After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 322 322 Watching Movies

The onlookers couldn't help talking when they saw that they were Westerners.

Most people are somewhat unhappy.

One person said so.

"Let people from our side sing operas, why not let Westerners, Westerners are so ugly, they look like ghosts, what is there to look good at?"

"That's right, it's still next to that Tie Tuo Tuo, with a hippie smile on his face, very strange."

As the movie started, voices came from the loudspeaker.

The background music started, and the picture began to move. The first shot was a moving train.

The people who were talking about it before, when they saw this novel picture, they didn't care to complain, and they all focused on watching it.

Looking at these pictures on Zhao Ercheng's back every day, he never closed his mouth.

To be precise, except for Zhao Yuanle, everyone's mouths were open.

Zhao Yuanle looked at it twice, feeling bored.

She thought that if this movie was about traditional Chinese culture, she might be more interested in it.

But in modern times, she has watched enough western black and white silent films, and the Chaplin series has been repeated several times.

Watching this train comedy again, there are no surprises.

She can even guess how the following plot will go based on the special scene of the movie.

But others haven't seen it. Not long after the movie started, many people have already laughed several times.

Zhao Yuanxi smiled as well, and she asked Zhao Yuanle why he didn't smile.

Zhao Yuanle: "...I'm laughing in my heart."

Zhao Yuanxi sighed: "Their facial features are so flexible, there are many expressions on their faces, and there are many body movements. Even without talking, I know what they mean."

Zhao Yuanle nodded.

"They're still pretty good."

Actors in the silent film era had no lines, and their performances were based on body movements and expressions. At most, they were accompanied by some screams from the soundtrack.

Even so, they can still act out the plot, not only with vivid images, but also with the movements when the two look at each other, it can also make people think about the dialogue they should have.

Zhao Yuanle calmed down and looked at it carefully.

She found that the soundtrack of this movie was really good. When one of them played the saxophone, the tune matched the finger movements of the characters in it.

Zhao Yuanle admired Ming Hongyan.

Where the hell did this guy get this movie from?

The production is really excellent, and it happened to publicize the matter of railway repair.

And because this movie is a comedy, showing it to people here can dispel some people's prejudice against Westerners.

After all, who hates people who make them laugh all the time?
The movie continued to play, so many people were standing all the time, they didn't feel tired at all, and they all watched with hatred.

Many parents put their children on their shoulders, or hugged them, and the children could understand the movie screens without character dialogue, and they were all amused and giggled.

Among so many people, only Zhao Yuanle yawned.

She squatted down silently.

Unexpectedly, after squatting down, she smelled a very faint stench. Before she could find the source, she smelled a fart smell again.

Zhao Yuanle could only stand up helplessly.

She looked at the black and white movie on the screen, calmed down, and began to carefully observe the costumes of the characters in the movie, as well as the structure of the train at this time.

A picture of a woman flashed across, and Zhao Yuanle saw that the woman's waist was so thin that both hands could hold it.

She didn't expect that at this time, there were still women with corsets on Xiyang's side.

After she came here, she paid attention to the women here, and found that many of them didn't have their feet bound, so she thought that the women on the western side didn't have their waists either.

I didn't expect that there was still a girdle over there.

Look at the woman in this movie, the waist is so thin, the internal organs and ribs are probably squeezed and deformed.

Zhao Yuanle began to pay special attention to the women appearing in the movie, especially her dress.

She was counting the number of women in corsets, and then converted the ratio in her heart.

Suddenly, the movie curtain went dark.

The loudspeaker also stopped.

Just when everyone started to get restless because of the sudden stop of the movie, someone started speaking with a loudspeaker.

"Don't panic, everyone, wait for a few minutes, and wait for the person who plays the movie to change a reel of film."

Suddenly, Zhao Yuanle remembered a little knowledge she had seen by accident.

In the past, the longest time for a film copy was 15 minutes, and the film for official screenings can generally be left for half an hour.

Therefore, at this time, it should be because of poor technology or something, and the film needs to be changed after only a dozen or two 10 minutes.

After being notified, the moviegoers also began to relax, and they started discussing the plot together.

Tian Tian got off Zhao Ercheng's back.

His eyes were shining brightly, and he was very excited when he saw it.

Also excited was Zhao Yuanxi, she never expected the movie to be so good and interesting.

Zhao Ercheng looked at Zhao Dacheng, hummed and smiled: "Brother, you are wrong, this is not something like a shadow puppetry, this is much better than our shadow puppetry."

Zhao Dacheng touched his nose in embarrassment, but couldn't help but retort: ​​"This is okay, I think it would be better if we made a movie about our opera."

Zhao Yuanle: "This one has no sound. What's the point of watching opera and movies but not listening to singing?"

Zhao Dacheng was puzzled: "Isn't there a sound?"

Zhao Yuanle shook his head: "There is no sound. This was recorded by a machine alone, and then released. You didn't notice that the people inside didn't speak, did they open their mouths?"

Hearing Zhao Yuanle's words, Zhao Yuanxi finally realized.

"Indeed, we'll just see how they behave."

Zhao Dacheng: "So it's like this..."

He thought that the movie is to keep people silent.

At this time, there was a burst of fragrance from the outside, and the sound of selling came in.

Zhao Yuanle smelled it: "There are bread noodles, roasted sweet potatoes, oh, yes, there are also boiled peanuts in salt water."

Zhao Dacheng took out a few cents from his sleeve and gave it to Zhao Ercheng.

"Go and buy some salted peanuts, we'll watch and eat later."

Zhao Ercheng took the money, imitating Zhao Yuanle's method, and squeezed out in a few strokes.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuanle nodded in satisfaction.

Well, my father is still a quick learner.

Zhao Yuanxi glanced at the curtain over there, his face full of expectations.

"It would have been nice if it had been left a little longer."

Zhao Yuanle didn't say anything.

Movies at this time are usually not very long, especially this kind of comedy action movie, with a high probability of less than an hour.

Zhao Ercheng bought salted peanuts, looked at the heads of the crowd on his side, and squeezed them over again.

(End of this chapter)