"The Last Northeast Army" is two hours long and ends in the majestic "March of the Volunteers".

When the screen is out of focus and darkness, the huge square becomes a turbulent ocean!

People have been completely immersed in inexplicable sorrow, anger and touching, and have been unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

On the square, people's crying, cursing and shouting were heard one after another, mixed together like a tsunami. After the movie ended, the lights were not turned on immediately.

This was agreed with Zhang Shichuan and the others in advance. At that time, Zhang Shichuan had some questions and asked me why I didn’t turn on the lights immediately. I told him that when people indulge in a movie, they must have a period of time to recover their minds. If the lights are turned on suddenly, their spirits will be torn off hard, which will greatly damage their spirits.

Zhang Shichuan agrees with my statement very much.

But none of us thought of it.

There was darkness on the square. I originally thought it was almost done in five or six minutes, but people couldn't get enough of it, and there were crying around them.

After about ten minutes, the gas lights around the square lit up.

At this time, people raised their heads one after another.

It was not until this time that they realized that they were not in Shenyang, not in the battlefield, but in Nanjing.

Papa! Under the leadership of Chiang Kai-shek, the people in the guest area stood up and applauded in unison!

Wow! Immediately afterwards, there were overwhelming applause from more than 100,000 people!

"Mr. Corleon, a good movie!"

"Thank you, Mr. Corleon!"

I took Stenburg, Fat Shu, Ozu, Midoriguchi, Fei Mu, Cai Chusheng and others to the high platform in front and salute to the audience.

The applause lasts forever!

We bowed again and again and again, thanked each other again and again, but when we looked up, we found that the people below were covered with tears.

I walked up and held the microphone: "Ladies and gentlemen, let us bow to the heroes of the Northeast Army in the direction of Shenyang City!"

Swish! More than 100,000 people began to turn their bodies and bowed together in the direction of Shenyang!

Even Chiang Kai-shek held Soong Mei-ling's hand and bent down and bowed.

After three bows, I started my speech.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is a very cruel thing to shoot a movie like this! It's a crazy thing! I think you can feel this feeling before watching this movie! It's like experiencing repeated blows and the heart is severely cut again and again!"

"I want to thank my companions, Mr. Berg, Mr. Stenborough, and my Chinese colleagues, Cai Chusheng, and Fei Mu. I also want to thank the three Japanese directors with conscience, Kenji Mizuguchi, Yasujiro Ozu and Daisuke Ito. Many of the scenes you have seen are from their hands, and they are risking their lives to uphold justice! So, please give them the applause!"

People looked at the three Japanese directors on the stage and all applauded!

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

The applause and thanks from the people made Mitsuguchi, Ozu and Ito cry. At this moment, although they were Japanese, they had won great respect from the Chinese.

In the eyes of the people, they are not devils, they are friends, friends with conscience.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Chenyang City is falling. Tens of thousands of people die for their country! I have nothing to say about this. I think Chairman Jiang has something to say to everyone." I stepped aside and looked at Jiang Zhongzheng in the audience.

Wow! The book was messy at the scene!

The people who were still orderly just now fell into chaos as soon as they were booked.

"Yes! We want the government to give justice to the defenders of Chenyang City!"

"We want to fight against the war!"

"We want the government to fight ghost books!"

The roars were thunderous and the public was filled with grievances!

Jiang Zhongzheng was stunned. He could not have imagined that I would play this trick in front of more than 100,000 people!

For him, this is definitely a great challenge. If he goes up and faces this passionate crowd, what should he say! If he wants to speak non-resistance, even if it is the protection of the military police, police and the army today, it will probably be difficult for him to leave here without any harm!

But if he wants to follow the public opinion, it will be a very different change from the past!

How should he answer such a difficult problem? I am looking forward to it.

I had already thought about this scene. I just wanted to stand up in front of more than 100,000 people, to be precise, in front of the whole Chinese people, so that the supreme leader who has been hiding deep in the Presidential Palace since the September 18th Incident and has not come out has stood up to face the people!

He must speak this speech, without any choice.

Chiang Kai-shek looked at me, stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became helpless.

Then he stood up and slowly walked onto the stage.

"Mr. Corleon, you put me on the fire," he whispered as he walked past me.

"Mr. Chairman, this is a critical moment. You have to think about some things before you can say them." I reminded him.

He naturally understood what I said.

I know that if I do this, the supreme leader must be unhappy, but I don’t care. I don’t take his salary and don’t do anything under him.

