Chapter 734: May 2

"At around 5:45 a.m. on May 8, bombers from NATO troops dropped ammunition and hit the Chinese Embassy in Yugoslavia.
Reporters Shao Yunhuan, Xu Xinghu and Zhu Ying died on the spot, dozens of people were injured, and the embassy building was seriously damaged..."
This news was first transmitted back to China by Lu Yansong, a reporter based in Belgrade. He was on the scene at that time, and People's Daily Online was the first dissemination platform.
At this moment, the Internet fully reflects its timeliness and interaction.
Sohu revised the page and reposted this news. When it was updated for the second time, the photos of the three martyrs had been uploaded.
Traditional paper media has no way to deal with it. They can only rush to print the extra number or publish it tomorrow.
"Oh my God, I can't believe it is true!"
"I wish I was dreaming and nothing happened when I woke up."
"Too bully!"
Sohu also opened the news comment function, and countless netizens poured in to leave messages, and the server was embarrassed for a while.
This is a long day. As the government issued a statement, the news continued to ferment, and more and more people knew about it. The data is also more specific:
"Three died, two were missing, and more than 20 others were injured."
"..."
There was no movement on the whole floor. Everyone was sullen, working mechanically, and even eating lunch was bored.
Yu Jiajia came here long ago and has been in touch with former reporter friends.
"Does the student know?"
"Ready to parade?"
"How many people, which ones... good, thank you!"
Yu Jiajia put down the phone and said: "The students in the capital have already acted, marching in protest, and going to the U.S. Embassy in the evening to pay homage to the martyrs."
"You take a few people."
"it is good!"
Xu Fei also picked up the phone and said, "Hello? Lao Zhang, you send two people to follow Yu Jiajia. You need to update it online in real time."
"Little Li, how about you there?"
"Everyone is very excited and will go to the parade."
"Then go, we will support the students."
Pedal! Xiaoxu came up, "I, I..."
"Speak slowly."
"I can't tell, angry!"
She pursed her mouth, her expression angry and crying.
Everyone was similar to her, furious, the enemy ran to the door to bully others and sacrificed three reporters.
...
"Students calm down, calm down!
The school leaders have already applied to the parade above, and we will proceed tomorrow. Let’s prepare some slogans and slogans first. "
At a university in a certain place, the counselor is struggling to comfort the students.
...
"All the students in school, go to the playground immediately!"
"Go to the playground immediately!"
There are also courageous school leaders. In another university, the principal himself gathered his classmates and took the lead to march out.
...
That night, the US Embassy.
It has been surrounded by many people, some scolding, some throwing stones.
Some have not stepped forward, lighting candles on the side of the road, the candlelight is sad and angry.
...
The next day, emotions broke out completely.
Protests began in many places. Young people were walking while crying while holding new newspapers with blood-red characters, blood-red slogans and flags.
"The blood of the Chinese will not flow in vain!"
"Down with imperialism!"
"Martyrs are immortal!"
...
Silk Street, behind is the US Embassy.
All shops are closed, a CCTV reporter is interviewing, and a man wearing glasses stands in front of the camera:
"Everyone protests against this kind of behavior in the United States. We are not so easy to bully. I watched TV. Three reporters died. There are still missing...
I don’t know how to say it, but my compatriots are abroad...it’s very sad..."
He waved his hand and couldn't say anything.
……………………
A few days later.
Everyone is still protesting, and they can only protest. More people work, go to school, and live as usual, but they will be heartbroken just to mention it.
May 12, in the evening.
It was after get off work hours, but Xu Fei's car drove into the China Film Compound. He went to the office, and the two leaders waited for a long time.
"Old Wu, why are you looking for me in such a hurry?"
"check it out."
Wu Mengchen handed over a piece of paper, and Xu Fei scanned it roughly: In order to express his strong dissatisfaction with the US behavior, it was decided to ban the introduction of Hollywood films!
"..."
After watching it silently, he asked: "When will the screening be banned?"
"At least not this year."
Two major events happened in Chinese movies in 1999:
First, the mainland began to ban American movies in May, which caused the overall box office to drop by 50%. The movie market was wailing, and the ban had to be lifted in October.
Second, on November 15, China and the United States signed a bilateral agreement and reached WTO accession negotiations.
Not only are there terms related to the film industry, but the extremely tense relationship between the two countries has gradually recovered because of this.
But Lao Wu and Han Sanping didn't know. They were only worried about this paper. They said: "American films are banned, and the market will definitely decline sharply. At this time, domestic films need to be uploaded.
But we can't do it now! Since the beginning of the year, there has been no domestically produced film.
But it's also a good opportunity..."
Old Wu's voice changed, and said: "This document is only circulated in the system, and there is no plan to make it public. But since you mentioned the movie plan, I think it's better to make it public. Then we will..."
"No, no, it's not good to be public."
Xu Fei waved his hand and said: "There has been a leak on the Internet, saying that American films will be banned. After the news spreads, we will announce the five-year film plan.
However, after this incident, the energy of Guangzhongying and me is a bit insufficient to boost the energy. It is best to let the government cooperate with the propaganda. It is best to take this opportunity to speak up and prepare early..."
He thought a lot for a while, and the two of them were a little confused.
"Xiao Xu, what do you want to do?"
"No, no, I have to stroke it carefully."
He stood up and patted two comrades in arms: "Don't be discouraged anyway, we can't participate at the national level, but the movie will be busy in the next few years."
...
Xu Fei had a righteous mindfulness junior high school in his last life.
In my impression, people around me scolded when they mentioned it, filled with righteous indignation, but there was no demonstration. After all, it was a small county. It was reported on TV for a while, but then there was no news.
When I grew up, I knew that at that time, I could bear the burden of humiliation and it was inconvenient to mention it, so as not to avoid 404.
That night, Xu Fei went back to his home as usual, rolled out the paper roll and started writing a report. If he wanted to be at the Art Center back then, he was given the nickname "Internal Reference Xu".
Nowadays, the volume is not a level, and face to face is all OK, but he still chooses the most formal written report.
As I wrote, I suddenly made an international long distance call:
"Jerry, how about "American Pie 2"?"
"Everything went well, and it is still scheduled to be released in August. "Chain Saw" is also very smooth, oh, the James Win you recommended is simply awesome!
I can't believe he is still studying. Of course, this is the credit of your script and storyboard, he will at best learn from it..."
After Bala kept going, Xu Fei interrupted, "Are there any difficulties in "American Pie 2" after being filed for a month?"
"There are difficulties, but it doesn't matter.
Your mysterious Eastern power convinced me, ha ha ha... ha ha... ha... uh, obey the boss. "