The name of "The Flowers of Flowers of Jinling" is very unique. If it is changed to "The Battle of Virginity", it would be too spoiler, because the main line of the whole movie is this: During the Nanjing Massacre, all kinds of people worked hard to protect a group of female students from the ravages of the Japanese army. In the end, the generosity of a group of prostitutes and a little boy was exchanged for the rescue of the female students and their newly recognized father, the white false priest, and the virginity was successfully defended.
As soon as the female students appeared, they led to the death of a group of soldiers who wanted to protect them, which laid the tone of the whole movie: their terrified little bodies are worthy of their lives to defend.
A surviving soldier solemnly returned the leather shoes they left behind, as if he had completed a military merit. In the fate of rescuing these girls from tragic death, he perfectly sacrificed his male heroism.
The girls quickly found the next male protector, and with the imposed title of father, they successfully took such a responsibility for a white prodigal son who accidentally broke into it.
The prostitutes are deliberately exaggerated and frivolous when they appear, which is ominous because this inappropriate vitality is suitable for consumption that is destroyed by a popular movie to provide a sense of tragedy.
Their beauty belongs to the 1930s imagined by the contemporary era: bright red lips, finely trimmed eyebrows, raised corners of eyes, fluffy and regular curly hair, colorful silk cheongsams... They are living month-old beauties, created by the director borrowed the contemporary nostalgic legend about the Republic of China. The feminine taste that is carefully examined by the camera can support the viewing value of the entire movie.
They made a bleak massacre background a game stage for sexual charm. The white male protagonist was intoxicated, the little boy was at a loss, the female students peeped, secretly envied, and self-esteem to show their true nature against the prostitute's backdrop.
However, when the cinema calmed down, the faint fragrance on Zhao Xiuting's body was smelling in his nose, which made Li Weijie no longer have the heart to watch the movie. His heart had been hooked by the beautiful girl next to him.
Li Weijie thought of many things when watching this movie. As any Chinese who has a little bit of national consciousness and self-esteem and sense of shame, he should not forget it. He is indifferent and numb to the most humiliating and miserable and dark history in the history of national development more than 70 years ago. In the mirror image of the movie "The Flowers of War" that restores history at the beginning, in the ruins of the Chinese capital at that time, he saw Japanese soldiers with crazy and proud faces killing Chinese people like chickens, and shouting Chinese pigs in their mouths, your blood will jump up to your head, and your fists will clench your fists unconsciously.
The most active part in the film is the white male protagonist Bell and the prostitutes leader Yumo
The sex game between the two of them in English strengthens his superiority as a foreigner. When the two of them turn to the deepest confides, what they arouses is the consensus on the necessity of protecting female students: he has a young daughter who died at the age of female students, and she is raped at the age of female students, so she loses her future and becomes a prostitute.
This plot implies that he should be the father of these little girls to make up for the shortcomings of life. And she, under her beautiful and arrogant appearance, should be ashamed of herself and lost her virility, is a point of value for women, and must be observed.
The Japanese coercion once again shows that virgin bodies are hard goods that everyone recognizes
Yu Mo launched a campaign among prostitutes to accept rape instead of female students, the reason was that these female students could not stand the rape and would not survive after being raped. However, all of us men have seen each other. They are both women, why can prostitutes not care about being raped?
The only reason is that they no longer have chastity, so rape is nothing to harm
This kind of bad rhetoric, which has been relieved of many rapes over the past thousands of years, has been justified again by saying it through a woman's mouth.
Moreover, these women who have been trampled to the end because of their sexual stigma and cannot even enter the virgin's toilet have seen an opportunity to reshape their dignity in the mainstream moral framework, that is, to make things that are affectionate and righteous for others to see
For this opportunity, they were willing to die. When moral whitewashing was regarded as more important than life, in the director's eyes, these women who had no idea of the hatred of the country were sublimated.
The dark scorched earth, the gorgeous cheongsam; the bloody bayonet, the lingering pipa; the cold church, the warm humanity; the crazy killing, the sad redemption; the enchanting figure, the death with a sigh...
