113. Chapter 112 The prelude to the paper media revision has officially begun
Chapter 112 The prelude to the paper media revision has officially begun
Starting from the first advertisement in "Pujiang Daily".
All units in Pujiang City that can be called "matchmakers" are working overtime to join the "commercial advertising" family.
Pujiang Packaging and Decoration Company has already started painting large billboards day and night before the new company name submitted to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau a few days ago has been approved.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve.
The editor-in-chief of "Jiefang Daily" not only rejected the editors' application to publish a single-page newspaper, but also said to them:
"When people are on holiday, that is when they need to read newspapers the most. Not only can they not rest, they must also work overtime to study the layout reform of our newspaper."
Jiang Hai also had the same idea as him.
It was already so late, but he still stayed in the newspaper office on Anfu Street with Cai Wensheng and other creative team.
A large amount of information was piled on the conference table, waiting for them to be processed in batches.
Next month is a critical moment for the first issue of "Oriental Metropolis Daily". Many things have to be finalized one by one by Editor-in-Chief Jiang.
At this time, Jiang Shan was sitting in front of the window of the small house, facing the pictures provided by Meiying Studio on the table, and carefully thinking about the mural draft that was going to be put on the wall.
Just draw a picture of a cartoon that has already been released.
Jiang Shan plans to focus on the animated movies that will be released this year.
After all, in today’s era, it’s not the time to be nostalgic yet.
New things and new atmosphere are what people are most concerned about today.
In the early morning, the snoring sounds of Father Jiang and the eldest son alternated in the room.
Five or six drawings have been clipped to the thin hemp rope hanging above the writing desk.
"Nezha Makes the Sea" "Smart Afanti"...
At this moment, Jiang Shan was drawing a poster for "Panda Department Store".
These are all movies that will be released this year, and they are also some that left a deep impression on Jiangshan.
After finishing the last painting, I stretched out a lot and sat back on the chair with my hands on the back of my head.
Looking at the cartoon manuscript hanging on a string, the original sleepiness was swept away in the colorful world.
In a daze, he seemed to enjoy the tranquility of this moment very much.
The foggy glass windows turned whiter and whiter this time.
Faintly, Jiangshan seemed to hear a rustling of footsteps.
Hearing the strange sound, Jiang Shan reached out and pushed open the glass window, and immediately said in surprise: "Second brother, it's snowing!"
In order to hide from the light, Jiang He, who was sleeping on the upper bunk, turned over and said, "If you yell again, I'll beat you up."
"Just wait," Jiang Shan said, leaving a crack in the direction of his second brother, "I'll go out and make balls of snow and tuck you into bed."
"Ha," Jiang He hummed with his eyes closed, "I'll give you some courage!"
When Jiang Shan walked out of the house wearing cotton clothes, Dad Jiang happened to light the second coal stove.
Today is destined to be Jiang Ma’s big day.
"Dad, it's snowing,"
Jiang Shan, who had not slept all night, now felt twice as bright as his eyes.
Jiang Xiangnan rolled his eyes at him: "You have been in Northern Jiangsu for six years and haven't seen enough snow?"
"What do you know?" Jiang's mother came out of the kitchen: "This is Ruixue. You will have enough food and clothing in the coming year!"
Jiang Shan smiled and squeezed Jiang's mother's shoulders: "My mother is still educated."
Jiang's mother's smile became even brighter: "San'er, just watch tonight. Mom will cook some new dishes for you, and you will never see them before."
The smile on Jiang Shan's lips trembled: "Not everything needs to be new. Mom, why do you introduce new dishes every three days?"
Jiang Ma smiled mysteriously: "Recently, your Aunt Su often shows me a newspaper, which introduces a new dish every day."
"Where?" Jiang Shan asked quickly.
Jiang Ma smiled and pointed: "In the pot."
Jiang Shan was not talking about food: "I asked you where the newspaper is?"
"In my house!"
Jiang Shan hurriedly went into the house and rummaged around, and finally saw the copy of the culprit, "Jiefang Daily."
On the fourth page, above an advertisement for opera swords, there is a new column "Daily Recipes".
"Hey," Jiang Shan smiled. He liked this challenging feeling: "The consciousness of the people is very high!"
The prelude to the paper media revision has officially begun.
