MTL - I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before-Chapter 157 Theatre in the fog

"Act IV?" Laughed the village chief. "There have never been any Act IV."

Is this really the case?

"Since I was born, people in the village have been acting to me." Ning Qing's voice said in Ning Ning's ears, "They don't really like me and respect me, but only on the surface ..."

After a pause, he smiled lowly: "Hold me up so that I will be miserable in the future."

The fourth act is there, it has always been.

The other three plays are on the stage, but the fourth one is in reality. It is performed continuously day and night. The actor is the Ning family and everyone in the village.

But what is it for?

This tragedy and comedy is made on screen for the sympathy and tears of the audience, but what good are they doing?

"Can you imagine? Everything around me is fake. My mother-in-law who gave me meals every day, accompanied me as a playmate who grew up and replaced my village head who was raised by my father ... during the ancestor worship ceremony Suddenly I changed my appearance, beating me and scolding me for insulting me, and I felt at ease, saying that I would eat and drink for me, pretending to be good for me, just to feel less guilty when I finally started. "Ning Qing mocked," So how can there be no Act IV? This is Act IV. People in the village played to me. "

In other words, to us.

Behind the mask, Ningning's eyes swept across the faces full of desire.

If the grandmother does not have a sudden idea and takes her mother to remarry to a village outsider, maybe they will continue the fourth act, and play the same drama generation after generation, ending in the same ending.

"We are not hostile, why do they do this? Spending ten or twenty years just to make me happy? No, even if there are one or two people willing to spend this time and strength, but not everyone is willing to spend this God, there must be any reason for the people outside the village to persist. "Ning Qing smiled strangely." There is only one reason to think about it ... "

on purpose.

They deliberately attacked Ning Qing, surprised him, made him feel like a joke in his life, and made him angry.

The three-act play of the ancestor worship ceremony was entirely a smoke bomb, in order to cover the fourth act and cover the real reason.

-Dedicate this ridiculous act IV to the movie theater of life.

"What are you doing?" The former lottery shouted. After the dull thunder, it finally started to rain. He raised his hand to wipe the rain on his face, and impatiently urged, "Come on! "

The rain washed Ningning's body, the darkness around her, and the white mask on her face.

"Don't worry," she said slowly. "Say okay first, which three will come in later?"

The former Lotto winner stunned and asked, "What three?"

"Life Cinema will start on time every day at 12 o'clock in the evening. No one knows which movie will be played tonight. I only know ..." Ningning looked around at everyone. "Only three of you can Go in. "

There was an uproar, and the former lottery winner immediately retorted: "Waffle, how could only three people go in?"

"Because of me, you can only get up to three tickets." The eyes behind the mask glanced at the village chief. "The annual ancestor worship ceremony is not just for this, torture a person regardless of his surname or Ning, but He was in pain and despair, and Life Cinema would send him three tickets back and forth, and only those with tickets in his hand could enter Life Cinema. "

This is Ning Ning's understanding of this ancestor worship ceremony.

Otherwise, why is this village tossing someone alone? Pei Xuan's lesson learned, Ning Ning's first reaction was that they wanted to catch tickets.

"There is no such thing," the village chief retorted, decisively speaking. "My ancestors have been in the village for generations, and they all preside over the ancestor worship ceremony. I have never heard of what you said. You just open the cinema and let it be present. Everyone goes in! "

Ning Ning stared at him for a while.

Strange, he didn't look like he was lying.

"I've never heard of what you said." Ning Ning slowly said, equally decisive, and justified, because she didn't lie. "You have seen the situation now, in your way, the cinema I can't even see a shadow, that's just my way. "

"How could you not?" The village chief roared, then snorted, his voice faded, "How can you not ..."

Why not

Ning Ning grew up outside the village and she never acted in the fourth act.

The set that was used on Ning Qing could not be used on her, or the situation is completely reversed. The people in the village used to show to the Ning family, and now it is Ning Ning to show them and let them Suddenly, pain, and anger.

An angry man pushed the village head down from the side, others hurried to hold him, and he screamed as he struggled: "Give me an explanation, ask me for money every year, and give you so much money every year, and finally I can receive anything?"

It was raining, and the village head sat silent in the mud.

"Yeah, give us an explanation."

"I don't explain, what about the ticket? Give me the ticket!"

"You are the oldest, no matter whether it is older than first come or older, when will it be you?"

"Stop and stop, stop and stop, you haven't seen the ticket yet, don't remember the internal conflict first, lest you be fooled!"

"Speaking again, who can prove that there must be a ticket to enter?"

"I can prove it."

The chaotic noise suddenly stopped, and everyone looked together, their eyes fixed on Ning Yuren.

"I can prove it." Ning Yuren repeated, then slowly walked to Ning Ning, turned around and said to everyone, "Most people here may not know each other, but they all know me."

This is not a boast, but a statement of reality.

As a generation of film, but also a popular film that has not yet exited the entertainment industry, as long as there is a TV where there is her, even those who do not watch TV can also hear her from the mouth of those around her.

