These days, whenever a performance group has a performance, they will send a few viewing tickets to newspapers and radio stations.
Many times, even TV stations don’t treat me this way.
In February 1980, after issuing three trial issues, the Yanjing Evening News announced its official resumption of publication.
So, in the Workers' Club of Wudaokou, Yanjing, two comrades who were editors of the Yanjing Evening News finally had the opportunity to sit in the front row and enjoy the performance of the National Ballet of China.
The play performed today is "Fish Beauty".
Compared to the hustle and bustle on the stage, there was silence offstage.
The vast area of empty seats made it difficult for the editor to take a panoramic shot of the camera.
Only then did they understand why there wasn't even a comrade checking tickets at the entrance of the cultural center.
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On Sunday, in the small studio of Pujiang TV Station, there was a lot of excitement on and off the stage.
Compared with the solo performances a while ago, today's stage was almost not enough.
In the auditorium, Gu Zhengzheng, Hu Xiao, Jiang Hai, Jiang Shan, Gu Jianfen, Li Guyi... were sitting steadily in the first row.
Wang Jieshi, Xie Lisi, Wu Guosong, Zhu Mingying, Zheng Xulan, and Ma Guoguang were sitting nervously in the second row.
After some muttering, the studio gradually became quiet.
On the stage, Liu Xiaoqing, who was wiping his red face, clasped his hands under his chest and began to announce: "Now please listen to the female solo: Prairie Female Militia. Singer: Zhu Fengbo, dance performance: Yanjing Comrades Art Troupe."
"Xiao Qing is the announcer today?" Upon seeing the movement on the stage, Jiang Hai hurriedly asked Jiang Shan.
"Teacher Gu and I suggested," Jiang Shan said in a lower voice, "but Xiaoqing is thin-skinned, so I gave her a chance to adapt in advance."
"Is she thin-skinned?" Chen Peisi came over and said, "You really don't understand her very well. She had a great day when she learned about the decision that day!"
"Shh!"
Jiang Hai looked straight ahead and let out a hiss!
But even if he didn't express anything, Jiang Shan and Chen Peisi had stopped talking.
At this moment, Zhu Fengbo stood at a corner of the stage with a microphone, leaving the entire stage to a group of lively girls.
As the singing rose and fell, a row of female dancers dancing and laughing walked onto the stage in step with the rhythm, led by a girl carrying a banner.
Every move, every turn, every kick, every jump is all about the legs.
A rainbow seemed to have been set up on the small stage.
With the smiles and frowns of this group of girls in practice uniforms, the entire small studio immediately came alive.
Graceful, light, straight, sassy...and youthful.
I don’t know how they put these words together?
Anyway, it looks good no matter how you look at it.
Jiangshan has to admit that this is called carving by nature.
There are not a few people here who disagree with his simple view.
The female dancers danced around the stage.
The eyes of the audience were circling around the stage.
"Lao San, no wonder you asked me to review the program today,"
Jiang Hai finally understood the good intentions of his third brother: "This program is well chosen...very good!"
"No," Chen Peisi was surprised: "Boss, have you never seen this dance?"
In the early years, it was almost mandatory to learn the dance in every group. Even in the era when televisions were not yet popular, it should not have been seen once.
"Of course I've seen it," Jiang Hai said matter-of-factly, "but I've never seen anyone dancing in this outfit."
To be honest, Director Feng knows how to arrange flowers.
As far as the movie "Youth" is concerned, from beginning to end, the audience only cares about the dance... and the dancing actresses.
Both men and women are alike, no one should deny it.
Even though the actors on stage were wearing long trousers and long trousers, they were still not something ordinary people would see.
For example, these two from the Jiang family.
But precisely because they had never seen it before, they loved watching this dance even more.
If they had to raise their cards, both of them would definitely give 10 points.
It's a pity that although the dance is beautiful, it is a bit short.
Before I could take a closer look, the actresses on the stage were already smiling and bowing.
This wonderful performance attracted a round of applause from the audience.
When we are acquainted with each other, we do not forget to exchange a few words.
Especially Gu Zhengzheng and Hu Xiao, they discussed together for a long time.
Hu Xiao has a feeling that after the New Stars Concert, his colleagues across the country will know Gu Zhengzheng’s name.
"I feel that the subtitle in front of your director should be removed soon."
Gutai chuckled: "How has your feeling ever been accurate?"
"What did I say about Xiao Jiang? Have you forgotten?"
"..."
At this time, the two of them slowly looked at Jiangshan.
"Prairie Female Militia" is a song sung by Zhu Fengbo for the 1975 musical "A Hundred Flowers in Bloom".
It is precisely because he has never forgotten the rehearsal scene of this song and dance that Feng Xiaogang filmed a youthful film "Youth".
As a result, as soon as the movie was released, everyone couldn't forget it.
Therefore, Jiangshan specially invited the dancers from the Comrades Song and Dance Troupe to Pujiang to dance live for them.
His selfishness can be seen in the sun and the moon, and he finally turned his ideal into reality.
Fortunately, Liu Xiaoqing has stepped onto the small stage again.
"Now please listen to the song "Afanti" performed by the famous baritone singer Ma Guoguang for us, accompanied by the Pujiang National Orchestra."
