And the film on the big screen officially begins: In this short film, Xiyan plays an urban white-collar worker with a slight depression.
Every day is a step-by-step work, leaving work.
Work, get off work.
In such a big city, under the influence of depression, I gradually lost myself.
Every day is negative energy.
That afternoon, an earthquake struck the city.
She was buried in a pile of rubble in a panic.
On one’s last legs...
Yes, I'm dying.
Dead, perhaps, is a relief.
She slowly closed her eyes.
When she was about to give up surviving, in the flash of the light, her consciousness seemed to return to her student days- "I heard that you are the first in this exam, so amazing."
When she was a student, she took out the photo pendant she wore around her neck, rubbed her little hand over the photo on it, and smiled, "It's a fluke." ” "Come on, who can get away with a semester if you're lucky?
A scholar is a scholar, why are you so modest. ” "I really envy people like you, God is really unfair, Xueba is fundamentally different from us when they learn, they are all geniuses!"
She smiled softly.
Where are the geniuses?
Others just work harder where you can't see.
The expectations of teachers and parents, and the comparison between relatives and friends.
All these things are forcing people to grow continuously.
Actually, it's tiring.
The light dimmed, leaving only a spotlight, outlining her petite figure.
Her consciousness is still stuck in her student days.
The surrounding classmates gradually dispersed, she took out the photo pendant hanging around her neck, rubbed the photo on it and whispered, "When my smile is as bright as sunshine, when my dream is beautiful enough, the world applauds me, only you are worried that I will be hurt...
The whole world is waiting for me to fly higher, but you feel sorry for my injured wings, and accompany me to fly farther away..."
Who is "you" in the song?
Who is the person in the photo?
The footage did not switch to.
But everyone present was substituted into it.
Yes, I thought of my best friend.
Yes, I thought of my lover...
Yes, I thought of my loved ones...
The camera keeps switching, piling up.
The character played by Xiyan in the short film is also growing day by day, "When I have to be like a perfect girl and meet everyone's expectations."
You seem to appreciate the way I make mistakes and make stupid mistakes. …… The whole world is urging me to grow up, but you can always be silly with me, and face the unknown wind and waves with me..."
After a while, the role she played in the film had already graduated between scene switches.
After graduating, she became an urban white-collar worker.
Day after day, repeating work that I don't like, it's very hard.
And human beings are often very mean animals.
Do it right, and few people will praise you.
There was a slight mistake, and the overwhelming reproach was like a bullet shuttling around the body.
Go to pieces......
Helpless......
Despair......
She held her head and wept silently.
Suddenly, she thought of the person who had always given her strength.
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"When I try to be the perfect girl, to meet everyone's expectations, only you will listen and share, all my joys and sorrows ......"
"You always treat this imperfect me as a baby."
"The love you give me may not be perfect, but it is the most beautiful..."
The scene switches back to the earthquake site.
Her eyelashes fluttered suddenly, because these memories, because of that ta, seemed to rekindle the hope of living.
Yes, live.
She's going to live!
The rescue team arrived, and she was buried in the rubble for seven days, miraculously living.
What's even more miraculous is that she is still mildly depressed.
The reporter asked: What kind of belief is supporting?
The picture went black, and a few small words faintly appeared: Because no matter what, there is someone waiting for you.
Waiting for you to get home. —— This concludes the video.
Xiyan is completely engaged in this story, because the set of the earthquake is a little messy, and her face is full of tears and mud, "cough cough ......"
The little hand waved the dirt, and she couldn't wait to look at the director, "Is the whole okay?"
” What do you think?
Tell me how she performed just now......
In fact, I was really 100% involved in the performance, and I didn't pay attention to the audience's reaction at all.
What's going on in the audience now?
At this moment, it seems that the sound of needles hitting the ground can be heard clearly in the entire studio.
Be quiet......
Be quiet......
Although the short film has been played, all the audience is still staring intently at the big screen.
Silent!