In name only: In the name of Zhao Mengsheng's son!

Before long, the people Liu Kun arranged arrived. The director's surname was Chen. Zhao Zhongxin recognized him, but couldn't recall his name.

After the director and screenwriter Zhao Zhongxin met, they arranged for them to go to Beijing to find Lao Deng. Lao Deng didn't mince words; he had already summoned all the surviving comrades from the Ninth Company. Initially, they all declined to come, but Zhao Mengsheng said that those who didn't come shouldn't call him "instructor" anymore. "This is to film our story for future generations to see. You are all protagonists. Do you want our fallen comrades to be forgotten? After we die, will they just become cold, lifeless names in a martyrs' cemetery? People only know they sacrificed their lives, but no one knows why they sacrificed them?"

To be fair, Zhao Mengsheng was quite eloquent. He felt that the purpose of this campaign was not to promote himself, but to promote the real heroes, the soldiers who fell on the battlefield and sacrificed their lives for their country!

Now the veterans in their sixties and seventies from the Ninth Company stopped arguing. "Instructor, you're right. If we die, who will remember the story of our Ninth Company? Who will remember our fallen comrades? We can't let them just become cold names in the martyrs' cemetery."

Zhao Mengsheng used both carrot and stick, leaving his old comrades stunned. They all expressed their desire to tell him the details they knew. Zhao Mengsheng slammed his fist on the table and roared!

"I'll go first!"

Zhao Mengsheng didn't hide anything and told everyone about what he had done back then, including the noblewoman and God. He was very responsible and didn't feel ashamed. He said, "You can say that I, Zhao Mengsheng, am afraid of death. It doesn't matter. But I proved myself later. I am no longer afraid of death!"

The comrades of the Ninth Company nodded in approval as they watched their instructor speak without a single mistake. "The instructor is indeed a great instructor," they thought, "truly broad-minded!" They had initially thought Zhao Mengsheng would conceal the truth, but the instructor had revealed everything in one breath, and then they added their own details.

After everyone had finished speaking, Zhao Mengsheng slammed his hand on the table and said!

"The movie is called 'See You at the Martyrs' Cemetery'!"

Zhao Mengsheng felt his blood boil every time he thought of that name. It was the name that Jin Kailai, the deputy company commander of the Ninth Company, liked to say. When he first joined the Ninth Company, Zhao Mengsheng thought Jin Kailai was a lunatic. "Why would you say something like that? You want to die, but I want to live!"

But after the battle began, especially after Jin Kailai sacrificed himself to cut sugarcane for the sake of all the soldiers in the company, Zhao Mengsheng finally understood what that meant! In addition, Liang Sanxi sacrificed himself to save him, and Zhao Mengsheng cried bitterly. He was the one who should be in the martyrs' cemetery.

But Zhao Mengsheng's slamming of the table terrified Director Chen and several screenwriters. No, Mr. Zhao, you're too scary! We're a little frightened!

The old comrades from the Ninth Company remained calm. They believed that officers had to have fiery tempers; otherwise, how could they fight well? What did they mean when they said that a man with thunder in his heart but a calm face could be made a general? That's the commander. Our company has over a hundred men. If you, as an officer, don't yell or scold, they won't be afraid of you! They'll think you're a pushover!

In fact, Zhao Mengsheng earned his true respect not by participating in all the combat missions of the Ninth Company, but by charging into the White Wolf's bunker with a grenade, intending to die with the White Wolf, and finally returning alive with only a minor leg injury. This intimidated the Ninth Company, one of the top elite companies in the entire regiment and division, and its proud soldiers. "If you dare to risk your life, you are our big brother!"

Otherwise, Zhao Mengsheng would only be addressed as "commander" among them, not as "instructor," a title that comes from within their ranks. Deputy Company Commander Jin Kailai sacrificed himself to save all the soldiers in his company; he was our good deputy company commander. Company Commander Liang Sanxi sacrificed himself to save his comrades; he is also our forever old company commander. If you, Zhao Mengsheng, don't rush into the bunker to avenge your old company commander, then you are just a passerby in our Ninth Company. Even if you rush in and sacrifice yourself, even if you fail, we will consider you a member of the Ninth Company, and we will continue to have people rush in to avenge you!

"Um, Committee Member Zhao, why don't you call Governor Zhao? He's already chosen the movie's title, and we can't easily change it!"

Director Zhao gave a wry smile. "The name Zhao Weizhi is acceptable, but I can't afford to offend Zhao Zhongxin either. You and your son should discuss this yourselves, lest it affect my future! I'm just a small-time director!"

"Huh? What does he know? It's our Ninth Company's movie, what right does he have to interfere? Just use my name, wait, what did he name the movie?"

Zhao Mengsheng felt uneasy upon hearing Zhao Zhongxin's name. He thought to himself, "If you, Zhao Zhongxin, had even a younger brother, or if Zhao Ying were a boy, your life wouldn't be so easy. You keep taking my cigarettes and alcohol, my Achilles' heel! You unfilial son, you wicked child! I really want to have a free-fighting match with you!"

Zhao Zhongxin!

"hehe!"

You're over seventy years old, who can you beat? As long as your bodyguard Xie Lingtong doesn't lift a finger, I could take on seven of you! Don't you know what it means to be strong when you're young? I might be afraid to hit you alone, but you and your good grandson, both of you, come at me together!

"The movie title that Governor Zhao chose is: 'Wreath on the Mountain'!"

Director Chen said with a wry smile, "Zhao Mengsheng subconsciously felt that this name was not good, and was about to say that he would use his, but suddenly he felt that this name was good!"

Gaoshan is like a martyrs' cemetery, a wreath, a wreath for the martyrs' cemetery! This name is quite profound. Does my son have this level of literary talent? Aside from the fact that his grandfather forced him to write beautiful calligraphy and penmanship from a young age, his writing skills are only average!

If Zhao Zhongxin knew that Lao Deng was thinking this way, he wouldn't be happy either. If he wanted to, he could immediately win first place in a national essay competition, without even using Lao Deng's name! He could just use my grandparents' name!

My Commander Grandpa, My Noblewoman Grandma!

"This name must have been my grandson's idea! I know my grandson, 'penstick' is a good name, it must be this one... well, let's just assume it was his idea!"

Zhao Mengsheng thought about it and decided not to scold his son in front of others. After all, his son was grown up and he didn't want to damage the child's authority. He felt that this must have been his good grandson's idea, since he had personally trained his grandson. After all, a good grandson can bring prosperity to three generations!

"Okay, okay, that's the name!"

After speaking, Director Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was frightened. After all, Zhao Mengsheng was a man of such status and position. He didn't know how to respond. Where did your amiable demeanor on TV go? You get all worked up as soon as Governor Zhao is mentioned. Are you father and son or enemies?

(First chapter today!)