Chapter 400 Take action to control the Hundred Flowers Award
Yanjing, Zhongnanhai.
Sure enough, as mentioned before, it was opened to the public in May this year.
The way to register and collect tickets is as convenient as the way to enter some museums in later generations.
On the day they returned to Yanjing, Wang Fulin, Huang Yongyu, and Wang Shixiang were picked up by a car as soon as they got off the plane.
When we first arrived, the three of us were both nervous and relaxed at the same time.
What’s important is the people and places I’ve seen so far.
What is relaxing is that I finally handed over 50,000 US dollars (excluding the 700 yuan bonus for 7 people) into the hands of the organization.
"This is the ad you placed in the New York Post? Is there anything special about it?"
In a small living room near the lotus pond, Lu Xuzhang from the Tourism Bureau met with three comrades who had returned from their visit to the United States.
Looking at the newspaper in his hand, Lu Xuzhang really didn't see any necessary and sufficient conditions for "making the masses rush to tell each other".
"You have to put it up and see,"
Huang Yongyu demonstrated: "Only by facing the light can you see the wonderful things."
"oh,"
Lu Xuzhang finally met Lushan Benshan: "So you have to look at it this way... It's interesting. Don't tell me, foreigners really like this."
"It's not just foreigners," Wang Fulin said with a smile: "We are quite interesting to watch."
"Yes, I find it interesting too."
These three are all comrades who had dinner with Director Lu at Tingli Restaurant.
When we meet again, a lot of steps are saved.
In addition to handing over the loot, we also have to report on our work.
"That's right," Lu Xuzhang flipped through the newspapers with key points circled one after another: "It seems that you have made quite a stir in New York this time."
"This is a photo taken at the scene," Wang Fulin presented the same:
"The winning scene at the advertising festival, photos of newspapers being snapped up, before-and-after photos of Chinese restaurants in Chinatown, before-and-after photos of bicycle sales in shopping malls... We recorded and photographed each item."
Although Jiang Shan is not a greedy person, he never hides it.
"Very good," Lu Xuzhang nodded: "Such photos are very newsworthy. Does your TV station have any plans for special reporting?"
"Yes," Wang Fulin nodded firmly:
"What is certain now is that the award-winning reports about the New York Advertising Festival will soon appear on the news broadcast."
"Very good," Lu Xuzhang felt that this move was very good:
"Comrades have achieved such great achievements outside. As the rear area, we must give key praise in front of the people of the country."
"Don't worry, in addition to our TV station," Wang Fulin said, "many newspapers are also contacting us."
"In short, your news unit must report this matter well."
"Our Taiwan leaders think so too."
"We need to build some confidence in the people," Lu Xuzhang emphasized: "Not only do foreign countries have advanced technologies that we deserve to learn from, but we also have times when we can make foreign countries look at us with admiration."
"You are right," Huang Yongyu said with a smile: "At the New York Advertising Festival, Jiangshan's advertising works were regarded as model work and were reviewed by the audience."
"Is it?"
"No," Wang Shixiang continued to report: "Advertising companies from all over the world are keeping a small notebook to record."
"You didn't even see it," Wang Fulin said, "We were so proud at that time. We were all sitting in the clubhouse with our backs straightened."
Huang Yongyu: “Don’t mention how proud I am!”
"I want to go there and see it," said Lu Xuzhang, who was really yearning for it.
"In addition, this money..." Director Lu pressed the US dollars on the table: "Xiao Jiang really said that he would hand it over in full, didn't he exchange it all?"
"I have a letter from him here," Huang Yongyu said as he moved his hands: "You will understand after reading it."
Lu Xuzhang nodded repeatedly after reading this eloquent and beautiful letter.
"Speaking of which, I don't know how well the gift our bureau has prepared for Jiang Shan?"
"Have you prepared a gift for him?" Huang Yongyu asked curiously: "What gift?"
Lu Xuzhang smiled slightly.
