Hearing the joking tone in his words, Zhang Mo rolled his eyes speechlessly:

"What's there to argue about? If you can't add it, you can't add it. There's no room for discussion on this."

"Yes. Indeed, adding it is inappropriate, just like flattering foreigners. This is the bottom line, and we must abide by it."

"Then...what do you want to do?"

Zhang Mo couldn't hold it in any longer.

"wait."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xu Xin’s words are also very straightforward.

"What are you waiting for?"

"I can't tell you. But this time I will do this after I finish my trip to Nanjing and go to the magical city."

In fact, what he said is equivalent to not saying it.

But the actual situation is that Xu Xin estimates that the time is almost up.

He has shown enough patience without being arrogant, but the problem is that this matter cannot be delayed forever.

If it drags on any longer, who knows what else will come out.

In fact, in his mind, the best time should be after the release of "Jinling".

No one knows better than him how much effort the old man put into this movie. If possible, he hopes that this movie will not cause any trouble.

But there are two sides to the matter.

The pawn shop incident has already started, and for the sake of the purity of this movie, he really has to fast forward to the next step.

In this matter, Xiaoli made the old man completely a free man.

But Italy is a circle of ecological environment.

He must be very careful.

Otherwise... once he exposes himself, it will really be difficult for him to die.

…

Shiqiu Film and Television Base.

Devastated everywhere.

Under the leadership of Zhang Mo, Xu Xin subconsciously asked as he stepped on these ruins and walked to the set:

"Isn't this place going to recover by then?"

"If we don't restore it, we will just shoot it as a scene of the devastation of war."

"..."

Xu Xin was not talking.

But after reaching a relatively wide square, I stopped leaving.

Hearing no movement of footsteps, Zhang Mo turned to look at him and asked:

"What's wrong? We haven't arrived yet."

"I'm thinking……"

Seeing the traces blackened by the flames everywhere, Xu Xin seemed to want to say something.

Finally he shook his head.

"Let's go."

After walking through two streets, we finally arrived at a church.

There were some extras smoking and chatting at the door of the church.

But after seeing Zhang Mo, these people quickly put out their cigarettes.

Zhang Mo took it for granted and took Xu Xin to the church.

When these extras saw Xu Xin, their eyes widened with surprise.

Xu Xin smiled and nodded politely to them, and followed Zhang Mo into the big iron gate.

First, my eyes fell on the circular colorful windows of the church.

It was around 9 o'clock in the morning, and the sun was just hitting the front of the church.

Seeing this, he quickened his pace and walked into the church side by side with Zhang Mo.

Then I saw a bunch of colorful lights being vaguely hit to the ground, forming a halo...like the texture of water waves.

Extremely Beautiful.

At the same time, the light on the glass seems to have a diffusion effect. The invisible halo passes through the colorful glass and diffuses the light into the entire church.

There are obviously no lights on, but because of the colorful glass above the head, the light from the entire church... it has a very natural, yet stunning beauty.

The light and shadow seem to be constant here.

"Tsk..."

Subconsciously, he let out a sigh.

sharp.

The old man... is really awesome.

Looking around, his eyes were finally attracted by the candles on both sides of the statue.

After thinking for a while, he took out his lighter and walked over directly.

After first making sure that there was nothing around the candle that could easily cause a fire, he started to light the candles one by one.

The busy drama staff around them saw someone lighting candles and wanted to stop them, but when they saw Xu Xin's profile, they pretended not to see them and went about their business.

When Xu Xin finished lighting the two rows of candles, the firelight and the halo of natural light blended softly together.

He wanted to go back to the middle of the church to see the effect, but when he turned around, he saw Zhang Yimou wearing a baseball cap standing with Zhang Mo looking at him.

Seeing him turn around, a smile appeared on Zhang Yimou's face.

But there was no such greeting as "Come here", but a wave to him:

"Come and see me."

Xu Xin walked over with a smile and stood with him.

But soon his brows furrowed.

The light was a bit weak, and the candlelight magnified the shadow of the statue's sculpture.

With the trembling of the firelight, the shadow seemed to come to life. It was supposed to be a representative of God's love for the world, but because of this light and shadow, something... weird and weird happened.

"The effect is not good during the day or at night, so I stopped ordering it."

Hearing this, Xu Xin nodded:

"I also thought there would be a kind of holiness...but the effect is indeed not very good. It can express irony. In the face of human butcher's knife, the so-called faith is worthless. Just like what is sung in "The Internationale". It has never been

There is no savior, nor does he rely on a fairy emperor..."

"It can be added like this. But I discussed it with Bell. He is a very devout believer. After understanding his thoughts, I canceled it. It is not appropriate. This is like some of us saying that gods are not gods.

Things are the same..."

"Who said foreigners are not superstitious?"

"Ha~"

Zhang Yimou chuckled lightly and pointed behind:

"How is it? It works well, right?"

"Um."

Xu Xin nodded sincerely:

"It just feels like a disadvantage. Have you ever considered adding two sets of lighting lights? Let the light shine in like a beam to make the light look more "tangible"..."

"Yes, you didn't see the scaffolding on both sides when you came in just now? It's not just daylight, but cold light is also coming in at night. The beam is constant, symbolizing eternity outside the church."

When Zhang Yimou explained to him, his eyes were filled with relief.

The child has grown up again...

He is also becoming more and more mature.

Xu Xin, on the other hand, focused his attention on the row of candles again and said:

"If it were me, I would still click on them all. Then give a few close-ups... I am a staunch atheist, and my faith will not work at critical moments... Why should I believe him?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yimou couldn't laugh or cry:

"What do you think of a god? How can you be so utilitarian?"
To be continued...