Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 164 The powerful director system

Faced with teacher Xie Fei's questioning, Wang Fulin smiled and said nothing.

The impartial gaze still looks kindly at the male student who is talking.

"Although the intention is not deep enough, and the production is a bit rough," Chen Kai's speech finally came to an end:
"But the TV series "There is a Youth" still has some merits, at least it is a big step forward for our country's small screen."

After finishing the matter, with a serious expression, he glanced at Li Shaohong seemingly unintentionally.

He found that the other party seemed to be discussing what he had just said in a low voice with Hu Mei who was beside him.

In the next second, Chen Kaige's whole body exuded a glow of confidence.

You must know that Li Shaohong's classmate at this moment is the crush object of the male students in the entire director department.

Satisfied, Chen Kaige looked around.

I accidentally met a young man standing at the back of the classroom.

For some reason, the smiling expression on the young man's face made him startled.

What kind of smiling eyes are those, with a hint of playfulness in their gentleness.

Looking deeper, the seemingly lazy gaze seems to have penetrated his internal organs.

After stabilizing his position a little, he took a careful look at the person in front of him.

With his hands in his pockets, he leaned against the wall, and there was a figure who looked like a leader standing beside him.

He didn't know him, he was sure, he definitely didn't know this comrade.

However, this person gave him an unexplainable feeling.

But in just a dozen breaths, Chen Kaige, who was stunned before, changed into an expression of "I even despise you".

That's right, how could he stand the teasing eyes of others.

In the entire director department, even Zhang Yimou was reading the book list he made.

Jiang Shan, who was crooked by the wall, never cared about the other party.

He is now smiling at everyone in the classroom.

What a good time for these people!

No matter how much trouble and nonsense in the future, five people and six people can still live.

Especially this brother Kai, who was actually forced to make a "Farewell My Concubine", adding a masterpiece out of thin air to his messed up film and television works.

Hahaha,
Suddenly, a series of hearty laughter echoed in the classroom.

Jiang Shan looked over Xunsheng, and Hu Mei, who was sitting next to Li Shaohong, heard something, and leaned back with a smile.

At this time, Hu Mei, who had just turned 20, was covering her mouth with her hand and suppressing a smile.

Turning around and taking a sneak peek at Mr. Xie's appearance, he really has the mood of a girl next door.
Who would have thought that this small figure would later lead to the creation of the magnificent "Yongzheng Dynasty" and "Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty".

A few minutes later, the four people standing at the back of the classroom came out one after another.

Teacher Xie and Wang Fulin walked in front side by side.

Jiang Shan and Zhou Yeming deliberately lagged behind by a few steps.

"Xiao Jiang, this is the learning atmosphere of our Yanjing Film Academy," Zhou Yeming said as he walked, "How do you feel?"

Jiang Shan turned his head and looked around: "It's interesting to me, but they seem to be more interested in the big screen."

"Oh," Zhou Yeming shook his head: "Even you can see it!"

"What do you have to worry about?" Comrade Jiang Shan is still very consoling: "Hitachi's color TV production line has already settled in Pujiang.
The black-and-white TV production line in Sichuan Province will soon be put into production, Sanyo TV has also set up an office in Yanjing, and the programs of Yanjing TV will soon enter thousands of households..."

"Hehe, it's not that easy!"

"Just look at it!"

Zhou Yeming paused, and then smiled knowingly with Jiang Shan.

In 1979, in-depth cooperation with Japan-Japan technology greatly increased the number of domestic TV sets manufactured.

In fact, our country could have successfully introduced a color picture tube production line as early as six years ago.

In 1973, it was approved to import a color picture tube production line from the United States.

However, Jiang Qing was furious because the delegation brought back a glass snail symbolizing longevity presented by Corning Corporation of the United States.

He ran to the Fourth Ministry of Machinery and scolded him, insisting that the snail was an insult to the country.

As a result, the entire team has worked hard for nearly a year to introduce cooperation plans, and it just fell through.

"Your class's fighting power is so strong," Wang Fulin, who was walking in front, smiled slowly, "Our TV station is really...so sorry!"

Comrade Wang Fulin's thoughts are very thorough.

What he wanted was an assistant director with multiple roles, not an old man who could only point fingers!

"Hahaha~" Teacher Xie smiled and shook his head: "A bunch of young people talk without importance. Director Wang, please don't take it seriously!"

"Actually, it's nothing. Everyone has a time when they are young and energetic..."

The group of people walked together and stopped talking about the assistant director.

CCTV at this moment is not as good as it will be in the future, and it is difficult to choose a famous actor.

