Chapter 297 This is the right way to start a concert
Pujiang Translation Film Studio, Director’s Office.
Hu Xiao, who was sitting on the sofa, tapped the cigarette case with his cigarette with a proud look in his eyes.
On another sofa, Gu Zhengzheng was looking at a letter full of notes in surprise:
"Nanguang, Anguang, Hangguang, Haguang, Guangguang...and Yangguang? So many radio stations have come to see you?"
"You can't believe it, right?" Hu Xiao smiled and said, "Don't talk about you, even I can't believe it myself."
"However, if you think about it carefully, it's not surprising. If I were the leader of the radio station, I would definitely contact you."
When Gu Zhengzheng saw the interview video that Zhang Lu brought back to Taili, he was also shocked.
How could he have imagined that the dubbing crew of a radio drama would have such a luxurious lineup.
Not only did Pan Hong and Liu Xiaoqing be invited, but Chen Peisi, who had just emerged, also came over from Yanjing.
Before he could recover, Zhang Lu told him an upgraded version of the shock.
Director Zhou of CCTV is re-shooting a video of Zhao Zhongxiang and Song Shixiong’s opening greetings.
When this top-notch set of three axes is wielded, those radio stations will rush over to grab it!
"I really didn't expect that,"
Hu Xiao, who had eaten enough and had nothing to do, started walking in the office:
"The first self-operated project I took the lead in was able to attract so many celebrities. You didn't know it. Zhu Fengbo also added a paragraph to it."
"Who?" Gu Zhengzheng thought he heard wrongly: "Zhu Fengbo?"
"She originally just came over to take pictures of a few promotional posters for the tape. She probably thought it was fun, so she also said a few words in it."
"When I saw her in the opening ceremony, I thought it was because her song was in the drama, but it turned out that she even dubbed a voiceover?"
"My eyes have been opened this time," Hu Xiao shook his head and sighed: "How do you think this kid Jiangshan got to know this person?"
“The key point is that everyone is quite familiar with it!”
"Now I've taken advantage of it all," Hu Xiao said happily when he thought about it:
"In the past, when Pan Hong always sneaked into your house, I was quite envious. Now it's better. Not only is Pan Hong here, but Liu Xiaoqing is hanging around in front of you every day."
"Don't talk nonsense, who got into my room," Gu Zhengzheng quickly waved his hand: "How long will it take for the radio drama of "Latent" to be produced? Then so many radio stations are looking forward to you!"
"They are indeed very anxious. They said that many manufacturers are asking them when they can broadcast "Latent"."
“What about the merchants who contact you proactively?”
"Xiao Jiang and I have already discussed this matter," Hu Xiao stopped and said:
"The "Latent" sent to various radio stations is free, but we will record two or three commercials at the beginning and end, all of which are one or two sentences of spoken word. As for the commercials that each radio station invites, that will be up to us.
"Well, if you put it this way, as long as there is a radio station broadcasting it, your factory can put out two advertisements," Gu Zhengzheng thought for a while: "I think it's good, you can make money on both sides."
"I also think it's pretty good. In the past, so many films were dubbed, and no matter how good the market response was, it had nothing to do with the efficiency of the factory. But now it's better. The more copies are made, we can hear the noise."
"Not bad, not bad," Gu Zhengzheng stood up: "Let's go, take me to see the dubbing scene of "Latent". Speaking of which, I haven't seen it yet!"
"Walk!"
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As soon as I opened the door, I heard a string of singing coming over.
Liu Xiaoqing: "Young friends, come and meet us today."
Ding Jianhua: "Swing the boat, the warm wind blows gently."
Qiao Zhen: "The flowers smell fragrant,"
Qiu Yuefeng: "Birds are singing,"
Chen Peisi: "The spring scenery is intoxicating."
Pan Hong: "Songs and laughter are flying around the colorful clouds."
Jiang Shan waved his hands, and the room immediately resounded:
"Ah, friends of youth, to whom does this wonderful spring belong?"
Female voice: "Belong to me,"
Male voice: "Belong to you,"
Everyone said: "Belonging to our new generation in the 1980s..."
Hu Xiao, who was still holding the door with one hand, was so shocked that he forgot to stop.
Gu Zhengzheng, who was standing next to him, also had the same expression of discovering a new world: "This...? Is this also a scene from "Latent"?"
At this moment, the singing in the room continued.
Hu Xiao was quite excited when he heard it: "I haven't heard of it. Why don't I remember this plot, but it sounds interesting. What kind of song is this?"
"You ask me?" Gu Zhengzheng still wanted to ask him: "Where do I know where to go?"
