Chapter 56
Amidst the attention of all parties, October 3rd finally arrived, with "Zi Bu Yu" and Crown's "Star Trek" being released at the same time.
Half an hour before the release, fans came to the Xinghuo official website to wait.
"Shashasha, are you coming?"
"It's coming, it's coming soon."
"Three babies in one litter, wow wow, why can't it be ten babies? I can afford it, buddy."
"Upstairs, it's muddy, but sisters can afford it (bushi)."
In some of Haotian's artist dormitories, the faces of some young actors in front of the screen were a bit complicated.
They are all Chu Fan’s alumni and classmates.
Chu Fan's academic performance and acting skills are well-known among students and teachers. He has participated in some online dramas in college. Before graduation, he was naturally a promising talent that many entertainment companies were vying for.
It can be said that in terms of available resources, Chu Fan is definitely the best among his peers.
To everyone's surprise, Chu Fan resolutely rejected the invitation from the big company.
I boarded the flight to Cang Tianxing alone with my backpack.
The classmates didn’t know what was going on with Chu Fan, and after that, they lost contact with him for a while.
Some of them later joined various entertainment companies, and some even got their first good resources.
Just when they thought that they and Chu Fan would become people from two different worlds from now on, they would shine brightly under the spotlight, while the top students once praised by teachers would become ordinary.
Chu Fan is back.
Director Huan's new drama, in which he plays the leading role.
Maybe some people in Haotian may not know who Huan Dao is, but there is probably no one who hasn’t heard the story of Grandpa Li and Awang.
Some people who had known Chu Fan were jealous, some envied him, and some couldn't help but praise Chu Fan's intelligence.
Although Xinghuo Entertainment is not very large in scale, it has more opportunities precisely because of its small size, not to mention that there is Director Huan.
No matter what they were thinking, what outsiders thought was not important to Chu Fan. He was holding a notebook, waiting in front of the computer to watch and review.
Just as he thought, he learned a lot in Director Huan's crew.
Although before, he never thought that he would be so lucky to be able to join the crew so quickly and play the leading role.
…
As soon as the viewing link was released, it received two stars and countless viewers clicked to watch.
Just like the movie, the first page that jumps to the work details is the promotional poster of the TV series.
The background should be a museum exhibition hall, where various cultural relics are protected by shields, including ancient zithers, ancient swords, cups, wooden combs, and even stone tablets... They seem to be silently telling the stories that have happened to them or witnessed by them.
In the center of the poster, the protagonist played by Chu Fan is wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with a backpack slung across his body and a cute little mouse stuffed toy hanging on the zipper. His hair is neat and clean, and his face is full of the silly beauty of a male star.
What Chu Fan was holding tightly in his right hand was a little boy with a chubby face.
The little boy still has some baby fat on his face, but his face is tense and he looks like a serious little adult. Especially at this moment, the little boy slightly raised his chin and looked at the male lead played by Chu Fan with a look of helplessness and disgust.
As if to say: "Stupid humans."
The little boy's doubts about the male protagonist's IQ flowed clearly into the audience's minds through the young actor's superb acting skills and director Huan's lens.
Smart kid√
Stupid high school boy×
The strong contrast and disparity hit the audience's sweet spot, making people smile knowingly.
The comparison is not only between the two protagonists’ micro-expressions and IQ, but also their attire.
Chu Fan's outfit is a modern look familiar to the audience, while the little boy's outfit is familiar to the audience but not so familiar.
They are familiar with it because they have seen it more than once in Director Huan's works, but they are unfamiliar with it because the wide-sleeved long robe, jade crown and cloud boots are the appearance of people from more distant ancient times.
In the picture, the little boy is wearing a complicated and exquisite makeup, which makes him look even more lovely.
The snow-white dress is woven from the finest silk, as thin as a cicada's wing. The sleeves and hem are embroidered with cloud patterns and cranes with bright but not dazzling silk threads. The cloud patterns flow like real clouds, and the cranes spread their wings as if ready to fly, appearing lifelike.
There is a white jade belt around the waist, inlaid with noble and translucent gold and jade, shining with a faint light.
Half of her black hair was gently tied up by a jade crown, which was carved with cloud patterns similar to the hem of her sleeves. Her high ponytail passed through the jade crown and fell behind her shoulders, looking elegant and lively.
The boy was wearing a pair of white cloud shoes with gold threads inlaid on the edges, which echoed the white jade belt.
He looked like a fairy boy walking down from a fairy mountain.
The fairy boy also carries a sheathed long sword on his back, and his serious expression adds a touch of sharpness to the overall image of the little boy, making him look awe-inspiring and unattainable.
