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Chapter 418 A scene that has never appeared before is coming

1980, the last days of August.

I thought that a trip to the Great Wall under the scorching sun would be quite exciting.

Unexpectedly, Badaling, which is several degrees cooler than the city, would experience cool breezes from time to time.

Looking around, the fields are magnificent and full of greenery.

“The situation is gratifying~”

Like an old farmer, Jiang Shan picked up the towel hanging around his neck and wiped his sweat.

Chen Peisi on the side simply put a towel directly on her head.

The two of them looked forward together and looked at the four old people who were still going up.

He looked back again and saw Xiaoyu and Xiaobai sitting on the steps with Yu Sigui and Jiang Chuan.

"Second son," Jiang Shan patted Chen Peisi: "You stay here to take care of the younger ones, and I'll follow the old comrades."

"Okay," Chen Peisi was very satisfied with this assignment: "Go, comrade, I'll wait for your triumphant return here."

That was it, until two cars from the Ministry of Foreign Trade drove to the gate of the Summer Palace.

Only then did the four old comrades, who were soundly asleep, reluctantly opened their eyes.

Lu Xuzhang ordered a table of wine and food for them at Tingli Restaurant. I can't say how delicious it is.

Almost every time Li Ruocheng tastes a dish, he nods and smiles at his wife.

And Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, who had never had a smile on their face, finally tasted the palace cuisine that the second child would never forget.



After finishing the meal, when the group finally happily returned to the guest house, it was completely dark.

Far away, they saw a man sitting on the back seat of a bicycle waving to them:

"Xiao Jiang, you are finally back."

Jiang Shan took a closer look: "Director Wang, why are you here?"

In a room on the third floor of the guest house, the lights soon came on.

When Huang Yongyu and Wang Shixiang came in carrying two thermos buckets of popsicles, they naturally picked up the two slices of watermelon on the table.

"How is it?" Wang Fulin held up a piece of watermelon: "Isn't this melon good?"

"It's so sweet~"

Several people in the room were sitting together and boasting.

"Director Wang, you came here to give us watermelons on such a hot day,"

Jiang Shante was moved: "It's really hard for you."

"What's the point?" Wang Fulin didn't think it was a big deal:

"Normally, as a landowner, I should treat you to a good meal, but it's a pity that the big landowner took the lead."

"Don't feel sorry for yourself,"

Jiang Shan, who had been friends with Director Wang for a long time, smiled and said: "Our food for tomorrow is not yet available."

Wang Shixiang on the side said quickly: "It's our turn tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, Fengze Garden," Huang Yongyu followed: "We elders have even prepared food stamps."

Wang Fulin nodded: "Then I will do it the day after tomorrow."

Seeing this scene, Chen Peisi didn't dare to say a word and buried her head in eating watermelon.

At this moment, Jiang Shan smiled: "Let's do it next time, Director Wang. My parents will go back tomorrow afternoon."

"You are going back so soon, how many days have you been here?"

"There are a lot of things waiting for my dad in the factory," Jiang Shan said, "Besides, my little sister's school is about to start."

During the past few days in Yanjing, Father Jiang was always thinking about the workshop, for fear that Master Bao would not be able to control the situation.

There are only a few days until the release of "Romance in Lushan Mountain" on September 1st.

But Jiangshan was not in a hurry at all.

He knew that after the Foreign Trade Bureau designated "Spring Style Clothing" as a pilot project.

Not only does it allow your costume performance team to walk freely in the mall.

Pujiang Garment Factory No. 2 was also ordered to strictly implement a complete set of processing and shipping procedures.

"Okay, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future anyway," Wang Fulin was not a hypocritical person: "I heard that your sister has been admitted to the Drama Academy this time?"

"Ang," Jiang Shan nodded: "After I graduate in a few years, I can help you."

Compared to filming, Jiang Shan prefers to let his little sister work behind the scenes.

