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The crew kept silent, carefully watching Lin Qingqian who was covered in cold air.

Only Song Qingyue dared to step forward at this time.She tugged on the sleeve of the woman who was stunned, and called out in a low voice, "Lin Qingqian?"

The woman slowly came back to her senses, smiled at the crowd behind her, and then said to the old village chief, "Let's find a place to sit down and talk."

Li Zimu waved his hand behind him: "It's over, what's the excitement?" The staff members of the crew broke up with a whimper, and they formed a group to discuss what happened just now.

In the end, only Li Zimu and Song Qingyue accompanied Lin Qingqian into the village chief's house.

Although the village chief's Chinese is poor, it won't cause any misunderstandings, so he didn't ask for an interpreter.

As soon as Fang sat down, Lin Qingqian took out her wallet from her pocket and counted out all the large bills.

Although the official currency of Myanmar is not renminbi, in such villages close to the border, renminbi is still circulated in a small area, and it is definitely a hard currency.

She handed all these to the old village head: "What else do you know, can you tell me?"

The old village head shook his head hastily: "No need, Lin Sheng, good man."

Lin Qingqian did not take the money back, but put it on the table, "Do you know his name?"

"He said call him Lynde."

Lin Qing frowned and looked at Li Zimu: "It's not the same as what you said."

Li Zimu rubbed the stubble on his chin, "My source of information is not wrong, maybe it's a pseudonym? After all, this is a foreign country. It is also possible that the old man remembered it wrong. The difference between Lin Zhide and Lin De is only one word. "

Lin Qingqian nodded upon hearing the words, this is not important.

She moved her fingers slightly and took Song Qingyue's hand.The child clasped her sweaty and cold palm with his backhand.Lin Qingqian asked in a low voice: "Do you know he is still alive?"

The old village chief shook his head regretfully, "It's gone."

Song Qingyue hastily stroked Lin Qingqian's slightly trembling back, lightly and heavily soothing the woman's violent and turbulent emotions.

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Lin Qingqian was a little confused: I have traveled through time, and I am not related to this man, so why do I still feel so sad when I hear the news of his death—and it is basically confirmed?

She seemed to be split into two parts, one part should be dominated by emotion, feeling ashamed and devastated, and the other part seemed to be the rational part, separated from this body, watching the violent emotional turmoil indifferently, facing the other side A part of myself mourns without the slightest emotion or emotion.

The rational part of me seems to be a little closer to the reaction I should have.She was still thinking very actively in her mind.

She even made a simple analysis: Judging from the fact that she was able to obtain the original owner's handwriting, dancing skills, and even acting skills, the "property" left by the original owner seemed to have greatly affected her—such as entering the play that she hadn't noticed before.And the grief now should be the original owner's normal emotional reaction to the news of the death of his flesh and blood relatives.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind, but Lin Qingqian didn't grasp the vague thing, and quickly forgot it to the back of her mind.

She waited for "herself" to relax a little before accepting control of her body—it was difficult to describe this miraculous feeling with other words.

Song Qingyue saw that Lin Qingqian quickly sorted out his emotions, raised his head and asked the old village chief, "Do you know anything else about this person?"

The old village head tried his best to think back: "Lin Sheng, I came to arrest people. But, I was arrested."

From the few words recalled by the old village chief, Lin Qingqian gradually sketched out a piecemeal story.

Lin De, or Lin Zhide.It should be to come to Myanmar to perform arrests or other special tasks.Then he was arrested and sacrificed.

That's it?

Lin Qingqian expressed doubts, if it was just such a story, why should it be kept secret for 30 years?

30 years is the longest period of the secrecy regulations, and it is generally only used for top-secret state secrets.If it was just Lin Zhide's death, it would definitely not reach the top secret level.

So he was performing a top-secret mission?

Lin Qingqian quickly ran through all the possibilities in her mind, but soon she realized that something was wrong.

Lin Zhiyin said that the confidentiality regulations will expire in one year, but he is only 1 years old?If Lin Zhide died 24 years ago, where did he come from?Where did the remaining 30 years go?

