Chapter 274 'Oriental Metropolis Daily' shows off its big face
In the small courtyard of No. 51 early in the morning, every household was busy urging their children.
Whether they are in class or not, they are all working in an orderly manner day after day.
However, Comrade Jiang Shan, who could obviously get up later, was already sitting at the dinner table.
Because only with this skill can he spend some time with all the old Jiang family members.
"San'er, what time did you come back last night?" Jiang's mother was busy combing Jiang Xiaoyu's hair, but she also didn't forget to talk to her younger son.
"Just when they are so beautiful..." Jiang Shan pointed with his chopsticks at the two college entrance examination students who were busy milling around.
Before the words were spoken, Jiang Chuan and Ying Ruhua hurriedly ran into the main room.
He picked up a small bowl and drank a few mouthfuls of soy milk. Then one of them picked up a fried dough stick and ran out again.
"Are we going to be late again?" Jiang's mother asked loudly and distressedly.
"It's our turn to be on duty today," Jiang Chuan's voice gradually drifted away in the small courtyard: "We both forgot..."
"You still want to take the college entrance examination with this memory?" Jiang Shan shook his head and picked up a fried dough stick, tore it up and threw it into the porridge.
Lu Xiao, who was also eating porridge, didn't say anything. He skillfully picked up a fried dough stick and tore it in half.
Then, Jiang He, who was sitting aside, naturally took over the other half.
Jiang's mother, who was nagging just now, immediately stopped talking and glanced at her younger son with a smear of eyes.
I found that the guy was not touched at all and was still grabbing the delicious porridge in the bowl.
"Alas~"
"What's wrong, Mom?"
"Eat yours!"
"Second sister-in-law," my mother said to Comrade Jiangshan, who can only see work at the moment: "Are Chen Peisi and the others used to staying in your factory?"
"Don't worry," Lu Xiao felt that he didn't need to take care of the other person at all: "They treat each other more naturally than I do."
"Where's the dubbing?"
"Very good," Lu Xiao really felt very good: "The intensity of the voice is just right, and the coordination with other characters is also very good."
The few people who originally looked like they were having fun in Lu Xiao's eyes suddenly changed into serious people after entering the recording studio.
When reciting lines into the microphone, there are many facial expressions and movements.
The seriousness with which I treat dubbing is no less serious than my usual attitude in filming.
Jiang Shan felt relieved when his second sister-in-law said this.
It seems that those three amateur players are still very reliable.
…
At the same time, Oriental Metropolis Daily, which also made people in Pujiang feel reliable, also made a big appearance today.
At this moment, not to mention the citizens, even the "Wenhui Daily" in Pujiang were discussing the news in the "Oriental Metropolis Daily".
This morning, several editors who had just walked into the office originally wanted to care about readers' reactions to the news in their newspapers.
Unexpectedly, I saw several news in "Oriental Metropolis Daily" that were more powerful than my own.
"'We Want to Sing a New Song of the Times,'" an editor holding a copy of the Metropolis Daily read, "Look, you guys, this article in their newspaper was actually written by Zhu Fengbo himself."
"Li Guyi?" Another editor rubbed his eyes vigorously: "Am I right? Next to Zhu Fengbo's article, there is an article written by Li Guyi?"
"What are you talking about in your sleep? Show me quickly." Qin Kang, the editor-in-chief of the supplement department of "Wenhui Po", snatched today's copy of "Oriental Metropolis Daily" from the opponent's hand.
Soon, Editor Qin found the two sleep talk articles in the newspaper.
"We Want to Sing a New Song of the Times" and "A Breath-style Singing Method of Nostalgic Love".
Not only does it have an article, but it also includes photos of two lesbians next to the article.
Obviously, these eye-catching ways of publishing have always been Jiangshan’s traditional habits.
"It was really written by them," Editor Qin looked at the two articles in the newspaper in disbelief: "Did the two singers agree in advance? Why did they suddenly start writing articles."
"This "Oriental Metropolis Daily" is awesome, but it is really awesome," another editor had to express his admiration:
"Our newspaper published an article praising "Nostalgia", and we held a meeting to study it for two days. It's good, there are two articles in one, and both were written by the singer himself."
"That's right. I don't know how their editor got the manuscript?"
After finishing speaking, Editor Qin took a look at an article in his own "Wenhui Po" titled "Pioneer of Reform in the Song Industry—Zhu Fengbo."
"Look at the third page,"
An editor who had just finished reading "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" found an article in "Oriental Metropolis Daily": ""The Boundary Line You Don't Know"."
"...After listening to the old man's words, the girls by the stream quickly set up pots and boiled hot water,"
When Editor Qin finished reading the article in the newspaper, the originally lively editorial room immediately became quiet.
""Oriental Metropolis Daily","
Editor Qin, who had already walked to the window, looked out the window and muttered to himself: "The previous "Secret Paper of the College Entrance Examination" was also their masterpiece, right?"
“Their masterpiece is not only the Secret Paper of the College Entrance Examination, but also Jin Yong’s The Legend of the Condor Heroes, which is not something that ordinary newspapers can get.”
""Weekly Star", "Film and Television World", "Daily Foreign Language Corner"... and the recent "Into the Campus", no matter which one is published, it is enough for other newspapers and magazines to covet."
