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Photos and videos of cinemas from various locations quickly appeared online.

The top ten trending topics were all occupied by "Nanjing Photo Studio".

First-day reviews of Nanjing photo studios

Lin Yu-hsiu was forced to laugh.

The scene where Chen Daoming develops the film in the darkroom

After visiting the Nanjing photo studio, no one left their seat.

Please bring tissues when you visit a photo studio in Nanjing.

Filmed on National Memorial Day

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The Weibo comment section was flooded with long reviews from viewers.

"I thought I had read a lot of historical materials and was mentally prepared, but ten minutes into the movie, the guy next to me started crying, and then I just couldn't hold back anymore."

"When Jin Chengzong was looking at the photos in the darkroom, Chen Daoming didn't cry, but I felt like he was completely broken."

"Liu Qianqian has truly become a legend this time. I dare not watch that smile a second time."

"Zhu Yawen's portrayal of Achang transformed him from a cowardly nobody into the man who ultimately charged out with a knife. I cried until I couldn't breathe."

"I used to think that history was far away from us, but after reading this, I realized that peace doesn't come out of thin air."

"Please include this movie on the must-see list for middle school students."

Douban rating has been released.

9:20.

Taopiaopiao has a rating of 9.5.

The film critics were also unusually detached from any sarcastic remarks.

A film blogger known for his sharp tongue posted a long review.

The title has only six characters.

This time, I dare not nitpick.

The article is written very directly.

"The Nanjing Photo Studio did not move people by shouting slogans, but by sending the truth out to the world through ordinary people."

"The most ruthless thing about this movie is that it doesn't portray the characters as born heroes."

Kim Seung-jong was afraid.

"Achang is afraid."

"Lin Yu-hsiu was also afraid."

They were all afraid of dying.

"It may be scary, but someone has to sew the negatives into the clothes, someone has to block the alley entrance, and someone has to go out of the city gate."

"This is what really drives you crazy."

The comments section was full of likes.

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Salty Fish Entertainment Headquarters.

It's 11:30 p.m.

The entire building was brightly lit.

No one in the publicity department, data department, or overseas distribution department left work.

There was a queue next to the coffee machine.

The boxed lunches were cold on the table.

Nobody had time to eat.

Old Wang, carrying the latest box office report, practically ran into Yu Le's office.

in the office.

Yu Le sat behind his desk with a thermos in front of him.

Liu Qianqian was also there.

She was wearing a white sweater, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, her phone screen lit up, and the Weibo comment was below the poster she had reposted.

Old Wang pushed the door open and came in without even knocking properly.

"Mr. Yu!"

He slammed the report on the table, his forehead beaded with sweat from excitement.

"They're out!"

Yu Le looked up.

"explain."

Old Wang took a deep breath, his throat tightening.

"Domestic box office on opening day: 63 million!"

There was a half-second of silence in the office.

Yang Nuo, who was organizing documents next to her, suddenly looked up.

"How much...?"

Old Wang pushed the report in front of her.

"Sixty-three million!"

"This is a historical subject!"

"It's still a two-hour-long, heavy film!"

"It's not a family-friendly film, not a comedy, and not a special effects blockbuster!"

"Sixty-three million on the first day!"

Yang Nuo covered her mouth.

Over the past few months, she has witnessed firsthand how the publicity team has been battling online attacks and how the people in the editing room have stayed up until the early hours of the morning.

Everyone knew this film would be meaningful.

But no one expected it to achieve this level of commercial success.

Old Wang continued, "What's even more outrageous is the utilization rate of screening slots."

The national average occupancy rate is 87%.

"Prime venues in major cities are almost completely full."

"Many cinemas temporarily cut screenings of comedies and imported films and added them all to our screenings."

"A cinema manager called me and said that in his more than ten years of work, this was the first time he had ever seen an audience member come out after the movie and ask for an extra showing, not to see it again, but to bring their family to see it."

Yu Le didn't speak immediately.

He picked up his thermos and took a sip.

Gently close the lid.

"What about overseas?"

Old Wang immediately turned to the next page.

"The North American box office was $4.8 million on its opening day."

Yang Nuo stopped writing.

This number isn't alarming compared to Hollywood blockbusters.

For a Chinese-language historical film, this is already a rare start.

Old Wang spoke faster and faster.

"The feedback from AMC has been very positive."

"Cities with large Chinese populations, such as New York, Los Angeles, and San Francisco, have very high attendance rates."

"But to Old Mike's surprise, many families of World War II veterans also came."

"A veteran's grandson posted on Twitter that his grandfather sat in the theater for twenty minutes after watching the movie and only said one sentence at the end."

Old Wang paused.

He said that massacres during war should not be hidden by any country.

This means that the film has gone global.

It's not just circulating within Chinese communities.

It was seen by more people.

Old Wang turned to the third page.

"The overall results for Europe and the United States are still being tallied."

"In places like the UK, France, and Germany, the number of screenings on the first day wasn't large, but the attendance exceeded expectations."

"The theaters are already in talks to add more screenings."

"However, what's surprising is South Korea."

Yang Nuo frowned.

"The data from South Korea is out?"

"They're out."

Old Wang flipped to the last page of the report and tapped his knuckles on the paper.

"480,000 people watched the movie on the first day."

Box office: 4.2 billion won.

"It directly surpassed their new local films and topped the daily box office charts."

Everyone in the office was stunned.

Liu Qianqian also raised her head from the sofa.

"So tall?"

Old Wang nodded, his voice filled with barely concealed shock.

"Very high."

"The theaters there originally only allocated a medium number of screenings, but pre-sales exploded."

"Starting this afternoon, all three major cinema chains will add additional screenings."

"After 9 p.m., many cinemas in Seoul temporarily opened midnight screenings."

"What's even more outrageous is that many memorial organizations for comfort women victims over there booked out entire theaters for university students to watch."

"There's a lot of discussion about it on social media."

Old Wang took out his phone and opened the translation software.

"Let me read you a few."

He cleared his throat.

"After watching this Chinese film today, I sat in the theater and cried for a long time. We also have grandmothers waiting for an apology. We are not bystanders."

Old Wang slid down.

"I used to have no expectations for Chinese films, but this movie left me breathless. The Japanese right wing doesn't just owe the Chinese an apology; they owe all the Asian people they've hurt a kneeling apology!"

Yu Le looked at the comment, and the corners of her mouth finally turned up slightly.

"Old Wang," he said, his voice calm.

"Notify the publicity department to prepare the second wave of promotional materials."