"These days, the people in our supplement department are very active at work."
Jiang Hai smiled, of course he knew the reason: "How do you say this?"
"Think about it," Cai Wensheng said with a smile: "Which newspaper can do this to us, where we can see celebrities every day, and there are several of them at a time."
"It's not that exaggerated."
"It's not an exaggeration at all. Pan Hong came here several times in the past two days."
"She came to Jiangshan to discuss the "Latent" radio drama," Jiang Hai explained: "It has nothing to do with our newspaper!"
"No matter what the reason is, just come to our newspaper office anyway," said Cai Wensheng, shaking the manuscript in his hand:
"Chen Peisi's article will be published tomorrow, right? I'll tell him when I see him later."
"No problem, it's settled."
Advertising Corey on the first floor of the newspaper office.
Liu Xiaoqing hung up the phone excitedly: "It's not so smooth."
Chen Peisi asked: "Has the transfer matter been resolved?"
Jiang Shan made a random guess: "Has Yan Film Studio agreed to help you settle your Yanjing household registration?"
"How did you know?" Liu Xiaoqing stared in surprise.
Chen Peisi was also shocked: "Really agree?"
"Well," Liu Xiaoqing burst into tears of joy: "Just wait for me to go back and go through the handover procedures!"
When Jiang Shan heard this, he quickly said: "We can't delay this matter. I will contact you for train tickets right away!"
"Let's wait one more day," Liu Xiaoqing hesitated for a while:
"Yesterday when I went to Pujiang Film Studio, I met screenwriter Xie Hong. He happened to have a script in hand and asked me if I would like to play the heroine in it."
"That's a good thing," Jiang Shan said while chewing melon seeds, "right, Pess."
"I also think it's a good thing," Chen Peisi said while eating, without delaying anything: "But Xiaoqing is not very happy."
Even the screenwriter has met, Jiang Shan looked at the two of them with a smile, it seems that they have been busy these two days.
"That's a martial arts movie," Liu Xiaoqing frowned and said, "Do you know what a martial arts movie is?"
"Is it similar to martial arts novels?"
"Actually, I don't know very well, so I'm not very willing."
"What's the name of this movie?"
In Jiang Shan's mind, apart from "Shaolin Temple" which will be filmed next year, I really can't remember any other film.
"The specific name has not been decided yet," Chen Peisi explained for her: "It is said to have something to do with the Leshan Giant Buddha in Sichuan Province."
"Oh," Jiang Shan nodded: "Speaking of the Leshan Giant Buddha, I haven't been there yet."
"I haven't been there either."
"Me too."
"You are an actor from the Chengdu Repertory Theater," Jiang Shan couldn't believe it: "You have never been to Leshan?"
"Is there anything strange about this? Haven't you been to Nanjing before?"
Liu Xiaoqing's words made Jiang Shan speechless: "I can't tell you, but are you really not prepared to act?"
Liu Xiaoqing thought about it carefully: "Forget it, I'm going to report on Yanying soon, so don't mess around."
Chen Peisi threw a cigarette to Jiang Shan and agreed: "That's right, let's go back and finish the business first!"
Jiang Shan, who was lighting a cigarette, nodded and said nothing more!
Before, I had no impression.
When Liu Xiaoqing mentioned the Leshan Giant Buddha, I remembered what was going on.
In the spring of 1979, screenwriter Xie Hong, who had just finished writing the script "White Lotus" for Pujiang Film Studio, went to Leshan to play.
In the mountain behind the Giant Buddha Scenic Area, a stone tablet recording the story of the Giant Buddha attracted him.
From here, he learned the touching story of monk Haitong gouging out his own eyes to protect the Buddha's wealth.
Later, in order to fully understand the Leshan Giant Buddha, he took a small book and visited every corner of Leshan.
Record everything you see and hear.
After that, he returned to the screenwriter building of Pujiang Film Studio.
In 1979, in order to collect outstanding movie scripts, the director of Pujiang Film Studio specially set aside a small two-story building for screenwriters.
In this building, many excellent scripts were created, including the movie "Romance on Lushan Mountain".
It was also in this building that Xie Hong wrote the movie script of "The Mysterious Buddha".
When the script was just completed, it happened to be the time when the movies "Little Flower" and "Look at This Family" were on the air.
After watching Liu Xiaoqing's outstanding performance, Editor Xie immediately proposed to the film studio that Liu Xiaoqing play the female lead.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shan immediately said to Liu Xiaoqing: "You are going to see the editor tomorrow just to tell him that you refuse to star in this movie?"
