Chapter 328 The climax of the Ten Thousand Sports Hall
At this moment, the Ten Thousand Sports Center is on fire.
Four cameras located at different camera positions control the lens strictly according to the previously established route.
Long shot, close shot, one shot of the stage...
Laughter, smiles, applause and cheers from the audience!
There are machines responsible for capturing everything.
One of the young men who carried the machine back and forth as a guerrilla, wanting to take pictures of everything he saw, was Comrade Jiang Shan, the deputy chief conductor of this concert.
In 1979, Sony launched its first shoulder-mounted camera, and shooting costs immediately dropped significantly.
A few months later, Sony launched a portable video camera. From then on, video cameras began to enter thousands of households in Japan.
And the camera that Jiang Shan was carrying around on his shoulders to capture photos was none other than the Sony that Yu Sigui brought home.
Regarding this, Jiang Shan sighed from the bottom of his heart. Every time this girl prepared a gift for him, it was really aimed at his heart.
The most exciting moments on stage are often the moments when the cameraman is most attentive.
When the folding fan opens and closes, the green willow waves, high-fives, sleeves fluttering...when they dance with the uniform steps of the singing.
The heartbeats of the audience gradually accelerated.
At this moment, they all felt lucky and proud to be able to sit in this venue...
Anyway, no matter what my mood is, I will talk to everyone about it for the last two months after I return.
This also includes the elders sitting in the guest seats.
Looking at the wonderful song and dance performance in front of me, I realized that the longer you live, the more beautiful you will see.
Huang Yongyu secretly swore that for the sake of this wonderful world, no one would take him away until he died.
Coincidentally, several old friends sitting in the row with him were also wishing themselves a long life.
A lively singing and dancing show ended perfectly with surprises in the eyes of the audience!
The long and continuous applause made the lanterns in the hall sway collectively.
Not only was the country at this moment, but even all the singers and dancers of "Up Spring Mountain" who were taking their curtain call were so excited that they had tears in their eyes.
They have never had an audience of tens of thousands of people stand up and applaud them.
Even on the way to the backcourt, you can still vaguely hear the applause of the audience.
"I can't even find the adjective," Zhou Yeming's eyes searched everywhere for Jiang Shan: "Don't tell me, this dance was also arranged by Xiao Jiang?"
"I can't believe it, let alone you, I couldn't believe it at first either," Gu Zhengzheng said, understandably:
"You haven't seen it. This kid actually twisted his waist to give a demonstration to the art troupe. Look at what he can do. I didn't even notice."
Zhou Yeming was stunned when he heard this: "Is Xiao Jiang really good at arranging it?"
"Not to mention dancing, even the songs were arranged by him," Gu Zhengzheng thought of the time when Jiangshan hummed and Gu Jianfen composed the music:
"It's true that his twist was not very good, but after the dancer followed his pattern, guess what, it was really wonderful."
At this moment, Zhou Yeming was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he and Wang Fulin looked at Gutai with their mouths open.
I saw Gu Zhengzheng making such gestures with one hand, which was quite interesting: "Especially the skill of playing with the fan. It seems simple, but when it is opened and closed, it is still worth seeing."
In fact, Jiang Shan only made a few gestures, mainly to convey a meaning.
Who would have thought that in the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon of Pujiang Song and Dance Troupe, someone would immediately come forward to promote his skills.
Hearing this, Wang Fulin really couldn't sit still.
Before the new show was released, he got up and went to look for the country.
The large-scale song and dance "Up the Spring Mountain" was the climax of the entire party.
It took a lot of effort from the organizers to arrange the program that followed it.
No one wants to follow this show.
In the end, Jiangshan still had the final say.
"Next, please enjoy the song "Song of Sunida" from the movie "Caravan". The singer is the famous soprano Zhu Fengbo. The dance performance is: Pujiang Song and Dance Troupe. The performance is: Pujiang National Orchestra."
