I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

Although it is a gimmick, Chen Dao intends to keep improving.

He found someone to design the stage and costumes. Li Shanzhu, who was on annual leave, was also recalled by him urgently. Now he is spitting blood in Guan Xiaoheiwu to create a script. After the script is out, he will be rehearsed by several actors for thirty days.

Ningning didn't have many plays. After the arrangement was completed, Chen Dao had just stepped out of the door, and she chased from behind: "Chen Dao, you haven't told me who designed the movie theater. It's true. I'm renovating recently. House, I really like this style ... "

Guide Chen was entangled by her and had no choice but to give her an address.

He really is an acquaintance, not only Chen Dao's acquaintance, but also Ningning's acquaintance.

Ringing the doorbell, a middle-aged woman in a black cheongsam opened the door, his voice was full of male charm: "Are you?"

"Li ..." The Li demon almost shouted out, temporarily, "Hello Teacher Li, I'm Chen Dao's friend, Zhao Yufen."

"Oh, it's you." The famous **** makeup artist in the industry introduced her to the door, raised her orchid finger to hold the tea set, "Lao Chen has already said hello to me ... like black tea or green tea?"

"Green tea, thank you."

Longjing came to the table, and its color was green. Teacher Li sat down in front of Ning Ning: "I am not a professional designer. If your house is to be decorated, I may not be able to help ..."

"Mr. Li." Ning Ning opened the door to see the mountain road. "Have you ever been to the Life Cinema?"

After that, she stared at his face.

If he hadn't been there, he would have been bewildered to hear the name, but if he had been ...

The friendly smile of hospitality disappeared from Teacher Li's face, and he stared at Ning Ning.

"You have been there," Ningning said affirmatively.

"No, my woman has been there." Teacher Li got up and went back to the bedroom. When she returned, she was holding a folder full of information.

The folders are spread out on the table. The first page is a picture. In the dark night, there are two long white lanterns hanging on the door of an extremely old-style cinema. The lantern illuminates the words on the plaque: the cinema of life.

"Since you can tell the name, I guess you've entered this place just like my woman." Teacher Li suddenly thought of something and laughed. "No wonder, Lao Chen said that your recent acting skills have made great progress."

Ning Ning flipped through the folder in front of her. At first, it turned back page by page. Suddenly, she flipped back a few pages and turned to one of the pages.

There were no pictures on that page of paper, two pictures were affixed, two pictures were taken, one was a picture, the picture is an ancient painting, the content is very similar to the Qingming Shanghe map, there is a lot of traffic, pedestrians are connected, there are many shops on the street, dark The tiled white wall and the hanging plaque on the door looked gloomy and lively at first glance. After turning a few pages, I came back again and found that there was a tea house mixed in the shop.

There is a sign hanging on the door of the tea house, which says ...

"The theater of life." Ning Ning said softly, then looked up at Teacher Li, "This is it?"

"This is a copy of" A Picture of the River on the Qingming Festival. "Teacher Li said," Although it is a fake, the author is from the Ming Dynasty, so it can be regarded as an antique. I originally wanted to buy it, but the owner of the painting is very Like it, refuse to sell, just let me take two pictures. "

Ning Ning glanced at the photo again, it was ... too much.

Although the brand has been changed, the two long lanterns hanging down the door, especially the masked people standing at the door, look like the ancient version of Life Cinema.

Look at the other two photos. One is a yellowish novel on this page. The name seems to be five characters, but the first two can't see clearly, only the last three characters-Zhiguailu.

The other one is a paragraph in the book. The traditional characters are not very easy to read. Ning Ning is difficult to identify: "Jiangxi Longsheng, traveling with friends in Kaifeng at night, entered a tea house by mistake, and the seated people are masked. See Longsheng Two, ecstatic, chasing after him, and screaming for ticket evasion ... "

Thinking of this, Ning Ning said dryly, and asked Teacher Li: "Is all this written on ... all true?"

"I don't know." Teacher Li shook his head. "This kind of strange novels written by ancient people are true, false, and true. I can only say that if the above is true, then the cinema of life at least It already existed in the Ming Dynasty. Its name is not a movie theater, it is a theater of life. "

Ning Ning dumbfounded for a while. She also searched for information about the movie theater of life everywhere, but she didn't get much. She didn't know that it had been there since the Ming Dynasty, and she had another name.

"What else do you know?" She asked quickly.

"I don't know much." Mr. Li patted the folder on the table. "It would have taken me almost half my life just to collect these."

Ning Ning froze: "Why?"

"... Why not, just want to be prepared." Teacher Li said lightly. "In case one day, my woman can't get out of it, I at least know where to look at her."

Ningning was about to ask who your woman was, and a snorting cry came from behind her: "Dad, you're studying this **** again."

Ning Ning looked back again, a familiar face.

Li Boyue, her agent, is still a young man. She should be just working in the entertainment industry at a young age. As a newcomer, she should have been suffering for a long time, but he is lucky and I do n’t know why Jade people's favor, directly with him as a broker assistant.

"It's enough," he said impatiently to Teacher Li. "This is obviously a woman made up to lie to you. You can just believe it for a year or two. Why do you still believe when you are old?"

"She won't lie to me." Teacher Li stared at him.

Li Boyue rolled his eyes: "You are free."

He walked towards his room, slammed the door shut, and Teacher Li sighed behind him, embarrassed and said to Ning Ning, "My son, he has a bad character."

"... By the way, I will go to work with my friend tomorrow." Li Boyue's voice came from the door. "I don't want to continue working with that woman, and I'm upset to see her."

Strange, Li Boyue is an exquisite person who is a good friend with everyone. He can win even a curious star. Who makes him so intolerable ... and so on.

