Chapter 1301: 1301
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Emily Chen sat up straight, looked around, and quickly scanned the scene. &1t;/
At this time, Lumiere Hall was brightly lit but dark, and the line of sight could not be teleported out. Only the dense and turbulent people could be seen, like dense lush forests. The audience was obviously full of seats, but every corner could still be seen. The audience who is actively seated is like a theater that can accommodate 2,000 people but forcibly squeezed 6,000 people in. &1t;/
Emily strongly doubted, now that she can't even find a place to stay? &1t;/
Involuntarily, Emily breathed a sigh of relief, thanking herself that she still came to line up early today. Although the mighty team was too exaggerated when queuing, but after the real entry, the throughput of Lumiere Hall was a little reassuring——&1t;/
This is a film festival and there is no seat number; instead, they will take their seats according to the order of arrival at the scene. Except for a small number of seats reserved for crew members and members of the jury, other guests also took their own seats; therefore, Emily was lucky to find a place on the first floor, without having to go to the second floor, taking a condescending view. Movies more or less still affect the experience of watching movies. &1t;/
In fact, the entire first floor is already full of people. Everyone takes it for granted that there is no place here. Many media who came in before Emily went to the second floor consciously; but Emily chose to stay. On the first floor, there was a large part of the vacancy unexpectedly. It seems that everyone was too conscious and observing the order, and "politely" reserved the space on the first floor. &1t;/
Of course, the works of the Coen brothers are not a type that focuses on visual effects. But in the final analysis, it was lucky to be able to stay on the first floor. &1t;/
"Today is really crazy, right?" A hearty conversation came from the direction on the right. &1t;/
Emily didn’t think much about it, taking it for granted that it should be a small chat with her peers, she also smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile, “I thought Leonardo DiCaprio’s game was exaggerated enough. I didn’t expect it. This one is the real climax/trend. I think Fumao must regret it now, and we should press this one later."&1t;/
Turning her head, Emily noticed the people around her, her expression could not help but was slightly stunned, but the ridiculous words still hadn't had time to control, and she blurted out, "I am very curious now, what kind of experience is it like to be Lan Li-Hall? ”&1t;/
"He's right there. You can ask him directly." Steven Spielberg sat on the chair, his eyes gleaming like an old naughty prank, and he leaned forward toward the left side of the front row. He shouted in the direction, "Hey, Lanly, this lady has a question about you, what kind of experience is it like to be Lanly-Hall?"&1t;/
Emily's head couldn't turn around a bit, and she subconsciously followed Steven's gaze, and then she saw Lan Li who was politely apologizing and moving to the center seat. &1t;/
Hearing the sound, Lan Li raised his head, and the corner of his mouth formed a shallow arc, "I was interviewed by the'New York Times' before and answered this question. If you are interested, you can read it."&1t;/
"Yeah! The official answer is perfunctory, bad review." Steven began to complain without hesitation, even booing booingly. &1t;/
However, Lan Li shrugged his shoulders calmly, "Hey, this is the right to be Lan Li-Hall." After speaking, his head was slightly tilted, showing a smug expression, and then turned around. Overturned, sat down in his seat. &1t;/
Emily and Steven exchanged their gazes, and both paused for a moment, and the curvature of the back corners of the mouth rose at the same time. Steven spread his hands with a helpless expression, "I guess, this is the correct answer. ”&1t;/
Emily chuckled and nodded in agreement. &1t;/
The most wonderful moment of the Cannes Film Festival is here. After the media reporters successfully line up to enter the venue, they can become ordinary members of the screening hall. &1t;/
As we all know, the area in the center of the projection hall is the best location for the viewing experience. Generally speaking, this area will be reserved for the jury judges, crew members and important guests; outside the area, it is completely open. Every audience can choose to sit freely. &1t;/
They can sit next to the judges of the jury and observe the judges' screenings up close-is he asleep? Did he cry? Is he yawning? Is he fully absorbed? Did he stand and applaud? Does he like it or hate it? &1t;/
They can also watch the movie with the crew members, and capture the feelings of the actors or directors about the finished film-what is the chemical reaction of the shooting process? Are the actors satisfied with the quality of the finished product? What is the director's attitude? &1t;/