Liu Xiaoqing's prelude was slipping away more and more. This time he just finished speaking and made an invitation gesture to the band on the side.
Soon, eight dancers wearing orange saris with gold borders danced Indian dance with bare feet, accompanied by a string of exotic music.
Zhu Fengbo, who was also wearing a gorgeous sari, surprised the audience as soon as he opened his mouth.
The entire song "Song of Sunida" was written in Hindi. The singing and dancing reminded the audience of the wonderful scenes in the movie "Caravan".
Although it is not as shocking as the previous song and dance, it still has a different flavor.
Every program from now on is a classic song that can be recorded in the history of music in our country.
At this time, Zhu Mingying, who had not yet had the famous song "A Chicken in the Left Hand, a Duck in the Right Hand", was wearing an exotic costume like Zhu Fengbo.
But she was more ruthless than Zhu Fengbo. Not only did she wear African clothes, she also blackened her face and limbs.
After the dance-singing and singing of the Asian, African and Latin American song "Eyah Yeah Oreo", the audience applauded and thought that Zhu Mingying was a singer from Africa.
Even Jiang Shan has to admire that the literary and artistic workers of this era really only want art and not image.
"Jiang Shan," Wang Fulin walked over quietly: "This is also your arrangement."
"Director Wang," besides greeting him at the beginning, Jiang Shan had not had time to talk to Wang Fulin: "This is the actor's own idea. Look, how good it is!"
"It's quite good," Wang Fulin looked carefully at the machine Jiang Shan was carrying: "But it's still incomparable to your idea."
"I'm just a layman," Jiang Shan said, "It's okay to have fun, but I'm sure to get the real seal when I see it."
"A lot of times," Wang Fulin raised his eyes and looked at the auditorium: "The audience just likes to watch the excitement."
As he spoke, the scenery on the stage changed again.
The dubbing team of the radio drama "Latent" wearing gray suits, Chinese tunic suits, plain cheongsams, and May Fourth student skirts:
Qiu Yuefeng, Qiao Zhen, Tong Zirong, Lu Xiao, Ding Jianhua, Pan Hong, Chen Peisi, Liu Xiaoqing... took to the stage one after another.
As the lead singer, Wang Jiejie stood in front of them early.
Along with the prelude of the Pujiang Symphony Orchestra, the dubbing team of "Latent" started singing with serious expressions.
"Dreaming of light in the dark night,
My heart is covered with sadness...
My tears are the bottomless ocean,
Believe in endless power,
That is true love that lasts forever,
…”
Halfway through the song, the singing stopped, leaving only the sonorous and powerful symphony echoing.
Then, Qiu Yuefeng, Qiao Zhen, Tong Zirong, and Chen Peisi's recitations slowly sounded in the background of music:
Qiu Yuefeng clenched his hands into fists: "My faith is the bottomless deep sea, surging with the fire in my heart."
Qiao Zhen waved her hand: "Burn, endless power!"
Tong Zirong: "If the warmth stays in your heart, I would like to bless you throughout my life."
Chen Peisi clenched her fists, raised her arms and shouted: "Believe in endless power, that is true love that will last forever."
The passionate lyrics were performed vividly by the backbone of the translation studio.
Under the background of the symphony, the whole concert was infused with a chapter like a musician's mission.
Immediately afterwards, Su Xiaoming, dressed in a white military uniform, walked onto the stage.
"Night at the Military Port" tailor-made for him by the Hai Zheng Song and Dance Troupe is really suitable for Su Xiaoming's unique voice.
The concerts at the Pujiang Sports Center are still performing wonderfully.
The audience, immersed in the beautiful singing, had long forgotten to glance at the time.
"In 1980, we not only entered the new 1980s, but also ushered in the spring of reform and opening up."
At this moment, Tong Zirong and Liu Xiaoqing both stepped onto the stage.
"I believe that under the correct command of leaders from all walks of life, China will surely enter a new era of prosperity, beauty and prosperity!"
