Chapter 176 The secret room covered in three inches of dust
"How about this? Can this interview be edited into a film?"
With a crackle, Jiang Shan and Zhang Lu met, and two cigarettes lit up.
"It's hard to say," Zhang Lu looked confused:
"It would have been easier to handle it like the previous films "Havoc in Heaven" and "Nezha Hao Hai", but this "Nine-Colored Deer" movie has not been made after all, so I guess the station will not arrange it."
"That's right," Jiang Shan expressed understanding: "When I get back, I'll figure out how to write."
"Jiang Shan, are you free in the next few days?" What Zhang Lu was most concerned about at this moment was: "How about going to Yanjing with me?"
"Going to Yanjing? What's wrong?"
"I just received the news this morning," Zhang Lu said with a mysterious look on his face: "Mayumi and Kurihara Komaki will be here in a while."
"real or fake,"
After hearing the news, Jiang Shan choked out a puff of smoke: "Is it because of "The Hunt" and "Looking Homeward"?"
"It must be so. Gutai specifically asked me to inform you."
Having said this, Zhang Lu quickly looked around and realized that he had a 70% or 80% understanding of the appearance of an underground party contact: "According to insiders, Mother Deng will personally receive her."
"The specifications are so high?"
"So are you going or not?"
"That's all you have to ask?" This matter can be avoided for a long time: "I have to go."
"That's just right. Let's make an appointment for departure and go together then."
The two of them were chatting about each other, when Director Wang Xiang walked out of the unit door.
"Xiao Jiang, this matter today is really troublesome for you and this TV station comrade."
Jiang Shan smiled and patted Zhang Lu on the shoulder: "It's okay, Director Wang. Xiao Zhang is my friend. I will help wherever I can."
When Zhang Lu heard this, he smiled sincerely: "Director Wang, you have forgotten that I was the one who recorded the scene where Mr. Gong played the guqin."
"Oh, it turns out we are old acquaintances at the Meiying Studio,"
After a burst of laughter, Director Wang took Jiang Shan's arm and asked: "Xiao Jiang, can you publish an article about Lao Qian and "Nine Colored Deer"?"
"No problem, leave this matter to me, Mr. Qian," Jiang Shan told Director Wang to just rest assured: "However, the subject matter of "Nine-Colored Deer" is so good, it is a pity that it cannot be made into a film."
"There's nothing we can do about it. China Film only gives the factory so much money every year," Director Wang also had a headache:
"The subject of dismounting with him back then was not bad. Without a suitable reason, it was really difficult to start this thing."
"Understood," Jiang Shan nodded to express his understanding: "I'm not afraid to wait for a good movie."
Three people in three directions.
Among them, Jiangshan is the fastest.
Looking at the disappearing figure of Comrade Xiao Jiang, Wang Xiang repeatedly thought about the last words he said:
Good movie...don't be afraid to wait?
hiss?
With the sound of bicycle bells on the street, Director Wang, who was concentrating on his bicycle, soon forgot what he was waiting for.
I hurriedly and slowly rushed to report back to the company. The first thing I said when passing by the communication room was: "Master Lu, is anyone looking for me?"
"Isn't it right there?" Master Lu raised his hand and pointed: "It's so obvious that you can't even see it?"
Jiang Shan quickly turned around and looked: "Hey, I didn't mention my second brother, is there anyone else?"
"No, it's not in my registration book anyway."
According to the reply Jiangshan received a few days ago, Yu Minhong should have arrived!
Jiang Shan felt a little worried. It was almost time to get off work. He couldn't wait forever!
"Master Lu," he could only tell the concierge: "If someone who looks like a student comes to me in a while, just ask him to get on the sidewalk."
"I've made a note of it, and you can go about your business."
Carrying a black leather bag, Comrade Jiangshan wandered to the second brother's territory.
At this moment, a plump old hen squatted on the wall next to the "Happy Coke" advertisement.
After seeing the figure of the third child, Comrade Jiang He immediately handed over the pen: "You came just in time, it's time to write."
"give it to me."
Each stroke is a matter of skill, and the four advertising styles of "Single deposits and lump sums" were written by Jiangshan Huabi.
After that, he still took two steps back to admire it: "Perfect!"
"Well," Jiang Hete made a few serious gestures in the air: "I still have to practice for a while!"
"What time do you plan to draw until today?"
"Retreat as soon as the sun sets."
“What time is the movie?”
"Eight o'clock!"
"Brother, do you want one?"
"Point."
Soon, Jiang Shan lit two cigarettes and stuffed one into his second child: "Today, I went to interview an old gentleman who is also a painter."
Jiang He said absently, "Yeah."
"He once went to Dunhuang to copy and paint the Mogao Grottoes murals for dozens of days."
"Oh?" Jiang He's brush paused for a moment. He often heard Jiang Shan mention the legend of Dunhuang murals on weekdays, but he also felt a little yearned for it.
"While staying in the cave," Jiang Shan flicked the cigarette ashes in his hand.