"You want her to join the TV station, right?" Wang Fulin said with a smile:

"That's hard to say. As long as you Xiao Jiang say a word, let alone Gutai, Zhou Yeming will also make arrangements."

"Don't let that girl hear what you said," Jiang Shan said sincerely, "otherwise, you won't be able to study well."

After the watermelon is done, the popsicles are served next.

"Jiangshan," Wang Fulin began to get down to business:

"This afternoon we received a notification on the stage about a national documentary competition titled "Good Mountains, Good Waters, Good Scenery". Have you heard about this?"

Upon hearing this question, Chen Peisi, who was already a player in the game, continued to smack her popsicle without even moving her eyelids.

"The notice was given so quickly,"

On the first day I came to Beijing, I told Director Wang the purpose of coming to Beijing, and I had no intention of hiding it from him:

"Director Wang, this matter is actually led by the Ministry of Foreign Trade. One of the purposes is to add some material to an advertisement that I am currently responsible for."

"When I heard it, I guessed that this matter had something to do with you," Wang Fulin said, "How about Xiao Jiang, can you tell me the specific selection requirements?"

"What?" Jiang Shan asked directly: "You want to win a prize?"

"It's not that I want to win the award, it's our station that wants to win the award," Wang Fulin said:

"Think about it, this is a competition shared by 38 TV stations across the country, why don't you care!"

"So you are worried about this," Jiang Shan said, "Then I will tell you everything."

Wang Fulin: "Say."

At this moment, everyone in the room pricked up their ears.

"Actually, advertising is secondary," Jiang Shan:

“The Foreign Trade Bureau took the lead in this matter, mainly because it wanted to edit a short documentary about the great rivers and mountains of our motherland.

Let the people of the whole country take a good look at the beautiful mountains and rivers of our motherland. This is the most important purpose."

"Oh~"

Wang Fulin understood: "No wonder all the TV stations across the country were mobilized to go out and film it. It turned out to be just for this matter."

“What was the subject you were asked to shoot?”

""Good mountains, good water, good scenery"."

"Isn't that right," Jiang Shan said, "38 TV stations across the country have jointly formed a film called The Great Land of the Motherland. It's exciting to think about it."

"It's simply unprecedented," Wang Fulin was already excited:

"I feel like I should take some shots of the Great Wall and the Forbidden City."

"You forgot," Jiang Shan reminded:

"Last time, in order to add a group of national scenic spots at the beginning of "Wonderful Night in the Forbidden City", which scenic spots in the capital have we not photographed?"

"Yes, how could I forget this?" The next second, Wang Fulin said: "But I can't just do nothing!"

Jiang Shan: "You are currently in charge of this matter?"

"It hasn't been finalized yet, but it's probably close."

"That's not easy," Jiang Shan said, "We will leave for Qingdao the day after tomorrow. Why don't you come with us?"

"Are you going to set up a machine in Qingdao? Then I can't compete with you for a scene,"

Wang Fulin said seriously:

"Just like what you said before, Xiaojiang, whether or not you win this award is secondary. Now I want to take a series of shots of great rivers and mountains."

"Then let me give you an idea,"

Knowing that Director Wang was also a person who had high requirements for him, Jiang Shan recommended to him something he originally wanted to do:

"Since 38 TV stations film landscapes together, you might as well film something different."

"Shoot something different," Wang Fulin said, "Shoot something different?"

"Seeing as the harvest season is coming soon, why not take some photos of the harvest."

As soon as Jiang Shan said this, everyone present laughed.

"What do I think?" Wang Fulin said: "When did this harvest news and documentary stop? The common people have long been tired of it."

"Don't laugh yet. The scene I'm talking about, let alone your CCTV," Jiang Shan said, "Which TV station has never broadcast it?"

Several people in the room looked at Jiangshan curiously.

"Because," Jiang Shan: "This scene has never appeared before."

"Where?"

"Xiao Jiang, where are the crops you're talking about?"

"What kind of crops have we not seen?"

Jiang Shan looked at everyone: "Have any of you heard of Lumian No. 1?"

