All of them, all of them have a strange feeling of sleepiness, as if they had a long, but full of weird and horrible nightmares, and then they haven't slept well. What happened just now www.biquge.info is as unreal as a yellowed dream, and in fact they are not sure if there was really a "person" here just now. Angela was taken away by her agent as if she were protecting the most endangered animal, and the others, mainly the big director, asked the assistant to put the tape again.

The ten-minute documentary ended quickly, everything was very normal, the camp guards in the picture were not the protagonists, the focus of the camera was not on them, so people could not fully believe that the "man" just now was in it, but all the people who were still there felt that "he" was here. And the back tape also does not have scenes of the massacre of the Einsatzgruppen on the battlefield of the Eastern Front - originally the massacre footage of these Einsatzgruppen was just a few pictures of scaly claws, and there was no so-called film record. Now almost no one dares to be sure whether what has just happened is real or everyone's fantasy - it is the great director or something that has a lot of inspiration, but more of a religious devotion and a fear of the unknown.

The little girl returned to her room, and she could not sleep either. What just happened made this girl who was a man's daughter incomprehensible - although being reborn as a rich girl in the United States was originally a subverted materialistic thing, but seeing the so-called "supernatural event" with her own eyes was another matter. The little girl recalled everything she had just seen, and she found that it was only ten minutes, and her memory of what had just happened was a little like a yellowed old photograph. But the man's face, the German before it disappeared, was still fresh in her memory. To be honest, the little girl's mind has so much "plagiarized" material that has also given her full imagination, and she has also come up with several scripts - still horror films.

In the following shooting, whether it was the director, the scene manager, the assistant, or the cameraman, they all felt that the actors were extremely involved in the play, and it was simply a super-standard performance. Especially those actors who play the role of concentration camp guards, their acting skills are completely Oscar-level. The callousness, the cruelty of treating human life as a mustard, the disregard for Jews not at all as human beings, but as some kind of raw material, came to the actors—when they went into filming and put on their uniforms. All they see is a cruel and ruthless beast machine. The uniforms brought with them an icy aura, the smell of death, which also stimulated the actors who played the victims of the concentration camps to jump into the play. Strangely, whenever they started shooting, there were always gloomy skies, lead-gray clouds and a miserable white sun.

The filming progressed very quickly thanks to the full dedication of the actors. Speaking of which, Angela also used to think that the acting skills of these actors were so good, but when she asked about them after the play, the other party couldn't say why. That's true for the supporting characters, and it's true for the main characters - except for Angela herself and the one who plays Mr. Schindler. The actor who played the camp commander had a colder air of death than all the tricks when he put on his uniform and started filming, and the slight cruel smile on his lips was the only one - Angela had no doubt that if he had been armed with a real gun, he would have taken pleasure in shooting Jewish prisoners, as written in the script.

Everyone's mood was very heavy, not only that the things to be shown in the movie were so heavy and serious, but that they all felt strange during the shooting. The eternally gloomy sky, the always chilly weather, the murderous "camp guards" and the desperate "Jewish prisoners......

“1、2、3、4、5.......” The little girl stood aside and silently counted the number of actors - she had been using this method to relieve her burden of her heart lately, and it had worked well. A few days passed like this, but soon it was time to see the sample - this evening was a sample of the little shot of the girl in red in which she had starred, and she counted the heads on the screen out of her habit of the past few days. Then she gasped. She remembers very clearly that during the filming, in order to distract herself from the experiential performance, she quietly counted the number of people in uniform before the start of filming, and now the number of people in the picture is wrong, there are a few more people! Some of the actors weren't included in the frame because of the framing, but Angela has always had a very good memory - otherwise how could a little girl remember so many classic movies. Thanks to her good memory and very good spatial composition skills - she still wants to be a great producer and director, and she remembers very clearly the number of actors she can see in this position.

Obviously, there were a little more people in the picture, and since Angela herself was performing, there were places where she couldn't see so clearly that she couldn't be sure how many more people there were - the only thing she could be sure of was that there weren't the right people. But Angela didn't say it, and even if she did, it was useless for Angela to know, even if everyone knew that what she said was true - the filming of this movie had already become a strange nightmare, everyone knew that it was an immortal masterpiece, but it also brought them the deepest nightmare. "I know ......" is what the great director said to the genius girl Angela - the great director exuded deep exhaustion, "I know, 'they' are here, 'they' are ...... in front of our cameras"

The film is finally finished, and the main creators will perform a ritual at the original site of the concentration camp to comfort the dead. The sky was still gloomy, and there were even a few snowflakes. Angela, who was still a child, and of course could not bear the quiet, looked left and right - and then he saw the man standing in the shadows behind the camp gates.

This face is still fresh in my memory, it is the handsome man in the SS uniform who appeared in the screening room, he just stood there quietly, although it was tens of meters away, Angela could see the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth. "Who are you?" Angela pointed at the man and shouted, the crisp childlike voice that drew everyone's attention in that direction. The mocking smile deepened, not only the smile, but the expression on his whole face all showed his contempt. The man came out of the shadows, and the guards at the memorial quickly leaned over to subdue the man, the "skinhead" in an illegal SS uniform. But they failed, and the guard curled up on the ground and twitched as if he had been electrocuted, and the man was already very close to the people. "Who am I?" The mocking smile smoothed slightly, and the words came out of those thin lips, "Who am I?" Don't you know by looking at my clothes? Who am I? I'm all of you......" Angela took a step back, the child's feeling that the man seemed to be a dark sea, and the others looked at the man, and the sense of oppression that came from nowhere made people speechless. He smiled, it was a peculiar smile, satisfied but a**, the man pulled his eyes back from the concentration camp memorial behind him, and looked at Angela again, "Little girl, I know what you want to say." I've always been here, always have been. He straightened his big-brimmed hat, "I've been here since a long, long time ago....."

The handsome man turned and walked towards the camp, his clothes turned into the old purple toga robes, and his brown hair wore laurels, but the next moment he turned into a tie jacket and hat, carrying a scimitar and a horned bow, but when people saw him again, he was still in a dark green SS uniform of the Third Reich...... The footsteps were fast, and the figure of this man faded and faded as he moved away, and finally disappeared in the rows of barracks.

Out of nowhere, there was the sound of a horse neighing, then the sound of an engine, and then nothing.

That year, Schindler's list won an Academy Award. But no one speaks or writes down what they see. In the same year, the Bosnian civil war became extremely brutal, and the Middle East and Chechnya and Central Asia also broke out and continued to fight. Angela never wanted to go to that place again, she didn't even want to set foot on the European continent.