Senior Superstar

Although I was very happy to see the audience applauding Li Jiaban's appearance in the theater, Li Shi still had lingering fears in his confidence.

Fans are delighted to see familiar actors appearing in new films. But it's actually not healthy for the movie as a whole.

The actor's best state for the movie should be completely integrated into the plot. When the audience sees this person, what they think of is not the actor they are familiar with, but a character with flesh and blood on the screen.

According to Li Shixin's previous thoughts, he did have the idea of ​​pulling Li Jiaban up as a whole again and putting all the important roles in the pit.

But later, because I had to be the director, and Xu Ge was also responsible for the shooting of the two groups, this was changed to a group cameo.

Even the roles played by Li Shixin himself and An Xiaoxiao don't take up too much of the plot, and they can barely be regarded as the second male and female supporting role.

It now appears that this decision is correct.

After all, "The Wandering Earth" is not a work that mainly shows any individual. First of all, it is a group portrait play. If you dig deeper, it gathers the shadow of a nation and a civilization through each individual.

This is the core of this film.

Too prominent actors and too topical and entertaining characters are really not good for the movie as a whole.

But it turns out that Li Shixin was thinking too much.

After the audience gave a wave of applause for Li Jiaban's collective appearance, the auditorium immediately fell silent.

As the second act unfolded, the audience's emotions were quickly pulled back into the plot;

In front of the train station.

Holding the urn wrapped in black cloth, Li Genji looked at the reunited father and daughter in front of him, lost in thought.

The man's complexion is dark, and his figure has the signs and characteristics of migrant workers - a slightly distorted figure caused by years of physical labor, and a strong and thin body.

The girl is innocent and well-behaved. Under the orange-red sun, the tip of her nose and forehead are stained with sweat.

The smile is so clean, even under the cult-like sunshine, it looks so pure and beautiful.

"dad!"

"Girl! Here! Dad is here!"

"Smelly girl, you've grown taller! Hey, let Dad see, hey, you're almost as tall as Dad, big girl!"

"Dad seems to be your hunchback."

"Nonsense! The luggage is too heavy, it's heavy. Your father and I are still in our prime, how could we be hunchbacked?"

"Dad, how long can you stay this time?"

"Don't talk about this when I just came back, let's go, let's go home!"

"Dad, give it to me."

"Yo Yo Yo! Don't dare, my daughter is just slipping away. Don't dare to resist the bag, besides, there are things for you and your mother inside, don't bump into it carelessly."

"what's that?"

"I won't tell you! Hey, hey! Don't grab, don't grab, it's a hot day. I'm sweating."

Seeing the father helping his daughter wipe off the sweat from the tip of her nose and tidying her hair with rough hands in the noisy crowd, Li Genji smiled and stopped the taxi that had just been fined by the traffic police.

As the taxi fades away under the scorching sun, the scene gradually shifts to an orange-red sky.

When the camera pulls down again, the scene transition has been completed.

On the edge of the endless wheat field, the old farmer squatting on the ridge of the field spit out the tobacco leaves that he accidentally sucked into his mouth-a radio that may have been produced in the last century was placed at his feet.

The radio signal was not very good, and the noise drowned out the rustling wind.

His eyes were deep and cloudy, scanning his territory like an old lion.

On the side, Li Genji was also squatting there - the postures of the two were exactly the same.

"Buried?"

Facing the old farmer's question, Li Genji nodded.

"Buried."

"Life is a lifetime of grass and trees, and the second boy of the Fang family is like a bare-headed doll with you. Oh, I went around and went from the village to the city, and then left the country and went to a foreign country from the city. I heard that they even changed their nationality. Until death It’s gone, why don’t you just bury it back? In this lifetime, what is Weidi all about?”

Li Genji didn't answer his father's nagging.

If it was before, he might be able to tell his old father from a scientific point of view; the second boy of the Fang family he talked about, the kid with bare legs in his eyes, is one of the most authoritative astronomers in the world. His existence expanded the large circle that symbolized the boundary of human knowledge to a range as large as a dot.

But thinking back to what Fang Zhou said before committing suicide, he could only smile wryly.

My father had always dismissed his status as a scientist.

