Wang Zijun broke free with one hand, and reached out to grab it when the other party's dagger stabbed him, but he was taken first.

The beggar's hand held the sharp dagger, but it did not bleed, it turned out that he only held the dagger, and did not touch the blade. The technique is fast and accurate, which is amazing.

Seeing the beggar holding the dagger, Wang Zijun knocked down one person with his elbow, swung his right fist to his left shoulder, and knocked down the person who grabbed his left arm, and quickly took out all these pickpockets.

And after the beggar knocked down the pickpocket, he was already eating noodles and walking at the same time, and he had already walked twenty or thirty meters away.

"Hey, wait." Wang Zijun took back his wallet and chased after him.

The beggar ignored it and only ate the noodles with his head down.

After Wang Zijun caught up with him, he asked, "Do you want a formal job, you don't have to beg like this anymore." ”

The beggar was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "Are you here for the film festival?" ”

"Yes, I'm a director from Taiwan." Wang Zijun said, "You are also Chinese, right?" I think you're pretty good. ”

The beggar asked again: "On the day of the film festival, it seems that many Korean officials will come." Will Mr. President arrive? ”

Wang Zijun said: "The officials of the Ministry of Culture should come, who knows the president?" ”

"You don't have to follow me anymore, you give me the money to eat noodles to save my life, and I will save your life, and we will clear up." When the beggar had finished speaking, he stopped speaking, turned and left.

Wang Zijun shouted twice, but this person ignored him, which made him feel quite bored, so he stopped sticking to people with a hot face and a cold ass.

Calling a taxi, Wang Zijun took out the address of the hotel and showed it to the driver. The driver laughed, said a few words in Korean, and seeing that Wang Zijun couldn't understand, he actually asked in Chinese: "Chinese?" ”

"Yes." Wang Zijun nodded and said.

"Aha, my ancestors are also Chinese, or an emperor of China, and I still have a family tree in my family." The driver said proudly.

"Emperor? What's your last name? Wang Zijun asked with a smile.

"My surname is Ming, and my name is Ming Shengjun." The driver said, "I have been and have ...... Grandfather, is the Great Xia Emperor Ming Yuzhen, hahaha, speaking of which I am still a royal nobleman. ”

Wang Zijun is still very familiar with history, and he understands as soon as he hears it, what this person is talking about is Ming Yuzhen, who fought for the world with Zhu Yuanzhang and later died of illness in Yucheng at the age of 35.

Ming Yuzhen is a civil and military all-rounder, both commander and political talent are first-class, he was twenty-two years old as the marshal of the Red Turban Army, and later occupied the whole territory of Sichuan and Shu and the southwest, established the Great Xia regime, and Zhu Yuanzhang confronted the court, and rarely lost in his life. It's a pity that he died too early, and died of illness at the peak of Daxia's power, and the inherited son was a waste, and was later captured by Zhu Yuanzhang in one fell swoop.

Because Great Xia surrendered, Zhu Yuanzhang did not want to take the name of murder, and was afraid that it would make a comeback, so he forcibly moved the Ming clan to North Korea. (The Ming clan has lived on the Korean Peninsula for more than 600 years and has seen many celebrities.) In the 21st century, there are more than 60,000 descendants of the Ming family in South Korea and North Korea, and every year the Qingming Society organizes people to return to the Ming Yuzhen Mausoleum in Jiangbei, Yucheng to pay respects. "Disrespectful, disrespectful. Wang Zijun said with a smile.

Ming Shengjun said: "I have always been concerned about the study of ancestors in China, and there is a scholar named Wu Han there who can't do it. ”

Wu Han is a university scholar in the mainland, and Wang Zijun asked, "Why can't he?" ”

Ming Shengjun said: "He didn't have any evidence, and based on the wild history and a few historical records, he deduced that my ancestor Emperor Ming Yuzhen should be surnamed Min, and said that he was surnamed Ming after joining the Ming Sect." This is a mistake, I have a family tree in my family, and before the Yuan Dynasty, we always had the surname Ming. ”

Wang Zijun sweated wildly, and it was a tragedy for a researcher to encounter a living creature.

"This Chinese friend, are you here to attend the film festival?" Myung Seung Jun asked.

"Yes, how do you tell?" Wang Zijun asked rhetorically.

Ming Shengjun said with a smile: "The address you gave is the North Korean Hotel, which is the most luxurious hotel in Seoul, and many foreigners have been going there these days." ”

Most luxurious...... Wang Zijun nodded awkwardly.

It is rare to meet a local who can talk, Wang Zijun asked: "Do you have any good movies or good songs here?" ”

"Movies, "Football Girl" is very good, and "Cattle Dealer", last time I watched my wife cry in the cinema." Myung Seung-jun introduced.

"What about the music?" Wang Zijun asked.

"Music? Actually, I prefer traditional folk songs, but many young people don't like them anymore. "You know, the U.S. has troops stationed in South Korea, and those ghosts bring rock, jazz, and what Seoul, oh, yes, it's called soul...... It's black music. You ask me why I know so well? Hell, my daughter asks me every day for money to go to a nightclub just to listen to that damn Filipino band singing rock 'n' roll. ”

Wang Zijun was taken aback and asked, "Is rock 'n' roll so widespread in South Korea?" ”

"Yes, Seoul has also held two national rock competitions in the past two years, and the championship prize is 1 million won. Really, with so much money, I want to go. Then Myung Seung-jun laughed and said, "You know, those young people who sing rock 'n' roll are all stupid, last month, the political axe issued a ban, all public occasions, can only sing Korean love folk songs, only to sing praises of the construction of the new countryside, not to sing rock 'n' roll." ”

"Hahaha......" Wang Zijun laughed, he could imagine how aggrieved those young people who were obsessed with rock and roll would be when they saw this ban. Just like Hong Kong, many young people have been in love with rock and roll for many years, but they have been banned by mainstream society.