However, Wang Fulin still refuses to use only free students from the Film Academy like in "A Young Man".

Fortunately, hard work paid off, and he really found a few famous actors at this time,

Among them was an actor named Ma Jiaqi, who was busy helping the crew solve a series of problems.

After being discovered by Wang Fulin's sharp eyes, he immediately took the position of director's assistant.

After that, it was a matter of course that he continued to serve as the assistant director in the crew of "Dream of Red Mansions", and also played the role of Jia Baoyu's father Jia Zheng by the way.

After returning to the city, Zhou Yeming's car stopped at the intersection of Xinhua Bookstore.

After bidding farewell to the two leaders, Jiang Shan happily walked into Xinhua Bookstore.

I looked up at the classification board hanging high, and soon found the site of the comic book.

If you want to see the eager desire of the masses for knowledge today, come to Xinhua Bookstore.

The most lively place among them is the counter of Xiaorenshu.

A large group of children surrounded here tightly.

Although there is a ceiling fan whirring overhead, Jiang Shan, who is still sweating profusely, has been fanning the wind with his hands vigorously.

Standing on the outermost edge, he took a few glances in, and there were countless pairs of small hands waving sweat-stained coins in front of the counter.

The goal of most children is the animation film comics published by Meiying Factory.

The two saleswomen, who were also sweating, handed this to that neatly.

"It's gone," after a while, the salesperson sent a message to the back: "Comrades who want to buy animation, movie and comic books later, don't need to line up anymore, they are all sold out..."

"Why is it gone again?"

"I've been here for several days."

"..."

This scene was seen by Jiang Shan in amazement. He knew that this book would be popular, but he didn't expect it to become a popular book.

After waiting in line for more than ten minutes, it was finally Jiang Shan's turn: "Comrade, bring me a little book about Three Dozens of Bone Demons, as well as "The Battle of the Red Cliff" and "Seven Captures of Menghuo."

Papapa, the expressionless salesperson, quickly took three books: "What else?"

"Is there a villain book of "On Heroes of Cooking Wine"?"

"Have."

"Is there another version?"

"Just this one."

"Then I don't want it anymore."

After some tossing, Jiang Shan withdrew a few comic books.

After letting out a long breath, he cheerfully found the service desk.

In Xinhua Bookstore at this time, mailing books to customers has already become a basic business.

Opening the small book of the address book, Jiang Shan wrote down the addresses of Huang Yongyu and Shao Fulin in turn.

Before, the two had been clamoring to see his works.

This time when he went to Yanjing, Jiang Shan finally took this matter to heart.

The day after the college entrance examination.

Sitting on the return train, Jiang Shan silently opened a copy of that day's "People-People's Daily".

Suddenly, an article in the newspaper aroused his interest.

[Last year, a group of more than ten people from the production team of "Nezha Naohai" braved the heat and went to Shan-Dongqing-dao, Laoshan and other places to collect materials.

Mr. Zhang Ding climbed the mountain with the young people and sketched on the spot.

The old man spread out a large sheet of rice paper and put it on the stone, and used burnt ink to draw a sketch of the waves hitting the reef on the spot.

His wife, Mrs. Chen, followed, and when the sea breeze was blowing, she pressed the paper with all her strength.
The creative team also went to Qingdao-Island Aquarium and Oceanographic Research Institute, and drew every move of marine creatures...

The above news was reprinted in "Oriental Metropolis Daily"]

"Hey," Jiang Shan looked more and more delighted,
Unexpectedly, "People's Daily" would reprint their newspaper's article.

The key to this article is from his interview reports.

After more than 20 hours, Jiang Shan finally got on his second brother's bicycle.

"Why didn't you take a soft sleeper this time?" Jiang He's voice was still as calm as water.

The exhausted Jiang Shan leaned against his second brother's thick back for the first time: "I don't want to trouble them."

"What's the matter? You have to rely on friends when you go out." It's rare for the second brother to talk too much.

"Ah," Jiang Shan yawned, staring at the passing vehicles with blank eyes: "How is it? During the few days when I'm not here, how are things at home?"

"Well, there is no difference."

Finally, the overly warm home arrived.

After entering the door, Jiang Shan threw himself on the bed, not wanting to say a word.

"Brother," Jiang Chuan, who had been waiting in the room, called out sweetly, "You are so tired, brother, hurry up and drink some water."

With his eyes closed, Jiang Shan waved his hands slowly.

"Brother Jiangshan, drink some water."

