Perfect Life

September 18, overcast.

From a distance, the endless sorghum is green and green.

That blue-green color was so thick that it was almost impossible to dissolve in sight.

The sun is miserable, although it is, it is better not to have it.

The wind blows the wild, the world is dark.

Pair after foot, shoeed and shoeless, stomped on sorghum.

This will be the second time in the entire film that someone deliberately stepped on sorghum - the last time it was filmed, it was only five or six days ago.

At that time, the pair of men and women were anxious, restless, and excited.

But this time, those feet were procrastination, hesitation, and... fear.

The Japanese military vehicles had already driven in, and the Japanese soldiers in khaki military uniforms were holding guns in their hands and surrounded all the people. The guns were not far behind.

In the camera, the nearby villagers who put on clothes and temporarily appeared in the group show finally showed their heads bowed under Li Qian's repeated requests, while Kang Mingming was wearing trousers and a pair of cloth shoes, but he was naked. Smeared into a swarthy upper body, he walked around beside the adults, turning his head curiously to look behind and beside him from time to time.

At this time, he didn't understand what happened at all. He just thought it was fun to have so many people stepping on sorghum together, so he was excited and active.

The place was noisy.

Of course, when appearing in the edited film, at this time, many trivial scenes from this morning's shooting will be inserted --

A Japanese soldier held a gun, aimed, aimed, raised his hand, made a shooting gesture, and simulated the gunshot, biu..., and then he aimed again, biu...

A Japanese soldier next to him, who should be the size of a junior officer, laughed, patted him on the shoulder affectionately, and said something in Japanese.

In the subtitles, his Japanese sentence will be translated into Chinese: You want to practice marksmanship, you can practice it later! Don't worry! There are so many people here!

Ha ha ha ha!

The two Li Qians didn't know where Feng Bicheng got them from. It took two or three days to memorize and master these sentences in Japanese. When they said it at this time, according to the director's request, the two laughed out loud. .

Then, a thick piece of wood was tied to a military truck, and a Japanese soldier jumped up from the back of the truck, hugging the wood sticking out of the truck with both hands, using his waist and abdomen to put his feet on it and turning his head, It is really playful and funny to make a pose of a monkey looking at the moon.

There was also a burst of laughter around.

Finally, a large open space was stepped on.

It's many times bigger than the place where Jiu'er and Yu Zhan'ao coexisted.

On the ground where the sorghum was trampled, Wei Yizong and his junior apprentices carefully peeled the skin of a cow, and the **** hide was put on the front of the military vehicle.

The people were driven by guns and stood together, not far from the military vehicle.

A few Japanese soldiers dragged two dying people over and hung them with ropes and steel wires.

It was the piece of wood that the Japanese soldier climbed up to play the pose just now.

The wind was hunting, the Japanese officer held his saber in his hand, raised his head slightly, and shouted something loudly. Then, the Japanese translator beside him uttered "Hay", walked over to the military vehicle, and came to Wei Yizong. A silver dollar, said: "The peeling is good, this is your reward from the Taijun!"

Wei Yizong was bare-chested and bony. He nodded and accepted the silver dollar, overjoyed, "I've won the prize, I've won the prize, and I'll eat it."

The interpreter said: "Taijun also praised you for your good peeling!"

Wei Yizong was overjoyed, "The commander has won the prize, the commander has given the prize! So-so!" He also tilted his body and looked over at the Japanese officer, nodding his head in greeting.

The interpreter said again: "Taijun said, peeling one is not enough, let you peel another!"

Wei Yizong was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, "It's done, it's done, it's done!"

I thought it was captured by the army, let alone money, it's good to save my life, who knows that there is still money to be made? Of course the more the better!

So while agreeing, he turned his head to look at a group of cattle and sheep that had been snatched by the Japanese army.

The Japanese translator sneered and said, "Where are you looking! There!"

He pointed his hand, Wei Yizong turned his head to look over, and was stunned.

There was a man hanging from the military vehicle.

The Japanese translator said, "See, go and skin him!"

Wei Yizong stunned back, smiled and bowed, "Sir...you, you really know how to joke!"

The Japanese translator sneered again, "Whoever jokes with you, go and skin him!"

Wei Yizong was stunned, and looked back at the man who was hanged before turning back.

The Japanese translator was already quite impatient, "What are you looking at, go, hurry up!"

Wei Yizong looked back for the third time, the expression on his face was extremely complicated, timid and puzzled, "Sir, that, that...that's a person!"

The Japanese translator frowned impatiently, "What nonsense, go and skin him!"

Wei Yizong smiled helplessly, waving his hands together in a gesture of begging for mercy, "No, sir, no, you, please forgive me, I... I..." After speaking, he began to bow his head. Come, "please forgive me, I really can't... spare me..."

Just as he was talking, the Japanese officer over there shouted a few words loudly.

The Japanese interpreter turned around and listened, "Hay", turned his head, raised his face, arrogantly, "Taijun said, if you don't peel it well, someone will open your chest!"

Wei Yizong's movements stopped abruptly, and his folded hand was still raised in the air.

