I was dealing with a maths question a long time ago. I spent a lot of time on it, searching textbooks, reference books, notes, and all other sources I could find, but still could not find the correct answer. This question tortured me and left me restless all day. Obviously, I could not sleep well that night. It seemed that I fell asleep but continued thinking about this in my dream. Finally, I knew what the answer was: it turned out that this question was wrong. I was so excited about this finding. When I thought I could finally get to sleep, I woke up from the dream. I saw that the light in my room was still on and the maths question was still there, unresolved. At that moment, I could not figure out whether the issue lay in that maths question itself, or whether it was just me who could not find the right answer. However, it is not an issue for me anymore now. I know it is just a fictional script after all.
I thought of Pan Jianlin whom I have been out of touch with for 10 years when I was organizing a programme about the 2008 Sichuan Earthquake for Fanhall this April and May. Pan went to Wenchuang to film soon after the earthquake and completed a documentary “Who killed our children”.