Chapter 209 Sales Champion

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 Ouch, why didn’t these three people inform me in advance? Jiang Ma cursed secretly in her heart.

Looking at the pretty girl in front of her, the smile on Jiang's mother's face became more and more kind.

In Jiang's mother's eyes, the relationship between her younger son and this girl is not simple at all.

No matter what colleague, she will not be fooled easily.

"San'er," Jiang Ma greeted enthusiastically, "hurry up and take your... colleagues to sit in the back room."

"Mom," Jiang Shan could tell what his mother was thinking at a glance: "You go about your business, she will sit down for a while and then leave."

"How can you sit for a while and then leave?" Jiang Ma ignored her son, looked at Yu Sigui and said with a smile, "Stay for dinner later and try my handicrafts."

"She won't stay..."

Jiang Shan had only finished speaking when Yu Sigui's pretty hand was already twisting on his back.

"Okay, auntie," Yu Sigui tried his best not to laugh too hard: "Do you want my help?"

After saying that, he looked at the big basin on the ground.

Liu Xiaoqing, who was looking at her outfit before, happened to catch Yu Sigui's gaze.

"We're almost done here," Liu Xiaoqing said with a smile, "You'll be responsible for eating soon!"

"That's so embarrassing!"

There was a click.

The two lesbians turned their heads together.

Jiang Shan, holding a camera, smiled like a big sunflower.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," he smiled and pressed the shutter again towards Liu Xiaoqing.

"Hey, hey," Liu Xiaoqing immediately raised his arms to cover his face: "If you dare to publish this photo of me in the newspaper, look carefully at your legs."

"Don't worry," Jiang Shan couldn't bear to part with it. He had to keep it for future use: "I'll keep it myself."

"whispering sound!"

This sounded okay, Liu Xiaoqing smiled and rolled his eyes at him.

"She doesn't want to, but I do."

Chen Peisi, who had just finished her work, threw a cigarette aside and said, "Jiang Shan, you can also interview me later."

Although the upcoming movie is a small production, it is still a movie starring himself.

Before the movie "Looking at the Family" was released, everyone from the leadership of Yan Film Studio to the crew director and even several actors felt that their film would not make much splash.

So, the whole scene was filmed without any pressure.

Everyone's performance was so natural, it was like having a family time together.

At this moment, Jiang He, Jiang Shan and Chen Peisi were standing together, smoking and looking at the bright red words "Happy" on the glass.

"Jiangshan..." Chen Peisi faintly exhaled a wisp of smoke: "Xiao Qing and I's movie will be released in a few days. Do you think...will anyone spend money to watch it?"

In today's market, you either have to make a big war movie, or you have to go the confusing spy route.

It's really rare to see a short-format family movie like "Looking at the Family".

Jiang Shan smiled: "Are you starting to worry now?"

It won't be long before Chen Peisi will understand how popular her first movie can be!

This comedy movie, which has not been released for a long time, made the leading actor Chen Peisi jump into people's sight.

When he thought that he still had some scenes in this movie, Jiang Shan patted him: "In my opinion, this movie is still very interesting."

"Seriously?" Chen Peisi's eyes lit up, and then she turned off again: "Don't comfort me, not even my dad dares to vouch for it."

"I can guarantee you that if you win, you will promise me one thing."

"What's up?"

"Save it first!"

"No problem," Chen Peisi said happily: "It doesn't matter whether we win or not, as long as it's your country's business, I will definitely do it!"

"terrific,"

Jiang Shan threw away the cigarette butt and stamped it out: "Let's go, let's satisfy your request first."

"My request? What is it?"

"Interview!"

"You really want to interview me?"

Chen Peisi stretched her neck and grinned, looking like she was laughing.

In Jiangshan's eyes, he really looked like a "cop and thief".

The two of them sat face to face in the small courtyard of Jiangshan's house, looking very formal.

The few people watching the excitement around, some picking vegetables, some eating melon seeds... basically kept quiet.

From Jiang Shan's perspective, it looked a bit like the recording scene of the "Artistic Life" interview program.

"Don't be nervous," Jiang Shan said, holding a small notebook in his hands, "just chat like usual."

"Hey, I will definitely cooperate!"

Chen Peisi nodded, placed her hands flat on her thighs, and even her smile looked unnatural.

In order to prevent himself from laughing out loud, Jiang Shan tried his best to avoid his eyes: "I heard that you were in the Construction Corps before?"