In fact, he used to be proud of himself for a while, but the pride of "I gave birth to a capable son", as the National Astronomical Administration designated the hillside next to the village as the base of the "Sky Eye" radio telescope a few years ago, Because of his acquaintance in the land, he was in charge of negotiating with the common people about the relocation of the grave, which offended the whole village and disappeared.

From then on, what my father often talked about was--I thought it was smoke from the ancestral grave that gave away a scientist, but I didn't expect to confess a scientist from the ancestral grave that smoked like a donkey every day!

During the silence between father and son, the old radio finally got the long-lost signal.

It sent a flurry of newsletters;

"Following the suicide of the famous astronomer Fang Zhou, the German astrophysicist von Schmidt committed suicide yesterday by taking poison due to depression. Medical experts call on the pressure of contemporary society to increase. The elite should pay more attention to the maintenance of mental health"

"The United States Maple Corporation held a press conference today to show the world the company's latest commercial project - space vacation. It is reported that Maple Corporation has invested more than 17 billion US dollars to create a collection of spacecraft that can be launched independently, and the ecosystem inside the ship The luxury space tourism facility of the global space system. The project is built to imitate the ecological relationship of the earth, and the time for tourists to live in space ranges from two months to eighty years. According to the person in charge of the company, former NASA space research and development director Elsons revealed that the space vacation project has now accepted global reservations”

Listening to the news on the radio, the dark-faced old man lit a pot of tobacco leaves.

"You people who are engaged in science can really put people in a ball and launch them into space, and live for a lifetime?"

Li Genji, who was stunned by the news, was pulled back by his father's intense curiosity.

He nodded solemnly.

He knows about this project.

But he did not expect that the Americans eagerly put it into commercial use before the project was mature.

"able."

"How big is that ball?"

Father put down the pipe and pot, his cloudy eyes were full of thirst for knowledge.

"Theoretically, each person can enjoy up to 30 square meters."

"Can you farm?"

"Yes, there is a plant ecological area of ​​fifteen square meters."

Listening to his son's explanation, the old farmer nodded awkwardly.

"How much does that cost?"

Faced with the attitude of his old father breaking the casserole and asking the end, Li Genji remained silent.

The scientists and companies engaged in the eco-sphere know it, and the rich people and politicians who pre-order the eco-sphere may also know it, but the old father does not know.

With the sun crisis already established, currencies have somewhat lost their meaning.

Everything is using the resources that are about to disappear in exchange for a glimmer of life that may exist in the future.

"Father, it's not about money. If you have to say it, the ticket price for one person is at least 20 billion."

"Donkey Day!"

Hearing this number, the old farmer widened his eyes.

His thinking is as barren as this land, and he really can't think of the meaning behind this astronomical figure.

Seeing his father's astonished expression, Li Genji smiled.

"Father, if you have 20 billion, would you go wandering in space and live your whole life in that ecological ball?"

"I'm not going!"

The old farmer answered decisively and resolutely. His thinking may be poor, but he has his own reasons.

Picking up the pipe and pot, he pointed at the wheat field in front of him as if scolding Fang Qiu.

"I have three farms, two good farms, and one dry farm. It turned out that they were all hillsides. It was your grandfather who dug out the stones with one hoe and raised them for decades! This land is for me. Get married and have children, and you have moved from the countryside to the city, and there are the ancestral graves of your grandpa, grandma and your great-grandfather on the edge of the field!"

The cigarette pot swept from one end of the wheat field to the other end of the selling field.

Just by scanning such a circle, the old farmer's eyes added a bit of pride.

"What are these rich people planning?"

Finally, the father who put the mouth of the pipe in his mouth expressed his contempt.

"Twenty billion yuan can't even be exchanged for an acre of land."

Li Genji was happy with his father's logic.

Regardless of looking at his smirking son, the old farmer built a shade with his old palms and looked at the sun in the sky.

"Donkey day, if it doesn't rain, the wheat will die!"

hum!

The moment the old farmer looked at the sun, the low, orange-red sun burst into a strong halo.

The radio on the field ridge suddenly burst into a high-pitched beep!

Feeling the sudden increase in the brightness of the sun, Li Genji tightly closed his eyes and covered his father's eyes.

The solar super X-ray burst exactly the same as half a year ago happened again!

PS: What was written before was based on the script. This chapter is changed to a narrative style that is closer to reading habits. Sure enough, the pace is a little faster, and it is much more pleasing to the eye.