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Chapter 302: Forming a Filming Team

The next morning, in the college’s small auditorium, the old dean personally organized this mobilization meeting to go out for filming and gave a speech, which demonstrated the college’s attention and support, and encouraged everyone to shoot the film well and not be afraid of hardship.

At noon, we had dinner in the college cafeteria, and we all got into three groups and set off.

"Wow, O303, Zhang Yanming, you are so awesome." Wang Shaobai is a sensible person and was excited when he saw the car.

Sun Li and Ma Rui were confused: "Is this car very good? Isn't it just a minibus?"

"Have you seen a minibus worth more than one million? That's it. There is not much German goods in the whole capital. With this car, we can suffer a lot less."

"So expensive? You can't break it, right?"

"Ph, bad, bad, good, shut your crow's mouth."

Several people were chatting and laughing while getting on the bus separately. The imagined hard journey turned into a luxury car tour, and everyone felt relaxed.

Soon the three cars turned around and opened the gate of the college and rushed into the distance with a group of students with dreams and excitement.

...

"You guys tell me, what is the origin of this Zhang Yanming? If you want to find the dean, just look for the dean. We can come out to shoot a movie alone in just a few days after school? I asked my friend, this is all the homework for the third grade."

"There is also this car, more than one million yuan per car. Look at it, is it a new car."

"There are still people. All nine of them are soldiers. I have relatives in my family in the army, so I can't feel wrong."

"There are also machinery and equipment. I applied yesterday and was deployed today. They are all the best equipment in the school. I am not a student in the camera and radio."

Young Master Wang Bai Huang Ke and Yang Xiaoshan gathered together in the back row of the car and muttered quietly.

"Hey, you guys say, will he be of a military background, the kind of big guy? Otherwise, why would he specifically emphasize putting his main perspective on the army?"

“Not like.”

"Forget it, why are we guessing these things here? Mao has no meaning. This opportunity is rare. Let's focus on the main business? We can come out to shoot movies just after the first grade is about to start school, so we are the first to start the school.

People have won the opportunity and let us participate. The personnel, machines, cars, and money are all ready, and we don’t have to worry about anything. Should we think about how to shoot the film well?”

Wang Shaobai patted the kraft paper bag in his hand, and interrupted Huang Ke and Yang Xiaoshan's imagination without raising his head, and took out a stack of information from the paper bag.

The information was prepared by Zhang Yanming. Based on some memories in the dream, some sorted out by referring to some information from this world, related data on the rescue and disaster relief of this flood, as well as important areas.

There are also some requirements for the camera, which are for everyone to play freely, but they still have some key points, and these cameras are necessary.

"In the Yangtze River Basin alone, nearly 300,000 active-duty soldiers were recruited in various places, and all seas, land and air were dispatched. The armed forces departments in various places organized nearly 5 million reserves and militias, and set up life and death cards in dangerous places to fight against the flood demons.

A total of 112 generals personally led their troops to participate in the war, and more than 3,000 division and regiment cadres stood firmly in the position of "vanguard" of the commando.

Reinforcements from all over the country lined the highest peak at a density of half an hour to head towards the front line of floods. Residents were retreating and they were advancing.

On the front line of flood fighting, soldiers were determined to be selfless with iron discipline and not afraid of sacrifice. On the second-line battlefield, soldiers were still soldiers who rescued the masses and their property from the flood and soaked in dirty water for more than ten hours.

They are all children of seventeen or eighteen years old, but no one regards themselves as children because they are soldiers. Their hands are broken and their legs are injured. They just rush forward and no one retreats.

Among these children, there are countless people outside the Yangtze River, and there are countless people outside the Yangtze River. The relatives at home are ravaged by ruthless floods. They fight and even pay their lives for the lives and property of strangers in foreign lands.

How many soldiers have the elderly at home who died of illness and cannot meet for the last time due to flood control tasks? How many people have booked a wedding banquet that cannot be held?

The flood gradually retreated, but countless unknown heroes stayed there forever. From the Songhua River in Nenjiang to the extension of the Yangtze River, there were several troops that disappeared in the regiment system, and countless other risks were taken.

All kinds of injuries and diseases caused by long-term blisters did not shake their will.

This is the true nature of the soldiers of the times, in the face of great dangers, in the face of the orders of the country, and in the face of the needs of the people.

However, from the beginning to the end, they were silent.

He came silently, left silently, covered the red flag for his comrades and presented a bouquet of flowers, swallowed the tears into his stomach, and continued to move forward."

Wang Shaopai read the text on the material softly, and his brows gradually frowned.

The smiles on Huang Ke and Yang Xiaoshan's faces gradually disappeared, listening quietly.

In another car, Sun Li and Ma Rui were already in the circle of their eyes, and their hands holding the information were trembling slightly.

"Now, the country is undergoing a complete change, and the economic tide is swaying everything. The theory of money supremacy is rampant, and nihilism is spreading. When you open the news, it is all money, all luxury life, and all entertainment stars.

The great achievements of soldiers are squeezed and buried, and more heroic people and stories are unknown.

I think maybe we can do something, even if it's so trivial.

I just want more people to know that they enjoy a peaceful and peaceful life, they can talk big, they can have famous cars and mansions, they can taste tea, meat, praise and criticize the world, and they can do whatever they want.

Our country is the safest and most peaceful place in the world. We ordinary people are among the few people in the world who can enjoy a peaceful life without any worry.

All this is just because

Behind all of us, there are so many unsung heroes who silently protect everything with their lives and blood.

There has never been a peaceful time, but someone is carrying the burden on us."

Both cars were quiet.

"I think what he said makes sense." Wang Shaobai blinked.

"He is really different from us." Ma Rui sniffed.

"I want to choose him as the squad leader." Yang Yishan leaned against the seat of the car and looked forward: "I will follow him from now on."

"I heard that he came in through the back door." Sun Li looked out the window with her chin on her back.

"I just want to know what kind of person he is. This angle is not on the same level as us. I am convinced." Huang Ke shook his head.

"Even if it is true, it is the school's wise. Such a person should open a big back door." Ma Rui glared at Sun Li.
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