Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 218. Fanwai: Variety show recording of a family of four (24)

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Chess and Chess responded with "hmmm".

Yan Qingchi stroked his hair, and then looked at the school gate that was close at hand. This kind of obvious private elementary school for the aristocrats, the teachers know that the children who come to school are either rich or expensive, so they should not dare to do illegal things. Something out of order.

He calmed down a little, "Let's go, Dad will take you to the classroom."

Yan Qingchi watched Qiqi sit on the seat all the time, raised his hand and waved at himself, and he waved back, feeling a little bit reluctant, but still turned and left.

On the first day of school, Qiqi was very good, he didn't cry or make trouble, but when Yan Qingchi came to pick him up in the afternoon, he leaned in his arms and hugged him.

Yan Qingchi touched his head and asked him, "It's your first day at school, are you happy?"

Qiqi thought about it, "I'm happy, but I'm not happy either."

"Why are you unhappy?"

Qiqi looked up at him, "I won't see my dad when I go to school."

Yan Qingchi looked at him and sighed, "Then what should we do?"

"I still have to go to school." Qiqi said, "On TV, all the children go to school, and Qiqi is also a child, and he also has to go to school."

That's right, it's a very standard syllogism, but Yan Qingchi looked helpless when he saw his little man uttering such a standard syllogism, somehow he wanted to laugh.

He hugged Qiqi to his lap and kissed him on the face, "Qiqi is right."

Qiqi likes to be kissed by others, and when Yan Qingchi kissed him, he became happy again, and said with a smile, "Although I won't see my father, I will miss him."

"I also want to play chess." Yan Qingchi touched his head.

Qiqi smiled and burrowed into his arms, Yan Qingchi hugged him, and soon got into a mess with him.

After sending Qiqi to school, it didn't take long for "Lost" to start.

"Lost" is a crime-themed literary film. The story begins with the death of a middle-aged man. Meng Wen, the financial director of a private company, had a gentle temper and was warm to others, but committed suicide one night. Starting from him, suicides occurred one after another in S City. The police concluded through autopsy that the deceased was not a suicide, but a homicide. However, during the investigation and investigation, no suspicious objects were found. The cause of death of these deceased was only slowly drawn out when a report ten years ago was discovered.

Ten years ago, Meng Wen was the principal of a private education school. Meng Wen and the teachers of the school, in the name of helping parents correct problem children, used abuse to make children feel fearful and become well-behaved. Docile. It's just that these children, when they became well-behaved and obedient, also lost the freshness of their humanity, became dull, and even cowered and frightened. Some children even committed suicide by jumping off the building because they couldn't stand the abuse. After two children committed suicide in succession, Meng Wen was forced to shut down the private education school and found another job, becoming an employee of a private company, and other teachers also found other ways out.

They have not been in touch with each other for ten years, but they meet regularly, especially when some of them die one after another, they are even more frightened and flustered. But no one dared to seek help from the police, because although the two children who committed suicide were not killed by them themselves, they were also forced to death by them. They were worried that the events of the year would be involved, so they could only avoid them carefully. He was the murderer, but he still couldn't escape death after all.

Through investigation, the police pinned the suspicion on Zhou Fang, a chemistry teacher. Zhou Fang's parents divorced ten years ago, his younger sister followed his mother, and he followed his father. However, when my younger sister was in the second year of junior high school, she was sent to a private education school by her mother because she fell in love with her deskmate. The younger sister couldn't bear the physical abuse and committed suicide by jumping off the building after a mental breakdown. My mother felt guilty for this and asked the school Unable to discuss an explanation, he also committed suicide.

Only he and his father were left sad for the death of his sister and mother. At that time, he was only 18 years old and a student who had just entered college, so he had no ability to take revenge. He remembered the appearance of these people. Ten years later, he returned to this city.

After interviews, investigations, and evidence collection, the police determined the crime of chemistry teacher Zhou Fang. However, when he was writing the final report, He Yu suddenly discovered that there was a death that Zhou Fang could not do. He carefully recalled all the details, rearranged his thoughts, and flipped through his records. Finally, he found that he had neglected one person from beginning to end, Meng Wen's son——Meng Luo.

Meng Luo is Meng Wen's son. He is 20 years old and is in his third year of college. He has a silent personality, gentle and polite, and was brought up by Meng Wen. He didn't make many appearances, and he only cooperated quietly in every police investigation. He seemed to feel sad for his father's death, but because of his introverted personality, he couldn't express his emotions too much.

He cooperated very well in every interview, whether it was about Meng Wen's daily life, interpersonal relationship or the matter of Meng Wen running a private education school ten years ago, he cooperated very seriously. However, because of this, every step the police took was actually more or less influenced by him and became part of his plan.

He Yu went to see him, talked with him alone and arrested people. Meng Luo was sitting on the sofa at home, quiet as usual, but different from usual, he was so youthful, so confident, Like a narcissus by the lake.

He said, "Yeah, I did it, I killed them."

He looked at He Yu with contempt and pride, he let go of his usual disguise, and wantonly burst out with the brilliance of his young life.

At the end of the story, He Yu arrested Meng Luo.

