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Chapter 59 Conversation on the Development of Literature and Art in the New Century

During dinner, Xiao Qian wanted to go home, but was caught by Li Zhen and could not escape.

"You brat, you usually hang out here eating and drinking, but today you actually want to run away?"

Xiao Qian couldn't lift her head.

"I said I miss my mother, do you believe me?"

Li Zhen sits in the middle, as majestic as a mountain.

"be honest."

Xiao Qian almost ducked her head under the dining table.

"The main thing is to have dinner with national leaders. It's too stressful."

Li Jianguo and Xu Mingxia tried their best to hold back their laughter. It was so interesting to see the two of them, one old and one young.

"Come on, Xiao Qian, let's try some pork ribs. Don't be nervous, your Grandpa Li is a very nice person."

Xiao Qian glanced at the ribs in the bowl, then looked at Li Zhen, and asked carefully: "Can I eat it?"

Li Zhen was not angry.

"If you don't want to eat it, do you still plan to offer it to me?"

"oh……"

Xiao Qian started eating and finally felt less nervous.

Compared with him, Li Qingjue has a much bigger heart. The majesty of a national leader seems useless to her.

Halfway through the meal, I even got brave enough to turn on the TV and watch it with gusto.

I really don’t know why she, a little girl, likes to watch fights and killings?

Li Zhen was eating and observing.

I was surprised to find that Li Qingjue would watch the TV for a long time after taking one bite of rice. But Xiao Qian kept eating and had no interest in TV.

"Brat, don't you like watching TV?"

Xiao Qian told the truth.

"so so."

In his previous life, he watched computers, and the content was much richer than that of television. Therefore, his impression of television still remained as when he was a child, running home from school every day, waiting to watch "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" on the county TV station.

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Li Zhen pointed to the fighting and killing on the TV and asked: "Look at how lively the fighting is, don't you like it?"

Xiao Qian also pointed to the scene on the TV where a big man rushed over with great passion, danced and chattered and beat the shit out of the Japanese, and asked: "Do you like such a fake scene?"

Li Zhen's face turned red.

"How do you know it's fake?"

Xiao Qian snorted angrily: "Everyone on earth knows."

He spat the bones on the table and continued: "If they were beaten like this, it would be hard for the Japanese to survive in China for eight years."

This time, not only Li Zhen, but also Li Jianguo and Xu Mingxia froze.

After a long time, Li Zhen let out a long sigh.

"Yeah, what are these pictures of? It's just a lie."

Xiao Qian added fuel to the fire.

"What is this? In the future, you will still be able to see people tearing apart Japanese soldiers with their hands and blowing up planes with hand grenades."

Li Zhen couldn't help baring his teeth, and the air-conditioning flowed back.

"No way, what director is so stupid that he would shoot like that?"

Xiao Qian pointed to the guerrillas on TV who had won a great victory and no one died, and hehehe said: "If it can be filmed like this now, what's the surprise if it goes even further in the future?"

Li Zhen slapped the table and his expression finally turned serious.

"We must talk to the people from the Ministry of Culture and Radio and Television later, and we cannot allow this kind of chaos."

Xiao Qian was shocked.

Could it be that history will be changed because of what I say?

The old man in front of me is not an ordinary person. If he says a word, the whole country will tremble.

If he comes forward, the chaos in the domestic film and television industry might really be under control.

However, Li Jianguo did not understand the deeper meaning and asked: "Isn't this a very good shot? Our army won a complete victory, which highlighted the bravery, fearlessness and invincible spirit of the people's army."

Li Zhen hadn't said anything yet, but Xiao Qian said seriously: "From the Chang Uprising on August 1, 1927, to the signing of the Panmunjom Agreement in 1953, our army has been fighting for twenty-six years.

In the history of revolutionary struggle, every opponent we faced was extremely powerful. But our people's army went from victory to victory, and finally gave birth to our great country. So we don't need to deliberately vilify the enemy to highlight the power of the people's army.

, the more ferocious the enemy is portrayed, the more it can highlight the greatness of our people’s army.”

Li Zhen's eyes were extremely eager. Looking at the determined Xiao Qian, he couldn't help but grab him and hold him in his arms.