These details are often the first-hand source of gossip about word of mouth in a work. Because the judges are not allowed to discuss the film publicly during the film festival to avoid affecting the trend of award selection; therefore, these gossips viewed at close range have become the most intuitive trend. &1t;/
Obviously, Emily had good luck today. On the right hand side is the chairman of the jury, and on the left front is the film actor, and then you can see the Coen brothers and Kerry Mulligan who are sitting not far ahead. &1t;/
This is really a wonderful experience. Emily tried to stay calm and steady. It was not an easy task, but after the lights in the projection hall slowly dimmed, Emily's attention gradually shifted to the big screen. . &1t;/
You can feel from a title, as the Coen brothers said, the post-production of the film is not over yet. There is no production company, no cast, and even the list of producers is not complete. It is just a black background, written, "produced by the Coen Brothers", that's all, rough and crude. &1t;/
Then, the sound of guitar strings came from the stereo. &1t;/
Not the random guitar string sound, but the original acoustic guitar without any modification. The resonance of the piano box and the rough texture of the strings are highlighted in the welcome of the Lumiere Hall. &1t;/
More importantly, the whole audience was dark, there was not even a little bit of light, vision was completely cut off, hearing began to magnify, and the slight vibration of the strings seemed to be gently plucking the heartstrings of every audience. &1t;/
The melody that is not a chapter is not being played, but is being tuned. &1t;/
Without further ado, you can hear beer hitting the bar, guests talking, bartender pouring alcohol, waiters coming and going, the noise of wine glasses touching each other... No explanation, no explanation, everything in the whole theater The audience is actually in the bar. &1t;/
"Gas Lamp Cafe, 1961". &1t;/
A microphone appeared on the big screen. There was no formal and solemn introduction. The melodious and light melody flowed down slowly like gurgling water. Before I saw the person, I heard the sound first. The lens moved between the golden ones. Little by little, the light drew out the face and figure of the desolate man with beard and scum. &1t;/
"Hang me, oh, hang me, I will die soon."&1t;/
Involuntarily, a thin layer of goose bumps appeared on the surface of Emily's skin. &1t;/
On the huge screen, the handsome, decadent, vicissitudes and gloomy man was humming in a low voice, and his husky voice told the story. No words or expressions were needed. The noisy and boredom in his mind was enough. Slowly settle down. &1t;/
It was as if he was carrying a bag on his back, following his footsteps, and walking towards an unknown journey. After the weather-beaten, he still staggered forward, leaving only a lonely back, staggering on the barren and magnificent highway. Zhen walks alone. &1t;/
Time slowly began to flow back in the melodious melody. &1t;/
2o13, 2o12, 2o11...2ooo, 1999...199o...198o...197o...at the end, the time was so slowly fixed above 1961. The era that was devastated by war, the era of wanton blooming because of thought/liberation, and the era of hardship because of scars. &1t;/
The story began in 1961 at the Gaslamp Cafe. &1t;/
Under the lens of the Coen brothers, the entire Lumiere Hall was transformed into a gaslight café, and every audience present became a customer of the café and was enjoying a folk performance. &1t;/
What's interesting is that in 1961, when folk songs were popular, people were accustomed to it because there were so many similar singers; in 2o13, when folk songs declined ~www.novelhall.com~, people were indifferent because of no one cares about it and cultural faults. Invisibly, the Gaslight Café and Lumiere Hall seem to break the boundaries of time and space and illusion, and complete a seamless connection. &1t;/
At the end of the performance, the customers in the cafe gave a polite applause. &1t;/
"Have you and Mickey sang this song together?"&1t;/
"Yes." &1t;/
"Boy, you were a mess last night."&1t;/
"Yes... I'm sorry, Papi, I'm a bastard."&1t;/
"I don't care, it's just music. A friend of yours is in the back alley."&1t;/
After the performance was over, the singer came to the bar, chatted with the bar owner, and then came to the back alley. &1t;/
The visitor is a tough guy dressed up as a western cowboy. No face can be seen in the dim back alley, but it is certain that they are not friends, because the other party came for the mess last night and beat him severely; Then left the embarrassed singer and walked away. &1t;/
Emily's jaw slightly expressed surprise and admiration. &1t;/
The Coen brothers seem to have this ability. They can outline the background of the story and the image of the characters in a few strokes. This time, with Lanli, their skills have undoubtedly improved to a higher level. It has just begun. An outline has already appeared. &1t;/