After the roar of applause, the accompaniment of the Pujiang Chinese Orchestra started.
Then, Ma Guoguang, who is also from the Yanjing Comrades Art Troupe, sang the theme song of "Afanti" which was just released last year:
I'm a little donkey, a little donkey
Have a stubborn temper, have a stubborn temper
Tell it to go east instead of east; tell it to face south and it will turn to the west.
…
ah,
Jiang Shan really loves this era.
The "Rising Stars Concert" organized by him brought together almost half of China's elite music industry.
Such a money-consuming project can be realized in today's society only through mutual communication and negotiation between units.
Jiangshan knows that such opportunities will become less and less in the future.
Now, he really wants to say thank you to today's artists.
"Now please listen to Zhu Mingying, a soloist from the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe..."
"Please listen to Zheng Xulan from the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe..."
"Next, please listen to the male solo "Deep Sea"."
As Liu Xiaoqing announced the curtain up and down, singers and actors who arrived in Pujiang one after another took the stage to perform.
This time it was finally Wang Jieshi's turn. Ever since he agreed to Jiang Shan to sing the theme song of the "Latent" radio drama, he has been singing almost non-stop for the past two days.
At this point, the time has finally come to test your own strength.
"Why do I have no words when I get here? I just sang a male solo and dismissed it." When passing by Jiangshan, Wang Jieshi muttered with a squinted smile.
"I'm really sorry," Jiang Shan quickly explained, "I haven't thought of the words yet!"
Wang Jieshi, who is in love with Jiang Shante, actually doesn't care at all.
On the contrary, for him who has no masterpiece yet, he has to thank Jiangshan for giving him this opportunity.
After all, although "Camel Bell" is good, he was not the one who sang for the movie.
After Wang Jieshi's song "Deep Sea" ended, today's listening session came to an end.
"Let me say a few words,"
It hasn’t come to an end yet. As the general director of the concert, Director Gu still has something to say:
"Welcome all outstanding actors to gather in Pujiang... Our TV station and Oriental Daily will do all the logistical work for you. Comrades who want to practice singing or dancing can contact Director Jiangshan..."
Director Jiang, who was sitting in the first row, stood up immediately: "If you have any questions, please come to me. In two days, the order of appearance will be sent to everyone's room..."
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Just as Jiangshan and Jianghai were making final preparations for the upcoming "Rising Stars Concert".
The exhibition hall of Pujiang Museum was already filled with visitors.
"What's going on here?"
An employee who was called to work temporarily looked at the scene in surprise: "Why do the people suddenly love cultural relics?"
Another comrade who came over also felt strange: "I have never seen so many visitors since I came to work here!"
"Don't you all read newspapers?"
"Look."
"What did the newspaper say today?"
"You will know in a minute," the person in charge of the museum's calligraphy and painting hall urged them to take their seats quickly: "Don't you see, our exhibition hall has the most people in the entire museum."
Starting from noon, people from all over Pujiang City bought tickets and entered the Pujiang Museum.
Among them are workers, teachers... and most of them are art students.
Compared with normal days, it is more than five times more.
Most of the comrades who entered the exhibition hall were asking the guide for the location of a painting called "Snow Bamboo Picture".
Coincidentally, compared to the museum's exhibition hall, the museum's office is also talking about this "Snow Bamboo Picture".
Some of the older comrades couldn't help but slam the table.
"It's really outrageous. How can you publish your opinion in a newspaper?"
"I don't think it's appropriate either. It's better not to make professional matters public."
"That's what I'm worried about. If you go outside and take a look, the exhibition hall is full of people who have come to see this painting."
"Just look at it and ask the docent what era this painting is from and why it is different from what the experts in Yanjing said."
"What do these people know? They are just here to watch the fun."
"After all, this Oriental Metropolis Daily is not just messing around."
"It's indeed nonsense. I called the newspaper office this morning to criticize it, but it's a pity that their leader is not here."
"Criticism must be serious. How can you publish an article indiscriminately without consulting our museum in advance?"
"I'll call them again later and ask their leader to apologize and then issue a statement to eliminate the impact."
"Yes, we must let Oriental Metropolis Daily give us an explanation."
Until this moment, curator Xie Zhiliu finally put down the paintbrush in his hand.
The old man sitting in front of the painting desk received several phone calls when he got up early this morning.
After putting down the phone, he quickly ordered his family to go out and buy newspapers.
After that, I came across this article "Experimentation of Xu Xi's "falling ink" painting method" in "Oriental Metropolis Daily".
After looking at it carefully several times, I stood up and picked up the phone.
"Why do the leaders of other newspapers need to explain to you?" Director Xie said slowly:
"Why should we ask him to greet us in advance? I can publish articles, but Xu Bangda can't?"
"But this article published by Xu Bangda seems to be talking about painting, but it is actually denying your judgment."
"Do I have fewer people questioning me?"
"But...but we think you are right!"
Director Xie smiled slightly: "Of course my judgment is correct."
"Then the matter about Oriental Metropolis Newspaper...forget it."
"Otherwise," Mr. Xie slowly picked up a newspaper on the table: "What can you do to him?"
