Lyman sat quietly in his seat, feeling quite emotional.

This is not the first time that he has watched the edited version of "3 Idiots in Bollywood", nor is it the first time that he has shown his work in front of the public. After all, this is his second experience as a director.

It was a feature film, so he should be used to this. But after the movie ended, he still had an inexplicable emotion deep in his heart, so much so that his brain began to boil, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

He thought that after experiencing it once, he would no longer have to worry about gains and losses, and he would be able to remain calm and calm in every situation... But, unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

Looking at the big screen, the subtitles slowly disappeared, and the whole thing became dark.

The turbulent emotions in his mind instantly overwhelmed him.

A kind of restlessness to put one's own ideas and shooting concepts in the public eye to be reviewed and criticized; a kind of excitement to express the resonance of one's own thoughts through the language of the lens and through the plot; a kind of exhaustion of hard work,

The feeling of working together to complete a good story; this is also mixed with excitement, doubt, depression, hope, etc. In short, he is extremely restless now.

This feeling is just like... just like the state of mind I had when I was a kid after taking an exam but the results haven’t come out yet.

The blood all over his body washed over his body again and again. Gradually, the restlessness lingering around Lyman fell away, his brain restarted, and he resumed thinking again.

Only then did he finally draw his attention to observe the reactions of the audience around him.

Lehmann has always believed that only the audience who have actually watched the movie have the right to speak about a movie's quality and whether it is attractive, which is also the most important reference standard that can be flaunted.

As for the good things said by colleagues, the lies told by media reporters who received red envelopes, and the stupid words of the film critics group who are inherently fake and empty-headed, he did not take it seriously.

Film is an art, but it must first be accepted by the public.

From ancient times to the present, many stories tell us that it is useless to be high-minded and reticent.

What's even more cruel is that many filmmakers don't even have the qualifications to be high-minded, but they only mock the people's aesthetics. They attribute all bad things to the incompetence of this audience.

Haha, if you like to talk about others, why not first look in the mirror and see what you are like.

...

Lyman kept looking at the reactions of the audience around him from the corner of his eyes, but he gradually began to worry about gains and losses.

Because the surroundings were so quiet, not to mention clapping and thanking, there was no sound of the audience’s favorite whispering and discussing the plot after watching the movie. Only Ryan, Thomas, George and Lyman were left, staring with big eyes.

With small eyes, they looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, and I didn’t know whether to stand up and leave at this time, or go backstage and talk to the projection staff.

What's happening here?

Lyman remembered that even when the last movie was left, many viewers complained that it was a bad movie. That finally gave some reaction, wasn't it? But when it came to him, everyone invariably started playing the wooden man game. One, two, three.

, don’t move, whoever touches the puppy will get it.

Hey! Guys, can you give me some reaction? It's so scary to be hanging like this.

Next, more than a minute passed. The audience still did not take any action. They did not curse or leave voluntarily.

No, the screening is over.

Is everyone so busy?

This situation made Lyman a little flustered, and all kinds of thoughts kept coming to his mind.

Could it be that the finished film of "Three Idiots" was so bad that the audience was collectively angry?

As soon as this idea appeared, it was captured in Lyman's brain.

He couldn't help but wonder if his own adaptation had ruined the work.

To be honest, his version can't really be said to be better than the original version, but at least in his opinion it's not bad.

However, he is a director and a producer, so his comments don’t count at all.

He changed such a light comedy into a tragedy. He also cut the original film's content of more than three hours to 115 minutes. Could it be that this was a mess?

Lyman's brain was running rapidly, with all kinds of random thoughts.

"Papa pa pa! Pa pa pa pa..." A crisp and rhythmic applause sounded alone, gently echoing in the exhibition hall. This sudden sound interrupted Leman's wild thoughts and made him involuntarily

He turned his head and looked at the sound, and then Ryan, Thomas and others also saw the sound shadow.

"She's a beauty!" Next to him, Ryan's focus was still the same as before.

Although the lights in the exhibition hall were still turned off, and it was a little unclear in the darkness, it was no surprise that the person applauding was indeed pretty.

Judging from Lyman's perspective, just like Ryan said, she is a beauty.