Although today is New Year's Eve, none of the three brothers from the Jiang family still rest at home.
Jiang Hai still had to report to society and attend to a few things, while Jiang Shan and Jiang He on the other side had to ride tricycles to move the house for their boss.
"It should be almost done after two moves," Father Jiang looked at the cart full of furniture.
"I think it's about the same," Jiang Shan put Xiaobai on the small seat: "Brother said that other furniture will be added slowly in the future!"
Jiang He released the brakes: "Then let's go!"
Facing the gentle breeze and soft snow, Jiang's mother jumped into the back seat of Father Jiang's car with the neighbors watching enviously: "Our boss is finally moving into the building!"
Father Jiang turned the car faucet twice and became happy: "No, there is a room left for us two!"
…
In the afternoon, the snow fell even more densely.
Looking up, the sky is full of fluttering lights.
Jiangchuan's classmate Ying Ruhua came to visit: "Huh? Why is there no one at home?"
"I'm not a human being!" Jiangchuan smiled and brought out two plates of melon seeds and peanuts: "My family has moved to a new house for my eldest brother."
"Haha," Ying Ruhua laughed naively, with white teeth and red lips, bright and attractive: "Hurry up and show me your record player!"
Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows at her: "Wait!"
Lifting off the red velvet hijab, a toy record player appeared in front of Ying Ruhua: "The color is so beautiful!"
The little girl has never seen such cartoon colors in her dreams.
Now this record player has long become Jiangchuan's most beloved treasure.
Jiang Chuan took out a record and put it in gently: "The sound is better!"
After a while, slightly electronic music came from the Jiang family's small dining room.
Two little girls, one leaning on the crib and the other sitting on a chair.
He stopped talking for a while and just nodded in style to the beat.
The music in the small dining room was still there, and Ying Ruhua followed the music into Jiangshan's cabin.
As soon as she walked in, the little girl's mind was already distracted by the paintings in the room.
At this time, Ying Ruhua, who was standing in front of the writing desk, suddenly flashed a pair of big moist eyes and asked in surprise: "Which brother of yours can draw so many paintings?"
Jiang Chuan, who was lying on the bed, said without even thinking, "Is it the painting on the windowsill? My little brother can draw it."
This morning, she also looked so surprised.
"The paintings are really good," Ying Ru said, looking at them one by one: "This red panda is so cute!"
"Do you like it?" Jiang Chuan asked outside: "Let my little brother give you one another day!"
"Are you serious?" Ying Ruhua quickly lifted the door frame and looked at Jiang Chuan on the bed: "Will your little brother agree?"
"No problem," Jiang Chuan said proudly, "My little brother loves me the most."
Ying Ruhua smiled, with a pair of dimples looming on her pink cheeks: "Keep your word!"
Jiang Chuan said nothing and only made an OK gesture to his good friend.
These guys taught her the moves, and Jiang Chuan had already mastered them.
Ying Ruhua didn't say anything for a while. The animations in the room made her feel happy.
Suddenly, his fingers moved quickly and he picked up a paintbrush on the table.
…
After everything was arranged, the Jiang family and their party, who had brought in two or three-wheeled vehicles, were ready to retreat.
"It's still empty," Jiang's mother was thinking about what else to move here: "It's not good if the house is too big."
"The house should be as big as possible," Jiang Shan told her with his fingers: "The dining table hasn't come in yet. I'll buy a sofa in a while..."
Thinking about it all the way, Jiang Ma seemed to have seen the boss move into a modern family, but when she thought about it carefully:
"If you ask me, Xiaoyu is really unlucky. Such a nice house... ugh!"
Jiang Shan felt that Jiang Ma was right: "Don't worry about others. They want to live in a big villa abroad."
"That's true," Jiang Ma was warned by one sentence: "I have three single sons at home!"
Jiang Shan was not worried at all and kept pedaling on the bicycle.
He was only 23 years old after the Chinese New Year, and it was not his turn to marry a wife first.
Comrade Jiang He was not worried either: "Mom, on the first day of the new year, Lu Xiao will come over to wish you a happy New Year!"
"Then I will cook more dishes tomorrow." Jiang's mother was very satisfied with this prospective daughter-in-law.
Jiang Shan also likes this second sister-in-law comrade very much. The key is that he talks less, except when speaking lines!
