Two cold photographs, tinged with old hues, marked by the traces of age;
In these two photographs, what is shown is the fate of a soul divided.
This icy touch embodies a helpless struggle and hysteria.
Fate, at this moment, is sealed and destined.
Yet at this moment,
No rehearsals, no communication,
Everything seems to become incredibly natural, and all quite logical.
The fish still leap repeatedly from hell, only to be smacked down again and again by a gigantic hand. For the fish, hope seems invisible, because what this hand represents and embodies is truly terrifying and heavy.
Years ago, shortly after becoming an audience member and discovering his own identity, Mr. Su Bai felt that Su Yuhang and Liu Mengyu were treading a path no one had walked. They were once pioneers of such a path, yet without evoking a heroic feeling; they seemed more like opportunists recruited by the broadcast.
For the success of their opportunism, they laid out many arrangements,