But what is lost? When He Yu took the wrong path when handling the case, he was lost; Meng Luo and Zhou Fang did not rely on legal means, and they retaliated privately, which was lost; Everyone who appears in the film has his own lost way.

In this script, there is no doubt that He Yu, as the male lead, has the most roles and the most righteous character. He is serious, upright, responsible, possesses excellent intelligence and physical strength, and is the best person in the movie. set up.

Zhou Fang is the male number two, and as the murderer He Yu has always suspected, he fights wits and courage with He Yu, clever and cunning but maintains gentleness to his relatives, and his personality is also very eye-catching.

Because of the limited plot, the leading actress, Sun Juan, does not have as many scenes as Zhou Fang, but Sun Juan is gentle, careful, courageous and capable, and at the same time always supports He Yu's decision, which is the brightest touch of color in this drama .

As for Meng Luo, he didn't have many roles. He only appeared in the early stage when he was being investigated by the police. The highlight was like a bottle cap being sprayed open by soda, with a bang, it was amazing.

Yan Qingchi is very satisfied with this role of his own. Although there are not many roles, he has a lot of room to play.

He participated in the opening ceremony with the crew, burned incense, and then officially started his first play.

He is young, so the paintings he draws are unavoidably immature, which are standard children's drawing methods, but after Yan Qingchi has seen them, he adds his paintings next to his puppy according to his painting methods a puppy.

Qiqi bent his eyes to watch him draw, and when he finished drawing, he naturally transferred the painting to Jiang Mochen, waiting for him to draw one too.

Therefore, Jiang Mochen's depressed and regretful psychology appeared.

Looking at the painting that suddenly appeared in front of him, Jiang Mochen hated himself for stepping into the house, and hated him forever. He thought it was just Yan Qingchi teaching chess and drawing, and then he wanted to see if they could accompany them along the way, but what's going on now, why does he need to draw too!

He thought for a while, then looked at the culprit again, "Aren't you going to teach him how to draw? That's how you teach him?"

Sui Kui Yan propped up one hand, and said calmly, "Isn't painting just for fun, let's play first, and I will teach him when he is happy playing chess."

"You can teach him now." Jiang Mochen deliberately added an accent to the word "now".

Yan Qingchi raised his eyelids, looked at him slightly, and remembered that he had been staring at him bitterly when he lowered his head just now, and now he had a guess, he retracted the arm that was supporting him, and said slowly: " It's okay, but I'm a guest after all, and you are Qiqi's father, so why don't we teach chess together?"

After Yan Qingchi finished speaking, before he could refuse, he took out a blank piece of paper from the table, and handed it over with a smile, "Draw casually first, and Qiqi and I will get to know your style of painting, and then we Re-division of teaching."

Looking at the smile on his face, Jiang Mochen was stunned by his series of coquettish manipulations... this was intentional! This is definitely intentional! This is fine!

Facing the paper in Yan Qingchi's hand, he didn't accept it for a while, and he didn't accept it, so he could only say coldly: "You draw first."

Yan Qingchi was not shy either. He took a colored pencil and began to draw on the white paper. Seeing that he was drawing so fast, Qiqi leaned over to look at it. After a while, he saw a bird appear on the paper. It looks like a smiling puppy with crooked eyes.

Yan Qingchi asked him, "Is it cute?"

Qiqi nodded, he stretched out his hand to touch the puppy on the painting, and said softly: "Cute."

Jiang Mochen looked at it coldly, and saw that Yan Qingchi's painting style was somewhat similar to cartoons, but probably in order to cater to Qiqi's preferences, he deliberately drew more cartoons.

He was watching, when he saw Yan Qingchi raised his head and bumped into his eyes, and his eyes met. Jiang Mochen was sure that he saw the playfulness and complacency in Yan Qingchi's eyes. Jiang Mochen gritted his teeth silently, and heard Yan Qingchi laughing, "I'm done drawing, Young Master Jiang, it's your turn to draw."

After hearing this, Qiqi turned to look at Jiang Mochen, with obvious expectations in his eyes.

Jiang Mochen looked at the expectation in his eyes, and he didn't know how to advance or retreat. Could it be that he said to Qiqi: Sorry, Qiqi, dad can't draw? Jiang Mochen felt that he couldn't say it, which was really terrible. Even after more than twenty years, he still lacked the courage to face this fact...

Yan Qingchi looked at him with a puzzled look on his face, and guessed that his conjecture was probably true. Unexpectedly, a novel hero like Jiang Mochen was not good at something, and he even turned out to be painting. All of a sudden, he felt that the person in front of him seemed to be alive, and he was no longer the thin text symbols when he read the text before.

He verified his idea, and didn't want to embarrass Jiang Mochen, so he said, "Forget it, a rich man like Jiang Shao probably learned the orthodox painting of sketching when he was young, and he draws it like me and chess The style of painting is different, let me teach you."

Jiang Mochen couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, "That's really hard work for Mr. Yan."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "You're welcome."

Jiang Mochen: ... Heh.

Qiqi listened to the conversation between the two of them, and when he heard Yan Qingchi say that he was the one to teach, he raised his head and looked at Yan Qingchi.

He took another piece of paper, pointed at the dog Yan Qingchi had drawn by himself before, looked at him, and didn't speak.