Chapter 567 Just One Hundred Years Earlier, a Century Earlier.

When Wei Lai in the movie delivered her reply letter to the 15th year of the Republic of China to the post office that had been open for more than a hundred years, the development of the movie story began to be fantastic.

To be honest, the foreshadowing of the first part of "Love Letter" is relatively long, because it is a two-line narrative. Compared with other movies, "Love Letter" needs to be separated from two lines to introduce the modern male protagonist and the female protagonist of the Republic of China.

This part of the plot is inevitably dull.

But Wu Yuan tried his best to mix a lot of warmth and smiles in the dullness.

For example, the warm scene of the male protagonist Wei Lai and his mother relying on each other, such as the "luxurious" life of the eldest lady of the Republic of China on the side of the heroine, and her conversation with her mother.

The appearance of Fan Wei, the blind date of the heroine, also added some jokes to the dull plot in the early stage. As long as he appeared, even if he did nothing, the audience would laugh when they saw his face.

This is why Wu Yuan questioned the reason for inviting him to guest star.

Thanks to this, although there was a 20-minute opening foreshadowing, the audience did not feel that it was too bland and boring after watching it, but felt that it had a fresh atmosphere.

When this letter that spanned time and space was sent, the movie finally entered the main story.

In the 15th year of the Republic of China.

On an ordinary morning, under the morning light, the courier from the post office delivered this reply letter with a stamp to Jiang Lan's home.

The maid received the letter for Jiang Lan, and at this time, Jiang Lan was also forcing a smile to bid farewell to the uncle played by Fan Wei, with a melancholy look in her eyes and a bit of resigned frustration.

"This look is good." Zhang Yimou rarely commented out loud.

He has always been more demanding on the acting skills of actresses, and for the first time he thinks that Liu Yifei is a good actor and has grown up.

You know, Zhang Yimou actually didn't think much of Liu Yifei before. In his opinion, this actor is beautiful, but her acting skills are nothing special.

In this case, a too beautiful appearance will only lower Liu Yifei's acting performance.

In fact, Zhang Yimou doesn't like to use very beautiful actresses, whether it's Gong Li, Zhang Ziyi or Zhou Dongyu, their looks are either majestic, tough or fresh, but they can't be called super beauties.

They have more unique characteristics in temperament.

Zhang Yimou really doesn't like to use a beautiful woman like Liu Yifei who is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off her.

However, after the release of "Better Days" last year, his view of Liu Yifei has changed a little.

Now after watching Liu Yifei's eye play in "Love Letter", he is even more surprised that this big vase has really been trained by Wu Yuan!

"Director Wu is also very good at training actors." Jiang Wen echoed beside him.

Training actors has always been Jiang Wen's weakness. His level in this aspect is not much better than that of the Sunglasses King. In addition to demonstrating on the set himself, he is very self-centered when talking about the play, and it is difficult for other actors to keep up with his ideas.

"Continue watching the movie." Feng Xiaogang interrupted.

He watched it very seriously.

On the big screen, after Jiang Lan sent away the businessman who was dating, she sent away the maid, returned to the room alone, and sat at the table in a depressed mood.

Her thoughtful father saw her mood change, came to her room, and asked her what was wrong.

"Dad, I don't love him." Jiang Lan raised her head and looked at her father stubbornly.

"But it's time for you to get married."

"No, I know you're doing this for my own good. Chen Jia is a famous wealthy businessman in Shanghai. He's rich and can give me a good life, but this is not what I want. He's old enough to be my father!"

"What do you want?"

Jiang Lan's father snorted coldly, stood up and turned away, leaving his firm words in the air: "What I choose for you is the most suitable for you."

"Give up your ignorant girlish fantasies."

"When you grow up, you will understand my painstaking efforts."

With a thud, the door was closed.

The little bit of hope that Jiang Lan had finally ignited in her eyes was instantly extinguished. She was completely desperate and lay on the table.

At this time, she saw a letter on the table.

"To Miss Jiang Lan."

Looking at this strange letter, she opened it and read it with despair.

However, when she saw the first line, she was shocked and stunned.

A few days ago, the diary she hid in the secret compartment of the table and a letter she had intended to send to her best friend who was also studying in the UK disappeared. She searched for it for a long time but couldn't find it.

But now she actually received a reply letter, and the person who replied had obviously read her diary and the lost letter.

What's going on?

On the other side, Wei Lai was sitting on the sofa, leisurely watching a funny variety show on TV.

The letter he sent in the morning had been completely forgotten by him, and he regarded it as a crazy thing he did in a fit of anger.

"Dong Dong Dong..."

Just as he was watching TV with a smile, the old desk cabinet not far from the sofa made a few strange noises.

Standing up in confusion, Wei Lai opened the drawer and saw a piece of letter paper in the secret compartment at a glance.

"Fuck?!"

He quickly took out the letter and opened it.

"Who are you? Why did you peek at my diary and letters hidden in the table? Why did you send me a reply?"

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll tell my father. He knows the chief of the Magic City Police Department and can definitely find you, a thief!"

After reading the content at a glance, Wei Lai was stunned.

If this is not a prank, could he really cross time and space to talk to this girl who lived in the 15th year of the Republic of China?

He couldn't wait to take out the pen and ink, and wrote a reply on the letter paper.

At this time, the camera surrounded him and began to rotate steadily and evenly in the small bedroom, as if time and space were hanging upside down.

A nice soundtrack sounded in the surround sound of the theater.

"I suspect that it was in a certain year in a certain country."

"I haven't been brought into the world yet."

"There was someone who was waiting for me to love and lost sleep every night."

"I have never met him and he is gone."

"This person is very real, but he is like a fictional character."

"Could it be that he was supposed to accompany me in this life, but went to the wrong era."

"..."

"What is this?" Liu Yifei's good friend Zhang Liangying listened to the familiar melody and singing, and immediately reacted, "Is it Eason Chan's song?"

"This song is quite appropriate." (End of this chapter)