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Chapter seven hundred and fiftieth IX key intersection

 New Year's Eve in 1985 was an unusual year for many future rising stars in the cultural and sports circles, with all kinds of feelings in their hearts.

Let’s take the future diving queen Gao Min as an example.

Ever since Zhuan Tang became a dragon, this little girl has firmly stayed in the team, trained wholeheartedly, and never had the thought of retreating.

In early 1985, her hard work and dedication finally paid off.

The national team issued a notice, allowing her to become a member of the "National Diving Youth Training Group" and go to the capital to participate in training.

Gao Min, who came to the national team, felt novel about everything in front of him.

The living environment of the national team is completely different from that of the provincial sports school.

Since divers must ensure the high protein nutrition they need every day without consuming too much fat, seafood is included in two meals a day.

There are strict regulations on catering for the national team. The daily meal standard for each athlete is 30 yuan.

At this time, the average monthly salary of workers in the capital was only 180 yuan.

However, as food standards improve, training intensity is also increasing.

In the national team, each player must adhere to a strict schedule.

Get up at six in the morning and turn off the lights at ten in the evening.

The daily training time is more than eight hours, and there is only a half-day rest on Sunday afternoon.

Basically it’s training, eating, sleeping, competitions, and cultural classes.

Occasionally, a movie is shown in the training bureau, but only those over the age of 18 can watch it. Young players like Gao Min are not eligible.

Even the Spring Festival is the same, with at most an extra half day off.

No one can go home and must keep training.

On the afternoon of Lunar New Year's Eve in 1985, snow began to fall in the sky over Beijing.

This was the first time Gao Min saw snow.

This New Year's Eve was also the first time that she was not with her parents, but spent it in the training hall with other team members.

But what makes her particularly disappointed is that she just found out that she is a substitute trainer, so she does not have a team uniform.

When she originally entered the national team, she felt as if she was giving an explanation to herself, that is to say, she, Gao Min, had also been in the national team, so she had been there anyway, and it would be good to be able to wear the national team's uniform and return to the provincial team.

But the truth about the training completely broke her psychological balance and peace.

This is a helpless current situation. Our country’s long-standing method of selecting athletes is to select them level by level.

After children with sports talents are discovered, they are sent to higher-level sports schools on the recommendation of the grassroots sports department.

Every year, provincial sports committees send a large number of team members to the national sports committee for training.

After a period of training, only a few can finally stay in the national team.

So substitute training does not mean that Gao Min is a member of the national team, it just means that Gao Min still needs to prove himself through more stringent tests and competitions.

This New Year's Eve, there is another girl like Gao Min who will shine brightly in the mainland music scene in the future.

Looking at the falling snowflakes outside the window, I fell into a deep depression.

That is Zhang Qiang, a student from No. 205 Middle School in Haidian District.

(The pseudonym used previously was Zhang Jing. The chapter is locked and cannot be changed. Please correct it here)

Frankly speaking, her luck is not as good as Gao Min's.

Because her dream of being a singer not only suffered a heavy blow from the beginning, but also all her efforts were unrewarded.

In the summer vacation of 1984, she saw a performance organized by Ning Weimin at the Temple of Heaven Book Market, and was inspired by Cui Jian's singing, which gave her the courage to participate in the Haidian District Singer Competition.

At the competition site, she held the guitar her mother bought for her in her hand and jumped up and down to sing "Assorted Vegetables", a masterpiece of the American Carpenter brothers and sisters.

Unexpectedly, after singing the song, the judges were frightened.

You know, in this era, Li Guyi's "Nostalgic Love" can be criticized as a decadent piece of music.

Most of the participating singers at that time sang some red revolutionary songs or folk songs.

Even those who are daring can at best sing songs by Liu Wenzheng and Teresa Teng, which is already great.

Her English song "Assorted Dishes" was added in the middle. Although it was good, it was really ahead of its time.

It seemed so abrupt and out of place.

Even in the category of mavericks, it seems too much.

So in this competition, as many people expected, she did not achieve any results.

