"Original memories are often rough, chaotic, and full of unnecessary details." Zhou Su's voice was steady and magnetic, as if he was teaching a philosophy class. "Ordinary people do not need to see bloody killings or feel the traumatic stress caused by war. What they need is a spirit - fearlessness, determination, and the spirit of dedication to a great ideal."
"I understand." Lin Zhi said, "My job is to extract this spirit."
Zhou Su smiled, this time the smile was deeper and reached his eyes: "That's why I have always admired you, Dr. Lin. You are not only a technical expert, but also understand the 'deep grammar' of history. We need a ninety-minute epic that should be shocking, touching, and able to inspire patriotic enthusiasm. As for those..." He paused, looking for the right wording, "Historical details that are not beautiful enough need your professional skills to deal with them."
"It's like surgery." Lin Zhi said calmly.
"An accurate metaphor." Zhou Su nodded approvingly, "Remove the necrotic tissue and let the wound heal in the most honorable way. This is respect for history and responsibility to the people."
The attendant handed over an encrypted document. Zhou Su placed the file chip on the operating table.
"These are the specific requirements of the celebration committee, and... Some indexes of memory fragments that are not recommended for in-depth analysis." Zhou Su said, "Three months, is it enough?"