At this point, Zhao Xiuting, as a senior high school girl, is sentimental and easily moved by the film. When it comes to the scene where Cardamom and Xianglan were tortured by the Japanese, Li Weijie found that Zhao Xiuting had already cried.
Li Weijie handed the tissue to Zhao Xiuting. She sobbed and tried to wipe the tears with the tissue. Perhaps the movie was filmed so well. Whether it was the pipa in Cardamom's arms on the way to escape was cut by strings of the piano, the grenade detonated by our soldiers and flew and pierced into the Japanese army's body, the iron fork, or the colorful church glass that was penetrated by the revenge bullets, the blood splashed out of the chest after Cardamom was stabbed by the evil bayonet... Zhao Xiuting could not wipe her tears. Seeing her crying because of the movie, Li Weijie sighed softly, and actually reached over, stretched out his hand from behind, hugged Zhao Xiuting's slender waist, and said softly: Okay, stop crying
After being hugged by Li Weijie, Zhao Xiuting did not resist at all. Following the force of his hand, he leaned his head on Li Weijie's shoulder. He... He was moved by the movie...
Zhao Xiuting said half crying and half coquettishly, not paying attention to the distance and movements of the two at the moment.
Holding Zhao Xiuting's delicate body in his arms, the fragrance in his nose became even stronger. The girl's faint body fragrance had a strong aphrodisiac effect on Li Weijie, and his lower body became unobedient and hard.
Stop crying
Li Weijie still comforted Zhao Xiuting, but at this moment she realized that the two of them were so intimate at this moment. Her head was leaning against his arms, and a strange smell of men's sweat and a strange smell came from Li Weijie's nose. It was said to be perfume, but it was not like that. Zhao Xiuting had never smelled such a smell before.
After sex, the air in the room combines the smell of the woman's lower body, the smell of man's semen, the smell of sweat of men and women, the smell of perfume used by both parties, and various other odors... These smells are not only not easy to be dispelled when mixed, but if you are playing with a car in the car, you can even smell it about a kilometer away.
If you have other girls, unfortunately, they can definitely smell the problem. Fortunately, Li Weijie has left most of the smell in the hotel, and Zhao Xiuting is still a virgin, and she doesn't know that the smell on Li Weijie is left behind after the love between men and women
Zhao Xiuting was uneasy because her thigh seemed to be pushed by something from Li Weijie. She brought a heat to the skin of her thighs. Her cheeks had already become red, but the light was dark here and she could not see it at all. She didn't know if she should push him away because being held by Li Weijie like this made her feel very comfortable.
Seeing that Zhao Xiuting didn't say anything, Li Weijie didn't say anything, and took a deep breath to control his excitement. If it weren't for the cinema and if there was no one beside him, Li Weijie probably had already started kissing her.
Zhao Xiuting's blushing cheeks continued to lean against Li Weijie's arms, and did not move them away. She clearly felt that the blushing sound dyed her ears and neck red. The second time she was hugged by him, Zhao Xiuting's heart was pounding.
The movie finally ended. As the subtitles were played on the screen, the movie came to an end, and the lights around it lit up. As the lights lighted up, Zhao Xiuting subconsciously pushed Li Weijie away and said shyly: OK... OK, the movie is over, let's go out!
The beautiful girl's shy and delicate and shy look made Li Weijie's index finger move
OK
Li Weijie nodded, looked at Zhao Xiuting's slender hands naturally hanging beside him, and boldly reached out and held the jade hand of the proud daughter again.
Zhao Xiuting didn't expect Li Weijie to hold her. Out of shy instinct, she wanted to break free, but her strength naturally couldn't match him. In desperation, she could only give up her futile resistance and let Li Weijie hold her little hand.
The beautiful girl's heart was pounding, like a frightened deer. Her fair cheeks were once again covered with red clouds. She lowered her head and whispered: Let's go!
Li Weijie looked at Zhao Xiuting's appearance, and the jade hand he held was so delicate that he could no longer let go of his hand.
