Confess That You Don't Accept It, I Change My Mind, Why Are You Crying?

"Thank you."

Halfway through watching the movie, Jiang Zhou's shoulders and collar were full of tears.

If not to say that women are made of water, it is really unrestrained to cry.

"I never knew there were such poor people in the world who couldn't even afford life-saving medicine."

Jiang Zhou looked sideways slightly: "Rich women like you are a minority, but the talents in movies are the majority."

Yin Shuya pinched his clothes with her slender fingers: "Can we do something?"

"Take the story out and let everyone know, maybe we can change something in the dark."

"Have you ever seen anyone like that in the movies?"

Jiang Zhou was silent for a while: "There is a merchant in the food street who cooperates with rice cookers. It is called Daqiang. His wife can't move or speak, and he can only live on glucose and liquid food every day."

Yin Shuya was slightly taken aback: "Didn't you go to the hospital?"

"Daqiang left his family and business and came to Beijing to see a doctor for his wife. Unfortunately, the hospital couldn't find out why."

"06 So life is so fragile."

"Money is not everything sometimes, but it can indeed buy your life, but most people have neither money nor their lives."

Yin Shuya looked at him with teary eyes: "Jiang Zhou, when you get rich, let's do charity together."

Jiang Zhou sat up straight and looked at her in surprise: "Wait, why wait for me to get rich?"

"I lent you all my private money, and you said you would pay me back if you made a fortune!"

"I borrowed it based on my ability, why should I pay it back!"

"You are really shameless!"

Jiang Zhou smiled slightly: "Come on, continue watching the movie, my shoulder on the other side is not wet yet."

Yin Shuya glanced at him: "I really don't know if you have a conscience or not."

At the same time, the audience who attended the premiere had the same reaction.

At the beginning, there was still the sound of laughing and laughing in the theater.

But soon, the whole venue became silent.

And with the continuous development of the plot.

Many people can't help feeling worried about the patients in the movie.

Some people even took out their mobile phones and started looking for information about CML.

Then, the story reached the plot of the death of the patient Lao Lu.

This can be regarded as the first conflict point and tear point of the whole play.

When Lao Lu couldn't hold on anymore.

He got up from the hospital bed and glanced at his wife and children.

Then resolutely ended his life in the bathroom.

As a result, there was a lot of sobbing in the venue.

Then there is the death of the yellow hair.

When the medicine god growled and questioned the police.

The tears of many girls began to fall down their cheeks uncontrollably.

After half an hour, the movie ends.

But no one in the entire venue got up.

They were all silent, their eyes red.

They looked at each other and remained silent for a long time.

click -

Just now.

All the lights in the venue were turned on.

A slender hostess came up to the stage.

She picked up the microphone, and her slightly trembling voice gradually surrounded the venue.

"First of all, everyone is welcome to attend the premiere of I'm Not the God of Medicine."

"I believe that everyone has watched the video just now, and I think many people cried after watching it."

"It shows that this movie is indeed a masterpiece."

"Like you, I haven't cried so happily for a long time."

"There is only one disease in the world, and that is the disease of poverty. I believe this sentence has been deeply imprinted in everyone's mind."

"Next we will invite the main creative team of this film to play."

"Dear viewers and media friends, you can speak freely about the questions you want to ask."

With a gentle music sounded.

Yin Shuya and Jiang Zhou stood up and took the stage together with the leading actors and director.

If it is some other movie.

The eyes of the media and the audience may be focused on the protagonist.

Compliment handsome men and beautiful women, and talk about shooting stories.

But the film's premiere was anything but.

Because the whole story of the film is too heartbreaking.

So everyone raised their heads and searched among the main creative team.

I want to know what kind of person can write such a script.

The hostess certainly thought the same way.

So she came to Jiang Zhou's side immediately.

"Mr. Jiang, I heard that you are the investor and screenwriter of this film, right?"

Jiang Zhou nodded: "Yes."

The hostess had stars in her eyes: "Then is it convenient to introduce your identity?"

"I'm a student at Shangjing University, and my name is Jiang Zhou."

Hearing this sentence, the people in the venue all showed surprised eyes.

The script of this movie was written by a college student.

impossible!

This movie contains the cruelty of the world, the dire situation and the obvious conflict between the rich and the poor.

How can a college student have so much understanding of life.

How could he write the words "there is only one disease in the world, and that is the disease of poverty"?

"It seems that your identity has aroused the curiosity of our audience."

"Then Mr. Jiang, can you talk about your creative experience?"

"Because this movie obviously doesn't fit your social experience."

Sure enough, there is this problem.

Jiang Zhou couldn't help but smiled helplessly.

How did he say?

Is it because I traveled through time?

So Jiang Zhou could only come up with the rhetoric he had prepared in advance.

"Actually, my grandfather is a chronic myelogenous leukemia patient, and his name is Cheng Yong."

After Jiang Zhou finished speaking, he silently apologized in his heart.

Lord, when I was young, I wrote down my whole family to ask for leave.

You are the only survivor.

Keeping you alive may be for this moment.

For the sake of publicity, I can only sacrifice you.

I hope you will not watch TV these days.

Especially the Six Princesses channel.

"So this is what your grandfather experienced?"

"Yes, that's my poor grandpa, my dearest relative!"

"But isn't your surname Jiang?"

Jiang Zhou was slightly taken aback, then looked at the hostess.

Grandma, isn't this woman's eyes full of admiration for herself?

Why do you keep dismantling yourself?

"Mr. Jiang?" 850

"Please don't pay attention to these details. Some grandpas were killed by devils when they were six years old."

The hostess was slightly taken aback: "Then... are all the stories in this movie real?"

"Film creation certainly includes references to life, but a large part is also artistic adaptation."

"Then what was your original intention for writing this movie?"

Jiang Zhou swallowed the word making money: "I want to tell everyone that life has dignity."