Chapter 401 A red love letter running in both directions
As the saying goes, the bigger the forest, the bigger the birds.
Place it on Huashan Road, a century-old road, where the longer the road is, the more beautiful the view will be.
Huashan Road, with a total length of more than 4,000 meters, spans the three districts of Jing'an, Changning and Xuhui.
Huashan Road, which was originally a gathering place for celebrities and foreigners in old Shanghai, is now lined with countless garden houses, famous universities, and new lanes...
No matter spring or autumn, Huashan Road, covered with sycamore trees, has always been the best place to blend historical charm and modern trends.
In May 1980, the Shanghai Theater Academy began recruiting students simultaneously in six locations in this city: Changchun, Lanzhou, Xi'an, Qingdao, and Changsha.
There are three undergraduate majors: performance, stage design, and stage makeup.
At this time, Shangxi, located at No. 630 Huashan Road, ushered in the busiest day of the year.
Compared with the previous two years, there are obviously more students applying this year.
Just like the Western buildings on Huashan Road and Yishui, the theater schools also have German, French, and Russian-style Western-style buildings that can be seen everywhere.
In the meantime, in front of a three-story teaching building mainly made of blue bricks and edged with red bricks, candidates from surrounding cities were queuing up, waiting for inspection.
Compared with the beautiful scenery of art candidates in later generations, the looks of the candidates in this era are still rich enough.
However, there are some particularly eye-catching representatives.
For example, Jiangchuan-san is wearing a white shirt and aqua blue jeans.
Although, I have visited this campus with a rich historical atmosphere a few days ago.
But now she couldn't help but look around.
In the eyes of old comrade Hu Xiao, this girl who had not yet answered a question was already fascinated by this campus.
"How is it? My alma mater is pretty good, right?"
Looking at Jiang Chuan's features, Pan Hong, a senior sister from the class of '73, read a bit of Jiang Chuan's shadow.
"It's so beautiful," Jiang Chuan made no secret of his love: "Even if it's for this school, I will definitely work hard to show off."
"Never try too hard,"
Gu Zhengzheng now stands with Hu Xiao: "Only when you play naturally can you show the best effect."
"Hey, I remember Uncle Gu."
not far away,
Dean Su Kun and Chen Shaozhou from the Department of Stage Art were discussing the teacher allocation of the directing specialty class.
When passing by the preliminary examination room, the two people stopped at the same time.
"Old Chen, look over there,"
Dean Su pointed in one direction: "Is that lesbian Pan Hong?"
"Su Yuan," Chen Shaozhou was looking at her: "Don't be too busy looking at the lesbians. First, take a look at the two male comrades beside her."
"Um?"
Su Yuan saw it: "Why are they here?"
The next second, he quickly waved to the distance.
This move attracted two old acquaintances.
"I said Lao Hu, you two also want to apply for our school this year?" Su Yuan and Hu Xiao are very familiar with each other.
"Is this your school?" Hu Xiao said: "What else can I not do that I still need to study?"
"That's right," Gu Zhengzheng said, "we are both rich when we come to your place as teachers."
Speaking of which, they actually came as guest teachers.
"Actually," Hu Xiao rarely softened for the sake of the next generation: "We are here to provide talents for Su Yuan."
"What kind of talent? Which one was sent by you two?"
While they were talking, Su Yuan and Teacher Chen were already standing on tiptoes.
The two of them wanted to see what the students who could let the director of the translation factory and the director of the TV station work together to take the exam look like!
"Did you see that?" Hu Xiao said, "That's the girl who was talking to Pan Hong."
"How is it?" Gu Zhengzheng said, "Is the appearance condition not bad?"
The four old comrades looked up eagerly.
"oh,"
The first time we met, the impression was pretty good. Su Yuan finally made a note of this girl: "She looks pretty good with her bright eyes and white teeth."
Teacher Chen: "He's not bad in stature, and he didn't get crushed when standing next to Pan Hong."
"By the way," Su Yuan asked curiously, "Who is this girl? Why did she alert you all?"
"What's the alarm?" Hu Xiao said disapprovingly: "Her brother is an employee of our unit. He is usually too busy to leave, so I came here on his behalf."
"That's right," Gu Zhengzheng said: "Our unit is really busy recently. As a leader, I should take time to take care of the employees' families."
"Nong Gang Sa?" Su Yuan was confused: "When did you two become a unit?"
Just when we are having fun chatting here.
Not far away, after a bunch of names had been registered, classmate Jiangchuan with a ponytail had already entered the venue with several candidates...
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Under the same sky, Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi look like themselves.
Jiangshan also failed at Pujiang Dance Theater.
