My movie scared the global audience to tears

Looking at the darkness down the corridor, An Qin's eyes were hazy.

She raised her hand and stroked her arm, which was chilled by the wind. Her snow-white skin was as warm as milk against the black dress.

"If I jumped, would I survive?"

She said softly, turned back to look at Song Bu, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"Maybe it takes a perfect jump."

Song Bu came to her side and looked down the corridor before asking: "Mengqi, what are you doing here?"

"I think you may have missed me."

An Qin turned around, leaned on the armrest, tilted her head slightly and looked at Song Bu, her eyes full of affection.

"You know I miss you so much."

Song Bu looked at her quietly and shook his head: "But I can't believe you anymore."

On the screen, the two people lined up on the left and right, each occupying half of the screen, staring at each other.

The passion on the left side is like fire, as if it has the brilliance to burn everything.

The right side is like an ocean, calm on the surface, but turbulent in the depths, hiding endless sadness.

This lens is good.

Ouyang Yu nodded secretly.

His interest has been completely piqued.

He could feel that Song Qi's film this time was different from his previous works, but it had the same genes.

It can be seen from the beginning of this movie that the director's arrangement of the narrative structure, like "Fatal ID", has chosen a non-linear narrative mode, giving fragmented stories through multiple angles and multiple clues.

The clues are wrapped up at the end of the movie to highlight the theme and give the audience the greatest shock and impact.

But the director's ambition can be clearly seen from the opening shots.

Song Qi definitely doesn't want to shoot another "Fatal ID", he wants to push the limits!

As the plot continued, Song Bu invited Mengqi back to the room, tied her to a chair as a fixed point, and then hung the rope out of the window, trying to enter the interior along the outer wall.

But as soon as he arrived at the restaurant, Mengqi, who was tied to a chair upstairs, suddenly disappeared.

Song Bu almost fell downstairs, but the chair stuck by the window caught him.

However, he seemed to have expected it. He just cursed in a low voice, climbed back along the rope to the restaurant, broke the glass and got in.

After killing several guards with a silenced pistol, he sneaked into the conference room where he had been talking, secretly opened the safe behind the screen, and took out the documents inside.

Just when he was about to put the fake documents in, the lights in the conference room suddenly turned on, and middle-aged Saito appeared at the door. Next to him, there was a woman in a black dress who disappeared.

Mengqi.

"Put down the gun, Songbu."

Mengqi held a pistol and pointed at Song Bu with a smile on his face.

Behind them, Wang Lai was also caught by the guards.

Mengqi turned the gun and aimed at Wang Lai. His eyes still stayed on Song Bu's face, and his red lips whispered: "Put down the gun, thank you."

"There are also envelopes, Mr. Songbu."

Middle-aged Saito added.

"Did she tell you? Or did you always know?"

Song Bu placed the envelope on the table and pushed it towards middle-aged Saito.

"Do you know you are here to steal things? Or..."

The middle-aged Saito took a step forward with a sarcastic smile on his lips: "Or are we actually sleeping?"

Buzz~!

There was a commotion in the cinema, with the audience whispering excitedly.

"He knew he was dreaming?"

"Could this Songbu be Saito's split personality?"

"What do you think of "Fatal ID"?"

"You can actually steal ideas from other people's dreams? Interesting! So if I plant an idea into my goddess's dream and make her fall in love with me, will she really fall in love with me in reality?"

"I advise you not to go. It will be bad if you see something you shouldn't see."

Listening to the audience's discussion, Ouyang Yu showed a smile.

This dream-stealing idea is indeed somewhat similar to Ma Rui's spiritual world in "Fatal ID", but it is fundamentally different.

Ma Rui's spiritual world is unique to him and cannot be entered by others. Even psychiatrists can only use drugs and words to influence him.

This kind of dream stealing allows others to sneak into the dream of the person who has the dream stolen and steal ideas.

This is obviously more interesting.

But if you think about it carefully, wouldn’t it be scary if there really were people like this who stole ideas?

Even the thoughts in your mind can be stolen, so what else is safe?

"I'd like to know the name of your employer."

Saito stared at Song Bu, his face as dark as water.

Song Bu did not answer, but looked at Meng Qi: "It is useless to threaten him in a dream."

"It depends on what you're threatening."

Mengqi smiled: "Kill him and he will just wake up, but if you torture him..."

She didn't finish her words, she just moved the muzzle down, aimed at Wang Lai's legs, and decisively fired the gun.

Bang!

"ah!"

Wang Lai screamed in pain.

Looking at the screen, Ouyang Yu was a little surprised.

Will he just wake up if he is killed in a dream? He thought that if he died in a dream, he would die in reality too!

For example, turning into a vegetative state or something.

But if that's the case, what's the difference between dreams and reality?

On the screen, the movie continues.

"Pain is a kind of consciousness. Judging from the scenery, we are in your mind, right? Wang Lai?"

Mengqi turned to Wang Lai and was about to continue shooting at Wang Lai's other leg when Song Bu suddenly rushed to the table, grabbed the pistol on the table and killed Wang Lai with one shot.

Wang Lai fell to the ground and died, but in another space, he opened his eyes from the sofa.

In the dream, the hall began to collapse. Wang Lai quickly got up, came to the bedside of the bedroom, and started working.

He wanted Saito to sleep longer to buy time for Song Bu.

In the dream, Song Bu shot and killed the rushing guards and avoided the collapsing building.

He finally succeeded, took the document bag out, and saw the contents inside.

On the other side, Wang Lai could not delay Saito's awakening and could only ask the short-bearded man to wake up Song Bu.

But no matter how hard the short-bearded man patted Song Bu, he still fell into a deep sleep and could not wake up.

"Push him!"

Wang Lai ordered: "Push him into the water!"

But when he turned around, Saito had already woken up on the bed, and a black gun was pointed at his forehead.

In the bathroom, the short-bearded man pushed Song Bu hard.

The tense soundtrack disappeared instantly, and Song Bu, who was sitting on the chair, slowly fell into the bathtub filled with water at an extremely slow speed, causing a large splash of crystal water.

In the dream, Song Bu, who was flipping through documents quickly, suddenly raised his head.

Above the grand banquet hall, a large column of water suddenly poured in outside the window, forming a large wave of water that swallowed him up in an instant.

The next moment, Song Bu's hand reached out from the water, grabbed the edge of the bathtub, and suddenly sat up from the bathtub!

"Hmm~!"

Ouyang Yu adjusted his sitting posture, his gaze remained unchanged, and there was wonder in his eyes.

Actually using this method to express the collapse of dreams? Switching between dreams and reality?

Interesting!