This female idol is by no means my favorite student

Chapter 221 218. Set the storm (please subscribe for more updates!)

With a bag on his shoulders, the man got off the bus.

The rejuvenated girl led him ahead.

All the way to the village square.

The square is not big, a small stage was set up, and a background cloth was set up beside it.

It seems to be waiting for the arrival of his photographer.

After a while, the girl and other volunteers called many old people to surround him.

Yu Cang looked at the old man with missing teeth and deep wrinkles, with a little tangled expression on his face.

It seems that he is worried about how to take better pictures of these faces that have been washed away by the years.

He found a seat, sat down, and took out his camera and gear from his carry-on bag.

An old man sat on the stool next to him, with his legs together, a little stiff.

Yu Cang set up the camera and observed the old man in the lens.

Straightening up, he said to the old man, "Don't purse your lips, just smile, don't be too serious."

The old man stretched out his hand, pointed to his mouth, and said slowly, "Baby, I have no teeth, it doesn't look good."

Yu Cang was taken aback.

The girl who was helping the old man walked up to the old man and tried to persuade him, but the old man just shook his head.

The girl looked at the man for help.

Yu Cang sighed.

He walked to the side of the old man and leaned down, saying softly,
"It doesn't matter if you don't have teeth, the way you purse your lips is too fierce."

"Grin, so that your children will remember that you are smiling in the future. They must not like me to see your fierce photos, right?"

The old man froze for a moment, then nodded subconsciously.

Rubbing his nose, the old man grinned and nodded, "You're right."

Yu Cang went back behind the camera and looked at the old man in the camera.

The old man's hair has long been silver-white and thin, but it is neatly combed.

Although the clothes on his body were old, they were not wrinkled at all.

He regarded the shooting of this photo as a very important thing.

Yu Cang pressed the shutter.

click.

The old man who had no experience in taking pictures sat in his original position, motionless, as if he was afraid of disturbing him.

It wasn't until Yu Cang took the camera in his hand that he relaxed his movements in relief.

Yu Cang approached him and handed the camera to his eyes.

The old man took it slowly and carefully.

He didn't know how to operate it, and his eyesight was a little dim, so he could only lean closer to look at the screen.

He carefully looked at himself in the small screen on the camera.

First, the corners of his mouth curled up, smiling happily.

But after a while, there was a sudden silence, and he slowly pulled the camera away and put it on his knee.

After a long silence, the corners of his mouth raised again.

He returned the camera to Yu Cang, stood up tremblingly, thanked him, and then walked away slowly.

The girl was a little puzzled, looked at the man and asked, "Photographer Li, what's wrong with Grandpa?"

Yu Cang was silent for a while, then said,
"He loves the picture, so laughs."

"But maybe it's because he thinks about the age of his old life and feels heavy. But he can finally leave a photo for his children, and he has some comfort in his heart."

After saying these two sentences, he said to the girl, "Let the next old man come over."

Looking at the man whose face became inexplicably heavier, the girl nodded, and turned around to lure another old man over.

Perhaps it was because the money for taking pictures was given by the volunteers, and more and more elderly people came to take pictures later.

Some even rushed over with farm tools.

The team circled the entire small square.

The man was filming silently and patiently.

Until the girl whispered next to him, "Photographer Li, there seem to be more than forty people, we don't have that much budget for you."

The man rubbed his sore wrist, and looked at the cautious and lovely girl.

He sneered.

The girl gave a light snort, and muttered in a low voice, "You can actually laugh."

The man gave her a shudder, "Go, bring the old man here quickly, otherwise one day is not enough."

"You really won't charge more money?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense."

Another old woman was brought in front of him.

The line behind is getting longer and longer.
sunset.

on the mountain road.

Guy and girl with bags crossbody walking together.

He looked at the rugged path, and casually said to the girl, "After the photos are developed, I'll send them here for you."

"Hey, no need, no need, I'll go get it from you."

"It's okay, let the old people see if they are satisfied."

"Oh" the girl kicked the stones on the dirt road, turned her head to look at him, "I still want to know, why did you stop charging Li Photography all of a sudden?"

"Obviously, when you heard the price yesterday, you almost hung up on me."

As if recalling the man's "bad" attitude yesterday, the girl pouted.

The man looked at her with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

After thinking for a while, he didn't answer the question directly, but instead asked, "Have you watched the animation called "Coco"?"

"Ok?"

The man recalled, "In the cartoon, for the undead, as long as your family members still display your photos and remember you, you can survive in the world of the undead and come back to visit your relatives."

"The last death of a person is the last person in the world who remembers you no longer exists."

"So I thought, for them, in this life, besides the ID card, they always need a photo."

"With it, forgetting will become slower."

The lens gradually zooms out.

The setting sun in the distance casts the last bit of warm yellow light on the two figures, one tall and one short, before setting on the hill.

Leaves a long shadow.

The screen returns to darkness.

The show is over.

When the lights came on, Xu Luyao leaned back in his chair, watching Song Lesheng and Yu Cang take the stage amidst the sudden applause from the audience.

After the two bowed three times to the audience on the stage, the applause gradually dissipated.

The host on the stage, He Yu, looked at the two of them and smiled wryly.
"Director Song, Teacher Xiao Yu, let me, a middle-aged man, wipe away tears down there, and I almost couldn't come up to host."

Song Lesheng smiled heartily, "Mr. He is serious."

He Yu was about to take the conversation, when a female producer in her thirties took the conversation.

Successful producers are generally over 40 years old.

This female producer named Chen Yunxi is a rising star who has suddenly risen in recent years, and she has an extremely precise vision in the field of commercial films.

She knocked on the microphone and said, "No, Teacher He is not serious. Director Song's performance in this short film is very good."

"To be honest, your first round of Requiem was good, but Yu Cang's performance was so brilliant that the whole story seemed to be attached to his character."

"But in this short film, Yu Cang is more integrated into the story, restrained but relaxed. You two told a good story."

Yu Cang and Song Lesheng looked at each other and smiled.

Seeing that Chen Yunxi praised the two fiercely, as if she wanted to snatch the younger generation away from her, Xu Luyao also hurriedly opened her mouth.

"I won't say more about the shooting skills and performance of this short film. What is worthy of recognition is that the incision is small enough, but the concept is high enough."

"The fragmentation of family ties due to the changes of the times, the problem of empty-nest elderly people, and the problem of forgotten rural areas are all reflected and discussed in a small posthumous photo."

"Although there are not too many deep criticisms, it touched me deeply."

Seeing the number slowly appearing on the screen, Xu Luyao smiled in relief.

"99% attendance rate, this short film is worth it."

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