Wang Xiaoshuai: Auteur’s film shows solicitude towar

the latest film by leading Chinese auteur Wang Xiaoshuai, sets to examine changing times in modern China.

It is a family saga about parenthood, friendship, struggle and forg

iveness. Covering a large stretch of space and time, t

he story moves from the 1980s to the present, and from the North to the South of China.

Known for realism, Wang is no stranger to prominent international film festivals. This time,

his work scooped two Berlin Film Festival awards – Silver Bear for Best Actress and Best Actor.

On the occasion of So Long, My Son screening in Chinese cinemas, China Daily sp

oke with him about the film’s production, his life and his view on Chinese auteur film.

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In the fall, Musk agreed to a court-approved deal with the SEC in

  r to settle charges over his controversial tweet in August about his plans to take Tesla private. The settlem

ent stipulated that Musk receive pre-approval for any social media posts containing information that is “material” to Te

sla shareholders. At the time, the electric carmaker said it would establish a board committee to oversee its CEO’s posts.

  But the SEC has since found fault with Musk’s tweeting. In late February, the commissi

on filed a motion asking a federal judge to hold Musk in contempt for violating the terms of the settlement.

  The SEC cited a tweet from February 19 in which Musk said Tesla

would build 500,000 cars in 2019. He then tweeted a clarifying message that Tesla would be build

ing at an annual rate of 500,000 cars by the end of the year, but would actually only make 400,000 cars in 2019.

  Musk fired back last week, arguing that the tweet didn’t contain material information about Tesla, that he diligent

ly tried to follow the court settlement, and that the SEC’s request is a breach of his constitutional right to free speech.

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The China National Tourist Office in New York and the China

  Chamber of Commerce – USA (CGCC) are event partners. More partners in the US are welcome to join the campaign throughout the event.

  Participants are invited to submit up to three photos with captions, limited to 300 words or less, explaining their person-to-perso

n exchange, relationship or experience, exemplified through the photographs. Submissions should be ma

de via email at: mychinaa[email protected]sa.com, or via

mail at: My China Album, 529 14th Street NW, Suite 1108, Washington DC 20045.

  Judging will take place at the close of submissio

ns, and prizes will be awarded to 10 finalists. All entrants will receive a souvenir for participating in the event.

  The grand-prize winner will receive the flight tickets. Finalists also may have their

stories featured in China Daily through its print edition and many digital platforms.

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Fifth batch of game plate number issued: tencent in

On January 29, the state general administration of press and publication, radio and television site updated for exami

nation and approval of the domestic online games in January 2019, information technology, the new 95 game fo

r plate number, declare classes are mobile games, examination and approval for January 22.

This is 2018 month since December game plate number restart issuing, announced the fifth batch plate

number.Tencent’s recreational little game among romantic ambiance, previously, tencent has, on the fou

rth batch plate number list functionality game, “fan” and “joggle bases and plate number.

But all three of approved game tencent’s contribution to the revenue is likely to be li

mited: “romantic rose garden” is a WeChat small game, the game is similar to

the last farm vegetables get into the game, “fan” and “joggle bases and for game function, were released in February 20

18, mainly to undertake the function of education science.Joggle bases and is to introduce Chinese traditional craft mo

rtise and tenon joint as the theme of the popular science products, “fan” is based on traditional Chinese folding fan art

subjects, for players to understand the production process of folding fan and related history.

In a campaign in April 2018, tencent games, vice President of Gao Li puts forwa

rd, tencent game will be released to cover the traditional culture, frontier exploration, exercise of science, science p

opularization, parent-child interaction in the field of multiple functions such as games.

The same batch of a-share companies have kai, British netw

ork (002517) “I in three state city”, for holding (600715), all play

ing the “baby native for plate number of the network.Industry large manufacturers have the snail digital “w

ar! Let go”, purple dragon game affiliates purple shun information of the dimensional seal is approved.

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He Jie secretly gave birth to a third child Resus

In the impression, the plot of He Jie still stays in the scene of “single mother falling in love again”.

After the divorce from Heziming, He Jie took two children with her and recorded a new song on the show.

How many hardships she had along the way, it is estimated that only she knew.

Although Heziming used to splash dirty water on Hejie, and said that her domestic violence was a slander of her derailment, making a scene, eating more ugly, the image of Hejie’s “brave and strong” single mother is even more distinct.

Later, it was the story of He Jie and Diao Lei, the drummer, who were photographed intimately and interactively. They freed themselves from the cap of “marital derailment” and admitted their new love generously. They both entered a new life together.

Recently, there have been new developments in the story. He Jie seems to be… The baby was born again.

The thing is, wake up, He Jie’s good friend, sent a micro-blog, the text is “That’s why I don’t like to chat with mothers.” Then there are two chat screenshots.

