Chapter 410 The time to test the country has arrived!
100 years ago, a group of Tsarist Russian designers who had a special liking for French culture came to the southernmost part of the Liaodong Peninsula carrying urban construction drawings of Paris.
They want to recreate an Eastern Paris here and name it "Danion", which means: distant city.
Therefore, this city was transliterated into: Dalian.
In 1980, the whole team of Pujiang Dance Theater arrived in this seaside city, which has sunshine, sea and pebble beaches in any era.
At the same time, outstanding dance groups from all over the country are rushing here.
Many powerful literary and artistic groups immediately contacted the local Dalian Song and Dance Troupe as soon as they arrived.
Please provide a venue for overtime training.
After all, the "National Dance Competition" that will kick off on August 1 is the largest dance competition since the founding of the People's Republic of China.
Anyone who knows about the last decade knows how much attention was paid to dance drama performances in that era.
Stage curtains, lighting props, they are all in one set, and they are full of tricks.
Therefore, the "Dalian People's Theater", the venue for this competition, immediately became a place where many singing and dancing groups competed to get in touch.
The purpose is simply to hope that they will give more support and assistance to their own participating dances.
Therefore, Jiang Shan, a shameless man, simply opened the back door and used connections to directly turn the "Dalian People's Theater" into the rehearsal venue of Pujiang Dance Theatre.
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"Comrades, comrades..."
On the stage of the People's Theater, facing a dozen girls who were chattering and excited, Jiang Shan let out a loud voice:
"Dear aunts and grandmothers..."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone closed their mouths and looked at him.
"..." He was stunned for a moment:
“There are only a few days left before the official competition, and many participating teams are looking for places to practice hard.
Therefore, our Pujiang Dance Theater cannot be left behind."
He turned to look at Deputy Commander Xia, who smiled and nodded.
Jiang Shan continued: "After the lighting props are ready, let's do the first full set of moves...
Remember, this stage is where we will be inspected, and it is also your new starting point to the dance hall."
Bang bang bang, after three high-fives.
After Jiang He and Zhang Lu nodded one by one, the countdown rehearsal for "Yu Guang Song" officially began.
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In this 80s, there are no MOCO (motion capture cameras), drone swarms, telescopic cannons, virtual photography, AR/VR...a bunch of R technologies.
To construct any stage scene, you have to rely on hand rubbing.
So what Jiangshan can do now is to project these limited sounds, lights, and electricity infinitely on the performance team of "Yuguang Song".
In addition, Jiang Shan is a guy who likes to add drama behind his back.
As early as a month ago, the series of stories behind "The Eternal Wave" and the filming behind-the-scenes of "Fishing Light Song" were published.
It was successively broadcast to the outside world through "Oriental Metropolis Daily" and "Pujiang TV Station".
Not surprisingly, these news were quickly reprinted by major newspapers and magazines.
In the end, the newly established Pujiang Dance Theater surpassed all the time-honored song and dance troupes in one fell swoop.
It deservedly became one of the most watched focuses in the competition.
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On August 5, 1980, the exciting moment finally arrived.
A few days ago, after the single dance, duet dance, and trio dance competitions ended.
The National Dance Competition, the most popular group dance competition, is on as scheduled.
At this moment, Dalian People's Theater was full of costumed singing and dancing groups walking back and forth.
They or they, dressed in carefully prepared, colorful and gorgeous dance costumes, were scattered backstage or in the aisles to continue practicing.
Suddenly, a group of dancers wearing elegant cheongsam and with their hair tied up appeared backstage like a landscape.
At this moment, not to mention the male actors, even the female dancers would poke their heads out and look at it for a long time.
I saw that my own theater company actually had a moment that attracted much attention.
Deputy Commander Xia, who looked calm on the outside, was already beating gongs and drums in his heart.
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As the dance teams came on stage one after another, the drum in Deputy Xia's heart beat faster and faster.
