Yu Feihong looked at Zhao Fusheng with a serious face: "I'll call you Fusheng, you know, I've been filming since I was a child, and my family is not short of money, so I want to shoot what I like, not what others like me, do you understand?"

Zhao Fusheng sighed, of course he understood that this woman had never had any ambitions, and all her successes were too smooth. If you take a look at her resume, you will find that there is no competition, no hegemony, and no crying after winning the award. She maintains an ideal feminine posture and does not pose a fundamental threat to the man's world.

But Zhao Fusheng really can't guarantee now that if Yu Feihong is allowed to contact the story he told Jiang Wen, it will be a good thing or a bad thing for her.

"Sister, do you know, if you go to shoot this, it is very likely that not only will you not be able to broadcast it, but you will also be banned. Zhao Fusheng said to Feihong again.

Although a documentary of the same type was released more than ten years later, at that time in 2017, Zhao Fusheng did not dare to guarantee that in today's political environment, if the same thing was filmed by Yu Feihong, how would those old men who talked about Sino-Japanese goodwill all day long deal with a weak woman.

Sometimes Zhao Fusheng really doesn't understand what kind of mood those so-called experts and scholars use to open and close their mouths to look forward.

Perhaps, these people have no ancestors.

"Block it, ban it, it's a big deal, I'll be your assistant, can I shoot commercials?" Yu Feihong laughed freely, and blinked with big eyes: "You will take my sister in, right?"

"Of course it will!" Zhao Fusheng didn't know where he got the courage, and slapped his thigh: "Don't worry, no matter what, with me, you will definitely be fine." ”

After saying this, he saw Yu Feihong looking at him with a smile.

Embarrassed......

At that moment, Zhao Fusheng felt that he was simply embarrassed.

"Come on, let's tell you the story you told Lao Jiang. Yu Feihong looked at Zhao Fusheng and said with a smile.

I don't know why, just at that moment, she really felt very relieved, even if this boy was still too young for her, but she could feel that Zhao Fusheng's words were very serious.

"Okay, my story is that I saw an article on a forum on the Internet at the time......" Zhao Fusheng sorted out his thoughts and told Feihong eloquently.

"There is a professor at Shanghai Normal University surnamed Su, who studied in Japan as a visiting researcher in '91 and was arranged to be a visiting researcher at the Institute of Social Sciences at the University of Tokyo. One day in '92, a Japanese professor asked Professor Su at an international conference: Is the first comfort station of the Japanese army in Shanghai?" Zhao Fusheng said to Feihong: "This question made Professor Su realize that we have always seemed to ignore many problems, those truths that have been covered up by history. ”

"And then?"

Yu Feihong asked, although she had already known about this from Jiang Wen's mouth, she still couldn't believe that these things really existed.

Zhao Fusheng said with a wry smile: "According to Professor Su's research, during the war of aggression against China, the Japanese army built comfort stations in 21 provinces and cities in North China and Northeast China, and some of them existed for more than ten years. There were as many as 3,500 comfort women and as few as one, and the women who became comfort women spent as few weeks as young as a few weeks and as many as seven years as long......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Fusheng sighed: "So far, there are less than 100 survivors, and all of them are already old. ”

And Yu Feihong's eyes were already red, and tears couldn't stop slipping from the corners of his eyes.

"Time has passed, and the suffering experienced by the old people cannot be described in words and words, and I also learned about this by chance. mentioned it to Mr. Jiang Wen, and I also hope that those artists who shout about the country and the people all day long can really pay attention to the people and things that need attention, but I didn't expect to invite you, Sister Fei. ”

Zhao Fusheng sighed and handed a tissue to Yu Feihong.

This is a real literary young woman, or to be more precise, Yu Feihong is a very obsessive woman, once she is sure of what she wants to do, she will definitely do her best to do it well.

Not to mention, all this that Zhao Fusheng told comes from real history.

"I wanted to make a film about this. Yu Feihong gently wiped his eyes, and when he raised his head to look at Zhao Fusheng, his tone was very resolute.

Zhao Fusheng smiled bitterly: "Sister, if it's a movie, no one will want to act." ”

Yu Feihong was stunned, and then understood what Zhao Fusheng meant, a movie with this theme, whether it is a positive or negative role, I am afraid that no one dares to accept it.

"That ......"

"It's okay to make a documentary, but you need to spend time and energy, and I'm afraid you can't do it in a short period of time. Zhao Fusheng said sincerely to Feihong.

He said that this is the truth, the documentary he watched in his last life, he began to prepare for it in a year or two, and by the time it was filmed in 15 years, and then when it was released, it was already 2017. During that period, I couldn't even get together the funds, and I had to rely on crowdfunding to complete the shooting.

"I have time. Yu Feihong smiled, and his expression gradually became serious: "And I think it's worth spending time and energy on this matter." ”

Zhao Fusheng looked at her expression, and knew that this woman had made up her mind, and it seemed that she would not give up if she didn't make this documentary.

"Well, I'll tell you everything I know. Zhao Fusheng sighed and nodded: "As for how you will shoot after you go back, I think that in fact, you can find some film school students, such as these young people from the directing department, to help you complete the shooting." As for the specific historical materials, you can go to Shanghai Normal University to find that Professor Su. ”

That's all he can do.

Yu Feihong nodded: "Thank you, Fusheng." ”

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Seriously, Sister Fei, I don't know if I will hurt you by doing this, after all, you are a person in the entertainment industry, and it stands to reason that you should not be involved." ”

In his heart, he is now about to scold Jiang Wen's bastard ancestor for eight generations, it is not enough for that bastard to shoot "The Devil is Coming" by himself, he still wants to pull Yu Feihong to shoot this thing, is he not afraid of pit other people's acting careers.

Yu Feihong said calmly: "I am an actor and a Chinese, and I have the obligation to show the past history to everyone. ”

"I don't look at things from a single perspective, I don't put myself in a certain label, or I fix myself in a certain frame just because others like it. ”

"What I want to act, what I want to shoot, is what I think should be filmed, not what others need me to shoot. ”

"Many times we will be hit hard by real life, very powerless, panicked, confused, sad, but I think people are born to love. The world is cruel, but it's beautiful. ”

Looking at the woman in front of him, Zhao Fusheng suddenly understood why until more than ten years later, she could still be amazing and still be called a goddess.

"Okay, sister, I'm very tired from the plane, I'm going to rest, you go back, let's talk in the evening." Seeing that Zhao Fusheng didn't speak, Yu Feihong stood up and gave Zhao Fusheng an "eviction order".

Zhao Fusheng shook his head and smiled: "Sister Fei, that one left first." ”

Yu Feihong nodded and sent Zhao Fusheng to the door.

The relationship between the two is actually not as familiar as it seems, and Zhao Fusheng naturally doesn't think that a young college student like himself can enter Feihong's eyes, and the other party values himself so much and gives face because of the story in his mouth.

The knowledge of human feelings and sophistication is definitely not possible to do it behind closed doors, and without the tempering of the changes of the world over the years, maybe Zhao Fusheng will not understand the truth in this.

Looking at Zhao Fusheng's back, Yu Feihong remained silent and smiled.

To be honest, she really didn't expect that Jiang Wen would have such a harvest if she let herself come to Ninghai, and thinking of what Zhao Fusheng just said, she felt that she seemed to have found her goal in the next few years.

PS: Maybe I didn't write well enough, but I really hope you have time to watch the documentary "Twenty-Two", I can only say that those who say forgiveness and forgiveness all day long, you are not qualified to ask our ancestors to forgive those invaders, as juniors, we can be responsible for sending those bastards to meet the ancestors, if you forgive, forget it.