Just now, Bella was still thinking that the audience felt the same as her, and they were all reminiscing about the plot of the movie.

Just so, the subtitles of the movie started rolling for a long time, but the cinema was still silent. No one stood up, no one made a sound, and no one discussed with their companions. It was as if they were all immersed in the joyful Indian song and dance ending theme.

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Everyone sat quietly in their seats, motionless.

This made Bella find it extremely interesting, and she could not help but laugh.

So, she playfully waved her hands, "Pah! Pah! Pah!"

The first sound was also made by her.

Her lonely applause echoed in the quiet space, with no one catering to her, which made her behavior seem a bit awkward, but Bella started filming even more energetically.

At this moment, it seemed as if the wooden man's game was over.

The audience in the exhibition hall came to their senses one after another.

The applause gradually overlapped.

Some people even stood up excitedly.

"Papa papa!" applause gathered together, and the momentum began to increase.

Lyman, who was looking at the beauty one second, was shocked by the jagged standing ovation in front of him, like a whack-a-mole scene the next.

Ryan on the side also stood up and waved his hands vigorously.

Thomas, George and others sitting next to him all laughed when they saw this.

Lyman looked at all this with great satisfaction, feeling that his decision to become a director was extremely wise.

The audience stood up and applauded in affirmation, which reminded him of that afternoon, when a group of people recognized his work "Buried Alive" through such actions. It was only after that day that he was able to successfully embark on the path of directing.

Everything is always so similar. How good, he thought.

The crisp sounds of the collision between palms gathered together, seeming to wake up the exhibition hall.

The temperature in the room gradually warmed up, and the milky-yellow light drove away the darkness like a tide.

The lights in the movie theater turned on, and the light that shone down in an instant made the scene in the entire exhibition hall appear in front of our eyes extremely clearly.

The faces of the audience were excited and excited, filling Lyman's sight.

What a wonderful feeling this is.

In a trance, I felt as if I was in heaven.

Lyman couldn't help but look up and look for that figure again.

The beautiful woman who was the first to applaud was standing quietly, looking around from time to time, with a smile on her face.

"Director, director, director..."

Some people cheered, and another group of people responded.

"Come forward, you should stand in front." George on the side said, hinting at Lyman with his eyes, and then stretched out his hand to point to the open space in front, and nodded to Lyman encouragingly.

Lyman hesitated for a moment, pulled up George's body, and motioned to Thomas and Ryan on the side to follow, "We are a team, this honor belongs to all of us, and we should stand in front together."

The four people walked slowly forward. All the eyes of the audience were focused on this group of people. The comfortable feeling of being the center of attention danced deep in their hearts, as if all the pores in their bodies were soothed.

It seemed to be unfolding, and the roaring and hot heart violently hit the ventricle, like a fearless brave, constantly charging.

The surging blood, light body, and a lubricating feeling on the skin surface make it feel like you are taking a bath in a hot spring.

Feeling comfortable all over.

In my mind, all kinds of emotions rushed in at once, so complicated that it was impossible to distinguish them.

As a result, four people who could only giggle stood on the stage framed by the audience's applause and cheers.

According to Ryan's words afterward, "My mind went blank at the time. I just followed everyone forward, and then stopped when they stopped. I didn't even know what I was doing. However, that feeling was...

It’s really cool.”

Yes, it’s really cool. Lyman feels the same way.

At some point, the audience in the exhibition hall stood up collectively. The sudden formation was like a dense and undulating forest, with towering figures that filled every inch of Lehmann's eyeball's sight space.

In the bright environment created by the lights, applause continued to ring out.

At this moment, Lyman faced the audience, accepting their affirmation and encouragement, and his emotions were constantly ups and downs.

The hardships of filming in the past few months, the people troubled by that land, and that impressive afternoon, these scenes kept flashing through my mind, and like a camera in the hands of a cameraman, the memory gradually evolved into one frame after another.

The frame-by-frame footage was finally fixed on the day when I just woke up.

The experiences of the past life also slowly emerged, and eventually turned into fragments and slowly disappeared.

He knows that his career as a director will be very solid in the future, he is sure.

And the applause that is ringing now echoes in the ears very clearly, and it also confirms Lyman's thoughts: he has once again successfully taken a step!
Chapter completed!