I don’t know why, but after hearing this today, my heart has been filled with panic:
"The old gentleman and his colleagues accidentally discovered a secret room with an area of only two square meters."
Finally, Jiang He stopped painting completely: "Did you find the treasure?"
"Ha," Jiang Shan smiled bitterly. Is there anything more precious than a mural?
"According to local people, that small area was where the painter slept!"
"Live in a cave?"
"Not only did he live in a cave, but he also lived there for decades. He worked hard all his life, and at the end of the day, he even made it easy for a bunch of robbers!"
"well!"
"The old gentleman from the American Film Studio also lay in this secret room covered with three inches of dust for a while," Jiang Shan asked himself that he couldn't do this:
"After that, he vowed to incorporate the style of the murals into his own works as much as possible."
After a while, the second brother finally turned and looked at Jiang Shan: "What is the name of his work?"
"Nine-colored deer? It's a very beautiful deer. You'll know later when I develop the photo."
"Give me a big one."
"Okay, I like big ones too."
After a period of silence, Jiang He suddenly said: "Son of a bitch, bandit!"
Jiang Shan then stomped out the cigarette butt: "If you say it's a fucking dog, even the dog will protest."
"Excuse me,"
Suddenly, a trembling voice came from behind: "Excuse me...who is Editor Jiang?"
"Here we come," Jiang Shan changed his fresh expression for a second: "It's classmate Yu Minhong, we have been waiting for you for a long time."
"I, um, I'm really sorry, Brother Jiang," Yu Minhong, who looked honest and humble, became even more nervous:
"The Pujiang River is so big that I didn't know the road, so I looked in the wrong direction in a hurry."
As soon as he heard the other party calling him eldest brother, Jiang Shan immediately became happy: "Didn't I ask you to call the newspaper first?"
"Hey," Yu Minhong, who was slightly indifferent, scratched his hair and said, "I forgot."
By this time, his thick, angry hair had already been soaked with sweat, and his small eyes, without the benefit of glasses, were somewhat agile.
"Are you hungry?" Jiang Shan really looked like the big brother next door: "Let's go, I'll take you to the cafeteria to eat first."
"This... won't trouble you!"
"What's the trouble," Jiang Shante said naturally: "Student Yu, if you have any learning difficulties in the future, just come to the newspaper office and see me. You don't have to be restrained by me, remember?"
"Hey, I remembered it, thank you Brother Jiang!"
The cafeteria of Oriental Metropolis Daily looks small, only the size of a classroom.
However, the food prepared is quite rich.
At this time, it was already past the time to get off work, and most of the people who came to the canteen to eat were night editors working overtime.
Comrades in twos and threes sat scattered.
In a short while, Jiang Shan brought three meals.
There was an aluminum box full of meat and vegetables, and classmate Yu Minhong was so nervous that she never dared to move her chopsticks.
"Eat." Looking at the nervous look on the future boss's face, Jiang Shan was amused: "How old are you this year?"
"17."
"I have a sister as old as you?"
"Oh? She also took the college entrance examination this year?"
"Not only did I participate," Jiang Shan had already moved his chopsticks: "I also failed like you."
"it's a pity,"
After hearing this, Yu Minhong relaxed a lot, and followed Jiang Shan and picked up the chopsticks: "Will you take the exam again?"
"Of course," Jiang Shan glanced at his second brother who was engrossed in eating: "I will never give up until I get into college."
"Does your sister also have this idea?"
"She wants to switch to liberal arts," Jiang Shan answered half-heartedly, his eyes full of love:
"I asked someone to buy her a set of "Xu Guozhang English", hoping to help this child."
""Xu Guozhang English"?" Yu Minhong, who was about to attack as he aimed at the big row in the lunch box, suddenly stopped:
"I heard from the teacher that this book is a very rare English textbook. Your sister is really lucky."
"You are also lucky," Jiang He suddenly said, "He has also prepared a set for you."
"Ah," Classmate Yu was stunned upon hearing this: "You also prepared...a set for me?"
Yu Minhong, who had never seen an English column in any newspaper before, was immediately surprised by the "Daily English Corner" in Oriental Metropolis Daily.
Although I also worked as a substitute English teacher for one semester.
However, this did not prevent him from continuing to fail in the college entrance examination English.
Yu Minhong, who had no direction at first, realized after seeing the grammar analysis on the "Daily English Corner" that he had seen too few English textbooks.
With hope in mind, he wrote a letter to Oriental Metropolis Daily, trying to get more English question types that had been published in the past.
He didn't have any hope at first, but he didn't expect to receive a reply from the editor.
This made him extremely happy, and he immediately followed the address on the letter to find her.
Facing Yu Minhong's small and bright eyes, Jiang Shan tapped the lunch box with chopsticks: "Eat first, then follow me to the office after dinner."
"Why,"
The other party responded loudly: "Thank you, brother editor."
After that, every time he took a few mouthfuls of rice, he would raise his head and smile at Jiangshan.
