I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

Decades of story shooting now, will naturally adjust again according to the current market, more subtle lines, better actors, more investment, and with the passage of time, the status of the director has been unparalleled .

Another audition.

Sure enough, two big coffees she wanted to tremble when she heard the name appeared. She auditioned and asked questions alone. When it was Ning Ning's turn, Chen Guanchao sat behind her desk and crossed her hands and said to her, . "

Ningning: "Monster."

Chen Guanchao: "Three words."

Ningning: "Ugly Bagua."

The character of the phantom character is that because of being ugly by nature, she was sold to the circus by her parents at an early age. After suffering hardships in the circus, she finally escaped and hid in an abandoned old theater. Later, the old theater Renovated and moved into a new theater team, she hid in the dark and saw the male lead Lu Yunhe as warm and beautiful as the sun.

Chen Guanchao: "What kind of phantom would you give the audience?"

Ning Ning lowered her eyes for a moment, then raised her eyes and sneered, "I will control them with fear!"

Even if it is covered in love, in the final analysis, this is a suspense thriller. The heroine is a serial killer. If you cannot control the audience with fear, then ... it will be expelled from the thriller! Go out and turn right to report on Valentine's Day!

This time, Chen Guanchao dropped his eyes and thought for a moment, then looked up at her: "Use a word to describe the phantom's love for the male lead."

Ningning answered without hesitation: "Exclusive desire!"

Phantom is inferior, even if she has a wonderful singing voice that no one else can. No one had ever loved her, nor had she loved anyone until the male lead appeared. In order to get him, she did everything she could, including killing, and including the imprisonment of the male lead at the end of the story.

"What do you think is the end of this love?" Chen Guanchao stared at her slightly.

Ning Ning paused for a moment, and then resolutely replied, "It is destruction!"

"You go back first." Chen Guanchao looked a little disappointed. He leaned back to the chair and called her from behind when Ning Ning was about to leave the door. "Think again, give me another three days later. The answer, tell me ... what is love to Phantom? "

what is love?

After returning home, Ning Ning turned on the computer. Li Boyue had sent her the resources of the old version of "Phantom of the Cinema". Who did she ask? She doesn't know what love is, so she has to ask Chen Guanchao herself, and the phantom of the year ... I rely on this ghost! !!

Of course, the picture quality of that year cannot be compared with today, but what is more spicy is the plot and the acting skills of the hero and heroine. No wonder this drama has no splash at all, and it is still the black history of Chen Guanchao from time to time. Slam it.

Ning Ning took a pen out of the drawer, watched a movie, took a line, and then came to the dressing mirror with a line of text, adjusted his state, and said affectionately, "Yunhe, I love you."

It wasn't her standing in the mirror, but Qu Ning'er, who was wearing a scorched Republican costume with long hair, and said to Ning Ning silently, "You don't believe you will fall in love at all. That pretty boy doesn't believe that boy will fall in love with you ugly. "

The cell phone rang, and Ning Ning blinked, and Qu Ninger in the mirror disappeared, still herself.

"Hello?" Ningning answered the phone.

"How is it?" Li Boyue's voice came from the opposite.

"Not sure yet, there is a question that has not been answered." Ningning asked him, "Li Boyue, what is love?"

"Wait a moment." After the clattering of a few keystrokes, Li Boyue's answer came from the opposite side, and Yan Yang frustrated as if a politician was giving a speech. "Love! It is the most wonderful thing in the world. You are watching the moon. I'm watching you! Love! The humblest thing in the world, you are in the clouds, I'm in the dust! Love! Yes ... "

"Stop !!!!" Ning Ning couldn't stand it. "Where did you copy it?"

"The acquaintance and Douban." Li Boyue restored her normal tone and analyzed her. "Chen Dao's heart is very artistic. If you want to impress him, you must be as artistic as he is, or more artistic than him! What is love? Right? Give it to me, and I'll give you a standard answer tonight! "

Resolutely popular, Li Boyue's schedule accurate to the second and then hung up the phone, presumably to write what love is.

"... Even if there is a standard answer, it is not necessary to wear clothes for a show." Ning Ning held his mobile phone and turned to look at the mirror.

The man in the mirror smiled gloomily at her. It was a smile on the ground that couldn't see the sun, and couldn't even warm the light.

"I know the pain of being called the ugly eight monster, I know the anger when people are laughed at for no reason, I hate this world! Since this world is so unfriendly to me, why should I be kind to it!" Ningning suddenly punched On the mirror, then screamed at yourself in the mirror, "So you come to tell me, how do you love someone? How do I love someone?"