Look at the name of He Jie. The content of the chat between the two people is just an appointment between ordinary friends. However, he Jie’s reply is very bright! uuuuuuuuu

Wake up and say, “It’s all right. I’ll still go back to you for a drink.” He Jie replies, “I’ll drink with you for the first time after weaning”…

My dear, what is this amazing melon? He Jie after weaning? That is to say, He Jie is breastfeeding now? Push forward one more push, He Jie… Born again?

What is more confusing is that after reviving this microblog, it was deleted in seconds. Isn’t there no silver here?

You deleted it quickly, but my screenshots were faster. He Jie’s chat recordings were hot searched when he recovered.

Netizens in the comment area are all chatting and exploding, are asking: Who is this kid in the end?

Assuming that the story of “He Jie admits to Ai Diao Lei” before, he Jie is breastfeeding this child is likely to be Diao Lei!

Some netizens helped explain that their children were still drinking milk at the age of three or four. Perhaps the children of He Jie and He Ziming had not weaned yet.

Calculate ah, He Jie’s eldest son Qibao born in 2014, daughter Baomei born in 15 years, brother of 5 years old and sister of 4 years old, without weaning seems to be untenable!

Emmm… How to say that sentence, afraid of pigs like teammates ah! After waking up to participate in the game, it was unknown, and later because of fighting, he confused himself. Now, it’s better to sell his teammates to the hot search.

Hejie, where did your story go? Let’s make up for it soon!

Iron Emmett’s lads were well at it in the yard, blunted

Iron Emmett’s lads were well at it in the yard, blunted swords slamming into shields and ringing against one another.

Jon stopped to watch a moment as Horse pressed Hop-Robin back toward the well. Horse had the makings of a

good fighter, he decided. He was strong and getting stronger, and his instincts were sound. Hop-Robin was another tale. His clubfoot was bad enough, but he was

afraid of getting hit as well. Perhaps we can make a steward of him. The fight ended abruptly, with Hop-Robin on the ground.

“Well fought,” Jon said to Horse, “but you drop your shield too low when pressing an attack. You will want to correct that, or it is like to get you killed.”

“Yes, m’lord. I’ll keep it higher next time.” Horse pulled Hop-Robin to his feet, and the smaller boy made a clumsy bow.

A few of Stannis’s knights were sparring on the far side of the yard. King’s men in one corner and queen’s men in another,

Jon did not fail to note, but only a few. It’s too cold for most of them. As he strode past them, a booming voice called after him. “BOY! YOU THERE! BOY!”

Just beyond the ticket booth Father had had painted on awall in bright red letters the question:

DO YOU KNOW WHICH IS THE MOSTDANGEROUS ANIMAL IN THE ZOO?
An arrow pointed to a small curtain. There were so manyeager, curious hands

that pulled at the curtain that we had toreplace it regularly. Behind it was a mirror.

But I learned at my expense that Father believed there wasanother animal even more dangerous than us, and one thatwas extremely common, too,

found on every continent, in everyhabitat: the redoubtable species Animalus anthropomorphicus,the animal as seen through human eyes. We’ve all met

one,perhaps even owned one. It is an animal that is “cute”,”friendly”, “loving”, “devoted”, “merry”, “under-standing”.

 

Theseanimals lie in

ambush in every

toy store and

children’s zoo.

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Not Sly. Haggon would have called it abomination,

Not Sly. Haggon would have called it abomination, but Varamyr had often slipped inside her skin as she was being mounted by One Eye. He did not want to spend his

new life as a bitch, though, not unless he

had no other choice. Stalker might suit him better, the younger male … though One Eye was larger and fiercer, and it was One Eye who took Sly whenever she went into heat.

“They say you forget,” Haggon had told him, a few weeks before his own death. “When the man’s flesh dies, his spirit lives on inside the beast, but every day his

memory fades, and the beast becomes a little less a warg, a little more a wolf, until nothing of the man is left and only the beast remains.”

“Wonder what happened to her face,” was57 her mental question, but the answer was doubtless any one of a dozen possibilities and she didn’t waste time in surmises.

Mrs. Pollzoff took up the speaking tube and Roberta attached the end so she could hear what was to be said.

“You have an exceptionally fine plane,” Mrs. Pollzoff remarked.

“I think so,” Roberta answered with a smile.

“Care to sell it?” The girl was so astonished that she gasped.

“No, indeed, I do not,” she answered emphatically.

Not Sly. Haggon would have called it abomination, but Varamyr had often slipped inside her skin as she was being mounted by One Eye. He did not want to spend his

new life as a bitch, though, not unless he had no other choice. Stalker might suit him better, the younger male … though One Eye was larger and fiercer, and it was One Eye who took Sly whenever she went into heat.

“They say you forget,” Haggon had told him, a few weeks before his own death. “When the man’s flesh dies, his spirit lives on inside the beast, but every day his memory fades, and the beast becomes a little less a warg, a little more a wolf, until

nothing of the

man is left

and only the

beast remains.”

