Full-level Director

It was late at night in the camera, and the screen was facing Lin Juan's bed. A few seconds later, Lin Juan woke up from his dream and sat up.

Lin Juan covered his face with his hands after turning on the light, and he could see the exhaustion on his face.

After sitting for a while, Lin Juan rubbed his face, and when he was reaching out to turn off the light, his movements suddenly stopped, frowning, with a hesitant expression.

The hearts of the audience were tugged, and then they saw Lin Juan throwing off the quilt and getting out of bed, and then walked to the door of the room. In the close-up, a slender hand was placed on the door lock. After a pause of two seconds, the hand gently Pulled the lock.

The camera cuts to behind Lin Juan. In the picture, Lin Juan gently pulls on the door, and with a slight abnormal sound, the door opens.

He stands in the light, facing the darkness, which is very beautiful in the lens.

“The picture is so beautiful!!”

"It's not appropriate to use a beautiful word, it should be shocking!"

"This director's lens ratio and use of light, shadow and color are definitely masters!"

"Didn't you find that the plot is also very meaningful?"

"Don't go to death!! I'm almost scared to death!"

"Lin Juan! Go back and lie down!"

The barrage was frantic, but Song Peng's attention was always on the screen. In the movie, Lin Juan stepped out of the door, and then tiptoed to the room where his grandparents lived across the door.

Lin Juan's nervousness was conveyed to the audience through the screen, and the atmosphere was dignified.

I saw Lin Juan approaching cautiously, and then put his ear to the door of the room where Grandpa was staying to listen.

There was silence.

The atmosphere is subtle.

At this moment, Song Peng is definitely not the only one whose heart is about to jump out.

After listening for a few seconds, Lin Juan struggled for a moment, put his hand on the door, pushed it open a crack, hesitated, then took his hand back.

Lin Juan sighed softly and turned his head...

The camera also followed, and the camera movement was very smooth, capturing the picture behind him.

Fortunately, there was nothing, not a scary face suddenly appeared.

Lin Juan returned to the room lightly, and he closed the door softly behind his back, and the light source in the main room gradually disappeared.

With a snap, the light from the crack in the door was also turned off.

The picture was dark.

safe...

Song Peng heaved a sigh of relief, feeling a little parched, so he picked up the water glass to drink water, thinking it was a false alarm, but found that the dim picture did not switch to the next scene, but kept on. He was wondering when he suddenly heard There was a strange sound.

【Squeak...】

The camera was still facing Lin Juan's door, so the door that opened was not this one...

Then the screen slowly turned around, turned 180 degrees, and aimed at the room behind. In the room, grandma was sitting on the edge of the bed, and grandpa was lying on his side. Both of them stared at Lin Juan's door expressionlessly.

A second later, before the audience could react, the screen went black.

"Let's go, let's go!!"

"What just happened!"

"There must be a ghost!! This is not what the protagonist sees!"

"I found this director very skinny!!"

"Can you take a good look! I just came to this after I breathed a sigh of relief!"

Song Peng gasped, and this startled glance made him feel a coolness coming from the tailbone directly to his head.

"Cough, cough, cough." Song Peng coughed frantically, but choked.

It’s too scary! If you play that shot for two or three seconds longer, the audience won’t be so scared if they get used to it, but it’s just that one second of the picture, before you look carefully, the picture has passed, leaving you alone Standing there, feeling cold all over, full of fear!

There is something wrong with this director's thinking!

Song Peng was so frightened that he wanted to curse.

Shouldn't a normal director be caught when Lin Juan was eavesdropping and then ping-pong? Or turn around and meet a ghost staring at you?

As a result, the director just missed the first two points,

When you feel all right, a picture suddenly pops up to give you a super impact.

Song Peng can even imagine the director's sullen mood when shooting these scenes, this director is definitely not a serious person!

After scolding Lin Juan to relieve his emotions, Song Peng continued to read. If he didn't relieve himself, he was afraid that his heart would have a problem.

In the picture, the camera is facing the window sill, insects are singing and birds are singing, and tree branches are swinging lightly against the sun, creating a warm morning scene.

Lin Juan rubbed his eyes and walked out of the door, with a tired face, and shouted: "Grandma."

"grandmother?"

In the shot, the clock on the wall shows the time is half past eight.

Grandma's voice came from the kitchen: "Hey."

"Grandma, what are you doing?"

"Let's make breakfast next, are you awake? Do you want to eat?"

"Okay, I'll wash my face first."

After a brief conversation, Lin Juan went to wash up. When he came out, grandma came out with two bowls of noodles: "You eat first, this bowl is for grandpa."

"Okay." Lin Juan took it, put it on the table, and sat down to eat. Grandma came into the room with the noodles.

After a while, grandma came out and came over with noodles, and the two sat opposite each other.

"Xiao Juan, are you tired from work?"

"Not tired, grandma, you asked." Lin Juan said with a smile.

"I asked?"

"Well, I asked yesterday."

"Then I forgot." Grandma smiled embarrassedly.

"Hurry up and talk to a girlfriend."

"knew."

"..."

The two chatted while eating, and occasionally fell silent, but there was still a sense of warmth. Finally, after Lin Juan finished eating, he put down his chopsticks and said, "Grandma, I'll leave later."

"Um?"

"I seem to be sicker at home."

"It was agreed for three days, but he left in two days, and he didn't come back so easily." Grandma said expressionlessly.

"I'll be back to see you often."

"Okay, I know you young people can't stay with us old guys."

Grandma said disappointedly, got up with difficulty and went to grandpa's room with the bowl.

"No..." Lin Juan smiled wryly and wanted to explain, but grandma left without listening.

Lin Juan sat and sighed, the camera photographed him a little far away, and the empty picture magnified his loss.

"I seem to have seen this picture..."

"Every time I leave my hometown, I feel very sad."

"It's me now. Grandma feels very sad every time she leaves, and I actually feel bad too."

"Go back and see grandma tomorrow."

"I miss Grandpa."

...

Lin Juan got up and went back to the room to start packing.

After a few screens, Lin Juan's phone rang suddenly, and the screen showed that the caller was Dad, and Lin Juan connected.

"Hello, Dad?"

"Well, how are you doing at home?"

"good."

"That's good. I didn't tell you before because I was afraid that you would be upset. It would be inconvenient for you to come back at work."

"What?" Lin Juan asked with a frown.

"Your grandparents passed away last month. It was only discovered by neighbors who came to visit. They were a bit smelly when they were discovered. I don't know when they left. The doctor said that your grandma died only one day after your grandpa. Grandpa died. The step-grandmother probably didn't eat anything that day, so she just watched over her grandpa and went too."

"boom……"

The phone slipped and Lin Juan froze there.