Chapter 209 209 Old Man Sang Goes Crazy
"It's just nonsense, do you know what old man Mo was like at that time?"
"In the era of lack of food and clothing, old man Mo led people to walk more than a thousand kilometers, trekking through mountains and rivers, suffering hard, starving, and becoming so thin that he was out of shape."
"There was another drought, there was no water everywhere, the sky was dry, and the bark was uneaten. My body stinks, my hair was tangled, my face was full of stubble, my eyeballs were sunken, and I looked like a ghost. .”
"The clothes on their bodies were ripped and torn. Many people were barefoot and barefoot. The only thing that was dark was their skinny ribs."
"Hungry, thirsty, tired and hot, and you have to carry things on your body, and you have to carry responsibilities and missions on your shoulders. Do you know what it feels like?"
"What are you guys? All of you have ruddy complexions, half-new clothes, and patches. I'm laughing to death."
"If you just smear some messy things, you will be regarded as someone who has suffered. Who are you fooling?"
"Also paying tribute, paying a fart tribute is just grandstanding, I don't know what it means."
That battle is easy to say now, but for Mr. Mo at that time, it was a narrow escape.
At that time, Mr. Mo was hit on the top of the heart, and he almost didn't recover. Mr. Sang still has lingering fears when he thinks about it now.
That scar also became Mr. Mo's medal.
is the glory he brought back from wandering on the verge of life and death.
The young man in front of him is said to be playing the role of Mr. Mo at that time. Seeing the appearance of the young man with fine skin and tender flesh, and a good life, Mr. Sang is so angry. Who is he to blame?
Mr. Mo was also born as a son, but in those years, Mr. Mo did not have the slightest shadow of a son. He was just an ordinary soldier who fought **** battles and had his family, country and world in his heart.
The old man's voice was already loud, but it became even louder when he was angry.
The angry shouts and curses have spread to the periphery.
Everyone stretched their necks to look here, wondering what happened, who would be so bold to make noise on the shooting scene.
The filming here also stopped, and they all looked at the old man who pointed at Ao Shuhong's nose and scolded him, either in surprise, or accident, or anger, or gloating.
Ao Shuhong was dumbfounded by the yelling, he was considered a treasure at home, loved by his parents and relatives.
After she came out, she was praised everywhere because of her excellent grades.
No one has ever pointed his nose and cursed.
The point is that he feels that he has been wronged in this matter.
All he can do is to show off his acting skills. As for the script, he can't make the decision about how to convince the Tao.
Leng Xiangfei was also a little confused, and secretly complained for Ao Shuhong.
The old man is too rude, not to mention that they are just strangers, even if they are acquaintances, they are not so shameless in public.
What's more, Ao Shuhong is still a public figure, which makes him have no face in going out.
Opened his mouth several times to say something, but the old man's aura was too strong, and he was forced to force his mouth every time, annoyed and angry.
The filming scene was vandalized, and the director was very angry.
Because of Ao Shuhong's face, he didn't curse.
Seeing that they were not going to end, I had to get up and go.
"This old comrade..."
"Fucking old comrade, how old is I? I'm blinding you." When he got angry, the old man's gangster nature was exposed in a flash, and he didn't care who you were, if he didn't like it, he would yell.
After recognizing his relatives, because of Yuzhi, the old man's temper has been restrained a lot, and his gangster spirit is generally not seen.
But today I was too angry, and when I got angry, I couldn't care about anything.
Director Ding Xian, who lived in his fifties and became famous for more than ten years, has never been so disrespectful to greet his mother with his mouth.
Immediately, his face darkened: "Old..." As soon as the old word came out, he was shocked, walked forward a few steps quickly, and stared at Mr. Sang: "You are Mr. Sang..."
The old man stared fiercely, and before he could speak, Ding Xian became excited, grabbed old man Sang's hand, and burst into tears: "You are really old, **** it, **** me, why didn't I recognize you just now. "
It's not Ding Xian's fault, how could he expect Mr. Sang to come here.
Besides, the old man has turned white, dressed properly and uprightly, and temper restrained.
People who are not familiar with it, I really can't recognize them for a while.
"Old Sang, you are my idol, the eternal hero in my heart, I have been looking forward to meeting you, God, I am sorry for sending you to me all of a sudden."
"I, I'm so happy, so happy."
A good old man, crying like a little daughter-in-law. If it wasn't for his face, he would have thrown himself into the old man's arms and cried loudly.
This reversal made everyone confused.
However, with the word Sang Lao, most people at the scene understood the identity of this person, and the excitement that erupted was no less than that of Ding Xian, and they could understand Ding Xian's mood.
Old man Wei is a bit sour, why can old man Sang have people who know him everywhere, but he doesn't?
Anyway, he is also a great doctor, angry.
The old man didn't even think about it. He used to be a guy, so it would be strange for anyone to know him.
As a good student, Mulberry rolled his eyes at the sour master, and he often complained.
The angry old man Sang lost his temper after being manipulated by Ding Xian.
Withdrew his hand in disgust: "Okay, okay, I'm not dead, why cry, it's bad luck."
Ding Xian was not annoyed when he was scolded, and wiped away his tears with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, I am ignorant, Mr. Sang, is there something wrong with you here? If it's okay, please do me a favor, and I'll treat you to a meal , I am so happy to meet you, I..."
As he spoke, he became excited again, and leaned closer to Mr. Sang.
Mr. Sang disliked it so much that he backed away again and again: "It's okay, let's forget about eating. Tell me, this thing is your business? Are you doing old man Mo's business?"
Ding Xian is naturally familiar with idols.
Master Sang and Mr. Mo are familiar with each other, so he naturally knows it too.
When Mr. Mo was mentioned, Ding Xian nodded quickly and replied: "Yes, yes, the turbulent years of your two elders not only brought us peace, but also brought warning and encouragement, and inspired future generations to not forget the past and strive for the future."
"Actually, there are many things that I want to show in the form of a film, so that the younger generation can more deeply remember the hardships and blood and tears of the predecessors, not forget the original intention, and create hope together."
"But many things are not allowed to be filmed. I can only start by asking for opinions and obtaining approval from many parties. This matter has been communicated with the leaders for a long time, and then I went to Molaona to obtain approval before I got the right to handle this matter. .”
"Mr. Mo said, I can watch and change this matter, as long as it motivates the younger generation, so..."
That's why there is a script story.
Ding was not sure whether Mr. Sang was dissatisfied with the adapted story, or they dramatized the facts, so he was careful when speaking.
Once Mr. Sang heard it, he understood what Mr. Mo was thinking.
The old man's motivation for the younger generation is second, the main thing is to show off, after all, this is the brightest moment of his life, so it should not be publicized.
Thanks to the book friend Xiaocute for the reward
