"Maybe." Looking at the ancient town under the sunset, I thought of "Schindler's List". This film about the suffering of the Jewish nation has become a classic, and what height can this film reach: "We all feel that only by bettering the quality of Japanese soldiers and officers, can we bring out the hardship and hard-won victory of this war. War is not a playhouse. A few cents of bullets are the same as nuclear bombs. It can kill a person's life from a certain distance."
"Yes and I think the same is destruction. I know that the Germans know how to confess, but the Japanese want to cover it up. Your movie will definitely win an award, because you use it to tell people all over the world a real story. history."
"Actually, it doesn't matter to me fundamentally that I won't be awarded, as long as we are telling a piece of real history." Although I said so beautifully, in fact, I know better than anyone else that this movie can even be counted as a movie. For a wholly-owned film in the United States, Xiyuanji Wan'an has even acquired American citizenship in order to start making this film.
All this is just to be able to get the awards I want at the Oscars like "Schindler's List".
I want to tell some people that what should be remembered must always be remembered. History is not a law, let alone the pain and helplessness that comes every month.
Continuing to watch the filming in the afternoon of the second day, Zhao Xieen originally wanted to get into the extravaganza to be a taijia, but when Jiehein saw Zhao Zhengtai standing on the edge of the crowd in a silk blouse, he immediately removed from the director The seat jumped up.
"Dress like this and you still want to play the poor! Get out of me!"
"No! No!"
Zhao Zhengtai said no, and the action was quite stubborn to the end, punching, kicking and biting all the way, but in the end it suffered from the small size, and was taken by our rougher-skinned director of Xiyuan Temple. After holding it, the collar was thrown out of the shooting location.
Pan Taye watched the whole process, with a wonderful smile on his face. He didn't look like to be in charge of things, and he didn't do anything to scold him. He was quite an elder, and it really impressed me and other juniors.
"Yu Jiu, your Jie Haiyin bullied me." On the sidelines, poor Zhao Zhengtai complained directly to Jiu-Yu.
"I remember that Jie Hein seems to have been the retainer of your brother Lu." Long-term smiled and glanced at me.
"Lu! Why don't you stop Jiehein from being so rude!" Zhao Xieen looked up at me, two big eyes were full of tears. It seems that Zhao Zhengtai was also from an acting department. I Saying why Mr. Panta didn't say anything, he would have been overwhelmed by such tricks as long as he wanted to come.
"Jiehein is right. How could there be poor people wearing silk in 1937? I have read the information. At that time, I could not be considered poor if I could wear this." Thinking of here, I patted Zhao Zhengtai on the shoulder and comforted.
"How can it work! I will be allergic to things other than silk! Red and swollen particles will be emitted all over the body!"
"Then you don't have to act." I spread my hands, thinking it's not my fault.
"Woo"
I saw poor Zhao Zhengtai snorted, and then squatted to the corner without saying a word, as if he was drawing a circle.
The strongest El Niño phenomenon of this century has brought this land apart from floods all over the land, but this autumn tiger that is still hot at the end of October and can kill people. Zhao Zhengtai ran to see under the high temperature, and finally got heat stroke for granted at noon.
It is really tormenting to think about it. The child used to live in an air-conditioned room, which was like us wild children, which steamed in the sun all day long; after feeding this kid with Huo perfume, he watched him still speak with a sick face. There is no sound. Considering that he has always lived at a constant temperature before, I discussed with Long Yi and decided to scrape this kid.
Of course, before the scraping, Long reported this to Panta in advance, and the old man nodded, and then walked to the side, which seemed to be quite cooperative. There are big differences in the scraping techniques in different parts of China. Like us, we basically rely on a pair of hands. Poor Zhao Zhengtai greeted my direct descendants as my hand gently wailed and turned to the edge. The result was naturally Clenching ears for a long time.
When I took care of his neck, back, and small arms, poor Zhao Xieen was already crying and didn't even have the strength to curse.
"Well, the doctor is for your own good, you know." Long held a ball fan to cool Zhao Xieen.
"Okay, we'll be back to the hotel when the car arrives in a while, your kid has a heat stroke, you know." Looking at the resentment Zhao Xian looked at me, I patted his face, and then slapped him Sit on your lap and hug: "This is called Gu Sha, but it's not a form of abuse. You can see that you have had heat stroke after running for so long under the big sun."
"Then why is it so painful!" Zhao Xien asked when I wiped his face.
"Fool, it's the state of getting out of heatstroke to feel the pain." I smiled while holding Zhao Xie'en.
"Huh, I'm all watched!" Zhao Xieen kicked my calf with a flush face, but it was a pity that he couldn't even do a good job in his current appearance, let alone that the kick hurts me.
"Hey, this kid is still ashamed." "Touching" the little head in my arms, I grinned at Long Jiu, who seemed to be shocked by Zhao Xian's words. Laughing meat shook his head without a smile.
After waiting for the car to drive us back to the hotel, Zhao Xieen was able to walk down the ground, but it was pitiful to see him almost hitting someone in three steps, so I simply hugged him back to the room.
"Okay, you can sit and rest today."
"I'm really sorry just now. I have never had heatstroke. At that time, I thought you were torturing me." Zhao Xien quickly replied under the action of the air conditioner. Of course, for his safety, I gave it to him again. Two doses of "medicine" were given.
"Okay, we have known each other for almost a year, and we are very familiar with each other, do you think I look like that kind of person." I patted his head, and I smiled, "Since it's all right, I will go there in the afternoon. Take a look at the set, you are resting in the room alone."
Zhao Xieen looked at me and nodded.
"If you come back early in the evening, I will bring you some glutinous rice snacks."
"Well, be careful on the way."
Said it was a visiting class, it was at 9 o'clock in the evening. Before I returned to the hotel after work, I bought a bag of glutinous rice and bean paste cakes. Although it was produced by a handicraft workshop, I still think this is the real snack and the most important thing. The thing is that Zhao Xieen has no resistance to this kind of dim sum. I even estimate that as long as the portion of the dim sum is enough, anyone can fool this Zhengtai.
Back at the hotel, Jhein still has a lot of work to do. Recently, the old Jewish man Soros started thinking about the Internet bubble again. I was prepared for this. The Internet bubble occurred in the first few months of the ninety-nine and new century. At this great moment of legend flying over the summit, everyone is waiting to make a fortune, but they never thought that when something is expected by people all over the world, it has no commercial value in itself.