vrcanaries Chapter 108 Dislocation of Time and Space
Chapter 108 Dislocation of Time and Space
Many fans are used to celebrity scandals.
Especially in recent years, when traffic is the dominant factor, a top-tier brother who is high on the top today may become a prisoner tomorrow.
Getting angry, cursing, quitting being a fan, changing followers, all in one smooth move.
But there are those stubborn and young fans who think that no matter what his brother does, it is right.
Even though the authorities have given a detailed report, clearly stating the names and what happened, they still don't believe it.
The official Weibo account directly named Qi Hou and others, warning celebrities in the entertainment industry to take this as a warning.
To cultivate virtues, one must first cultivate art. How can one set an example for children if one has poor morals?
After the criticism, celebrities of all sizes have become much more low-key.
On the set of "Legend of Sword and Fairy", although this drama is more of an idol drama, Ningxia did not want to be perfunctory and invited people with good acting skills.
When the filming started, everyone thought Ningxia was just a nominal director.
It wasn't until the assistant director Li Guizhi recognized her that she felt relieved.
Later, after seeing Ningxia's acting skills, everyone felt completely relieved.
Zhang Tian smiled and joked, "The atmosphere in our crew sometimes makes me feel like I've returned to ten years ago."
The staff members were all doing their own jobs, and the actors had already memorized their lines by heart.
Things like being a big shot, being late or leaving early never happen in their crew.
Everyone cherishes this opportunity and everyone is working hard to make the show a success.
Ningxia was eating her box lunch and smiling happily.
"I thought it would take a month to shoot, but it's only been a few days and we've already shot one-third of it. At this rate, it will probably take another ten days to wrap up."
They are staying here to film, but their fans are deeply bored and leave messages on her Weibo every day.
'Sister Ning, the behind-the-scenes footage of "Three Lives of Love" has been released again. Brother Qian had a small cut on his hand while filming and almost had to call an ambulance. Why don't you just post some of it! '
'Without Ning Jie, the trending searches are meaningless. I just rely on those few songs to survive every day.'
'Didn't you go out to play on May Day?'
'I went to visit some attractions near my home, and now I am waiting for Sister Ning's Weibo to announce the prizes.'
'I forgot about the previous one if you hadn't told me. Let's go find the ticket.'
Days passed one by one, and in the blink of an eye it was the May Fourth Youth Day. The Communist Youth League of China posted a Weibo.
'[Inheriting the May Fourth spirit, young people bravely take on responsibilities] Young people are the future of the country and the hope of the nation.
Let us remember history and never forget the struggles and sacrifices of our predecessors.
Let’s move forward hand in hand and live up to our time and youth!
Striving for youth and inheriting the May Fourth spirit'
There was an MV under the text. After clicking it, the four big words "Misplaced Time and Space" appeared in front of netizens.
"Is this the song that Sister Ning wrote for Brother Jiamu?"
'Come quickly, Sister Ning's song is playing.'
Fans flocked in and watched it carefully.
At the beginning of the MV, Liang Jiamu, wearing a Zhongshan suit, pushed open the heavy door of the "Nandu Memorial Hall".
With a solemn expression, he walked in slowly.
The camera scanned across the photos on the wall, which were the lives of people who had died in vain.
The picture gradually blurred, and Liang Jiamu spoke in a monologue.
“The domestic political situation is chaotic and the people are suffering.”
The blurry picture gradually became clear, and people covered in blood were dragged onto carts.
The children were dressed in rags, with numb eyes, and only one girl was crying loudly.
The voice was full of powerlessness and anxiety.
"(Reading) Throw away your illusions and prepare for battle!"
Dark clouds were looming, and two figures in long gowns stood straight facing the sky.
"That year you were the same age as me
As young as a young song
But in order to create that new world in the dream
You turned and hurried into the wind and rain"
It was raining heavily, and the young teacher ran into the crowd in the rain.
There were students marching everywhere. The young man played by Liang Jiamu raised his arms and shouted, and the students responded one after another.
"I see thousands of lovely you
Don’t look back and run towards the depths of the smoke
How many youthful figures disappear into the night
In exchange for the morning light”
Countless soldiers saluted and turned to head towards the battlefield.
There was continuous gunfire and no one survived.
"I look up at the starry sky you have seen
We meet again after a hundred years of time and space
That smile before you turned around
I understand all of this.”
The clouds dispersed and the light and shadows swayed.
Liang Jiamu stood in the Martyrs' Cemetery and looked up at the blue sky.
The scene changed, and a young man with wounds all over his body and cracked and bleeding lips stood in the corridor.
He turned around and smiled, his eyes full of hope.
A line of small words appeared on the screen, 'Chen Yannian, a revolutionary martyr, refused to yield and was hacked to death by the reactionaries at the age of 29.'
When netizens saw this, they couldn't hold back any longer.
"Liang Jiamu's performance was so good that I was moved to tears instantly."
"This smile broke my defense and I started crying."
'pay tribute!'
"I look up at the starry sky you have seen
The ground beneath my feet has changed in time and space."
The camera turns again, Liang Jiamu puts on a military uniform and stands on the top of a high mountain, with the flickering lights of thousands of homes behind him.
"The red you left swaying in the wind
In the heart, in the heart"
The young teacher, carrying his luggage, walked away gradually as his friends saw him off.
The teacher's eyes were firm, and the five-star red flag in the background was fluttering in the wind.
"I raise my hand and take the same oath...
Dedicated to this vast land"
The party flag was hung high in the small house, and the people inside clenched their right fists and took a firm oath.
"How I wish I could reach out and hug you tightly
Tell you everything is settled
The New China You Dreamed of a Hundred Years Ago
How beautiful”
At the Martyrs' Cemetery, Liang Jiamu stood in front of the tombstone and presented bouquets of flowers to the martyrs.
"I look up at the starry sky you have seen
We meet again after a hundred years of time and space
……
In the heart, in the heart
Chen Qiaonian and other revolutionary predecessors appeared one by one, all facing the camera with a smile.
Two short lines of small characters summarize their lives.
"I look up at the starry sky you have seen
The ground under your feet has changed time and space
The red you left swaying in the wind
In the heart, in the heart
The screen kept jumping, the new China was established, the atomic bomb exploded successfully, the artificial satellite test was successful...
Every frame and every scene shows the rapid development of China.
Finally, the picture freezes on the fluttering five-star red flag, and the whole song ends completely.
'My eyes are filled with tears. I want to go to Yanqiao Road again. What's touching is that there is a prosperous avenue in front of Yanqiao Road!'
"I had no intention of going out on May Day, and luckily I didn't go out, so I could take my children to visit the Nandu Memorial Hall immediately."
"How beautiful was the new China you dreamed of a hundred years ago?" This sentence is really hurtful.
'I just joined the party today. Don't forget your original intention and keep your mission in mind! '
'Just now I was complaining that history was too difficult to memorize, but suddenly I realized that this was all earned by one person after another with their lives. Salute to the martyrs! '
'I cried my eyes out, it was so sad, it was so hard...'
Memorial halls and museums across the country did not expect that as the short holiday was about to end, they would usher in a wave of traffic peak.