tearjerker director

Chapter 537 The Crying Old Man on the Great Wall
Of course, Lou Jianjun and Fang Dongbai also knew about the news of the [-]th anniversary gift film.

What's more, they actually know more than Li Yi.

At the same time, I also hope that Li Yi can make a gift film with the theme of the occasion.

For this reason, they also helped Li Yi collect a lot of scripts.

There are many famous works among them.

But after Li Yi finished watching, he didn't like any of them.

It's not that these scripts are bad, but because Li Yi really didn't dare to shoot rashly.

After all, the more this time, the more he can't smash his own signboard, right?

Li Yi originally wanted to see if those notebooks could trigger the memory of one or two movies, but in the end, the unreliable cheats were really unreliable.

not a single one!

This made him a little depressed.

If you don't come when it's time to come, this thing is really not accurate.

In the next few days, Li Yi still had no clue.

It was after attending the reception held by Huaying Group that day.

Soon several film and television companies announced plans for gift films.

There are as many as six films that have been released so far, and half of them are films with the main theme of war.

At the same time, there are also several films on the theme of major historical events in the Republic of China.

It can be said that this year marks the [-]th anniversary, and everyone has anchored the gift film.

On Li Yi's side, there was no movement at all.

In fact, he has been revisiting some old war movies with the main theme recently. Unfortunately, Goldfinger still hasn't come.

It made Li Yi quite helpless!

"What? Don't have a clue about the gift card yet?" Mu Qing naturally knew why Li Yi was upset.

"Yeah, my mind is blank, I have no clue at all!" Li Yi shook his head helplessly.

"How about we go out for a walk? Maybe it can inspire you instead?" Mu Qing suggested.

Extremely quiet and thinking about moving, in fact, Li Yi also has this idea.

"But where are you going?" Li Yi asked.

"EMMM, why don't you go to climb the Great Wall?" Mu Qing asked after thinking for a while, suddenly her eyes lit up.

"Alright, go to the Great Wall, feel the years, and witness history!" Li Yi nodded with a smile.

The two went on a walk-and-go trip.

There are a lot of people on the Great Wall in early spring, or there are not many other scenic spots in China, but there are really many people.

Suddenly, Li Yi was attracted by a figure.

An old man with silver hair stood on the Great Wall with tears streaming down his face.

While stroking the honest wall full of the vicissitudes of time, she walked forward, tears kept falling, and under the setting sun, she outlined a very special picture.

Suddenly, the silver-haired old man stopped, and her eyes seemed to be attracted by something.

Li Yi followed her line of sight, but it was a teacher holding a banner and leading a group of elementary school students, singing the "Young Pioneer Team Anthem"!
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Li Yi's mind, and a very old movie scene appeared in his mind.

What's strange is that it mirrors the picture in front of him.

That's a very special movie!
Suddenly Li Yi saw a familiar figure appearing beside the silver-haired old man.

"Huh?" Li Yi couldn't help but let out a surprise.

Because that familiar figure was none other than Zhao Guangming, the chairman of Huaying Group that Li Yi had met a few days ago.

Li Yi took Mu Qing and walked over.

"Zhao Dong, what a coincidence?" Li Yi stepped forward and asked with a smile.

"Director Li? Director Mu? What a coincidence! Come to climb the Great Wall?" Zhao Guangming obviously didn't expect to meet Li Yi and Mu Qing here.

"Yeah, approach the Great Wall, feel the years, witness history, and look for inspiration by the way, right?" Li Yi looked at the silver-haired old man and asked suspiciously.

Because the eyes of the silver-haired old man seemed a little dull, just staring at the children in the distance.

"This is my mother!" Zhao Guangming glanced at the silver-haired old man and said.

"Ah? This is Auntie." Li Yi was a little surprised.

"She's old and doesn't remember much!" Zhao Guangming looked at his mother and sighed.

"Then why did you bring her here?" Li Yi was a little puzzled.

"She must come to climb the Great Wall every year at this time. This is an obsession in her heart. It has been like this every year for decades!" Zhao Guangming sighed.

Li Yi and Mu Qing looked at each other, but they didn't expect Zhao Guangming's mother to look like this.

However, it seems that he is an old man with a story.

At this moment, the old man suddenly broke free from Zhao Guangming's support, and frantically ran towards one direction.

The frightened Zhao Guangming and Li Yi quickly chased after them.

The old man stopped abruptly.

Kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down his face, he began to cry loudly.

But it attracted the attention of many people.

An old man with silver hair, kneeling here and crying loudly, would make people feel strange.

A child with a windmill in his hand ran up to the old man, stretched out his hand, and handed the windmill to Zhao Guangming's mother.

"Grandma, don't cry, don't cry, I will let you play with my windmill!" The child's innocent eyes were full of concern.

I don't know if it was the child's clear eyes and concern that touched Zhao Guangming's mother. She forgot to cry for a while, took the windmill, and watched the windmill turn with the wind, and she was infatuated for a while.

At this time, the parents of the children came over.

"Xiaobao, what are you doing? I told you not to run around!" the child's mother said angrily.

"Mom, mom, grandma cried so sadly. Xiaobao gave the windmill to grandma, and grandma stopped crying. Did Xiaobao do the right thing?" The little boy looked at his mother expectantly and asked.

"Yes, Xiaobao did the right thing! Our Xiaobao is the most obedient and sensible." Xiaobao's mother hugged her son and smiled affirmatively.

Then he glanced at Zhao Guangming's mother suspiciously, then looked at Zhao Guangming and asked, "Where is she?"

Zhao Guangming quickly said: "Sorry, thank you, kid! My mother is getting old, here."

Zhao Guangming thanked the children while explaining to Xiaobao's mother.

"You're welcome, Uncle!" Xiaobao said seriously.

"Xiaobao, let's go!" Xiaobao's parents shouted.

Xiaobao looked at the silver-haired grandmother who was still holding the windmill and staring at him obsessively, and stopped crying, so he waved to Zhao Guangming, Li Yi and the others: "Uncle, aunt, grandma, goodbye!"

"Mom, you're home!" Zhao Guangming said, supporting his old mother.

"Go home?" His mother looked at Zhao Guangming blankly and asked.

"Well, we're going home!" Zhao Guangming said.

Zhao Guangming supported the old mother, Li Yi and Mu Qing followed behind, and accompanied Zhao Guangming to send his mother back.

In the car, Zhao Guangming's mother looked out of the car window when she passed Tiananmen Square, but for some reason, she burst into tears again.

However, she didn't make any noise, but wept quietly.

(End of this chapter)