast.”
"It's not full contempt to say that you're looking down on someone. Silence was the highest form of contempt. The highest form of contempt was silence, and not even turning his eyes away.”
"When I am silent, I feel full; I will open my mouth and feel empty at the same time.”
He thought about what he had said and felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.
" The Madman's Diary, Preface, Jun Kunzhong, Hidden Now…"
"Yucai, why isn't it signed?" Jin Xinyi asked. Yucai, who is this child's father?”
Bai Cheng turned around and looked at Jin Xinyi.
Strictly speaking, he was reading the manuscript in Jin Xinyi's hand.
Yes, who was the father of the child?
Or rather, what name should he sign?
Bai Cheng reached out his hand, and Jin Xinyi put the paper in his hand.
He took out the first piece of paper and turned over to put it on the ground. His heart was filled with indescribable emotions.
Then, a tear fell from his eyes before he realized it.
Bai Cheng dipped the ink in the ink bowl and made a circle with the brush. Then, he wrote the word " Lu " on the paper.
This word was his mother's surname.
After writing this word, he fell into deep thought for a moment and raised his head to look ahead.
Finally, he lowered his head and wrote the second word under Lu.
Fast!
Lu Xun!
After he finished writing, he threw the brush aside and picked up the paper. Staring at the two words, he handed it to Jin Xinyi and lay back down, sighing deeply.
Jin Xinyi looked at the two words in confusion.
"Zhou Shu Ren, from now on, you will be called Lu Xun!" Bai Cheng said.”
"Lu Xun! Lu Xun!"
Jin Xinyi repeated the word.
At this moment, if this was a real scene in history, they probably wouldn't know that this word, this simple name, would become a cultural symbol, a sharp blade thrown at a certain group of people.
They would not know that many years later, when many children saw this name appear in the catalog, they would think of the fear of being dominated by the first line of the text," Read and recite the entire text, and write down the paragraph."
Save the child!
"Good!"
"Stop!"
Finally, in front of the monitor, Zhang Yongxin shouted to stop.
Then the script supervisor hit the board.
Everyone fell silent.
They had a premonition that they might pass.
However, the decision was in Zhang Yongxin's hands.
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