"This is right here," Team Leader Lu said, pointing to the frozen picture on the TV:
"Sir here, I first translated it as sir, and then Director Hu said it was wrong, so the second version translated it as sir."
"But I still said no," Director Hu answered:
"Now I want to tentatively designate him as: captain. But it sounds like it doesn't match what they are wearing. Xiao Jiang, do you have any good ideas?"
"What about this?"
Jiang Shan just saw some clues.
But even if it only plays for more than ten minutes, each character who appears has already shown their own obvious characteristics.
It has to be said that "Garrison's Suicide Squad", which was filmed in 1967, is still remarkable even today.
But its fate has never been good.
Not only did the show fail midway in China, it also stopped midway when it was first aired in the United States.
It is said that it was during the war in 1968.
Anti-war sentiment was at an all-time high, and the television station had to stop halfway due to the situation.
Jiang Shan looked at the "captain" Lieutenant Garrison that Director Hu called.
Graduate of West Point Military Academy, lieutenant in the U.S. Army Intelligence Bureau, and captain of the death squad.
I couldn't help but think of a translated script I saw when I visited the Shanghai Translation Studio in my previous life.
The title of "Lieutenant Garrison" has also undergone many changes.
As the time passed gradually increased, Jiang Shan felt more and more clearly that there seemed to be a space in his brain.
It is filled with everything I saw and learned in my previous life, which is vivid and clear in my mind.
"It is indeed better to translate it as captain," Jiang Shan said at this time according to the script he saw in his previous life: "But... what do you two think of the leader?"
"Boss?" Team Leader Lu began to repeat: "Boss...Boss."
The experienced director Hu immediately replayed the clip and substituted Chinese: "Boss."
"Hey, that's a lot of fun."
Team leader Lu nodded: "Calling leader is indeed more in line with the temperament of their team than captain."
"What kind of temperament?" Director Hu laughed: "Isn't it just unorganized and undisciplined?"
All three people laughed.
Director Hu pondered for a few seconds and then decided: "I think so, according to the development of the plot, when the atmosphere in the team is serious, he will be called captain, and when he is relaxed, he will be called leader."
Jiang Shan looked at Factory Director Hu with a smile, and Hu Xiao also smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "Well done, my salary will not be deducted this morning."
"Ah~" Jiang Shan thought he had made another two yuan.
"Ah, what? Why don't you hurry back to the group?"
"As ordered," Jiang Shan stood up immediately: "Boss, can this dubbing team of "Garrison Suicide Squad" count me as one?"
Hu Xiao, who was being cheered by Jiangshan's call of "boss", waved his hand: "You're one of them. You just happen to accompany me to the TV station tomorrow morning. It seems that something is difficult there."
"over!"
Jiang Shan turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Director Hu: "What do you mean?"
"Oh," Jiang Shan said with a smile, "It means OK."
Watching Jiang Shan leave, Hu Xiao felt more and more that this newly recruited young man had many fresh tricks: "Team Leader Lu."
"Why."
"I think our translation factory should also add some daily foreign language when talking among colleagues in the future. Maybe we can come up with clever ideas like that kid."
"Okay, boss!"
"Huh?...Hahahahaha!"
…
"It's time to eat!"
Jiang Ma shouted, and the family quickly gathered around the dining table.
The fragrant cabbage stew looks appetizing.
But Jiang Shan still held "Three Attacks of Bone Demons" and thought about the composition of 35 pictures.
Jiang Ma put a chopstick of meat into his bowl and said, "Why are you still holding a book after you've already eaten? Hurry up and finish your meal and go take a nap."
"Yeah." Jiang Shan couldn't bear to raise his head.
"Why are you eating meat again today? No way!" Father Jiang picked up a chopstick of meat in distress.
Jiang's mother gave him a dignified look: "The three of them gave me another three yuan yesterday and asked me to buy all of it into meat. The whole family can enjoy it once."
"Brother, you gave me another three yuan?" Jiang Chuan, the younger sister, looked surprised: "By the way, brother, you work in a translation factory, can you help me get a movie ticket?"
"Huh?" Jiang Shan raised his head for a second: "Why didn't I think of this? Okay, I'll go see it tomorrow."
"Get one for me too," the second brother Jiang He said for the rare time: "I heard that there was a Yugoslavian movie shown in the cinema recently. What is it called...?"
Jiang Chuan pushed his eldest brother Jiang Hai's arm, and everyone noticed that Jiang Hai hadn't spoken to him much.
Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai beside them also chewed rice silently with their father.
Jiang's mother looked at her two sweet grandchildren with distress: "Your eldest brother has been having a really rough time recently. Who would have thought that Pujiang Daily could also become a loss-making unit? Alas!"
Father Jiang is also worried about this matter recently:
"When the newspaper suddenly promoted you to the position of editor-in-chief, I was so happy that I didn't sleep for two nights. I didn't expect that an organization like yours would suffer losses. Boss, don't you leaders think of any countermeasures?"
The eldest brother Jiang Hai is 28 years old this year. It is indeed gratifying to be able to take the position of deputy editor-in-chief of a newspaper at this age.
However, he now had a severe headache. He put down his job and sighed:
"Every newspaper is in a similar situation now. The money submitted to the Finance Bureau before was quickly approved, no matter how big or small. But now it is either withdrawn or renegotiated... I don't know what's going on?"
After hearing what his eldest brother said, Jiang Shan's chopsticks suddenly stopped.
It's 1978, an era before commercial advertising has resumed.
For newspapers, basically the tabloids copy the broadsheets, and the big newspapers copy the main newspapers.
There is no comparison and no sense of competition.
Media competition exists only to increase their own circulation.
The purpose of increasing circulation is to attract advertising business and create revenue.
Otherwise, there is no need for advertising.
Because in this era, no matter what level of newspapers, regardless of profit or loss, they are supported by state funding.
From the newspaper's raw materials and equipment to workers' wages and bonuses... everything is allocated uniformly by the Ministry of Finance.
However, according to Jiangshan's understanding of history, this situation will soon be broken.
Jiang Shan, a new media advertising tycoon in his previous life, never left advertising design and advertising planning whether he was in school or working.
During this period, he led the team to build six simulation models of "Advertising and Social Development".
Not only is he familiar with countless well-known advertisements at home and abroad, but he also has a thorough understanding of advertising development and social processes.
Even on the night of the accident, Jiang Shan was still sitting in front of the computer studying the "Advertising and Social Development" deduction model.
I don’t know if it was because of that night, but the current Jiang Traveler also comes with a plug-in.
At this moment, a series of numbers popped up in Jiang Shan's mind: 1979, 1979...