Wang Zijun taught him to sing in his previous life, and there was an old Korean singer who told him something about the development of the Korean music scene. In 1972, the South Korean authorities issued a ban on singing rock songs in public, only patriotic folk songs. In 1973 the ban was relaxed slightly, but due to the curfew, people were lonely and bored, so they went to nightclubs early, stayed in them all night, and only returned home in the morning, and the resurgence of rock 'n' roll intensified. Then the political axe began to clean up the decadence, the police went to the streets to arrest people, and anyone who saw men with long hair was arrested and reformed. In 1974, the campaign to clean up decadence reached its peak, and some people were even sentenced to heavy prison terms.

Similar moves have been made in China, Taiwan, and Vietnam, the root of which is nothing more than a strong clash between pan-Confucian culture and European and American culture.

With the gradual opening up of society, due to Wang Zijun's intervention, rock and roll spread to Taiwan prematurely, and the accompanying rebellion and decadence also began to spread among young people. Before Wang Zijun came to South Korea, he also received a notice from the Cultural Affairs Bureau under the Ministry of Education, saying that Taiwan was about to prepare to clean up the decadence.

Although Wang Zijun is known as the leader of rock and roll in Taiwan, he sings the charm of traditional culture in the song, which does not stimulate the nerves of the authorities. It was the decadent and rebellious rock that was called the goblin.

The driver told another interesting story: "Those rock and roll youths will also change tricks, and the political axe said that they want to sing folk songs, but they play them with electronic instruments, and directly sing rock songs with the lyrics and melodies of folk songs, and they actually have a record." ”

Sing rock ...... with folk lyrics and melodies I'm a god!

Wang Zijun found that the original stick actually has an innovative spirit...... "Is the living standard of the Korean people good now?" Wang Zijun asked.

Ming Shengjun said: "Okay, it's much better than in the past." Moreover, the New Rural Movement is now being launched, and the political axe is not only developing industry, but also taking care of the lower classes of peasants. My old father is in the countryside, and he is living well. ”

"What do you think of your president, Park Chung-hee?" Wang Zijun asked again.

Myung Seung-joon said as a matter of course: "President Park, of course, is the best president in the world, and he will definitely make South Korea an incomparably strong president." ”

Back at the North Korean Hotel, everyone has already returned. Hou Xiaoxian and Chen Kunhou gained a lot, and took photos of three films.

While eating, Chuanzuo Dabao beckoned to him and said, "Wang Sang, you're back." ”

"Hello." Wang Zijun was with a few other people, and they all smiled at them.

One of the people next to Chuanzuo Dabao said something suspiciously, and Chuanzuo immediately explained to him that Wang Zijun was the director of "Bloody Lonely City".

Two of them were overjoyed when they heard this, walked over quickly, bowed violently to Wang Zijun, and said greetings.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." These two people are both old men in their fifties and sixties, and Wang Zijun hurriedly returned the salute.

Kawazo Daiho came up and introduced: "This is Safu Yamamoto, the left-wing director of Safu, this is my teacher Yokoji Kato, and this is our ......."

"Hello, hello......" Wang Zijun shook hands with them in turn.

Everyone talked and laughed and ate around a table, so what Kato Yokoji Wang Zijun didn't know, but he had heard the name of Yamamoto Safu when he was studying. This person is a well-known leftist director, and before the army invaded China, he actively participated in the student movement, and he had a tendency to become red. During World War II, Safu Yamamoto was forcibly conscripted into the army to shoot documentaries. As soon as World War II ended, he made a film "War and Peace" that criticized the war of aggression. Later, he participated in the workers' strike and was fired from the film company, and has been studying and making films ever since.

Except for the fact that this guy was forced to make documentaries and voluntarily made literary films during World War II, he was all shooting political films and realistic films criticizing the authorities, the military, and the capitalists, and it was a miracle that he could live so long without being assassinated by right-wingers.

Yamamoto Savo, who had been to China for several years with the army during the Anti-Japanese War, so he was able to communicate in Chinese, and he exclaimed: "Wang Sang, I am also one of the judges of the film festival this time, and we just watched your film this morning, which is really great." God, I can't imagine how you managed to shoot those scenes of war. Also, this Wanqing girl ......" Yamamoto Safu looked at Zhao Yazhi, "Your singing fascinates me, although I have not been to Changde, but after watching the movie, I am very fascinated, I really hope that one day I can go to the peach blossom paradise written by Tao Yuanming." ”

Wang Zijun said with a smile: "I have also watched Mr. Yamamoto's films, and "War and Peace" is very real and touching, and it is a good reflection movie. ”

"Yes, no matter whether the war is won or lost, it is always ordinary citizens who are hurt. Whether it is China, Yenbon, or South Korea, all the people are victims of war, and the winners are often a small number of capitalists and politicians. I think your country's [***] is very right, treat the capitalists ......" Yamamoto Safu was promoting his theory, but Kato Yokoji pulled his clothes hard.

Kato reminded in a whisper: "Yamamoto-kun, these guests are from Taiwan. ”

"Uh...... We, drink! Yamamoto Safu smiled awkwardly, held up a bottle of wine and drank it.

(To be continued)