Isn't it about Lin Zhide that was kept secret?Then why did I use all the resources and means to find this person like Lin Zhiyin said?

"Village chief, how many years ago did this happen?" To be on the safe side, she still asked the village chief.

The old village head didn't hesitate: "23 years!" He explained, "My daughter-in-law has a difficult delivery; Lin Sheng, pushing the cart, sent my daughter-in-law out of the mountain. My grandson is 23 this year."

Lin Qingqian nodded.There is such a thing that should be difficult to make mistakes in memory. I should be only one year old 23 years ago, and I have not been taken back to the Lin family, so everything is right.

There is no need for the old village chief to lie, so what he said should be judged as the truth.

However, if Lin Zhide died 23 years ago, why can't he be found because of the secrecy regulations of 29 years ago?

There is still a lot of information missing.

She took out her phone, found Lin Zhiyin's ID photo on the search engine and handed it over: "Do you know this person?"

The old village head looked at it, frowned and muttered: "It looks familiar, but I don't have any impression."

It seems that Lin Zhiyin has never been here, after all, such a beautiful woman should be impressed.

Where did she get that gun?

She was thinking, while signaling the old village head to accept the money on the table.

The old village chief got a little angry, and gestured: "Lin Sheng, you saved your grandson's life, don't."

Song Qingyue tugged at Lin Qingqian's sleeve: "Changing the way, the old man may feel insulted."

Lin Qingqian thought for a while, called Zhugong to give some instructions in a low voice, then broke away from the child's hand, and walked out the door alone.

Song Qingyue just wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Li Zimu: "Let her be quiet, after all, it is such a big matter."

Hey, I don't know if I can still film normally tomorrow, one more day of delay is just one more day's money.

Fortunately, Lin Qingqian was not short of money.He thought bitterly.

Song Qingyue heard the words, so he didn't approach, but moved a small wooden stool and sat far away from Lin Qingqian, resting his chin, watching her somewhat lonely back.

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Lin Qingqian didn't think too much about her biological father, her mind was full of Lin Zhiyin's mysterious face.

"Then how do I check?"

"Look at fate."

This conversation with Lin Zhiyin came to mind, and she became more vigilant and confused.

How did Lin Zhiyin determine that the filming crew would come to this village?

Her arrangement has been able to affect the filming crew without the slightest notice?

No no no.The hairs on her back stood on end, and she quickly dismissed the idea.

There must be something I didn't expect.

A flash of inspiration flashed through her mind like lightning, and she quickly walked towards Li Zimu: "Why did you choose this village to shoot in the first place?"

Li Zimu scratched his head: "Because this village is quite special. You know that a group of people from the expeditionary army who did not return to the country in time were blocked and could not return to the country. The locals marry wives and have children and live in seclusion. This village is a product of the latter, and it has always been friendly to us. The people in the village are not only the village head, but basically everyone can speak a few words of Chinese, and the barriers to communication are relatively small. It is the best choice to choose here to shoot." He looked at Lin Qingqian's thoughtful expression, "What's wrong? What are you thinking?"

Lin Qing smiled and shook her head, "It's nothing."

Li Zimu breathed a sigh of relief, but looked at her worriedly: "How is your condition? Do you want to take a day off?"

The child who followed pricked up his ears.

Another day?

"No need," Lin Qing said with a slight smile, "I'm in good shape, let's shoot according to the procedure."

Lin Qingqian led the child away thoughtfully, Song Qingyue poked her: "What are you thinking?"

Lin Qingqian looked at her, and suddenly plucked her hair hard: "I found that fate is a mystery, but there is a certain logic in insisting on it."

It is similar to the reason why the crew chose this village for filming.At the beginning, Lin Zhide had to choose a place where he could protect himself, had a friendly attitude towards the country, and where the people in the village could speak a little Chinese.It should be the best choice to stay in this village for a long time.

What is it called?Probably some kind of accidental inevitability.

She was thinking as she walked: the complete story may only be heard from Lin Zhiyin's mouth.

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"I can understand that Lin Qingqian couldn't sleep, why did you come out with me?"

