On September 12th, the sun rose as usual, but the terrorist attack that occurred yesterday and shocked the whole earth will forever remain in the memory of the world, and the bright sunshine cannot fade the shadow and grief of the people for the time being.

The twin towers of the World Trade Center have completely collapsed, the ruins are burning with raging fires, rescuers are clearing the rubble and rescuing the survivors buried in the rubble, and the whole of New York is still in a semi-paralyzed state; all civil aviation flights in the United States have been grounded, all commercial and private flights have been suspended in 48 states, and US airspace has been grounded for three days; the entire economy has also been paralyzed, and rumors have spread everywhere; the US military around the world is on high alert, and war seems to be on the verge of breaking out...... Jessica tossed and turned all night last night, and when she closed her eyes, there was a terrible darkness, and there were those who jumped to escape, the collapsed World Trade Tower, the crowds leaving Manhattan on the streets, the possibility of a second round of attacks, and deaths...... And that smiling face, which made her remember the face that she couldn't sleep.

Jessica leaned back on the sofa, watching the live broadcast on the TV screen, and was about to pick up the phone and call him tentatively, when she suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, and the familiar voice: "Jesse, I'm back!" She suddenly opened her mouth wide in surprise, got up and didn't wear slippers, and walked briskly to the door, only to see Wang Yang standing there with a duffel bag on his back, looking like a dusty man, he smiled and said, "I'm back." ”

"You ......" Jessica looked at him expressionlessly, her heart beating fast, resisted the urge to rush over and hug him, and asked, "Why are you here! Didn't you stay in New Jersey, you promised me ......"

Wang Yang smiled lightly, put down the duffel bag, and said, "Well, I promised you." But I wanted to see you, to be by your side, so I came back. Jessica blinked with a frown, and then asked, "What if there is a terrorist attack on the train? What do you want me to do?" Yang, I'm angry!" Wang Yang nodded and walked towards her, "I'm willful, I'm naïve, but I just want to go home and see you." ”

Before Jessica could say anything, he hugged her hard, and her lips were immediately kissed. She felt truly relieved that she no longer had that terrible worry, but was filled with contentment and cherishment. Her hands also wrapped around his back, and the two kissed tenderly.

Two days after the 911 incident, it seems that the news seems to be gradually coming out that four civilian planes were hijacked by Taliban elements, two hit the World Trade Center, one hit the Pentagon, and one crashed in Pennsylvania. More than 2,000 people are now expected to have been killed, including 246 passengers on four planes, workers at the World Trade Center and the Pentagon, and hundreds of rescue workers who lost their lives...... During these two days, Wang Yang spent all his time at home, and due to this incident, almost all Hollywood film crews stopped work and rested, and "Sweetheart" and "District 9" were no exception.

Now the entertainment industry is planning a disaster relief fundraising televised evening called "America Salutes to Heroes," including Weiman Smith, Tom Cruise, Brad Pitt, Jim Carrey, Julia Roberts, ...... and other Hollywood A-list superstars, countless stars, as well as pop singers in the music industry, Celine Dion, Mariah Carey, etc., have all confirmed to attend.

As a post-80s star who is among the most popular among young people, Jessica was also invited, and she also decided to attend, and several young idols such as Kirsten Dunst took the stage; Wang Yang is a director and was not invited, but he is ready to donate, which is also something he can do for this disaster, and a confidential meeting tomorrow in USC, the Department of Homeland Security, the military, Counter-terrorism experts and imaginative directors discuss possible future actions of terrorists and discuss counter-terrorism action plans.

On the large television screens, the NBC channel of the rescue operation was live, and the ruins of the World Trade Center were still in shambles, with floors of rubble, hideous steel and concrete, and huge columns of smoke rising from the rubble...... The firefighters kept digging and were helpless to do anything, even though they knew that the rubble was buried with survivors calling 911 for help.

"When the first plane hit the North Tower, we thought it was an accident...... My husband, who works on the 103rd floor of the South Building, ...... "On TV, a middle-aged white woman couldn't cry, her eyes were already red and swollen from crying, her face was full of despair, and she cried: "He also called my cell phone and told me about it, telling me that he was fine...... He could have escaped, and if he had gone downstairs by then, he would have ......"

Tears welled up in her eyes, and behind her was the former World Trade Center, crying, "I was not far from here at that time, and I saw the second plane crash into the South Tower, and then, and then ...... Then I lost contact with my husband, I don't believe it, I don't believe he's dead......" She wiped her tears and shook her head: "I don't believe it, he must still be alive, just inside the ruins, he must be alive......"