"Yes," Editor Qin, who was standing in front of the window, couldn't help but frowned: "This is actually a newly founded newspaper. Who would dare to believe it if I tell you? Do you believe it?"
"I don't believe it anyway!"
"I don't believe it either."
Just as Qin Kang shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he didn't believe it either, another piece of news caught his eye.
"The roses that started a rush of buying in Hong Kong are blooming everywhere and are finally introduced."
"In response to the strong demand of the general public, there are currently a small number of Hong Kong version of the stereo tape "Rose Blooms Everywhere"..."
After reading this, Editor Qin immediately raised his head: "Send a reporter to inquire about the situation of this tape. If it is indeed in stock, ask him to quickly buy a tape and come back to listen to it."
…
While the editors of "Wen Wei Po" were collectively watching other people's newspapers, Comrade Jiang Shan, who had already walked into the door of the translation factory, was also looking at their "Wen Wei Po".
"In just 48 days, at the invitation of the Yanjing Song and Dance Troupe, the singer Zhu Fengbo performed 36 solo concerts in a row, and received unanimous praise from the citizens of Yanjing... Look, Mr. Zhu,"
Jiang Shan smiled and said to Zhu Fengbo who was walking beside him: "Today's "Wenhui Po" is also praising you."
"Really?" Zhu Fengbo quickly took the newspaper and asked, "Where is it?"
"Here it is!"
"Why are you starting to publish articles about me?"
Looking at the news in front of him, Zhu Fengbo only felt that all this must be related to the report of "Oriental Metropolis Daily" promoting "roses blooming everywhere".
"This is our family's newspaper," Jiang Shan handed another newspaper to the other party: "Not only does it contain articles written by you, but it also contains articles by teacher Li Guyi."
"Did she write it herself?"
"Not only was it written by her, she also handed it to me with her own hands."
"Give it to you personally? So, Reporter Jiang, you have also interviewed..."
According to the previously arranged time, Jiang Shan finally met Mr. Zhu Fengbo, the leading lady in the singing world today, at the translation studio.
On the way to the recording studio, Zhu Fengbo was surprised to learn that the young reporter in front of him had already eaten at the same table as Gu Jianfen and Li Guyi.
"After they found out that your tape was sold domestically, they all said they would take it to the group to promote it!"
"They are worried about me!"
"There's no need to worry at all," Jiang Shan and Zhu Fengbo chatted closer and closer: "Can you still worry about selling your tapes?"
"You can't say that," Zhu Fengbo quickly reminded: "Sales in Xiangjiang are equivalent to failure."
"That's because they don't know the goods," said Comrade Jiang Shan, who knew what was good and bad. "Our newspaper office is very optimistic about you."
"Reporter Jiang,"
"Just call me Xiaojiang."
"Xiao Jiang, I heard Manager Liao said that he has entrusted you with all the tape matters?"
"That's indeed the case," Jiang Shan said with a smile.
"You're not worried at all?"
"Who's going to decide? There's no need to worry about your tape."
Although Manager Liao had already said a lot of frank words for Jiang Shan, Zhu Fengbo still couldn't let go when he looked at the young man in front of him:
"Xiao Jiang, regarding the tape, as long as I can help you, just ask and don't be polite to me!"
"Okay, I'm not going to be polite to you," Jiang Shan was waiting for her to say this: "No, I'm going to trouble you to take a set of promotional photos today!"
"What's the trouble!"
While they were talking, the two of them had already walked into the recording studio where the red light was on.
"This is a feast for the wind," Qiu Yuefeng's master-level narration began unhurriedly:
"Wu Jingzhong deliberately arranged to stay in a private room of a Western restaurant. When stationmaster Wu's wife helped Comrade Cuiping, who was wearing a cheongsam, to come out again..."
"Everyone, be quiet." Pan Hong, who voices the webmaster's wife, adjusted her unique voice just right: "Look, aren't you pretty?"
After a few sparse applause, Mrs. Ma, "played" by Lu Xiao, said coquettishly: "It's so beautiful, she looks like a city girl!"
"It fits quite well."
"Director Yu still has vision."
At this time, Qiu Yuefeng's narration sounded again: "Just when people at the table were saying polite words, Cuiping suddenly covered the slit of the cheongsam and squatted down..."
Liu Xiaoqing, who was standing in front of the microphone, immediately said angrily: "You are fooling me, you are seeking death!"
Qiao Zhen, who voices Yu Zecheng, quickly said warmly: "This is what cheongsam is like, get up Cuiping."
Liu Xiaoqing: “I haven’t finished sewing yet!”
"Girl, that's how beautiful the cheongsam is," Pan Hong looked at Liu Xiaoqing and said with a smile, "We country people can wear it too."
"..."
"teacher Zhu,"
Jiang Shan, outside the soundproof glass, whispered to Zhu Fengbo: "In this radio drama, your song "Rose Blooms Everywhere" will appear as an interlude."
"Is this specially arranged by you?" Zhu Fengbo asked in a low voice.
"You guessed it," Jiang Shan continued mysteriously: "I not only invited three movie actors for this drama, but also two announcers, Zhao Zhongxiang and Song Shixiong."
"..."
For a moment, Zhu Fengbo, who was looking at Jiangshan, was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.
After a while, he slowly said: "How about you also arrange a role for me?"