The moon was already in the middle of the sky, Li Zimu was fanning a big cattail fan, wearing a big vest and big pants, carrying a pony and sitting under a big tree in the yard, he glanced casually, and saw Lin Qingqian and Song Qingyue coming out one after another two people.

Yes, as the leading actors, they naturally slept in the same room when the room was obviously not enough.

It's just that no one dared to do anything - the sound insulation was basically non-existent.Even children who are extremely greedy only dare to take advantage of a little bit.

Lin Qingqian, who was set on fire, couldn't control herself, so she just came out to relax.

Hearing Li Zimu's question at this time, Song Qing said lazily, "Hot."

She was afraid of heat, especially in this sweltering and hot weather, the air was so sticky and textured, it seemed as if she could squeeze water out of her fingers if she stretched out her hand.

"What about you?" Lin Qingqian raised an eyebrow and asked Li Zimu, "Why are you still outside so late?"

Li Zimu showed the two mosquitoes on his arm that had been bitten into a bracelet, and sighed: "Look how beautiful the scenery here is. The moon is sparse, and the mosquitoes fly together; circle around people three times, and they suck more blood."

Lin Qingqian suppressed her laughter, and pulled Song Qingyue over: "Director Li attracts mosquitoes more than you, don't be afraid, the mosquitoes have all gone to his side."

Director Li threw the toilet water and strong cooling oil and herbal ointment in disgust, and then said thoughtfully, "Since you can't sleep, why don't you have a small meeting? Hey, Qingyue, what are you doing?"

The two watched Song Qingyue move swiftly like a monkey, whizzing up the big rock beside the tree, Lin Qingqian wanted to stop him.

The child patted the flat stone surface: "There should be people lying down here all the time, so it's not dirty." She lay down with her arms pillowed on her head, her legs raised up, her thin calves dangling in the air.

Seeing that there was no danger, Lin Qingqian sat beside Li Zimu and looked at Song Qingyue who was leisurely on the rock.

Li Zimu got angry and said, "Is there a meeting?"

Lin Qingqian seemed to be infected by the child, so she also pulled out a piece of grass and put it in her mouth, leaning against the tree with her hands behind her head, and said vaguely: "Don't hold the meeting, just let us listen to you."

"That's fine, anyway, I'm too lazy to listen to your suggestions." Li Zimu smiled narrowly, "In the end, the bgm that Chen Yingfeng sacrificed, I think there are two versions for domestic release and foreign release to choose different songs. The domestic version is almost the same, the difficulty Overseas."

Song Qingyue turned over and poked his head out, "What is the domestic order?"

""Farewell", the song by Li Shutong."

Lin Qingqian snorted softly: "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green all over the sky..." When she looked up, she saw the strange eyes of the two, "Why are you looking at me?"

Song Qingyue turned over silently, unable to bear to complain.

Li Zimu didn't have so many scruples anymore, and started to laugh directly: "Lin Qingqian, you are a bit out of tune, you can even run such a classic song."

Lin Qingqian's old face blushed, and she used the cover of the night to force her words: "Shouldn't you be allowed to sing?"

The child on the stone bit the back of his hand and suppressed a smile: Lin Qingqian's casual down-to-earth side was so funny, she was not at all like her usual image of a shrewd and domineering know-it-all.

Kind of cute.

"Why did you think of using this song?" Lin Qingqian decided to change the subject, "I thought you would use that kind of battle song bgm, the impassioned one. After all, the scene of Chen Yingfeng's sacrifice is very hot."

"That's fine, but it's inferior after all." Li Zimu shook his head, "You know "Schindler's List", there is a section in it, Schindler and the female secretary rode horses on the hillside to watch the Jews being massacred In that scene, the German army massacred the Jews with extremely cruel methods, but they used pure children's songs as accompaniment. The focus is on the alignment of sound and picture, using music to set off the content of the picture, and ours is the same. Chen Yingfeng's sacrifice is blood Yes, it's passionate, so if you use this kind of slow music, sad music, the effect will be better."

"Farewell," Song Qingyue muttered to himself, "I'm sending you off not only Chen Yingfeng, but also Xia Shishi, who once had a firm belief."