At the moment when the words "new era" came out of my mouth, the two orchestras in Pujiang played at the same time, neck and neck.
The music in the whole place was deafening.
Firefighters in green outfits, the art troupe of the security area in green outfits, the angel team in white outfits, the fourth workshop of the second garment factory in blue outfits...
At this moment, representatives from all walks of life have lined up to fill the entire stage.
Cantor Li Guyi, standing at the front of the phalanx, was now in full swing and singing loudly.
"I love you, China; I love you, China;
I love your vigorous spring seedlings
I love your golden fruits in autumn
…”
The song reaches its climax, and singing begins everywhere.
The square team standing behind Li Guyi sent the loud singing of "I Love You, China" to all directions of the Tennis Center.
Just when the audience was paying full attention to the center stage,
Suddenly, many actors in costumes and holding flowers walked out of each aisle between the seats.
It is not difficult to see that they are the cast and crew who have performed on the stage before.
At the forefront of one of the aisles, Jiang Shan also grabbed a handful of carnations and stood with Chen Peisi.
At the front of the other aisle, Gu Jianfen, waving flowers, had already shed tears of excitement.
"I love you, green pine temperament;
I love you, red plum character;
I want to dedicate the most beautiful song to you,
my mother, my motherland
…”
More and more people are joining the ranks of singing.
On and off the stage, flowers were waved and songs echoed;
Before the entire audience could react, eight flag-bearers with tall and straight postures appeared at the front of the stage, holding the five-star red flag in their hands.
They marched in uniform goose steps and raised the bright five-star red flag to the highest point of the flagpole amid loud singing.
The moment the singing stopped, the entire Pujiang Sports Center burst into deafening applause.
Waves of applause erupted one after another in the audience.
The audience, who had already stood up, clapped excitedly and cheered, which was extremely sweet to the ears.
At this moment, the cast and crew who were standing in the aisle had already bowed and left in batches.
The audience, who were still in a state of excitement, were still applauding.
Until Tong Zirong and Liu Xiaoqing announced over and over again: "This concert is over. Thank you to the audience for watching. Please take your personal belongings and leave safely."
Then he reluctantly left.
…
A milk-white car was driving on Xuhui Avenue, which is surrounded by farmland.
Zhou Yeming and Wang Fulin, who were sitting in the back row, kept asking Gu Zhengzheng this and that.
At the end of the inquiry, Zhou Yeming suddenly realized: "Forget it, it's better to watch others do it a hundred times than to do it myself. If I find a chance, I will also cooperate with Xiao Jiang once."
Wang Fulin had already planned this: "If you are not free, I can also take over."
The two looked at each other and smiled, but then realized that the person involved had no reaction at all.
So, Zhou Yeming shouted to the co-pilot's seat: "Xiao Jiang, did you hear us talking?"
Wang Fulin felt strange and was about to reach out and pat him when he heard a series of snores coming from the front row.
Before he was stunned for two seconds, Director Gu, who was sitting next to him, also began to snore.
"Look," Wang Fulin couldn't help laughing: "How soundly these two sleep."
"It seems," Zhou Yeming didn't find it strange at all: "It's not easy to hold a concert."
Wang Fulin nodded: "Especially for a concert like this, I may have stayed up all night!"
…
The days when I work at sunrise and work at sunset are really sleepy when I think about it.
Until the car stopped on the side of Anhe Street, Jiang Shan still showed no sign of waking up.
Fortunately, not long after, the Jiang family's large troops were also sent back by car.
Compared to the Jiangshan car, they were much more excited.
Including Li Ruocheng, there was no sleepiness at all.
He threw the third child on the bed and started chatting excitedly again.
At this time, Oriental Metropolis Newspaper was also rushing to produce performance reports and on-site photos of the "Rising Star Concert".
Editor-in-chief Jiang had previously told us that it must be published in the "Oriental Metropolis Daily" on the next day.
At the same time, you must also post the advertisements you received before.