The camera zooms in to give a close-up of his facial expression.

It was a face that made people worried, and it was an expression that made people bit their lips inexplicably.

The Japanese interpreter stopped paying attention to Wei Yizong, walked up to the people, and said, "Everyone, listen! You, sorghum also stepped on it. Now, let you open your eyes again, take a look, and skin people!"

"You can see the person hanging from above, this is the end of going against the imperial army! If anyone dares to go against the imperial army again, just think about this human skin!"

…………

"Crack! It's over, next shot!"

…………

Wei Yizong's eyes were dull.

With a thud, an iron bucket filled with half a bucket of water was thrown in front of him.

The loud noise startled him.

Looking down, the camera swept down - it was a tool he was used to for 20 years of killing cows and skinning hides.

Just a bucket.

But at this time, he looked terrified.

…………

"Crack! It's over!"

Li Qian, still wearing the pair of jackets in the play, stood up excitedly, holding a horn in his hand, and said loudly: "Everyone has it, let's catch a scene next! It's all there, whoever, hang up Teacher Chunhua again. stand up!"

At this time, he excitedly unbuttoned and looked around, feeling that he had nothing to tell, so he considered going back to the ranks of the actors, and then there was his shot.

But at this time, I heard Lu Lingxi suddenly sigh, and said with emotion: "Mr. Wei's acting skills are really... divine!"

Li Qian chuckled, "He's been preparing for more than 20 days! It's a normal play for the old show bones!"

Lu Lingxi smiled helplessly and shook his head.

…………

Whoa!

A bucket of cold water splashed on the bald man who was hung up.

The man was instantly awakened by the cold water, raised his head, and his face was covered in blood.

Later, a scene will be added and cut in, that is, the onlookers shouted in surprise: "Bald three shots! That's three shots!"

However, at this time, no.

It's a coherent shot.

Several guns with bayonets pointed at Wei Yizong, "Go! Go!"

Wei Yizong looked like he was about to cry, but in desperation, he bent down to fetch water.

He took the towel from the water, brought water, and wiped the blood stains for the third gun. The third gun had been tortured to death. When he saw that it was his old friend, he said with difficulty: "Give me a... Well, under Huangquan, I will not forget...I will not forget you..."

With a cigarette in his mouth, the Japanese translator said impatiently, "What are you talking about! Hurry up!"

Wei Yizong seemed to have returned to his normal state. As he continued to tease the water, his face was full of folds, and he smiled apologetically. He nodded and said to the translator, "Sir, this cold water is so exciting that he can make it easy..."

While speaking, he was still scrubbing the body of the Bald Sanpao, and at the same time whispered: "Master, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass this level this time, and I can't help Hu Er!"

At this time, the Japanese officer yelled loudly, and the interpreter urged again, "Hurry up! Don't linger!"

Wei Yizong turned around, nodded at the interpreter and smiled, then walked over and took the bulldozer from his stunned young man.

The Japanese translator shouted, "Hurry up!"

The camera closely follows Wei Yizong's footsteps.

Three steps in front of Jie Niu Dao, Bald San Pao raised his head laboriously, a pair of eyes staring fiercely, and those eyes were full of anger—

"dog!"

he shouted loudly.

Near the camera, Wei Yizong's shoulders trembled slightly.

Depth of field~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Across the two men is the perfectly peeled and wonderful cowhide on the front of the military vehicle!

The bald three-shot bull glared angrily and gritted his teeth.

Although he is about to die, he still retains the majesty of a generation of reckless villains.

"Japanese dog! Turns its face and doesn't recognize people!"

He yelled angrily.

Almost exhausted the last ounce of energy from his body.

Wei Yizong lowered his head, clenched the bull's knife tightly in his hand, and walked over.

"dog!"

The bald three artillery roared.

Wei Yizong took two more steps.

"dog!"

The bald three artillery roared.

…………

Li Qian waved his hand, and the No. 2 machine hurried over and aimed at Wei Yizong's face in the armpit of Bald Sanpao.

…………

"dog!"

With the last shout, Bald Sanpao used all his strength and shouted so much that his whole body trembled.

In the camera, Wei Yizong slowly raised his head and showed a strange and inexplicable smile at Wei Yizong.

That feeling is very much like the smile and the smile between two old friends when they reunite for many years.

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After filming this scene, the No. 3 plane flew away.

No. 1 aircraft continued to capture Wei Yizong and Bald Sanpao.

Two people, one left and one right of the camera.

Wei Yizong stretched out his hand and held down Bald Sanpao's head to prevent him from shaking.

"Head of the house, let's go!" he whispered.

Poke with a knife.

Right center fossa.

The bald three artillery screamed "ah".

Wei Yizong took out his knife, turned around suddenly, and roared at the Japanese!

"I'll take care of your ancestors!"

Da da da!

The machine gun went off.

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I'm exhausted after writing this chapter!

Many minor adjustments, additions or deletions to the original version, are just my personal understanding and interpretation. I wrote and understood them from the perspective of "if you let me remake". For the areas where the level is not enough, please forgive me!