"Yes," Liu Xiaoqing nodded: "Now that you have decided, you have to tell someone!"
"Don't," Jiang Shan quickly waved his hand: "Don't worry about it first, do what you have to do first!"
"That's not good," Chen Peisi said, "Don't delay people from filming."
"It can't be that fast," Jiang Shan continued to advise: "Wait a few days before talking. If someone asks, they will say that you are going through the transfer procedures and think about it later."
"Is this okay?" Liu Xiaoqing blinked her big eyes. At this moment, she was even more innocent than Chen Peisi.
"You are right to believe me," Jiang Shan said firmly: "Don't refuse any opportunity easily!"
"Then...then I will listen to you."
If Jiang Shan remembers correctly.
At a subsequent film exchange meeting, "The Mysterious Buddha" was spotted by Wang Yang, the director of Yan Film Studio.
Just like poaching Liu Xiaoqing now, Director Wang also tried his best to steal the movie script of "The Mysterious Big Buddha" from Pujiang Film Studio.
But this time, he reluctantly gave up the movie script "Midnight" which Pu Ying had been eyeing for a long time.
At this moment, Jiang Shan raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "The newspaper office will have a pre-editor meeting soon. You should also go and listen to it. After listening to it, you will understand why I said that!"
"Is this something you can listen to casually?"
"Of course you can't just listen, but you two are not outsiders."
"hehe,"
All the way to the editor-in-chief's office, Chen Peisi walked beside Jiang Shan:
"Jiang Shan, what do I say about that? Everyone is about to leave right away and I haven't seen the article yet!"
"You didn't ask Lao Cai?"
"To be honest, I go to his place more often than you these days, but he always makes me wait."
"Don't worry, I'll ask you something later."
The two of them whispered to each other all the time, and didn't want to leave until they entered the editor-in-chief's office.
"Hey," Rong Bin from the Information Department was happy when he saw Liu Xiaoqing: "Comrade Xiaoqing is also here to attend the meeting today, welcome!"
After saying that, he clapped his hands vigorously.
The people nearby had no choice but to take a few symbolic photos.
Jiang Hai looked at him with a look of disgust, he had seen him for a few days, how could he still be so excited?
At this moment, Cai Wensheng's eyes also met Chen Peisi's: "Comrade Chen Peisi, you have to buy a copy of tomorrow's Oriental Metropolis Daily and keep it."
"What?" Chen Peisi's eyes were suddenly bright and dazzling: "Is it going to be published?"
"Um!"
"That's great," Chen Peisi clapped her hands together: "I've finally waited for it."
"One copy is not enough," Liu Xiaoqing also said happily for him: "I asked Jiangshan to send ten copies of the newspaper!"
"That's right." At this moment, Chen Peisi was already calculating the number in her mind.
Just as he was happily thinking about it, Editor-in-Chief Jiang announced the news he had just received:
"Well... our city's annual advanced news unit competition is about to begin again. Has everyone heard about this?"
Jiang Shan and Rong Bin nodded silently.
"Originally," Cai Wensheng adjusted his glasses and said, "our newspaper office has a high chance of winning this award, but..."
Jiang Hai blew tea foam: "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"I say there is hope because several columns of our newspaper are deeply loved by readers," Cai Wensheng said directly:
"Especially the serialized novels, several of them are very exciting."
"Indeed," Rong Bin also envied this aspect of the supplement department: "As for the circulation of our newspaper, which has been rising one liter after another, I would not agree if it were not for the serialization of the novel."
"Especially the current "Legend of the Condor Heroes"," Cai Wensheng said excitedly: "Now, one and a half of the letters received from the masses every day are related to this novel."
Jiang Shan smiled and nodded: "Say no!"
"But..." Cai Wensheng looked at everyone and said:
"Just yesterday, science fiction writer Ye Yonglie was rated as an 'Advanced Science Popularization Worker in Pujiang City'.
In commending the leaders at the conference, they also praised the book "PHS: A Journey into the Future"!"
"Is there such a thing?" Chief Editor Rong asked curiously: "Why didn't his Pujiang Daily publish an article to publicize it?"
"I didn't make it in time," Jiang Hai smiled bitterly: "Just watch, I'll see the report tomorrow!"
"Yes," Rong Bin shook his head: "As soon as Comrade Ye Yonglie is rated as advanced, the advancement of our newspaper...is at stake."
Jiang Hai also thought this way: "One is Gone with the Wind and the other is PHS. These two serials in "Pujiang Daily" are much more sophisticated than in the past."
"The readers over there are also very crazy," Cai Wensheng said: "Recently, the circulation of "Pujiang Daily" has almost caught up with ours."
