Chapter 140 Movies escorted by the Ministry of Culture
"Three brands of film were shot together?" Jiang Shan was quite surprised when he heard this.
Before, I only knew that "Little Flower" was a film that was shown in color and black and white.
I thought it was some director's imaginative artistic expression technique, but I didn't expect that this art was forced out of real life.
Director Zhang Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "You haven't heard of it, right? We still can't imagine what the effect of the film will be like."
At that time, several of the main creators looked at the various films collected by the photographers and figured out a way.
That is, when the film enters the memories and tragic war plot, all black and white films are used.
The rest of the plot was arranged on precious color film.
Especially after entering the Huangshan Scenic Area, basically every plot consumes a large amount of color film.
The movie "Little Flower" is adapted from the novel "Heroes of Tongbai".
It tells the story of a poor family in Tongbai Mountain District who was forced to sell their biological daughter Xiaohua in 1930.
Later, he adopted a baby girl left by the Red Army and named her Xiaohua.
More than ten years later, in the smoke of the Liberation War.
When Liu Xiaoqing, who was seriously injured while trying to save Xiaohua Chen Chong, kept calling "brother, brother" before his death.
Only then did Tang Guoqiang realize that his sister had always been by his side.
"Don't tell me yet," Jiang Shan looked at his interview notes: "Just listening to it makes me think it's very graphic. This kind of shooting technique may become the biggest feature of this movie in the future."
"Really?" Director Zhang immediately said happily: "You think so too?
"Of course," Jiang Shan was very sure of his point of view: "This arrangement is very innovative and allows the people to see the progress of our country's films!"
"The...progress of our country's films," Director Zhang's eyes gradually glowed with starlight: "That's so good."
Suddenly, the door that had been kept ajar was pushed open, and assistant director Huang Jianzhong walked in with the three protagonists.
"You are here just in time," Director Zhang stood up and greeted, "This is reporter Jiang from Pujiang's Oriental Metropolis Daily..."
Jiang Shan stepped forward with a smile and shook hands with everyone one by one.
The three male and female protagonists are all smiling.
Who would have thought at this moment that these three young people who looked a little shy were in front of them.
They will become the team to play Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty, Wu Zetian and the last empress in the future.
When he was young, Tang Guoqiang looked even more handsome than on the screen.
However, the originator of the butter shop had just returned from the army to lose weight.
Although I'm tanned, I still have some milk left.
Like Jiangshan, every smile has a row of white teeth.
Eighteen-year-old Chen Chong has a plump nose and big eyes.
As tender as an onion.
At this moment, he rubbed his big braids nervously.
When he and Liu Xiaoqing, who is in their 20s, stand together, they both look the same pure and earthy.
But the most touching thing about these two people is that they both have big eyes that can talk.
The kind that you can fall in love with just one look at it.
Compared with them, the assistant director Huang Jianzhong next to him is much more experienced.
Jiang Shan couldn't help but look at the other person a few more times.
It turns out that this is what Uncle Huang looked like when he was young.
Very ordinary, but better than shrewd and diligent.
His presence is indispensable in every aspect of the crew.
The success of the movie "Little Flower" not only made the three leading actors possible, but also put Director Huang on the road to becoming famous.
At this moment, he smiled and said to Zhang Zheng: "Director Zhang, I just watched it. Xiaoqing can actually kneel down to carry a stretcher."
Zhang Zheng quickly looked at Liu Xiaoqing: "Really? Is it really possible?"
It turned out that Liu Xiaoqing, who had been kneeling for several days, kept telling Director Zhang: It is impossible to carry a stretcher while kneeling.
"There should be no problem," Liu Xiaoqing's eyes widened again: "I practiced again this morning!"
"Taking advantage of the good weather today," Zhang Zheng decided decisively: "Let's film this scene first."
The duo of "Oriental Metropolis Daily" keeps up with the organization and does not fall behind.
Jiangshan got his wish and captured Liu Xiaoqing's feat of kneeling and climbing a hundred-step ladder while carrying a stretcher.
"You're so kneeling!" Ding Lingling turned her eyes and couldn't bear to look at him.
"No," Jiang Shan looked at the uneven stone steps and suddenly felt his teeth drop.
But, the next second, Director Zhang shouted: "Stop, do it again."
"Did the photographer forget to press the machine just now?"
I have been paying attention to Jiang Shan during the filming and couldn’t help but talk to myself.
I thought this was the reason why the director stopped it.
"I didn't press the switch on purpose," a figure next to him explained in a low voice: "Liu Xiaoqing basically only takes the second shot to get into the movie, so in order to save film, the director often doesn't turn on the first shot."
"It turns out he has some skills," Jiang Shan immediately thanked the talkative man in a low voice.
Only then did he realize that the man next to him was actually Ge Cunzhuang, Ge You's father.
"It's you, Teacher Ge," Jiang Shan immediately called to Xiao Ding to take a group photo of them: "Today, I must take a photo with you."
Ge Cunzhuang plays two villains in "Little Flower".