If even Huang Yongyu didn't know, it seems that what he explained before was really implemented very well.
"Speaking of which, you are not outsiders," Lu Xuzhang stood up and waved his hand: "Why don't we go over there together to see how far we are getting ready."
After hearing what Director Lu said, Huang Yongyu, Wang Shixiang, and Wang Fulin became even more curious.
What kind of gift has Director Lu prepared for Jiang Shan? It’s still a step-by-step process.
…
After being curious for a while, when they found that the car carrying them drove into the Forbidden City, the curiosity of the three people became even more boundless.
"The organization didn't prepare an antique for Xiao Jiang, right?" Huang Yongyu leaned close to Wang Shixiang's ear.
"Not sure," Wang Shixiang said, "That's fifty thousand US dollars, so you can't subsidize it with hard goods."
"Normally it shouldn't be," Wang Fulin sat on the other side of Wang Shixiang: "According to what Director Lu just said, he had already started preparations before we paid."
"That's right," Huang Yongyu also remembered: "How about one step and two steps."
The three people walked into the Gubo Cultural Relics Research Institute with the same curiosity.
Only then did the three of them see the gift in Director Lu's mouth.
The long table where "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" was originally placed has been replaced by a half-expanded "Scroll of Eighty-Seven Immortals".
Teacher Feng Zhonglian, who originally copied "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" for his old blog, is sitting at the table and meticulously practicing copying "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll".
"How's it going?" Lu Xuzhang, with his hands behind his back, looked at the progress in front of him and couldn't help but frowned: "How long will it take to complete?"
"It's really hard to say,"
Under the dazzling gazes of his two old friends, Zhu Jiaxin introduced without fear:
"Compared with the 5-meter-3-meter "Along the River During the Qingming Festival," the 3-meter-long "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll" is much less difficult to copy.
This difficulty is not only aimed at the length, but also the composition of the entire picture."
"How long do you estimate it will take?"
"This long scroll of pure white drawing on silk can be completed in about a year if everything goes well."
The one who can speak is Feng Zhonglian, a master of copying: "If you want to do it exactly, this is the most basic way to spend time."
"How long did it take you to copy "Along the River During the Qingming Festival"?"
"It took a total of 20 years."
"how long?"
"The copying and drawing time of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" is not consistent," Zhu Jiaxin explained at the side:
"Due to special circumstances, the institute was closed for 10 years and did not resume work until 1976."
"It's not easy, comrades, thank you for your hard work,"
Everyone's timelines are surprisingly consistent, and Lu Xuzhang certainly knew it right away.
Walking slowly among the comrades copying paintings and seals, Lu Xuzhang was obviously moved by these masters who were extraordinary in skill but willing to work behind the scenes:
"The Ancient Scroll Green Lantern is your silent persistence that ensures the spread and protection of ancient Chinese culture.
If you have any needs in the future, you can ask the leader to apply directly to me.
One year later, the bureau will also organize a travel opportunity specifically for you."
In the early 1980s, Gubo was also under the jurisdiction of the Tourism Bureau.
Even in the future, Gubo will be a public welfare institution directly under the Ministry of Tourism.
After hearing the accurate positioning of "Ancient Scroll Green Lantern", several teachers who participated in the copying had already looked at the big leader in front of them with moved eyes.
After hearing about the unit benefits that had never appeared before, the two teachers immediately expressed to their superior unit:
"Don't worry, Director, this is what we should complete in the first place. We assure you that we will complete the task of copying the "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll" accurately."
Until she saw Director Lu driving away in a car, Wang Shixiang was still a little unbelievable: "This painting was really copied specifically for Jiangshan?"
"Please keep your voice down,"
Zhu Jiazhu looked around: "Don't let outsiders hear."
"If you didn't tell me this, I still wouldn't be able to remember it,"
Wang Shixiang and Huang Yongyu pushed Zhu Jiazhu into a blind corner one by one.