Except for Wang Fulin, everyone else was shaking their heads.

"Do you know what this thing is?"

It’s time for Jiangshan to find something mysterious:

"The high technology of Shandong Atomic Energy Research Institute. With it, when we buy clothes in the future, we will probably not need cloth tickets."

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Chen Peisi's eyes widened: "Don't you want to make up the votes?"

Huang Yongyu: "Is there such a thing?"

"I know this stuff," Wang Fulin said, "Our station even went to the research institute to interview it last year."

“This year is the first harvest season for the large-value planting of Lumin No. 1.

We might as well close our eyes and think about what a magnificent scene 8.5 million acres of cotton will be."

What Jiang Shan is talking about is Lu Mian No. 1, which is known as the "cloth ticket terminator".

Since it was successfully put into production in 1979, it has been promoted on a large scale.

In 1980, Lumian No. 1 ushered in its first good harvest year.

In just two or three years, this new variety cultivated by gamma rays will not only end the planned economy of cotton.

Because of its high yield and strong stress resistance, the people have seen the magical sight of discounted cotton cloth.

"Okay," Wang Fulin thought more and more that it was feasible:

"I went to Shandong to take pictures of this spectacular scene. It's time for the people to see that the harvest farmland is also an indispensable part of the great rivers and mountains of the motherland."

After finishing his heroic words, Wang Fulin looked at Jiangshan again.

"Xiao Jiang, now I really want to set off with you."

"That's right, our destination is Shandong."

"It's not because of this," Wang Fulin smiled sheepishly: "It's mainly because our station doesn't have any extra cameras."

"Um?"

"I'm thinking that if I go with you, I won't have to borrow it from Beijing Film Studio."

"No cameras?" Huang Yongyu was shocked: "How many machines does a TV station as big as yours only have?

"You don't know something," Wang Fulin said with a wry smile: "Not only is our station short of machines, we don't even have enough machines from Beijing Film Studio!"

Chen Peisi nodded aside, he believed this.

Although there are Liu Xiaoqing, Fang Shu, Chen Qiang, and Chen Peisi in "Look at This Family", the crew's cameras are still used elsewhere.

"That's good. Let's set off together then, and you can help us check things out."

Jiang Shan understands that CCTV will still be short of equipment in a few years, let alone now.

"Then just take us both with you,"

Huang Yongyu didn't hide it at all: "I haven't been to Qingdao yet, where are you, Lao Wang?"

"I don't need to ask, "Where has Wang Shixiang not been?" "I haven't been anywhere."



In a triple room next door.

Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai were stretching their little arms with surprise in their eyes.

Sitting in front of them, Yu Sigui and Jiang Chuan were each holding a small arm and putting a watch on their child.

The pink-blue-pink Casio electronic watch produces a string of music with just one press.

"Thank you so much, Sister Sisi,"

Jiang Chuan hugged his little niece and pressed every button out of curiosity: "But why didn't you take it out until now? I couldn't bear it."

"Actually, I always wanted to wait until they were watching "Astro Boy" before taking it out,"

Yu Sigui: "It's a pity that I haven't found any opportunities since I came to Yanjing."

"Oh," Jiang Chuan said, "If that happens, they will both be unhappy."

"I'm so happy now," Jiang Xiaoyu leaned against her sister-in-law, feeling really happy.

Seeing this scene, Yu Sigui was also very happy.

The next second, she took out a white electronic watch from her bag: "Xiaochuan, this is a gift from my sister."

"Ah~"

Jiang Chuan stood up with a bang, almost knocking Jiang Xiaoyu down.

"I have it too?"

This was an electronic watch with a white strap, which made Jiang Chuan's eyes wide open: "What a beautiful electronic watch, thank you Sister Sisi."

"As long as you like it,"

Yu Sigui hugged Xiaobai and shook her: "We Xiaobai like it too, right?"