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Emily Chen sat up straight, looked around, and quickly scanned the scene. &1t;/
At this time, Lumiere Hall was brightly lit but dark, and the line of sight could not be teleported out. Only the dense and turbulent people could be seen, like dense lush forests. The audience was obviously full of seats, but every corner could still be seen. The audience who is actively seated is like a theater that can accommodate 2,000 people but forcibly squeezed 6,000 people in. &1t;/
Emily strongly doubted, now that she can't even find a place to stay? &1t;/
Involuntarily, Emily breathed a sigh of relief, thanking herself that she still came to line up early today. Although the mighty team was too exaggerated when queuing, but after the real entry, the throughput of Lumiere Hall was a little reassuring——&1t;/
This is a film festival and there is no seat number; instead, they will take their seats according to the order of arrival at the scene. Except for a small number of seats reserved for crew members and members of the jury, other guests also took their own seats; therefore, Emily was lucky to find a place on the first floor, without having to go to the second floor, taking a condescending view. Movies more or less still affect the experience of watching movies. &1t;/
In fact, the entire first floor is already full of people. Everyone takes it for granted that there is no place here. Many media who came in before Emily went to the second floor consciously; but Emily chose to stay. On the first floor, there was a large part of the vacancy unexpectedly. It seems that everyone was too conscious and observing the order, and "politely" reserved the space on the first floor. &1t;/
Of course, the works of the Coen brothers are not a type that focuses on visual effects. But in the final analysis, it was lucky to be able to stay on the first floor. &1t;/
"Today is really crazy, right?" A hearty conversation came from the direction on the right. &1t;/
Emily didn’t think much about it, taking it for granted that it should be a small chat with her peers, she also smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile, “I thought Leonardo DiCaprio’s game was exaggerated enough. I didn’t expect it. This one is the real climax/trend. I think Fumao must regret it now, and we should press this one later."&1t;/
Turning her head, Emily noticed the people around her, her expression could not help but was slightly stunned, but the ridiculous words still hadn't had time to control, and she blurted out, "I am very curious now, what kind of experience is it like to be Lan Li-Hall? ”&1t;/
"He's right there. You can ask him directly." Steven Spielberg sat on the chair, his eyes gleaming like an old naughty prank, and he leaned forward toward the left side of the front row. He shouted in the direction, "Hey, Lanly, this lady has a question about you, what kind of experience is it like to be Lanly-Hall?"&1t;/
Emily's head couldn't turn around a bit, and she subconsciously followed Steven's gaze, and then she saw Lan Li who was politely apologizing and moving to the center seat. &1t;/
Hearing the sound, Lan Li raised his head, and the corner of his mouth formed a shallow arc, "I was interviewed by the'New York Times' before and answered this question. If you are interested, you can read it."&1t;/
"Yeah! The official answer is perfunctory, bad review." Steven began to complain without hesitation, even booing booingly. &1t;/
However, Lan Li shrugged his shoulders calmly, "Hey, this is the right to be Lan Li-Hall." After speaking, his head was slightly tilted, showing a smug expression, and then turned around. Overturned, sat down in his seat. &1t;/
Emily and Steven exchanged their gazes, and both paused for a moment, and the curvature of the back corners of the mouth rose at the same time. Steven spread his hands with a helpless expression, "I guess, this is the correct answer. ”&1t;/
Emily chuckled and nodded in agreement. &1t;/
The most wonderful moment of the Cannes Film Festival is here. After the media reporters successfully line up to enter the venue, they can become ordinary members of the screening hall. &1t;/
As we all know, the area in the center of the projection hall is the best location for the viewing experience. Generally speaking, this area will be reserved for the jury judges, crew members and important guests; outside the area, it is completely open. Every audience can choose to sit freely. &1t;/
They can sit next to the judges of the jury and observe the judges' screenings up close-is he asleep? Did he cry? Is he yawning? Is he fully absorbed? Did he stand and applaud? Does he like it or hate it? &1t;/
They can also watch the movie with the crew members, and capture the feelings of the actors or directors about the finished film-what is the chemical reaction of the shooting process? Are the actors satisfied with the quality of the finished product? What is the director's attitude? &1t;/
