I Made a Movie That Shocked Hollywood

Huayi laughed at him for not being famous for his films, and Hollywood gave him a standing ovation. But what he filmed was not a movie. It was about a teacher who ran four times to the teaching building and rescued more than a dozen children, but he did not come out; it was about a mother who used her body to protect five children and never woke up; it was about a sixty-eight-year-old man who tore his hands to pieces on the ruins, his nails fell off, and the new nails that grew out were pitted. She didn't cry, I cried. When he graduated from Nortel, Wang Zhonglei said that talent is not valuable, but obedience is valuable. I'm disobedient. So he closed my venue, cut off props, and poached actors. It rained heavily the night before filming started, so it was impossible to shoot on location. I knocked on Zhao Xiulan's door and asked if I could borrow her yard. She asked: "Will it affect my breakfast?" I said no. She said: "That's OK." In that scene, she stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at the collapsed house in the distance, without saying a single line. She just cried. Tears flowed down the wrinkled cheeks and hit the apron drop by drop. The whole place was quiet for two minutes. No one spoke, no one applauded. A girl on set covered her mouth and cried. The lighting engineer handed him a tissue, but she didn't take it. This film won the Golden Globe Award. At the award ceremony, I said: Some names should be remembered; some spines should be seen. The audience stood up and applauded. Hollywood asked me my secret, and I said: I just photographed the backbones of a group of ordinary Chinese people. Don't fall, don't collapse, don't stop. ——Recommended by the author Recommended to every Chinese, prepare tissues. This story is purely fictitious and any similarity is purely coincidental!