The studio is a state-owned enterprise and naturally implements a planned economy. All indicators are uniformly issued by the state every year. For example, in 1984, the state issued an indicator for the production of eight cartoons. People in the factory must work according to this indicator. As long as
It will be good if it is completed by the end of the year. As for whether the country will allow it to be released, that is a matter for the relevant national departments, and Wu Yuanguang's father has the final say.
But they have never heard of anyone asking them to make cartoons.
Although these people did not understand what Wu Yuanguang said, no one raised any objection. This was the son of the boss, so as long as he could please the other party.
"Okay, no problem, no problem, you three please come with me!"
Song He didn't say anything and walked into the factory with a few people.
"Our Capital Art Factory has a long history! It has been around since the founding of New China. It now covers an area of 11,000 square meters and has animation, paper-cutting, administrative work buildings and puppet studios. The production capacity is 8 to 10 movies per year. What?
Little Iron Pillar, Kitten Fishing, Mushroom Picking, Little Hero, Best Friend, Boasting Frog, Careless Fatty, Mr. Dongguo, Magic Pen Ma Liang, Making a Trouble in the Sky, The Boy Who Cried Wolf are all made by our factory!"
The director of the studio is called Dai Lang. While he led everyone to visit various departments, he talked about the long history of the factory in detail, and his words were full of pride.
That's right, Liu Lang, the director of the factory, mentioned that Liu Lang has basically watched these cartoons, especially "Havoc in the Sky" and "Ma Liang Lang is Coming", which are the memories of Liu Lang's childhood. They left a deep impression on them.
"Look, everyone, these are the paintings of our artists. They are all drawn one stroke at a time. Each cartoon needs to draw thousands or even tens of thousands of such pictures. How can such a film not look good?"
A group of people came to the animation workshop, which is the most important department of the studio. There are dozens of large tables in the wide space. Each table is covered with exquisite pictures, each of which is lifelike. There are also two
More than a dozen painters were working quietly, and even when everyone came in, few people raised their eyes to look over.
"Well, it's so beautiful, so beautiful!"
When Liu Lang came to these paintings, he couldn't help but admire them.
He was not flattering the other party, but it was the truth. Twenty or thirty years later, people in the country said that the comics of the island country were well-made, but in front of these pictures, there was no comparison at all, at least in terms of the quality of the paintings.
Above, it can be said that people who can draw these paintings should basically be called painters.
"Of course. Each of our painting masters has more than thirty years of experience and has painted thousands of paintings. Of course, they are the best in the country!"
Dai Lang said immediately.
"Humph, what's the point of being so powerful? Are you so tired that you can't make that much money?"
Suddenly a voice came from a corner not far away. Although the voice was not loud, everyone could hear it clearly.
"Um?"
Song He's face suddenly darkened. Who is this person? Why do he say sarcastic words to his face?
Everyone followed the sound and looked over, only to see a middle-aged man in his fifties sitting in front of a table. He was wearing reading glasses and drawing something on a piece of paper. He didn't even raise his eyes when he spoke.
Dai Lang's expression also changed after hearing this.
"I said Master Lu, our factory has never treated you badly, right? Why do you say such things against your will?"
Dai Lang couldn't help but scolded him immediately.
"Humph, against one's will? You, Dai, know better than us whether it is against one's will. Anyone can say good things, but the key is to do something! If this continues... my old bones will not be able to withstand such torment anymore!"
"
The other party didn't care who the leader was or not, so he started fighting with Dai Lang directly.
"you………!"
Dai Lang's face turned pale with anger, and he couldn't say anything.
"Dear leaders, let's go to the next workshop and have a look!"
Another factory cadre saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly asked everyone to go outside.
Next, everyone visited two more workshops, but because of what happened just now, everyone was very depressed.
"Director Dai, your factory director must have some difficulty, why don't you bring it up and let us listen!"
Liu Lang was very curious.
"It's nothing, nothing. That man's name is Lu Chunzhong. He's an old man in the factory. He just relies on his old age and sells his old age. He gets the highest salary in the factory and still makes irresponsible remarks all day long. It's his own problem and it has nothing to do with anyone else."
Dai Lang said quickly.
"Director Dai, how many films will our studio be tasked with this year?"
Liu Lang asked.
"The target set at the beginning of the year requires our third studio to produce eight animated films this year. We have formulated a plan and the eight animated films have been finalized. They are Sanmao Wanderings. Well, this is a series of cartoons. Four will be produced this year, and there are also
There are Miracle Doctor, Stone Lion, Little Star and Little Fox, eight in total.”
Dai Lang replied.
"Oh, how many pictures should be drawn for each part?"
Liu Lang asked again.
"On average... there are almost more than 5,000 paintings in each volume!"
"More than five thousand, then the eight volumes are more than 40,000, or even more than 50,000?"
"Almost!"
Dai Lang nodded.
"How many people are there in the animation team of our factory?"
Liu Lang asked again.
"There are thirty-two people in total. Many of the old masters have retired. After all, it is too much work on the eyes. Many people have eye diseases and have to retire before they reach age. Now there are only eight old masters left in the factory, but the remaining
They are all young people. They are college students who just graduated from the year before last and the year before last. There are twenty-four people in total. We are very strong!"
Dai Lang said enthusiastically.
"Thirty-two people draw nearly 50,000 pictures a year, with an average of 1,600 or 700 pictures per person. This is a lot of work!"
Liu Lang frowned slightly and said.
"Young people are not good enough, so we have to rely on those old masters. Each of them has to draw at least 3,000 pictures every year!"
Dai Lang said again.
"Three thousand paintings? How much is their master's salary?"
Liu Lang looked at each other.
"Of course the old masters earn more, forty-eight and a half yuan a month. Young people who have just started working are paid twenty-seven and sixty yuan. If they meet the target by the end of the year, everyone will still have a performance salary of forty or fifty yuan!
"
The other party blurted out.
"What the hell, isn't this exploitation?"
Liu Lang almost shouted.
No wonder the old master was so angry there just now. If it were me, I would have resigned a long time ago.
The old master's monthly salary is 48 yuan. After completing the task at the end of the year, he will still have 50 yuan in performance pay. Calculated, it will be more than 600 yuan a year. This seems to be a lot, at least more than Liu Lang's father.
Out a lot.
But having said that, the workload of these people is too much, especially the old masters. They have to draw 3,000 pictures every year, 365 days a year, an average of almost eight pictures a day. This is not a simple drawing for children.
Liu Lang and the others had also seen something like that just now. Each piece was very detailed, and the images, lines, and colors were all meticulously refined.
It would be better if it were landscapes, vegetation, or distant views, but if it were people and animals, even Liu Lang would probably have to spend an hour or two to draw such a standard color picture. How much time would it take to draw eight pictures a day?
No wonder Dai Lang said that many old masters retire before they reach old age. How can you not retire if your eyes are painted blind?
Fortunately, they can earn 600 yuan after working hard for a year. Maybe they would have thought it was good before, but now the wave of reform and opening up has begun, especially in big cities like the capital, where self-employed people are not only everywhere, but at least there are quite a few.
You can earn over 1,800 yuan a year if you buy breakfast on the roadside. Although he is a little tired, he seems to be more relaxed than a master painter.
It is said that capitalist society relies on exploitation. In Liu Lang's view, these masters of painting are the ones who have suffered the most from exploitation.