China Entertainment King of Science Fiction

Chapter 291 The Aurora is coming again

The woman combed her hair in front of the mirror, picked up the lady's bag, carried the bag on her shoulder, changed her high heels at the entrance, and told her son who was lying on the coffee table to do her homework, "I want to pay today.

Night shift, be good at home, don’t go out, do you hear that?”

The little boy, who seemed about ten years old, showed some reluctance on his face: "I'm a little scared..."

The woman's tone couldn't help but feel a little distressed: "How old are you? You are ten years old, you are a little man, are you still afraid of ghosts? Besides, this is not the first time my mother is on night shift, aren't you listening again?

Xiaohu tells a ghost story? I think you just don’t have a memory... Tonight, my mother will allow you to sleep in the living room with the lights and the TV on, but you must finish writing your homework first. Do you hear it? If the teacher will tell me your homework tomorrow

Be careful of your ass if you don't finish it!"

A series of comfort and advice seemed to comfort the son's fear, and the woman's expression softened again: "By the way, if someone knocks on the door, don't open the door for strangers casually. Do you hear it? Just shout loudly if you have anything, your neighbors will all

It's the uncle and aunt you know. If you really feel too scared, go to Aunt Su's house opposite, and you say, "Aunt Su, my mother is on night shift, I'm afraid." But don't always make trouble with Xiaohu, don't mess with you.

Don’t let him tell you ghost stories for his toys, remember?"

The boy nodded obediently: "I understand!"

The woman bent down and pointed at her cheek: "Kiss one."

M--Ah!

The woman patted her son's head: "Do your homework well! I locked the door. The key is on the water dispenser table. Use the key to open when going out!" She turned around and closed the door and locked the door.

The woman went down the stairs, walked out of the building door, and came to the narrow street, untied the bicycle chain tied to the tree, looked up at the night sky and rode on the road between two six-story residential buildings.

superior.

The colorful aurora in the night sky is decorated with the quiet Milky Way.

Back at the boy's house, the little boy's obedience and reluctance disappeared instantly after his mother left, and he jumped around on the sofa excitedly, then spread out on the coffee table and wrote less than half of his homework. He just kept it straight away.

The dustproof cloth covered on the TV was lifted and the switch was pressed.

After a moment of nervousness, the little boy seemed to shout "Who is it?", but soon realized something was wrong and closed his mouth.

The little boy walked to the window, opened the curtains, opened the window, and tried to stretch his hands as much as possible. It seemed that he wanted to reach an antenna composed of several long metal rods installed on the upper edge of the window.

In short, this kind of imagined thing coupled with the increasingly intense and dangerous soundtrack made Lu Xiao and his girlfriend hold their breath.

"clever!"

It just happened to be in the sight of the boy lying on the window in annoyance!

This change caused a laughing laugh in the theater. It seemed that the "two faces" revealed by the little boy could still resonate with the audience.

The little boy stood quietly in the darkness, not daring to speak or even breathe. After two or three seconds, just as the audience and the little boy began to relax their vigilance, the knock on the door suddenly rang out.

!

"Hiss-" a gasp sound.

The picture of the entangled figure appeared again, but it soon came to an abrupt end. The picture no longer shook, and the background music suddenly stopped.

This made Lu Xiao's vague expectations a little disappointed, because he was almost certain that this TV must be a science fiction prop, just like a walkie-talkie.

A half-hidden figure hidden under the trees on the roadside, under the dim street lights, appeared in the camera. It was a woman in her thirties, looking up at the residential building with a expressionless face, as if she was

Look at one of the windows.

The camera did not give anything to the ground, only the man's upper body.

The boy seemed to want to shake the antenna in hopes that the TV will return to normal.

"Damn it! Don't!"

At this time, Lu Xiao didn't care that his girlfriend was holding his arm more and more forcefully, and he was also substituted by the sudden high-energy plot.

The boy also reacted quickly, squatted down and panted nervously against the wall. Although he could not imagine what was happening in the window opposite, his intuitive danger warning made him realize the situation.

wonderful.

"Good guy, the Signal Universe?"

Two family buildings separated by narrow roads, dim street lights cannot illuminate the road. Only yellow and white lights are drawn from the curtains that reveal the afterglow through the curtains.

The audience in the theater made a commotion for the first time since the beginning of the film.

This seemed to make the boy relieved, but after a moment of being stunned, he quickly closed the window and pulled the curtains, came to the TV and turned off the TV, which was no longer snowflakes but dark, and ran away.

Go to the door and turn off all the lights in the living room.

A middle-aged man with a humble expression and beard appeared in the camera. He held a knife stained with bright red blood in his trembling hands, gasping for breath and looking down at the ground.

"It seems that this should be the timeline of the past..." Lu Xiao confirmed in his heart that as a senior movie fan who has been watching the movie and TV series version of "Signal" countless times, he is the Mirage, which is the signature of "Signal"

The science fiction routine is still very familiar. Since the name of the movie contains the word "signal", it must have been connected with the past and present through some kind of "communication tool".

The boy who was gasping tightly against the wall and breathing for some reason came to his breath. He slowly raised his head and poked his head out of the windowsill.

"Smart! It's rare that such a normal child appears in a movie and TV series, so it's not a bento..." Lu Xiao once again gave praise in his heart.