All she got from the judges was five words, "Go home and wait for notification."

The other contestants were whispering after she stepped off the stage.

"The singing is really good, but I guess it won't work."

"Why is there no chance?"

"People definitely don't want to do this. Unless it's folk songs and bel canto..."

If we say that this matter is over, even though Zhang Qiang is depressed, he will be able to adjust in a few days.

But what can drive people crazy the most is that God seems to have sent another opportunity into your hands.

Just when you were not prepared, he took the opportunity away from you and threw you on the ground in front of you, trampling you with his left and right kicks.

In this competition, Zhang Qiang actually did not gain anything at all.

An erhu player noticed her.

He also found her through private contact and invited her to participate in his troupe's performance.

So Zhang Qiang finally had the opportunity to participate in an official performance for the first time in SMX.

When she first appeared on the theater stage, she was captivated by the music and lights. She sang and danced.

Even using a microphone for the first time made her extremely excited.

But it is a pity that although the first performance received warm applause, there were still different voices.

Some audience members approached the organizer and said they did not like Zhang Qiang's performance and hoped that she would not appear on stage again in the next show.

In this way, Zhang Qiang was never given the opportunity to perform in the following stops, which made her deeply shocked.

After returning to the capital, the little girl didn't even want to go out to meet people, and she felt really depressed for a while.

Later, thanks to the guidance of her mother's colleagues in the orchestra, Zhang Qiang understood the reasons for her repeated setbacks.

Those uncles and aunts who specialize in music all say this, "Oh, girl, these songs you sing are so popular, how can most people accept them? Especially those in small places, they must be frightened by you."

For singing like yours, you can only sing in some music cafes in the south. Because that country is at the forefront of reform and opening up and accepts more foreign culture. Only the young people there can accept your singing style..."

Going south?

Zhang Qiang really had this idea, but she also knew that this matter was really unrealistic.

Not to mention that she is only a sophomore in high school and has not been able to leave school completely.

No matter how open-minded her mother is, no matter how much she supports her in fancy clothes or alternative singing styles.

I would not trust her to leave home alone for a long time and go to such a far place.

so what should I do now?

Isn't there a small stage in Beijing that can carry one's dreams and let one sing happily?

No, there is more.

Isn't Maxim's Restaurant a place like a foreign bar?

Otherwise, how could there be an avant-garde performance like the "Seven Plywood" band?

At the New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve, Zhang Qiang finally made a decision.

She asked her mother for help at the dinner table, hoping that her mother could help her contact the person in charge of Maxim's Restaurant to see if she could perform on stage there.

Not only young people are confused about the future, but middle-aged people are also confused.

This New Year's Eve, animation director Dai Tielang from the American Film Studio was not able to return to Shanghai to celebrate the Spring Festival.

Instead, he was anxiously waiting for important news about his cartoon "Black Cat Sheriff" in a hotel in Beijing.

Near noon, the production director finally came back, and the news he brought back made people breath a sigh of relief - the "green light" was passed.

But the production director's gloomy expression, without any hint of joy, still made Dai Tielang feel that there was something more to this matter.

After closing the door and asking, I found out that, sure enough, the five episodes of "Black Cat Sheriff" that had been produced had been conditionally released.

It is temporarily impossible for American Film Studio to continue to produce cartoons like "Black Cat Sheriff".

"Why?" Dai Tielang asked incredulously. "Everyone has seen this film, and the response has been very good, right? Especially children, there is no one who doesn't like it..."

"No, the controversy is still quite big. Some experts have different views on such a style and form. They think it is too commercial."

"Commercialization? What we are pursuing is commercialization. Aren't Japan's "Astro Boy" and "Jungle King" not commercialized? Isn't our purpose to fill the gap in domestic multi-episode cartoons?"

"Japan is Japan, we are us, I have explained it. But what experts say is that we should maintain our own national style and make more short films with a strong artistic style such as ink cartoons, so that we can win awards abroad."

"What are these words? Can't they see the difference between us and others? If we don't make some multi-episode cartoons that can interest and resonate with children, from now on TV will be full of foreign cartoons.