"Don't let outsiders hear? Then who are Yongyu and me, outsiders?"
"Don't blame me for this," Zhu Jiazhu said, "This is what Lu Xuzhang specifically asked. No one can say it except the three of us."
"You three?" Huang Yongyu asked anxiously: "Who are you three?"
"Who else could it be? Me, Qigong and Banchibai."
"It turns out that you all know," Wang Shixiang said, "only Yongyu and I were kept in the dark about the co-authorship. Fortunately, we came all the way to bring you gifts."
"We will divide the luggage after a while," Huang Yongyu said, "Don't leave even a rag to them."
After the two old men finished speaking, they turned around and left.
"Why are you both coming at me?"
Zhu Jiazhu laughed and chased after him: "I would like to tell you that I was holding on to the half-foot to prevent you from mentioning it. How about we share the half-foot share?"
"Commissioner Zhu, what are you chewing on the back of my tongue?"
The three people passed through Xu Bangda's window unknowingly, and Xu Banchi immediately stepped out of the door:
"Why are you running so fast? Bring back my things..."
…
Pujiang City, No. 51 Anhe Street.
Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai, who had blushed cheeks, were performing in the June 1 program rehearsed by the school.
Let’s not talk about Jiang Xiaobai’s performance, it’s just an extra.
But when they saw Jiang Xiaoyu babbling, singing and dancing in the courtyard, the whole family seemed to have seen what her sister-in-law Jiang Chuan looked like when she was a child.
The facial features are watery and the five tones are played...it all depends on luck.
"Bro,"
Jiangchuan, who was staying in the house, lay down in front of the Barbie house with Ruhua: "It's not even Children's Day yet, and you're celebrating Children's Day for Xiaoyu?"
"It's not too late in the next few days," Jiang Shan was lying on the sofa with his arms pillowed on his head: "While I'm free today, I might as well make the kids happy in advance."
When the song ended, Jiang Xiaoyu hurried back to the house and threw herself next to Barbie's house.
Outside the house, the sound of children's machine guns was heard again, and Jiang Shan brought back five guns of different lengths to Xiaobai.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai, under the leadership of Jiang Hai, was resisting tenaciously with his second uncle.
At this moment, Jiang He looked forward to his child becoming an adult as soon as possible.
"Ogawa,"
Thinking back to his little niece's singing, Jiang Shan looked at his little sister worriedly: "I'm going to audition for a drama tomorrow, are you sure?"
"have,"
Jiang Chuan has always been brave and courageous. When he saw the younger brother asking questions, he simply wiped the stool over:
"I'm telling you, little brother, the director of the show specially asked someone to teach me a piece of acting."
Jiang Shan was shocked: "You still want to sing?"
"You don't have to move your mouth, just move your body to the accompaniment."
"oh,"
Jiang Shan nodded. It seemed that professionals had already conducted professional analysis: "It's really difficult for them."
"It's not just that, little brother"
Jiang Chuan looked at his little brother with joy and wished he could tell him everything:
"Uncle Hu Xiao took me to visit the theater and let me experience it in advance in the examination room and classroom for the interview.
Sister Pan Hong taught me a lot of experience in performing sketches, and my second sister-in-law is also teaching me to practice my lines these days..."
The more Jiang Shan listened, the more he felt it was unnecessary to ask.
"good very good,"
If you still can't pass the test, this little girl doesn't need to be helped.
Jiang Shan said: "I think you have prepared very comprehensively. Don't be nervous when you enter the examination room tomorrow. Just perform normally."
"I'm not nervous," Jiang Chuan said looking forward to it, "I'm not nervous at all."
…
Extra number, extra number...
On May 18, 1980, people could be seen passing newspapers to each other in streets and alleys across the country.
This is an extra-issue news specially printed by Renmin Daily, and it is also the last extra-issue published by Renmin Daily so far.
