Chapter 55: The person who competes with the movie channel
Turning around, he found Jiang Xiaoyu looking longingly in one direction.
Following her gaze, I saw several 7 or 8-year-old girls chatting around another counter.
"Huh? What are you looking at?"
Jiang Shan pulled Jiang Xiaobai, who was pointing at the fried rice balls with his little finger, without even looking at him: "You can't eat any more sweets, you are already a ball."
When I got closer, I saw that there was a new batch of cards in the store. This was a new thing.
Recently, the people of Pujiang, who have seen the world through translated films, are pursuing change all over the world.
Whether it is a hair salon or a department store, the urgent needs of the people can be felt.
Especially the new gadgets from the south have become hot sellers as soon as they hit the market.
People who never believed before that they would spend a month or even several months' salary on a piece of clothing no longer say anything.
"Do you like it?" Jiang Shan pointed to the big red hairpin on the counter and asked Jiang Xiaoyu: "If you like it, my third uncle will buy you one?"
Under the envious looks of several little girls, Jiang Xiaoyu pursed her lips and did not dare to say a word.
In the polished glass counter, the garnet red hairpins are as clear as rubies.
"Get the reddest one for our little fish."
Jiang Shan laughed at himself for asking a redundant question, whether the little girl would like it: "Comrade, how much will it cost in total if I help tie a bow?"
The female salesperson took it and asked: "The hairpin is 5 cents, what kind of bow do you want?"
Jiang Shan put his hands on his niece's shoulders and handed a handful to the counter: "Xiaoyu, pick one for yourself."
Jiang Xiaoyu glanced at the red scarf pointed by Jiang Xiaobai, pointed to a piece of thick yarn next to it and asked, "Is this okay?"
The third uncle said directly: "Comrade, give me two."
"Wow~"
"I like this yarn too."
In the midst of envious voices, the female salesperson patiently tied two red gauze ribbons to the hairpins and tied them into two bright red bows.
Then he put it on Jiang Xiaoyu's hair across the counter.
For a moment, the pink little face was made lively and playful by the two red butterflies, and the little girl pursed her lips and smiled, her eyebrows curved,
After the salesperson pushed over a plastic mirror, Jiang Xiaoyu finally smiled like a flower.
Later, on the way to the snack bar, I was stopped several times by passers-by in just a few minutes.
Everyone was asking where Jiang Xiaoyu bought his outfit.
Unintentionally, the little girl became the spokesperson of Weimin Department Store.
Jiang Xiaobai sat on a long bench with his chubby legs dangling and waited, his cheerful smile not diminishing at all because he missed the fried rice balls.
Meat buns, wontons, red bean dumplings...
After the dishes were served one by one, the two children immediately started eating under the leadership of Jiang Shan...
After eating and drinking enough, when I walked out of the snack bar, I found that a glass counter had been added to the store at some point.
Inside, on the aluminum dinner plate, there are neatly stacked cream square cakes and tiger skin cakes.
This is a good thing. You don’t need food stamps or candy stamps for eight cents.
Jiang Shan immediately picked ten yuan.
When the first and second children, who were walking and eating, stepped into the small courtyard again, they were stopped by Li Ruocheng through the window: "Where have you been?"
Jiang Shan held up the cake and smiled: "We're going to eat. Let's have a piece of cream cake."
Li Ruocheng pointed to Jiang's house: "You go home first and wait for me."
Jiang Shan didn't ask any more questions, turned the key and entered the house.
As soon as I sat down, I saw Li Ruocheng walking in carrying a box.
"You're going to Yanjing tomorrow, right?" Li Ruocheng presented the box to Jiang Shan: "Don't be reluctant to wear it."
"Bought for me," Jiang Shan was a little surprised. When he opened the box, he saw that it was a pair of black lace-up leather shoes. He was surprised and said, "How can this be so embarrassing?"
"You can wear it for me," Li Ruocheng had already sat down: "Why are you talking so much nonsense and not looking down on me, an old man?"
"How dare you?" Jiang Shan really liked this pair of leather shoes. They looked quite soft. "Sure, I won't be polite to you anymore."
"When have you ever been polite?"
He said this, but Li Ruocheng was really worried that Jiangshan would not accept it.