"These two novels are indeed very interesting."
"Did you know?" Cai Wensheng said: "Next month, the British science fiction author Brian will visit us. It is estimated that science fiction will be more popular by then."
Rong Bin also heard about it: "The reprint of "Gone with the Wind" was sold out again. The Pujiang Daily was so happy that it praised it in the newspaper for two days in a row!"
"You must praise me," Jiang Shan patted the armrest of the sofa and said with a smile, "If it were me, I would praise you even more fiercely."
"You regret it now," Cai Wensheng looked at him and said, "I told you earlier that we would also find a science fiction novel, but you just don't agree."
At this moment, the editor-in-chief's office suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at Jiangshan with a vague look.
"The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is indeed good, but if we add a top-notch science fiction novel, maybe their newspaper's honor as an "advanced news unit" will be stable.
What do you mean? Is this a case of complaining?
Chen Peisi, who was sitting aside, said nothing, but she was worried about Jiang Shan in her heart.
How can you blame Jiangshan for this? How can people have the right to see before and after?
Liu Xiaoqing on the other side also felt aggrieved for Jiang Shan in his heart.
But, after all, it was a work meeting in someone else's unit, so there was no way she could interrupt.
But speaking of it, what was it that Jiang Shan wanted her to follow?
"Even now, I will not agree to publish science fiction novels," Jiang Shan's voice told everyone clearly:
"There is something you should know. Just two days ago, the National Youth Daily published an article criticizing science fiction."
"National Youth Daily?" Cai Wensheng didn't know about this at all: "What did it say?"
"That's an ugly thing to say." Jiang Shan was worried about the other party:
"It can be summed up in three words: pseudoscience. The most important thing is that the author named and criticized in that article was Ye Yonglie."
"What? Pseudoscience."
"Is this actually happening?"
"Now we have something good to watch," Jiang Hai said with a smile without hesitation:
"A publication with a national prefix will not criticize a popular writer by name without a warning from above."
Jiang Shan silently glanced at the boss: "I guess the Pujiang Daily has already written several articles praising Ye Yonglie."
The book is really good, and Ye Yonglie is even more rare.
It's a pity that times are not cooperative.
"I think..." Cai Wensheng analyzed: "When the British science fiction writers come, they may change the way of saying it."
In this day and age, the relevant domestic departments will give face to anyone who can connect with foreign countries.
Many times, it will even be cited directly as a reference.
"It depends... what's that?" Jiang Shan couldn't remember the foreigner's name for a moment.
"Brian."
"Yes, it depends on what Brian will say when he comes."
According to his recollection, it was Comrade Briand's words after his visit to China that made the relevant domestic departments more firmly believe that:
Ye Yonglie's pseudo-scientific science fiction novels are publications that poison young people.
I remember that the "People's Daily" published a special article not long ago, picking out the newspapers and periodicals that had published "PHS Wandering the World" and criticizing them one by one.
In fact, compared with this article, Mr. Qian’s comment later published in the People’s Daily was the most fatal: Science fiction is a bad thing.
"Alas," Jiang Hai sighed and said happily: "Let's not worry about other people's affairs. I'll tell you something to make everyone happy!"
Upon hearing this, several people in the editor-in-chief's office laughed out of curiosity.
"Just this morning, I received a letter of commendation from the National Sports Commission," Jiang Hai slowly took out an envelope:
“In the letter, the leaders of the Sports Committee spoke highly of our newspaper for serializing martial arts novels.
They also revealed a message that in the next few years, the country will launch a number of plans to promote martial arts and promote martial arts competitions..."
Jiang Hai's words entered Liu Xiaoqing's head word by word.
Amidst Jiang Hai's words, she and Chen Peisi slowly looked towards Jiang Shan.
Jiang Shan, on the other hand, was waiting for them to look over with a smile.
After seeing Jiang Shan raise his eyebrows at them, Liu Xiaoqing suddenly showed an expression of admiration.
From now on, whenever I cannot make a decision on anything, the first person I ask will definitely be Jiang Shan.
What a coincidence, Chen Peisi thought so too.
Just as they were looking at each other for confirmation, cheers erupted in the Pujiang Newspaper meeting.
Just now, the smiling editor-in-chief Wei Yuanxing has announced good news to everyone:
"As of yesterday, the circulation of Pujiang Daily has reached a new record of 150,000 copies."
This number is also the current circulation volume of "Oriental Metropolis Daily".
Amidst the applause, Wei Yuanxing's eyes slowly fell on the page of "Gone with the Wind".
