At seven o'clock, the biological clock called Di Yun up, put on a military uniform, washed his face, brushed his teeth, put on a military hat again, and straightened the brim of his hat in front of the small mirror.

As soon as I opened the door and walked out. At the same time, the door next door also creaked open, and Jiang Hongbo walked out.

There is no play for her today, so she has no makeup, sneakers, skinny jeans that outline seductive curves, plus beige short sleeves, and her hair is casually draped, which looks freehand and sexy.

The only downside is that the dark circles that show lack of sleep are covered with a thin powder, but the traces can still be seen.

The moment she saw Di Yun, the lightness was gone, and she froze unnaturally.

The human brain is amazing sometimes, really.

For example, now, although Di Yun is wearing a heroic military uniform, when Jiang Hongbo looks at him, he will always show the nakedness he saw inadvertently last night. body, as if this military uniform does not exist zài.

Excuse the door to look away, and then say hello: "Morning." ”

"Oh, morning." Di Yun said.

They just said goodbye to each other early, walked out of the house one after the other, and didn't say anything again.

There's a bit of rustic liveliness outside, with a couple of tables set up in the open air not far from the door with breakfast on them. The breakfast was simple and very rustic, with porridge, pickles and shredded potatoes, and steamed buns.

There was only an empty table, and the two sat at a table, diagonally diagonal.

The corn porridge boiled in the cauldron is the most delicious to drink with pickles, but it is a little hot and impatient.

The steamed buns that have just come out of the cage are the size of a fist, Di Yun has a great appetite and thinks that he can eat them, but for a girl, it is difficult to eat one.

Jiang Hongbo was a little worried when he held a steamed bun. She saw Di Yun bite off a quarter of a steamed bun in one bite, and take two mouthfuls of pickles and swallow it, and she also came to her appetite, picked up one, but felt that she could only eat half at most, otherwise the porridge would not be able to drink. But if you only eat half of it. The remaining half is a little bad, so the steamed bun was picked up but never eaten.

While blowing into the porridge bowl, he paid attention to Di Yun's movements, waiting for him to finish eating a steamed bun in four or five bites, picked up the corn porridge and took a sip, and then reached out to take another steamed bun. He looked up and said, "You... Would you like to do half more? ”

"Half a half...?" Di Yun looked at her holding the steamed bun and shook it, and understood what it meant: "Oh... Okay, you break it in half. ”

"Here you go." Jiang Hongbo hurriedly broke the steamed bun in his hand from the middle, leaving a small half for himself, and most of it for Di Yun.

Di Yun took it, eliminated it in two or three, and took another one.

Jiang Hongbo looked at the half steamed bun in his hand with only a small bite. Secretly speechless, bowed his head to scoop porridge.

Why do you say scooping porridge? Because she had always eaten porridge with a spoon, she found that she didn't know how to drink porridge with chopsticks, as if she had never thought of holding the bowl up to her mouth and using chopsticks to gouge into her mouth.

Di Yun saw that he was anxious for her, and shook his head slightly.

Jiang Hongbo, who had been paying attention to his movements, naturally noticed his movements and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Uh... Aren't you in a hurry to eat porridge like this? Di Yun said.

"I asked the staff to bring me a spoon, but I lost it after eating yesterday morning, and I didn't have time to buy a new one."

Can't drink porridge without a spoon? Diyun paused, picked up the bowl, and spun it around in his hand, letting the sticky polenta stick around the top edge of the bowl. Then he turned the bowl, and his mouth sucked along the edge of the bowl, and the porridge in the bowl went down a lot.

Jiang Hongbo looked at him stunned, and Di Yun shrugged his shoulders and continued to fight with the steamed buns.

Jiang Jiao shouted not far away: "Xiaoyun, hurry up and eat, you're ready to eat." ”

"Oh, right away!" Di Yun answered, stuffed the small half of the steamed bun into his mouth, picked up the bowl, and then did the same as just now. After sucking a bowl of porridge in three or two clicks, he said hello to the stunned girl and chased after Jiang Jiao.

It wasn't until the person left that Jiang Hongbo came back to his senses, looked at the porridge bowl in front of him, and paused for two seconds. Looking around, he saw that everyone was also drinking porridge with a bowl, so he put down the unfinished steamed bun temporarily, and also picked up the bowl, learning from Di Yun's example. It's just that she doesn't turn the bowl. You can only turn your neck and look like a ...... It's like a stupid puppy licking food. Fortunately, no one paid attention to her appearance.

Di Yun and Jiang Jiao walked towards the venue in the south of the village together and asked, "Jiang Hongbo is your relative?" ”

"Relatives? Why? Jiang Jian didn't know why.