Unexpectedly, it was sent out without any effort.
"What time is the bus tomorrow?"
"Eight twenty in the morning..."
The two were chatting about tomorrow when suddenly a voice came from the small courtyard: "Is Jiang Shan living here?"
People outside the door put up a pergola to look into the house, and Jiang Shan also stretched his head to look outside.
"Director Hu!" He was so surprised: "Why did you find yourself here?"
Hu Xiao, who finally found the person, was led into the house by Jiang Shan with a smile: "I see you wear the same clothes every day, so I found a suit at home and sent it to you."
"Why are you so embarrassed?" Jiang Shan was a little confused for a moment. Why did he come to see me off when I usually look so shabby?
"What does it matter? I gave it to you because I don't think you are a foreigner. Even though it's not new, I haven't worn it even a few times."
"It's really good." At this moment, Jiang Shan had already taken out the clothes from the bag. The dark gray suit fabric was very elegant.
"Heng Sheng," Li Ruocheng's eyes lit up, then he shook his head and smiled: "Jiang Laosan, you can't wear the suit of the seventh foreman with the cotton sweater of the workers, peasants and soldiers!"
"Heng Sheng? What is it?"
Jiang Shan muttered, and from Li Ruocheng's eyes, he could see that this old suit should have a story.
It's not surprising when you think about it, after all, he is a character who will enter the country housing estate three times in the future in order to compete with the movie channel.
Hu Xiao really didn't treat Jiangshan as an outsider this time. This dress was a gift prepared by his family when he graduated from college. After wearing it a few times, he gained weight.
I was reluctant to give it away. I found out that Jiang Shan was about to leave in the past two days, so I thought it would be most appropriate to give it to him.
"You don't care who he is, just don't dislike it," Hu Xiao said as he dug into his pocket: "Here, the TV ticket you asked for a while ago."
"Did you get it so quickly?"
It was really a surprise. After receiving the TV ticket from Hu Xiao, Jiang Shan looked at it very seriously.
It turns out that this is the legendary TV ticket.
After a few polite words, the two guests were not prepared to stay any longer, so Jiang Shan saw them out of the house.
At this moment, Hu Xiao began to pay attention to this small courtyard. He did not expect that there could be such a style of house in Pujiang.
At this time, Jiangshan had the opportunity to introduce his two noble men.
"Uncle Li, this is Director Hu, the director of the translation studio that you and I often mention,"
Jiang Shan said very formally: "Director Hu, this is Li Ruocheng, the chief translator of the Literature and Art Publishing House."
Hu Xiao was shocked when he heard this: "Senior!"
Li Ruocheng had guessed something: "Learn from each other, learn from each other." The word "chief" sounded really exciting.
"If you don't mention the country, I forgot something."
As soon as he heard the word "translate", Hu Xiao remembered another thing, looked at Li Ruocheng and said: "I happened to meet you today, can you help me think about it?"
Li Ruocheng smiled and said nothing.
Regarding translation, what he has always pursued is to make it literary and elegant while respecting the original work!
In fact, there is a difference between translating the original work and dubbing the film.
One focuses on written expression, the other focuses on verbal context.
They seem to be translations, but they are actually two different things.
However, many people feel that they make simple things complicated.
Just like Li Ruocheng was in pole school.
The leader of the team split the thick original book into 5 or 6 parts, asked each of them to translate it, and then combined it into one.
All I ask is, hurry, hurry, hurry.
I was very unhappy when I saw that Li Ruocheng and others did not translate immediately but gathered together for a meeting.
Li Ruocheng had no choice but to patiently explain that because it was a split translation, the translations of names of people, places, etc. had to be unified first.
When the team leader heard this, he felt that these old men were too stupid.
He raised his voice and counseled them: "What's negotiable? If the book says auntie, you should translate it to auntie; if the book says erdaogouzi, you should translate it to erdaogouzi. Do as I say, hurry up.
, the leaders are waiting to see!"
As a result, under the leadership of the team leader, no one was willing to leave his or her name on the books translated during that period.
If future generations pay careful attention, they will find that in novels translated in certain eras, the translator's column only contains the words "The Second Translation Group of the School".