It was her first time to lead a team in such an important competition, and she was no longer as calm as her team members.
At this moment, the roaring in Deputy Xia's ears made it impossible for her to hear clearly what Jiang Shan said to the girls.
I only saw the dance team of my own troupe walking towards the waiting area with elegant eyes and calm posture after Jiang Shan gave the order.
"The next program to be performed is the dance "Yu Guang Song" selected by Pujiang Dance Theatre."
Following the announcer's announcement, the thick dark green curtain slowly moved upwards.
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Brush, brush, brush——
On the dark stage, several beams of lights were cast one after another.
The curling Pingting is like a newborn warm sun.
In an instant, dancing figures with different shapes, waiting for the morning light, appeared in the eyes of the judges.
At this moment, they seemed to see a peaceful time.
Gradually, this piece of beauty rose up like fireworks in the world.
On the stage, the moment the first spotlight fell.
After Dong Zhizhi made a conditioned reflex action, a scene from two months ago appeared in his sight.
[Xiao Dong, try to imagine it,]
Director Jiang's familiar voice kept lingering in her ears:
[As the sun sets, you sit quietly in the alleyway embroidering, but you know that the alley in front of you is actually a battlefield without smoke.
At this time, what kind of expression should you put on?】
On the other side, Zhou Jie danced gracefully under the white spotlight.
[Xiao Zhou, your eyes are born with a hint of reserved tenacity,]
In the dance class two months ago, Jiang Shan gave her the top position:
[If this was left during the Anti-Japanese War and you were not developed into an underground organization, I would feel sorry for the organization.]
The next second, Zhou Jie's posture naturally entered the character.
[No matter in the past or in the future, those martyrs who sacrificed their lives should never be forgotten. 】
【It is you who have awakened the people's memory with the most beautiful dance.】
[Don’t think that reading aloud is a kind of nostalgia, beautiful visual art is also a kind of tribute.]
[Pay attention to your expression and stand still.]
【This paragraph is a bit more cheesy.】
【I need you to be more beautiful.】
【That's it, you guys are absolutely beautiful.】
[Do you think our "Fishing Light Song" is just a dance? No, it is a string of radio waves that will never fade away! 】
At this moment, every detail of getting along with Director Jiang kept appearing before the eyes of the girls.
Gradually, with the continuous cooperation of lights and music.
The 15 dancers of Pujiang Dance Theater seem to have really stepped into that era and integrated into that coveted group...
They are either opening and closing, or flying smartly...
All the judges in the audience, as well as some industry audiences, no one drank water or communicated...
My eyes are fixed on the stage, for fear of missing any trace of it.
Despite this, everyone's eyes were still busy.
The 15 dancers in "Yu Guang Song" either dispersed or gathered together.
The east side was just bright and the west side was also bright. The changing dance postures dizzy the professional audience in the audience, and each scene saw something new.
I just felt like I was watching an unprecedented visual feast.
Even though I have watched countless dances, I still feel like I am feasting my eyes at this moment.
On the stage, four "Shikumen Alley" banners equipped with rollers slowly moved to both sides under the light.
Following the melodious ups and downs of a violin, 15 actors standing on one foot on a square stool looked like shadows, turning their fans like butterflies flying.
Long and long, as the music gradually turned down, the lights on the stage also fell into darkness again.
Two seconds later, just when the audience was about to applaud.
A solitary follow-up light lit up the rear right side of the stage with a snap.
Under the snow-white spotlight, Chen Peisi, wearing a gray cloth robe and black-rimmed glasses, was risking her life to send a telegram to Yan'an in the rear.
Didi, didi, didi -
After a series of telegrams sounded, gunshots sounded from far to near in the background music.
【Comrades, farewell forever!】
Teacher Sun Daolin's familiar voice shocked the judges in the audience. They either looked at the stage with their mouths half open, or stared at the stage to observe the next move.
