Chapter 878 "Scale Man" (7)
In the screening room, the audience watching "Scale Man" for the first time couldn't help but rub their arms and let out a "ugh" sound.
This is not only because Pan Qing’s scales in the close-up are so real that it’s a bit disgusting, but also because the hints of the plot before and after make people feel chilled all over, and they can’t help but wonder whether the air conditioning in the cinema is turned up too high.
——"If your relatives and companions became scalers, would you safely send them to the medical base?"
——"Of course I will give it to you! Accepting treatment is the best choice when you are sick!"
The conversation between Pan Hong and Rui echoed in everyone's minds.
By now, anyone with any brains can guess that there is definitely something wrong with the so-called "medical base", and Yan Bing, played by Ding Mingqian, is most likely the ultimate villain.
After all, there are only four actors in the red group in the seventh round, so the answer is almost obvious.
"This is such a harsh question..."
Someone in the audience murmured to himself.
Even in action blockbusters, Yuan Xiao still has not given up on his own style. For example, now, Pan Hong, who always encourages others to "Don't worry, people will get better after being sent to the hospital, believe in Mr. Yan Bing", cannot help but
Not facing the fact that his sister has become a human being.
"Aren't you talking very enthusiastically? Now it's your important family's turn and something happens, so you hesitate? Flexible moral standards, right? How can you stand and talk without backache!"
——Thoughts like this lingered in the minds of the audience. They understood the irony and felt like they had been hit by an arrow in the knee, but also felt an indescribable and strange feeling of relief in their hearts.
Evil people do good things, and saints overturn their fortunes. People always like to see such a contrast. The former is gratifying, while the latter is for fun.
Pan Hong finally experienced the subtle feeling of panic. Of course he trusted Yan Bing and the official medical resources, but at the same time, his only relative, Pan Qing, was sitting on the other side of the scale. This kind of inability to control the situation,
It feels extremely difficult to just make a choice and wait.
In the end, Pan Hong did not betray his faith, encouraged Panqing as always, and personally sent his sister, who was wearing a mask and blindfold, onto the moving track.
Watching Pan Qing's figure go away surrounded by medical staff, Pan Hong turned around silently. He didn't punch the wall heavily until he entered the room.
"...It would be nice if this didn't happen."
His voice echoed in the screening room.
A low sneer came from the audience, just like Rui at that time.
But more people remained silent and had mixed emotions.
Yes, that's it. People always have double standards. If things don't fall on them, everything they say and do is so easy.
Although Pan Hong had always said that "people are human too" and insisted that they were all equal, when unexpected changes happened to his family, he had to admit that he couldn't help but think in his heart:
It would be nice if this didn't happen.
It would be nice if there was no such trouble.
"Don't encourage others to do good things without their suffering." This passionate fool finally faced this bloody truth at this moment.
The plot took a major turn, and the depressing and dark tone overshadowed the exciting action scenes. However, the audience's heavy mood did not last for five seconds, and the pace of the scene accelerated again.
Fang Youwen shows off his skills in a high-profile way here, the editing is fast but not broken. Each picture has a main color, but the transition is smooth in the fast cutting and splicing. The gradient colors, camera angles and storyboard transitions are boldly played.
Like a chain of rainbow colors.
Panqing on the mobile hospital bed was pushed into the capsule ward;
In the dark night, Shu Zhen led the scale people to move;
The three Rui people were put into special cells respectively;
Pan Hong drives the mecha on daily duty;
The desktop electronic calendar turns pages at a constant speed.
Interspersed, layered, and well-proportioned, Qiao Yuansu in the audience frowned and grinned.
This is the work of artist Wang Jiangyuan! Sure enough, he usually looks indifferent, but when he meets Fang Youwen and Qin Yi Technology, he can show his amazing strength.
However, isn’t the plot advancing too fast? Isn’t “The Scaled Man” a full 120 minutes long?
Just as I was thinking about it, a hand appeared in the picture, and the arm was rotating, showing an obvious upward angle.
Panqing was lying on the bed, observing his right arm under the pale light, his expression gradually becoming confused.
The slight "gulu" sound of the trolley sliding and the "tap-tat" sound of the heels hitting the ground came at the same time. It was the nurse who had arrived.
Panqing hurriedly sat up from the bed. The capsule ward was too narrow. The single bed took up most of the space. The small table used to place food and water was at an awkward angle. It was not convenient for her to even stand up, so she could only sit.
At the bedside, I just took the syringe, a few capsules and a glass of water handed over by the nurse.
"Sister!"
Seeing that the nurse was about to leave after distributing the medicine, Panqing quickly called her to stop.
"Um..." She was not good at words when facing strangers, and she awkwardly raised her forearm, which was completely covered with scales. "It seems like it's more serious?"
The nurse blinked and smiled warmly.
"Everything has to be serious first, just like a cold." She said softly.
"Oh, oh oh..."
Panqing nodded in confusion, put away his arms obediently, and watched the nurse push the trolley towards the next capsule ward.
When the nurse completely walked out of her sight, the "door" in front of her closed, and the narrow space was once again filled with pale light, which was so bright that it seemed gloomy.
Panqing lowered his eyelids and looked at the medicine conveniently placed on the small table.
She did not rush to take them, but moved with difficulty to the corner of the capsule ward.
There is a bathroom that combines bathing and toileting. It is generally a slender column and is also very narrow.
After Panqing moved in, she was finally able to stand up straight. She moved her sore legs a few times and pressed the switch to make the bathroom a sealed space.
Then she glanced coldly in the direction of the monitor, turned her palm over, and a small calculator no bigger than a palm appeared in her palm.
The film only gives the audience a short period of breathing time. From the second the "little calculator" appears, the tense background music begins unknowingly.
Panqing sat cross-legged on the toilet seat, pressing her thumbs quickly with both hands, and the light screen suddenly unfolded in front of her. The small calculator also changed its appearance, with smaller keyboards and calculators sticking out from the left and right sides like Russian matryoshka dolls.
A smaller keyboard, and finally a few thin pillars protruding from the back, firmly supported the small computer cluster in front of Panqing.
The keyboard clicked softly under the typing, like a crowd whispering. Panqing's two eyes moved quickly, and his eyes wandered between several screens.
The picture was zoomed straight in. Under the cold-toned light source, a streamlined and detailed three-dimensional geometric pattern appeared in the center of the giant screen, and then zoomed out to show more panoramic views. Minimalist lines carefully outlined the architectural model, which turned out to be the entire medical base.
Construction details.
In the structure diagram with gray and white translucent texture, cyan and blue snakes seem to be leaping around, starting from an insignificant corner and spreading outward.
The angle of view is changing, and the large area of dark and cold tones easily creates a strong sense of distance and technology. This is not as exciting as the battle scenes, but it makes the audience's hair stand on end and their bodies feel as if they are being jolted by electricity.
Efficient, cold and rational - this is the most intuitive feeling.
The fundamental content presented in this picture is an action with a strong purpose. The intelligent and digital predatory coverage is simple and straightforward, triggering another unique wave of "high-style" crushing.
A pleasant feeling of pressure.
Soon, several light screens in front of Panqing flashed a few times, and the grid-like horizontal stripes flowed up and down, finally showing a clear picture steadily.
Chapter completed!