Farewell My Concubine is about the events of that era.
Although it is far away from now, there is always an indescribable feeling about the local customs and changing current events.
Xu Qing was holding a bowl of porridge, snorting and drinking porridge, picking up two mouthfuls of pickles from time to time, and watching with Jiang He at the end, Cheng Dieyi drew his sword and killed himself.
An era, a story.
"The drama here is just outdated. Just like kung fu, few people work hard to practice, and there is no way out after practicing. It can only become a small circle and become a cultural heritage. Simply put, the times have changed."
He sighed, and he didn't know why he sighed. When watching this kind of movie, he would always be touched in a certain place in his heart. This is why he likes watching movies and doing ups.
A good movie can make people think about it for several years or even more than ten years, and they still want to watch it again.
Jiang He looked at the ending song thoughtfully. She didn't understand Xu Qing as well, but the conflict of the times before and after was directly conveyed through the screen, and it had nothing to do with whether he could understand or not.
This is the value of art. The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected, but art can resonate with people.
"Times have changed." Jiang He also sighed.
"Ok?"
Xu Qing looked sideways, these four words came out of her mouth strangely.
"What is a man afraid of running at night?" Jiang He ignored his surprise and asked again.
"Ye Ben is just a kiss. Men are most afraid of this. If you don't like me one day, use this kind of thing that scares me..." Xu Qing couldn't make it up anymore, he saw Jiang He clenching his fist.
"Night Run is just a play."
He gave up teaching Jiang He to joke, packed up the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash, and said, "Si Fan is the same. Si Fan tells the story of a young nun who was moved by love and ran down the Taoist temple to chase men. It's good, but you I guess I don't understand it.
These two plays are very basic skills. It is a one-man show with a big actor. If you want to sing, you have to persevere. Anyway, it is very difficult. If you can sing it well, it means that you have mastered the skills. Whether you can become popular depends on God. "
"That Ye Ben was Lin Chong, the leopard head. He was hundreds of years younger than you. He held his breath and ran to Liangshan at a snowy night... The master just sang Ye Ben before he died. He suffocated himself to death. You can see how difficult it is." Bar?"
Xu Qing came out shaking his hands, drank some porridge and felt much better, and felt inexplicably good, "Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing, the movie just now was at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China. It's just such a big change. We are so far apart... Hey, it's amazing. .”
Speaking of Lin Chong, he felt so far away, but when he saw Jiang He, he felt a little closer.
If one day I go out and pick up Lin Chong and come back... Good guy, if I don't do anything else every day, I'll just pick someone up.
"The power of the times is invincible. Heinous things in the past will be seen everywhere, and things that were popular in the past may be crimes now."
He dropped a sentence, ignored Jiang He who was meditating there, and went to the bathroom to take a shower with his pajamas in his arms.
Every time she finishes watching a movie, she has to think for a while. This is a good thing, and it's better than some people who don't even have a brain.
The longer Jiang He wants to stay here, the more he thinks about the past, the present, and the future.
As her cognition improved, she also became more and more aware of the value of having a place to stay here.
When Shan first arrived and was walking outside with a sword, if it hadn’t been for the heavy rain and there were not many people on the street, even if she ran around with the sword without being noticed, she would be arrested if she was hungry and grabbed something to eat.
The more stable this society is, the more dangerous she will be when she first comes.
If Xu Qing had moved wildly at that time, the result might have been different.
She sat cross-legged on the sofa, looked down at the rough part of her hand, scratched it a few times with her fingers, and looked at the bathroom.
Times have changed.
Er Niang's words seem to be outdated... right
…
When Xu Qing came out, he saw Jiang He tangled and hesitating, his hands almost twisted together.
"What are you thinking?"
"nothing."
Jiang He stood up as if nothing had happened, went straight into the room and closed the door.
"Hurry up and take a shower, it's hot inside, it's not cold at all." Xu Qing shouted from behind.
"it is good!"
Hearing Jiang He's response, Xu Qing went to the computer and removed the wax gourd, sat down and tapped it casually, heard the sound of the door opening behind him, and then Jiang He kicking to the bathroom, and then opened Baidu to view the browsing history.
It's empty.
Suspecting that he opened it in the wrong way, Xu Qing turned it off and on again, but it was still blank.
This…
Learned to clear records
He looked back to the bathroom, a little surprised.
Ten minutes later.
The bathroom door slammed softly.
Xu Qing maintained Ge You's lying posture on the sofa, and looked back.
Jiang He is no longer dressed neatly after taking a shower as before. He changed into pajamas that were a few sizes larger, tilted his head so that his hair was on one side, and wrapped his hair in a bath towel with both hands and rubbed it. A clean calf was exposed from the hem of the pajamas, and she put on cotton slippers under her feet, and walked towards him.
When she got close, Xu Qing could see that her face was flushed red from the steam, and there were moist drops of water on her forehead, making her pink and tender, not at all like the strong woman who broke a tree with her arm.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang He felt a little uncomfortable, instead of handing him the hair dryer, he plugged in the power and did it himself.
"If you didn't slap me to death with one slap, I might commit a crime."
"Ok?"
"It's a pity that there is no if." Xu Qing lay on the sofa without moving, but closed his eyes.
The hair dryer whimpered and began to work. Jiang He sat on the chair and dried his hair, and suddenly thought, "If I were... a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, what would you have done?"
"Call, call security, and take you home."
"why?"
"Because some people still wear ancient costumes now, if you didn't have that dart that day, I would just treat you as a lost girl..."
Jiang He was a little ashamed, and destroyed his TV as soon as we met, "Just because of that dart?"
"There are also your broken straw sandals with your toes exposed, and your temperament, eyes, and expression... Anyway, it's all mixed up. When you put it together, it feels wrong intuitively. That dart can only be regarded as an introduction, but it is very important. , if there is no introduction, I will only think of you as a strange person."
Xu Qing carefully recalled the scene when we first met: "Normally speaking, it's hard for me to believe you, but when all the abnormalities are combined, you scare me with a dart again, and I just... At that time, I just let you go out of my mind. Come in, if you calm down for a while, these things may not happen now, after all, you are quite scary with a sword."
Jiang He blew his hair and glanced at him, thought for a while and said, "That is to say, if I'm powerless, you might let me in, but you'll hand it over to the police in the end?"
"No, it's handed over to the security guard, and then the security guard handed it over to the police."
"Won't you commit a crime?"
"...I'm not a criminal!" Xu Qing said angrily, "I...forget it, you don't understand either."
Starting in three years, silly beep will do that kind of thing.
Jiang He didn't speak anymore, only the noise from the hair dryer remained in the living room.
The two of them were thinking about their own affairs, and they had long been used to the fact that the lonely man and the widow lived in the same room.
Anyway, he was innocent and did nothing.
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Goodnight everybody.