bookbashuk Chapter 247
Chapter 247
Hengdian.
In one of the crews, the uniforms looked like those of the Republic of China, but there were some differences in details.
In front of the monitor, Liu Yifei stood behind the monitor, and Guo Peng sat in the director's chair.
After receiving a brief phone call, Liu Yifei nodded with satisfaction while watching the actors' performances in the monitor.
"Director Guo, thank you for your help. I will come back to finish the filming in a few days."
Liu Yifei held the phone in her hand, while Gu Ying and Xue Pan had been waiting in the distance with their luggage. They had obviously packed their bags and were waiting to set off.
"I will be strict with myself and the actors." Guo Peng heard this and quickly stood up from the director's chair.
"I believe you. For the next play, I plan to let you shoot it yourself."
Liu Yifei shook her head. She knew Guo Peng's ability very well. Now Guo Peng was a member of her team, but he was only responsible for the crew and the first assistant director.
She did want Guo Peng to direct a play alone, and she felt that it was a bit of a waste of talent to be the assistant director, even if it was the first assistant director.
"Don't... If this fails, I might sleep on the street that day." Guo Peng shook his head anxiously.
With the current situation, he is actually very satisfied. He has dreamed of being a director since he was a child, but he didn't know how difficult it is until he really walked this road.
If he hadn't met the person in front of him, he might still be wasting his time.
"I'm investing, I won't say anymore... I have to leave quickly." Liu Yifei looked down at the time on her watch, waved her hand, and then trotted towards Gu Ying.
The distance from Shanghai to Hangzhou is about the same as her distance from Hangzhou. It's about eight o'clock now, so it's always right to leave early.
Liu Yifei and Gu Ying, pulling their suitcases, rushed into the car under Guo Peng's eyes.
After Liu Yifei left, Guo Peng slowly retracted his gaze, focused on the monitor, and signaled to continue the board.
Although he seemed calm, his eyes were a little hot.
Which director doesn't want to direct alone? However, there are only so many opportunities in the entertainment industry. It is harder to climb than the pyramid, so how can it be his turn?
Now someone said that he would give him a chance, and he couldn't calm down.
Sometimes, the appearance of a person is like a seed. As time goes by, it will take root and sprout in people's hearts. What it can grow into depends on the person.
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Hangzhou.
Known as the paradise on earth, too many famous poems and classics were born here.
From ancient times to the present, all of them tell the prosperous past of this city.
Now, as the pillar of China's economy, there are too many business miracles happening in this city.
Ni Qin returned to Hangzhou with the hammer that had grown up. This city has too many memories for her, and many memories are hard to let go.
Just after landing, she returned to the former family building. She looked at the gradually dusty house and exhaled a breath of foul air.
Picked up the broom behind the door and began to clean the house.
Although she was working in Yanjing, she would return to Hangzhou whenever she had time, back to this place where there were many laughs.
"Mom, I'll do it."
Her son, who was already as tall as her, reached out and took the broom, and cleaned it very skillfully.
This made Ni Qin smile, and she walked silently to a corner, where there was a red cloth package with dust on it.
Gently patted it, swept the dust off the red cloth, and then opened it, silently watching the familiar yet unfamiliar face.
Time is always an invisible butcher knife. She is very afraid that as time goes by, she will forget the good past.
At this time, the ringtone rang, interrupting Ni Qin's drifting thoughts. She took out her mobile phone, looked down, and answered it.
"Brother Yi."
"Ni Qin, I heard from Aunt Wang that you went back?"
"Yes, I just arrived."
"That's great, I'll be there in the afternoon and come to see you."
"Okay."
Ni Qin didn't talk for too long. After hanging up the phone, she sighed softly.
The little man who was cleaning on the side stopped his work and looked over at the first greeting.
"Mom, is it Uncle Zhao's call?"
"Yes, I guess he's going to see your dad."
"Then will we go with him?"
"Yeah."
Ni Qin's face was no longer sad.
After all, over the years, no matter how difficult the obstacles are, they are also facing them under the flushing and adaptation of the years.
"Brother Yi and the others have not forgotten you."
Ni Qin took a small feather duster next to her and wiped away some dust that had fallen into it through the red cloth, while also cleaning the base.
She watched her son grow up and fell in love with model airplanes, fell in love with everything about airplanes.
It was as if I was walking the same road again.
Fortunately, many people did not forget.
At noon, the sunshine near April had begun to become increasingly scorching.
A bus convoy drove into Hangzhou. On the road in Hangzhou, another bus joined the convoy and headed straight for the destination.
Each person wore a black suit and black skirt with a white chrysanthemum on his chest and a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
Everyone's eyes were solemn.
History has always been used to remember. If you start to forget history, you will definitely reverse history.
Chu Ze understood this, Ye Qing understood it, Feng Mindong, and even Yang Xuan understood it.
And Zhang Weiguo understood it even more, and walked into the cemetery with a large group of people.
After noon, there were not many people in the cemetery, but the appearance of such a large group still surprised many people.
Just when I wanted to take a photo, I had already entered the control area.
Gu Ying and Xue Pan looked nervous, and their palms holding the bouquets began to sweat. After following Liu Yifei for so long, it was the first time for them to be so close to a large group of people.
Looking at the careful positioning, it was known that this group of people was definitely not light.
It was just the solemn atmosphere that made the two of them just follow the team silently. As for Liu Yifei, she had already stood beside Teacher Chu.
After entering the cemetery, Zhang Weiguo began to become taciturn.
After entering the area, looking at Zhao Yi in front of him, a middle-aged woman and a child about 1.5 meters tall, Zhang Weiguo paused slightly, and just looking at Zhao Yi who was about to speak, Zhang Weiguo raised his hand to stop him.
"Let's talk after the worship." Zhang Weiguo said in a deep voice.
Zhao Yi silently stepped back.
"It's April 1st again."
"It's been five years, and I'm here to give you good news."
"Our aircraft carrier sea trial was successful."
"We have won a great victory recently."
"We already have more advanced fighter jets."
"We will never forget today! Today is April Fool's Day in the West, but it is definitely not ours! It wasn't before, it's not today, and it won't be in the future."
Zhang Weiguo said every word. In his heart, standing in his position, many decisions are just a choice, but after this choice, it is difficult for him to be hard-hearted.
In public, he seems to have to make this choice. In private, his wife has lost her husband and his son has lost his father.
People are not plants, who can be heartless? At this moment, Zhang Weiguo's eyes were red, and there was guilt in his eyes.
Ni Qin looked at the large group of people in front of her, and then looked at Zhang Weiguo who had come to her home. She silently raised her head and took a deep breath.
I have never forgotten.
Brother Yi has never forgotten.
There are many people who have never forgotten you.
Did you hear it?
Ni Qin murmured in her heart, feeling the force pulling her hand getting stronger and stronger. She glanced at her son, and the determination revealed in his eyes made her seem like she saw a familiar look.