Chapter 419 Don’t underestimate these amateur players
In 1980, 35 years had passed since the surrender of fascism in World War II.
Most countries around the world have launched various forms of anti-fascist commemorative activities.
The nearest TV station is repeatedly playing old movies such as "Tunnel Warfare" and "Mine Warfare".
A number of Anti-Japanese War series films such as "Dadu River" were also released one after another.
At this moment, several comrades from Yanjing TV Station were lining up for a public service advertisement with "anti-Japanese themes".
Hong Kong City, a box office runner-up in 1980, was also released on August 28.
The movie "The Tragic War", which mainly tells the story of China's Anti-Japanese War, became a hit as soon as it was released.
The box office of 9.42 million was not only nearly half higher than the third-place box office hit "Ghostbusters" directed and starred by Sammo Hung.
Compared with the Hong Kong box office champion in 1980 - Golden Harvest Films' "Junior", it only took one million less at the box office.
You know, Jackie Chan this year was originally a box office guarantee.
It can be seen from this that the people of Xiangjiang still hate Japan as much as they hate Japan when it comes to uniting with the outside world and resisting Japan and saving the country.
The production and distribution company of this movie will invest in and distribute "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon", "Hero", "House of Flying Daggers", "A City of Gold", "Monster Hunt" in the future... There is no shortage of money overseas.
Film distributor Anle Pictures.
Because it has always focused on overseas distribution, Anle Pictures is not as eye-catching as Shaw Brothers and Golden Harvest.
However, it was Anle Pictures that had a unique vision to package and introduce Miyazaki Hayao's animation series to Hong Kong.
Moreover, it was also in Golden Harvest and Shaw Brothers that the company ended its career one after another and became a Xiangjiang Film Company that thrived in the Mainland.
In Jiangshan's view, this company alone was able to release a documentary on the anti-Japanese theme in 1980.
This vision is enough to support Anle Pictures to go further.
…
It's already dusk now.
In the brightly lit director's office, everyone is performing their duties.
At his desk, Jiang Shan had already drafted the advertising script and discussed with Wang Fulin, who was sitting next to him, to revise the specific shooting details.
On the other side of the desk, Zhou Yeming, holding a phone in his hand, was asking for the list of actors from one family to another.
"Does only Zhang Fengyi have time?" Zhou Yeming asked on the phone, "When did your school get so busy?"
"Zhoutai,"
Jiang Shan, who had a cigarette pinned to his ear, quickly reminded him in a low voice: "Ask them if Xie Yuan is free?"
"Oh, by the way," Zhou Yeming said, "Do you have a classmate named Xie Yuan at Beijing Film Academy?"
As soon as the person on the phone heard that even Xie Yuan was wanted here, he immediately said:
"Xie Yuan? Yes, yes, yes, Xie Yuan from the acting class is a very outstanding student."
Seeing Zhou Tai nodding to himself, Jiang Shan quickly took the next step and said:
"I heard that Beijing Film Academy has just recruited an amateur training class this year. Can you please ask them to come over first to save the place?"
In 1980, Nortel, which did not recruit undergraduate students, opened an amateur performance training class.
Although this training course only lasts four months.
But among the students recruited are: Zhang Guangbei, Zhao Baogang, Li Chengru, Li Qinqin, Zhu Lin...
"Amateur class?"
At this time, Wang Fulin grasped the key point: "Can they do it? After all, they haven't learned a day of school."
"Don't underestimate these amateurs,"
Jiang Shan strongly recommended: "I heard that these 40 students were all selected by Beijing Film Academy from more than 2,000 candidates."
Wang Fulin nodded: "That's true."
"Besides, although our show looks spectacular," Jiang Shan whispered:
"Actually, the requirements for actors are not that high.
And, anyway, there are veteran drama stars like Chen Peisi, Liu Xiaoqing, Huang Yongyu, and Wang Shixiang supporting us."
It's a pity that the two little drama stars Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai have returned to Pujiang!
"I think it will work," Wang Fulin said in a low voice, "The new students are obedient and will be easy to command."
Zhou Yeming nodded silently: "Lao Ma, didn't your school just recruit an acting training class this year?
How about you come over to me and exercise in advance? This is a rare opportunity.
Who can be like them and get the script as soon as they enter the campus..."
In the office of Beijing Film Academy opposite the phone.
Ma Jingwu, the director of the performance department, was shocked when he heard this.
You know, since Comrade Xie Yuan came in two years ago, he has not yet had a single work come out.
"Zhou Tai," Ma Jingwu said worriedly, "You're not asking them to be extras, are you?"
"If our station wants to hire an extra, why should I make the call myself?"
"That's true,"
Ma Jingwu became interested: "What kind of drama will your TV station be filming recently? Small production or big production?"
