Chapter 300 The Gate of the Central Academy of Fine Arts
Pujiang City, No. 51 Anhe Street.
Jiang Shan, who had just gotten up early in the morning, was walking outside the hospital, pulling on the Magnolia brand crepe paper in his hand.
"Give."
Chen Peisi behind her took one: "Why are you smarter than me? Come on some more."
"You're so awesome," Jiang Shan handed over the knife and paper in his hand: "Is this enough?"
After a while, the two people who had finished their work came back shivering.
In the yard, Jiang He was pumping gas for his wife's bicycle.
Jiang's mother walked with a pot of porridge and said, "Hurry up and have breakfast before it gets cold in a while."
The morning at Lao Jiang's house was as busy as ever.
The whole family goes to work and goes to school.
When Ma Jiang went to the market with her vegetable basket, there were still three people left in the whole main room.
"Second brother," Jiang Shan glanced at Jiang He's tool bag: "Are you going out soon?"
The second brother nodded and said nothing. After a while, he said, "It's the family planning side of the wall outside our newspaper office."
"Is the painting almost ready for me?"
"It will be done today."
Chen Peisi cooked half the pot of porridge by herself: "As for our second brother's skills, I think he is no worse than you."
"That's right, you don't even know whose brother it is," Jiang Shan said and took out a note from his pocket:
"Brother, if you are free in the past two days, you can go to the Fine Arts Publishing House and find Editor Pan. They are in urgent need of a painter of villain books. I recommended you to him."
"..." Jiang He was startled and looked up at Lao San: "Villain calligrapher and painter? Can I... now draw?"
"Why not," Jiang Shan said truthfully: "People with worse skills than you are painting, so you must be fine."
"Okay," Jiang He's training days are not short: "Then I'll give it a try!"
After turning around and entering the house, when he came out he had changed his clothes again.
"Are you going," Jiang Shan took a bite of the fried dough stick in surprise, "are you going right away?"
"What's there to wait for?" Jiang He had been looking forward to this day: "I'll go to the publishing house first and I won't know until I get there."
"Haha," Jiang Shan smiled: "That's okay. If you don't ask clearly, I guess you won't be interested in publicizing your family planning work."
Jiang He was not nervous at all and walked out the door with long strides.
After taking a few steps, he fell back: "Thank you, third brother!"
Jiang Shan: "Hai!"
Seeing that his second brother didn't show any happy expression at all, Jiang Shan's face burst into laughter.
Pujiang's breakfast seems to suit Chen Peisi's taste.
"What will you say later?" Chen Peisi stood up and patted her belly: "Will you go to the translation factory with me?"
"No, I have to go to work first. There is a meeting at the newspaper office this morning, and Gutai will also be there by then."
"Are you discussing the concert?"
"Um."
"Then I'll go with you and listen."
"You? No show for you today?"
"Some people have to dub for "Cassandra Bridge" in the morning, and it's our group's turn in the afternoon!"
Looking into Chen Peisi's expectant eyes, Jiang Shan didn't stop him anymore: "Then... let's go."
"Walk!"
…
On the way to the newspaper office, Chen Peisi kept thinking about the translated films she watched during this period.
Before entering the conference room, he did not forget to tell Jiang Shan a few words: "Let me tell you Jiang Shan, the movie "Cassandra Bridge" is very good. You must go see it when you have time."
Jiang Shan nodded as he walked: "I'll go in the afternoon."
To be honest, he really couldn't remember what Sophia Loren looked like when she was young.
In the conference room of "Oriental Metropolis Daily" today, in addition to some key members of the newspaper, two comrades from Pujiang TV Station were also present.
"This," editor-in-chief Jiang Hai spoke first:
"Everyone is very pressed for time, especially these two days for the "Rising Stars Concert".
So I will make a long story short. Yesterday, Director Gu of the TV station and I went to the Ten Thousand Sports Hall to finalize the concert venue."
After saying that, he and Gu Zhengzheng looked at each other and smiled.
"The comrades of the Ten Thousand Sports Center are very supportive of our work. After on-site inspection, we found that the Ten Thousand Sports Hall actually has 18,000 seats, but considering the viewing angle, the number of seats that can really be used should be 15,000."
Gu Zhengzheng continued: "The facilities in the venue are among the best in the country, and even heating and cooling air conditioners are already equipped."