There were many people like this woman who wept bitterly at the scene, and they all lost their loved ones, but they could only watch and pray for a miracle to happen.

On the sofa, Jessica, who was leaning on Wang Yang's shoulder, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said sadly: "It's terrible, I don't understand why someone would have such a thing? What are they thinking, how can this be!"

Wang Yang silently hugged her waist, his heart was also sad and heavy, he had just lost a loved one a few months ago, he knew how uncomfortable and bad it was, it was dead, he would never see it again, hear it again...... The death toll is rising, but after each "1" character, it represents a broken family, the wife has lost her husband, and the child has lost her father, crying and crying...... The two snuggled up and watched the report for a while, when the mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly rang, Wang Yang reached out and took a look, it was Mark Slant calling, he connected: "Hello, Mark." Mark Slunt over there said hello and said, "Young, I received news that Cole Langston is dead. ”

"What?" Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, frowned, sat up straight and asked, "Dead? Cole is dead?" Hearing his words, Jessica couldn't help but look at him suspiciously, and Wang Yang asked again: "You mean...... The kind of death that died?" Mark Slant snorted and said, "Yes, dead." He was on the plane that crashed into the North Tower. ”

Cole was on that plane? Thinking of the scene he witnessed that day, Wang Yang was speechless for a while, he glanced at Jessica, who was frowning, and exhaled, "Hmm, Mark, is there anything else?"

"Yes, that's the main reason I'm looking for you. Mark Slunter's voice was deep and serious, and said, "Jan, about the plan of "District 9", should we reconsider it now? Maybe we should postpone this filming plan?" Hearing this topic, Wang Yang couldn't help but tighten Jessica's waist and frowned: "No, I don't want to talk about it now." And my mind is full of it, Mark, there will be no postponement, and no cancellations. ”

Mark Slunt sighed noncommittally and said very seriously: "There are some things to face, you have to think clearly, after 911, the audience's mood is different, they need to be warm, funny, and relaxed, but "District 9" ...... Jang, think about it for a while, and we'll talk about it in a few days. ”

"Well, bye-bye. Putting down the phone, Wang Yang scratched his hair with a glare, postponed, canceled? No! He shook his head, not wanting to think about it for the time being, but the news that Mark Slant brought occupied his head. Jessica patted him and asked, "Jan, Cole is dead?" is that paparazzi Cole?" Wang Yang looked at her and nodded, "Well, he was on the first plane." ”

Both fell silent, no doubt they hated Cole very much, but now he was dead, dead in a terrorist attack...... Looking at the grief-stricken families of the victims on TV, Wang Yang thought for a while and sighed: "I don't know, if it's just Cole, I don't feel his death at all, maybe it's just a 'Oh, it's a pity', no joy or sadness, I don't care." ”

Jessica nodded in agreement, Wang Yang exhaled with his hands, and said, "I hate him, I used to think 'he deserves to die like a scumbag'!" But why didn't he die at other times and places? Maybe I'll be a little happier?" Jessica silently patted him on the shoulder and said, "I've thought about it, I've thought about beating him hard, beating all the paparazzi; I've cursed him...... He's really dead now. ”

"Dead ...... Death is really big, does he deserve to die?" Wang Yang shook his head thoughtlessly and said, "You know, death is not his business alone, his family, children, crying, crying...... Don't talk about that!" He cleaned up his thoughts and smiled, "Jesse, can you go get me a beer?" Jessica smiled and nodded, jumped off the couch and walked to the kitchen.

Looking at her pretty back, Wang Yang shouted with a smile: "By the way, you are only allowed to take Coke, don't be a drunkard!" He turned around and opened the laptop on the coffee table, ready to see the latest situation on the Internet.

On the day of 911, the telephone communication system in New York and the corresponding areas was nearly paralyzed, and the whole United States could only rely on the Internet to learn about family, friends, lovers, and the latest developments in terrorist attacks, so that day also became the day with the largest Internet traffic in American history, many news websites were clogged and paralyzed, and even the overwhelmed Google had to sign on the front page: "Dear friends, please watch TV or listen to the radio for the latest news." ”

And the traffic of bloggers has also hit a record high, and the number of registrations has risen by a million in a few days, and this number continues to soar. Each blogger is updating his own news, what he has seen and heard in New York, and his own feelings, praying together and accusing the terrorists who exterminate humanity...... Bloggers, seemingly overnight, became the new stars of the internet.

Wang Yang opened Yahoo News and opened several chat rooms of AOL (AOL), and immediately saw a netizen POOD saying: "Let's pray for those unfortunate people who have been involved in this tragedy, and their loved ones! May they all be safe!" Many netizens immediately prayed, and he also typed a prayer, but at this time, a netizen named Billy said: "I hope they are all dead!"

