Huayu: Starting from "The Heavenly Bodyguard"

Chapter 129 Hair styled like an adult

Shen Mo held Liu Yifei's hand, followed by the rest of the Ula Grass group. They stepped onto the red carpet.

A thunderous applause erupted instantly.

At this moment, Shen Mo was also filled with emotion.

He came from a rural area in Northeast China, carrying a snakeskin bag, and set out to make a living all by himself.

Now, standing on the red carpet, she is the center of attention.

He kept greeting people, even the media, and greeted Shen Mo politely while taking photos.

Huang Xiaoming, standing at the far end of the road, watched his little brother holding Liu Yifei's hand, and felt a mix of emotions.

Damn it, I, Yang Guo, have finally lost to the Dragon Knight Yin Zhiping.

Wang Zhongjun whispered to Wang Zhonglei beside him, "Be careful what you say when you meet President Shen later."

He patted Huang Xiaoming on the shoulder again and said gently, "Xiaoming, you'll have to maintain the relationship between the two sides from now on."

Mr. Shen?

It seems that Shen Daniu is really different now.

Shen Mo led a group of people in, and when he saw Huang Xiaoming, he happily took a few quick steps.

He muttered to himself, "Naotaitao—Naotaitao—"

Huang Xiaoming opened his mouth, but the slight feeling of special affection he had just developed for President Shen vanished instantly.

I feel like this son of a bitch is still that Shen Daniu'er, that damn mouth of his still makes my blood pressure rise.

The two hugged, and Huang Xiaoming whispered to him for a while before Shen Mo turned his head towards Da Wang and Xiao Wang.

The two kings laughed like two little toads.

The two of them moved closer together, and the king took Shen Mo's hand first.

"President Shen, we must cooperate sincerely from now on. All of Huayi's resources will be open to you."

After holding back for a while, Xiao Wang finally chimed in, "Not bad, not bad, Yifei is getting more and more beautiful. We have a project next year, and we'll invite Yifei to audition then."

Shen Daniu subtly withdrew his hand, his face full of a standard fake smile.

"I'm busy today, let's chat another time."

After saying that, he strode towards Cheng Long.

Cheng Long hugged Shen Mo and said excitedly, "Good lad, this time you've finally succeeded!"

"Just lucky."

"How about we find an opportunity to collaborate sometime later?"

Shen Mo's expression was strange. Did this old man not know that he was famous for poaching stuntmen from other people's teams?

Has the boss really gone this far? He wants to cooperate with me, which is a disguised way of laying off people.

"Let's make this clear beforehand, we won't get angry when poaching people."

The premiere of "The Dark Knight" in Beijing was very simple in scale.

After walking the red carpet, the film's creators started sitting on the stage and bragging.

Nolan praised the various real-life explosions in his films and lauded the unparalleled acting of Shen Mo and Bale.

Shen Daniu and Bell also admired each other and praised one another.

The entire premiere was completely different from what you'd see outside. If everyone didn't know what kind of movie it was, they would have thought it was a family comedy.

The entire boasting process was enjoyable for both the host and guests, and the media's questions all revolved around whether the main creators liked Beijing and what memorable foods they had.

Even the usually demanding Sixth Princess didn't ask any inappropriate questions.

The main cast members then launched into praise mode, with Nolan praising the hot pot and Bell praising the Peking duck.

Shen Daniu then began to explain the Northeastern dish of stewed goose in an iron pot to everyone, which was met with rounds of applause.

Once the interview session ended, everyone returned to their seats, the screen slowly opened, and the movie intro began to play.

The opening of "The Dark Knight" is definitely one of the top three in film history.

The screen suddenly lights up, and the film opens without any unnecessary setup, cutting straight to the shocking gangster bank robbery in Gotham.

As the masked robbers killed each other according to the orders of the mastermind, and the last one was about to escape with the cash, a figure slowly emerged from the shadows, plunging the entire theater into a deathly silence.

It is silence.

There was no exaggerated roar, no deliberate ferocity. He wore an ill-fitting dark purple trench coat, his face was covered with pale paint, two dark lines on his lips extended to his jaw, his hair was messy and stuck to his forehead, he was playing with an inconspicuous utility knife in his hand, his eyes were as calm as a bottomless pool of cold water, but in this calmness, there was chaos and madness that could devour everything.

He walked slowly up to the robber, his tone as calm as if he were talking about the weather, and said lightly, "I hate money, it's too..."

"It's an eyesore," he said, raising his hand and burning half of the cash. The flames leaped up, reflecting the emotionless smile on his face. There was not a sound in the room, not even a whisper.

Without any unnecessary camera tricks, Nolan focused all his most crucial shots on the close-ups of Shen Mo's face and his micro-expressions.

The film follows the original plot throughout, but the subplot of Hong Kong's transfer of stolen goods is reduced or weakened, and more time is devoted to the struggle between order and chaos in Gotham, which also creates a series of memorable scenes of the silent Joker.

He showed up uninvited in the gang's meeting room.

Ignoring the dark muzzles of guns, he sat lazily on the edge of the table, using a mocking yet sinister tone to gradually manipulate the desperate gang leader.

The contempt and madness in his eyes could send chills down your spine even through the screen.

During the live-streamed declaration of war, he slowly tugged at the lip paint on his lips in front of the camera, without roaring, but issuing a death ultimatum in a low, ethereal tone.

Every word felt like an icicle piercing the heart.

Many viewers in the cinema instinctively gripped the handrails, and even film critics forgot to look down and take notes, focusing only on the figures on the screen.

The most shocking scene was the interrogation room confrontation. Facing the furious punches from Bale's Batman, Shen Mo did not flinch at all. With blood on the corner of his mouth, he laughed even more maniacally.

His gaze was fixed on Batman, and every word he uttered pierced through the other's pretense of decency. He delivered the two contradictory statements about the "scar on the corner of his mouth" with distinct layers.

One second he was whispering seduction, the next second his eyes were brimming with pure malice.

He perfectly captured the Joker's core essence: "no motive, no desire, only the desire to destroy the light."

The atmosphere in the theater was gripped throughout the entire performance. As the plot unfolded, the audience's emotions rose and fell with the Joker's series of panics, Two-Face's fall, and the climax of the ferry's human experiment.

Some people held their breath and dared not move, while others held their breath subconsciously.

There wasn't even a whispered conversation.

Everyone has forgotten that the actor who played the Joker previously drew a lot of criticism from netizens who felt he had no acting skills whatsoever, aside from his physical abilities.

All they remember is that the character on screen is not anyone's stand-in, not an imitator, but the Joker, a living, breathing person who has stepped out of the shadows of Gotham.

As Batman took the blame for all the crimes and drove the Batmobile into the darkness of Gotham at the end of the film, the credits slowly rolled, and the theater remained silent for a full three seconds. Then, thunderous applause and cheers erupted, almost lifting the roof off the theater!