Chapter 611 If I could, I would like to tell you
After repeated failures, China's first carrier rocket was getting closer and closer to the dawn of success, but the news of Xiaohaige's father's death could no longer be concealed.

On a stormy night, all the men in the compound ran back to help with disaster relief, except the little boy's father.

In the midst of the violent storm, the little boy cried out the question that had been in his heart for a long time: "Is he dead?!"

My mother was still desperately trying to save the house from the flood, as if she heard nothing.

The kid continued to cry hysterically, "Is he dead? Answer me, is he dead?"

What answered him was his mother's busy back and his sister's helpless crying.

At this moment, the sobbing sounds in the screening room popped up like mushrooms after rain.

Liu Miaomiao also cried, covering her mouth with her hands and her eyes blurred with tears.

Watching the performance of the little boy on the big screen, she finally understood how cheap this so-called "explosive acting skills" was. Even a child can act it out... and even better than those stars.

The plot progresses steadily, and the truth behind his father's death is finally revealed.

In the experimental explosion four years ago, my father died on the spot in order to obtain the most direct and effective data, but he left behind a crucial set of data.

For four whole years, the mother raised her two children while bearing the pain of losing her husband, while also continuing to contribute to the refinement of the rocket's solid fuel... This plain-looking woman single-handedly shouldered a heavy burden that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

At this moment, Liu Miaomiao finally understood what true "her power" was, and why women of that era were so respected.

Thinking about it from the other side, she instantly understood what kind of filthy garbage the "her power" promoted by those evil spirits on the Internet is!

The 25-minute story quickly came to an end. The older brother grew up overnight and took on the other half of the family's weight. When his younger sister was cheering loudly for the gorgeous and romantic Kongming lanterns, he only dared to hide behind his sister and cry silently, silently placing his thoughts for his father on the Kongming lantern that floated away into the distance.

At the end of the story, the little brother followed in his father's footsteps and became an engineer in the aerospace field, while the timid sister also became a female astronaut of China.

When she put on her space suit and prepared to rush into the vast universe, through her memories, the poem her father wrote to them finally revealed its true face.

"My child, if it is possible,

I want to tell you all the mysteries of the world.
Tell you about the mountains and rivers, the rising and setting of the sun and the moon,

Glory and dreams, frustration and sadness.

Tell you,
Fuel is something that ignites yourself and illuminates others.

Rockets are about giving up something for the sake of dreams.

Life is something to burn.

Death is the thing that verifies life.

The universe is, let death be, a tiny thing.

Tiny dust is the beginning of the universe.
The smallness of the ordinary is the beginning of greatness.
And you, my child,
It makes ordinary people like us,
The beginning of wanting to create a new world."

The beginning and the end echo each other, perfectly summarizing the topic.

The last set of shots shows the backs of the couple pushing their bicycle home together in the sunset, ordinary yet romantic.

The short film ended and the big screen went black briefly.

Without the sound suppression from the speakers, the sobbing spreading in the hall became clearly audible.

Many women and children who were not prone to crying were already sobbing. Liu Miaomiao even cried directly into her father's arms and couldn't calm down for a long time.

After the fourth unit's story had already started for several minutes, she asked in a muffled voice, "Dad, was this how you all got through those years?"

"I'm just an ordinary worker, not that great." Father Liu chuckled, "But we Chinese have a spirit in our bones, a spirit of not admitting defeat. We don't believe in God or Jesus as the savior. We only believe that man can conquer nature. No matter how difficult or desperate the situation is, we have never thought of giving up."

“So you must continue to pass on this tradition and persevere. You cannot break the backbone of the nation.”

Liu Miaomiao hummed softly, "In fact, mainstream movies are also quite good."

Father Liu chuckled, his heart filled with relief.

Just with this one sentence, the money I spent today is worth it!

As for the view that “main-theme movies are also quite good”… it’s half and half, it depends on how they are filmed.

Take this film for example, the first two units are actually quite average, especially the first story is particularly old-fashioned... But the third unit "Poetry" is of really good quality!

A young director who has just debuted for two years can actually produce a film of this level... The young are really formidable!

The story of the fourth unit is called "Spring Flowers Blooming", and its main content is about changing the way of thinking about the economy after the reform and opening up.

Compared to the tear-jerking first three units, the fourth unit has a bit more of a down-to-earth feel, and can occasionally elicit some laughter.

Taken alone, the quality of this unit is actually not bad, but the unfortunate thing is that it appears after "Poetry".

Everything is afraid of comparison. Whether it is the core quality of the story or the rendering power of emotions, "Poetry" is undoubtedly the strongest one among the four units...

At 9:15 in the evening, the premiere officially ended.

The moment the lights came on, the entire hall burst into warm applause.

There may be some elements of courtesy in it, but most of them are applause and cheers from the heart. The overall quality of this film is indeed not low.

At the invitation of the emcee, the directors and leading actors of the four units took turns to go on stage to thank the audience.

There was no suspense at all. When Zhou Hao and Su Man walked onto the stage, the audience burst into the warmest applause that lasted for a long time.

Several white-haired aviation veterans took the lead in applauding with tears in their eyes, which made Zhou Hao a little flattered.

This time he did not try to steal the limelight, but left the opportunity to give a thank-you speech to Su Man. This elder sister was obviously worldly-wise, and she spoke a lot of repetitive words in an orderly manner, completing the task tonight smoothly.

After the premiere, the audience did not rush to leave. Instead, they swarmed and blocked all the exits, queuing up to take photos with the creators.

A big part of the reason why they spent a lot of money to grab the premiere tickets was for this benefit!

The fans who blocked Zhou Hao and Su Man were still the most numerous, ranging from white-haired seniors to children whose worldviews were just beginning to take shape...

"Teacher Zhou, thank you for your wonderful work." A girl with red eyes from crying came over with a movie poster. "This movie taught me a lot of things. It will be a precious treasure in my life. Thank you."

Zhou Hao was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that he was a spy? It was so exaggerated?
"Please sign my name for me." The girl handed over the poster. "Just write a sentence."

Zhou Hao took the pen and started writing, "What's your name?"

"Liu Miaomiao."

(End of this chapter)

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