The unshaven man was still gasping for breath, his messy hair was wet with sweat and drooped on his forehead. There was still a hint of fierceness in his eyes, and a knife in his hand was bright red.

The curtain opposite the little boy's eyes had been pulled up, and even the lights had gone out.

"I'll go!"

Similar tone auxiliary words keep ringing.

The woman was riding a bicycle, looking up from time to time to admire the beautiful aurora. The streets passing by were quite nostalgic in the past, and it looked different from the Chinese city today.

A man and a little boy are interacting with sight.

But it was still only one second, and the audience still did not see the faces of the person in the picture clearly, nor did they know what happened in the shaking picture. Maybe it was domestic violence or personal violation?

One opened the curtains half and opened the curtains with the other one. The windows half-closed were facing each other.

In fact, just from the arrangement of women's room, the style of the TV and bicycles in the living room, it can be directly judged that this is definitely not the current Chinese country.

Adding the slightly dim filters of the past background, it looks like an oil painting.

"Isn't this the aurora in "Signal"?"

Lu Xiao couldn't help but praise in his heart, although he was a child, it didn't seem to be the "seeking death" character in some suspense thrillers that made people anxious and wanted to come forward to remind him in his ears. He didn't give up his wisdom, for this.

In thriller movies, people who are alert and alert, especially children, are often devoted to greater love and feelings.

Yu Xiaoling turned her head and approached her boyfriend: "Is the little boy the protagonist?"

At the same time, the camera suddenly turned to another picture, the perspective kept shaking, but it seemed that the two people were fighting, and the background music began to gradually become dangerous and nervous.

However, this scene lasted for only one second and returned to the little boy.

The little boy's actions also seemed to connect the hearts of the audience in front of the screen, making the breathless audience unable to let go of their breath.

While the boy was watching the animation with relish, the TV suddenly lost its signal and was covered with snowflakes.

"So decisive."

But it made Lu Xiao feel even more chilling in his heart.

Yu Xiaoling also kept nodding: "I am the same as you, but I also have to record the original position of the remote control to facilitate restoration..."

Lu Xiao and his girlfriend Yu Xiaoling leaned against each other, and laughed out loud: "I was like this when I was a child. Every time my parents had something to go out at night, I would show an unhappy and reluctance. In fact, I was in my heart.

I was so happy that my parents quickly turned on the TV as soon as they left."

The shaking scene of fighting and entanglement flashed again, and there were also shouts of male and female voices.

The knock on the door was not loud, and it was not urgent. Instead, it seemed... very polite.

Thinking from the perspective of others, if he was in the situation of a little boy, he would have done the same thing. If the boy was frightened and snatched the door, as the audience, he would probably vomit blood. It would be better to go out directly now.

Idea, but unfortunately, there seems to be no phone or cell phone.

Only two households did not have curtains on them.

"grass!"

Tian Xinye fully utilized his artistic talent and his lens language here.

Lu Xiao replied with uncertainty: "It should be, I remember there is indeed a shot of a little boy in the trailer."

All of these are clearly presented to the boy's sight.

Then I picked up the remote control, played it to the channel where the animation was being played, dragged a small stool, sat in front of the coffee table and watched the TV happily.

The camera returns to the narrow street where the woman rides a bicycle away.

However, most viewers have no intention of appreciating the director's beautiful lens language, but exclaim.

"Wow, this woman must have a problem!" Lu Xiao's "suspense nerve" was once again lifted up. His expectation of watching "Mirage" is itself a science fiction suspense. He adheres to the experience of watching TV series and movie version of "Signal" and is fully focused on it with his experience in watching TV series and movie version of "Signal"

He caught clues because he knew that DreamWorks was good at burying long lines and then suddenly detonated at the right time.

Yu Xiaoling grabbed her boyfriend's arm tightly. This plot of pulling the curtains open and discovering the "campus scene" opposite through the glass, and directly facing the murderer's eyes made her adrenaline high. For Yu Xiaoling, who is easily immersed in the plot

At this moment, the heart was as if it was grabbed by one hand and could not speak nervously.

However, the scene in this montage flashed still made the audience's nerves relaxed in the laughter just now tense again.

The man seemed to suddenly think of something, and pulled the curtains that had been exposed for a few inches of gaps and looked out.

The little boy slapped the TV with snowflakes buzzing a few times in dissatisfaction, but there was still no signal.

“Good!”

"TV reception antenna!" When Lu Xiao was young, he installed similar antennas at home, including pot-shaped and antenna-shaped, which could accept cable TV signals. He whispered to his girlfriend who was not sure what it was.

"What an aurora?"

Yu Xiaoling's grasp of her boyfriend's arm became even stronger.

The little boy's reaction made the audience feel good. Although the boy's previous recklessness made some people complain a little, this reaction made the boy not the kind that is common in film and television dramas that are alert and alert without any danger.

People who eat "bento".

The boy picked up the small stool, walked into the door step by step silently, gently put down the stool, and then stood on the stool, looking towards the cat's eyes.

A dim light shone out from the cat's eyes, and it should be that the knock on the door made the voice-controlled light illuminate.

The corridor was covered with yellow light, and there was no one to see.

But the audience's tense nerves did not let go of the slightest.

Suddenly a shadow flashed, and an eye appeared opposite the cat's eyes! The pupils filled the picture!

(End of this chapter)