"I've been here for several years," Chen Peisi said with her hands still on her knees: "When I was 15, I went to Inner Mongolia with my dad and stayed there for four years."

"Well," Jiang Shan asked while writing, "Do you like that?"

"I go there to do work, how can I like it!"

"In other words," Jiangshan friendly reminder: "If you say that, I wouldn't dare log you out."

"We are here to build the motherland," Chen Peisi said clearly: "As long as we can do a good job, we will be very satisfied!"

"The conditions there must be very difficult, right?"

"Don't mention it," Chen Peisi twisted her eyebrows and shook her head: "Basically, I never had a few full meals. I remember one time when I went home to visit relatives, I hugged my dad as soon as I entered the door: Dad, I'm starving to death.

!”

Seeing what he said, Jiang Ma, who was sitting beside her, instantly blushed.

After giving Jiang Shan a distressed look, he walked quietly towards the small kitchen.

"What will your father do after hearing this?" Jiang Shan continued to ask.

"What can I do?" Chen Peisi smiled bitterly: "It's okay to go back to where you came from. He was very embarrassed at the time."

"Um!"

"But..." Chen Peisi looked around sheepishly: "You can't write like that!"

Jiang Shan nodded and wrote a line in a small notebook: Although the conditions are very difficult, Comrade Chen Peisi is still working hard and persevering.

"I heard from the leader of your unit that you have a talent for acting?"

"I'm not bragging to you, I've loved acting since I was a child." When she said this, Chen Peisi obviously relaxed a lot: "When I was in the Corps, I applied for the local art troupe and drama troupe."

"Passed the exam?"

"How could it be possible at that time? With my father's connections, I wouldn't be accepted anywhere."

"But it can be considered that a bad thing has turned into a good thing," Jiang Shan smiled: "Otherwise, you will not be able to enter the Bayi Studio in the future."

"That's true."

"Were you ever nervous when you were filming "Look at This Family"?"

"I was a little nervous at first, after all, I have never been a leading actor," Chen Peisi said more seriously:

"In order to make the film well, I studied a lot of character analysis and psychological logic myself, and then posted them all on the bedside. I had to read them again before going to bed every day to be able to fall asleep..."

Liu Xiaoqing, who was sitting aside, grabbed a handful of melon seeds in his hand.

After hearing what Chen Peisi said, the originally smiling face gradually fell into deep thought.

If it hadn't been for Jiang Shan's interview, she would never have believed that the usually cheerful Chen Peisi could be so persistent.

"Okay," Jiang Shan nodded to Chen Peisi while writing down the last line.

"Is this the end?"

"Just wait with peace of mind. After "Look at This Family" is released, you will receive a copy of "Oriental Metropolis Daily"."

"There will be news introducing me?" Chen Peisi's little eyes widened in anticipation.

"That's right," Jiang Shan had already raised the camera: "It will also be accompanied by a beautiful photo of you."

As soon as she saw the camera in the other person's hand, Chen Peisi immediately sat upright and said, "If you had told me earlier, I would have changed my clothes."

"It's okay," Jiang Shan pressed twice: "You have such a handsome face, no matter what clothes you wear... you can't hold it down."

The few people around them all pursed their lips and laughed.

Yu Sigui took the initiative to tilt his head towards Liu Xiaoqing: "The movie you made with him was a comedy?"

Liu Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said softly: "Well, you can see it in two days."

Yu Sigui looked at Chen Peisi and nodded: "I think his image is really suitable for comedy."

"We all think so," Liu Xiaoqing covered her mouth and laughed: "This skirt on you looks really nice. Where did you buy it?"

"Do you like it?" Yu Sigui's eyes lit up, remembering the costumes in "Lushan Love": "Wait until next year, you can go to Jiangshan to buy them."

"Buy it with Jiangshan?" Liu Xiaoqing immediately remembered the time when Jiangshan bought clothes for him: "He also bought the clothes you are wearing for you?"

"Well... that's right."

"I understand," Liu Xiaoqing looked at the other party deeply: "Jiang Shan's eyes are indeed speechless."

In the evening, Courtyard No. 51 became obviously lively.

After get off work, after get off work, after school, after school...

Today happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, so Jiang Shan combined his own dining table with that of Uncle Li's family.

The two families sat in the small courtyard to eat together, and their legs and feet suddenly relaxed a lot.

Compared to previous Mid-Autumn Festivals, this meal was obviously more festive.

The two children had to sit next to their third uncle, and Jiang Shan happily sat between them.