At this point, the audience's curiosity has already been piqued. How will the two protagonists from different eras meet and become connected, and what kind of strange adventures will unfold around them.
Below the poster, there is a one-sentence summary: Shh, legend has it that people with yin-yang eyes can see things that others cannot see.
Click to watch, and instantly, the screen is filled with barrages of comments.
Some discussed the poster design, some speculated about the subsequent plot, and some viewers mentioned a one-sentence introduction.
"Is it just me who feels like this introduction gives me goosebumps? What does it mean that others can't see it?"
"The Master does not speak of strange things, supernatural powers, or supernatural phenomena."
"Soul, or ghost?"
Without giving the audience time to continue discussing, the plot began.
At the 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, other students, accompanied by their parents, proudly walked across the red carpet and were awarded a badge by the kind old principal, which symbolized growth and transformation.
Standing on the stage, he glanced at the audience below, and glanced at the seat with the "He He" nameplate. It was the only empty seat without a parent present. The boy in school uniform lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the tip of his shoes.
Suddenly, the old principal's voice came from above: "Look up."
He He subconsciously did as he was told. The old man in front of him smiled gently at him, put the badge on him, and raised his hand to help him straighten the wrinkles on his collar.
"I believe that at this moment, your grandfather has been watching over you and protecting you in heaven. Xiao He will become a qualified adult in the future, a man who can stand tall and proud, and protect important people and things."
The old principal smiled again and said to He He, "Facing the rising sun, run forward with big strides, young man."
He He blinked his sore eyes, forced down the wet liquid, and smiled broadly at the old principal: "Yeah, not only can you run, you can even climb over the wall. As for you, old man, you should stop chasing us around the playground at your age. Be careful not to hurt your back."
"You little brat, who are you calling old?" The old principal's kind smile could hardly be maintained. He glared at He He and said, "Wait until I get back and I'll deal with you for your grandfather!"
He He and his classmates left the stage, and it was the turn of the next group of students to come up. The coming-of-age ceremony continued, and the old principal smiled again as he presented awards to other students.
He He returned to his seat and sat down.
"Lao He, Lao He."
Following the sound, he saw his childhood friend Mao Weining anxiously gesturing at He He. He He blinked, then reacted. He looked under the chair and bent down to pick up the small piece of paper on the ground. On it was a piece of paper written by Mao Weining:
My mother asked you to come to her house for dinner tonight and stew your favorite braised pork. We will go back together later.
He He pursed his lips, and the corners of his lips slowly rose.
Although my grandfather is no longer with us, he is still surrounded by a group of very good elders who care and love him.
The principal, the Mao family uncles and aunts, and the neighbors are all very nice people.
In the evening, they had a full meal at Mao's house. Because the next day was the weekend, He He and Mao Weining played games in the bedroom until very late before being allowed to go home to sleep.
He He knew that if Aunt Mao wasn't afraid that he would go home alone and have wild thoughts, she would never let Mao Weining spend the whole night in front of the computer.
He waved his hand and told Mao Weining, who had benefited from his help, to go back: "Don't see me off. It's only two steps away, how could you possibly get lost? Go back quickly."
"Hey, I can still talk to you while I'm taking you home." Mao Weining nudged He He with his shoulder: "How about I go back and tell my mom that I can sleep at your place tonight, and then we can go to your house and play for a while?"
He He said disdainfully: "Big stinky feet, I refuse."
Mao Weining: "My feet smell really good. If that doesn't work, I'll go over after taking a shower."
"Stop, stop. You're so angry, are you coveting my beauty? Hiss." He He rubbed the goose bumps on his body.
Mao Weining, the steely straight man, was also fooled by Lei's cleverness. However, for the sake of his friend's physical and mental health, he decided to endure the humiliation and pinched his fingers, pinching his throat and saying, "Geigei, just give in~"
He He: “…” Go away, idiot.
He He, who was as hard-hearted as a man, shut Mao Erha out of the door and yawned, "Stop making trouble. Take a nap. I'm sleepy."
Mao Erha lay on the door frame and waved his paws: "Remember to call me if you have any problems or can't sleep."
"Yeah, go back quickly." He He urged helplessly. Although he knew that Mao Weining was worried about him, He Heye really couldn't stand Mao Erha's clinginess.
Watching Mao Weining return to the next yard, looking back every few steps, He He took a deep breath and then went into the house: "Grandpa, I'm back."
As expected, no one responded. He He put on slippers as usual and walked into the house. He opened the refrigerator, washed a plate of fruit in the kitchen, and carried the fruit plate to the master bedroom. There was a tablet for an old man in the bedroom - He Youxian.
He He replaced the fruit plate with a new one, took down the old one, and picked up an apple from the old one.
"Crunch" he took a bite.
"Grandpa, I'm officially an adult today."
