Jiang Shan, who has been working at Modu Translation Studio for almost a week, already has a basic understanding of the process of dubbing a film.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Shan followed Team Leader Lu and walked out of the conference room. Their translation team had completed two rounds of translation work on "The Garrison Suicide Squad".
At the meeting just now, director Hu Xiao has taken the lead in forming the dubbing team for "Garrison Suicide Squad", including dubbing director Yang Bai and recording translator Jiang Shan.
As soon as he entered the office, Team Leader Lu said to Jiang Shan: "Xiao Jiang, come to my place."
Jiang Shan immediately followed him: "What are your instructions? Leader."
"What instructions can I give? It's not your instructions last time."
Lu Yi opened the drawer of his desk and took out an envelope: "Tomorrow you will join the group to follow the recording, so take the time to watch a movie."
The sky was bright. He quickly took the envelope and saw that it was indeed a movie ticket. He immediately smiled and said, "Okay, I'll get off work right away."
Team leader Lu did not forget to warn: "Work hard tomorrow."
"Don't worry," Jiang Shan was about to turn around, but suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Team Leader Lu, have the release schedules of "Pursuit" and "Looking Home" been released?"
"It came out early. It will be officially screened this Sunday. You will be indispensable for movie tickets then."
"I'm just waiting for your words."
These two Japanese films, which were completed overtime by Mordu Translation Studio, were finally released during the "China-Japan Friendship Bridge Film Festival".
The shock these two movies brought to 1978 was first reflected in the way the people dressed.
"It will be released this Sunday, which is great."
Jiang Shan was happy while walking. After leaving the factory gate, he opened the envelope and saw that Lu Yi actually gave him ten movie tickets at once: "Team Leader Lu is so kind!"
Before Jiang Shan could sigh, he saw Director Hu's 28 big stick coming to a stop beside him: "Who are you to say is being kind?"
"You!"
Jiang Shan's face turned red and his heart stopped beating: "Who else is there besides you?"
"That's pretty much it," after saying that, Director Hu got on the 28th bar again and said, "The day after tomorrow, you and I will go to the TV station again."
"become."
After that, Jiang Shan walked very slowly all the way home, thinking about public service announcements all the way, and unknowingly walked into the courtyard.
When I looked up, I saw my neighbor Li Ruocheng sitting in front of the window translating a manuscript.
I don’t know what book the old man is translating recently, so I haven’t seen him come to the small courtyard to rest a few times.
"Uncle Li,"
Standing under the eaves, Jiang Shan handed two movie tickets through the window: "Walter Defends Sarajevo."
Li Ruocheng took it and took a look: "Movie?"
"Yes, Yugoslavia's is much better than Albania's."
Li Ruocheng smiled, feeling from the bottom of his heart that the third son of the Jiang family was really a grateful person: "It seems that the work of the translation studio was not in vain. How is your painting of the Bone Ghost?"
As soon as this was mentioned, Jiang Shan became happy: "It's almost done, I can hand it in tomorrow."
"So fast, you are really a diligent person."
"I learned this all from you." When Jiang Shan was about to leave, he turned around and reminded: "Don't waste it, take Aunt Li with you."
"You need to remind me of this," Li Ruocheng glared at him: "If I don't take her with me, why should I take you with me?"
…
At the Jiang family's dinner table, the whole family was happily looking at the movie tickets in their hands.
The second brother, Jiang He, had not watched a movie for a long time. It was rare for him to smile at this moment: "Okay, third brother, it's time to make a career."
"San'er," Jiang's mother smiled the brightest: "Mom won't go see this hot spot. I can exchange it for two cloth tickets."
"Sure," Jiang Shan felt that doing so would make Jiang's mother even happier: "You have the final say, but I have to watch the movie next time, it's so good."
"Okay, listen to my little son, I will definitely go to the next movie."
"Thank you, brother," Jiang Chuan asked for two movie tickets at once, his eyes narrowed with laughter: "Not many students in our class have seen this movie."
Father Jiang held the movie tickets in his hand and rolled his eyes at his daughter: "Why do you want two for each person? Didn't you listen to your mother that you can exchange them for meat tickets?"
Jiang Chuan quickly put his hands behind his back: "Every time, my classmates invite me to watch it. This time I want to invite her to watch it too."
"Look, look, as long as I work at the translation studio for one day, the movie tickets won't matter at all."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Shan walked into the back room.
In 1978, there were very few recreational activities.
Not to mention that the country's one billion people only have a total of more than one million TV sets. Even if there are, there is very little content to watch on TV.
In addition to radio, newspapers, magazines, and movies have undoubtedly become the most popular entertainment programs for the masses.
In those days, there were many people who watched a movie three or four times.
It doesn't matter if you can't afford movie tickets. When movies are moved from first-tier theaters to second-tier theaters, the price of movie tickets will be discounted in half.
After dinner, when the back figures of the four Buddhist monks were perfectly reproduced on the drawing, the last picture of "Three Strikes of Bone Demons" was finally completed.
There are 36 pages and 72 drawings. The work that I thought could be completed in five or six days took almost two weeks to complete.
Jiang Shan flipped through the pages of the drawings and couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought that it wouldn't be long before these drawings would be turned into a book.
"Third uncle, have you finished painting and calligraphy?" Jiang Xiaobai lay on Jiang Shan's lap and asked, "Let me see."
"Go," Jiang Shan didn't dare to hand over the drawing to the little guy: "Call your sister here, and the third uncle will tell you a story."
"Oh~"
Jiang Shan arranged the drawings according to page numbers and showed them page by page to the two children around him.
"The man on the horse is their master, the fat man leading the horse is Zhu Bajie, and the monkey in the front is the Monkey King, the Monkey King..."
Jiang Shan spoke vividly and danced, not noticing the expressions of the two children after seeing the Bone Demon.
Jiang He, who was lying on the lower bunk to practice painting, also stopped painting. Looking at his brother's excitement, he seemed to see himself becoming successful in the future.
He quickly turned around and continued practicing painting.
Not long after the story was told, Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai ran out of the hut with sad faces.
Jiang He couldn't help laughing and kicked his younger brother: "Why are you talking so detailedly? How old are they? Be careful of Xiaobai wetting the bed at night."
Jiang Shan also laughed: "Second brother, when you have nothing to do, come to the factory to find me. There are more movies in the factory than outside."
Jiang He picked up the movie ticket with black and white writing on it and looked at it carefully: "If you ask me, I can draw this thing."
"Show it to me," Jiang Shan didn't expect his second brother, who had always been silent, to think of this: "Don't tell me, you can indeed draw."
The two brothers looked at each other and smiled. The next second they took out drawing paper and started copying the movie tickets.
…
The eldest brother didn't go home for dinner at night. When Jiang Shan, who was working the night shift, passed by the Pujiang Daily office building, he specifically raised his head and took a look.
Sure enough, the lights in eldest brother's office were still on.
