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Chapter 1378 A cannon rang, Yilu buried the city, and Sanyuanli resisted ((1/2)

Chapter 1378 A cannon sounded, Elliot buried the city, Sanyuanli held on (Part 1)

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The cinema was filled with darkness, with many media and film critics sitting in the front row. After three rows, there were stars in the circle and prominent people in the city.

The lights are brilliant.

On the stage,

The tall and handsome Wu Xiaozu, the cold suit thug Luo Dong, the beautiful Qiu Shuzhen, and other members of the creative team stood in front of the big screen.

"Wu Sheng, we all know that this drama is being prepared for a lot of time, and the total filming time spans over twenty months. So what is this heroic film telling?

Do you have any interesting things to share with you during the shooting?”

The host of the guest stage host is Lin Haifeng, known as the "Lin Dog" who is known as the cold-faced laughing craftsman.

In this era, nonsensical culture is popular in Hong Kong, so it is naturally Zhou Xingxing in movies. But in addition to Stephen Chow, the "Soft and Hard" radio combination formed by him and Ge Minhui is also the representative of the ancestors of Hong Kong Island's nonsensical culture.

At the same time, he is also Lin Xiaofeng's brother.

"First of all, this is not a heroic film defined by the outside world. Originally, where Director Li and I were filming, we wanted to shoot the past and the story of a street.

Later I found that in that past, there were actually too many people and things. It seemed to be more like the shadow of an era.

So this movie is probably about a story captured by an era.”

Wu Xiaozu held the microphone and said with a faint smile.

"The reason why the movie name is called "Big Boss" is nothing more than looking at that past from a person's perspective...

In fact, the hero film you mentioned is just an extension and change of the crime films in the genre.

The film hopes to keep viewers aware of the story told in the film rather than focusing on the way it is told.

You can say it is a crime movie or a gangster movie that borrows the characteristics of western movies."

???

Lin Haifeng is a little difficult to answer.

I agreed that this is a heroic film, why did Wu Xiaozu suddenly become a special work that draws on western films???

Mainly, Hong Kong films or Chinese films in this era have not been standardized and have no complete industrial processes, so the summary of genre films is not in place...

Give a chestnut.

"Avatar" is the foundation of a western film wearing a vest.

"Old Xu, you have never been willing to reveal this drama. Now it's about to be staged, so you can talk about it, right? How about the movie?"

In the audience, watching Wu Xiaozu bragging, Cheng Long twisted his butt and asked curiously.

"Old Wu's introduction is quite accurate."

Xu Jie raised his legs and looked completely unfathomable, "The movie will start soon, you can see if you observe it yourself.

After all, you are a man who goes to Hollywood...haha."

“…… ̄□ ̄||…”

Brother Long glared at Xu Wei, who was so skeleton-looking, unshaven.

This is in the cinema, or if it is in the furniture city...huhhh.

Just blow your pussy...

Anyway, Wu Xiaozu didn't think that the box office really exploded too much in this movie - he experienced the pleasure of Wang Crazy spending other people's money to complete his artistic pursuit.

It's true that I don't feel sorry at all.

Anyway, Boss Liu, who is selling retro electric fans in the United States next door, pays the bill... Oh, by the way, I forgot to say that E7 Culture is the biggest producer of this movie.

The entire theater is full of pits and valleys.

There are dozens of film critics, except for those who are bought by other film special events in Hong Kong... they all came here in a hurry.

Some came for Wu Xiaozu, while others were paid by the bosses next door to pick them up... paid gangsters.

The summer season is like the Battle of Ping'an Gle, and all kinds of tricks have been used. Of course, the methods of controlling evaluations are relatively single these days, and the channels that are more capable of making voices are still in the hands of capital.

The interview with the main creative team on the stage did not waste much time. After more than 20 minutes, the lights of the audience dimmed.

"Big Boss" officially started.

Locomotive Entertainment, Jianghu Emergency Film, E7 Culture, etc., are the opening logos of big film companies that are all present.

Producers: Jiang Zhiqiang, Wu Xiaozu, and Li Licheng's red font names first appeared on a black background.

Immediately afterwards, in the dark scene.

In front of the screen with square outside and round shape.

A gentleman wearing a top hat, a long gown and ankle-like, and only leaked Western leather shoes, took off his hat and hung it on the lonely clothes hang beside him, bent down, scratched matches, and lit the oil lamp.

The wind and fire are shaking.

The light shadow sways.

Suddenly, the background was mixed with gunfire and gunfire sounds mixed.

The gentleman suddenly turned around and showed a shocked face, and the huge exposure of the camera shone.

A photo is frozen.

『In April 1944, the Japanese invaders launched the "Operation No. 1" plan, and the battle of Henan, Hunan and Guangxi officially began!

In eight months, the national army lost more than 500,000 troops in combat, and large areas of provincial and ministerial land such as Henan, Hunan, Guizhou, Guangxi, Guangdong, and Fujian were destroyed.

60 million compatriots were under the iron hoof of the Japanese invaders, homeless and tragic.

At the age of 10, I also fled from mainland China with my parents to Hong Kong Island.

The slightly sad soundtrack slowly rang out on the black screen. As the opening subtitles slowly emerged, a monologue was recited by a boy in the voice change period.

At this time, the music changed slightly, and the opening soundtrack of "Yun Gongyin" slowly rang out, and the voiceover was mixed with the sound of mahjong, the sound of car whistle, the sound of children chasing and fighting, and the sound of water boiling in the end.

Close-up of the camera, a black-brown sand pot boiled with water vapor, and the lid was pushed open.

A pair of slender hands held a wooden spoon and scooped the black medicine soup into a coarse porcelain bowl arranged next to it.

There is obviously a piece of the wrist that is obviously whiter than other parts.

Cough cough cough cough cough...

Outside the painting, a cough sounded.

The camera is pulled up, revealing the woman's forearm, and continuing to lift the camera, revealing the slim woman wearing cotton and linen cheongsam and the full picture of the simple stove and kitchen.

Cough cough cough-

The camera moves and takes the medicine toward the man who is lying on the bed next to him.

The haggard man lay on the edge of a simple bed made of straw mat, his face full of grayness and his eye sockets were sunken.

“…”

"Drink the medicine first, it will always get better." The woman sat beside her gently, holding a spoon and gently feeding the medicine.

"You and Xinwu have suffered, Xinzhi and Xinzhen are you all..." The man couldn't bear to speak.

The woman lowers her head and wipes her tears.

The man's voice stopped completely, the camera movement turned slightly. Under the subjective lens, there was a tablet called "Myer Hearts" next to it, and a photo of a boy with a bright smile was hung on it.

"You... cough cough... cough cough... beat the bracelet... cough cough...?"

"The pharmacy's decoction price has increased again," the woman replied.

At this time, the sound of wooden stairs creaking came, and a 13-4-year-old boy ran up with a girl of three or two years old on his back.

Bang.

Push the door open.

Bang--

The soup bowl fell on the ground.

A piece of black soup spilled all over the ground, the boy looked at the room with his sister on his back, and his mother stood there in a daze.

Then a crying sound-

"I carried my sister home that day. My father was unable to treat asthma and passed away. I was 11 years old that year.

Not a man.

An unarmed woman who raises two children...it's hard to be in the city of Hong Kong Island.

From that day on, my world was all black and white.

Pictures are turned into painting.

The camera is shot from a high altitude, and the Kowloon City Walled City, which is mixed with fish and dragons, appears in the picture.
To be continued...
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