"Only what is played in a movie is a movie. Movies that are not released are just film and screen..."

Feng Yuzhong chewed this sentence repeatedly, and Li Yu took out a roll of tape and said, "You are the one you like the most."

"How do you know?"

"Treat differently, only this black tape is installed in a box. I think it should be..." Li Yu looked at the black tape and handed it to Feng Yuzhong: "How to show this thing? You should be more professional."

Feng Yuzhong said after being silent for a moment.

"This is basically the earliest movie. The one shown with a hand-crank projector is a silent drama without sound, a product of the Chaplin era. It was my first time to come into contact with the concept of [movie] and it is also the movie I cherish the most. I really didn't expect that I can still take it out and watch it in this way."

Lieutenant Feng Yu took out the black tape carefully and put it in the hand-crank projector.

The projector is well maintained, and things from a hundred years ago can still be used.

Turn off the lights in the room.

Li Yu found a seat to sit down. This was the first time he watched a movie in such a cinema full of the times, feeling the scenes of those rich players watching this novel thing a hundred years ago.

I recall when I was a child, projectionists were organized in villages in Zhenzi County to play movies on the lawn of open spaces. However, the movies at that time were not as old as before, and at least there were still sounds.

The movie begins to show.

The snowflake screen full of the sense of the times shows the era produced - 1902...

This is a movie a hundred years ago, the first product of the film industry era. At that time, Li Yu knew Chaplin, but there were more than one or two movies in the West.

"Because the expression of silent dramas is body language, you don't need to learn foreign languages ​​to truly appreciate them." Feng Yuzhong's eyes contain remembrance and obsession. After so many years, he hasn't seen movies.

At the beginning of the movie, a European and American woman in costume appeared.

Dancing in the middle of the screen is very different from the Broadway style that was popular in America at that time. Without the bold feeling, it has a unique gentle taste of the East, which was very novel in the movies at that time.

There is no line that is expressed entirely by exaggerated body language. From an acting perspective, it may be better than modern actors, the power that transcends language form without speaking.

As the movie was played, Feng Qiuxue and Wang Tianhu both felt that something was wrong with the movie.

"Why is the heroine in this movie a little strange..." Feng Qiuxue looked at the movie and murmured: "The other characters are moving, only the heroine is not moving."

The other protagonists in the movie are performing their own performances, vivid, exaggerated and elegant. Only the heroine, the gentle Western woman, after dancing a dance at the beginning, dragging her chin with her hands and looking at this side of the screen, her eyes soft and affectionate.

It seems to be separated from the other characters who perform exaggeratedly in the play.

Feng Qiuxue and Wang Tianhu really want to say that this is just a performance, but no matter how they hypnotize themselves, the heroine who does not conform to the logic of the movie seems too strange.

Feng Yuzhong stood up and slowly came to the front of the movie.

"Master, will there be danger? For example, it is a demon or a ghost..." Wang Tianhu asked nervously. He was completely convinced by Li Yu now. He had never seen a strange power in his life. He was not afraid of swords, guns, swords and halberds, cannons, fire guns, bricks, and fears of these things that could not be seen or touched.

"No, at least I didn't feel malice in her."

As soon as Li Yu finished speaking, Feng Yuzhong touched the big screen.

The moment you touch the screen, the surface of the screen spreads out like ripples.

The heroine on the screen jumped out along Feng Yu's fingers.

Feng Yuzhong finally met her paper man’s wife.

A beautiful and gentle oriental woman.

"How are you..."

Finally, it was still his favorite movie.

The moment I saw it, countless memories surged into my heart.

No matter what age or what harm you are, as long as you come here and see her, you will be able to get peace.

Finally, I could see this wife who was smiling like a flower, accompanying him for most of his life.

The two hugged each other.

......

"Her face..." Feng Qiuxue looked at the faceless woman jumping out of the screen in front of her, not knowing what to say, but was suddenly shocked. However, after being shocked, she didn't know why she felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

"What is she to you?" Li Yu said.

"It's just a character in the movie..." Feng Qiuxue honestly said that no matter how much his grandfather likes the woman in front of him, how magical the woman appears, for outsiders, this is really just a simple piece of paper man, and it's still a bit terrifying.

"So she is a faceless woman to you, and for the old man, this is her wife, so she has a face, and is the reality that he can see."

Li Yu could also clearly see the face of the paper man in front of him, and could see clearly with some spiritual vision and spiritual constitution.

It's a bit incredible that the Western movies are actually an oriental woman.

"Thank you, Master, for finding me out. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would never be able to come out to meet my husband again in my life..."

This oriental woman wearing a foreign dress gave Li Yu a very standard Chinese gift.

"I'm curious about your image..."

The paper man popping up in front of you is still different from the ordinary humans. The people in front of you have an old texture of black and white photos, which is completely out of place with the real texture of reality. The key point is the image of an oriental person, who is obviously a Western producer.

"The little woman has consciousness here, so she is naturally the image of this place." The woman smiled and said, "Master, please call me [Dream]..."

Dream...

"A good name, the world is like a dream. Who can know the troubles and who can break it..." Li Yu thought the name of this piece of paper was really good.

The paper man in front of him has a very high level of intelligence, understanding his name, self, and complex interpersonal relationships—

At this moment, the paper human panel in front of you appeared in front of you.

Name: Dream

gender:???

Race: God of Incense

Note: A beautiful dream like spring. In the age of disputes, the screen is like a whisper, giving others a peaceful night of sleeping soundly and a moment of quietness and peace.
Chapter completed!