He has almost concluded that the editor Jiang in front of him must be his noble person.
In the future, I would be so lucky if I could become a pen pal with the editor of Pujiang Newspaper.
"Brother Jiang,"
On the way to the office side by side, Yu Minhong mustered up the courage to ask: "Can I write to you often in the future?"
"Okay," Jiang Shan put his hands in his pockets and walked carefully: "Whether it is now or after you are admitted to college, you can write to me."
"Do you also think I can get into college?"
"Of course, as long as you are willing to endure hardships, let alone get into college," Jiang Shan reached out and turned on the light in the office: "Even becoming a university teacher will be no problem."
At this moment, Yu Minhong did not dare to think that way: "As long as I can get into the Normal College, I will be very satisfied."
"Here, here are all the exercises and analyzes that our newspaper has published before,"
Jiang Shan knew better than him whether he could be admitted to the Normal College: "There is also this, "Xu Guozhang English"."
At this time, Yu Minhong's face was flushed with excitement, and he couldn't wait to open the exercise book in his hand.
The exercises that catch your eye are as bright as jewels: "There are also mathematics and physics..."
"I don't know which subjects you are going to take," Jiang Shan really didn't know, "so I've prepared every subject for you."
Yu Minhong looked at the exercise book in his hand, and then looked at "Xu Guozhang English" that even school teachers couldn't buy.
The words of gratitude that filled my heart were stuck in my throat, and I couldn't get a single word out.
After a while, he said: "Brother Jiang...Jiang, I...I will remember your goodness for the rest of my life!"
"Don't say anything when you meet outsiders in the future," Jiang Shan patted the 17-year-old young man in front of him: "You are the same age as my sister. If you can help me, I will definitely help."
"I……"
Seeing these words, Yu Minhong, who was originally honest and honest, began to shed tears in his small eyes: "I..."
"Okay, didn't I tell you not to say anything out of the ordinary?"
Jiang Shan lowered his head and looked at his watch: "Do you usually like watching movies?"
"Um?"
"Let's go, I'll take you to the best cinema in Pujiang to watch a movie!"
"It won't be too troublesome, right?" Yu Minhong succeeded in a second. His eyes were full of tears just now, but he started shaking and yelling again:
"Otherwise, I will wait for you outside the cinema."
"What are you talking about?"
Jiang Shan really likes a big boss like Yu Minhong who knows how to advance and retreat: "You will stay in the duty room of the newspaper office tonight..."
After saying that, he put his arms around Brother Yu's shoulders and walked out: "Hurry up, don't miss the start of the movie, my second brother and sister-in-law are still there waiting for us."
"Hey, okay,"
While talking, Yu Minhong had already consciously jumped on Comrade Jiang Shan's bicycle.
After shaking left and right for several times, Jiang Shan finally took control of the car, and then pretended to be relaxed and asked: "Have you seen Zorro?"
Yu Minhong, who was about to jump out of the car within a second, wiped the sweat from his forehead: "What?"
"Don't just focus on studying, you should also relax properly."
"After I go back this time," Yu Minhong feels that he doesn't need to relax: "I'm going to study in a closed-door English training class in Jiangyin."
“This kind of learning institution is rare nowadays.”
"What...agency?"
"Haha, it's a specialized cram school."
"They just opened it this year and only admitted 40 students. I almost didn't go."
"Yes, the teachers in this school are quite forward-thinking..."
The ride to the cinema was smooth at first.
They soon discovered that the closer they got to their destination, the more people there were.
In the end, Jiang Shan simply gave up the driving position to Yu Minhong.
"It's so late, but there are still so many people." Yu Minhong had never seen this battle before: "In our place, you can't see anyone on the road after eight o'clock."
"It's not like this normally. Isn't it because of the "Zorro" that just came out?"
At this moment, Jiang Shan looked at the endless bicycles on the sidewalk, and his head was spinning.
Just when I thought I had to force it in, I suddenly heard a bang.
Soon, the bicycles lined up in front of me fell over like dominoes.
"Third brother," Jiang He shouted from a distance, "pull the car over."
"coming!"
Jiang Shan never expected that even now, there would be times when he couldn't find a parking space.
"Brother, is he the student you mentioned?"
Today, the second sister-in-law invited guests to watch a movie. Jiang Chuan and Ying Ruhua went out early to wait.
"Stop mumbling," Jiang Shan pulled the little girl's ponytail as usual: "I told you two to watch "Zorro" another day!"
"No, it's not as scary as you say."
"Oh, let's wait and see."
Jiang Shan stopped talking and arranged for Yu Minhong to sit next to him.
According to the order in which the second sister-in-law distributed the movie tickets, the second movie tonight was the one that he focused on.
After everyone sat down, Yu Minhong quietly looked around.
Only then did I realize that this seemingly large cinema actually had a second floor.
After looking at it silently, classmate Yu began to think about life secretly.
I don’t know how high the cutoff score of Pujiang Teachers College is?
Just when I was wondering, suddenly, the lights above my head all dimmed.
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