When Li Weijie held Zhao Xiuting's jade hand, he swore in his heart that he would definitely give this woman happiness in the future
In this way, Zhao Xiuting's jade hand was held by Li Weijie again, and the two left the cinema. It was already evening.
It was a chilly winter evening, Zhao Xiuting was wearing thin clothes, Li Weijie took off his coat and put it on her shoulders, and the little girl was moved to pieces
Since the two left the cinema, they have not spoken. They probably left a lot of things, and Li Weijie broke the atmosphere.
Since you are going to have dinner at your house, you can't be empty-handed. It's too rude.
Um
Zhao Xiuting's voice was so small that she could not be any less. Li Weijie held her jade hand. Although she was very shy, she was very happy inside.
The two were originally in the city center. Li Weijie took Zhao Xiuting's hand and walked towards Wangfujing. After buying some gifts in the mall, they went out to take a taxi and headed straight to Zhao Xiuting's home.
The community where Zhao Xiuting lives in is very quiet. After all, it is the mayor's home, so the surrounding environment is naturally one of the best in Donglai City.
Although it was only six o'clock at this time, there were no pedestrians on the street. Li Weijie let go of Zhao Xiuting's hand and asked: Are you happy today?
Um
Zhao Xiuting let out a light whisper, and suddenly the little hand held by a warm big hand was released. She felt a little disappointed in her heart. Today, Zhao Xiuting was no longer as nervous and shy as last time, and she was very happy inside. She herself didn't know why she was so happy. After saying that, she looked up at Li Weijie, but found that his eyes were staring at him. Zhao Xiuting quickly lowered her head again
Zhao Xiuting's shy and charming look made Li Weijie feel excited, his eyes were filled with love, and his hands couldn't help but hug her slender waist. Seeing Zhao Xiuting, he didn't struggle much, he leaned over and said to her earlobe: Actually, I'm very happy too
It’s not that Zhao Xiuting didn’t know how to struggle, but that Li Weijie was moving too fast, so fast that when he hugged her waist with both hands, Zhao Xiuting didn’t know what to do. In addition, the second time she was held like this by Li Weijie, her heart was simply messy, her heart was accelerating, and her body was hot.
As soon as the female students appeared, they led to the death of a group of soldiers who wanted to protect them, which laid the tone of the whole movie: their terrified little bodies are worthy of their lives to defend.
A surviving soldier solemnly returned the leather shoes they left behind, as if he had completed a military merit. In the fate of rescuing these girls from tragic death, he perfectly sacrificed his male heroism.
The girls quickly found the next male protector, and with the imposed title of father, they successfully took such a responsibility for a white prodigal son who accidentally broke into it.
The prostitutes are deliberately exaggerated and frivolous when they appear, which is ominous because this inappropriate vitality is suitable for consumption that is destroyed by a popular movie to provide a sense of tragedy.
Their beauty belongs to the 1930s imagined by the contemporary era: bright red lips, finely trimmed eyebrows, raised corners of eyes, fluffy and regular curly hair, colorful silk cheongsams... They are living month-old beauties, created by the director borrowed the contemporary nostalgic legend about the Republic of China. The feminine taste that is carefully examined by the camera can support the viewing value of the entire movie.
They made a bleak massacre background a game stage for sexual charm. The white male protagonist was intoxicated, the little boy was at a loss, the female students peeped, secretly envied, and self-esteem to show their true nature against the prostitute's backdrop.
However, when the cinema calmed down, the faint fragrance on Zhao Xiuting's body was smelling in his nose, which made Li Weijie no longer have the heart to watch the movie. His heart had been hooked by the beautiful girl next to him.
Li Weijie thought of many things when watching this movie. As any Chinese who has a little bit of national consciousness and self-esteem and sense of shame, he should not forget it. He is indifferent and numb to the most humiliating and miserable and dark history in the history of national development more than 70 years ago. In the mirror image of the movie "The Flowers of War" that restores history at the beginning, in the ruins of the Chinese capital at that time, he saw Japanese soldiers with crazy and proud faces killing Chinese people like chickens, and shouting Chinese pigs in their mouths, your blood will jump up to your head, and your fists will clench your fists unconsciously.
