I would like to write this article to commemorate the 65th anniversary of the victory of the World Anti-Fascist War.
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"That's enough, you can stop."
The old and majestic voice, and the picture on the screen froze at the last moment of the huge flying battleship crashing into the ice. This gave Belyakov, who was fully immersed in the movie, some kind of illusion - he
I couldn't help but feel that it was the sound that just stopped the massive battleship of thousands of tons from falling, and stopped time at the moment before its destruction.
Then Belyakov realized that this was not entirely his illusion. The voice just now contained such great courage.
The next moment, the lights came on, and the whole theater became brightly lit in an instant.
Belyakov looked back. As the director of the film, of course he was unhappy that the film, which he had devoted a lot of effort to, was stopped midway through the most exciting part, but he knew that he could not show this feeling because he shouted
The person who stopped has the power of life and death over this film.
If that person doesn't nod, all Belyakov's hard work will be in vain. Not only that, but the charge of "smashing the story of the Air Marshal, the hero of the Confederacy" will always follow him, which means that he will
This country's artistic career has come to an end.
Belyakov swallowed his saliva and tried his best to suppress the racing heart in his chest. Because he was so nervous, he couldn't even find the marshal among the group of soldiers sitting behind them, the film's creators.
The figure - it is clear that the marshal's gold epaulette with the national emblem as the main content is so conspicuous and easy to recognize.
When his eyes finally focused on the marshal, Belyakov stood up from his seat. He took a deep breath and asked tremblingly: "What's wrong, comrade marshal? Is there anything you are dissatisfied with, comrade marshal?"
Marshal Grigory Chernyshevsky raised his right hand and gently touched his forehead. His typical navy blue eyes belonging to the inhabitants of the westerly tundra stared motionlessly at Belyakov.
In just a few seconds of silence, Belyakov's forehead was covered with a fine mist like a glass window in the cold winter, but correspondingly, the throat of this top student who graduated from the Central Academy of Drama became thirsty.
Unbearable.
"Comrade Director," the Marshal finally stopped pressuring Belyakov. He sighed softly, and at the same time turned his gaze to the screen, which was still frozen in the moment when the flying battleship hit the ice. "Comrade Director, I
I never knew I was such a brave person."
It took Belyakov a few seconds to understand that the Marshal was questioning the "self" in the movie.
There is no need to think about the way to deal with it - after all, Belyakov is also able to get a national first-class film artist in the Confederate States. He secretly took a deep breath, but before he could say "You are so humble"
"As soon as he said it, the marshal's words came again.
"Besides, the heroine is not good at all." The old marshal frowned and glanced at the actor's seat in front of the staff table. When his eyes passed over the actor playing the heroine, everyone present could clearly hear the marshal's disdain. "
"Humph", that contemptuous attitude made the face of this young girl who graduated from the acting academy immediately become very ugly.
"But, Comrade Marshal, we can't find any photos or video information of Comrade Eva Razgriz..."
"Of course you can't find it. Even I spent a lot of effort to save the photo with her. The Cheka (the name of the Confederate Secret Service) has always been like this. They took it too seriously." The marshal interrupted. Belyakov's defense, he once again stared at Belyakov with a powerful look, "But this has nothing to do with what Eva looks like. The reason why I think Eva in this film is "Baby" is terrible because of the exaggerated acting skills of the female lead, as well as the film's even worse screenwriting and storyboarding."….
The old man's voice was unusually calm, but Belyakov smelled the death of the film in this calm voice. He tried his best to stir up his brain, thinking about any way to make the old man in front of him change his mind. Because of this, He almost missed what the old man said next.
"However, I am also responsible for this matter. I know that when the preparation of this film was started, the aviation fleet of the Western Union (the abbreviation of the Alliance of Western Nations) was active around the extreme sea, so I was unable to attend your meeting. This is my responsibility. No. No, it’s not an exaggeration to say that it was my mistake that caused you to make a bad movie.”
At this point, the old marshal coughed, and the silver-haired girl sitting next to him immediately took the thermos cup from the marshal's adjutant, and while stroking the marshal's back with skillful movements, she fed the warm water in the cup into the old man's mouth.
"Stop talking, Grisha (Gregory's nickname), remember, you are old, and speaking at length like in the past is too heavy a burden on your lungs."
The marshal shook his head, pushed away the thermos cup in the silver-haired girl's hand, took out a handkerchief from the pocket of his military uniform, wiped his mouth, coughed twice, and once again turned his attention to Belyakov and his side. film creators.
"...Well, as I said just now, it is my responsibility to make this film like this, so next I will tell you personally about that incident, about Battle Bird and Valkyrie 1 Everything about the return from across the ocean, and of course, everything about my first real partner, Eva Razgryz.”
Listening to the marshal's words, Belyakov subconsciously looked up at the clock hanging in the middle of the wall behind the auditorium. At this moment, he noticed that the silver-haired girl next to the marshal shook her head and sighed helplessly. The thermos cup was returned to the adjutant behind him, and the silver hair draped over his shoulders was brushed behind his back, so that the girl's slender neck and the tattoo on her neck were exposed to Belyakov's field of vision. The tattoo Belyakov Of course he recognized it. During the filming of the film, he came into contact with countless girls who had this tattoo. In fact, anyone related to the Air Force will be familiar with this tattoo: it is the symbol of the Silufu clan of the Wind. .
Perhaps sensing Belyakov's distraction, the old marshal suddenly coughed heavily. Upon hearing the sound, Belyakov quickly turned his attention to the old man again.
The old pilot stared at Belyakov for a long time with his sharp navy blue eyes like an eagle's eye, as if giving a silent warning - pilots are indeed the group of people who have the deepest ties to goblins, Belyakov The husband had no doubt that if the old man noticed that he, Belyakov, had any evil thoughts about the silver-haired girl, the most severe punishment would definitely be waiting for him.
After the old man finally took his eyes away from himself, Belyakov felt relieved.
"The story I am going to tell next," the old man began to tell again, "is actually not as hot as you think, so, uh, so heroic and passionate. Instead of filming it like the one you just showed me I think it is more suitable to be made into a literary and artistic film under the background of war, or a romance film. I don’t know if you have seen Western Union’s war romance films, such as "A Walk in the Clouds" and "Science and Technology". "Captain Lin's Mandolin" or something like that. That's probably what it feels like.
"That was at the end of the first year after the start of the Great Patriotic War. At that time, the Axis forces were on the west bank of the Donets River, and the Extreme Sea Road was cut off by the Axis Sky Fleet. In short, the situation was very bad. It can make God despair. And at that time, I had nothing to do with words like 'hero' or 'ace'. My nickname at that time was 'Fairy Killer'..."
As the old man narrated, time in the theater seemed to gradually start to flow backwards, and the rumble of cannons from the Patriotic War seemed to echo in everyone's ears again.