Finished watching "Young Detective" in the afternoon.
I thought it was a campus comedy that could be watched or not, but after filtering out hot elements such as suspense and crime, it told a story about growth and redemption.
The talented young detective is loved and respected by the entire town, but as he grows older, he doesn't seem to be the kind of person he wants to be—at least in the eyes of others.
There is a line:
It's difficult to accept the difference between who you are in your head and who you are in the world.
It hurts Zhongyong a bit, but this "Zhongyong" didn't give up. He was sad, depressed, and at a loss, but he was still firm.
While solving the murder case, he also solved the mystery of the missing childhood partner.
At the end of the film, he faced his parents and suddenly cried—not the kind of crying at the moment of collapse, but some forbearing and uncontrollable crying
A knot entangled in my heart, a burden that has been carried for many years, and the suspicion and mocking gaze that I have endured for so many years around, all disintegrated at this moment, tears wrapped in these emotions, memories, and emotions, and washed away the block in my heart. The high wall of sunshine finally let this young detective get rid of it.
In fact, is there something moving in these tears?
The last scene is the conversation between the parents and the male protagonist, and the conversation at the beginning is completely two styles:
At the beginning, the parents were worried and distrustful of the male protagonist, but the conversation at the end was peaceful and warm. My father talked about the male protagonist’s appearance in the magazine. There was ridicule in his tone, but he was also happy and applauded. This kind of positive feeling and being respected and recognized has always been what the young detective desires, and he may be crying with joy at that moment.
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