"That's right!" Li Zimu slapped his thigh, gave the child a thumbs up, and then looked at Lin Qingqian with distaste, "You've got too much copper stink, and your basic artistic cells are gone. Fortunately, I used to think you have aura."

"But it's okay to use this song overseas," the child showed his head again, "It's originally the tune of the American song "Dream of Home and Mother", and it's also an anti-war song. Can't we just use the original song?"

Li Zimu nodded, "It's not impossible, but I want to find something with multiple meanings like "Farewell". It's also good to use the original song directly, but I always feel that something is missing."

"How about that song?" Lin Qingqian suddenly remembered something, "The episode of "Les Miserables", "DOYOUHEARTHEPEOPLESING"."

"Ah, that." Li Zimu frowned and thought, "That song is good, but it's a revolutionary song. Isn't it good to use it on Chen Yingfeng, a person who doesn't have the slightest sense of revolution?"

"So isn't it more ironic and sad? Chen Yingfeng has no faith in her life, but what she did has become the belief of others to resist Japan." Lin Qing said with a smile.

"Okay." Li Zimu thought for a while and made a decision, "This is very good."

After the discussion, the three of them fell silent.

But the world is not silent, the insects chirp, the birds chirp, the bamboo shakes and the wind sounds.

There is no cloud in the sky, the stars are twinkling, and the moon is bright.

"Sing a song, Qingyue." Lin Qingqian broke the silence.

"What do you want to hear?" The child poked his head out, looking at Lin Qingqian with burning eyes.

"Just "Farewell". Let's hear how you sing." Lin Qingqian stretched her waist and leaned against the tree.

Li Zimu teased, "Anyway, it must be better than yours."

The clear and ethereal voice of the child resounded in the night sky: "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky. The evening wind blows the sound of willows and flutes, and the mountains outside the mountains at sunset..."

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"Life is rarely a happy gathering, only parting is more."

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Life is rare to be together, only parting.

Li Zimu sighed: Li Shutong's words are really well written, simple and meaningful.

He turned his head to share the emotion in his heart, but saw Lin Qingqian who was already asleep with his head tilted.

Li Zimu laughed, and then called the child down, "Lin Qingqian fell asleep, you can take her back."

Hearing this, the child turned over and got off the rock, squatted in front of Lin Qingqian, and hung Lin Qingqian's hand around his neck.He hooked Lin Qingqian's slender waist with one hand, passed through the bend of her leg with the other, and then hugged her directly horizontally.

Lin Qingqian was in a daze, and the arms around the child's neck became tighter, and she rubbed her head against the socket of the child's neck.

It's really light.Song Qingyue frowned: he must be fatter.

Li Zimu looked at the backs of the two going away, blinked his eyes, and muttered to himself: "I really stand against CP?"

"Damn, Luo Yong and Xiao Liang's old man were also on the wrong side. Am I poisonous?"

"No, it must be these two pairs that are poisonous."

Song Qingyue put Lin Qingqian on the bed lightly, and Lin Qingqian turned over in a circle, lying on an oblique sleeping position in an extremely indecent position, still hugging the pillow and refusing to let go.

The child helplessly straightened her up, while coping with Lin Qingqian's fidgeting hands and feet, while coaxing in a low voice: "Hey, don't move."

Then she also lay down on the bed, embraced Lin Qingqian, who was restlessly sleeping, and closed her eyes.

The author has something to say: Xiao Song put Lin Qingqian on the bed, but Xiao Lin always grabbed the bed sheet and refused to let go.

Xiao Song coaxed in a low voice: "Hey, don't move."

...this is a dividing line...

The "Schindler's List" and "Farewell" mentioned in the article should not be marked by me. The other song should have been marked, but I am afraid that something will go wrong, so I will not mark it.

The song itself is very good!No problem at all!Positive energy, revolutionary and life-changing songs, but it is unfortunate that last year's HK incident was used by GD elements as their "battle song". Due to various considerations, it is now unheard on major domestic music platforms.

But everyone can really go and listen to it, it's great.Guide the way to station b, search for "Les Miserables" and the next 2-minute video is this one.