"This concert is jointly sponsored by Oriental Metropolis Newspaper and Pujiang TV Station, and is planned by Chunfengdu Company," Jiang Hai continued:
"After three-party discussions, it was decided that the performance time of "New Star Concert" will be scheduled for the Lantern Festival on March 1st and March 2nd. In the following days, our newspaper will work with Pujiang TV Station to prepare "New Star Concert"
"Concert" is fully promoted..."
Faced with the leaders of the two units giving lectures in turn, everyone in the conference room was taking notes carefully.
At this time, Jiangshan was also writing something.
Chen Peisi raised her head and took a look: Pujiang Conservatory of Music, Central Song and Dance Troupe, General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe, Maritime Affairs, Oriental...
"Why are you writing this?"
"Of course I invite them to the concert."
"..." Chen Peisi was stunned: "You invite? Can they come?"
"Of course I can't do it," Jiang Shan quietly pointed at Gu Zhengzheng: "It's different for him. The face of Pujiang TV Station must be given."
"Oh my god, the tickets for this concert are still not sold...that's crazy!"
"You just understand!"
Looking at the long list of music units written by Jiang Shan on the paper, Chen Peisi realized what level the concert she attended would be.
After a while, I looked at Jiangshan writing and thinking about it, and immediately decided not to bother him anymore.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, thanks to my participation in the radio drama "Latent", otherwise I wouldn't have had the opportunity to participate in such a meaningful event.
…
Afternoon, two o'clock.
When Zhu Fengbo, Gu Jianfen and Director Chen of the Chinese Singing Club walked into the dubbing factory on time, Jiang Shan was already waiting at the gate.
"Reporter Jiang, it turns out you are still an employee of the translation factory?"
Director Chen started greeting Jiang Shan from afar, and he was still very well-dressed.
"I'm just a temporary worker here," Jiang Shan said with a smile, "I only come here when necessary in the factory."
How could Director Chen believe his nonsense: "Don't be humble. Teacher Zhu told me that you are actually the translator here."
"Xiao Jiang," Zhu Fengbo asked with a smile: "You said you have something good for us to see, what exactly is it?"
"Yes, Xiao Jiang," Gu Jianfen also asked, "I've been curious all morning."
Jiang Shan smiled and led the way: "You'll see me soon."
In the viewing hall of the translation factory, all the members of the small chorus have been assembled.
Sitting in front of the piano, Li Qinghui even put on a new sweater.
When Zhu Fengbo, Gu Jianfen and Director Chen walked in.
The lineup in front of them immediately stunned them all.
Especially Director Chen, his surprised expression was particularly obvious.
Even though I usually come into contact with celebrities, I have never seen such a scene.
But, before he could ask any more questions.
Teacher Li Qinghui's hands began to press towards the piano.
When a familiar prelude sounded, Gu Jianfen was obviously stunned for a moment.
Then, an even more surprising scene happened to her.
Liu Xiaoqing, who kept smiling on the stage, happily sang: "Young friends, come to meet today."
Ding Jianhua's voice is the most beautiful: "Swing the boat and let the warm wind blow gently."
Qiao Zhen: "The flowers are fragrant," Qiu Yuefeng: "The birds are singing."
Chen Peisi stretched out her left hand: "The spring scenery is intoxicating."
Pan Hong was led by him and stretched out her right hand: "Singing and laughing are flying around the colorful clouds."
"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..."
After singing the song, it ends neatly.
When every actor on the stage looked at the audience with a smile, Gu Jianfen was already moved to tears.
"Thank you... thank you,"
Gu Jianfen looked at the smiling faces in front of her with trembling eyes: "I, Gu Jianfen, bow to you."
When she saw her song sung by this group of actors, Gu Jianfen was filled with excitement.
God knows how many units and schools she went to for this song...
"This teacher Gu Jianfen is the composer of "Young Friends Come to Meet","
Jiang Shan's voice always sounds at the most appropriate time: "Let us applaud Teacher Gu, and hope that Teacher Gu can write more beautiful songs for us."
There was a burst of applause.
Gu Jianfen was so excited that she ran onto the stage and shook hands with every actor to express her gratitude.
At this moment, Director Chen has not yet come out of the previous singing.
"Teacher Zhu," he really couldn't believe it: "This is the song you recommended to me in the cafe that day?"
"Isn't that the song?" Zhu Fengbo got angry when he mentioned it: "How about it, does it sound good?"
