Later, when he stood in a darkened studio, looking at the sand painting stage projected onto the big screen.
Zhou Yeming only felt that everything around him had disappeared.
The ancient clanging narration voice still rings in my ears.
However, on the big screen, Jiang Shan's strange hands created sand paintings.
It seemed to be telling him that his thoughts were still euphemistic.
After finishing a set of sand paintings, Jiang Shan quickly moved to the next one.
The fine sand on the second painting table is blue sand. On the white sand painting table, only two blue and white porcelains appeared one after another.
After that, the third stage was even simpler, when the yellow sand spread out showed a map of China.
Jiang Shan grabbed two handfuls of gold sand and scattered a few golden threads.
Suddenly, several golden threads like dragon veins entangled themselves on the map, extending all the way to the direction of the Silk Road.
Although the golden light is thin, it is particularly dazzling in the dark.
At this time, Zhou Yeming had already made a decision.
What does the combination of the wonderful sand paintings on the screen and silk equal?
Equal to foreign exchange!
Pa~
Bang bang bang~
When other staff couldn't help but applaud, Zhou Yeming finally came to his senses.
Gu Zhengzheng took the teacup handed over by Zhang Lu and took a few sips.
Looking at Zhou Yeming, he asked: "Director Zhou, how is it? The effect is very good!"
Gu Zhengzheng has no intention of being modest at all.
"It's not very effective," Zhou Yeming couldn't help but admire him, looking at Jiangshan with bright eyes: "It's really a master among the people."
Jiang Shan smiled with simplicity and kindness: "This is inseparable from the encouragement and help given to me by my comrades."
The two leaders nodded at the same time.
"This hand of yours," Zhou Yeming raised his hands and grabbed them in the air, asking, "How long have you been practicing?"
Jiang Shan told the truth: "I have been practicing for many years."
"Hmm~"
Zhou Yeming believes that the process must be very difficult.
After that, the two leaders discussed with Jiang Shan for a while and said, "Comrade Xiao Jiang will go and take a rest first, and the recording will be official in 20 minutes."
First record, then dub and score, and finally edit and produce.
Jiang Shan knew that according to this plan, he would not be able to return to Pujiang today.
"Director Gu," Jiang Shan said to Gu Zhengzheng, "I want to call home."
Gu Zhengzheng also thought of this level and said: "Let's go together, I also want to call Taili."
…
Jiang Shan picked up the phone and broadcast it to Dad Jiang's Fourth Workshop first.
"Hello," the person who answered the phone happened to be Jiang Xiangnan. He was standing in the duty room of the workshop and asked, "This is the fourth workshop, who are you?"
Father Jiang's familiar voice came over.
For a moment, Jiang Shan was a little jealous. He was not such a person before: "Dad, it's me."
Father Jiang was a little surprised: "Xiaoshan? Did you call me from Yanjing?"
Jiang Xiangnan spoke very loudly. If the machine hadn't been spinning, the entire fourth workshop would have heard his voice.
"Yes, I'm at Yanjing TV Station," Jiang Shan's lips curled up unconsciously.
Gu Zhengzheng, who was sitting on the other side of the desk, also laughed.
"Dad," Jiang Shan said, "I have to paint some pictures at Yanjing TV Station, so I have to go back one day late."
"The TV station in Yanjing also hired me to draw pictures?" Father Jiang didn't expect Jiangshan to have that ability, so he quickly said:
"This is an opportunity given to you by the organization to get closer. You must paint well and don't worry about your family."
Jiang Shan held the receiver and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, I will definitely stay close. How is the situation at home? Are the sales of those bell-bottom pants going smoothly?"
When Jiang Xiangnan mentioned this, he felt a little reluctant, but his voice was still loud: "After you left, the factory didn't let you sell it anymore."
"Why?" In fact, Jiang Shan had already thought that such a day would come: "Director Wu didn't speak for you?"
"There is no way. Several shopping malls in Pujiang have come to ask for goods from the factory." Speaking of this, Dad Jiang was quite happy: "Director Wu was really good this time. He gave each of our four workshops a bonus of 400 yuan.
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"That's not bad." Adding the two hundred yuan from before, Jiang Shan felt that it was enough to keep his parents happy for a while, and quickly asked: "Have you bought a TV?"
"Don't mention it," Dad Jiang said, "The ticket given by your factory director is for a 12-inch TV. Your mother doesn't agree and is only willing to buy a 9-inch TV."
Jiangshan will never accept such a small size: "You can't leave it alone this time, you must buy a 12-inch TV."
Father Jiang gave him advice: "I'll buy it when you come back. She will listen to what you say."
Jiang Shan nodded: "Okay, that's it."
As soon as the phone was hung up, Jiang Shan heard a voice coming from beside him: "Which department are you comrades from?"
Jiang Shan looked up and was stunned.
Gu Zhengzheng, who was sitting on the other side of the desk, also looked up at this strange gay man and felt that he had heard his voice somewhere:
"I am Gu Zhengzheng, the director of Pujiang TV Station."
"Oh, hello, Director Gu," after knowing Gu Zhengzheng's identity, the other party smiled politely and said, "You are on the phone, right? I'll be back later."
It turns out this is his desk.
After Jiang Shan saw the other party leaving, he quickly said to Gu Zhengzheng: "Gu Tai, what do you think of the voice of the person just now?"
Gu Zhengzheng looked at the other person's leaving figure and said: "Not bad, he is better than me."
"Stronger?" Jiang Shan couldn't help but tutted: "You didn't know who he was?"
Gu Zhengzheng asked: "I just said that I heard it somewhere, who is he?"
Before Jiang Shan could reply, he heard a lesbian in the office laugh and say, "He is the announcer who hosts the news program, Zhao Zhongxiang."
"Oh," Gu Zhengzheng suddenly realized: "You reminded me, and I also remembered it."
In 1978, the host of the news broadcast could only hear his voice but not see his person.
At this point in time, the announcer in the news broadcast is none other than the national treasure-level host Zhao Zhongxiang.
Jiang Shan himself never thought that there would be a teacher Zhao Zhongxiang in this world.
The next second, he suddenly thought of something: "Gutai, how about the narration of our Silk Road advertisement..."
Before Jiang Shan finished speaking, Gu Zhengzheng slapped his thigh: "I'll go find Zhou Yeming right away."
…
Finally, when night fell, when Jiang Shan’s sand painting stage appeared on the screen again, Teacher Zhao’s narration also sounded at the same time:
[The Ancient Camel Bell Road and the Silk Road, Hu Ma still heard the style of the Tang and Han Dynasties...]
Not to mention how pleasant it is!
Sitting outside the recording studio, Jiang Shan was too excited to say a word.
"Xiao Jiang," Gu Zhengzheng walked up to him at this time: "Both advertisements have been approved."
Jiang Shan turned to look at him and said, "Have you all passed the trial?"
"It's okay, it's still waiting to be used outside,"
Gu Zhengzheng looked at Jiangshan and laughed: "Xiaojiang, I have made a meritorious service this time. I will return to Pujiang tomorrow night. Where do you want to go?"
"I am just a brick of the organization. I will move wherever needed," Jiang Shan said with a smile:
"But if I have time, I would like to visit the Yanjing History Museum."
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This chapter has been completed!