The content of this extra number is very simple. The red title with twenty-six eye-catching characters has expressed the entire content very accurately:
"my country's first launch rocket into the reserved waters of the Pacific Ocean was a complete success"
In addition to the text, a schematic diagram of the relevant sea areas is also attached.
At this moment, yesterday's extra number was placed in Comrade Jiang Hai's editor-in-chief's office.
Side by side with it is a copy of that day's Renmin Daily.
"You've made your mark, third brother,"
Before anyone else arrived, Jiang Hai looked at his younger brother with a smile:
"Now that it's even published in Renmin Daily, won't the next step be News Network?"
"That's impossible," Jiang Shan grabbed the newspaper and smiled hard: "Brother, have you seen that the comrades of the People's Daily are still very discerning. Look at the photo they chose, how handsome it is!"
"Excellent Wisdom, Conquer Overseas"
——Warmly celebrate the Chinese advertising team’s first victory at the New York International Advertising Festival and win the gold medal”
Looking at the news report on the second page, Jiangshan's heart has been in full bloom.
A few minutes later, colleagues who had not seen each other for a long time walked into the editor's office one after another.
Afterwards, everyone applauded Jiangshan.
"Editor Jiang," said Rong Bin from the News Department: "As expected of our Editor Jiang, he must bring something back as soon as he makes a move."
“This time, my face is quite exposed,” Cai Wensheng from the supplement department said, “It even appeared in Renmin Daily.”
Typesetting editor Ning Hua: "Editor Jiang, have you brought any gifts for everyone?"
"you still need to ask?"
"When has Editor Jiang ever treated us badly?"
"We are all our own people," Jiang Shan said: "Don't deal with these nonsense, let's get down to business quickly."
After all the Oreo cookies were scraped, the office finally got down to business.
"As early as March this year, the newly re-published Popular Cinema distributed 1.4 million votes to people across the country along with the magazine,"
Cai Wensheng said: "The final selection results of this batch of votes will determine the list of winners of the third 'Hundred Flowers Award'. There are only a few days until the award day on May 23rd..."
"Editor Cai, have my manuscripts been published?"
"Don't worry," Cai Wensheng looked at Jiang Shan: "There are quite a few articles, and I will distribute them all for you."
The next second, Jiang Shan stopped talking.
Others don't care, but you still have to give Pace a try.
Following the first and second "Hundred Flowers Awards" in 1962 and 1963, the third "Hundred Flowers Awards" after a 17-year hiatus is about to come.
The third "Hundred Flowers Award" organized by the editorial department of "Popular Cinema" is entirely based on popular votes.
The selection scope is domestic films released nationwide from October 1976 to New Year's Day 1980.
In Jiangshan's view, the direction of newspapers and media is particularly important at this time.
Therefore, he wrote several nice words for his friend Chen Peisi.
"In addition to the Hundred Flowers Award," Rong Bin continued: "I also received a notice of a selection event.
The first national dance competition, jointly organized by the Ministry of Culture and the Chinese Dance Association, will be held in Dalian in August this year..."
"That's right Jiangshan,"
When this matter was mentioned, Jiang Hai remembered that incident: "Not long ago, comrades from the Pujiang Song and Dance Troupe came to see you.
It is said that I will take part of the dance from "Up the Spring Mountain" to participate in the national dance competition."
Jiang Shan: "Yes."
"in addition,"
Jiang Hai continued: "Two lesbians from Pujiang Dance Theater also came to you and said they wanted to ask you to help them arrange a dance."
"Boss,"
Jiang Shan stood up immediately: "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing earlier?"
"Didn't I tell you this?" Jiang Hai was surprised: "I wanted to tell you earlier. The key is that you only came home yesterday!"
"Competition in August, this was won in May,"
Jiang Shan turned around and ran straight out the door: "When my comrades need me most, I must not let my guard down."
The most important thing is that he still counts on them to help him take a few steps...