These details are often the first-hand source of gossip about word of mouth in a work. Because the judges are not allowed to discuss the film publicly during the film festival to avoid affecting the trend of award selection; therefore, these gossips viewed at close range have become the most intuitive trend. &1t;/
Obviously, Emily had good luck today. On the right hand side is the chairman of the jury, and on the left front is the film actor, and then you can see the Coen brothers and Kerry Mulligan who are sitting not far ahead. &1t;/
This is really a wonderful experience. Emily tried to stay calm and steady. It was not an easy task, but after the lights in the projection hall slowly dimmed, Emily's attention gradually shifted to the big screen. . &1t;/
You can feel from a title, as the Coen brothers said, the post-production of the film is not over yet. There is no production company, no cast, and even the list of producers is not complete. It is just a black background, written, "produced by the Coen Brothers", that's all, rough and crude. &1t;/
Then, the sound of guitar strings came from the stereo. &1t;/
Not the random guitar string sound, but the original acoustic guitar without any modification. The resonance of the piano box and the rough texture of the strings are highlighted in the welcome of the Lumiere Hall. &1t;/
More importantly, the whole audience was dark, there was not even a little bit of light, vision was completely cut off, hearing began to magnify, and the slight vibration of the strings seemed to be gently plucking the heartstrings of every audience. &1t;/
The melody that is not a chapter is not being played, but is being tuned. &1t;/
Without further ado, you can hear beer hitting the bar, guests talking, bartender pouring alcohol, waiters coming and going, the noise of wine glasses touching each other... No explanation, no explanation, everything in the whole theater The audience is actually in the bar. &1t;/
"Gas Lamp Cafe, 1961". &1t;/
A microphone appeared on the big screen. There was no formal and solemn introduction. The melodious and light melody flowed down slowly like gurgling water. Before I saw the person, I heard the sound first. The lens moved between the golden ones. Little by little, the light drew out the face and figure of the desolate man with beard and scum. &1t;/
"Hang me, oh, hang me, I will die soon."&1t;/
Involuntarily, a thin layer of goose bumps appeared on the surface of Emily's skin. &1t;/
On the huge screen, the handsome, decadent, vicissitudes and gloomy man was humming in a low voice, and his husky voice told the story. No words or expressions were needed. The noisy and boredom in his mind was enough. Slowly settle down. &1t;/
It was as if he was carrying a bag on his back, following his footsteps, and walking towards an unknown journey. After the weather-beaten, he still staggered forward, leaving only a lonely back, staggering on the barren and magnificent highway. Zhen walks alone. &1t;/
Time slowly began to flow back in the melodious melody. &1t;/
2o13, 2o12, 2o11...2ooo, 1999...199o...198o...197o...at the end, the time was so slowly fixed above 1961. The era that was devastated by war, the era of wanton blooming because of thought/liberation, and the era of hardship because of scars. &1t;/
The story began in 1961 at the Gaslamp Cafe. &1t;/
Under the lens of the Coen brothers, the entire Lumiere Hall was transformed into a gaslight café, and every audience present became a customer of the café and was enjoying a folk performance. &1t;/
What's interesting is that in 1961, when folk songs were popular, people were accustomed to it because there were so many similar singers; in 2o13, when folk songs declined ~www.novelhall.com~, people were indifferent because of no one cares about it and cultural faults. Invisibly, the Gaslight Café and Lumiere Hall seem to break the boundaries of time and space and illusion, and complete a seamless connection. &1t;/
At the end of the performance, the customers in the cafe gave a polite applause. &1t;/
"Have you and Mickey sang this song together?"&1t;/
"Yes." &1t;/
"Boy, you were a mess last night."&1t;/
"Yes... I'm sorry, Papi, I'm a bastard."&1t;/
"I don't care, it's just music. A friend of yours is in the back alley."&1t;/
After the performance was over, the singer came to the bar, chatted with the bar owner, and then came to the back alley. &1t;/
The visitor is a tough guy dressed up as a western cowboy. No face can be seen in the dim back alley, but it is certain that they are not friends, because the other party came for the mess last night and beat him severely; Then left the embarrassed singer and walked away. &1t;/
Emily's jaw slightly expressed surprise and admiration. &1t;/
The Coen brothers seem to have this ability. They can outline the background of the story and the image of the characters in a few strokes. This time, with Lanli, their skills have undoubtedly improved to a higher level. It has just begun. An outline has already appeared. &1t;/