The most active part in the film is the white male protagonist Bell and the prostitutes leader Yumo
The sex game between the two of them in English strengthens his superiority as a foreigner. When the two of them turn to the deepest confides, what they arouses is the consensus on the necessity of protecting female students: he has a young daughter who died at the age of female students, and she is raped at the age of female students, so she loses her future and becomes a prostitute.
This plot implies that he should be the father of these little girls to make up for the shortcomings of life. And she, under her beautiful and arrogant appearance, should be ashamed of herself and lost her virility, is a point of value for women, and must be observed.
The Japanese coercion once again shows that virgin bodies are hard goods that everyone recognizes
Yu Mo launched a campaign among prostitutes to accept rape instead of female students, the reason was that these female students could not stand the rape and would not survive after being raped. However, all of us men have seen each other. They are both women, why can prostitutes not care about being raped?
The only reason is that they no longer have chastity, so rape is nothing to harm
This kind of bad rhetoric, which has been relieved of many rapes over the past thousands of years, has been justified again by saying it through a woman's mouth.
Moreover, these women who have been trampled to the end because of their sexual stigma and cannot even enter the virgin's toilet have seen an opportunity to reshape their dignity in the mainstream moral framework, that is, to make things that are affectionate and righteous for others to see
For this opportunity, they were willing to die. When moral whitewashing was regarded as more important than life, in the director's eyes, these women who had no idea of the hatred of the country were sublimated.
The dark scorched earth, the gorgeous cheongsam; the bloody bayonet, the lingering pipa; the cold church, the warm humanity; the crazy killing, the sad redemption; the enchanting figure, the death with a sigh...
At this point, Zhao Xiuting, as a senior high school girl, is sentimental and easily moved by the film. When it comes to the scene where Cardamom and Xianglan were tortured by the Japanese, Li Weijie found that Zhao Xiuting had already cried.
Li Weijie handed the tissue to Zhao Xiuting. She sobbed and tried to wipe the tears with the tissue. Perhaps the movie was filmed so well. Whether it was the pipa in Cardamom's arms on the way to escape was cut by strings of the piano, the grenade detonated by our soldiers and flew and pierced into the Japanese army's body, the iron fork, or the colorful church glass that was penetrated by the revenge bullets, the blood splashed out of the chest after Cardamom was stabbed by the evil bayonet... Zhao Xiuting could not wipe her tears. Seeing her crying because of the movie, Li Weijie sighed softly, and actually reached over, stretched out his hand from behind, hugged Zhao Xiuting's slender waist, and said softly: Okay, stop crying
After being hugged by Li Weijie, Zhao Xiuting did not resist at all. Following the force of his hand, he leaned his head on Li Weijie's shoulder. He... He was moved by the movie...
Zhao Xiuting said half crying and half coquettishly, not paying attention to the distance and movements of the two at the moment.
Holding Zhao Xiuting's delicate body in his arms, the fragrance in his nose became even stronger. The girl's faint body fragrance had a strong aphrodisiac effect on Li Weijie, and his lower body became unobedient and hard.
Stop crying
Li Weijie still comforted Zhao Xiuting, but at this moment she realized that the two of them were so intimate at this moment. Her head was leaning against his arms, and a strange smell of men's sweat and a strange smell came from Li Weijie's nose. It was said to be perfume, but it was not like that. Zhao Xiuting had never smelled such a smell before.
After sex, the air in the room combines the smell of the woman's lower body, the smell of man's semen, the smell of sweat of men and women, the smell of perfume used by both parties, and various other odors... These smells are not only not easy to be dispelled when mixed, but if you are playing with a car in the car, you can even smell it about a kilometer away.