"children,"

Jiang Shan held one hand in each hand and rubbed the heads of the two children: "Today, you two must thank someone."

The people around the dinner table all became quiet at this moment, especially curious about who Jiang Shan was talking about.

"That one is Third Uncle's good friend," Jiang Shan pointed at Chen Peisi and said:

"He traveled all the way from Yanjing to bring you two a set of books, a set of very interesting books..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Peisi gave Liu Xiaoqing a proud look.

Jiang Shan seemed to prefer Chen Peisi's book set to the pair of pressure water bottles brought by Liu Xiaoqing.

"Third Uncle," Jiang Xiaoyu asked crisply, "What kind of book is it?"

Jiang Shan and Chen Peisi said together: "One hundred thousand whys!"

"That's it," Jiang Hai was delighted when he heard this: "This book is now a popular product, and Pujiang has long sold out!"

Jiang Shan is also paying attention to this set of books. It is said that this book is from Pujiang Children's Publishing House.

Unfortunately, before the book was printed, most of it was ordered by the capital.

In addition, all parts of the country had to be evenly distributed, which led to the glorious record of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" being sold out as soon as it was launched in Pujiang.

In the following years, "One Hundred Thousand Whys" was almost always in constant reprint, and its sales volume has always been unmatched by any book.

"The third child,"

Li Ruocheng, who was about to catch the fish, looked at Jiangshan and asked: "You want to buy "One Hundred Thousand Whys"? Why didn't you tell me?"

"What's wrong, Uncle Li? Do you have this book at home?"

Under Jiang Xiaobai's eager gaze, Jiang Shan put a meatball into Xiaoyu's bowl.

"My family has had this book for a long time," Li Ruocheng clicked his tongue, looking pity for Jiangshan.

"Stop tutting," my wife Li Huaiying said, pointing to the two children: "They can't even watch our version of "One Hundred Thousand Whys"."

"Why?"

At the same dinner table, several people were asking this question.

"Oh," Li Ruocheng seemed to remember something at this moment: "How could I forget this?"

"Why?" Jiang Shante asked curiously: "Isn't it Ye Yonglie's version?"

"No," Li Huaiying remembers most clearly: "It's the 1970 edition."

Li Ruocheng also laughed: "A very unique version."

"You actually have a 70's version of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" at home," Jiang Shan's eyes suddenly lit up: "After dinner later, you must lend it to me."

"Do you want to see it?" Li Ruocheng looked at Jiang Shan strangely: "Then...I will help you find it in a while."

At this moment, except for Li Ruocheng and his wife, everyone at the dinner table looked at each other curiously.

No one knows why Jiang Shan is so curious about "One Hundred Thousand Whys" published in 1970.

At this moment, only Ying Ruhua was busy picking up food for Jiang Xiaobai.

Liu Xiaoqing and Yu Sigui, across the dining table, glanced at Jiang Chuan and Ying Ruhua from time to time.

Including Chen Peisi, no one expected that Jiang Shan's family would have such a pair of beautiful sisters.

"Is there anything special about "One Hundred Thousand Whys" published in 1970?" Jiang Hai couldn't help but ask: "I remember the author of this book is Ye Yonglie!"

Because "PHS's Journey into the Future" was being serialized by "Pujiang Daily", Comrade Jiang Hai learned about the author Ye Yonglie's past.

You wouldn’t know if you didn’t look it up, but once you looked it up, you found out that this person is actually the author of “One Hundred Thousand Whys”.

"The author of this book is indeed Ye Yonglie," Jiang Shan scooped a spoonful of peanuts and put it into a bowl:

"But he is just one of them. It should be said that Ye Yonglie is the main author of "One Hundred Thousand Whys"."

"It's not a good thing to leave this matter in the past," Li Ruocheng smiled bitterly:

"His English is somewhat similar to Xu Guozhang's. Because they are both the main authors, their homes were confiscated when they were working at WG."

"That's really not a good thing!"

"Jiang Shan, you haven't said yet what is the difference between the 1970s version of "One Hundred Thousand Whys"?"

""One Hundred Thousand Whys" has been the sales champion every year since it came out in 1961."

When the sky was just getting dark, a full moon hung high in the sky.

The clear moonlight splashed in the small courtyard, immediately filling the atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"But sales that are too good sometimes may not be a good thing," Jiang Shan's voice continued:

"In 1970, just because the sales volume of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" exceeded that of "Mao Xuan", it was immediately classified as a poisonous weed..."


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