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Emily Chen sat up straight, looked around, and quickly scanned the scene. &1t;/At this time, Lumiere Hall was brightly lit but dark, and the line of sight could not be teleported out. Only the dense and turbulent people could be seen, like dense lush forests. The audience was obviously full of seats, but every corner could still be seen. The audience who is actively seated is like a theater that can accommodate 2,000 people but forcibly squeezed 6,000 people in. &1t;/Emily strongly doubted, now that she can't even find a place to stay? &1t;/Involuntarily, Emily breathed a sigh of relief, thanking herself that she still came to line up early today. Although the mighty team was too exaggerated when queuing, but after the real entry, the throughput of Lumiere Hall was a little reassuring&1t;/This is a film festival and there is no seat number; instead, they will take their seats according to the order of arrival at the scene. Except for a small number of seats reserved for crew members and members of the jury, other guests also took their own seats; therefore, Emily was lucky to find a place on the first floor, without having to go to the second floor, taking a condescending view. Movies more or less still affect the experience of watching movies. &1t;/In fact, the entire first floor is already full of people. Everyone takes it for granted that there is no place here. Many media who came in before Emily went to the second floor consciously; but Emily chose to stay. On the first floor, there was a large part of the vacancy unexpectedly. It seems that everyone was too conscious and observing the order, and "politely" reserved the space on the first floor. &1t;/Of course, the works of the Coen brothers are not a type that focuses on visual effects. But in the final analysis, it was lucky to be able to stay on the first floor. &1t;/"Today is really crazy, right?" A hearty conversation came from the direction on the right. &1t;/Emily didn't think much about it, taking it for granted that it should be a small chat with her peers, she also smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile, I thought Leonardo DiCaprio's game was exaggerated enough. I didn't expect it. This one is the real climax/trend. I think Fumao must regret it now, and we should press this one later."&1t;/Turning her head, Emily noticed the people around her, her expression could not help but was slightly stunned, but the ridiculous words still hadn't had time to control, and she blurted out, "I am very curious now, what kind of experience is it like to be Lan Li-Hall? &1t;/"He's right there. You can ask him directly." Steven Spielberg sat on the chair, his eyes gleaming like an old naughty prank, and he leaned forward toward the left side of the front row. He shouted in the direction, "Hey, Lanly, this lady has a question about you, what kind of experience is it like to be Lanly-Hall?"&1t;/Emily's head couldn't turn around a bit, and she subconsciously followed Steven's gaze, and then she saw Lan Li who was politely apologizing and moving to the center seat. &1t;/Hearing the sound, Lan Li raised his head, and the corner of his mouth formed a shallow arc, "I was interviewed by the'New York Times' before and answered this question. If you are interested, you can read it."&1t;/"Yeah! The official answer is perfunctory, bad review." Steven began to complain without hesitation, even booing booingly. &1t;/However, Lan Li shrugged his shoulders calmly, "Hey, this is the right to be Lan Li-Hall." After speaking, his head was slightly tilted, showing a smug expression, and then turned around. Overturned, sat down in his seat. &1t;/Emily and Steven exchanged their gazes, and both paused for a moment, and the curvature of the back corners of the mouth rose at the same time. Steven spread his hands with a helpless expression, "I guess, this is the correct answer. &1t;/Emily chuckled and nodded in agreement. &1t;/The most wonderful moment of the Cannes Film Festival is here. After the media reporters successfully line up to enter the venue, they can become ordinary members of the screening hall. &1t;/As we all know, the area in the center of the projection hall is the best location for the viewing experience. Generally speaking, this area will be reserved for the jury judges, crew members and important guests; outside the area, it is completely open. Every audience can choose to sit freely. &1t;/They can sit next to the judges of the jury and observe the judges' screenings up close-is he asleep? Did he cry? Is he yawning? Is he fully absorbed? Did he stand and applaud? Does he like it or hate it? &1t;/They can also watch the movie with the crew members, and capture the feelings of the actors or directors about the finished film-what is the chemical reaction of the shooting process? Are the actors satisfied with the quality of the finished product? What is the director's attitude? &1t;/These details are often the first-hand source of gossip about word