Diamond company shoots commercials, you shoot Titanic

In the picture, the puppy was put in the warehouse in the yard.

The professor turned off the lights in the warehouse, and the cold blue moonlight shone through the gaps in the wooden boards of the warehouse onto the puppy, making it look pitiful and abandoned.

The professor hesitated for a while, turned on the soft light, and left the warehouse.

The puppy squatted in the wooden box, following the gaps in the wall panels, staring at the professor's figure running back to the villa.

He raised his paws to scratch the gaps, but found that he couldn't get out, so he lay down and curled up in the box, with his wet nose pressed against the gaps, looking at the villa with lights on.

In a small screening room in the annex building of Oriental Media.

Sun Li sighed lightly, "This shot makes me think of the dog. It's so pitiful. Its life is so simple, and it only has its master in its eyes."

Fang Rong frowned slightly, "This dog looks really wronged, and its face is born to do bad things."

"Is this the one that Director Chen raised?"

"Yes, the last time I went to his house, I put a chicken leg on the coffee table. After a while, the chicken leg was gone, and the dog's mouth was full of oil. I said a few words to it, and it licked its mouth and ran to find Chen Xiao and Chen Mingfu. Chen Mingfu thought I was framing the dog."

"It's normal. Dogs follow their owners and are full of thoughts. Among the four pets in his family, only Xiaokui grew up with the "Harry Potter" crew, so he can be simpler. Keep watching."

In the picture.

The professor's daughter wanted to keep the puppy.

But his wife was determined, so the professor put the puppy in his backpack, posted a notice to find the dog's owner, and looked for a place to temporarily adopt the puppy.

After asking around, other people's attitudes were not bad, but they were not interested in raising dogs.

Only the bookstore owner showed strong love, but unfortunately, her fat golden cat attacked the puppy.

In desperation, he had to take the dog home again and named him Hachiko with a lucky number.

Just as he and his wife were arguing about "whether he wanted to keep the dog", there was a sudden bang.

The two followed the sound and found that Hachiko had actually dismantled the artwork that the hostess had worked hard for a month!

The hostess was completely angry and asked the professor to put Hachiko in the warehouse and not bring him back all night.

At night, the wind was strong.

Hachiko lay in the gap between the door panels, looking at the second floor of the villa, and could faintly hear the couple quarreling.

…

Zhanjian complained, “It’s so annoying. I really don’t like this woman.”

The companion whispered, “It’s not that she doesn’t like dogs. Didn’t you look carefully? His family had a dog before, but it died, so they agreed not to keep one anymore. And your work for a month was ruined, can you not get angry?”

Zhanjian pouted, “Anyway, compared with Chen Xiao’s previous works, the contradictions in this movie are too embarrassing, right? It’s just family matters.”

“Do you have the guts to say that online?”

“That… follow your salary.”

The companion snorted and laughed, “Come on, you already have half the money.”

“Huh? What do you mean.”

“I’m not lying to you, really, come on, keep watching.” The friend smiled.

Zhanjian thought for a while.

Half the money?

“Damn! You called me cheap!”

The audience in the front row turned around and glanced at him.

Zhanjian quickly apologized, “Sorry, sorry.”

In order not to affect others with the sound of typing, he bought the seat at the very end of the back row, but he accidentally spoke loudly.

The companion whispered, "This contradiction will appear in many families with cats and dogs. Keep watching."

Zhanjian curled his lips, "Anyway, I just don't like this woman, and I don't like this contradiction."

However, just as he finished speaking, the picture changed from night to day.

The professor was lying on the withered grass, teaching Hachiko to pick up the ball.

The wife received a call from someone who wanted to adopt a puppy. Just as she was about to take a pen to write down the contact information, she walked to the window and saw her husband lying on the ground, holding the ball and crawling forward, teaching the puppy how to pick up the ball.

The wife's eyes gradually softened.

The next moment, the daughter also appeared in sight and picked up the camera to take pictures of her father and the puppy who was about to leave.

The soft piano sound came from the speakers, and the wife slowly picked up the phone, "Sorry, the dog has been adopted. ...Um, I'm sorry."

"Ah, this." Zhanjian was slightly stunned.

This wife changed her principles for her husband?

Ah...I thought I was watching a bad family conflict, but it turned out to be the love between husband and wife?

Ah, this makes him look like a clown.

No matter he just hated his wife, or he himself was a single dog.

Zhanjian listened to the warm and gentle music coming from the speakers, and looked at the loving couple on the screen. He suddenly remembered that he stood under the street light downstairs of his house last night.

There were two shadows on the ground, one was his, and the other was also his.

"Hey, seeing how loving they were, I couldn't help but think of myself in middle school."

Zhanjian snorted in disdain, "A hero doesn't mention his past achievements."

"When I was little, I also watched my seniors show their love like this."

"..."

Zhanjian sighed.

Hey, Chen Daodao's parents must be very happy to be so good at writing about the love of middle-aged people?

He himself is rich and handsome.

The key is that he is handsome.

Zhanjian looked up at the direction of the sky, and tilted his head 45 degrees to prevent tears from falling.

Why?

God of Wealth! Look at me, don't you feel guilty!

Nuwa, look at me, don't you feel inferior!

God, look at me, what qualifications do you have for me to call you grandpa!

On the screen in front of me.

Later, no original owner came to see Xiaoba, so he grew into a big fluffy dog ​​in the professor's house.

Seeing that his master was going to work, Hachiko felt reluctant to leave, so he dug a hole under the wall and got out.

The professor had just sat down in the car and looked out the window. He was surprised to find Hachiko actually appearing at the station, wagging his tail and looking around.

He quickly got out of the car, but Hachiko refused to leave. In desperation, the professor sent Hachiko home and buried the hole under the wall.

The wife took the shovel and asked him to rush to catch the next train. After burying the hole, she looked at Hachiko rolling on the ground, smiled with love in her eyes, went home, took out a bag of snacks, and sat down Feed Hachiko a few snacks on the stairs.

"Okay, let's have one more, the last one."

"Okay, this is the last one..."

"Well, okay, the last one."

The hostess touched its head and walked home.

"The last hundred million," Zhanjian curled his lips and poked his companion with his elbow, "Is this wife so good? There is no contradiction."

The companion shrugged and said calmly: "Chen Xiao often does this. He depicts something very well and then takes it away. The dog will definitely die, or it will be lame if it doesn't die."

"Why."

"It's probably that the owner was in a car accident and Hachiko saved him. Or maybe there was a dog thief and the family was looking for a puppy."

Zhang Jian's heart trembled, "Damn it, stop talking about it, I really can't bear the story of stealing a dog. Stealing a dog raised by someone's family, for the dog owner, is comparable to kidnapping and selling his wife, right? It's still a dog It’s better to save the owner, but the plot of the dog saving the owner is too cliché.”

“If you take good photos, they won’t be boring.”

The companion ate the popcorn calmly, feeling calm.

My friend was watching movies like "Titanic" and "Alive" in the cinema, and the girl sitting next to him cried violently, but it didn't affect him.

Love and family affection are not enough to bring him to tears.

What’s there to cry about in Gouzi’s story?

Calm down.

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