When the military department was training the officers and soldiers, and the cabinet and the Ministry of Etiquette were pondering the procedures for the military parade, the only thing Meng Yue was responsible for was to occasionally answer a sentence about the movie. How will it be filmed, how can it be filmed to meet the predetermined requirements, this Meng Yue occasionally has to drag Liang Liguang to answer together, and she has not yet found one who can shoot the parade ceremony.

After Liang Liguang tried to shoot, he completely left the pick: "I'll go back to the School of Engineering and bring you all those short films, and see if you can find a few seedlings that can be filmed." ”

In the School of Engineering, Academician Fan Luo and Academician Hu are a few assistant teachers, everyone can play a few tricks, and pick a few of them to cultivate, maybe they can really do it. Meng Yue pondered for a moment, and when he was about to agree, another thought suddenly came to mind: "Assistant Teacher Liang, otherwise let's open a class to teach people how to take photos and make movies." ”

"That's when I know how to use it and what to teach others. In Liang Liguang's view, what he is making now is still some "stuff", and it is not a serious movie at all. Only when he makes a lot of movies, makes his experience, and makes his experience, can he dare to teach others.

"Then don't teach it for the time being, first call those who are interested to familiarize yourself with it, so you can get familiar with the machine, right? ”

Liang Liguang agrees with this, maybe someone has that day, and they can shoot something different by touching the machine. After this was settled, Liang Liguang went back to the School of Engineering, one called interested students over, the second was to build a few more machines, and the third was to go back to sort out the film trays taken by the assistant teachers and take them for Meng Yue to see.

The day after the station bid farewell to Liang Liguang, it was the second scene of "Chrysanthemum Downstairs", on the first day of February, the sun was still good in the morning, and a thin layer of dark clouds drifted in the sky in the afternoon. Meng Youdao was going to rain, and she didn't want to wait for her to go out to the theater when it snowed.

After crossing over, Meng Yue has seen countless snows, and she has only been here for a few years. Every winter, she thinks that it is understandable to heat in the north, after all, the winter in the north is long, and the winter in the south is not warmer than in the north, but the winter in the south comes and goes quickly. The winter of the Ming Dynasty is also long, and it begins to snow at the beginning of September, and it can continue to rain until the end of March of the following year, and the months here refer to the lunar calendar.

"It's snowing again, it's February. "Meng Yue felt quite fresh at the beginning, but now he doesn't like snow so much, it's not easy to go out, there are few pedestrians on the road, and even the stall vendors don't like to go out of the stall, so they all stay at home to keep warm.

Wang Li looked at the sky and said to Meng Yue: "If it's too cold, it's okay to go see it in two days, it's quite windy outside today, and it looks even colder." ”

"If I don't go, everyone will not get used to it, and I will not get used to it. "She must be there every time for her first scene, unless she is not in Nanjing, there is no way, she can't be absent when she is there.

Seeing that Meng Yue was going, Wang Li didn't stop him much, left and right in the carriage, and added an extra hand stove, so that it would not freeze: "Then go back early after watching the play, don't eat the food outside, it's cold fast, and my daughter's house is the most frozen." ”

Meng Yue responded a few times before going out with Wang Li, Wang Li had to go to the General Administration Department to be promoted, Xiao Ah Yu would just fall asleep, and when he woke up, Meng Yue would almost go home, so that the little guy would not wake up and see her. When Meng Yue jumped out of the carriage, he heard someone near Zuo sigh and say: "Even if the food and clothing are not bad, and the price is stable, it will have to rise a little bit, and the life of the poor family will still be more difficult." ”

"It's better to be difficult than not to live, it's nothing more than a rich family's soup kitchen, and the poor family's savings. But this year, I don't know when it will be warmed up, think about it is better, remember when we were young, how can Nanjing City be so cold, every February the spring breeze will warm up, to October is not cold, November and February can see a little snow foam, which is like today's weather, the snowiest year, waist-deep. ”

"But no, think about the waist-deep snow in our Nanjing city, and go north, I don't know how scary it is. ”

"I just hope that more grains, oils, rape and vegetables can be grown in these places in Tianzhu Silla, and with a small harvest at home, these years will be over. ”

"Exactly, I don't know when I will get better, so we can only work together. ”

Meng Yue once saw such a remark on the modern Internet, saying that the Qing Dynasty Manchu people entered the customs, and slaughtered all the people with lofty ideals who could die, dared to die, and insisted on faith and righteousness in their hearts without their lives. Listening to Zuo Jin's conversation, Meng Yue thought that it might be more than iron bones and integrity that was lost, otherwise, why would the world deteriorate.

"Miss Ameng, you won't come today, it's a cold day, why do the girl's family go out, don't freeze yourself. My daughter in my family was willing to walk around in the winter when she hated to take the quilt and spread the ground, but fortunately she changed the geothermal heat two years earlier, so that she could finally get through the winter. ”

"I'm okay, the wool material also blocks the wind, and I don't make a few more wool materials for Ling Yan when I turn around, and the woolen sweater and wool pants are also excellent. "The wool material has not been vigorously promoted because now in addition to the imperial supply, it is still for the military to purchase official uniforms. Master Meng has handed over the technology of weaving wool to the Weaving House, but the Weaving House cannot be supplied for a while, and the Meng family's weaving workshop is expanded, and there are not many goods that can be sold on the market.

"I know that now the officials have two bodies in winter, which is quite warm, but it is rare to find a few in the market to sell them. ”

Therefore, we must vigorously develop electricity, and when electricity can be used for spinning and weaving, it will be able to open up the supply. It's just that Nanjing's hydropower stations have just been selected, and the engineering college is still designing them.

While talking, the big guys all entered the theater, and Chang Baoyun on the stage had already dressed up, and came out to thank the big guys, this is Chang Baoyun's habit, and he must come on stage before the start of the play. After saying hello, the sound of silk and bamboo, and the stormy scenery curtain, against today's weather, makes people feel a little cold.

Today's play, the performance is the stormy chrysanthemum downstairs, in the writing of the drama slightly changed, chrysanthemum downstairs is the ancestral left industry, now after the investigation was returned by the government. When the old servant of Ge Yi cried with joy and told Taizu, Taizu couldn't help crying out with a "wow", the days of eating and eating every day were too happy, so that he still had to cook in the house, and he was sad.

The heroic souls complained: "In the past, the official family had wonderful craftsmanship, frying and cooking everything, but now taking over the chrysanthemum downstairs, it must be ...... The weather is booming day by day. ”

Taizu: "If you want to die, I will be kind and fulfilled." ”

Heroic souls: "The official family lives, we have died neatly." ”

Taizu: ......

Off-stage drama fans: It seems that this chrysanthemum is not going downstairs.