If you have other girls, unfortunately, they can definitely smell the problem. Fortunately, Li Weijie has left most of the smell in the hotel, and Zhao Xiuting is still a virgin, and she doesn't know that the smell on Li Weijie is left behind after the love between men and women
Zhao Xiuting was uneasy because her thigh seemed to be pushed by something from Li Weijie. She brought a heat to the skin of her thighs. Her cheeks had already become red, but the light was dark here and she could not see it at all. She didn't know if she should push him away because being held by Li Weijie like this made her feel very comfortable.
Seeing that Zhao Xiuting didn't say anything, Li Weijie didn't say anything, and took a deep breath to control his excitement. If it weren't for the cinema and if there was no one beside him, Li Weijie probably had already started kissing her.
Zhao Xiuting's blushing cheeks continued to lean against Li Weijie's arms, and did not move them away. She clearly felt that the blushing sound dyed her ears and neck red. The second time she was hugged by him, Zhao Xiuting's heart was pounding.
The movie finally ended. As the subtitles were played on the screen, the movie came to an end, and the lights around it lit up. As the lights lighted up, Zhao Xiuting subconsciously pushed Li Weijie away and said shyly: OK... OK, the movie is over, let's go out!
The beautiful girl's shy and delicate and shy look made Li Weijie's index finger move
OK
Li Weijie nodded, looked at Zhao Xiuting's slender hands naturally hanging beside him, and boldly reached out and held the jade hand of the proud daughter again.
Zhao Xiuting didn't expect Li Weijie to hold her. Out of shy instinct, she wanted to break free, but her strength naturally couldn't match him. In desperation, she could only give up her futile resistance and let Li Weijie hold her little hand.
The beautiful girl's heart was pounding, like a frightened deer. Her fair cheeks were once again covered with red clouds. She lowered her head and whispered: Let's go!
Li Weijie looked at Zhao Xiuting's appearance, and the jade hand he held was so delicate that he could no longer let go of his hand.
When Li Weijie held Zhao Xiuting's jade hand, he swore in his heart that he would definitely give this woman happiness in the future
In this way, Zhao Xiuting's jade hand was held by Li Weijie again, and the two left the cinema. It was already evening.
It was a chilly winter evening, Zhao Xiuting was wearing thin clothes, Li Weijie took off his coat and put it on her shoulders, and the little girl was moved to pieces
Since the two left the cinema, they have not spoken. They probably left a lot of things, and Li Weijie broke the atmosphere.
Since you are going to have dinner at your house, you can't be empty-handed. It's too rude.
Um
Zhao Xiuting's voice was so small that she could not be any less. Li Weijie held her jade hand. Although she was very shy, she was very happy inside.
The two were originally in the city center. Li Weijie took Zhao Xiuting's hand and walked towards Wangfujing. After buying some gifts in the mall, they went out to take a taxi and headed straight to Zhao Xiuting's home.
The community where Zhao Xiuting lives in is very quiet. After all, it is the mayor's home, so the surrounding environment is naturally one of the best in Donglai City.
Although it was only six o'clock at this time, there were no pedestrians on the street. Li Weijie let go of Zhao Xiuting's hand and asked: Are you happy today?
Um
Zhao Xiuting let out a light whisper, and suddenly the little hand held by a warm big hand was released. She felt a little disappointed in her heart. Today, Zhao Xiuting was no longer as nervous and shy as last time, and she was very happy inside. She herself didn't know why she was so happy. After saying that, she looked up at Li Weijie, but found that his eyes were staring at him. Zhao Xiuting quickly lowered her head again
Zhao Xiuting's shy and charming look made Li Weijie feel excited, his eyes were filled with love, and his hands couldn't help but hug her slender waist. Seeing Zhao Xiuting, he didn't struggle much, he leaned over and said to her earlobe: Actually, I'm very happy too
It’s not that Zhao Xiuting didn’t know how to struggle, but that Li Weijie was moving too fast, so fast that when he hugged her waist with both hands, Zhao Xiuting didn’t know what to do. In addition, the second time she was held like this by Li Weijie, her heart was simply messy, her heart was accelerating, and her body was hot.
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