Before this, he had already broken through the ranks with his role as the villain in "Xiao Bing Zhang Ga".
"You've already recognized me like this," Uncle Ge, who was wearing a mustache and a melon-pipe hat, took out a red apple and shook it at Jiang Shan: "The apple you gave me is really good, twice as sweet."
Jiang Shan couldn't help but laugh, these apples were indeed not bought in vain.
No, someone immediately came with the news.
On the way back, Jiang Shan saw the old farmer selling apples again and hurried over to weigh him.
He would have never imagined that as soon as he came down the mountain, the crew of "Little Flower" on the mountain received a telegram from Beijing Film Studio.
【War movie? Landscape movie? All remade!】
It turned out that after receiving the samples from the crew of "Little Flower" in the factory, I was disgusted by the pictures that were sometimes in black and white and sometimes in color.
A single word negates the efforts of the entire group.
Later, the crew, who had no choice but to send the samples directly to Chen Huangmei from the Ministry of Culture, escaped the danger of being shot.
After watching "Little Flower", he said something on the spot: "The movie is very good, but there is no need for others to review it. There are still a lot of sticks..."
The journey from Huangshan back to Pujiang was really tiring.
Jiang Shan fell asleep when he got home, and when he woke up again, he couldn't tell what time it was tonight.
"Xiao Bai, go," Jiang Shan, with his eyes closed, said to his eldest nephew who was driving a car on his lap: "Ask my third uncle, what time is it now?"
Jiang Xiaobai immediately climbed out of bed and asked while running: "What time is it now?..."
After a while, Jiang Hai walked into the house holding his son: "Third brother, wake up."
"Brother, why are you here again?"
"this is my house."
"Where's the second brother?"
"We went to promote family planning."
"Have you started painting yet?"
"It started yesterday, are you hungry?" Jiang Hai hugged his son and was reluctant to let go: "The rice mom left for you is still hot."
"I've been hungry for a long time," Jiang Shan was finally willing to open his eyes: "I woke up because of hunger."
At the dinner table, Jiang Shan took down the bowl that was upside down on the plate. The two dishes and the soup looked delicious.
"Third brother," Jiang Hai picked up a piece of cucumber for his younger brother: "Have you met Liu Xiaoqing?"
"I also saw Chen Chong," Jiang Shan muttered, wrapped in rice.
"Pretty?"
"Beautiful," Jiang Shan had to admit, youth is good: "The key is, you are young!"
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
"There are no ugly girls in the eighteenth century," said Father Jiang, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV and had rich experience.
"If you ask me, our Xiaochuan is the prettiest." Jiang's mother also began to express her opinion.
"Me?" Jiang Chuan laughed loudly in the back room: "Liu Xiaoqing is not as beautiful as me? Hahahaha."
Listening to his sister's laughter, Jiang Hai and Lao San decided not to discuss this topic anymore.
But I have to admit that the fourth child is indeed beautiful.
Jiang Haiqi opened a bottle of Happy Coke, and Father Jiang and Mother Jiang looked at it at the same time out of habit.
"One more bottle," Jiang Hai showed the cap of the bottle, showed it to both of them, and then threw it on the window sill.
"Why is this thing again?" Looking at the 7 or 8 bottle caps on the window sill, Jiang Ma couldn't help but muttered: "The neighbor next door is lucky. Your Uncle Li only bought 5 bottles, and every bottle costs another 50 cents."
"Really?" Jiang Shan didn't expect that Li Ruocheng would also join in the fun.
"No."
"I'll open a bottle and try it out later!"
The next second, someone knocked on the door: "Excuse me, does Comrade Jiang Shan live here?"
The boss standing at the door opened the door and saw a stranger, so he asked: "Are you...?"
"Comrade Xiao Li," Jiang Shan recognized the person at a glance: "Quickly, please come in."
The young man standing at the door was wearing a sea soul shirt and a blue jacket. He was the work clothes of Jiangning Toy Factory.
When I walked in, I was holding a red and blue striped woven bag in my hand.
"Dad, Mom, big brother," Jiang Shan quickly introduced: "This is Comrade Li Jinzhi, a technician from the Suzhou Toy Factory."
"Oh, Comrade Li hasn't eaten yet? I'll go make you a bowl of rice."
"No need to be busy, Auntie, I'm not hungry."
"What's the point of not eating? Just wait."
"Li Gong, please sit down first." Jiang Shan pulled out a chair for Li Jinzhi and said, "My mother is a good cook. You can eat more later."
"Manager Jiang, I brought you the finished toy." Li Jinzhi, who was serious about words, started talking as soon as he sat down.
After unzipping the woven bag, Li Jinzhi took out square packaging boxes.
The length, width and height are only 15 centimeters, so the texture of the carton cannot be compared with that of later generations.
It is neither stiff nor waterproof.
But fortunately, the outer packaging picture completely replicates Jiangshan’s design.
Monkey King, Third Prince, Afanti...
Jiang Shan opened one of the cartons and found a self-employed owner, a red panda, whose innocent appearance was exactly the same as the picture on the outer packaging.
