My movie scared the global audience to tears

It is undeniable that Jin Junjie's acting skills are excellent. No matter what supporting role or style, he plays it just right.

"I recognize this thing."

On the screen, the elderly Saito, played by Jin Junjie, slowly picked up the top on the table and turned it lightly, and the top started spinning on the table.

"I have seen something from a man before, many, many years ago. It was a man I met in a vaguely remembered dream."

The elderly Saito looked at the rustling spinning top for a while, then slowly raised his head, looked at the man opposite who was engrossed in eating, and said slowly: "That man has a crazy idea..."

The man stopped and slowly raised his head, his eyes gradually becoming solemn.

He is the male protagonist played by Song Bu and Song Qi.

The scene turned, and middle-aged Saito appeared in his place, eating a piece of steak.

A young version of Song Bu was wearing a black dress, sitting on a chair on the side, giving a speech with a smile: "Which parasite is the most tenacious? Bacteria? Viruses? Or intestinal worms?...

It's an idea!

Tenacious and highly contagious.

Once an idea is implanted in the mind, it is almost impossible to eradicate it.

The lingering thought of a mature, fully accepted idea is here.”

As he spoke, Song Bu pointed at his head.

"So that people like you can steal it?"

The middle-aged Saito asked back calmly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of red wine.

Song Bu did not answer, but also picked up the wine glass and took a sip, while a capable young man sitting opposite him took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Yes, in the dream, your relaxed vigilance makes your thoughts

It's easy to steal, which is called stealing dreams."

The capable guy is played by Wang Qiang, whose name is Wang Lai.

While he was explaining it to Saito, he was also explaining the term to the audience.

It turns out that this is what stealing dreams means...

Looking at the screen, Ouyang Yu rubbed his chin with interest.

Stealing ideas from other people’s dreams? It feels a bit interesting!

But what’s so good about ideas?

Could it be to steal the bank card password?

"Mr. Saito."

Song Bu put down his wine glass and spoke again: "We can train your subconscious to protect yourself. Even the most skilled dream stealer cannot steal your thoughts."

The middle-aged Saito still looked calm. He asked calmly: "Why can you do it?"

Song Bu smiled confidently: "Because I am the strongest dream thief!"

Putting away his smile, he looked at the middle-aged Saito and said seriously: "I know how to search for secrets in your mind. I know those tricks and I can teach you them all, so that even in your sleep, your vigilance will be strong.

It will never go down.”

The middle-aged Saito said nothing and just ate his steak quietly.

"If you need my help, you must be completely honest with me."

Song Bu stood up and looked at him confidently: "If you need my help, you must be completely honest with me. I need to understand your thinking better than your wife, your psychiatrist, or anyone else.

model."

As he spoke, he raised his hand: "If this is a dream, you have a safe full of secrets, and I also need to know what's in that safe. In order to achieve results, you must let me completely enter your world."

Hearing this, middle-aged Saito couldn't help but reveal an inexplicable smile.

He picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, then stood up with a smile: "Please take your time, gentlemen, I will consider your proposal."

As he spoke, he quickly walked out of the hall. Outside the hall was a crowded banquet hall, and he soon fell into it.

Wang Lai stood up slowly, straightened his clothes, and looked at Song Bu calmly: "He found out."

There was a faint rumbling sound from all around, and the square wooden lantern above the head also shook, as if there was an earthquake.

Song Bu raised his hand and glanced at his watch. The second hand suddenly moved much faster.

boom!

The scene turned to a chaotic street, with explosive flames rising into the sky. People on the street were running around in chaos.

Song Bu, who was wearing a beige dress with his head lowered and his eyes closed, was sitting in the middle of a hotel bathroom, with his back to a bathtub filled with water, motionless, as if he was sleeping.

Wang Lai was sitting on the sofa opposite him, his eyes also closed, and he was sleeping deeply.

A young man with a short beard heard the chaos outside and seemed to realize something. He quickly walked to the bedroom. A middle-aged Saito was lying on the bed and sleeping. There was an instrument on the bedside and an infusion tube was connected. tube, inserted into his wrist.

Seeing this scene, Ouyang Yu suddenly understood.

So it turns out that as long as we fall asleep together, we can enter the target's dream?

It seems that instrument should be the key.

But if they all sleep in the same hotel room, does it still count as stealing?

Wouldn't it be more straightforward to tie him up and force him to confess?

On the screen, the short-bearded man couldn't help but become nervous as he listened to the explosions getting closer and closer outside the window and the increasingly chaotic noises.

He checked Wang Lai and Song Bu's watches. The second hand on them moved slowly.

The scene changed and we were back in the banquet hall.

Song Bu held a wine glass and walked with Wang Lai in the corridor above the banquet hall.

Wang Lai reminded: "Saito knows full well that he is dealing with us."

"It doesn't matter, I can do it, trust me."

Song Bu said in a deep voice: "The information is in the safe. When I mentioned the secret, he glanced at me..."

Wang Lai's eyes suddenly passed over him, looked behind him, frowned and asked, "What is she doing here?"

Song Bu looked back and found a woman in a black dress holding the handrail of the corridor and looking out.

"You go back to your room, okay? I'll handle this situation."

He said something in a deep voice and walked towards the woman.

"All right."

Wang Lai reminded from behind: "Get it handled as soon as possible! We are here to work!"

After drinking all the wine in the glass, Song Bu came to the side of the woman in black skirt.

The camera cut to a medium shot, giving a close-up of the woman in the red dress.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamation and admiration in the movie theater.

The woman in the black dress was none other than An Qin.

An Qin has not appeared in front of the audience for three years, and the audience's impression of her is still the sweet and lovely appearance of Lu Yiren in "The Mummy" three years ago.

But the An Qin in front of her was obviously different from Lu Yiren's temperament.

The figure of Lu Yi in "The Mummy" is like a budding yellow rose in the early morning sun, still carrying the slightest dew in the morning.

Ellie in "Resident Evil" is like a red rose that blooms at noon, exuding fiery charm and a thorny sense of abstinence.

The An Qin in front of her was more like a black rose exuding a faint lazy atmosphere in the middle of the night, charming and seductive, like poison on her lips.

Looking at her confused eyes on the screen, the hearts of countless viewers trembled, and a feeling of jealousy arose spontaneously.

Damn! Song Qi is so lucky!

An Qin is getting more and more beautiful!