Hollywood Lover Chapter 3

Close the door, Zhang Dongcheng walked in front of the TV, tonight is the 67th Academy Awards ceremony, this must not be missed!

In front of me is an 18-inch color TV set, which has been working diligently for more than ten years, but the stingy cousin is always unwilling to let it be honorably laid off. Zhang Dongcheng used it as a pastime.

The TV was turned on, but it was covered with snowflakes. Several people were dangling on it, but they couldn't even tell the difference between men and women.

Zhang Dongcheng was not surprised, and slapped casually. After a few slaps, the old TV became more honest, and the snowflakes disappeared a little, reaching the level acceptable to the eyes, and the voice became normal.

There is not much suspense about the Oscars. The favorite "Forrest Gump" finally won the championship, while Zhang Dongcheng's favorite "Shawshank Redemption" was defeated.

The originally depressed mood became even more depressed, Zhang Dongcheng patted the bed hard, changed the channel casually, and passed the time with soap operas.

Forcing himself to think about nothing, just watching the soap opera on the old TV, Zhang Dongcheng gradually began to feel sleepy.

British soap operas are boring and uninteresting, but they are a good way to hypnotize. Zhang Dongcheng watched those revolving figures dangling in front of his eyes one by one, and his eyelids began to fight, but he did not notice that the sky outside was covered with dark clouds. This London looks like another scene A storm is coming.

It was already late at night, the pouring rain became more and more intense, and the muffled rumbling thunder could be heard endlessly. From time to time, silver dragons flew across the sky, splitting the sky.

A gust of wind savagely blows open the half-covered window, awakening Zhang Dongcheng.

"Why is there such a strong wind all of a sudden?" Zhang Dongcheng hurriedly got up, and just about to close the window, he inadvertently glanced at the sky outside the window, but his eyes were like a cat wandering in a dark corner, suddenly came to the sunny window The general rapid contraction!

A strange dark cloud was brewing, and suddenly a flash of lightning appeared, bombarding towards Zhang Dongcheng's chest without hesitation!

"It's over!" Zhang Dongcheng only had this idea in his mind, and lightning as thick as a child's arm arrived instantly, passing through his body, and the blue smoke from the old TV that was still broadcasting British soap operas shot straight up, and the screen The characters on it twisted indescribably.

But Zhang Dongcheng's eyes went dark, and he flew upside down, hit his head on the old TV, then fell to the ground, and passed out without a word.

The rain outside the window is still heavy, but the strange dark cloud has disappeared, as if it has never been here or this world.

I don't know how long it took. When Zhang Dongcheng woke up from the coma, he held his head and felt a splitting headache. He leaned against the edge of the bed, gasping for breath with lingering fear.

I didn't die!

Touched his chest in disbelief, there was no burnt black, no skin damage, as if no lightning passed through here at all.

Looking back, the TV set on the ground was covered with snowflakes, and a long crack appeared on the old casing. Zhang Dongcheng was suddenly worried that if this old antique was hung up, he would be even more lonely at night. .

Climbing up with difficulty, Zhang Dongcheng twisted his waist to confirm that he was not hurt by the lightning at all. After a while of fear, he put the matter aside, picked up the TV, and put it back in the TV cabinet.

He patted on the TV vigorously, and the snowflakes gradually disappeared. Zhang Dongcheng looked at it with his head tilted, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

what! The wire plug of this TV is like a lonely little tail, lying on the ground sadly!

Plug? It's not plugged into the socket, the TV has no electricity at all, how can it be snowflakes!

Suddenly, the snowflakes disappeared, and the old TV screen, which could only be sent to the garbage station, had an indescribable flash of light, and the full screen was full of brilliance, illuminating the entire room!

"Hum!" There was a sudden pain in my mind, and somehow it gradually synchronized with the pictures that appeared on the old TV screen. One after another, the earth-shattering or heart-touching plot fragments flashed from my heart, from my mind, and from the TV. Pass!

what is that!

Is that, a movie?

Riding the wind and waves, Jack hugged Lucy, facing the sea at the front of the Titanic, and slowly opened his arms!

On a battlefield with broken limbs and broken arms, Vasily held the gun in his hand, and with the deafening explosion, under the terrified eyes of the instructor, he fired five shots in a row and shot his head!

It was a series of loud mechanical sounds, and the red heavy truck running on the road suddenly transformed. Amidst the heavy metal music that made the heartbeat exceed 100 miles and the blood spurted, a huge Autobot appeared!

OMG, OMG!

This is not a movie that has already existed in this world, this is a movie from the future!

The communication and instillation in the mind with the TV is like a dam that opens the gates to release the flood. Countless information rushes in like a frenzy, rushing into Zhang Dongcheng's mind impatiently, not just the movie, not just those pictures, all the movie information, And the comments of future viewers all appear in it, and the chaos gradually becomes orderly.

Release time, box office results, names of directors and creators, various audiences and newspapers' exciting or slamming comments and complaints poured into my heart.

Zhang Dongcheng only felt that his mind had become a large library. All the materials were stored in different categories.

For example, the Autobot war that made his eyeballs almost fall off. Judging from the current special effects in 1995, it was so hot that it was a mess. The comments of Chinese netizens in the future are unique and unique:

These days, there are as many sci-fi movies as porn. But I am sure that the so-called Superman fans, Star Wars fans, and Lord of the Rings fans in China are all false. Only Transformers fans really exist, and there are tens of millions of them. This group of people in the late 1970s and early 1980s, when they were children, took out their brains and used Transformers as scrubbers to wash them thoroughly.

So, actually, in 2007, we were all Autobots.

So, I can cite a hundred problems with this movie, but I would rather die than surrender like a Communist, and I don't say a word!

We have had many cartoon brothers, such as the green turtle and the robot cat. But only Optimus Prime has the appeal and appeal of a big brother.

Therefore, when Brother Optimus Prime descended from the sky and transformed into the red cow card; when he revealed his red breastplate and blue helmet, and the metal chimneys on his arms dazzled; Huge **** childhood fantasy, can't help it.

You know, even a hundred years later, I will be too old and toothless, and I will be rolled up to the balcony by the children to dry like a quilt. However, when the red cow card rushed into my vegetable field, I would still stand up, pick up my wooden pistol, and ask with piercing and firm eyes: "Brother! Where are you going to save the earth today!"

Where to save the planet? Ha ha! Zhang Dongcheng couldn't help laughing out loud, and he could also feel the emotions of the reviewers at this time.

Movies have such a magical power to show the things deep in people's memory, and let the sighing tears flood unscrupulously!

This night was so wonderful and incomparable!

Watching the dazzling light and shadow passing by, Zhang Dongcheng was amazed, intoxicated, and obsessed.

Those incomparable whimsy, those crazy eye-catching hot stunts, those touching lines and expressions, all made this twenty-year-old boy so excited that he couldn't help himself!

If someone sees it now, he must not know what happened. They can only see a TV that is constantly flashing, and they are sitting on the bed, gradually hugging the pillow, their eyes are wild, sad, and surprised. , suddenly hugging the pillow tightly, the nervous boy.

No one can break into other people's minds, so the connection between Zhang Dongcheng and this TV is absolutely unknown to outsiders.

A miracle finally happened!

Chapter end

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