of mouth in a work. Because the judges are not allowed to discuss the film publicly during the film festival to avoid affecting the trend of award selection; therefore, these gossips viewed at close range have become the most intuitive trend. &1t;/Obviously, Emily had good luck today. On the right hand side is the chairman of the jury, and on the left front is the film actor, and then you can see the Coen brothers and Kerry Mulligan who are sitting not far ahead. &1t;/This is really a wonderful experience. Emily tried to stay calm and steady. It was not an easy task, but after the lights in the projection hall slowly dimmed, Emily's attention gradually shifted to the big screen. . &1t;/You can feel from a title, as the Coen brothers said, the post-production of the film is not over yet. There is no production company, no cast, and even the list of producers is not complete. It is just a black background, written, "produced by the Coen Brothers", that's all, rough and crude. &1t;/Then, the sound of guitar strings came from the stereo. &1t;/Not the random guitar string sound, but the original acoustic guitar without any modification. The resonance of the piano box and the rough texture of the strings are highlighted in the welcome of the Lumiere Hall. &1t;/More importantly, the whole audience was dark, there was not even a little bit of light, vision was completely cut off, hearing began to magnify, and the slight vibration of the strings seemed to be gently plucking the heartstrings of every audience. &1t;/The melody that is not a chapter is not being played, but is being tuned. &1t;/Without further ado, you can hear beer hitting the bar, guests talking, bartender pouring alcohol, waiters coming and going, the noise of wine glasses touching each other... No explanation, no explanation, everything in the whole theater The audience is actually in the bar. &1t;/"Gas Lamp Cafe, 1961". &1t;/A microphone appeared on the big screen. There was no formal and solemn introduction. The melodious and light melody flowed down slowly like gurgling water. Before I saw the person, I heard the sound first. The lens moved between the golden ones. Little by little, the light drew out the face and figure of the desolate man with beard and scum. &1t;/"Hang me, oh, hang me, I will die soon."&1t;/Involuntarily, a thin layer of goose bumps appeared on the surface of Emily's skin. &1t;/On the huge screen, the handsome, decadent, vicissitudes and gloomy man was humming in a low voice, and his husky voice told the story. No words or expressions were needed. The noisy and boredom in his mind was enough. Slowly settle down. &1t;/It was as if he was carrying a bag on his back, following his footsteps, and walking towards an unknown journey. After the weather-beaten, he still staggered forward, leaving only a lonely back, staggering on the barren and magnificent highway. Zhen walks alone. &1t;/Time slowly began to flow back in the melodious melody. &1t;/2o13, 2o12, 2o11...2ooo, 1999...199o...198o...197o...at the end, the time was so slowly fixed above 1961. The era that was devastated by war, the era of wanton blooming because of thought/liberation, and the era of hardship because of scars. &1t;/The story began in 1961 at the Gaslamp Cafe. &1t;/Under the lens of the Coen brothers, the entire Lumiere Hall was transformed into a gaslight caf, and every audience present became a customer of the caf and was enjoying a folk performance. &1t;/What's interesting is that in 1961, when folk songs were popular, people were accustomed to it because there were so many similar singers; in 2o13, when folk songs declined ~www.novelhall.com~, people were indifferent because of no one cares about it and cultural faults. Invisibly, the Gaslight Caf and Lumiere Hall seem to break the boundaries of time and space and illusion, and complete a seamless connection. &1t;/At the end of the performance, the customers in the cafe gave a polite applause. &1t;/"Have you and Mickey sang this song together?"&1t;/"Yes." &1t;/"Boy, you were a mess last night."&1t;/"Yes... I'm sorry, Papi, I'm a bastard."&1t;/"I don't care, it's just music. A friend of yours is in the back alley."&1t;/After the performance was over, the singer came to the bar, chatted with the bar owner, and then came to the back alley. &1t;/The visitor is a tough guy dressed up as a western cowboy. No face can be seen in the dim back alley, but it is certain that they are not friends, because the other party came for the mess last night and beat him severely; Then left the embarrassed singer and walked away. &1t;/Emily's jaw slightly expressed surprise and admiration. &1t;/The Coen brothers seem to have this ability. They can outline the background of the story and the image of the characters in a few strokes. This time, with Lanli, their skills have undoubtedly improved to a higher level. It has just begun. An outline has already appeared. &1t;/Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. Three heads mobile version read the URL:
