Chapter 53 If you can’t handle it, let me do it.
Wen Yan took out her mobile phone and clicked on a recording.
This is a humming song, and there is only one pronunciation of 'um' from beginning to end.
As soon as the slightly familiar humming sound sounded, Shen Jinghe recognized it immediately.
He immediately raised his eyes and looked at Wen Yan: "This is"
"Shh!" Wen Yan quickly cut off Shen Jinghe before he could tell his answer.
"Let's let Director Zhou listen carefully."
This recording is not too long, just over 50 seconds.
But the clean voice and the warm and sad tune impressed Zhou Junye immediately.
"It's nice and touching. What kind of music is this and who hums it? If I can get the copyright, I think it would be absolutely fine as an episode of "Lost of Voice"."
"You feel touched too, right?" Wen Yan suddenly wasn't in the mood to eat skewers.
"I don't know what song it is or whether I can get the copyright. Because it was hummed by Chai Zhaodi. Teacher Shen and I discovered her when we heard this humming in the mountains. So I said she and I Destined.
"If I hadn't heard the song that moved me at that moment, I definitely wouldn't have looked for it. Later, when I was resting in the hospital, she hummed it again, and I was still touched when I listened to it again, so I used my phone to record it. down.
"For a mentally ill person to be able to hum such a moving tune so steadily, I think this tune must be of great significance to her.
"I always felt there was a story to her."
As Wen Yan spoke, she suddenly had an inexplicable urge to cry.
"What's going on?" Seeing this, Zhou Junye hurriedly handed a piece of paper to Wen Yan, "I usually see you being careless, but today you are so just and handle things rationally. I didn't expect you to be so emotional."
"Maybe," Wen Yan choked, "I just find it difficult to be a woman. Because you are born a woman, and because you are born with the function of giving birth, you will be calculated and coveted by others. From a young child to a middle-aged woman, growing up Every step of the process may be...
"Well, you said she is mentally ill, why did you bully her into having a child? Does she want to have sex, does she want to have children, has anyone respected her wishes? I feel very sad, very pathetic."
"Forget it, let's not talk anymore. Eat quickly. Have a good rest after eating. The filming will be completed tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. After that, I will go to the Public Security Bureau to ask about the progress of their investigation."
"Okay, if you need anything after filming is finished, you can still come to the set to see me."
Zhou Junye and Wen Yan clinked glasses.
Shen Jinghe couldn't help but look at Wen Yan twice.
Did she live a very hard life before being adopted by the Shen family?
It's strange why he is interested in her past.
However, Shen Jinghe still said hello to Zhou Junye after Wen Yan left.
"If she really wants to come to you for this matter in the future, you will agree to it no matter what. If you can't handle it, I will do it."
"Huh???" Zhou Junye was surprised, "What for? Are you attracted to her?"
"What nonsense!" Shen Jinghe said with a serious face, "I'm just talking about the matter. Can that poor woman help?" - On the third day, after filming the scene of committing suicide by drinking pesticide, Wen Yan ended the life of the mute woman in the film, and the filming was successfully completed.
The crew sent her a bouquet of flowers and posted updates and photos of her on social platforms.
But because makeup needs to be kept secret, Wen Yan’s clothes in the photo were mosaic-ed, and even her face was covered with a mask.
Her fans were not satisfied with not being able to see her beautiful photos, and sent private messages asking her to post more updates.
There are no selfies without makeup in Wen Yan's recent photo album, so she simply posted the 50-second humming recording.
'I have nothing to say, just share a melody, it touches me deeply.' Soon she received comments.
'Wow, it sounds good. Did the young lady sing it herself? '
'It really touched me. I felt very warm when I first listened to it, but as I listened to it, I suddenly wanted to cry. Is this melody magical? '
'Me too, why do I want to cry so seemed to see a woman humming and suddenly walking into the fog where I couldn't see the road.'
'Young lady, are you so talented? This melody doesn't seem to be any song on the market. Is it composed by yourself? '
Wen Yan's post received a lot of comments, and she chose a few to clarify her comments.
'I didn't sing it, someone else sang it. '
'No, I don't know anything about songwriting. '
'Yes, I also saw a woman who was chained. She once had a warm and beautiful past, but there was no way out in the future. '
After replying to these messages, Wen Yan put down her phone because the taxi had already stopped at the entrance of the Public Security Bureau.
Wen Yan went in and found the two police officers who were dispatched last time and asked them about the progress.
As a result, they said that after preliminary investigation, they had verified that Ni Sanshui and Chai Zhaodi had indeed registered their marriage more than 30 years Zhaodi's identity information is also true. She is a local. She suffered from mental illness in her youth and has never traveled far.
When she was in her 20s, she got lost and wandered to Ni Sanshui's home. Later, Ni Sanshui asked someone to find out about Chai Zhaodi's original family, and obtained the consent of her brother and sister-in-law to marry her. There was no abduction or trafficking involved.
They asked Wen Yan to stop being suspicious.
But when Wen Yan asked them about the address of the Chai family, they said that the Chai family had moved decades ago and they didn't know where they had moved.
A mentally ill person and a missing mother-in-law, these are all suspicious in Wen Yan's eyes. - After walking out of the public security bureau disappointed, Wen Yan took a taxi again.
Opening the social software in frustration, Wen Yan suddenly saw such a comment.
'It sounds so familiar. If I remember correctly, it should be a lullaby used by our older generation to lull them to sleep. I heard my great-grandmother hum it when I was a my great-aunt is gone now. I miss my great-aunt so 's really nice to me, so I can't help but cry when I hear this piece.'
This comment made Wen Yan's eyes light up, and the IP address of this netizen was province A, which was thousands of miles away from province H.
Wen Yan quickly talked to the taxi driver.
"Master, let me ask you, are you a local? How long have you been driving a taxi here?"
"I'm a local. I've been driving for decades. I started driving when I was 20 years old. But at first I drove a tractor, pulling goods and delivering goods. There were no cars at that time. Later I drove a taxi. Yes. I am very familiar with this area. I will definitely know what you want to know."
"That's great. I want you to listen to a piece of music for me to see if it is your local lullaby. It seems that the songs used to lull you to sleep are different in every place, each with its own characteristics."
"Oh, um, I can sing it to you locally."
"Okay, thank you!"
The uncle driver was very enthusiastic and started humming immediately.
But the tune was completely different from what Wen Yan recorded.
"Master, please listen to this for me. Is it from your place?"
Before the recording had finished playing, the driver said firmly: "No, this is the only kind of sleep song we have here. You are not from here."
But the investigation result obtained by Wen Yan was that Chai Zhaodi had never left her hometown. If she was a local and had never left Province H, then how did she learn the lullabies of Province A?
(End of this chapter)