At this time, Jiang Shan, who pretended to be a conductor with chopsticks, spoke in groups: "Everyone performed well this time. They all sang in tune."
"Come on," Liu Xiaoqing hit him with the word score: "It's not like I taught you well."
Jiang Shan also expressed his gratitude for this.
Fortunately, when Gu Jianfen was teaching singing at Yanjing Hotel that day, Liu Xiaoqing and Chen Peisi were also present.
Otherwise, with Jiang Shan's voice, he really wouldn't be able to do this kind of serial work.
"Xiaojiang,"
Hu Xiao's loud voice came from behind: "What's going on? Is this another improvised scene?"
"You're here, Director Hu." Jiang Shan turned around and realized, "You're here too, Gutai."
"Thankfully I came today,"
Gu Zhengzheng was surprised and happy when he heard this: "Otherwise, we really wouldn't have seen such a wonderful scene!"
This scene is pretty cool. Has anyone seen Pan Hong, Liu Xiaoqing, and Chen Peisi singing together?
Not to mention there are Qiu Yuefeng, Qiao Zhen and Ding Jianhua in it.
"Xiao Jiang," Gu Zhengzheng's eyes were filled with stars: "What are you doing?"
Jiangshan has two rows of small white teeth and a bright smile:
"This is called a star chorus. When one person sings a line, a hundred flowers bloom. The effect of joining forces is stronger than that of any famous singer alone."
When Jiang Shan finished saying this loudly, the employees of the translation factory present immediately felt relaxed!
It turned out that in Jiangshan's eyes, they were as shining as stars.
"Celebrity chorus?" Gu Zhengzheng listened and commented: "It is indeed more interesting than the previous small choruses."
"Your reading is so accurate," Jiang Shan asked with a smile, "How about Gutai? Isn't this scene more exciting than the usual concert performances?
"This is what I just wanted to say," Gu Zhengzheng was still thinking about it: "If this was a show, it would definitely be very popular among the audience."
"What's going on here," Jiang Shan continued, "The accompaniment hasn't been played yet. If the whole show comes complete with costumes and accompaniment, the effect of the show will be so good that you can't even imagine it."
"Accompaniment? Lao Hu, I remember that your unit has a piano, right?"
"There is nothing in our unit." Hu Xiao was also very optimistic about the program in front of him: "Xiao Lu, go and call Teacher Li quickly."
Lu Xiao didn't say anything, stood up and ran outside.
The remaining people were not idle either, and headed to the studio in great force.
Hu Xiao said as he walked: "Li Qinghui is the music editor of our unit. He is proficient in many musical instruments. Playing the piano is just like playing."
Gu Zhengzheng remembered: "Is he the one who accompanies you every time you recite poetry?"
"Yes, that's her."
The studio of the translation factory doesn't look very big, but the piano on the stage is very eye-catching.
Everyone in the dubbing team today looked very excited. At first they thought they were just helping Jiang Shan sing a song.
Unexpectedly, the singing became more and more energetic at this moment. Everyone really liked the feeling of this big chorus.
At this moment, people turned on the lights and set up microphones, not to mention how enthusiastic they were.
"Lao Hu, are you looking for me?"
A thin lesbian walked in. She looked like she must be 50 years old.
"There is a show scheduled in the factory," Hu Xiao pointed to the stage: "How about you go and help with the accompaniment?"
"No problem, what's the name of the song?"
"Yes," Hu Xiao and Gu Zhengzheng looked at Jiangshan together: "What is the name of this song?"
""Young Friends Come to Meet"."
Li Qinghui was stunned: "What kind of song is this? I've never heard it."
"Wait a minute, I'll help you find a helper," Jiang Shan snapped his fingers at Liu Xiaoqing: "Sister Xiaoqing!"
"Coming!"
Liu Xiaoqing responded crisply.
Then, he and Li Qinghui sat in front of the piano.
When it comes to playing musical instruments, Liu Xiaoqing definitely ranks first among a group of actors.
Piano, dulcimer, and drums are all a no-brainer.
With her cooperation, Li Qinghui quickly composed the song.
"Come on, come on,"
Jiang Shan's little chopsticks became nervous again: "Everyone, stand in line, let's sing along with the accompaniment."
When a piano prelude sounded, "Young Friends Come to Meet" was sung smoothly in the studio.
As the audience, Hu Xiao and Gu Zhengzheng only felt a chill.
"Old Gu," Hu Xiao had to remind Gu Zhengzheng: "This set arranged by Jiangshan is much more interesting than your station's Pujiang Spring."
"When they sang it for the first time," Gu Zhengzheng was already excited: "I already realized that it was a very interesting innovation, and what our station needs most right now is innovation."