More viewers seemed to be getting more and more excited as they watched, and the more excited they were, the more they looked forward to it.
After one of Sun Daolin's classic lines was finished, there was only a beam of light left on the stage in the darkness, and another beam of light was cast with a snap.
Compared with the previous right and rear, the direction where the lights will be lit this time is the left front of the entire stage.
Under the shroud of lights, Gong Xue, wearing a white police uniform, was wearing headphones and tapping a telegram under a five-star red flag falling above the stage.
Didi, didi, didi -
[Senior Li Bai, today is August 5, 1980,
Under the bright five-star red flag, I send you this belated reply: the dawn you expected has come true.】
Suddenly, the background music that had been turned down before started playing again.
No matter how the music changes, the sound of the telegraph "di-di-di, di-di-di" is always integrated with the music, melodious and far-reaching...
curtain falls
Wow - Wow - Wow -
The whole place burst into applause. Everyone, including the judges in the front row, stood up and applauded the wonderful performance on stage.
When the curtain rose again, the 15 girls who came back onto the stage, Chen Peisi and Gong Xue, applauded and looked in the same direction.
In their smiling eyes, Jiang Shan stepped onto the stage as a choreographer for the first time.
The next moment, Jiang Shan stood in the center of the stage, holding Zhou Jie with his left hand and Dong Zhizhi with his right hand.
Raise your arms high, face all the judges and audience, and take a bow.
The whole audience immediately burst into even more enthusiastic applause.
Several comrades in the audience couldn't help but wipe the tears from their eyes while applauding.
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With excited smiling faces and flailing hands, the entire cast of "Yu Guang Song" looked ecstatic.
After walking backstage one by one, the girls immediately hugged each other happily.
From the beginning to the end, the cameras of Pujiang TV Station never left the scene for even half a minute.
"Comrades, the performance you just performed couldn't be any better,"
Jiang Shan was also very excited at this moment, thinking that his mission had finally come to a successful end:
"Here, on behalf of a hidden front leader, I would like to say thank you.
Thank you for telling the story of those who sacrificed their lives before dawn."
After saying that, Jiang Shan bowed deeply to everyone.
This bow immediately brought down the girls' tear ducts.
"What are you doing? Director Jiang."
"The ones who should say thank you should be us."
"Director Jiang..."
"Director Jiang~~"
While he was talking, a group of girls in cheongsam all rushed towards him.
A group of people clung to Jiang Shan, crying so excitedly...
Jiang Shan was frightened and quickly raised his hands high. No matter how tested the organization was, he would not move.
Suddenly, Comrade Zhang Lu's camera lens was covered by the big hands of Jiang He and Chen Peisi at the same time.
Jiang He: "Stop!"
Chen Peisi imitated the second child's indifferent expression: "Don't film this part."
Zhang Lu understood what the other party meant in a second: "Don't worry, Jiang Shan is also my buddy."
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"After unanimous decision by the judges, the winner of the first prize for group dance in this national dance competition is: "Yuguang Song" selected by Pujiang Dance Theater."
There was thunderous applause and cheers.
After two months of hard rehearsals, Pujiang Dance Theater finally, with the help of Comrade Jiang Shan, exceeded expectations and won a golden first-class trophy.
At the same time, Jiang Shan also won the honorary certificate of Best Choreography and Director for arranging the second prize "Up Spring Mountain" and the first prize "Fishing Lights" at the same time.
According to the procedures of the conference, all directors who win this award must go to Yanjing to participate in a 40-day exchange and study class.
Although this process of the organizer surprised Jiang Shan, he still obeyed the order and got on a train bound for Yanjing.
As a result, there was a classic scene of more than ten beautiful dancers gathering on the platform and waving goodbye to Director Jiang.
"Go back, everyone, go back,"
Jiang Shan and Chen Peisi waved together: "I can't bear to leave you either. Don't worry, we will meet again soon."
