The Director of Music Department

In front of the window sill, she began to count, paddling carefully in the notebook, and solemnly wrote: "2ooo-5=1995"...

I don’t know why, looking at Nini’s immature notes, the viewers couldn’t help but feel a little sad. Why is it 2000?

The movie does not give an explanation, but everyone can guess what the little girl is thinking at the moment. Probably in the little girl’s careful thoughts, two thousand is a big number, and probably in her heart, there are two thousand. Can you cure your mother's illness with just one dollar?

The picture changed again, and the little girl's mother appeared again. She was still lying on the bed weakly, coughing twice in pain from time to time.

Correspondingly with the sound of coughing, under the noon sun, a little girl smashed the garbage dump with a branch, looking for mineral water bottles, tirelessly, every time she picked one, she smiled, she was picking up a bottle. Ah, I am clearly picking up one hope after another, one happiness after another...

Even when she was looking through the trash, she was almost bitten by a wild dog who was mistaken for preying, and she was rushed to run...

Passing by the canteen at the entrance of the village, she once stared at a few dollars a bottle of drink, but in the end she turned around and left.

Once she happened to find a bottle of unfinished drink, she ecstatically unscrewed the lid, raised her neck and drank it all, but then regretted that she drank too fast, but she could only watch I licked my lips with the empty bottle, as if it was the sweetest taste in the world.

The movie is silent, and most of the time it is silently, just like a little girl, silently doing what she thinks should be done, working towards her goal.

Seeing a group of children of the same age playing games, watching children acting coquettishly with their mothers about to eat this and that, her eyes were full of envy, but what was ushered in was contempt and ridicule, because she kept digging through the trash. The body is dirty.

This scene is extremely sad, extremely distressing, what a good child, what a well-behaved child, what a distressing director’s child, at her age, she should have been acting like a baby under the knees of her parents. , Is loved by all means, but she can only go to the dirty garbage dump every day, and fight the wild dogs, and can only pick up the water bottles that cost a few cents.

When other children were playing, she could only watch from a distance. When other children were eating things worth a few dollars or even dozens of dollars, she could only swallow her saliva and envy.

Then came a group of shots of a little girl's account book:

1995-3=1992

1992-8=1984

1984-13=1971

1971-15=? 1956

Once she remembered it wrong, crossed it out, and wrote again...

She seems to be earning more and more money every day, but it is still worse than 1956...

1956-9=1947……

It seems that the numbers on the ledger are decreasing bit by bit... but the people who watched it felt extremely sad. That number seemed to be an insurmountable chasm, a happiness that could never be reached.

2000, in the eyes of many people, it may be just the cost of a few meals, maybe just the money for a bag or a piece of clothing, but here, in Nini, it is an astronomical figure. She has been working hard for it, but she couldn't reach the figure.

"Ahem! Ahem!" Mom's illness didn't get better, it seemed to be getting worse.

but......

When it was getting dark, she was crying helplessly in the open field, "Mom..." She was so wronged and desperate. She had worked so hard, but why couldn't she make money for her mother's illness?

She knows sensibly that she can't let her mother see or hear...

Even after she had finished crying, she ran to the faucet to wash her red and swollen eyes desperately, and then pretended to be happy. If her mother asked, she would lie to her and say that the wind and sand had lost her eyes...

As the camera goes on, the setting sun goes down and the night falls, Nini returns home feeling the dark, prepares her meal as usual, and settles down with her mother. Although she is tired, she lies beside her happily.

As long as you are with your mother, you are very happy. The catch is probably hearing your mother's cough again, right?

For a long time, listening to the coughing, she would sensibly help her mother beat her back, talk to her, and comfort her, but at this moment, she was nervous and did not dare to breathe, secretly looking through the account book: 18o9-9=18oo!

18oo! It may be a very ordinary number, but here, it is an extremely dazzling number.

The audience don’t know how many days have passed, or how many sins, how many wrongs, how many times she has experienced, how many times she has experienced sadness, how many times she has been crying secretly... 18oo is a scary one. The number, an astronomical number for a child her age!

The third story is different from the previous two, and there is not even a few lines of dialogue, just so silently, but the person watching it is extremely sad, and even more sad is that even if this 2000 is hard by the little girl She didn't know if she made it, it was still far from enough.

People's hearts are always fleshy, and even those with a hard heart can't help but have red eyes at this moment.

It was another morning in the early morning light. Nini stood in front of the faucet, holding a mirror that hadn’t been taken out for a long time, washing her face seriously for the first time in so many days. Smooth the scattered bangs in front of his forehead with a small hand. Looking at the beautiful herself in the mirror, the girl's love of beauty must make her very happy, but this kind of happiness must also be a flash-she cannot have the pride of a child of the same age. I just don't know, at this moment, will she feel sorry for herself?

Washing up by herself, she wiped the face of her mother who was resting on the hospital bed, and straightened out her bangs...

Mother didn't open her eyes. The illness made her exhausted. She was too tired to open her eyes! Nini looked at her mother's young face that had been tortured by the illness, and looked at the new wrinkles. That face was so familiar that she couldn't be more familiar. Through it, the little girl let the Buddha see another herself. The little girl pursed her lips, got up and stopped, stared for a while, and gently pushed the door away...

Where is she going?

This is the question that few moviegoers at this moment are guessing and asking in their hearts.

At this moment, they are not the heads of the operation department of some theaters, but ordinary audiences.

Suddenly, many people recalled the old lady's exhortation, "The trafficker in the west of the village has just been released, don't go there to play if you are fine!"

The hearts of all the audience were suddenly jerked, she might be going...

In the movie hall, the needle drop was audible, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the big screen, and he (she) couldn't bear to look down.

But what does she find a trafficker for? This is another question that everyone Henghuan has in their hearts.

Even if there is a vague guess in my heart, I still can't believe it, or don't want to believe it.