A magnificent and splendid residence.

Yu Le sat on the sofa and flipped through the daily briefings sent by the production team.

A small figure was perched on the small coffee table next to it.

Dongdong held a short pencil in her hand, her little face scrunched up like a chubby bun.

In front of me is a preschool arithmetic workbook.

"What is five plus seven?" Yu Le asked without looking up.

Dongdong immediately stretched out her two chubby little hands.

I used all ten fingers.

Realizing he didn't have enough, he quickly came up with a clever idea and brought over his feet, which were wearing cartoon socks.

After muttering to himself for a while, the little guy suddenly looked up and excitedly shouted, "Twelve! It's twelve!"

Yu Le put down the briefing in his hand.

She turned and glanced at her son.

This kid has indeed made a lot of progress recently.

In the past, when I asked him questions like this, he would just run around the house.

Now at least I can patiently sit down and count on my fingers.

"Not bad." Yu Le picked up the red pen on the table and drew a big checkmark on the workbook.

Dongdong immediately cheered.

He threw down his pencil and climbed onto the sofa.

"Dad, did I calculate correctly? Does that mean we can watch cartoons now?"

Yu Le caught him and pinched his chubby cheeks.

"Go ahead, you can only watch for half an hour."

Dongdong skillfully grabbed the remote control and turned on the TV.

..........

August has arrived.

The weather in Beijing was so hot and humid that it was hard to breathe.

The atmosphere online is even more heated than the weather.

A news item unexpectedly ignited a frenzy across the entire Chinese internet.

A mayor of Japan gives a speech in public.

They openly declared that the Nanjing Massacre never happened.

They claimed that all of this was a lie fabricated by the Chinese for political purposes.

The video was reposted to Weibo, a Chinese social media platform.

This topic instantly dominated the trending topics list.

The anger in the comments section was almost overflowing the screen.

"What utter bullshit! The blood debt of 300,000 compatriots, and they just blurt out 'it never happened'?!"

"How thick-skinned are these politicians! Is the verdict of the International Military Tribunal for the Far East just a piece of waste paper?"

"This is outrageous! I really want to rush over and tear that old bastard's mouth apart!"

"What's the point of protesting? They're completely unaffected and will just continue visiting the Yasukuni Shrine!"

The last comment was filled with a deep sense of powerlessness.

Countless enraged netizens spontaneously organized themselves, bypassing internet censorship to flood foreign social media platforms such as Twitter and Facebook, leaving frantic comments in Chinese, English, and Japanese on the mayor's account, posting historical photos and documents, and attempting to let the world see the truth.

However, Japanese netizens also flocked to the site.

"A bunch of brainwashed bastards who still believe the lies fabricated by your government."

"The so-called 'massacre' is nothing but a drama you fabricated to gain sympathy."

"Get out of our network, you are not welcome here."

An extremely fierce cross-border war of words has completely erupted on the internet.

Salty Fish Entertainment Headquarters.

Yu Le sat behind his desk.

The computer screen is displaying screenshots of online insults.

The office door was pushed open.

Yang Nuo walked in quickly, wearing high heels.

He was holding a thick public relations plan in his hand.

"President Yu, the online public opinion is out of control." Yang Nuo placed the documents on the table.

Old Wang followed closely behind, his head covered in sweat.

"Mr. Yu, should we issue a statement using the company's official account?" Old Wang pulled out a chair and sat down.

"The entire internet is now boycotting Japan."

"Our film, 'Nanjing Photo Studio,' has garnered immense attention."

"Many netizens have left messages on our official Weibo account, asking when the movie will be released."

Yu Le picked up her thermos and took a sip of goji berry water.

He stared at the arrogant Japanese characters on the screen.

His expression was very calm.

"What's the point of issuing a statement?" Yu Le put his water glass on the table.

"Joining netizens in hurling insults?"

"Can winning a verbal battle change their ambition to rewrite history?"

Old Wang was stunned for a moment.

"So we're just going to stand by and watch?"

Yu Le stood up and walked to the French windows.

"Verbal sparring is the most useless form of retaliation."

"The more they deny it, the more we will expose the evidence to the world."

He turned to look at Old Wang.

"How's the filming progress in Huairou?"

"Filming is almost finished," Old Wang quickly replied.

"At most, there are still two weeks left."

Yu Le nodded.

"Notify the post-production team to join the crew ahead of schedule."

"Filming and editing simultaneously."

"I don't demand speed, but I demand that every shot must stand up to scrutiny."

Yang Nuo took notes from the side.

"Mr. Yu, should we try to guide public opinion online?"

"No need for guidance." Yu Le sat back down in his chair.

"Let netizens vent."

"This anger has been bottled up inside me for too long; I need an outlet."

"What we need to do now is to make this film the best it can be."

Old Wang and Yang Nuo exchanged a glance.

Both of them understood what Yu Le meant.

......

As time went by, the online flame wars escalated.

The media in Japan have even started to turn the tables, portraying Chinese netizens as "irrational and aggressive" in the international arena to gain sympathy.

Domestic netizens are furious, but there's nothing they can do.

Due to complex considerations of international relations, the official stance remains one of restraint and condemnation.

Everyone who is paying attention to this matter feels incredibly frustrated.

September has quietly arrived.

Filming for "Nanjing Photo Studio" is also coming to an end.

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