"I heard people say that your son is working next to Ning Yuren." Ningning tentatively asked Teacher Li, "What's wrong? Is Ning Yuren bad for him?"

"How is that?" Teacher Li laughed. "Even if she looks at me, she won't embarrass him."

Ningning felt something strange. He looked familiar with his mother, but she had never heard his mother mention him, and from the meaning of Li Boyue's words ... these two people ...

Ning Ning suddenly felt restless: "That ... your woman ... is it ..."

"Little girl." Teacher Li smiled and put a finger in front of her lips.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk further, Ning Ning didn't continue to ask because she was afraid to hear the answer ... Look at his long hair cheongsam dress, if the "my woman" mentioned in his words really means It ’s Ning Yuren. Ning Ning does n’t think she has a father, she thinks she has a mother!

"Okay, it's late, I should go to the crew to work." Teacher Li pushed the folder in the direction of Ningning. "You can take this."

Ning Ning froze a bit: "Can you?"

"It's okay, I still have it." Teacher Li laughed. "I'll give you this as a gift."

Seeing Ning Ning rejoicingly put away, he added another sentence: "Give me gifts, you can also send me something."

"... what do you want?" Ningning asked.

"You answer me first." Teacher Li stared at her. "Have you ever been to the Life Cinema?"

Many thoughts flashed in Ningning's mind, and she shook her head: "I haven't been ... I have been there with a loved one, and my health has been bad since I returned."

She was talking about Ning Yuren. If there were no accidents, it was from these years that Ning Yuren's physical condition was getting worse and worse. Now I want to think that this situation can only be caused by the cinema ...

"It turned out to be this way." Teacher Li believed, because he also wanted to save Ning Yuren. Ning Yuren's current situation is just as Ning Ning said. This answer made him feel relieved and disappointed, and sighed, "I would like to say, if you have been, can you tell me the address?"

Ning Ningxinxi: Even if I know the address, I can't tell you.

If you could tell, my mother had already told him, why wait for her to come.

"Actually, my woman told me the address, but I was afraid I wouldn't believe it. I used to read it, there was nothing in it, there was no cinema or mask, and people took it, and others couldn't see it." Teacher Li said suddenly, " Is it only she can see, or is she lying to me ... "

You can't see it because you are not on the verge of despair ...

"Old man, is it enough?" Li Boyue's voice sounded again, more impatient than before. "Not only you, I also went there five hundred times. Nothing, just a popsicle stall, saying she was a liar. You, you still don't believe ... "

In Li Boyue's thoughts, Ning Ning went out with Teacher Li. Ning Ning held a folder in his arms and said, "I'll go back and take a closer look to see if I can find any clues."

"Go, remember to let me know if there is a clue." Teacher Li exchanged her phone number with her.

After watching Ning Ning leave, he bowed his head and dialed out.

After a few beeps, the call was connected.

"Hey, old Pei." Teacher Li stuck her mobile phone to her ear. "Give me another copy of the information, which I have on hand? Here's a gift. A new kid, like us, has someone trapped inside. Looking at the cinema ... "

In the taxi, Ning Ning couldn't wait to look through the folders in his hand.

Ancient bizarre novels, tabloids of the Republic of China, ancient legends spread from mouth to mouth ...

Theater of Life, Cinema of Life, Mask, Mask Man ...

"There are so many people like me who have gone in, can't do without it." Ningning said, "There are so many people like Teacher Li who try to find people out of it. If they can't get out, just write it down. Let future generations watch and figure out how to fish. "

After sighing, Ning Ning stared at one of the pages. It was also a bizarre story. During the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, a villager named Zhao Da hurried on at night, passing by the theater of life and the gate of the theater. The goalkeeper was an alcoholic, and when he saw Zhao Da brought a bag of wine, he stopped him.

Zhao was furious: "There is no white wine in the world, what do you exchange for it?"

Goalkeeper: "Nothing to change, or should I let you in for a show?"

Zhao Da glanced at the dark theater, sneer: "It's all this, the actors are home to sleep, how can there be a show?"

The goalkeeper laughed and said, "Whenever there is a movie to watch, you will know when you go in."

Zhao Da also drank high, and thought that there were only half or two inferior wine left in his pouch, which was not a bad thing for him, so he took the pouch and threw it to him: "Okay, let the grandfather go in and see."

He walked into the theater with a sway and looked back halfway, sobering up.

I saw the gatekeeper unwrap the wine pouch, but did not drink, but kept sniffing under the nose. It seemed as if he could not eat food on the earth. He could only take a breath of wine, a tribute aroma, and a family burn. The fireworks and the strange scene made Zhao Da's legs soft.

Just then, the lights in the theater turned on.

The lights illuminated the masks, and groups of masked people sang and sang. In the tent curtain that was gradually opened, a woman's song came out: "In the mud under Ma Yanpo, Yuyan Kong died ..."

Zhao Data was dressed as Yang Guifei.

He soon returned from death. Not only that, but also the bad problems of wearing women's clothes, love to soak in hot springs, and love to eat litchi. He soon couldn't stand the poverty of his family, and came to the gatekeeper with an altar of wine .

The two went one by one. Without a ticket, the gatekeeper repeatedly put Zhao Dajin into the theater to watch the show.

Finally, one day, when Zhao Da came in, he was greeted by the theater, not those who were familiar with masks, not the pleasant flute and pipa.

It was a cold sound across the tent, "You evaded the ticket."

After reading this story, Ning Ning closed the folder and lingered for a while, then closed his eyes and sighed, "It turned out to be such a thing."

Zhao Da, who is a concubine of Yang Gui, and a goalkeeper of the greedy cup, worked together to interpret a story that is not known as a comedy or a tragedy, and revealed to Ningning the birth of the system of escape ticket punishment and ...