When the figure entered, it turned out to be an old man in tattered clothes. In his hand, he was carrying a small wooden box.

"Mr. Jin Shijie?" Manager Ma asked in surprise.

"Yes." Peng Hui nodded.

Manager Ma became a little interested.

"Old man, come and warm yourself by the fire." Peng Hui called loudly when he saw the freezing old man huddled in a corner of the ruined temple.

Jin Shijie stood up slowly and came to the fire.

After thanking him, he took out a piece of hard scone from his arms and ate it.

Peng Hui noticed the wooden box next to the old man's house.

"Old man, what's in your box?" Peng Hui asked curiously.

The old man became a little more energetic when he mentioned this.

He put the remaining scones back into his arms with oiled paper, wiped them randomly on his body, and then carefully opened the wooden box.

The camera gave a close-up of the wooden box door.

A brightly colored puppet appeared in front of the camera.

The puppet looked like a delicate girl. The workmanship was so good. It was as delicate and bright as if it had just been drawn. Her expression was lifelike, and there was a tear hanging from the corner of her eye.

I don’t know whether it was because of the real situation or the special effects. When he saw the tears in the corners of the puppet’s eyes, Manager Ma felt like he wanted to stop them.

The same goes for Peng Hui on the screen. He subconsciously reached out his hand, but then stopped, as if he was completely attracted by the puppet.

On a snowy night, in a ruined temple, by a bonfire, the two of them had nothing to do, so they started chatting.

As a result, as the old man talked, Manager Ma finally learned the old man’s story.

The old man was fond of playing when he was a child, but when he heard the sound of pan bells, he couldn't stop himself. He knew that the busker performing string puppets was coming, so he rushed to the small stage and performed for the puppets on the three-foot red cotton stage carpet.

The puppet show captivated my soul, and I was so happy that I started learning the puppet show. I was beaten and scolded at home, but seeing that I couldn't stop him, I had no choice but to let him go.

That's how I got into the industry and acted for the rest of my life.

After all, performers are performers.

No matter how many mountains and rivers we have wandered, apart from the carefree and carefree energy of our youth, what else is left?

He has no family, no company, and nothing left in his life except this puppet who has been with him all his life.

The old man cried before he finished speaking. He wiped his face with his patched sleeves, but he couldn't wipe them clean even though he wiped them again.

Manager Ma's heart was also filled with confusion.

Listening to the old man's story, he thought of a lot.

When I was young, I came into contact with computer games for the first time.

And I fell in love with it out of control.

When I was in high school, I chose the game design major without any hesitation.

However, when he left school and entered the industry, he was helplessly aware that he had wasted five or six years and still achieved nothing.

In the end, due to family problems, he gave up his dream, resigned from the game company, and came to Kuanyu, which was still just born at the time.

Then step by step we came to the present.

After so many years, although I have a good salary and a complete family, but...

Is this really what you expected?

Peng Hui on the screen didn't know what to say, so he gave a few words of advice and simply asked the old man to show off his craftsmanship.

Who would have thought that this trick would actually work? The old man blew his nose to stop crying and really started to perform.

Although there is only one puppet and it is only a short performance, I have to say that this performance is magnificent on the screen.

Even though Manager Ma had no interest in string puppetry at first, after seeing it, he felt an inexplicable urge to learn more about it.

Peng Hui on the screen nodded in understanding, and the puppets dancing to the panther music were shockingly beautiful.

Even though Manager Ma knew that it was just a gesture of hands and feet pulled out by silk threads, the puppet seemed to be alive and made people want to hold hands with each other.

I can’t wait to see the full picture of the silk puppet show in person.

The old man's singing was also very outstanding, but when Manager Ma heard the opera part, he was obviously stunned, and then subconsciously looked at Peng Hui beside him.

"Did you sing that?" Manager Ma asked in disbelief.

"Yeah." Peng Hui explained with a smile: "I used to major in puppetry."

Manager Ma was amazed.

"What now?"

"It's been cancelled." Peng Hui answered softly as the light in his eyes dimmed.

Manager Ma opened his mouth, but couldn't say the rest.

He finally knew why Peng Hui would film this movie.

The video still continues.

Although Peng Hui on the screen looked like he didn't understand, at the end of the performance, he still sincerely praised: "Old man, you are worthy of acting for a lifetime! You did a great job!"

The old man was completely stunned on the spot.

Holding the puppet, the old man laughed and cried.

"My whole life! I've only done this one thing my whole life! I've lived such a coward! I've ruined my whole life like this. Who's to blame? Isn't it the fault of this thing?" The old man looked at the person with a confused look.

Occasionally, the murmuring voice gradually grew louder: "It's snowing heavily, and I can't even buy cotton-padded clothes. This winter is going to be hard to get through, so what else do you do? It's better to burn it - it can also keep you warm!"

As he said that, with Peng Hui's stunned expression on the screen, he raised his hand, and the exquisite puppet was thrown into the fire.

"Oh! Why did he get burned!" Manager Ma said with regret subconsciously.

After coming back to his senses, he quickly asked Peng Hui next to him.

"What about the doll? What happened in the end?"

"You'll know after reading it." Peng Hui smiled bitterly.

"Ah..." Although Manager Ma was a little disappointed, he still read it carefully.

Peng Hui on the screen looked at the puppet in the firelight with a regretful expression, and let out a long sigh.

However, the next scene completely shocked Manager Ma.

In the firelight, the tongue of fire licked the gorgeous dancing-sleeved singing shirt, burning the delicate bones carved from basswood, making a beeping and popping sound.

At that moment, the puppet suddenly moved, stood up, bowed leisurely like a living person, and bowed to the old man dignifiedly and charmingly.

Accompanying all this is a beautiful and exciting song.

Manager Ma noticed that the BGM was actually sung by Peng Hui again!

But at this moment, he no longer had any thoughts about Peng Hui, but put all his attention on the puppet dancing in the fire.

It raised its tearful face, smiled suddenly, and shattered into charcoal ash with a click.

The expression on the old man's face suddenly became stiff.

He stared blankly at the figure gradually disappearing in the firelight, and suddenly burst into tears.

The wailing look was clearly like the child who was blocked by his parents from going to see the string puppet show.

And the fire burned extra long and warm that night.

There was obviously not much firewood, but the fire gradually cooled down until daylight came out.

In the last shot, a charming figure, with a smile on her face, quietly disappeared along with the rising smoke.

And at this moment, that beautiful song quietly sounded.
Chapter completed!