"Big production," Zhou Yeming laughed silently: "It's big enough, just wait until I read it to you."
After saying this, Zhou Tai raised his hand towards Jiang Shan.
The next second, a shooting catalog was handed over.
"Listen up," Zhou Yeming pointed at the phone with the catalog in hand:
"The May 4th Movement, the founding of the Party, the Nanchang Uprising, the Red Detachment of Women, the Jinggangshan Reunion, Japan's unconditional surrender,
The Battle of Crossing the River, the Founding Ceremony of the People's Republic of China, the launch of the atomic bomb..."
"Etc., etc,"
From the surprise after hearing the first two sentences, to the more and more I listened to it, it became more and more confusing.
Director Ma quickly interrupted Zhou Yeming: "Zhou Tai, are you talking about a play? Or...?"
"Just a play,"
In order to attract the other party's attention, Zhou Yeming didn't have the nerve to tell the truth that it was an advertisement: "How about it, does it sound enjoyable?"
"If this was really a drama, it would be a lot of fun to shoot,"
Ma Jingwu's eyes were shining: "I didn't say anything, just give me a date and I will personally bring you the students from the training class."
When Zhou Yeming heard that the other party agreed, he quickly covered the phone and looked at Wang Fulin and Jiang Shan:
"They said there were 40 comrades, do we want that many?"
Jiang Shan and Wang Fulin looked at each other.
"I can't do it for the time being," Wang Fulin said, "How about we do a few trial plays first and then play them all when the big show comes?"
"Okay," Jiang Shan nodded: "Zhou Tai, let me give you a list first.
In addition to Xie Yuan from the acting class, there are also Zhang Guangbei, Zhao Baogang, Li Chengru, Li Qinqin and, yes, Zhu Lin from the training class."
"How come you even know people's names?"
"I have already sent an acquaintance to inquire about it."
When Zhou Yeming submitted the first list of names, Wang Fulin always felt that there was a person whose name he seemed to have heard somewhere.
"This Zhu Lin..." He looked at Jiang Shan: "Is she the imperial concubine in "Wonderful Night in the Forbidden City"?"
"That's her," Jiang Shan nodded and admitted:
"While filming this commercial, she was filming another movie.
Then I felt that I was suitable for this profession, so I went to Beijing Film Academy to apply.”
"She is really her," Wang Fulin said, "such a beautiful lesbian, why did you choose her to take pictures?"
"You can take pictures of anything," Jiang Shan thought: "It would be great to sit on the bow of the ship and watch the wind, leading the women's army to fight against the enemy or something like that!"
"Okay, okay, okay," Wang Fulin knew Jiangshan's traditional habits:
"I know you are a loyal person. When you do anything good, the first thing you think of is your acquaintances."
"There's no need to talk about loyalty between me and her," Jiang Shan smiled: "We are just familiar acquaintances, so it's easy to use them."
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"I believe what Xiaojiang says,"
Zhou Yeming, who had already hung up the phone, stood up with his hands behind his back: "Using someone you know can indeed save a lot of time."
Not far away, Yu Sigui, who was sitting on the sofa watching the TV series "Garrison Suicide Squad", snorted softly:
"Uncle Zhou, when will your station broadcast this TV series? It will definitely be a popular drama."
"The film will be released as soon as "The Man from the Bottom of the Atlantic" is over," Zhou Yeming said, "It should be early October."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shan looked up at the TV series he had participated in the translation of: "After this movie is released, Toad Mirror will probably become even more popular."
"How can we be more popular?" Zhou Yeming smiled:
"If you go to the market now and have a look, a toad mirror with a foreign trademark will sell for 30, 40 yuan."
"Then make something else popular," Jiang Shan said: "Anyway, these foreign movies must be popular."
"That's true,"
Wang Fulin nodded in agreement and said, "I don't know when our domestic movies will become popular."
"That's right," Jiang Shan said without changing his expression, looking forward to "Lushan Love" the day after tomorrow: "I'm really looking forward to such a day!"
How shameless, Yu Sigui laughed and cursed in his heart, and the next second said: "Yeah, I'm really looking forward to it!"
…
"I am Zhou Yeming from CCTV,"
Director Zhou picked up the phone again and continued to spread the network:
"Can your group do us a favor recently... Actually, the matter is not complicated, but I feel that your group is the most suitable for this temperament..."
At this moment, except for a few people on the brightly lit TV station.
There are also Chen Peisi and Liu Xiaoqing who are in the Wangfujing fabric store, choosing white cloth.
"Comrade Xiaoqing,"
The salesperson looked at them enthusiastically: "Are you sure you want 30 meters of white cloth?"
"Sure,"
Liu Xiaoqing nodded firmly: "Here you are, comrade, here is the ticket."