No, I have to talk to them."

"No, Lao Dai, don't be impulsive. This is the best result we can achieve. If you care too much, all our achievements will be in vain. To be honest, there are many

I don’t even want to tell you my opinion, just for fear of making you angry. For example, some people asked, how could a bullet turn around and hit an ear? Others criticized our cartoon for being too bloody and the plot being mysterious, and it was only for children.

It is a kind of absurd education. Some people even suggested that we are not nationalized and should put a dragon on the motorcycle where Sheriff Black Cat is sitting..."

Looking at the falling snowflakes outside the window, Dai Tielang couldn't help but feel sad, "Hey, we are stuck in our ways! This also ignores the changes in the external environment. Our Meiying Studio only has a production capacity of 400 minutes a year, and we still have to shoot artistic things. In the future, we can't

How can you argue with others?"

"That's not something you and I can consider. If you're not in your position, you're not in charge."

The production director patted Dai Tielang on the shoulder and looked at his watch, "Old Dai, let's talk about something practical. Now that the task is completed, our top priority now is to go to the train station together to see if we can get it back tomorrow.

Tickets for home..."

Some people feel shackles and cannot do anything about it, while others try their best to break free from the shackles.

In 1983, Zheng Yuanjie, who was transferred from an instrument factory to a children's literature publishing house, never gave up the possibility of pursuing distribution according to work and the goal of commercializing writing, even though she encountered obstacles everywhere.

For this reason, he unexpectedly wanted to create a magazine that would not publish other people's works, but only his own works.

He believes that this is necessary in order to show his true value and get the remuneration that should originally belong to him.

Only then could his toddler son move out of the tube building where steaming pressure cookers were everywhere in the corridor.

It should be said that in this era, Zheng Yuanjie is definitely a capable and courageous cultural entrepreneurial pioneer.

It's a pity that most people can't see others being innovative, even if it doesn't interfere with their own business.

So the more Zheng Yuanjie is obsessed with this matter, the more people will laugh at her.

No matter which publication's editorial team he went to, the reply he heard most often was, "Zheng Yuanjie, have you written too many fairy tales? What you said is simply impossible. Unless the sun comes out from the west."

In this way, Zheng Yuanjie's "overestimation of his capabilities" and "whimsical" made him the laughing stock of many literati.

Coupled with the fact that he did not graduate from elementary school, it became a big joke.

For this reason, more than one person has publicly criticized Zheng Yuanjie, saying that she was just someone who got into the cultural ranks.

It wasn't until this New Year's Eve in 1985 that Zheng Yuanjie returned to his hometown of Taiyuan and met his friend Zhao Yanping, who worked in the Shanxi Youth League system, that things began to turn around.

Zheng Yuanjie thought that the league system could run children's newspapers and periodicals, so she blurted out to this friend when they met.

"Want to get rich? If we want to get rich, let's start a publication together."

To be honest, Zhao Yanping was extremely surprised when he heard Zheng Yuanjie's thoughts.

Because he had never heard of this method and form, and it was even more difficult to imagine.

Can Zheng Yuanjie bear the burden of relying on one person to support a publication?

How strong is the vitality of a publication if only one person supports it?

What if the subscription fee is charged and the manuscript cannot be published?

At that time, even if you want to refund the money to readers across the country, you won't be able to do it.

Who can handle it?

The risk is too great!

"Old Zhao, the sales of magazines that have published and serialized my works have increased. Although they don't say it, I know that my works have brought them profits..."

"Brother, don't worry, I will never give up my choice. Even if I can't write it, I can find someone else to compile it for you and ensure that it can be published on time..."

But even though this idea sounds so unrealistic.

But because Zheng Yuanjie patted his chest and made such a promise, Zhao Yanping was eventually infected by his good friend's persistence, confidence and enthusiasm. He still promised to try to apply with his supervisor after the Spring Festival.

In this way, the careers of Zheng Yuanjie and Zhao Yanping reached a critical crossroads.

It's just that at this moment, they are far from realizing this.


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