"One hundred thousand horsepower~"

Jiang Xiaobai raised his arms and rushed out: "Grandpa, look at my watch..."



The next day, after saying goodbye to my family at the train station.

Jiang Shan and Yu Sigui walked into Yanjing TV Station together.

"Xiao Jiang, do you still remember the time we went to Tokyo to participate in the advertising festival two years ago?"

At this moment, in the deputy director's office, Zhou Yeming looked at Jiang Shan with great satisfaction.

"How can we forget that you and Director Gu led the team at that time?"

Jiang Shan glanced at Yu Sigui beside him: "I remember that you went to discuss "Astro Boy" with Sisi's father for a while."

"Yes, that's the trip,"

Zhou Yeming looked at the two young people in front of him:

"I remember one night, we went downstairs to a Japanese noodle restaurant and had a bowl of noodles.

As a result, I saw the weather forecast from TV Tokyo in that small shop."

When he mentioned this, Jiang Shan also laughed: "I remember that you and Gu Tai both said that you would create a weather forecast column after returning to China."

"It's been two years," Zhou Yeming said with emotion: "'Astro Boy' and 'Weather Forecast' have finally started airing."

On July 7, 1980, "Weather Forecast", which had been prepared for two years, was finally launched on CCTV.

Unlike later generations, this time the "Weather Forecast" could only hear his voice but not see his person.

Apart from a hand-drawn weather forecast picture, nothing was visible.

However, the background music of "Fishing Boats Sing Evening" appeared right from the beginning.

"This morning, Fulin submitted an application to me to go to Shandong to shoot Lumian No. 1,"

Zhou Yeming continued: "Xiao Jiang, I think your suggestion is quite good.

Although our CCTV has a large amount of information every day, unfortunately we always miss some news that keeps pace with the times.

Fortunately, you gave me a reminder this time, otherwise I would have missed the starting point of another major event in people's livelihood."

"Look what you said," Jiang Shan's expression was particularly twisted:

"I'm embarrassed to say it. Besides, you have helped me so much, I will definitely think of you if there is any good thing."

"That's what I love hearing you say,"

Revisiting the past is the best preparation.

Since Wang Fulin was too embarrassed to mention it, Zhou Yeming had no choice but to take action himself:

"Actually, our station has received several political tasks recently, and I would like to hear your thoughts on one of them."

"Political mission?"

Jiang Shan immediately started to back off: "This is not my strong point!"

"Who said that?"

Zhou Yeming glanced at Wang Fulin, who had been smiling with his lips pursed, and then continued:

"This year marks the 35th anniversary of Japan's surrender.

The Propaganda Department asked TV stations across the country to prepare a public service announcement, so just tell me if this is your strength?"

"PSAs?"

Jiangshan: “A public service announcement about the Anti-Japanese War?”

“As long as it’s anti-Japanese war themed,” Zhou Yeming said, “It’s mainly to present it as a gift for National Day.”

At this time of year, the publicity department is busy with this matter.

"Why haven't I heard Director Gu mention it?"

"Does he still need to mention it?" Zhou Yeming asked back:

"The "Salute: The Eternal Waves" that you helped Pujiang TV shoot some time ago is the best public service announcement, isn't it?"

"Yes," Jiang Shan's eyes lit up: "It really comes in handy."

"But what about our station?"

Zhou Yeming looked at Jiangshan:

"We were just about to arrive on November 11, but we shot several shots in a row, and none of them could compare with the ones from Pujiang TV Station."

"According to our private understanding," Wang Fulin said, "Guangdong TV station also invited a director from Xiangjiang for this matter."

"Speaking of which, we are CCTV after all," Zhou Yeming said, "We can't lose too badly, right?"

"The Anti-Japanese War?"

Jiang Shan muttered like a fortune teller: "Public service announcement? National Day gift?"

Zhou Yeming and Wang Fulin waited without saying a word for Jiang Shan to announce the signing.

"Yes,"

Jiang Shan suddenly thought of an idea: "Let's do this..."

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