This wasn't an era of cinematic variety. When you went to the movies, you didn't choose the film; you just watched whatever was playing.
The only movie showing today was Battle on the Plains. Xiao Furen had no choice but to hold his nose and buy the tickets. He had no idea what kind of effect watching a war movie on a date would have.
"Let's go, let's head inside." Xiao Furen handed the tickets to his wife and took the small paper bags from her hands.
Movie theaters back then were massive auditoriums, the kind that could seat several hundred people when full.
The two found their seats by matching the numbers on their tickets. "Excuse us, please. Excuse me."
"Hey buddy, can you be a little gentler? That's my thigh, not a block of wood," a young man groused after being bumped.
