Chapter 20
Whether it is the hint of sadness and loneliness hidden under the heavy and beautiful makeup of the hero, or the hero's bravery in fighting against thousands of troops, the audience's expectations are once again raised to the maximum.
Unable to wait to click to watch, Qian Xin sent out the commentary that he had prepared long ago:
【Director Huan's poster making skills remain as stable as ever.】
The next moment, looking at the barrage of comments covering the entire screen, Qian Xin was speechless. Her distinguished Lifetime Membership Starlight Barrage was also drowned in the dense messages.
Like Qian Xin, whether the audience watched the preview at the appointed time or clicked in accidentally, they were all attracted by the poster and introduction, and were generous with their praise.
As for the nonsense of some black fans, they were drowned out by the torrent of barrages. No one cared, and no one even saw them.
In the water army group, small groups report the battle situation at any time.
Water: Something is wrong.
Shui Shui: The review has been suppressed, should I continue?
Professional group leader: The enemy's firepower is strong, Party A refuses to add money, and the strategy is adjusted to be conservative, avoiding the enemy's edge to conserve energy and wait for the next opportunity.
It’s all water: Got it.
They don’t have to work for the time being. In the few seconds of waiting for the show to start, professional internet trolls slack off and browse the quickly passing barrage of comments.
[I was just traumatized by the aesthetics of Be and became withdrawn in the morning. I desperately need Director Huan's sweet love to heal my broken heart.]
[Yeyu sent to the north, hands on hips proudly, I know this question! You are worthy of being Director Huan, you have to support your idol, right?]
[Night Rain Sent to the North, this is another sad literature, with a poster, a bad premonition, horror]
[No matter what the title is, it can be a happy ending. Believe in Director Huan. Director Huan is here to help idols make up for their regrets! ]
The professional group leader scoffed: "Ye Yu Ji Bei? What the hell? I've never heard of that."
"What's wrong with this young director's fans? They're directly trolling Director Jin. Tsk tsk, one fan is worth ten haters."
The professional group leader's vigilance, which had just risen up because of the poster, disappeared instantly, and he showed a confident smile.
This time the job is stable and can be completed easily. There is no need for professionals to take action. Fans can sacrifice this young director.
The professional group leader adjusted to a more comfortable position and was about to begin, and the screen changed from dark to bright.
On the stage, a middle-aged man wearing a silk scarf and a feather fan began to sing: "Learning the heavenly book and the art of war is as easy as turning your hand." (Note)
The stage changes with the big gongs, the eight trigrams flags, the seven-star flags, and the female role with painted face on the stage singing again: "Set up the altar to borrow the east wind to help Zhou Lang."
The picture zooms out, and the opera is still being performed on the stage. The onlookers cheer loudly from time to time. Those who have spare money and are neatly dressed will also throw one or two copper coins as rewards when they see the opera is exciting.
"Shen Family Troupe" is just a small opera troupe. They do not live in one place, but tour around the cities and villages.
The Shen family troupe ended their tour in Sanshu Village and headed north to their next stop, Qingshi Town. At the same time, a group of merchants were heading south. Their cars drove over the bumpy mountain road, the wheels squeaking, and the boxes loaded with heavy goods on the cars rose and fell.
There were a few small holes for ventilation at the bottom of the box. The camera zoomed in and the audience saw an eye through the holes.
[Oh my god, I was so scared! ]
What's going on?
It turned out that this group were not legitimate merchants at all, but human traffickers disguised as traveling merchants, and the boxes contained no ordinary goods, but children they had abducted.
In the small space, the two children curled up and huddled together.
The little girl looked about seven or eight years old, wearing ordinary coarse linen clothes, and her face was dirty. The other boy was even younger, only about five or six years old. The boy was cleaner than the girl, with red lips and white teeth, and his little face was very cute.
The only thing in common was that both children had obvious injuries on their bodies except for their faces.
The younger boy seemed to be in a bad state after a long journey and being abused. He was obviously feverish and curled up like a shrimp about to be cooked. His lips were chapped and he murmured unconsciously, "It's so cold..."
The little girl had no water either. When she heard the little boy say he was cold, she could only hug the boy tightly and try to use her body temperature and some traditional methods to help him sweat.
"Little brother, don't sleep. You won't wake up if you fall asleep."
"Let me tell you a story. You won't feel sleepy after listening to it."
Suddenly, the box was kicked hard, and the trafficker outside shouted in a low voice: "Shut up, little bastards! If you dare to make any noise, I will bury you now!"