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Far away, a wolf gave howl.A shiver went through

Far away, a wolf gave howl.

A shiver went through Varamyr. He knew that howl as well as Lump had once known his mother’s voice. One Eye. He was the oldest of his three, the biggest, the

fiercest. Stalker was leaner, quicker, younger, Sly more cunning, but both went in fear of One Eye. The old wolf was fearless, relentless, savage.

Varamyr had lost control of his other beasts in the agony of the eagle’s death. His shadowcat had raced into the woods, whilst his snow bear turned her claws on those

around her, ripping apart four men before falling to a spear. She would have slain Varamyr had he come within her reach. The bear hated him, had raged each time he wore her skin or climbed upon her back.

His wolves, though …

“That’s what we want,” Mrs. Langwell told him, then turned to her daughter. “That is our telephone, dear.”

“I’ll go and answer it,” Roberta replied, and ran to the house as fast as she could. The bell was still ringing so she knew that the party had not been discouraged over the

delay and given up getting in touch with the family. “Hello,” she spoke into the phone.

“I wish to speak with Miss Langwell,” came the reply, and although the voice sounded familiar, Roberta could not recognize it immediately.

“That’s what we want,” Mrs. Langwell told him, then turned to her daughter. “That is our telephone, dear.”

“I’ll go and answer it,” Roberta replied, and ran to the house as fast as she could. The bell was still ringing so she knew that the party had not been discouraged over the

delay and given up getting in touch with the family. “Hello,” she spoke into the phone.

“I wish to speak with Miss Langwell,” came the reply, and although the voice sounded familiar,

 

Roberta

could not

recognize it

immediately.

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Her chin was pointed and her nose flat, and she

Her chin was pointed and her nose flat, and she had a mole on one cheek with four dark hairs growing from it. An ugly face, and hard, yet he would have given much to

glimpse it in the door of the hut. I should have taken her before she left. How long had she been gone? Two days? Three? Varamyr was uncertain. It was dark inside the

hut, and he had been drifting in and out of sleep, never quite sure if it was day or night outside. “Wait,” she’d said. “I will be back with food.” So like a fool he’d waited,

dreaming of Haggon and Bump and all the wrongs he had done in his long life, but days and nights had passed and Thistle had not returned. She won’t be coming back.

Varamyr wondered if he had given himself away. Could she tell what he was thinking just from looking at him, or had he muttered in his fever dream?

“Say it with flowers,” the lad chuckled. “Come along. As long as I live I may never get another chance to have a sheriff in the saddle behind me. How I wish a cop would try to stop me on this trip.”

The pair went off amid the reports of the motorcycle, and then the neighbors, assured that the Langwells were unhurt and in no further danger, departed. Before

she went to bed Roberta took another look at the old barn-hangar where Nike and the Falcon were still resting securely. With a sigh of relief she glanced toward the

sky, which was mighty dark, but she caught the faint outline

“Good morning, dear, I thought I heard you moving about.”

“Morning, Mummy. What are they doing out there?”

of the moon

shining

through as if s

he had49

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Varamyr might have been amongst them if only

Varamyr might have been amongst them if only he’d been stronger. The sea was grey and cold and far away, though, and he knew that he would never live to see it. He

 

 

was nine times dead and dying, and this would be his true death. A squirrel-skin cloak, he remembered, he knifed me for a squirrel-skin cloak.

“Don’t go out,” Mrs. Langwell urged as her husband began to don his trousers hastily under his robe.

“It’s quite safe,” he assured her. Before he was ready there came a pounding at the door—alarmed voices shouted, “You people all right, Langwell?”

“That’s Mr. Howard. He’s the sheriff of the county and must have been in the neighborhood.”

“I’ll be right down,” Mrs. Langwell called. Presently the officer of the law was standing in the hall, while she explained what had happened.

“Glad nobody’s hurt, least-wise, none of you folks. I’ll go out and have a look44 around.” There was a business-like gun in his hand and his chin was set firmly.

“I’m coming with you,” Mr. Langwell called from the top of the stairs as he hurried to join the sheriff.

“I’m coming too, Dad.”

“Stay with your mother, please,” he answered, so Roberta obeyed.

“There isn’t a thing you can do out there, Honey,” Mrs. Langwell assured her. “And you might get in the way.”

So the girl had to be content to remain inside, while sounds of people running, sharp questions, brief answers, and the noise of automobiles stopping while the occupants

demanded to know what was the difficulty came to them from outside. Half an hour later Mr. Langwell came back with the sheriff and their nearest neighbor, and

although they were greatly excited, they had discovered nothing more than some footprints of the robbers, and the place where a large car had been parked by the

side of the road, obviously waiting to assist

the thieve

in their

from the scene

of their mischief.

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