"Xiaojiang," Hu Xiao shouted to Jiangshan: "Stop playing with that stick of yours. They can sing very well without you hanging around."
"Come to Jiangshan," Gu Zhengzheng waved, "I have something to ask you."
"coming,"
When Jiang Shan heard this, he immediately put away his chopsticks: "What's going on?"
What Hu Xiao wants to know most is: "Xiao Jiang, tell the truth, did you write this song?"
"How can I do that?" Jiang Shan said truthfully:
"The person who wrote this song is actually a good friend of Zhu Fengbo. They asked me to help promote this song yesterday. When I heard it, it sounded pretty good, so I just taught it to everyone first."
Hu Xiao nodded: "Such a nice song should be promoted well."
After saying that, he and Jiang Shan looked at Gu Zhengzheng.
"Well," Gu Zhengzheng finally understood what was going on: "Whether it's this song or the team singing it, I think it's very good."
"Gutai," Jiang Shan suggested while it was hot: "Didn't you complain a while ago that the cultural and artistic programs on the station were too monotonous?"
"He was complaining to me for a while just now," Hu Xiao also remembered: "Not even a quarter of the tickets for the folk music competition of "Pujiang Spring" were sold, which shows that it is another loss-making program for Taiwan.
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"Then do you think anyone will buy tickets for my show?"
"It's really good to watch," Gu Zhengzheng said with a frown: "But if it's just this one show, how can we sell tickets?"
"I blame me for not making it clear," Jiang Shan continued: "If... I said if, if I help you attract more than 10 people for such a good show, do you think anyone will come to watch it?"
"That's it?" Gu Zhengzheng became excited: "I think one of them is worth it, can you help me find 10 more?"
"Well," Jiang Shan put away the smile on his face and looked quite serious: "As long as I can get your support, I can help you organize the most popular concert in the country."
Jiang Shan's words were resounding, and Gu Zhengzheng and Hu Xiao looked at Jiang Shan at the same time.
If another person said this, they would both think that the other person was farting.
But Jiangshan is different. Every time this kid makes a move, their vision will soar.
"Tell me," Gu Zhengzheng said decisively: "How can I support you?"
"If you need it," Hu Xiao said without hesitation, "just ask me."
"Thank you in advance, both leaders."
"Don't come here," Gu Zhengzheng waved his hand: "I should be the one to say thank you."
Jiang Shan smiled, he liked the sobriety of these two people: "Isn't there a stadium with 10,000 people in Xuhui? How about we hold a large-scale concert there?"
Hu Xiao's eyes were startled: "Ten Thousand Sports Hall?"
"Did I hear you correctly?" Gu Zhengzheng thought of "Spring on the Pujiang River", which had just sold a quarter of its tickets.
"You heard it right," Jiang Shan nodded vigorously: "It's the Ten Thousand Sports Hall!"
"Xiaojiang," Hu Xiao felt that he should be cautious: "If such a big stall is opened, do you know what it means?"
"Don't worry, let's sit down and talk slowly,"
At this moment, Gu Zhengzheng became calmer: "Tell me first, what kind of programs will be included in the concert you are planning to hold."
Compared with Jiangshan, what Gu Zhengzheng and his gang lacked was only vision, but they definitely lacked wisdom!
In Gu Zhengzheng's opinion, the chorus just now was already able to dominate the country.
If the performances that Jiang Shan mentioned were all of this level, he could fill up two Ten Thousand Gymnasiums, let alone one Ten Thousand Gymnasium.
"Have the people ever seen such a wonderful show?" Jiang Shan pointed to the stage and said: "Not to mention the Ten Thousand Sports Hall, even if there is another Ten Thousand Sports Hall, I can sell all the tickets to it!"
September 18, 1980.
The Yanjing Evening News, which had just resumed publication, used half of its front page to publish two news articles.
The first is "In response to the requests of readers and listeners in the capital, this newspaper will hold a "Rising Stars Concert" in Capital City", and the second is "Introducing new artists and recommending new songs".
According to the notice in the newspaper, ticket sales will begin at 9 a.m. on the next day, September 19.
The reporter from the Yanjing Evening News, who had been up all night, rushed to the ticket office of Capital City at dawn the next day.
When I arrived at the end of the field, I saw that the people in front of the ticket window had already lined up from the capital to the zoo.
The reporter quickly walked to the front of the queue and inquired, and found out that many people had queued up in the early morning.
The newspaper reporter was so moved that he quickly contacted the ticket office to open a window to sell tickets.
In less than three hours, more than 30,000 tickets were announced to be sold out.
But despite this, a large number of people are still coming...