Chiang Kai-shek walked to the podium and picked up the microphone. He was about to open his mouth to speak when he was interrupted by a loud shout from below.

"Send troops to the northeast and return my country!" A student-like man shouted with his fist.

"Send troops to the northeast! Return my rivers and mountains!" "Send troops to the northeast! Return my rivers and mountains!"

The student's loud shout was immediately recognized by more than 100,000 people, and the sounds of roaring like tsunamis shocked the city.

Chiang Kai-shek stood in front of the podium, looking at the people who could not see it, his face turned pale.

I think he has never encountered such a scene before. In the past, no matter where he went, officials at all levels would welcome him. Now, this is the first time for him to oppose more than 100,000 people.

Chiang Kai-shek stood on the podium, very calm. Amid the tsunami-like cry, he stood like a silent stone.

Gradually, the shouts calmed down.

After waiting for the audience to calm down completely, Chiang Kai-shek held the microphone.

"The Northeast soldiers who died in Chenyang City will be immortal!" Jiang Zhongzheng's first words completely stunned all the audience.

Not only the audience was stunned, but even me was stunned.

Is this person in front of me still the unresisting Chiang Kai-shek? Did he change it? Or is it a misunderstanding of his non-resistance in the history of later generations?

I was a little confused.

Chiang Kai-shek's words were very solemn and sincere.

"Immortal!"

"Immortal!"

People shouted.

Chiang Kai-shek took a deep breath and said, "Everyone! The Japanese attack on Chenyang is a complete invasion! The decline of our country's land is a complete shame! Today, what I want to say is that no Chinese will watch his country set in the sun! What's more, I am the chairman of the Republic of China!"

"I have not issued a specific order to not resist! I can guarantee this...Book::Book::Book::Book::Book::Book::Start::Project...The Northeast affairs are very complicated, not something that can be explained clearly in just a few words. Today, in front of you, in front of the hero's spiritual plane, I, Chiang Kai-shek, said, "This sentence. The heroic soldiers of the Northeast Army said, now, I also want to say, that is: None of the Chinese are cowards! We will not let the country fall in vain! China is immortal!"

Chiang Kai-shek held his body up and raised his arms high!

He stood there, his teeth clenched, and his expression was very firm!

"China is not dead!"

"China is not dead!" Zhentian.

After the movie ended, according to common sense, there was a celebration banquet. This time there was no exception.

Unlike Hollywood, this celebration banquet was not held at the premiere. Instead, it was chosen to be in a huge living room at the Presidential Palace.

In addition to envoys from various countries, those attending the banquet also have senior officials at all levels of the government.

Our group became the focus of attention. I, Stenburg, Ozu, Midoriguchi, Feimu, Cai Chusheng and others were surrounded by people. They wanted to listen to our tragic and heroic stories about the Northeast Army with their own ears!

This banquet is not the kind of banquet that sings and dances before, it is filled with sadness and indignation.

Halfway through, I found an empty place and walked out of the hall, came to a garden outside, sat on a chair and book, looking up at the starry sky.

The stars are shining brightly, and the sky is full of stars.

I remember that not long ago, in Shenyang City, I and the generals of the Northeast Army also saw such a sky. At that time, the starry sky was so clear. But now, they are no longer there, and I am the only one left!

That's right, my movie has achieved great success. In fact, I am very satisfied with this movie myself, but I don't know why, compared to before, I have no success in my heart. Some are just a kind of heaviness and a kind of sadness.

I was just sitting there, blankly, without any sound.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard footsteps coming from behind.

Turning his face, he found that it was Zhang Xueliang.

He walked towards me in that iconic Nishu coat, and sat next to me.

The two of us didn't speak, we just worked side by side.

"So beautiful!" Zhang Xueliang looked at the starry sky and sighed.

"Andre, do you know? When I was young, I liked to watch stars on the terrace of Damashu's Mansion. At that time, my father was still alive. He was a carefree person. He would scold his mother for a book at every turn, but he was very good to me. In my memory, my father rarely stayed with us, and he took people to fight and kill all day long. My mother was a Buddhist. She said that my father would not have a good end if he fought and killed like this.

"But those have nothing to do with me. Although countless people respectfully shouted at the Young Marshal when they saw me, I was just an ordinary child's book. Until one day, my father called me over and told me that if he died, I would bear the great cause of the three northeastern provinces. At that time, I was only in my teenage years, and at that moment, I realized that I was not an ordinary person, but Zhang Zuolin's son's book."
To be continued...