"Xiao Ning and Aunt Mao are worried about me, but I won't do anything stupid. It wasn't easy for you to raise me. Although you passed away before I could take care of you and honor you in your old age, I will live a good life."
"The principal said you were watching over me from heaven. If that's true, then I want to tell you that I'm eighteen now. You don't have to worry about me anymore. I can find something to do in heaven."
"You never got married in your life. If you meet someone you like in heaven, it would be nice to find a grandmother for me so that we can keep each other company."
"When the time comes, how much money do you need? Tell your grandson in a dream. Money, house, car, all of them will be burned for you. The most luxurious past. I promise that you can become the most prestigious and fashionable old man."
"Then I'm going back to sleep. Good night, old man."
Back in the bedroom, He He thought he would not be able to sleep and wanted to be sentimental for a while longer. However, as soon as his head touched the pillow, he was inexplicably sleepy.
"So..." sleepy.
Before he could finish his words, He He fell asleep with steady breathing.
Moonlight gently streamed into the study through the window, tiny specks of light floating in the air. Some gently touched the ancient fan on the shelf, covering it with a layer of silver gauze; some reflected on the ancient sword hanging on the wall, giving it a mysterious and solemn charm.
There are also some spots of light that quietly fall on the table, penetrate into the gaps in the wood, and penetrate into the quaint wooden boxes and drawers, as if attracted by the quiet objects inside, and quietly and silently blend into them.
It adds a touch of mystery to the quiet study late at night.
He He fell asleep in a second and fell into a bizarre dream. What was even stranger was that he was very clear that he was dreaming.
"You little brat, you're so bold to tell lies about your grandfather, aren't you?"
He He covered his head that was slapped by the old man, and widened his eyes: "No, Grandpa, I, you, photo..."
Grandpa He spoke calmly, "Didn't you tell me to come find you in my dreams if I have something to ask? Why are you hiding? Come here."
He He: “…” But that didn’t really make you crawl out of the photo.
I totally understand how Haha feels right now. The scene where the old man crawls out is really scary if you're not prepared.
[I feel a little scared, but also a little like laughing. What's going on? ]
[Hehe: Grandpa, come and see me. Grandpa: My dear grandson is waiting. Hehe: Grandpa, please don’t come over.]
"Pa", He He slapped himself in the face, it hurt, he felt the pain, but he didn't wake up!
He He swallowed his saliva: "Grandpa, what's going on? I didn't expect you to really come up from underground to see me. I'm a little confused now."
"Yes, grandpa, you know, I, your grandson, am afraid, afraid, afraid of ghosts." Looking closely, He He's legs were indeed trembling, but he endured it and did not run. Or maybe he was trembling too violently and he was unable to run.
Although the current situation is a bit unbelievable, the person (ghost) in front of him is his grandfather. He He is inexplicably convinced that even if they are of different species, the old man will not hurt him.
It’s just that the body’s reaction is not controlled by the brain, my legs are weak.jpg.
Looking at his grandson's silly look, a smile appeared in Grandpa He's eyes.
"What ghost? When I was young, I was called He Banxian. Do you think it was all a lie?"
He He: "What else? I still remember when I was little, I set up a stall with you under the bridge, and later I was invited by Uncle Hat to teach him a lesson! Besides, if an immortal wants to visit me, he can't ride on a magical instrument, so why would he need to climb?"
Grandpa He: "Well, okay, let's not talk about that anymore."
He He: "..." Why don't you say anything? Why don't you explain yourself clearly?
Grandpa He pretended not to notice He He's hesitation to speak, put his hands behind his back, and said seriously with a serious expression:
"Because I helped an old friend when I was young, I have the opportunity to see you one last time in this way."
He He opened his mouth hesitantly: "What do you mean by 'last meeting'? You can't come to see me anymore in the future..."
Grandpa He didn't answer, but the peaceful smile on his face told He He the answer.
The old man took a step forward and rubbed He He's head with his hand, just like when he was a child:
"He He, you've grown up. You're taller than Grandpa imagined, but a little thinner. Seeing that you're doing well, Grandpa is relieved."
"You will have to walk the road ahead on your own. Grandpa believes that no matter what happens, you will make the right choice, because you are He He, the kindest and bravest He He."
Seeing that the old man's body was gradually becoming transparent, He He, who had just said that he was afraid of ghosts, rushed forward regardless and hugged the old man with open arms.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, I still have a lot to tell you. Can you please stay here? I'll give you my body. Please possess me, like an old tree in spring. You won't have to reincarnate. You can live a carefree life again..."
Can’t I just not leave...?
"Xiao He, don't be sad. One day in the future, we will meet again." There was deep reluctance in grandpa's eyes.
