Everyone had a dream-like expression on their faces, and a few people were smirking there.What is even more surprising is that they are all holding all kinds of earthen musical instruments in their hands, as if they are in the middle of a village concert.The whole yard was filled with a strong smell that could be smelled without stepping through the door.A corner of the yard is littered with all kinds of garbage, and next to the garbage dump is a video camera.Except for the camera, which is relatively new, the whole yard is full of things, including people, full of a sense of dilapidation.Dirty clothes, dirty bedding, dirty environment.This is Zhao Yani's set, she came here to shoot this kind of thing, or is it that she is simply grandstanding, deliberately looking for such a group of people, making the environment so dirty, and filming it to gain attention Wang Yong's heart flashed several thoughts in a row, and looked at Zhao Yani's eyes again.If Zhao Yani is really the kind of person who poses for the poverty of China, and then wins the international sympathy award, Wang Yong doesn't mind giving her some unforgettable lessons.There are indeed many poverty-stricken areas in China, but it is not something that Wang Yong can tolerate if he tricks villagers into posing for photos and refreshing the lower limit of morality.And Wang Yong hadn't had a seizure yet, but he saw that a man sitting on the left suddenly got out of bed at this time.He trembled and touched a bamboo pole next to the bed, then pointed it on the ground, and slowly walked to the camera in the courtyard.But he was blind."
Director Zhao is here, let's take this opportunity to record the part that wasn't recorded just now."
The blind man spoke, fumbling around the camera a few times, and skillfully turned on the camera.This position should have been placed a long time ago, and there was no need to adjust the direction facing this group of men.", are you alright?"
asked another old man who looked to be nearly seventy years old, tilting his ear sideways and listening outside.The blind man who got out of bed went back the way he came, walked back to the earthen kang, touched the three strings and replied, "Okay, old box."
Let's get started, big guy. ”As soon as the words fell, I saw that all the men on the bed changed their expressions in an instant.The dream-like expression just now was swept away, replaced by a desolate and pathetic, solemn and solemn look."
One, two, three, four" Wang Yong counted silently in his heart, counting from left to right.Suddenly he discovered a fact that made his heart twitch violently.There were eleven people in total, all of them were blind, and before Wang Yong's shock was over, he heard a sudden sound of a three-stringed piano, like a noisy crow breaking the silence of the small courtyard.This voice instinctively makes people a little resistant, and psychologically disgusted with this unhearable sound.But it was this kind of resistance that made the desolate singing that followed enter the hearts of the three people present."
Ask my father and mother, I have lived a lifetime, I have lived a village and a village, and I have pulled up the huqin and walked all day long.The clouds are the quilt and the mountain is the bed, and I have traveled all over Taihang in the summer and cold.This porridge is dry, and three meals a day are thousands of meals.Scoop bowl after bowl, and I can't eat that rice without giving it to my hand.I heard that the world outside the mountains is good, but the blind artists are still good in our mountains.No one outside the sky listens to me sing, sing an auspicious return to us.I don't want that glory, I don't want that wealth, but I want to let go and sing to the sky. ”There are not too many singing skills, there is no gorgeous transposition tone, as if the high notes rushing to the sky are all roaring up with their voices, with the original flavor of this vast yellow earth.Eleven people, with tacit understanding, no one made mistakes in the whole process, and no one took the lead.The singing and the music blend together perfectly, giving the rather rough-sounding lyrics a strange brilliance.Finally, the song ended, and the scene was silent.The old man called the egg tilted his head sideways and asked, "How does the big guy feel this time?"
and no one answered.Because there was a round of applause that rang out first, from outside the courtyard gate."
Who is Director Zhao back?"
the blind men asked, putting down their instruments.When they heard Zhao Yani's familiar voice sound, they couldn't help but show a reassuring smile on their faces.Zhao Yani praised as she walked inside: "Great, today's song is simply the most heartfelt one these days, I see how it was recorded." ”Saying that, Zhao Yani played back the recorded video, and then clapped her hands and said: "Perfect eggs, you can be a cameraman, wow" Zhao Yani's praise made the seventy-year-old man called Danzi show a shy smile.And Qian Xiaozheng was stunned, and asked in disbelief for a long time: "Yanni, I remember that you didn't recruit a team before, why are you the only one now, and even the most basic cameraman is gone" Zhao Yani smiled and said: "At first, I thought about the movie too simply, thinking that one hundred thousand would be enough."