"I debuted very late and the red one was very late, but it was almost red overnight, don't you think it's strange? Why did a person change so much overnight?" Ning Yuren asked himself, "Because I told you Some of them, as well as some of their parents and mothers, have gone to the cinema of life and more than once. "

As Ning Yuren said, some of the following people who came back from outside the village were older and some were younger. Because the ancestor worship ceremony has been stopped for a long time, it can be inferred that among them Some people have actually gone to the Life Cinema, but more often they have n’t, but some of their immediate family members have gone in, and they themselves suffer.

"The village chief did not choose me, and the reason why I was not a landlord was very simple." Ning Yuren mocked himself. "I can get three tickets from Ning Ning. From me, I think I can only get one ... … Plus my four tickets in total. Although they can't satisfy everyone, at least four people can get in, don't we? We have tickets, we know where the cinema is, and we can take you there! "

Ning Yuren appeared to say that some people believed and some did not believe, but some people said impulsively, "Why so troublesome, as I said, still kill her ..."

"In case she was killed, would the cinema still not show up?"

"Whoever gives advice, whoever will do it, I won't do it anyway. I don't want the cinema to go in, but instead I'm a murderer running away."

"Why are you looking at me? Don't expect me to do it! You don't want to be a fugitive, do I think?"

If there is no choice, there are still people who will risk it.

But now there are options, and there are three options-after all, aren't there three tickets?

In front of the front line, who wants to be the murderer in front of everyone's eyes, there are advantages and benefits for everyone, but the disadvantages are their own disadvantages, so the votes have not yet appeared, one by one to fight for redness.

"Stop, stop." The village chief was still sitting on the ground, with his two sons supporting each other. He stood up hard, yelled several times, but no one was willing to listen to him. He turned to the locals. Say, "Don't watch, go stop them."

One stepped forward a few steps, but watching everyone around him did not move, so he retreated.

"Village chief, forget it." A good voice said, "It's all the rich people in the village, why offend them."

The village chief looked at them silently. Where did his father and his grandfather say that the right to get one? From the ancestor worship ceremony, from the theater of life that appeared at the ancestor worship ceremony, but when the theater no longer appeared, this authority fell apart.

The villagers looked at the old man in pity, and another person hesitated to say, "The village chief, you and I must die here all the time, but others, and other children ’s children, have to go out. , Want to mix personalities outside, can only go to these rich people? "

It's changed, it's changed. The village chief looked at them with a desolate heart and shook his head and said, "Why do you believe her, don't you believe me? They are all liars, and both mother and daughter are liars. There is no fourth act, let alone What tickets ... tickets ... "

A ticket fell from him.

His gaze fell to the ground, watching it gently fall to the ground, floating in a small puddle.

A thin piece of yellow paper, with a round stamp on the left, which contains the admission ticket, and a rectangular box on the right, with the cinema in the middle.

All of a sudden the world calmed down, and the sounds of people and rain disappeared.

The village chief lowered his head and stared at the ticket, muttering: "Impossible, impossible ..."

"Look." A devil-like voice rang from behind him, Ning Ning, "This is a movie ticket for life."

He turned his head, staring angrily to refute, but one person rushed over from the opposite, followed by the second, the third ...

"Don't grab it! I'll get it first!"

"Hey, wait in line for buns, and come first?"

"Everyone! It's me who donates the most to the village every year, and if I have a ticket, it should belong to me!"

It is better to hear than to see.

No one knows where the ticket came from.

But they all know that the person who is most unlikely to lie to them with Ning Ning is the village chief.

So the ticket suddenly appeared in front of the village chief. The people who did not believe in Ning Ning's set believed it. These eight achievements were what Ning Ning said before: torture a person, regardless of his last name or Ning, but as long as he is in despair, the cinema He would send him three tickets in total.

The crowd huddled in front of Xiaoshuiwa. Those who couldn't get in, simply squeezed to the village chief, shook his shoulders, yelled and scolded him, and wished he would spit out the remaining two tickets immediately.

"Oh, the dog bites the dog." Looking at this scene from afar, Ning Yuren sneered, and then turned to look at Ning Ning, and looked at her motionlessly for a long time, then said lightly, "You are not Ning Ning, you are Who ... what happened to you? "

Ningning didn't know what her mother saw on her face.

She just felt her face was hot.

Her face began to get hot from the time the people in the village started arguing.

... No, it was the mask that started to get hot.

Ning Ning lifted the mask down. The tentacles were like a fire. She loosened her fingers, the mask lay on the ground, the rain fell on it, and the noise was steamed into water vapor, and the white smoke filled. It was getting bigger and thicker, and it gradually rolled out of white clouds. All the people who were present covered the whole village.

"Look, what's that?" Suddenly someone shouted.

The fog came too weird, it was weird and heavy.

In it, Ning Ning and Ning Yu couldn't help embracing each other. The hearts of both people were pounding. When they heard the shout of the person, Ning Ning looked around, but the fog was too thick, and they couldn't see the other person at all. Appearance, can only see in the white mist, one by one, the black shadows suddenly turned to look at her.

Looking behind her.

Ning Ning slowly turned her head.

The dense fog was rolling like the translucent clouds. The two lanterns in front of the door fluttered to the right along with the dense fog. The lanterns illuminated a tall building and an old movie theater.