A few minutes later, she slowly backed away, turned around and went out the door. After coming downstairs, she raised a hand to attract a taxi. She sat in the car and said, "No. 35 Rouge Road."

The car parked in front of the Life Cinema.

Ning Ning opened the door and looked down at the lantern, gate, doorman and poster in front of her.

It was not long before he left, and he came back again, but he passed away.

Taking a closer look, the poster in front of the door has been changed.

Title: "Scarlet Stage"

Starring, Tang Zhen, Cui Pingping

It's another movie she hasn't seen, and two more names she hasn't heard. On the poster is an old theater. On the stage, a pair of men and women, a man in a costume, looks like a horn, and a woman is dressed in fashion, like a white-collar beauty, she holds the horn in his arms, a dagger in his hand. Tears dangled in his chest, dripping on his face.

Ning Ning looked at the poster again and then murmured, "That's it."

Regardless of the content, from the perspective of background settings and character settings, this movie has a lot in common with "Phantom of the Cinema", which are thrillers dressed in love.

She can find inspiration in this film. If she is lucky, she may find the answer to Chen Dao ’s question, but it also means that she will become another person and go through an unknown journey. She may experience it again. The same pain as last time, but what does it matter?

"There is nothing to lose anyway." Ningning smiled coldly at himself.

He lifted his feet and walked forward, but was stopped by one hand.

"Tickets." The guard turned his head and faced her in a snow-white mask.

Ning Ning froze, "Did I give it last time?"

"One ticket for one movie," said the guard faintly. "You don't have a ticket, I can't let you in."

Ningning opened her mouth, but he was right, she could not refute. If a ticket can watch a movie an unlimited number of times, then the cinema is closed early.

"Where is the ticketing point?" She looked around. There was no ticketing point anywhere, so she put it another way, "How can I buy a ticket?"

The guard leaned quietly against the doorway. The wind and rain eroded and remained unmoved, only shaking his head very slowly.

"Why still want to go in?" He asked suddenly, "Did you cry enough last time?"

Ning Ning nodded for a moment, then remembered his last incident. She ran and cried in front of him, tears and rain washed away the makeup on her face, she wept into the sky and smashed the face of the most beautiful vase in the new generation.

If this picture is photographed, it will have a dark history of a lifetime.

Just when she wanted to say something, suddenly the sky was booming. She turned her head to look at the sky and smiled: "It was a coincidence that it rained last time, and this time it rained."

"Go back," the guard said suddenly.

Ningning shook her head and smiled at him: "I won't go, I'll wait here."

"Useless," said the guard, "I don't have a ticket for you here."

"Someone has a ticket." Ning Ning leaned against the wall on the other side of the lintel and said lightly, "I'm standing here, waiting for someone with a ticket to come over, and then trying to buy a ticket."

But no one has been here, except that the rain is still on.

Ning Ning was bored and started to search for auction information of old movie tickets on the Internet. She didn't know anyone who was in this industry. The collection in this area was not very popular. Occasionally, she encountered a few willing to sell and couldn't get her to Wanted tickets.

Not to mention the ticket, she could not find any news about "Life Cinema".

I turned my head and looked at the door next to me ... or try to escape?

"Don't try to evade the ticket." The guard's voice suddenly sounded. He didn't look at Ning Ning's direction at all, and looked at the sky with his eyes. "Never think about escaping the ticket."

"Why?" Ningning asked.

"Why don't you leave so late?" The gatekeeper became angry somehow. "Aren't you cold? Aren't you hungry? Aren't you afraid your parents worry about you?"

Ningning was silent for a moment, and said lowly, "... I don't have a father, mother ... mother is no longer there."

The doorman suddenly jammed.

"And I don't feel cold or hungry." She looked down at her hands, and a black flame was burning in her eyes. "I just want to ... just grab something with these hands, I just want to acting!"

The rain was getting louder, and it fell heavily along the eaves. The door was like a dividing line to isolate each other. Ning Ning leaned on the left wall and the doorman leaned on the right wall. The expression under the snow-white mask was indistinguishable.

This silence lasted for several minutes. Ning Ning tried to break the calm, then turned and smiled: "Yes, what do you think of love?"

As soon as she had finished speaking, she felt regretful. She shouldn't ask a stranger such a question. Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to be willing to answer it. He turned his head away and sank in one direction: "Here it is."

Who is coming Ning Ning looked at it, and saw that in the gray rainy night, a sloppy figure trudged in the accumulated water, staggering, no regrets, and she finally came to the entrance of the cinema, with thin and old hands, tight Dragging an old movie ticket.