"All surnamed Jiang."

Jiang Jiao smiled: "Where are so many relatives, it just happens to be surnamed Jiang." ”

A section of the city gate cave that looks low and old has been built in the south of the village, and the staff is setting up the scene in the hot world, and Jiang Wen is directing people to dig the pit when Di Yun comes.

"Okay, you come up first, I'll go down and try." He said to the people below the pit, and when he came up, he jumped down by himself, gestured with his hand, and the ground was just level with his shoulders, and climbed up again and said, "Go deeper." ”

"Why did you dig a hole?" Di Yun asked curiously.

Jiang Wen patted the soil on his hand and said, "Prepare for the scene of cutting off your head." ”

Di Yun said that he still understood that he couldn't: "What does it have to do with the pit? ”

"That's what I thought." Jiang Wen took the cigarette he handed over and said, "When my head was cut off on the ground, I stood in the pit, and then covered it up, filled it with soil, and only exposed my head on it and wrapped it around my neck with a bloody cloth, did it look like a head fell to the ground?" ”

Di Yun has nothing to say, if you want to communicate with people with big brains, first of all, you have to have big brains yourself. He couldn't come up with such crazy ideas, so he said he couldn't communicate.

Anyway, Lao Jiang directed and acted by himself, so you can come as long as you are happy. He came over to make soy sauce, and there was nothing to talk about.

Jiang Wen didn't think about what he would give, even if he did, it was unlikely that he would accept it, he looked at Di Yun, who looked more and more straight and straight under the military uniform, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, yes, that's it." There's a makeup room over there, so you can go and ask the makeup artist to paint your face again. ”

Coming out of the dressing room, I was startled by the sight in front of me, a group of nine- and ten-year-olds bare-chested giggling as two staff members tinkered with their faces and bodies.

"Where did you get so many children?" Di Yun asked.

Jiang Wen replied: "In the elementary school in the town below, the students of the two classes in the second grade discussed with the principal, called over to make a scene, and each of them sent a schoolbag and stationery box. ”

Di Yun smiled as he watched the staff give each child a winding towel to tie their heads. Lao Jiang's eclectic approach to making movies can be regarded as insightful today.

Today's filming is a big scene with a lot of people, and it took nearly three hours just to set up the scene and the actors' costumes, and it was only at ten o'clock that it was ready.

Ma Dasan saved two Japanese soldiers. But the Japanese army slaughtered the village with revenge, and he rushed into the prisoner of war camp with an ax in anger, and slashed and killed him wantonly, and was finally captured by the **** soldiers who guarded the prisoners of war.

Today is the Public Trial. The day of the execution of Ma Dasan.

With the sound of the slap of the scene, the shooting began.

Di Yun was dressed in a military uniform, with a leg wound and a plaster cast, and stood in front of the microphone with a cane and impassioned: "Japan has surrendered!" The war is over! Peace has come! However, two days ago. There is one person who wantonly destroys the international peaceful relations jointly created by our chairman, President Truman, Prime Minister Churchill and Stalin, in flagrant violation of the Bostan Agreement, disturbs the peace and creates terror. He! It's the junior in front of you! ”

There is only one meaning expressed in the righteous and awe-inspiring words of several great people, that is, the villagers are heinous and heinous, and ten thousand deaths are not enough to atone for their sins.

After finishing speaking, he pointed to Jiang Wen, who was kneeling on the ground and was gagged, with the sign on his back below.

Jiang Wen snorted twice and wanted to stand up, but was forcibly pressed down by the two **** soldiers next to him on his shoulders.

Jiang Wen snorted twice more and glared at the two soldiers. He shook his head at the assistant director.

Well? Out of play? The assistant director hurriedly shouted to stop and helped him remove the cloth from his mouth.

Jiang Wen moved his mouth twice, shook off the hands of the two on his shoulder, stood up from the ground, walked up to Di Yun and said, "Xiaoyun, you are too strict, be lively, you have to remember that the picture has to give people a funny feeling." ”

Di Yun thought for a while and said, "Okay, I understand, let's try again." ”

Jiang Wen said hello to the assistant director and asked him to plug his mouth again. Kneeling under the stage.

This time, Di Yun's lines were read in a low tone, very rhythmic, and not just talking. There was still movement on his body, and with every word he spoke, his arm swiped down forcefully, adding something inexplicable to laughter in the impassionedness.

This time, Jiang Wen didn't become a director again, and knelt down with a confused and dull gaze.

