Niu Er is a broken family in the village, an old bachelor, and the only thing for him is a small cow.

When the devil attacked, the people in the village scattered and fled, and Niu Er led his little ox and walked back slowly.

"Folks, the devil has come to sweep again, so quickly hide the grain and dodge. ”

But the village has been swept several times, and each time he can avoid it safely, so Niu Er doesn't take the devil seriously.

"What a, I'll trip you once......" After tripping over an abandoned bomb, Niu Er was still in the mood to scold.

"You fellow, what are you doing?"

Zhou Jin, who was wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army, came on the field, and led the little donkey, and hurriedly ran over, "This is a bomb, don't blow it up." ”

Behind them, there were teams of eight roads, carrying supplies, pushing carts, running quickly, acting as background boards.

Finally, Zhou Jin also got mixed up and let others be the background board.

"What, it's been more than two years since this fell, and it's been fine, I just blew it up with two feet?" Huang Bo said in a Dongshan dialect.

Zhou Jin pointed to the sign in front of the bomb and said, "You don't know the words, isn't there a sign here, people and animals should not enter." ”

"Do you know how to read?" Huang Bo ridiculed Zhou Jin in turn, pointed to the word "person", and said: "Everyone told me, this is an eight." ”

"You're still an eight-way, you don't even know this?"

"You're a very interesting fellow," Zhou Jin squatted down, "Come on, come on, come here." ”

Zhou Jin picked up a stick and wrote on the ground, "Look, these eight are separated, and the people are combined." ”

It sounds like it's a word, but when you think about it, it seems to have some deeper meanings.

Zhou Jin specially ran to ask Guan Hu, but Guan Hu said: "You don't care what you mean, just act according to the literal meaning." ”

Yes, this is still hidden.

He played a little soldier of the Eighth Route Army, and he didn't even leave his name in the script.

Zhou Jin had no choice but to add drama to himself and set him as a guy who didn't know much words, but liked to show off.

"This character, add one horizontal reading, add two horizontal readings, do you know?"

Huang Bo squatted on the ground, his hands in his sleeves, as if he had seen something new, and asked with great interest: "If it's eight, what is such an addition?"

"Eight?" Zhou Jin was in trouble, "I don't know eight plus one horizontal, anyway, you just remember it, people are separate, and eight are combined......"

"It's not the opposite," Zhou Jin realized that he had said it wrong, scratched his head and recalled: "Eight are separated, and talents are combined." ”

Huang Bo was taught a lesson by Zhou Jin, and finally caught the opportunity to fight back, "What a mess, I don't think you are very good." ”

As he spoke, he led the ox away.

Zhou Jin took out the dictionary from his pocket, and he remembered correctly.

"Okay, pass!"

The crew quickly transitioned scenes and filmed the next one.

There are so many scenes that need to be filmed in a movie that people are scared, the workload is huge, and it is still very difficult to shoot Hu Hu.

He doesn't talk to the actors, he just grinds over and over again.

Because there is really nothing to talk about, for Yan Ni and Huang Bo, it is completely unnecessary, they can change seven or eight more acting methods for the director to choose after a glance at the camera playback.

And for Zhou Jin and their small supporting roles, there is no need to tell the show.

So in the crew, the most difficult thing is not the actors, but the seven big cows.

Half a month has passed, the weather is getting colder and colder, but there are not many scenes filmed, sometimes only two or three times a day.

It's not because of anything else, it's because of the cows, you set the scene up, the actors are talking, and the cows either suddenly start wandering around, or they just keep regurgitating.

Huang Bo later recalled that playing against Niu almost collapsed.

In the end, Lao Jiu Ye came up with an idea, "Before you film, feed the cow some forage, and then lead it for a walk, just fine." ”

In this way, everyone has experience, the cow is done, and the filming progress is finally faster.

……

The devil was going to enter the village, and the eight roads were leaving, leaving behind the wounded and a big cow.

"It's easy to talk about the wounded, but this cow is too big to hide......"

"Our place is Fortress Village, Uncle Thirteen, I believe you have a way to drop. ”

With a deed, a red handprint, and a few silver dollars, the Eighth Route Army entrusted the cows to the villagers.

"Then I will mobilize the whole village to find a way to ensure that the cattle will be returned to you in good condition. ”

"It's not to give it back to me, it's to give it back to the troops. ”

In this way, the Eight Roads left, and the villagers began a mobilization meeting in order to fulfill their promise.

They decided to appoint someone to hide the cow.

is still the small stage, the old ninth master sits on it, Zhou Jin took off his Eighth Route military uniform, and stood behind as a small servant.

The villagers played a train, and the people in the back, with their hands on the shoulders of the people in front, lined up in a long snake.

Uncle Thirteen stood on the stage and said, "Let's catch beans according to the method of our ancestors, whoever catches red beans will be raised by whoever raises this cow." ”

"It's all up to God's will, if you catch mung beans, if you don't catch them, who God sends to catch red beans, we won't have any teeth to gnaw on." ”

"One for each person, don't catch too much, don't get involved with the girls. ”

Uncle Thirteen organized everyone to catch beans, and the little widow played by Yan Ni, wearing a red cloth cotton jacket, leaned against the tree and said loudly: "Why is it not a woman, isn't it a woman's liberation?"

Holding a dustpan in one hand and holding it high in the other, he shouted: "Women's liberation!"

The accent of the shopkeeper, the serious movements, and the serious slogans, but they look so funny together.

The women burst into laughter, and no one in this village took "women's liberation" seriously, not even Yan Ni, who shouted the slogan, to believe it.

Uncle Thirteen had a headache and said: "This danger, do you understand? Such a big cow, at first glance, is from a foreign country, how can you hide it? You are stupid to be a little devil." ”

The old grandfather said: "I look at it like this, I have been a man for half my life, and I am confident that I can also use a dumb medicine without harming this cow." ”

Uncle Thirteen nodded, and suddenly saw Huang Bo beside Yan Ni, and said loudly: "Niu Er, what are you doing with the girls, come and grab beans!"

Huang Bozhi said: "I have a cow at home, so I won't mix it, you can get it." ”

"You fucking pretending to be a pussy, aren't you, you come over to me!"

Before Huang Bo moved, Yan Ni jumped up and said, "I'm here, I'm here." ”

Then he slipped over and grabbed the beans, and the thirteenth uncle snatched the beans over, "What are you mixing with a girl, you can't do it!"

Yan Ni was unconvinced and said: "Niu Er let me come." ”

In this way, Yan Ni took the only red bean back to Huang Bo.

"I pressed the handprint, that is, I borrowed my head, Niu Er is a strong man today, borrowing my head for the alliance, and I will never regret it. The ancestor muttered and asked Niu Er to stamp his handprint on the contract.

"I can't do it, I can't do it. Huang Bo cried with a sad face, but he refused to do it.

"If you don't do it, you can't do it," Yan Ni jumped up and said, "Now everyone has to sacrifice for the revolution." As he spoke, he made a leader wave his hand, "Uncle Thirteen, it's him." ”

Yan Ni is performing very seriously, but the appearance of a village girl, with that action and that line, looks so funny together.

Zhou Jin stood in the gap and looked stunned.

Why?

He understands the lines and plot, but why does he always feel that there are still some things in it that he doesn't understand?

It's as if it's separated by a veil, and this strange feeling is only possible when I watched the bullets fly last time.