The little girl shook herself and looked at the drowsy little boy. After hesitating for a moment, she continued to try to prevent him from dying. However, she also spoke more quietly, almost in tears, in the little boy's ear:
"Little brother, don't sleep. When you're better, I'll take you out. You're pretty and well-dressed. Your family must love you very much. If you're missing, they'll definitely be looking for you."
"I'm different from you. There was a drought in my hometown, and I was sold out by my father. No one will come to find me, but I want to run away. I heard that these people will sell us to a very bad place. Once we enter that place, we can't get out and will be abused for the rest of our lives."
Not sure if she was talking to the little boy or to boost her own confidence, the little girl looked through the small hole at the villain outside and said firmly: "We can definitely run away, and run away alive."
The little boy seemed to have heard it, but it seemed to be just an unconscious action. He held the little girl's hand with great effort.
[Oh my god! Where are the law enforcement team? Come and save us!]
On the rest of the journey, no one came to catch this group of lawless criminals. The human traffickers gave the boy medicine, but his condition worsened instead of improved. The human traffickers began to want to give up on this sickly boy and stop wasting water and food. They just waited for the boy to die and then threw him into the wild to feed the jackals.
Since the human traffickers refused to give her anything, the little girl gave her limited food and water to the boy. The boy was sick all day long, but he managed to hold on and not die.
The human traffickers were also afraid that the disease would be contagious, so the little girl and the little boy were always separated from other goods.
Their precautions were correct, as the girl also fell ill soon after.
The two men were cut off from food and water. After discussion, the human traffickers were afraid that the disease would continue to spread, so they chose to abandon the two dying goods midway.
"Bad luck, really bad luck."
After the traffickers left, the sick little girl opened her eyes, quietly took out a sharp stone from her sleeve, and began to grind the rope.
Finally, the rope frayed, and the equally weak girl carried the boy on her back: "Brother, let's go down the mountain and find someone. Then we can survive. Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
Leaning on a wooden stick she had picked up, the girl was coughing and panting, carrying the boy on her back, walking through the forest with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
The boy wiped the girl's sweat and whispered, "I can't live anymore, but my sister can. Sister, please leave me behind."
The girl gritted her teeth and said, "We can all survive. We agreed to run together. I won't abandon you."
The sky gradually darkened, and the roar of wild beasts could be heard from the depths of the forest. The audience could see that the girl's feet had blisters on them, but she had not stopped and had not abandoned the brother she had picked up.
【This little sister is really strong.】
The younger brother, who had been so strong and didn't shed a single tear before, started crying. The younger sister was in pain, and the younger brother felt the pain too.
[The Shen family is nearby, right? Come and take the two children back.]
The Shen family troupe had not arrived yet, but the sound of a wolf howling was getting closer and closer. The audience clenched their fists, and a lame old wolf followed the scent and caught up.
The two children also felt the approaching danger, and their bodies were drenched in cold sweat. The younger brother used up his last bit of strength to roll off the girl and pushed her hard: "Sister, you live." It was enough to let that beast eat him.
"Shut up, I told you we can all survive!" The little girl tore off the cloth from her sleeves, blocked the boy's mouth to prevent him from shouting, pushed him into a pit, and quickly covered the boy with weeds.
Then, the girl bared her teeth and threw a stone at the green eyes in the woods: "Come and chase me, you beast!"
In the end, she did not give up on the boy and ran away stumblingly. The one-legged old wolf followed her as the girl wished.
The powerless boy lay in the pit, tears streaming down his face. His weak fingers dug into the soil, leaving a trail of blood. He hated his own weakness.
The girl was not fast, but the old wolf was also lame. She gritted her teeth and persevered all the way, and she actually led the old wolf away for a distance.
The old wolf finally caught up with the girl. The girl's lungs seemed to explode and she smelled a fishy stench.
Just when the old wolf was about to bite the girl, her feet slipped and she rolled down the slope. The old wolf let out an angry howl and jumped after her.
The Shen family camping in the mountains looked at each other. The leader stood up, holding his self-defense weapon and said, "Let's go and take a look."
At the critical moment, they saved the girl from the wolf's mouth. The old wolf was unwilling to give up, and finally left angrily under the threat of fire and the driving away of other troupe members who heard the noise.
On the other side, the boy also attracted other predators.
