It's like picking up a girl.
For example, boy A, he talks in front of you every day, how rich his family is; how popular he is, and all his friends like to play with him; how lofty he is, and what lofty goals and ideals he has. He doesn't even know what girls like, and can only arouse disgust from girls.
Boy B is different. He is always attentive to his friends, willing to take care of his friends’ affairs; he always works hard in silence, but does not show off; he takes care of his girlfriend in every possible way, always remembering what his girlfriend likes and hates, and then vote Fortunately, it is hard to imagine that such boys would be unpopular.
A is like some anti-Japanese drama. The people inside are always shouting those brilliant slogans, long live whatsoever, even if they have been hit by a bullet, maybe those slogans can relieve pain; the soldiers inside all have golden bells and iron blouses, one It’s okay to kill seventy or eighty people. There is also a shot of a soldier wielding a broadsword and hacking to death many Japanese soldiers with rifles. It makes people feel like they have traveled through the time and space of martial arts novels; the leader inside always frowned, and then With a stroke of the pen, he captured another city.
The drama is a drama, which is not understandable by human logic.
And B is like a company of brothers. The soldiers inside usually fight for the chocolate candies, but when they arrive on the battlefield, they are willing to risk their lives to save the lives of their comrades; on the battlefield, they will hide in the trenches because of fear and dare not come out; they will cry after being hit. , Yelling "I don't want to die"; will be unable to continue fighting because of the death of his comrades; will share his snacks with women and children; will be tired of endless wars and yearn for a life of leisure.
The people inside feel like the people around you, or when you are on the battlefield. Will hurt, will be afraid, will be homesick.
Finally, there was a sense of relief in the play, and there would be no Bingge dying in front of me again. Blind-faced, I didn't recognize everyone at the end of the show, but I still cried when they were injured and died, and I really fell in love with these American soldiers.
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