"Not bad," Jiang Shan looked over and over: "The factory has started packaging."
"It hasn't started yet," Li Jinzhi said with a serious face: "After the first batch of packaging boxes were delivered, Director Jiang and I discussed it and decided to give them to you for review first."
Jiang Shan nodded heavily, and now he looked at the other party with approval.
Previously, when he was working at the Jiangning Toy Factory, Jiang Shan worked with technician Li Jinzhi from designing, making molds, pouring films... and after finding that the requirements were not met, he would re-make molds and pour films...
At that time, Jiang Shan felt that Li Jinzhi not only had skills and patience, but also had great skills.
There is no need for a grinding master to get started. Once the design drawings are drawn, you can do it all by yourself from start to finish.
And he has a good understanding. Basically, he can immediately understand the requirements expressed by Jiang Shan.
"Manager Jiang, please open it all and take a look." Li Jinzhi took the initiative to cooperate in opening the packaging box: "If there is no problem, we can start production and packaging at the same time when we go back to the factory."
"OK,"
Even if he didn't say anything, Jiang Shan would open the packages one by one and inspect them, even though they were all pre-moulded at the beginning.
But what's the harm in checking it one more time?
The goods Jiangshan ordered from Jiangning Toy Factory were said to be toys, but in fact they were more like figurines in the future.
Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai moved next to their third uncle at some point.
Every time the third uncle opens an animated toy, he looks at it carefully and then hands it to the two children.
At this moment, the two children with crooked smiles had their little hands too busy.
"Yes, all the products are qualified," Jiang Shan then warned: "Remember, we must strictly produce according to the order quantity."
"Don't worry, I'm personally watching every process," Li Jinzhihui reported: "Even when the packaging boxes are delivered to the factory, they are counted and recorded according to the packaging diagram."
"With Li Gong watching over me, I won't have to worry." Jiang Shan became more and more satisfied as he listened. It was true that he had been frank with him for several days.
"Comrade Xiao Li, are you used to eating egg fried rice?" As she spoke, Jiang Ma brought a large plate of fried rice to the table.
After saying "thank you" several times, Li Jinzhi scooped up a large spoonful of egg fried rice.
After chewing it only two or three times, my eyes immediately brightened up, and I ate it with big mouthfuls. It was so delicious.
Seeing him gobbling up food, all Jiang Shan could think of was...
He must be really hungry!
"Here, have a bottle of Coke," Jiang Hai handed over a bottle of Happy Coke.
"Oh, thank you!"
"Gong Li, have you decided where to stay tonight?"
"I haven't started thinking about it yet," Li Jinzhi really didn't have time to think about it, so he was a little confused for a moment.
"Come with me later," Jiang Hai glanced at his watch. He was going to arrange for the other party to stay at the guest house of the Cultural Affairs Bureau.
The next day, when Jiang Shan arrived at the newspaper office, he first stood at the advertising wall outside and looked at it.
Although it has not yet been completed, the words "Family planning is everyone's responsibility," are clearly visible.
After that, he got into the chief editor's office by himself.
"Editor-in-Chief Jiang," Jiang Shan said early in the morning with a cheerful face: "Did you have something to say to me last night?"
Jiang Hai put one hand on his desk: "When you go out for interviews, Deputy Director Dai comes around every day."
"If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten it." Only then did Jiang Shan remember this incident: "How about it? Did they come up with the result after their discussion?"
"The location of the trade fair is set to be in the West Hall of the Pujiang Exhibition Hall," Jiang Hai said directly: "About three thousand square meters."
"So big?" Jiang Shan really didn't expect it.
"Have you forgotten what you said that day? The richer the products, the better..."
This is for sure. With products from more than ten manufacturers, how can it be called a trade fair?
The level of the vegetable market is not enough!
"So, the bureau has agreed that our newspaper will take the lead in hosting it?"
Jiang Hai nodded: "But they have requirements for us, and they only have to succeed..."
"Can't fail!" Jiangshan doesn't want to fail either.
"Boss," Jiang Shan immediately got into work mode: "Let's quickly put together a set of trade fair investment plans, and then it's time to watch the scene..."
Thinking about it, Jiang Hai felt that it was unnecessary: "Tell me, why did you agree to Dai Ju? What a waste of time."
"If you don't help Dai Ju, who can I help? This time I went to Huangshan for an interview, thanks to a phone call."
"I didn't say I wouldn't help, but I'm getting into trouble."
Jiang Hai was afraid that if he failed to help, he would cause a lot of trouble.
After all, in his view, the newer the item, the better it will be marketed.
There are so many old items accumulated in the warehouse, it makes me nervous just thinking about them!
"My Editor-in-Chief Jiang," Jiang Shan thought this was a good job:
"If we help the bureau accomplish this, let alone the bureau, we will give it a big credit. After gaining experience, our newspaper can also organize its own trade fairs!"
“Organize your own trade fair?”
"right!"
In the next two years, Chief Editor Jiang will soon discover that various trade fairs will appear in Pujiang City...
But at that time, who can guarantee that we will only make profits and not lose money?
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