Senior Superstar

   Chapter 1246

   Chapter 940

   Feeling that the old man seemed to have a deep resistance to disclosing his past, Li Shixin did not let the filming team into the hospital with much fanfare.

  Instead, after the camera was set up with the camera, the camera lens was fixed on Zhao Amei's body, and everyone was evacuated from the house.

  Even Liu Feng’s grandson also closed the door for the two of them and returned to the yard.

  Worried that front lighting would make the elderly nervous, Li Shixin did not let the erection.

  In the dark room, there is only the sunlight from the window, which adds a touch of warmth to the old man.

  In such an environment, the anxiety of the old man seems to fade a little.

  As his bench, Li Shixin smiled faintly at Zhao Amei.

   "Grandma, we can start."

   "Where did I talk?"

   Staring at the camera in front of him, the old man is obviously still a little nervous.

  Moving the small bench forward, Li Shixin grabbed the old man’s palm like a dead branch.

   "Speaking of your name. Grandma, what was your family like when you were a kid?"

  Under the guidance of Li Shixin, the old man thought hard for a long time before he raised his head in a sense of sorrow.

"I can’t remember, I remember that at that time my father was a professor, and his family should be good. The house at home is not big, it seems to have a small yard. I have two older brothers, the youngest in the family, they are both Spoil me very much."

  Recalling the thread of childhood, the old man smiled happily.

"I remember that my second brother was seven years older than me. When he was a child, he had some trouble. He was worried that his father would punish me and always forget to stop him. Once I smashed the window of my father's study to catch the crickets. At that time, I was extremely afraid. When my father came back and asked, I said it was my second brother who did it. My father used a ruler to slap my second brother’s **** to bleed. He screamed in pain and didn’t say that I did it. Once. That time, that time. Whoops, too long, too long"

  Ninety-something memory, Li Shixin can't ask for too much.

   Seeing the old man patted his forehead in annoyance, he quickly said: "Grandma, you said your father is a professor at Jinling University, so have you ever gone to school?"

  Following the rhythm of Li Shixin, the old man thought for a while and nodded affirmatively.

"I was there. Enlightenment was a female Durban my father asked for. The husband there was so strict, but I forgot what she was like. I remember that I didn't like staying at her house at that time, so I ran home after class. Later. It’s better to go to elementary school. But I go to girls’ schools. My father is a veteran and he firmly opposes co-educational schools."

   "Later, the middle school was also the affiliated high school of Jinling Women's University, which was also arranged by my father."

  Speaking of this, the old man smiled happily.

"He himself wanted to call me an old woman, but my mother yearned for new women and freedom. A few years after middle school, my father asked me to go home 20 minutes after school and not to play with classmates. . My mother and my second brother always cover for me. That's when I met Ting Qing in a student parade."

  Oh?

  Li Shixin came in interest when he heard a slightly familiar name among the old people.

  "Ting Qing is?"

   but didn't want to, facing Li Shixin's questioning, the smile on the old man's face suddenly froze.

  After a while, she waved her hands to signal that she had forgotten.

  Li Shixin was very sure, this time the old man did not really forget, but he still did not continue to ask.

  Instead, he thought about it and asked: "How old were you at that time?"

   "Twelve or thirteen years old, I can't remember the details."

   nodded, Li Shixin asked again: "What happened then? How long have you been living with your family?"

  The smile on the old man’s face disappeared.

"It's only that long. In the third year of my middle school, the devil entered the city of Nanjing. At that time, Jinling University moved to Sichuan, and my father refused to leave. Later, Nanjing fell. A lot of people died in the city, and my father was scared. Our family ran to Jinling University School, where foreigners set up a refugee shelter. He is a professor there, he is familiar with the environment there, and he became a small official in the refugee shelter, responsible for the refugee’s shelter. The distribution was okay at the beginning, and there was food. Later, the Japanese surrounded it and ate up thousands of people hungry."

  Reflecting that period of time, the old man's hand holding the cane showed blue veins.

"The family broke up at that time. My second brother was beaten to death by a devil when he was out looking for food. My mother cried blindly, causing a cold, and died. On the third day, my eldest brother stole at night. I ran out to collect the body for my second brother, but was caught by the Japanese soldiers and chopped off his head. My father was crazy."

  Speaking of this, the old man can no longer speak.

  She covered her eyes with her old deformed palm, making a heartbreaking sob, and the wrinkles around her eyes filled with tears like a canal.

   Seeing the old man in this state, Li Shixin turned off the camera and silently patted her on the back.

   "No recording, Grandma, we will be here today."

  All afternoon, Zhao Amei's mood finally improved.

  At night, in the old house temporarily rented by Zhao Amei next door, Li Shixin imported the material recorded at noon to the computer.

  Because of the age and the inevitable memory degradation, the old man’s recounts seem rather scattered.

   But even so, after seeing the video, everyone in the production team is still inevitably sinking into heavy and angry.

  Perhaps it was precisely because of the indignation over that period of history. At night, Li Shixin could obviously feel the hostility in the team that had lasted for a week, but it had faded a lot.

  In the room.

  Looking at Li Shixin repeatedly pulling the noon video, Zhao Jinzhi sighed quietly.

   "Recalling these things is too cruel for her."

   Li Shixin did not respond to Zhao Jinzhi's sigh.

  He just pulled the progress bar, not knowing how many times, he played the last segment of the video.

   "On the third day, my eldest brother ran out to collect the body of my second brother at night, but was caught by the Japanese soldiers and chopped his head."

  Looking at the trembling lips of the old man in the video and the shaking hands, Li Shixin shook his head.

  Let go of his tightly clenched right hand, and he took a deep breath.

   "Although she still doesn't know why she has been incognito for so many years, and has been silent as Zhao Amei for so long. But since she found us and asked us to make a movie for her, it means that she is ready."

   Lifting his head, Li Shixin's cheeks twitched, his eyes full of resentment.

   "She has enough courage to say this, for us. Forgetting, is the real cruelty."

  The first time I saw Li Shixin like this, Zhao Jinzhi was a little scared.

   Seemingly aware of his emotions, Li Shixin closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

   "Little Zhao."

   "Hmm."

  Zhao Jinzhi answered immediately.

   "What's wrong, brother?"

  "This time, I don’t want to make a movie anymore. I want to make a documentary."

   Feeling Li Shixin’s seriousness never before, Zhao Jinzhi nodded heavily.

   "Okay. Have you thought about your name?"

   "I've thought about it."

   Silently picked up the cigarette case that the landlord had placed on the dining table, and lighted a cigarette in his mouth. Li Shixin exhaled a pungent smoke.

   "I originally planned to call it "1", but it seems too thin, so let's call it "Shang"."

  　PS: Brothers, come to Poland monthly pass! The last month, the last plot, let's take a look!

  (End of this chapter)