Fortunately, the boy was not destined to die. The trees in the forest moved, and a swordsman dressed as a knight and wearing a conical hat, who was traveling through the mountains with light skills, passed by quickly and then retreated quickly. With a hum, he drew his long sword and killed the man-eating beast that was biting the boy.
The swordsman raised his finger and felt the breath of the unconscious boy. After confirming that he was still alive, he picked up the child and flew up the tree again. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace, leaving only leaves falling.
In the middle of the night, the girl slowly woke up and thanked the class owner for saving her life. The first thing she did was to ask him to save her younger brother who was left behind.
When the Shen family heard that there was a child in the mountains, they were also shocked. They looked at the moonlight. It had been two hours since the girl woke up. The boy was probably in danger, but the fact that they could save the girl showed that they were not bad people.
With a bad guess in mind, the class leader hesitated for a while and decided to take people to check it out. After all, it was a human life.
However, when they groped in the dark and followed the route indicated by the girl, and finally found the boy's hiding place, they only saw bloodstains there.
The evil beast killed by the swordsman was eaten by other ferocious beasts. The important people and the girl from the Shen family were unaware of this and only thought that the boy had been killed.
The girl finally fainted again after crying hysterically.
On the other side, the boy woke up a day later. The swordsman had a rough face, but he was tough on the outside but soft on the inside. At the boy's pleading, the swordsman and the boy made an agreement:
"I've examined your bones. You're a promising martial artist. I'll bring those beasts who kidnapped women and children to justice. I can also take you to find your sister. But from now on, no matter what the outcome, you must become my disciple and return to the mountains with me to practice martial arts until you can stand on your own. Are you willing?"
The boy knelt on his knees and said, "Master, I am willing."
When the swordsman brought the boy back to the forest, the troupe had already left.
The swordsman sighed and touched the boy's head: "Let's go back."
The boy did not refuse. He was held by the swordsman and looked at the forest that was quickly disappearing. However, he did not believe that his sister Pan was gone. They had agreed to live together. The boy said silently in his heart:
"Sister, wait for me. I will come down the mountain to find you after I have acquired some skills."
He is still alive, and I hope my sister will meet a good person and survive.
Once he learns martial arts, he will have the power to protect Sister Pan. Once he learns martial arts, he will also have the ability to punish evildoers like his master.
"By the way, what's your name? Where do you live? I'll send someone to tell your family you're safe."
"Qingyang, Linjiang City Commander Qingyang."
The boy Si Qingyang followed the hero Nan Feitian up the mountain, and the girl also followed the Shen family to Qingshi Town. The townspeople were discussing the heroic deeds of the hero Nan.
"Nan Da Xia saw injustice and roared, raised his sword and slashed, and those damned human traffickers were covered in blood. God has mercy on them, those poor children have been tortured beyond recognition."
"The county magistrate is verifying the identities of those children. The human traffickers traveled south and visited many places. I wonder if these poor children can still find their families."
"Even if they can't find their families, at least these children are still alive. I heard that several of them died of illness along the way. What a sin!"
The girl's eyes were red and she bit her lower lip. Suddenly, a big hand gently stroked her head. The teacher asked, "Girl, do you still remember where your home is?"
The girl shook her head: "My father sold me. Even if I go back, I will be sold again."
The troupe leader looked at the distant city gate and whispered, "You want to follow us? It's not impossible, but I want you to know that making a living these days is not easy. We don't keep idlers in the troupe. If you want to stay, you can't eat for free."
"I can endure hardship. As long as you give me a meal and let me live, I can do any work." She wants to live with her brother's share and live well!
"That's great, but we don't need a little girl like you to chop wood and boil water. You have a nice voice, so why not learn to sing opera with me? Even though you're a little old, if you practice hard, you might become a famous actor."
"I will learn from you. I can endure hardships and will practice hard. When I become a famous actor, I will make a lot of money for you."
"Hahaha, little girl, I've taken note of what you said. I'll wait for you to grow up and make a lot of money for us."
The other members of the troupe also laughed out loud in good faith, and the girl became a member of the Shen family troupe from then on - she was renamed Shen Qinghuan.
The Shen family's calmness, Si Qingyang's clarity, and the class leader's blessing to her, peace and joy.
【What a mistake. 】
[I never expected this to be a younger-than-younger-than-younger relationship. Director Huan, you really understand.]
[A girl three years older than me is holding a golden brick, looking forward to meeting you again, shashasha.]
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Borrowing the East Wind Singing Section.
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