“**。 Wang Yang scolded in a suppressed voice, and when he saw that Billy was kicked out immediately, he clicked on another chat room, where people were discussing how to retaliate, and Killarab said: "We should kill all the Taliban, bin Laden terrorists, and all Arabs! They are all garbage and don't deserve to live in this world!" Beckman said: "I admit it's Nazi, but I agree!" Peace said: You are so extreme, the Iranian people are holding vigil and praying for us! Just kill the Taliban and the terrorists! They must be punished!"

At this time, a hot-bitch suddenly jumped out and swiped the screen and said: "Do you want to see hot dancing girls? Do you want to be with them......?

That's just a small part of the netizens, some praying for blessings, some calling for blood donations and donations, some denouncing terrorists, some discussing revenge plans with hatred, some gloating, and some workers taking the opportunity to advertise ...... "Thank you." Wang Yang took the opened beer handed by Jessica, took a sip, looked at the words in these chat rooms without blinking, and gradually fell into deep thought, that scumbag policeman, Cole, Briana...... Damn terrorists, innocent victims, and the families of terrorists and victims...... America, the dehumanizing Taliban, al-Qaeda...... Cole is dead, he doesn't seem to deserve sympathy, his family is grieving, he almost killed Briana, her parents lost their beloved daughter, Cole deserves to die? those terrorists are dead, they may have been brainwashed or something, but they don't deserve sympathy at all, innocent civilians are dead, countless happy families are shattered. Terrorists have exchanged death for greater death, and cries for greater cries.

The Taliban should be overthrown, terrorist groups should be eliminated, but if there is a war, more people will die because of it, whether in Afghanistan or in the United States, more people will cry because of it. Soldiers, civilians, and damned terrorists, will anyone cry for them?

"Jessica, help me get my storyboard and pencil on the desk in the study, thank you. Wang Yang turned his head and glanced at Jessica. Jessica knew that his director's side was here again, smiled and said "OK!" and got up and walked over.

Wang Yang silently stared at the TV screen, capturing the footage that was springing up in his mind, and when Jessica returned, she took a pencil and a sketchbook and drew these new lens ideas in thick lines.

The bald colonel does everything in the 9th district, killing aliens at will, he is like the Taliban, and like those who threaten extreme revenge, he thinks that aliens are scum and should be exterminated. He is as bloodthirsty and brutal as ever during this operation to inform the relocation, after killing an alien...... The pencil draws quickly on the paper, and a little alien kid next to him sees his father killed, the kid holds a tattered doll in his hand, and listens to the bald colonel's laughter, and the kid sheds tears.

The bald colonel was eventually torn apart alive by the brutal aliens and turned into a pile of flesh and blood. The pencil continued to draw a pseudo-documentary news footage, and the host said: "In the process of capturing Victrex, we sacrificed many excellent soldiers, and also brought unbearable grief to many families. ”

"Dad, I want Dad's ......" In the news footage, the bald colonel's daughter, a few years old, cries, holding a brand-new doll like an alien child, and her immature face is full of tears.

After drawing a few more shots, Wang Yang looked at the sketches on the drawing paper for a long time, who is righteous and who is evil? After all, they are just hurting each other. He suddenly looked at Jessica, who was sitting quietly next to him, and asked, "Jessie, why do you say there are these bad things? You bomb me with a plane, I hit you with a plane, I kill you, you kill me, dead man, dead man...... Why?"

He frowned tightly and said, "Is this the nature of this world? Is this human nature? Welcome to Earth?"

"Hmm. Jessica pondered on her face, the nature of this world, human nature?...... Looking at his clear eyes, she shook her head and grinned, "Jan, I don't know." I don't know about those, but I know I love you. ”

Wang Yang smiled suddenly, the depression in his heart disappeared completely, and said with a smile: "Well, you are right! Love, this is a good thing, it can resolve those ugly things." Also, I love you too. He closed the book, leaned his lips over and smiled, "Come, give me a kiss!"

"No!" Jessica smiled and averted, leaning towards the corner of the couch, wrinkling her nose and saying, "I smell it, your mouth smells of alcohol and alcohol, but I'm not old enough to drink!" she spread her hands and said, "And some people say I can't be an alcoholic." ”

"Okay, that guy is right, don't learn from me. Wang Yang smiled and winked at her, and his gaze returned to the screen of his notebook. After a few seconds, his cheek was kissed by two soft lips, and he smiled and turned to kiss her.

(To be continued)