Ordinary life starting from a courtyard

Chapter 8 8: Textual Research (Please collect, please recommend.)
Xu Damao just came to Zhagang Factory last year, and now he is still working as a temporary worker. His father gave Xu Damao the position of projectionist in Zhagang Factory, and he retired, and now works as a projectionist in a movie theater.

Zhou Wenliang: "I'm here for the exam."

Xu Damao was surprised: "You! Want to be a projectionist?"

Zhou Wenliang nodded of course: "Yes."

"Do you know?"

"I can't learn it, it's that simple."

Xu Damao didn't believe it, it was easy, he learned how to handle the projector after studying with his father for several years, if it was simple, he would have learned it long ago.

Zhou Wenliang didn't bother to explain if he didn't believe him, and he will find out after the meeting.

Projectors in this era are very precious. A set costs several thousand dollars, and anyone who breaks it can afford to pay.

Therefore, a qualified projectionist must go through a lot of time, concentrated and systematic study and training before he can pass the examination and become a qualified projectionist.

The exams are basically for these students, but there are also some like Xu Damao who come here for verification with their family skills, and the film company will not refuse, anyway, they will be their soldiers after the exam.

It didn't take long to start assigning classroom exams. Zhou Wenliang and Xu Damao shared a room with more than 30 desks, and the papers were already arranged.

Zhou Wenliang learned a lot about the theory of projection technology, took a look at it, and wrote it down.

Xu Damao looked at the paper, frowned, and bit his pencil.

1. Fill in the blanks, (1) According to the nature of the film base, film films can be divided into __, __, __which is the most commonly used__.

How do I know what material this thing is made of? Isn't he just film.

Xu Damao scratched his head vigorously, and looked at the next question.

According to the width of the film, there are mainly three types: __, __, and __.The most widely used is the ___ film.

16㎜, 35㎜, which one is next...

Xu Damao scratched his head, his grandma, no!
When checking projectors and handling film, the side with the sound track should be ___.

???

Xu Damao raised a question mark, which track is it?
It's so annoying, Xu Damao's scalp is scratched, he doesn't understand any technical terms, and the practical operation is very rich, but he doesn't understand the theoretical knowledge at all, and he can't say that he doesn't understand, he still knows a little bit.

Seeing Zhou Wenliang in front of him brushing and writing, Xu Damao wondered in his heart, when did this kid learn projection technology, and he can still write when the test paper is so difficult.

If Zhou Wenliang knew it, he would definitely die laughing, what a simple question, he would be able to figure it out after reading it twice.

I don't know what's going on, but my memory has greatly increased after time travelling, and I can memorize a book after reading it twice.

Could this be the benefit of time travel?

Practical exams, this is Xu Damao's strong point, there is no problem at all, taking film, rewinding film, checking film, loading film until starting to show, a set of movements is natural and brisk.

Xu Damao proudly glanced at Zhou Wenliang next to him, snorted softly, and stepped aside.

When it was Zhou Wenliang's turn to play, Xu Damao's eyes widened. Zhou Wenliang had never touched a projector. Even though he had a perfect score in theory papers, theory is theory and practice is practice. You can't generalize it. He must not.

Although Zhou Wenliang has never touched a projector here, he has played with it in his previous life. He took, rewound, checked, loaded, and started the projection.

The invigilator couldn't help but praised: "That's right, young man, you have a lot of experience, don't you often go to movie screenings?"

Zhou Wenliang smiled: "No, it's the first time I touched a projector."

The invigilator looked surprised: "What, the first time! How is it possible. Don't lie to me, young man."

"How dare I lie to you, this is the first time I touch a projector."

The teacher didn't think he was lying, so he looked down at his information, looked at him in shock, and said, "Okay, okay, not bad..."

Zhou Wenliang smiled. He had to submit various materials when he signed up for the exam. The first requirement to become a projectionist was to have a clean family background, be popular and professional.

He happened to fit the bill.

After that, he took the test of projector maintenance and drawing slides, which are his strengths. The characters he drew are vivid and interesting, and the vegetation is vivid, which shocked the invigilator on the spot.

Then the film explained the exam, that is, the ability to explain the film along with it.

At this time, the projectionists also have to work part-time as commentators, explaining the policies and guidelines of the above, and promoting good people and good deeds, anyway, they listen comprehensively.

Moreover, most people in the countryside can't speak Mandarin, and the pronunciation is different from ten miles away. Some people can't understand Mandarin when watching movies, so projectionists are required to explain slides and promotional videos while showing them.

Of course, Zhou Wenliang had no problems with the movie commentary, he talked in a clear and steady voice, and passed the test easily in the end.

After the exam, everyone waited outside.

Not long after, the list of those who had passed the exam was posted on the newspaper wall.

Xu Damao looked at the list, row by row, but he couldn't find his name in the end. He was extremely disappointed, and then saw that No.1 on the top was actually Zhou Wenliang!
Xu Damao was very angry, and thought to himself: Why does this kid get No.1? He never knew how to do things like this before.

Just wondering.

I looked around, but didn't see Zhou Wenliang.

Zhou Wenliang was called away by the invigilator long before the poster was posted.

The teacher, a middle-aged man in his 30s, admired him very much and praised him.

The whole Zhou Wenliang was embarrassed.

"Teacher, you are too modest."

The invigilator couldn't help laughing: "Hehe, I'm not exaggerating at all. I've been a teacher for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen full marks for each subject, and there's no problem with the practical operation. You're really good, young man.

By the way, you have such good grades, why don't you go to school anymore? I read in your profile that you don't go to class after you graduate from junior high school?
It's a pity you don't go to school! "

The invigilator looked at him strangely.

Zhou Wenliang was really caught up in the question.

How do you answer this? Could it be that someone has changed?
The one who didn't like studying before is dead!

No one would believe me.

"Teacher, to tell you the truth, I didn't like studying before, I couldn't find a job after graduation, and my family was very difficult. My mother grew up in the police station and I was a child from a poor family..."

Zhou Wenliang brought himself into the Yan family, and with a trembling voice, holding back tears, told about the hardships of the Yan family.

A bowl of porridge every day, half a cornbread, and pickled vegetables, sometimes I can't eat, my eyes are black when I'm hungry, whether it's bitter or not.

Bitterness, that’s really bitterness. I’m talking about the year before last, and most of them were like this. Although this invigilator is still a professor, he is similar to everyone.

It was like that back then.

He also said that seeing his mother was tired and his sister was hungry and thin, but he had nothing to do all day long, he felt remorse and made up his mind to let the family live a good life.

Zhou Wenliang looked excited, his eyes were red, and he clenched his fists.

It seems to be in the play.

The teacher is moved, and the sense of substitution is very strong.

"Son, it's good to be able to wake up, and work hard in the future to be a filial child..."

"Well, teacher, I will..."

The teacher patted Zhou Wenliang on the shoulder and asked, "I see that you know a lot about movies. You answered all the previous questions correctly. Have you studied directing before?"

I really learned it.Zhou Wenliang: "I haven't studied it. I have read a few books. I am very interested in movies. I will learn it soon."

The teacher laughed immediately, "Then let me test you, what are the three elements of a movie?"

Zhou Wenliang said without hesitation, "Color, sound, picture."

What is the basis of the film.

"Screen..."

One question and one answer, seeing Zhou Wenliang answering fluently, the teacher nodded in satisfaction.

The teacher loved talent and invited Zhou Wenliang to study at the Film Academy. It would be a pity to waste this talent.

(End of this chapter)