"This is so nice." Especially coming from the mouths of these people.
"Didn't you still look down on it at that time?"
"Didn't I...didn't listen to everything!"
After Gu Jianfen walked off the stage happily, Director Chen immediately greeted him:
"Teacher Gu, your song "Young Friends Come to Meet" is very good. If you agree, our factory can record this song."
"Don't talk to me about this matter. I have fully entrusted Xiao Jiang with all matters related to this song. He is the owner of this song now..." Gu Jianfen thought about it and said: "Manager, yes, let's call him manager.
"
Director Chen's smile froze on his face: "Ge's manager? What does this mean?"
"That is to say," Gu Jianfen replied seriously: "From now on in "Young Friends Come to Meet", the country has the final say."
After saying that, Gu Jianfen gave Jiangshan a kind smile.
This guy is still reliable. He told the record company to take the initiative to come to her, but he immediately came to her.
I searched through most of the city of Yanjing but didn't release the songs, but this guy found them out in just a few days.
Not only did he have celebrities line up to sing, but he also got the China Singing Club to send him an invitation.
If you write any more songs from now on, don’t worry about it, just hand it over to Jiang Shan!
Director Chen is also a sensible person. He will look at the stage now and then look at the audience.
After that, he smiled and walked towards the comrade who brought "Pacific" back to life.
"Reporter Jiang," Director Chen handed out a cigarette: "I heard from Teacher Gu that the song "Young Friends Come to Meet"... now I want to talk to you?"
"Hey, I'm just helping Teacher Gu with publicity," Jiang Shan said, avoiding the important things and saying lightly, "Isn't this song good?"
"It sounds good," Director Chen nodded fiercely: "The tune is cheerful and catchy. It's really good to listen to."
"The key is to listen to the lyrics," Jiang Shan said emphatically: "What a great motherland, how beautiful it must be. The sky is new and the earth is new. Who can create miracles? It depends on our new generation in the 1980s.
How well written!”
Director Chen thought to himself, what am I talking about here? "It's very good, then let's talk about the recording work."
"Don't worry about this. The key is that you can't record this song, right? Listen to me and I'll tell you slowly..."
…
Yanjing City, Dayabao Hutong.
As the faculty dormitory of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, Dayabao Hutong also has another name, the Dazhaimen of the Central Academy of Fine Arts.
This courtyard house with three entrances and more than 20 rooms has been home to many celebrities in the art world.
Qi Baishi, Xu Beihong, Li Kuchan, Wu Zuoren, Shen Congwen, Li Keran...
Today, although it is no longer as lively as before, fortunately, Huang Yongyu, Shen Congwen and Zhang Ding are still in charge.
At this time in the evening, Huang Yongyu was playing with the cat at his desk.
Suddenly, the phone on the table rang.
"Hello~"
"Is this Yong Yu? Lei Hao, I am Liang Yong!"
"Hey,"
Huang Yongyu really didn't expect that on this snowy evening, he would hear a greeting from afar.
"Why did you remember to call me?"
Cha Liangyong was also forced to do nothing by Huang Zhan. After recounting a few old stories, he told the truth about his visit.
"Jiang Shan," Huang Yongyu didn't hesitate for a second: "The person you are looking for must be Jiang Shan."
"It turns out that the person in charge of this company is named Jiangshan," Cha Liangyong wrote on the paper: "My friend is still a little hesitant now. I wonder how much mainland designers know about overseas fast food, especially McDonald's? Or don’t you understand it at all?”
Today's Huang Yongyu doesn't know Huang Zhan, so he frowned when he heard this: "Don't get me wrong, this little friend of mine has lived in Dong-Kyoto for a while, not to mention Xiangjiang."
"So Mr. Jiang is your friend," Zha Liangyong thought. This would be easy to handle: "If that's the case, then there's no problem."
"There's no problem." Huang Yongyu had to set the stage for Jiangshan first: "Do you know how busy Jiangshan is? There's no telling whether he will accept your friend's commission."
"That's why I came to you for help..."
"Then... okay," Huang Yongyu said, "I'll ask you first."
For the sake of the last "Legend of the Condor Heroes", he decided to help this old friend.
After hanging up the phone, Huang Yongyu pushed the cat off his lap.
"I haven't seen what kind of two-hands-painting commercial this kid has shot, but outsiders who live in Xiangjiang have taken a fancy to it first."