…
In the standard guest room of the Peace Hotel, Huang Yongyu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
As soon as I closed my eyes, it was all about the concert. I don’t know how long it took before I drifted off to sleep.
I don’t know how long I slept when I was woken up by a knock on the door.
With a sullen face, he opened the door and took a look, and immediately smiled: "Good morning, Jiangshan!"
"Good morning to you," Jiang Shan smiled even more cheerfully: "Please hurry up and clean up, there are people waiting for us to have breakfast upstairs!"
"Who?" Huang Yongyu glanced at the corridor: "Who wants to treat us to dinner?"
"As soon as the leader wants to talk to me about something," Jiang Shan finished speaking and went to knock on the doors of several other old gentlemen: "You will know when we meet."
After a while, when Huang Yongyu and his entourage walked into the Chinese restaurant on the 9th floor of the hotel, Xu Muchun, who had been waiting here for a long time, stood up with a smile:
"Good morning, old comrades, among you...who is Jiangshan's uncle?"
"I," Huang Yongyu politely held the other person's hand: "I am Jiangshan's uncle, and they are all my friends."
Jiang Shan looked at several university researchers with smiles in his eyes: "Bureau Xu, these are experts from the Palace Museum, Professor Wang Shixiang, Professor Xu Bangda, Professor Zhu Jiajin, and Professor Qi Gong."
Yishui's professor was so excited that Xu Muchun even forgot to blink.
"So you are an expert from the Forbidden City," he quickly took a step back: "Welcome, welcome. As the leader of the country, I should come out to entertain you earlier."
"You're welcome," Huang Yongyu sat down on the table unceremoniously: "We are just visiting a relative. The child attended a concert and insisted that we come over to take a look."
"You should just come over," Xu Muchun felt sincerely, "You really should come over and take a good look at a concert like this."
"That's true." Huang Yongyu is going to watch two shows tonight: "This kid from Jiangshan still has some brains, and his skills are also quite good."
"I know how good Jiangshan is," Xu Muchun said with a smile, "To be honest, I rushed to meet him early in the morning just to get him to give me some advice."
Seeing that the other party had something to discuss, Zhu Jiajin was about to leave: "Then it's not appropriate for us to be here!"
Qi Gong also thought: "How about we avoid it for a while first."
"It's not a big deal," Xu Muchun said, "Let's chat while we eat. We won't delay your enjoyment of visiting Pujiang."
"Xu Bureau, you are too polite. If you have anything to do, just ask me."
At this time, the clerk of the Light Industry Bureau had already asked the waiter to serve a table full of Chinese breakfast.
Jiang Shan was a thick-skinned man. When he heard that Director Xu wanted to treat him, he quickly called all the old comrades.
Looking at the exquisite small dishes on the table, the old comrades immediately felt their appetites increased, and simply followed the host's wishes.
"Xiao Jiang," Xu Muchun asked, "do you know what a foreign aid factory is?"
Jiang Shan nodded: "I know a little bit."
Xu Muchun asked again: "Do you know how many foreign aid factories there are in Pujiang?"
Jiang Shan smiled and shook his head. He didn't know where he was going.
"Since 1950," Xu Muchun said slowly, "Pujiang has launched 198 foreign aid projects, involving 110 countries and regions."
The words here were narrated slowly, and Huang Yongyu and his party looked at each other silently.
"Beginning in 1978," Xu Muchun continued: "withdrawal and cancellation of many foreign aid projects, which led to the suspension of production in many factories aiding Vietnam, including two match factories."
Speaking of this, Xu Muchun was silent for a while: "Not long ago, these two match factories were included in our export trade office."
Jiang Shan slowly put down his chopsticks: "That's why you came to me today..."
Xu Muchun nodded: "It's because of these two match factories."
"Small-margin daily necessities like matches that don't have much technical content..." Jiang Shan was a little confused: "How to earn foreign exchange by exporting?"
"Are you asking me?" Director Xu also stopped his chopsticks: "I still want to ask you!"
