Entertainment: Let you come to the rescue, and you will play seven roles

In the "golden autumn", the lakes and mountains are beautiful.

Wu Qianli, played by Su Qin, returns home from the army to visit relatives. The scene in the ancient poem "The setting clouds and the solitary swans fly together, and the autumn water forms the same color as the sky" is reproduced on the lake, which vividly displays traditional oriental aesthetics.

Under the lens, the fishing boat moves from far to near, and distant mountains slowly appear.

The old boatman was rocking the oar, and Wu Qianli was sitting on the bow holding a can, with memories and sadness in his eyes.

"Who is in your jar?"

The words of the old boatman reveal that in this era, separation and death are commonplace and common people have become accustomed to them.

"my brother."

Two words.

Weighing over ten thousand kilograms.

Suddenly there was a bang, and the glass on the ship was smashed by rocks. Wu Qianli subconsciously lowered his body and reached out to touch the gun, showing a veteran's extremely keen sense of crisis.

But the old boatman's words quickly brought him back to reality.

"Wu Wanli, you little beheader, let your father deal with you later!"

Wu Wanli?

Wu Qianli suddenly looked towards the river bank, just in time to meet his younger brother's eyes, who were chasing the small fishing boat.

"Master Liu, this stone is designed to hit you with a complaint against my father."

This sentence alone vividly reflects the rebellious, arrogant, and disobedient character of the young man.

And the capital of his rebellion is also very simple, that is, he can throw stones accurately and miss the target far.

This specialty also became the basis for him to become a great pitcher on the battlefield against the Eagles and reinforcements in the future.

However, the next scene that was in vain tortured Yiyang Qianxi crazy.

"Brother, your demands for a slap in the face are too high. I can only give you forty or fifty strokes at most, but you ask for at least seventy or eighty strokes."

Su Qin was not in a hurry to refute, but gave him a piece of news.

"In the past, when the Guinness World Record was only more than 80 blows, many people broke the record from time to time. Until a junior high school student in our country raised the record to more than 100 blows, and then often hit more than 200 blows."

"In order to allow you to float water farther and farther, I have made some special stones for you. You can try it."

Yiyang Qianxi doubtfully took the pile of stones with eight petals and threw them hard on the water. As expected, the number of times the stones floated on the water increased sharply, and was about to exceed eighty times.

He looked at the stone in his hand in shock and asked in surprise: "Can you still play like this? Just changing the shape can increase the number of times so much?"

Su Qin said matter-of-factly: "Every natural phenomenon contains science. This eight-petal stone can significantly increase the number and distance of your water rafting."

"Although this shot of squandering is simple, it is crucial to the character of the shooter behind you, so you must practice it well."

"I will arrange a camera to follow you until you perform well and until you give a performance that satisfies me."

After arranging the shooting tasks for him, Wu Qianli continued to direct the rest of the shots.

He is already familiar with shooting multiple scenes at the same time, and Wang Ping, the assistant director, is very useful under his training. This is also an important reason why his film shooting progress is always far ahead of other directors.

By the time the scene where Yi Yang Qian Xi was in trouble was filmed, the sun was setting, which was the perfect time to film the scene where his son reunited with his parents.

On the long embankment, Wu Wanli ran wildly while shouting.

"Father~~~Mother~~~my brother is back."

The camera advances and switches as he runs, watching him run from the embankment to the trestle, chasing him to a fishing boat.

"A pair of skinny old fishermen stood blankly at the bow of the boat. Their eyes showed the joy of their second son returning from the war, but also the fear and sadness after seeing the urn."

The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression and the War of Liberation suffered 3500 million casualties. In many villages there was not even one household left, and in many areas every household was covered with raw silk.

Fortunately, the second son is back.

The sad thing is that the eldest son is held in the hands of the second son.

With a clang, the iron basin in the old mother's hand fell, and she sat weakly on the bow of the boat.

Sadness rendered the entire small fishing port pier at this moment.

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Wu Qianli knelt on the ground and clicked the wooden board with his forehead.

"Dad, Mom, I didn't take good care of the boss."

The tears were silent, hitting the wooden board deafeningly.

This kneeling and kowtow is a repentance for not bringing my eldest brother back.

It is also the regret that I have not been able to fulfill my filial piety in recent years.

But since ancient times, it is difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety. For the sake of this country and this nation, he can only embark on the road of resistance.

The old mother couldn't remember what he said. She only knew that she picked up the urn he had just put down with her unparalleled eyes.

Wu Wanli stood at the door and watched. At this age, the pain of his elder brother's death and the loss of his loved ones was far less profound than that of his old mother.

When the camera turned, it was already dinner time.

The old mother put a piece of fish in Wu Baili's bowl and gently advised him.

"Boss, eat."

"Boy, you eat too."

Under the exaggeration of night and the separation of life and death, the atmosphere of the crew was very solemn.

The actors who played the old mother didn't need to prepare their emotions too much, and the tears fell naturally.

Now everyone knows that there is a kind of hunger called mother who feels you are hungry, and there is a kind of love called mother who wants to give you everything.

But now that we are separated forever, even the old mother picking vegetables for your son has become a luxury. He can no longer eat the vegetables she puts in the bowl.

The crew members who were watching could no longer hold back, and they all covered their faces and started twitching.

"Oh my God, this is going to kill me."

"It's really uncomfortable. As I get older, I just can't bear this separation of life and death. It's really too murderous."

"Why is there a war? All this is caused by the invasion of the Japs. The Japs and I have a sworn hatred."

"It is our ancestors' business not to forgive the little devil. We are only responsible for sending the devil to see our ancestors. I will never forget this oath in my life, and my descendants must not forget this oath either."

The crew has already "fought" the Battle of Changjin Lake and has experienced the cruelty of war.

The terrifying figure of 3500 million casualties in the Dragon Kingdom during World War II shocked them even more.

At this moment, the conversation between a family of "five" at the dinner table made their emotions change from grand national hatred to delicate family hatred, and they could deeply feel the harm of war to ordinary people.

Education from childhood to adulthood tells us why we should not forget history and the countless crimes committed by the little devils, but what kind of crimes were they?

Now I finally feel it clearly enough.

Unforgivable.

Never forgive.

As the plot progresses, Wu Qianli said that as a company commander, he was in charge of more than 150 people. After he identified a house and built it, he could free his parents and younger brothers from the life of floating in the water, and he could also marry his younger brother a wife.

Wu Wanli couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

I can live on land, live in a good house, my family is allocated three and a half acres of land, and my wife and children can all work together. Isn't this the life I dreamed of back then?

But the old mother's words once again sublimated the theme of this clip.

With tears and reluctance, she asked Wu Qianli, who finally came back alive: "Are you still going? Are you still going to fight?"