Woo——
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Yanjing, Zhong, Nan and Hai.
Li Qiang, who was sitting in the office, flicked the cigarette ashes in his hand and continued to watch the TV.
On a stage on TV, Sun Daolin, dressed in a light gray gown, was skillfully dancing in the "Yu Guang Song".
A few minutes later, as the color of the film faded from color to light, Sun Daolin also walked from the stage into reality.
The grainy black-and-white film adds a layer of historical filter to the TV picture at this moment.
[At night, Li Bai was walking on the streets of old Shanghai. When he passed through a Shikumen, he raised his head and stared at the figure of his lover by the window.
In the window, a figure wearing a plain cheongsam is also staring at a group photo on the table...】
Seeing this, Li Qiang's eyes trembled slightly. The photo on the table was exactly the photo of Comrade Li Bai's death that he gave to Jiang Shan.
After a sigh, the background music on the TV continued.
[At this moment, Li Bai slowly passed by a newspaper office.
A group of underground workers who are also fighting on the hidden front are secretly printing a batch of leaflets...
Then, while passing a cheongsam shop, Li Bai saw his comrade Pan Hong. While trying on the cheongsam, Li Bai quietly passed on the information.
Keep moving forward, keep looking back.
The seemingly aimless route is actually a number of secret fronts during the Anti-Japanese War.
In front of a small building with the "Fusheng Radio" sign hanging, Li Bai recalled his teacher: Li Qiang...
Gradually, the moment of dawn arrived.
As the sun slowly rises, the surrounding scenery also changes into a new atmosphere of the 1980s under the sunlight.
At this moment, a Xinhua Bookstore in front caught Li Bai’s attention...]
Later, the familiar scenes of Chen Qiang and Liu Xiaoqing on TV made the leaders of the Foreign Trade Department in the office couldn't help but laugh.
【"Not bad, really good!"
After walking out of the bookstore, Sun Daolin muttered to himself and continued walking forward.
This time, Li Bai, with a smile on his face, kept moving forward and never stopped again.】
Faintly, a warm glow appeared in front of Comrade Li Bai.
In the glow, a large group of smiling revolutionary comrades were waving to him.
This time, Comrade Li Bai did not say the classic "Comrades, farewell."
Instead, he walked towards his comrades with a calm smile: [Comrades, it turns out you are all here!]
【We have always been here...】
The glow in the sky became brighter and brighter, and a group of underground workers who had fought in the heart of the enemy walked side by side into the light.
As their figures disappeared, a long series of subtitles appeared on the TV.
In this subtitle, Li Qiang saw several familiar names.
At the end of the film, after the scrolling subtitles ended, a line of eye-catching large characters jumped up:
[To the heroes who have fought on the hidden front, you have never been forgotten, and you will always live in the hearts of the people!]
With the appearance of "Yu Guang Song" at the competition site.
Pujiang TV's "Tribute: The Eternal Waves" documentary was also subsequently broadcast online.
At this moment, Li Qiang, who had watched the entire short film, leaned on the sofa and couldn't calm down for a long time.
Somehow, I just watched my comrades on TV walking towards a bright future.
A kind of pain that has been suppressed deep in my heart for a long time seems to have been released.
Perhaps others don't know it yet, but this leader of the Hexagon has been using his own salary of several hundred yuan to subsidize the descendants of Qian Zhuangfei and other martyrs.
In his heart, he could never let go of that life-and-death friendship.
A few minutes later, Li Bu, who was deep in thought with his eyes closed, slowly smiled: "Comrade Xiao Jiang, you did a good job."
After muttering to himself, Li Qiang, who was quite relieved, opened his eyes and walked towards the window.
Suddenly, his steps stopped.
Outside the window, in the garden, Comrade Jiang Shan smiled in the scorching sun, and the sky was clear and cloudless.
"Chief, the spring breeze of Pujiang River has brought great joy to the country, and I am here to report to you!"
