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Amidst the "bark, woof, woof" single dogs barking in the comment area, the plot of the fourth act of "321" is still going on;

After going through many obstacles, the wife finally met her husband.

But the current environment is not an environment for mutual complaints and lovesickness.

On the Gobi Desert, the strong wind with a speed of 60 to 70 kilometers per hour rolled up the wild sand, which hurt people's faces like being smashed by a slingshot. Sometimes when a strong wind blows down, the paint leather of the truck can be worn away by the wind and sand, revealing its own metal primer.

In the strong wind, the two trekked a bit and found a rock mound that was blown by the wind.

Hiding behind a rocky hill, the husband finally calmed down and took a good look at his longing wife.

The wind whipped up blade-like gravel and skipped over their heads.

Behind the bunker cut off by the rocks, in a relatively peaceful world, the two looked at each other's embarrassed appearance and laughed.

The bitter longing did not turn into thousands of words, but connected the two hearts together through the eyes.

No matter how the wind blows overhead.

A place of peace of mind is home.

In the silent and eager gaze, the gust of wind finally subsided gradually.

Facing the sun shining on the Gobi Desert again, the husband and wife helped each other remove the dust from their bodies and stood up from behind the rocky hill.

"Huiru, what do you do with your child?"

"The child was also brought by me."

Facing the husband's question, the wife replied.

"Nonsense! He's still so young, how could he be brought to such a place?"

The husband's sullenness made the wife smile softly.

The women on the Gobi Desert are also made of water.

He took off the towel wrapped around his neck and wiped off the dust on his husband's face. The wife rolled her eyes: "Old Li, you will never see our mother and daughter again in this lifetime! It's fine if you don't see her again." , if you see me this time, even if you go to the commander, even if you go to your chief engineer, even if you cry or make trouble, you must reunite our family of three together!"

Facing his wife's stubbornness and arrogance, the husband laughed after a while.

Although there are many wrinkles on the face, the lips are broken, and the hair and beard that have not been taken care of for an unknown period of time are covered with dust, they are still so clean - there are two dimples when he smiles.

"Oops! My information!"

After putting away the clothes for the husband, the wife found out that the box containing the materials had rolled down to the bottom of the sand dunes at some point when the two of them were sheltering from the wind.

"I'll go pick it up for you."

The husband patted his wife's head dotingly, and walked down the sand dune gropingly.

Trekking through the rolling yellow sand, the husband picked up the information box that was half buried in the sand, turned around and grinned at his wife standing on the sand dune.

But in the next second, the yellow sand under his feet made a noise like grinding teeth.

Before he had time to react, his calf was engulfed by the soft yellow sand!

"Old Li!"

Seeing this scene, the wife's soul was gone.

She had seen this kind of situation—among the surveyors who died, there was a young man who was just twenty-four years old who was swallowed alive by quicksand.

She strode forward vigorously, slid down the hillside in the rolling yellow sand, and ran towards her husband.

But when she ran to the front, her husband's legs had completely sunk into the quicksand.

"do not come!"

Seeing his wife who was about to rush forward, the husband let out a loud shout.

"Don't be afraid, Lao Li, I will pull you out!"

Looking at the terrified wife, the husband shook his head with a wry smile, and stopped struggling.

"It should be that the wind is too strong, and a pool here is covered. There should be an underground river under my feet. The density of quicksand is generally 2 grams per milliliter, and mine is about 1 gram per milliliter. In such a density, the force exerted by the sand on me."

"Forget it!"

The wife unbuttoned her trouser belt and yelled at the idiot husband who had relapsed.

"Huiru, calm down! Think about my son! If you can't pull it, if you drag my foot at a speed of one centimeter per second, it will take about 100,000 newtons of force. Huiru, you know the force of 100,000 newtons. How big is it? It’s equivalent to the power of a car. It won’t do anything for you to come over, it will just make you sink in the sand too.”

Listening to her husband's explanation, the tearful wife got up from the ground and said, "I'll call someone!"

"Don't go, Huiru don't go."

The wife turned around and froze at her husband's call.

"It's so easy to meet, let me take a good look at you."

Watching the tears wash his wife's dusty face out of two gullies, the husband's lips trembled a few times.

He wanted to say something, but the sand had already swallowed his chest.

Seeing his wife kneeling on the ground, the front of his clothes already wet with tears, he suddenly remembered something. Slowly, he took out a photo from his chest pocket, and raised it high with his arm half sunken in the sand.

A gust of wind picked up and brought the photo in his hand to his wife.

The wife shook her head vigorously and called her husband's name loudly.

But this can't stop the billowing yellow sand from trying to lift up that face with wide eyes that seems to want to engrave the lover in front of him forever in his mind.

Another gust of wind smoothed out a small pit in the quicksand. As if nothing happened there.

As the gravel rubbed against each other, the wife picked up the photo on the ground with empty eyes.

It was a rather weird photo stitched together from two photos - a single photo of the husband and a photo of the wife holding the baby. Family portrait.

The plot of the fourth act develops here and officially ends.

In the comment area of ​​the CCTV live broadcast client, after a short period of silence, it exploded!

"WQNMLGB! Why, why?"

"Dog director, dog screenwriter! Two people have suffered so much and finally came together, why should they be separated forever?"

"It's so cruel. It's better not to have such a reunion! The wife has been thinking about it for so long, but after finally seeing her husband, she just watched him die in quicksand. What a shame!"

"I'm crying to death, Nima. Although it's a drama stage, but the moment I saw my husband being swallowed up by the yellow sand, I felt like I stopped breathing! Don't play like this, this is to torture people to death. !"

"Lord Xin, you're ruthless. I thought you'd be able to restrain yourself when you're on the CCTV stage, but you're still so virtuous! My heart is broken!"

"I wish the plot would be fixed at the part sheltering from the wind under the sand dunes."

"Yeah, that might be the happiest time for the two of you."

"I made a special trip to watch the live-action episode of "That Rabbit". Although "That Rabbit" is cruel, it is tragic. This kind of drama is simply pulling people's hearts out, putting them on the ground and crushing them with leather shoes! "

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in the yard.

Looking at the comment area full of scolding, Li Shixin raised his eyebrows.

hiss.

Such a big reaction?

On the side, watching him frown in the face of scolding in the comment area, Zhao Jinzhi, who came over to exchange tea, shook her head helplessly.

"It's no wonder the audience couldn't accept it. When I was performing this part, my whole body collapsed. I kept reminding myself in my heart not to join the play, but the moment I saw you fall below the stage, I really It feels like my heart is dead."

Recalling the day of recording and broadcasting, when Zhao Jinzhi was in a state of losing his soul after the fourth act, Li Shixin smiled faintly.

To make people remember the beauty of a thing, the most direct way is to tear it up.

In fact, Li Shixin didn't want to do this either, but the duration of the drama was limited, so he had to use the most direct and impactful way.

Blame it. Blame the program team for only giving it more than 20 minutes!

right!

It's all the fault of the program group!

Seeing the beginning of the fifth act of the play, Li Shixin simply turned off his phone and took the purple clay pot that Zhao Jinzhi handed over.

What is the story of "321"?

It is a story about the destruction of a family and the achievement of the cause of the country.

And what is more embarrassing than the plot of the drama is that

"I hope you guys can get through it."

Li Shixin shook his head and let out a sigh.