"I don't believe it, you're lying."
"When has grandpa ever lied to you? If I did, then you'll be the grandpa and I'll be the grandson, okay?"
He He: “…”
【The old man is really cruel.】
【Hahaha, Grandpa He is so humorous.】
[Let He He tease Grandpa about being single and call you Grandpa. Do you dare to agree? Haha.]
Grandpa's chest trembled, and he smiled and said, "Man of our family, stop crying. When we meet again, be serious and don't let me worry. Remember?"
"By the way, after you wake up, maybe your life will change, but don't be afraid or confused. Just follow the guidance of your heart and do what you think is right."
"Finally...thank you."
"What are you thanking me for...Grandpa!" Without getting an answer, Grandpa's figure turned into a point of light and disappeared in the dream.
He He suddenly woke up from the bed, holding his aching head with both hands, groaning uncomfortably. After enduring the headache, he recalled everything that happened in the dream and called out anxiously again, "Grandpa!"
He He lifted the quilt and immediately rushed into his grandfather's bedroom.
"ah!"
Bounced back onto the bed, He He pulled the quilt over himself, and once again looked at the chair beside the bed with wide eyes: "You, you, you... who are you?!"
The little boy, sitting obediently on the chair, lowered his eyes and looked at He He, his mouth opening and closing without any fluctuation as he spoke: "Lingxi."
Although the tone was cold, He He noticed that as the child's mouth opened and closed, the chubby flesh on both sides of his cheeks trembled, which was quite funny (bushi).
Coming back to his senses, He He threw back the quilt and rushed out of the room, his voice falling: "Lingxi? What's wrong with you? Are you cosplaying? And how did you get into my house?"
Lingxi: "I've always been here."
He He: "What do you mean by always there?"
He He had already checked the doors and windows of the room. They were all locked from the inside and there was no sign of them being broken open by force.
And Grandpa, Grandpa had indeed passed away. As for why He He was sure that Grandpa had really come back, the photo of the old man on the ranking list was burned to ashes. It was impossible that He He burned it in his sleepwalking.
Lingxi followed He He, and after He He stopped, she stretched out her hand to him and made a five: "I have been waiting for you here for five years."
He He was almost laughed at by the child: "You mean, you have been at my house the whole time, so how come I didn't know? Tell me your parents' phone number, forget it, I will send you directly to Uncle Hat."
The child's appearance was strange. After last night's experience, He He actually had a bad premonition.
He He silently recited the Eight Honors and Eight Shames in his heart and pretended to be calm.
There is nothing that Uncle Hat can't solve. Be prosperous, strong, democratic, and believe in science!
Lingxi tilted her head: "Are you going to help me find my mother?"
"Then let's go!" The child's voice was unusually cheerful, as if he was too impatient to even move forward.
With a "hum", a cold light flashed.
He He closed his eyes due to the bright light. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the long sword that the child had been carrying on his back was stepped on by him. At this moment, the sword was floating in front of He He.
He He:? !!
Seeing He He standing there motionless, Lingxi tilted his head: "Why don't you leave? Do you want me to take you flying?"
As he spoke, the spirit sword under his feet changed direction, and Lingxi was about to pull He He's hand and bring him to the narrow sword.
"Little monster, no, little ancestor, don't, don't come over here, give me some time, let me calm down." He He rubbed it and slowly sat down on the sofa.
"Are you sick?" Seeing He He's weak face and barely breathing, Lingxi's big black and white eyes showed a hint of worry.
What if He He gets sick?
He had waited for too long, and he really, really, really missed his mother, who must be anxiously looking for him.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable? I can heal you." Even if it consumes spiritual energy and damages himself, Lingxi no longer cares about himself. He just wants He He to get better and fulfill his long-cherished wish.
Lingxi put his fingers together to draw a point of spiritual light from between his eyebrows. He groaned and his face turned pale instantly.
"What's wrong?" He He no longer cared about being afraid and subconsciously raised his hand to support Lingxi. The child looked obviously very weak and was about to fall off the sword.
"I'm fine. I'm here to heal you."
"I'm fine too."
"You are ill."
"I'm really fine."
"Are you really alright?"
"real!"
He He was about to swear to the heavens when Lingxi finally believed him. He returned his spiritual light to his brows, his complexion instantly restored, and the small sword under his feet also regained its agility, happily spinning half a circle in the air. Lingxi pulled He He's wrist back and said, "Then let's go find mother."
He He: "..." The child's face changed faster than the weather.
After a while, the two sat facing each other on the chairs. He He had the serious face of an office dean:
"Name, age, race, what kind of spirit are you, your origins, why did you ask me to help you find your mother, and, you should know your grandfather, right? Tell me everything."
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