Hearing that something was wrong, Jiang Shan quickly opened his eyes: "Ruhua, why is it you?"

Standing beside the bed with a water glass, Ying Ruhua showed a fresh ponytail showing her full forehead.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, I seem to have grown taller," Jiang Shan took the water glass with a smile, and joked with the little girl by the way.

Sure enough, Ying Ruhua, who was so nervous a second ago, smiled sheepishly: "No way, it's still 1.6 meters."

Ever since he came here, Jiang Shan would talk about the figure of the picture-like girl when he had nothing to do.

Small short legs are long, small short legs are short.

Originally, I didn't think that I should be short, but I started to pay attention to my height.

It's a pity that he didn't grow in size, but his appetite has grown a lot.

"Wow, take a look at the picturesque,"

Jiang Chuan, who had been rummaging through his bag, finally found his target: "It's actually a pair of high heels."

"Really," said Ying Ruhua, who had never worn high heels before, with joy in her eyes.

The next second, he pursed his lips in embarrassment.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, it should be because she is short that she chose a pair of high heels.

Jiang Shan bought two pairs of creamy white half-heeled women's sandals worth 28 yuan: "Try it and see if it fits you well."

"Okay," Jiang Chuan was ready without him saying, "Hurry up, picturesque, why are you still standing there?"

"okay,"

Ying Ruhua hurriedly sat down on a small stool, stretching out a tender little foot without the slightest bit of twitching.

For a while, Jiang Shan and Jiang He felt embarrassed.

The two dear friends picked up a book beside them neatly.

After staring blankly for a while, I heard Jiang Chuan's joyful voice: "I'm dressed just right, not too small at all, how about you as a picture?"

"Me too," Ying Ruhua looked at her feet with a smile, "It's so pretty, I haven't worn high heels yet."

"Who isn't?"

"Let me take a look." After a while, Jiang Shan looked at it openly: "Well, I have pretty good taste."

"That's great."

"These shoes are from Guangzhou," Jiang Shan pointed to the shoes and said, "You may not be able to buy them in Pujiang."

The two girls on this side stared happily at their feet and couldn't see enough.

On the other side, Jiang He was packing the third child's luggage: "Huh? Why are there still men's sandals?"

"This time I went out to buy shoes for our whole family, young and old,"

Jiang Shan only needs to stop in front of the counter of the department store: "I want to buy everything at home."

"Brother, you have such a good habit," Jiang Chuan walked back and forth in the house wearing new shoes, "You must keep it."

Looking at the chocolate-colored plastic sandals in his hand, Jiang He also smiled: "His habit is up to me!"

Jiang Shan didn't answer their words for a while: "Xiao Chuan, how did you and Ru Hua do in the exam?"

"Just... that's it!"

"I didn't do well in the exam," Ying Ruhua didn't dare to lie: "Only Chinese and Chemistry were okay."

"Is chemistry okay?" Jiang Shan smiled and nodded: "Not bad."

"Brother, can you not mention the exam, what a disappointment."

"I need to ask a few questions." Jiang Shan threw two packs of Yanjing preserved fruit into their arms, "Which college entrance examination is as insignificant as ours."

Jiang He's eyes were cold: "It's too outrageous."

"Brother Jiangshan, don't worry," Ying Ruhua, holding a bag of preserved fruits in both hands, immediately stood up to express his determination:

"I've already decided to switch to liberal arts, and I will definitely be admitted to university next year and move out of your house."

The girl blinked a pair of clear eyes, and said the last sentence word by word.

It seems to be reading a letter of guarantee to Jiangshan: Comrade Jiangshan, please rest assured, I will not stay here forever.

"Hehe," it's really silly and cute.

Seeing the serious look of the little girl, Jiang Shan couldn't help laughing: "Actually... Anyway... Anyway, you just do your best, and you don't have to work too hard."

"Don't worry, brother, Ruhua can't work hard even if he wants to." Jiang Chuan put the preserved fruit and tuckahoe cake into his own share, picked them up and prepared to go back to the house.

"Huh?" Jiang Shan obviously didn't understand what the little girl said.

"That's... that," Ying Ruhua touched her forehead embarrassingly: "That... Actually, I feel sleepy when I read a book."

"Oh," Jiang Shan nodded, "How about I teach you a trick?"

"what?"

"Stand and watch."

"Huh? Yeah." The little girl nodded seriously: "I'll try it in a minute."

"The third child,"

Seeing the backs of the girls leaving, Jiang He handed a note to Jiang Shan: "The Meiying Studio seems to be looking for you urgently."

(End of this chapter)