Durin's Diary

Chapter 274 Untitled
It was getting dark when Du Lin brought Melinda back to Copenhagen.

After returning home, Du Lin and Xia Li made dinner. After feeding everyone, he prepared to rest early.

Then I was woken up by Daju at about 3:45 in the middle of the night.

You'd better take a look at your experience meter.

Daju was a little anxious.

Du Lin took a look.

Doolin Lily Ash
Old professional system: Candle Dragon Vein Warlock.

Level: Seventh Ring Warlock (Level 7) / Candle Dragon Warlock (Level 7)
Public experience pool: 327975
Warlock Experience Pool: 24401/140000
Attributes:
Power: 11
Agility: 18
Constitution: 16
Intelligence: 13
Perception: 23
Charisma: 32
Du Lin suddenly became alert. After sitting up, he looked at Daju and said, "How did I get an extra 250,000 public experience points?"

"How would I know? You only had 70,000 before you went to bed yesterday!" Daju said this, and he and Du Lin fell silent.

Then the doctor and the patient suddenly seemed to have thought of something.

It’s a movie!
It's a movie.

Then Du Lin saw that his public experience pool had increased by a full 5000 experience points.

The movies you make can also add to public experience. How can there be such a good thing in the world! It’s so cool!

A ball rolled around on the table.

And Du Lin sighed and fell asleep on the bed: "If everything is fine, I'll sleep a little longer."

No, why don’t you level up first!

Why should I level up? I'm not in a hurry to kill other people's families now. What if the experience points given after leveling up are reduced?

That’s right, it’s okay, I’ll sleep with you.

After Daju finished speaking, he crawled into Du Lin's body from the soles of his feet.

Du Lin yawned and fell asleep.

………………

At the same time, in Marseille, the underground cinema in the lower town was packed with young workers who were still immersed in the movie. None of them had taken art classes and did not understand the complementary relationship between pictures and sounds, but when the movie reached the end, they felt the same way and more than one person cried.

They either have the same experiences or the same relatives.

So when the first round of applause sounded, more and more applause followed.

In the screening room on the second floor, Heman Kane kept waving the holy emblem of the Twin Mothers on his chest, because he noticed that the church band of the Church of the Twin Mothers was mentioned in the credits list of the movie.

The church band of the Twin Mothers Church actually stepped forward to contribute their skills to a film that is considered unorthodox by the church!
It must be Mr. Du Lin’s talent that touched them!
Secretary Draco Francis was crying because the prototype of the male protagonist in the play was his father. When his father died, Draco was still in his mother's womb and had not even seen what his father looked like with his own eyes.

An old woman came over and hugged him. She was his elderly mother. The prototype of the heroine in the movie left the hope of life to her and even exposed herself so that the pregnant woman could escape danger.

"I will never forget your father and your aunt Angela. They are such good people..." She burst into tears when she said this.

Draco stroked his mother's back and saw Dolin Lily Corleone written in the director column.

Mr. Du Lin did not disappoint everyone's expectations. This movie is so gripping. Whether it is the sound, the picture, or the characters, they are all so wonderful and perfect.

This child, only thirteen years old, is the son of Secretary Roy Corleone.

Like the children of Northernism, he lost his father, but he was different from those children. He used his talent to show an era - an era when Northernism fell into decline, was driven away and killed by the whole land, but there were still people willing to die for the survival of the ideology.

At the end of the movie, he saw two lines of white text.

This film is dedicated to the Northerners during those difficult years. Their loyalty, their beliefs, and their love for their comrades were so passionate, short-lived, and eternal.

May their doctrines be eternal and their beliefs remain true.

The comrades around him also began to applaud. "Secretary Drake, our messengers are ready. Messenger number one, carrying the copied film crystal, has already headed south of Farol. The remaining messengers will head to towns and villages under our control." A comrade approached, his eyes red, clearly having cried more than once.

"Remember, you must broadcast it to everyone, so that everyone will remember the sacrifices made by the doctrine. We must intimidate the enemy and let them know that retribution will surely come. Northern doctrine will liberate all those who have suffered!"

………………

When Fisher walked through the study, his Majesty was leaning on a recliner, looking at the big screen in front of him. The movie in the crystal had already finished playing.

"Your Majesty." He bowed his head.

"You're here! I thought you couldn't survive the snow last night." The old king smiled and pointed to the player on his desk: "Here, click on the replay."

"Your Majesty, is this the preview version of Mr. Duterte?" Fisher came to the table and pressed the replay button.

"No, it was sent to me by a friend from far away. It's the latest and best movie." The old man's face was full of smiles, but there seemed to be traces of tears in his sunken eye sockets.

Fisher sat down quietly.

He watched the screen light up.

Looking at a little white-faced scops owl, it made a sound.

"Isn't this Mr. Du Lin's new pet?" he asked curiously.

"Yeah, keep watching."

Fisher fell silent, and the silhouette of a city appeared on the screen.

A line of words appeared below.

Sidney United, Marseille, Year of Blossoms RD1059.

Sixty years ago?

Fisher thought about the past, that era, so what would this movie be about?

He was very melancholy because this was a bad era and there was blood everywhere.

But he was also very much looking forward to seeing some stories that he shouldn't see.

On the screen, the camera was moving slowly, blood was flowing along the ravine, and the wall was piled with corpses that had not been dragged away in time.

A pretty young woman from the Ganai tribe, with a big belly, was trembling as she walked through the checkpoint with the crowd.

A new group of arrested people were pushed against the wall, shouting slogans, and then fell at gunpoint.

The camera is in mid-air, combining the moving people and blood in a bird's-eye view.

Then came the Ganesh woman, who handed over her ID.

The inspection was normal and she was released.

As she walked past the fence, her ears tilted slightly.

Because gunshots were heard from far away.

At the same time, the screen went black.

The title of the movie officially appeared on the screen.

The sound of wind.

Fisher remembered the name immediately.

(End of this chapter)