After walking out of the door of the dance theater, Jiang Shan, who lit a cigarette, turned back and looked inside.
Suddenly I felt like I didn't see anyone, maybe it wasn't a bad thing.
Otherwise, if the two girls were asked, they really wouldn't know what pose to pose.
After all, this time is different from the previous "Rising Stars Concert" which only had to be lively.
This time I went for the national dance competition.
Speaking of which, "Up the Spring Mountain" became a blockbuster, firstly because of its clever music.
Furthermore, the overall medley-style song and dance performance also gave people of this era a refreshing look.
During the rehearsal of "Up Spring Mountain", Jiang Shan was said to be a stage designer and action choreographer.
But in fact, it was just a design drawing that I had seen and heard in my previous life, and then I twisted it a few times based on my memories.
For the key details, we have to rely on the Pujiang Song and Dance Troupe to fill in the blanks...
I never thought that in the end, I would actually be invited to "Shangchunshan".
What I didn't even expect was that the Pujiang Dance Theater would take notice of my feat of chasing a duck.
Speaking of which, when we were filming "Wonderful Night in the Forbidden City", the Dance Theater was very generous.
Without saying a word, he assigned two of his generals to the country.
During the filming in Yanjing, Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi, who took off at any time, were unambiguous in following Director Jiang's orders.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shan lowered his head and glanced at his...waist.
Trying my best to remember the dance I danced at the annual meeting in my previous life.
"Which one is better to dance?"
Jiang Shan, who was walking and doing things, didn't pay any attention to the citizens who were taking a detour.
"How about a game called "Manzhong"?"
"Speaking of which, I also danced well in "Beautiful People", and I was chosen as the lead dancer at that time..."
Jiang Shan muttered as he walked.
Inadvertently, a sheet was hung in the air, covering his entire face.
"Come on, young man." The aunt, holding a clothes pole in one hand, quickly said hello.
It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Shan realized that he had walked into an alley unknowingly.
Looking up, the clothes-drying poles hanging with clothes of all colors across the alley are waving in the wind like tens of thousands of national flags.
"cypress orchids, zizi flowers..."
After passing by the grandmother selling white orchids and gardenias, Jiang Shan continued walking in the alley.
It was almost evening, and there were female comrades sitting on small stools everywhere in the alley.
They bent their legs and bent their waists.
Either picking vegetables or washing rice, or standing by the coal stove fanning the flames...
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Accompanied by the jingling bicycles passing through the alleys, and the children returning from school.
The whole city's downtown fireworks were rising at this moment.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiang Shan couldn't help but think of that scene.
There, there is the same human fireworks.
Shikumen, alleys, old roads, rickshaws, cheongsam shops, newspapers...
Women in old Shanghai, dressed in elegant cheongsam, sat on a small wooden stool, gently swaying cattail fans, swatting away mosquitoes and flies... and taking a look at the wind.
Thinking of this, Jiangshan's rambling pace gradually accelerated.
Rushed straight home.
In order not to let the sudden inspiration dissipate, and to enter the world of home, I opened the picture book without saying a word.
The sun sets in the west and the night rises.
Jiang Shan, who had been immersed in painting, did not realize that the two brothers behind him were holding his drawings on the left and right.
Although there are many drawings, they are simple and easy to understand.
Various dance postures are difficult to dance, but very simple to draw.
Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Jiang Hai thought of the pile of choreography plans for "Up the Spring Mountain".
"Are you going to have a line dance again?"
Jiang Hai held the drawing between his arms and lit a cigarette for Lao San: "Have you met those two lesbians?"
"I didn't see anyone,"
Jiang Shan, who had been holding the pen all the time, didn't even want to raise his head: "They are not in the troupe."
"Then what are you drawing?"
"I'll draw it first," Jiang Shan said, "When I see them, I'll show it to them directly.
If the other party is dissatisfied, you can quickly find someone else to avoid delaying them."
"Why do I feel so awkward when I say this?"
Jiang Hai frowned and looked at the painting: "But what exactly is this painting of yours? Why didn't I see what kind of dance it was?"
"How many types of dance have you seen in total?"
At this moment, Jiang He spoke: "It's not surprising that I didn't see it."
"It's true that I haven't seen many dances," Jiang Hai emphasized, "but I have seen them for many years, but I have never seen this dance in cheongsam."
Jiang He recalled it carefully: "I haven't seen it either."
"I designed this dance,"
Jiang Shan decided to take a break first: "It's actually a true portrayal of women in old Shanghai."
"Tell me more details."
"When it comes to old Shanghai women wearing cheongsam, the first thing that comes to mind is the Shili Foreign Market and the Paramount dancers."
"Me too."