Di Yun continued to make a generous statement: "Some people may say that Ma Dasan's killing of Japanese devils is anti-Japanese, what is anti-Japanese? Fighting bloody battles with the Japanese army to drive the enemy out of the country is a true feat of resistance against Japan! Like Ma Dasan, he slashed and killed the unarmed Japanese prisoners who lost the will to resist. It's a pseudo-anti-Japanese also! ”

Di Yun stretched the sound of the word "also" long, and at the same time shook his head, and finally ended abruptly.

"Someone might say...... I would like to take this opportunity to warn once again that only **** is the only legitimate recipient of the surrendered Japanese army! Cough! The war not only brought misery to the lives of our Chinese people, but also caused disasters to the Japanese. ……”

When Di Yun memorized the lines last night, he felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, not that it was unreasonable, but that the government. The ruling position is too fair in this policy. When you are still deciding to leave the scene, you are looking at the problem impartially from the perspective of a third party, which in itself means that you are in the wrong position. This is not a problem for a flat-headed ordinary person, but for a film with cultural significance, it is a death to stand unclear.

He mentioned it to Jiang Wen before he started, but Jiang Wen said that it was no problem, it was like this, so he didn't say more, but he didn't have much hope for the fate of this movie.

"I ask you, which of you would like to see his husband's head cut off when he went out grocery shopping? Have it? Di Yun shouted.

A circle of group performers came around and shouted, "No! ”

"Let me ask you again, who of you would like to see his wife's arm cut off when she goes out to pull a piece of cloth?"

The crowd was excited, raising their arms and shouting: "No! ”

Di Yun and the other voices calmed down, and said to Jiang Wen who was in the audience: "Ma Dasan, what else do you have to say?" What else do you have to say!? ”

Jiang Wen swayed and raised his head, his eyes squinted at him in confusion from the blood on his head.

The soldiers on either side dressed up his head and removed the plug from his mouth.

Ma Dasan's jaw was dislocated, his mouth couldn't be closed at all, and he couldn't speak. Jiang Wen just raised his head and roared hoarsely.

Interestingly, a little donkey happened to pass behind him. A shirtless villager on the side sighed thoughtfully: "What is it called looking up to the sky and howling, this is looking up to the sky and howling." ”

Di Yun pointed down indignantly and said, "Listen, everyone! He actually learned to bark on a donkey, what is the difference between such scum and beasts!? You don't deserve to be a Chinese, or even a person! How can our soldiers defile their hands with scum like you? Inoyoshi Satsuka! ”

One of the Japanese POWs next to him folded his legs, straightened up and replied, "Hey! ”

At this moment, a bare-headed guy who was watching on the surrounding dirt slope slipped down the slope and brought up a road of smoke and dust and fell into the pigsty at the bottom of the slope.

The onlookers, both adults and children, burst out laughing.

Then a fat pig rushed out of the pigsty and drilled under the crotch of a **** standing guard with a gun on the side.

The villagers laughed again.

This laughter is not returned, but ignorance, sarcasm, and vigilance.

Di Yun knocked on the ground a few times with his cane, and when the laughter stopped, he pointed to the Japanese prisoners of war and said, "Satsuka Inoji!" I order you to execute the third of Malaysia! Shoot on the spot! ”

Di Yun is also very worried about the next scene, because it actually shows the spirit of Japanese bushido, no matter whether you Jiang Wen is ready to criticize or something else, but it is a mistake to come out.

The Japanese prisoners of war said that they would not pick up guns again after they had surrendered, and asked for a knife to be executed, to which the Kuomintang officers impatiently agreed.

Ironically, it was the Japanese soldier Hanaya Kozaburo who executed Ma Dasan with a knife.

Jiang Jiao is here to help his brother, and the scene that appears is just like this, playing the role of a **** soldier and giving a knife to a Japanese prisoner of war.

Hanaya Kosaburo took a knife and scratched on Ma Dasan's neck for a while, and when he was ready, he suddenly found that Ma Dasan had a big ant on his neck, and he was very careful to possess and help him bounce it.

Ma Dasan raised his head suddenly, and his eyes opened wide, looking straight at Hanaya Kozaburo. The feelings are complicated to the extreme, remorse, hatred, and even the final indifference.

Hanaya Kozaburo's expression changed, he roared, his hand rose, and the knife fell.

"Okay, let's get ready, hurry, hurry." The assistant director shouted.

Jiang Wen stood up, and the staff uncovered a piece of wood on the ground next to him, and he jumped down, leaving only his head exposed. The staff sealed the mouth of the pit again, decorated it, and wrapped a red-dyed cloth around his neck until it looked like a severed head had fallen to the ground. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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