Who knows that when you really use it, you find that it is not enough at all, and it is far from it.I had to sell the house, borrow another million, and support the film.Who knows, the money is not enough, so that in the end, even the salaries of the crew members cannot be paid.No, it's the current situation, and I'm the only one left in the whole crew, with this machine.The director, cameraman, screenwriter, producer, and post-editing are all arranged by me, isn't it amazing" Zhao Yani said very easily, and finally showed a naughty smile, as if waiting for Qian Xiaozheng to praise her.But Qian Xiaozheng didn't praise as expected, but his eyes were slightly red, and said: "Yani, I never thought that you were in this situation now, why don't you go back, you don't need to squat here to suffer these crimes" Zhao Yani still smiled and said: "I've come this far, if I give up halfway, wouldn't it be a pity, maybe as long as I take another step forward, I can succeed" The person who travels a hundred miles is half ninety, and it can be seen that Zhao Yani really doesn't want to give up."
Looks like she's to blame."
Wang Yong's eyes flashed, and he said in his heart."
Are you interested in telling me the story of you and them" Wang Yong walked up to Zhao Yani, stretched out his hand, and asked.In the face of Wang Yong's sudden overture, Zhao Yani generously stretched out her hand and shook hands with Wang Yong."
Of course.But before that, I have to cook first, try my craft, the stick noodles I pasted are delicious," said Zhao Yani carefully turned off the camera, and then went to cook.Qian Xiaozheng looked at Zhao Yani's busy figure and became more and more sad.A woman who came out of a big city originally had a dreamy and beautiful life.Now she's down to this, and she's even learned to cook food that she wouldn't have even looked at before."
Don't think about it, others may not be as pitiful as you think.See, she's really enjoying the state she is in. ”Wang Yong pointed at Zhao Yani and said.Zhao Yani on the side of the pot table was lighting the fire while talking to the blind people, and laughed heartily from time to time."
Seems really."
Qian Xiaozheng muttered uncertainly.After a while, Zhao Yani served the corn tortilla she was best at.In fact, there are many such coarse grain stores in the city, which are not bad in taste and delicious.However, the reason why the cakes in those shops are delicious is because the ingredients used are good enough.Boil a pot of fish and put bread around it, so that the smoked cake will not taste good, and now, there is nothing else but tortillas, not even pickles.It's hard to swallow one dry, let alone eat a few.Qian Xiaozheng couldn't swallow it after only half of it, the reality was too far from the ideal.He has the determination and belief to endure hardships, but he does not have the body and environment to endure hardships.On the contrary, Wang Yong and Zhao Yani ate very well, just like people who have lived here for decades.Seeing Wang Yong's appearance, Zhao Yani glanced at Wang Yong with some surprise and showed a smile.Finally, after the meal was over, the blind people also went to rest and walk around each other's doors.Wang Yong and Zhao Yani sat on a dirt slope, looking at the desolate ravine in the distance, chatting softly."
The first time I came into contact with them was on the stage of an old ancestral hall, where a group of blind people in tattered clothes were sitting on the covers and singing.It's a cheerful melody, but it makes me cry on the spot.Do you know Seiji Ozawa's reaction when he heard the moon in the second spring, I'm the same as that. ”Wang Yong nodded.After listening to the blind man Ah Bing's Erquan Yingyue, Ozawa only said one sentence: "I should listen to this music on my knees." ”Thinking that Zhao Yani also had the same touch, so she cried bitterly.Zhao Yani brushed her hair and continued: "They are called eyeless people, a group of "blind people", composed of 11 blind artists, who have been wandering and singing for a living for 70 years.Legend has it that during the Anti-Japanese War, it was an intelligence team of the Eighth Route Army, but they had no compilation, no archives, and no records, and only existed in the memories and word of mouth of the villagers.They sang in Taihang Mountain, walking in the vast mountains, but they preserved the complete repertoire of Liaozhou minor tunes and the original way of singing.It is such a group of people, walking at the bottom of the world, whether they live or die, no one cares.The team of the Eyeless had broken 100 at most, and now, only 11 of them remained. ”Although Zhao Yani spoke very calmly, Wang Yong still trembled uncontrollably.From more than 100 people to 11 people, so many lives have died, except for the mountains and the yellow earth, no one knows about it.If it weren't for the coincidence that he came here, maybe Wang Yong would never have known that there was such a group of people."
I like a saying very much: happiness without yug and concealment is true happiness; The freedom to live and die calmly is true freedom.Perhaps it was because of this sentence that I suddenly made up my mind one day three years ago to record the life journey of these eleven people.Not for the box office, not for fame, just for the silent bloom of this group of people to be recognized and concerned by everyone.Even the most humble people have the right to leave a mark on this world.What's more, the eyeless are not humble at all, but great.They feel that death is not a fear, nor an end, but nothing more than a journey from one world to another.It is joy, and there should be no sorrow. ”