"Good boy, well said, well said."

When he looked at Li Jianguo and Xu Mingxia again, the old man spoke particularly earnestly and thoughtfully.

"How many of our good comrades have sacrificed their precious lives in the arduous revolutionary struggle. We have gone through the Long March, survived the siege and suppression, broken the siege, and withstood the indiscriminate bombing by the US imperialism. Only then have we become what we are today.

New China. Our great victory can only be highlighted by the ferocity and power of the enemy."

The old man turned around and told his secretary: "Write down what Xiao Qian said. When you get back, convey it to the people in the Ministry of Culture and the Ministry of Propaganda, and let them take a good look at it and learn from it. I see, some people become officials.

My brain is going crazy."

While eating and chatting, Li Zhen became even more attracted to Xiao Qian.

"I heard from your Aunt Xu that you also created a TV series that described our revolutionary workers?"

Xiao Qian knew he was talking about "Sh Beach".

"Yes, grandpa, you can take a look at it then. It's very good."

That's not what Li Zhen cares about.

"I heard that the revolutionary workers there are still in love?"

Xiao Qian asked back.

"Didn't you fall in love when you were making revolution?"

Li Zhen was speechless and realized that there was indeed something wrong with his thinking.

"Then tell me, what do you think when you are creating?"

This time, Xiao Qian was much more serious because he knew that what he said next might have a great impact on China's literary and art industry in the future.

"Grandpa, I think that although the male protagonist Xu Wenqiang is a revolutionary worker, first of all he is a person, a living person of flesh and blood. Since he is a person, he will naturally have many emotions such as love, hatred, and hatred. Only by understanding

Only when a person's skeleton is fully formed can the audience feel the same and understand that revolutionary workers are the same as everyone else, and can they be more recognized for the cause they are engaged in. In the past, the image of revolutionary workers portrayed in our film and television works was too

It's too lofty, too grand. It doesn't look like a human being, but more like a god. The unrealistic feeling will push the audience away."

Li Zhen listened very carefully and at the same time very seriously.

It was obvious that he was actually reflecting.

Because he knew what Xiao Qian said was right.

In recent years, especially with the progress of reform and opening up, foreign ideas and culture have continued to impact the people. Many people who work on the cultural front have complained to him, saying that today's propaganda work is becoming more and more difficult.

Now after listening to Xiao Qian's words, Li Zhen couldn't help but think that perhaps the past propaganda methods were too formal, too preachy, too seeking perfection and goodness, and they were really out of touch with the masses.

"If it were you, what would you do and guide the cultural industry?"

This time, Li Zhen no longer regarded Xiao Qian as a child, but asked a very macro question.

But it was obvious that although Xiao Qian had learned a lot, he could not answer such a macro question.

So he started from a micro perspective and relied on specific examples to illustrate his point of view.

"Grandpa, have you seen "Star Wars"?"

Originally, he planned to explain it to Li Zhen after Li Zhen said he hadn't seen it. Unexpectedly, Li Zhen nodded and said, "I have seen it."

That would save trouble.

"Then do you think a movie like that can be made in China now?"

Li Zhen really had never thought about this problem and said: "It can't be photographed."

However, Xiao Qian's next words made his face filled with dark clouds.

"But audiences like to watch movies like this."

Yes, people are very simple. They like whatever looks good and sounds good.

But now the Chinese film and television industry can't make it, but Americans can. Doesn't that mean that the audience has been robbed by American movies?

The audience has gone to watch American movies, so don’t they have to be influenced by the values ​​​​in American film and television works?

Li Zhen discovered the problem and felt it was difficult.

Xiao Qian melancholy said: "In the final analysis, problems in the cultural field are still problems of science and technology. Whoever masters more advanced science and technology in the future will have more say. So instead of racking their brains to publicize us well,

It is better to speed up the development of our own culture and ideas in terms of science and technology. When our science and technology can support our cultural industry, that is when we take the initiative."

After experiencing the previous life, Xiao Qian obviously saw it more clearly, so he expressed his thoughts to the old man in front of him.

As for how much role and influence this old man can play in this, it is unknown.

He can only enhance the influence of China's cultural industry as much as possible in the areas within his power and be a dedicated guardian.


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