After watching a Lunar New Year movie, my feelings are like vomiting when an actor is holding a wooden barrel in the movie.
The film that is soaring at the box office is far less flavorful than the translation storm I watched last night.
The acting between the hero and the heroine is so good, the deep things in their hearts are concealed on the surface as much as possible, the entanglement and pain are nowhere to be complained, and they cannot be relieved.
The hidden suspension of the film is not deep, nor shallow. It involves many levels, but it stops at a point. It makes people full of curiosity, sympathy, anger, love, and weakness...
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