Although it was almost closing time, the appearance of these two people still attracted the attention of some sales staff.
A few minutes later,
When Chen Peisi, wrapped in white cloth, left together with Liu Xiaoqing.
People are still speculating about whose family the accident happened to.
…
The next day, early in the morning.
Jiang Shan and Wang Fulin, accompanied by Gu Jianfen and Li Guyi, walked into the Central Song and Dance Troupe together.
"When our group leader told me, I didn't know it was you, Xiao Jiang, who was in charge of the program,"
Gu Jianfen smiled and patted Jiangshan vigorously.
When they met again, she and Li Guyi felt particularly cordial.
"Jiangshan," Li Guyi said as he walked:
"I saw your name in the list of choreographers and directors of "Yu Guang Qu", isn't it the same name?"
"It's not "Yu Guang Song"," Gu Jianfen: "It's a tribute to the radio waves that will never fade away."
"That's a short film I helped arrange for Pujiang TV Station,"
Jiang Shan smiled: "How's it going? It looks pretty good, right?"
"When I saw the name, I guessed it must be you," Li Guyi said with a smile, "Okay, Xiao Jiang, I haven't lost any of my "Rising Star Concert" skills!"
"That's right," Wang Fulin said with a smile, "it's up to CCTV to help us again."
"Outsiders don't know what I'm capable of, and you still don't know it,"
Jiang Shandao: "It's not all thanks to the help of the seniors. Look, I'm asking for help again."
"Okay, okay," Gu Jianfen said, "Don't be humble to us."
"That's right," Li Guyi said, "How much do you have? Do we still know?"
…
Everything, just like Zhou Yeming said, things are easy to do if you know each other well.
Afterwards, in the rehearsal hall, waves of passionate singing rang out.
It was time for actual shooting in the afternoon.
Li Guyi, who put on his military uniform, sang his classic song "On the Songhua River" with the accompaniment of the symphony along with the choir.
"My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast, where there are forests and coal mines..."
then--
"The Chinese nation is at its most critical moment, and everyone is forced to make one last roar——"
"Forward, forward, forward—"
"Big knife, chop off the heads of the devils——"
"We are all sharpshooters, every bullet kills an enemy..."
"The wind is roaring! The horses are barking! The Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring..."
"Defend your hometown, defend the Yellow River, defend North China, and defend all of China!"
…
Listening to the deafening singing on the stage.
With the burning Jiangshan in their eyes, Wang Fulin and Gu Jianfen couldn't help but clenched their fists to the rhythm.
"Xiaojiang,"
Wang Fulin whispered excitedly: "Let's give up using old materials. How about going directly to Tiananmen Square to take pictures of the flag-raising ceremony tomorrow?"
"Okay," Jiang Shan had already wanted to do this: "That's it!"
…
At night, in the courtyard at No. 34 Qianliang Hutong.
A white cloth about one meter wide stretched across the yard.
Huang Yongyu, Qi Gong, Zhu Jiaxin, and Xu Bangda were each holding a brush, each responsible for a long walk.
Soon, Huang Yongyu's 30-meter-long "anti-war cartoon" at the front of the Tongji University parade began to take shape with the help of old friends.
In a room in the west wing, Wang Fulin was checking the scenery: "Okay, Xiao Jiang, we can start shooting."
"okay,"
After hearing this, Jiang Shan turned around and shouted outside the room: "Everyone is on his way, students!"
After the order was given, Zhang Guangbei, Zhao Baogang and Li Chengru, who were sitting in the yard waiting for the show, stood up instantly.
Li Qinqin and Zhu Lin, who were wearing blue student skirts and black skirts, also hurried over.
"Director Jiang."
When passing by Jiangshan, Li Qinqin even nervously whispered hello.
Zhu Lin, on the other hand, kept smiling gracefully: "Director Jiang, we meet again."
"Don't be nervous for a while,"
Jiangshanxiao's spring blossoms: "Let out all the enthusiasm of young students."
"Um,"
Li Qinqin and Zhu Lin nodded: "We will work hard..."
Jiang Shan was encouraging the two female classmates a second ago.
The next second, I saw a male student wearing a beige school uniform and a student cap walking over with a smile.
"Hello Director Jiang, my name is Xie Yuan."
…
It was dark the next day, and I felt like I was being pulled up as soon as I lay down.
After just washing his face with cold water, he rushed towards Tiananmen with the machine and Wang Fulin.
Click, click, click...
Not long after setting up the machine, a burst of uniform footsteps echoed in Tiananmen Square.
More than ten seconds later, a rising sun slowly rose——
"Salute to the flag!"
Throughout Tiananmen Square, under the illumination of 110 lanterns and the sun, all the people sang the same song loudly:
