"What are you watching? Have you never seen a movie?"

A young man with a fat face kicked the merchant's roller shutter door.

"It's like a queen's arrival," the head of the merchant who was protruding his head muttered.

"Oh, I dare to say goodbye. Your family will double the camel land next month (note 1)."

The merchant was tough and glared at him, "If you say double it, you will double it? Who are you?"

"Have you heard of Brother Longju's font size? You'll be shut up in bb." The young man said with his eyes rolled over.

After hearing what the young man said, the merchant instantly wilted. He turned around and picked up a broom to scold the inner room, "An Qiao, when will your face be melted? It's been half an hour. Come out to work quickly. How can the underground be so dirty? How can the guests get on their feet when they come?"

"What are you shouting? Didn't I say that today I'm going to participate in the parade to fight tyranny. There are many reporters taking photos, so how can I go to the street without makeup?"

A girl with a round face and big eyes dressed up as she spoke, walked down from the second floor.

"The tyranny of the Yankees is nothing. If you have that time, it's better to help at home. This month's labor has increased again. I'm not going to support you in college to resist tyranny."

"Sweep the floor quickly, you can't go anywhere if you can't finish cleaning the floor." The merchant said as he stuffed the broom into his daughter's hand.

"Dad, haven't you seen that I just finished putting on makeup? I should spend it after I finished sweeping the floor. Besides, we live in a free society under the leadership of the queen. As citizens, we must fight against unfair systems and criticize them." The girl repeated the views of her social class teacher.

"Today, there are not many customers outside to shoot a movie. I guess they will not be able to put it there and wait for me to come back in the afternoon to pack up." The girl took the broom and threw it aside. While speaking, she looked at the side door of the Governor's Office curiously.

"Little beauty, you can't watch the set now. The big guy in this film has told me that it must be kept strictly confidential before it is released."

The attitude of the young women in the club has obviously improved a lot, and he smiled and came up to block the girl's view.

"Brother, which big star is there on the set? Can I go and ask for an autograph after filming?" When I heard about filming, the girl's eyes lit up.

"I heard that they are big stars living in Holy in the United States. Our President Han and President Ouyang are both on the set. Not to mention you, we, the serious staff, cannot get close to us."

"I like you. I think we are so destined to tell you so much. If we change someone, we will slap you long ago." The young man glanced at the owner of the merchant and said with a shaking head.

"When will your parade end? Since you meet someone, I will invite you to Lan Kwai Fong tonight. After the company's event is over, President Ouyang will come in person to entertain everyone. I will help you with a thread. The girl's pan is so beautiful and may be favored by President Ouyang as the heroine."

The young man half-closed his eyes, his eyes slipping around the girl's breasts and buttocks curves.

"An Qiao, why don't you dare to go to Lan Kwai Fong bar, be careful I will discount your legs. That's the ghost place that Sister Kiln went to." The merchant owner didn't have the courage to yell at the young people in the club, so he had to look at his daughter sternly.

"How do you know that it was the place where Sister Yao went? It seemed like you had been there. I left first, and I wouldn't be able to catch up with the parade if I didn't go out." The girl retorted with cleverness, took out her eyebrow pencil and quickly wrote down a few numbers on the note, and stuffed them into the young man's hands, making a call to the young man.

Watching his daughter leave, and looking at the young people in the club standing in front of his shop like a door god, the merchant owner cursed the group of yors who seemed to cause his daughter to be disobedient, picked up a broom and started cleaning up.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, is this what you said about making movies?"

Liang Pan was wearing a light blue sleeveless skirt, a pair of pure black round-toed calfskin sandals, and white linen socks just covered his ankles.

Loli was tied with a silk ribbon of the same color as the suit on her waist. The ribbon had an oversized double-buckle bow behind Liang Pan, making Loli look like a little ocean angel with blue transparent wings.

Holding Liang Pan's little hand, Liang Yuan looked at the surrounding environment and nodded, squatted down, kissed Liang Pan's apple-like face and said, "Pan Pan will cry in a while."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, can Panpan not cry for a while and use eye drops to replace it?" Liang Pan hugged Liang Yuan's neck and whispered close to Liang Yuan's ear.

A few years ago, when Liang Yuan took his twin Loli to watch the video of Star Wars, he casually talked about many movie stunts and special effects. Liang Pan, who had just entered kindergarten, took great care to write down this method of fake tears.

In Liang Pan's little thoughts, his parents forced themselves to go to kindergarten in the future, so they planned to use this to fool them.

Unfortunately, Loli's thinking circuit was extremely straightforward. When Liang Pan failed to resist school, he returned to his room and walked around for less than 10 seconds and immediately turned into tears. The so-called tear-falsing plan turned into a complete joke.

"Okay, okay, Panpan's plan can finally come in handy." Liang Yuan thought about Zhang Yi and everyone's vivid description of Liang Pan's fake schedule, and said with a smile.

Liang Yuan’s props are extra simple.

A loli baby who looks adorable, several bottles of props similar to blood, some scattered single shoes, broken glasses, burned cloth titles, and the active equipment of the British troops stationed in Hong Kong carried by Weng Chengji and his subordinates.

Liang Yuan, who has come from the Internet era, has an extra profound understanding of the right to speak.

When Qin Hui, Wang Jingwei and others transform into great patriots, and Yue Fei becomes a killer butcher who is despised, anyone will understand what the right to speak really represents.

During World War II, six million Jews died. After the reconstruction of the global post-war power system, anyone who left the background of a demon scum and tried to objectively evaluate Hitler was greatly persecuted.

During World War II, Chinese people sacrificed 22 million. After the reconstruction of the global post-war rights system, no mainstream Western society believed that this data was true.

Chinese people, you are making fake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The tragic Nanjing Massacre is considered to be a fraud. For more than 60 years since the founding of the Republic, the executioner's crazy laughter has always wandered on this ancient land. The scars of the nation have never healed, and they will be torn apart with a sarcastic look every now and then.

This is the saddest and most ugly scene in the long river of human history.

For Western media, as long as we do not report it, it is that reality has not happened. When the lies are repeated a thousand times, they will become truth. Some news organizations ignore iron historical facts and become believers of Dr. Goebbels.

Except for the mouth, in the Western civilization system, life has never been equal, even if it is already dead.

Liang Yuan's script is also extra simple.

The blessing of using rumors to make the truth is that the so-called propaganda technique has no secret in Liang Yuan, who has been baptized by the Internet tide.

Compared with the big pit dug for Comrade Saddam before the outbreak of the Gulf War, Liang Yuan's little tricks are not even considered a slag.

What Liang Yuan did was nothing more than copying the idea of ​​the Iraqi soldiers angrily throwing a baby tragedy that the Kuwait ambassador to the United States before the outbreak of the Gulf War, and was invented in the face of anti-war sentiment in the United States.

Liang Yuan couldn't use a baby as a prop, but his cute loli still had the best results.

The smoke of gunpowder, war, blood, burning remains, broken glasses frames, single shoes that were scrambled to step on, the sunlight reflected the one without protection, lonely and helpless, and extremely sad, the young loli sat down and cried.

What else can touch the weak human heart more than this, arouse human desire for protection, and accuse the cruelty and inscrutability of the suppressors.

However, before these things were released, Liang Yuan had to trick the British Empire into implementing its extremely skilled and extremely British cleanup.

For Liang Yuan, this kind of thing is still not difficult at all. It is as easy to move into streets as mixing sugar in water. Of course, this weird exception is Great India. r1152

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