"Actually, if we look carefully in the alleys of old Shanghai," Jiang Shan did not discover another kind of beauty, "we will also see a kind of elegance, simplicity, and enduring beauty."
"You mean," Jiang He thought for a moment, "working people are the most beautiful people?"
"Well," Jiang Shan nodded heavily, how dare he say otherwise: "In my eyes, this kind of beauty that is just like fireworks in the world is the most graceful beauty."
"Art comes from life," Jiang Hai looked at the graceful dance of the cattail leaf fan on the painting: "I seem to understand a little bit."
The most important thing is that there are many "cheongsam" hidden among the streets and alleys of old Shanghai, ready to sacrifice themselves at any time.
"Brother," Jiang Shan suddenly wanted to write a report: "I remember that Sun Daolin once starred in a movie that described the plot of a spy war..."
""The Eternal Wave"?"
"That's right, it's the radio wave that never fades away," Jiang Shan said: "Do you know who the character prototype of this movie is?"
"Let me think about it carefully," Jiang Hai really did some research: "I remember it seems... by the way, it's a comrade named Li Bai."
"Yes, that's him," Jiang Shan said:
"In order to protect Li Bai who was sending telegrams at home, Comrade Li Bai's lover sat in the alley every day, setting up the stove and picking vegetables..."
After saying that, Jiang Shan also made several poses, and the next second, Jiang Hai also made one: "You have to keep your legs together when wearing a cheongsam, eh... that's it."
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On the night of May 27, 2024, the Oriental Pearl Tower on the bank of the Huangpu River opened at 19:49 and 20:24.
The red light flashed and sent two sets of Morse code "I love you" and "forever" respectively.
This unique and creative "confession" is not only a "red love letter" to the 75th anniversary of the liberation of Shanghai, but also a linkage with a movie.
In 1958, a movie "The Wave That Never Dies" adapted from real events was born.
At the suggestion of Comrade Kenong, Bayi Film Studio took the martyr Li Bai, who died on the eve of the liberation of Shanghai, as the prototype.
A spy movie was filmed, telling the story of comrades on the hidden front in Shanghai who still risked their lives to send telegrams even though they knew they had been exposed.
Like countless revolutionary couples, Li Bai and his wife lurked in old Shanghai for 12 years.
His real experience is exactly the same as the TV series "Insidious".
After the organization arranged it, when Li Bai met his "wife" for the first time, he also said the same thing: You think I am a useless scholar, I think you are simple and rude.
But not only can they not turn off the lights, they must also join hands to succeed.
Later, when they lived in the same room, they not only shared the same bed and the other one was under the bed, but also kept arguing at the top of their lungs.
As time went by, this pair of partners, who worked together more and more tacitly, actually fell in love with each other just like Zecheng and Cuiping, and submitted a marriage application to the organization.
With the successive victories in the three major battles, Li Bai and his wife, after 12 years of hardships, knew that victory was not far away from them.
At this moment, Li Bai suddenly obtained an extremely important piece of military intelligence: the Kuomintang army's Yangtze River defense map.
Long ago, the latest interrogation system from the United States introduced by the military commander had already locked the general range of Li Bai's mysterious radio station.
As long as Li Bai sends another telegram, the military commanders stationed around him can immediately close the net and arrest people.
Although this critical situation had been informed by his own people, Li Bai, who had always followed "Radio is more important than life, and any report must be sent!" still chose to send the information without hesitation.
In the early morning of December 30, 1948.
After quickly arranging the transfer of his wife and children, Li Bai sent the last telegram in his life while surrounded by enemies.
That night, Su Caiqing, a 16-year-old telegraph operator who was far away in Xibaipo receiving telegrams, clearly felt that Li Bai was different from the usual speed of sending telegrams.
When the iconic telegram of "END" was delivered, Su Caiqing, who thought the report was over, continued to hear a series of telegrams that she would never forget:
Farewell, comrades!
Four months later, the People's Liberation Army won a complete victory in the Battle of Crossing the River.
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In 2019, a dance drama of the same name that paid tribute to the movie "The Wave That Never Dies" became a god as soon as it was released.
In 2020, a dance excerpt "Yu Guang Song" from the dance drama "The Waves That Eternally Die" was performed on the Spring Festival Gala.
Now, this dance of more than 5 minutes has been locked by the country.
Not only that, Jiangshan also came up with a two-way plan that made the hero recalled and the dancers victorious.
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After a busy night, Comrade Jiang Shan skipped work again.
At nine o'clock in the morning, when Jiang Shan rushed to the public toilet with a pile of white magnolia in his arms.
Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi from Pujiang Dance Theater walked into the gate of No. 51 Courtyard with the address.
