Okay, I think about it, the baby is an important part of my life, but it can't be everything, so I first resolutely threw the baby into my mother's hands at noon a few days ago and ran against the 37-degree scorching sun. I went to the cinema to play Dasheng, and sure enough, when watching a movie, I was completely absorbed in the feeling of not wanting to eat, drink, and laugh at my baby. It was super cool.
Let’s get back to the main topic. After a night run with my husband last night, I just found a movie to watch. Zombies are good, and it suits my strong taste. So I started watching the movie with a little excitement. Although the baby woke up twice during the period, I missed a lot of episodes, but it did not affect my inner surging after watching the movie.
Overall, this is a typical American hero commercial, and you can tell with your eyes closed that the hero takes his protagonist's halo along the way, and finally saves the world. The plot is so old-fashioned that it might be better to tell the story of a temple in the mountains, but this is a reboot of my pent-up movie-watching enthusiasm for too long. I actually feel very fond of the film, even the logic bug of fighting poison with poison, I don’t like it. I think it's so cute.
The film still has some unexpected points in the plot. For example, the plot of the seemingly cool and dazzling biology doctor who hit the street as soon as he comes up is really cute, but Xiaohua, your huge dead fish eyes are really cute. I'm so good at dancing.
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