Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 400: Manipulating the Hundred Flowers Awards

Yanjing, Zhongnanhai.

As I said before, it was opened to the public in May this year.

The registration and ticket collection method is as convenient as the entrance method of some museums in later generations.

On the day they returned to Yanjing, Wang Fulin, Huang Yongyu and Wang Shixiang were picked up by a car as soon as they got off the plane.

When they first arrived, all three of them managed to feel both nervous and relaxed.

What is tense is the people and places you see now.

What made me feel relieved was that I finally handed over 5 US dollars (minus the 7 yuan bonus for 700 people) to the organization.

"This is the ad you put in the New York Post? Is there anything special about it?"

In a small reception room near the lotus pond, Lu Xuzhang from the Tourism Bureau met with three comrades who had returned from their visit to the United States.

Looking at the newspaper in his hand, Lu Xuzhang really couldn't see the necessary and sufficient conditions for "making the masses spread the word."

"You have to stand it up and see."

Huang Yongyu demonstrated: "Only by facing the light can you see the wonderful things."

"oh,"

Lu Xuzhang finally saw the real Lushan: "So this is how you look at it... Interesting, don't mention it, foreigners really like this set."

"It's not just the foreigners," Wang Fulin said with a smile, "It's quite interesting for us to watch, too."

“Yeah, I find it interesting too.”

These three were comrades who had had dinner with Director Lu at Tingli Pavilion.

Meeting again saved a lot of time.

In addition to handing in the spoils, we also have to report on our work.

"Yes," Lu Xuzhang flipped through the newspapers with the key points circled, "It seems that you made quite a big move in New York this time."

"These are the photos taken at the scene," Wang Fulin presented them one by one:

"We took photos of the award-winning scenes at the advertising festival, photos of newspapers being snapped up, before-and-after photos of Chinese restaurants in Chinatown, before-and-after photos of bicycle sales at shopping malls... We recorded and photographed every single one."

Although Jiangshan is not a greedy person, he never hides anything.

"Very good," Lu Xuzhang nodded. "Such photos are very newsworthy. Does your TV station have any plans for special coverage?"

"Yes," Wang Fulin nodded affirmatively:
"It has been confirmed that the report on the New York Advertising Awards awards will soon appear in the news broadcast."

"Very good," Lu Xuzhang felt that this was a good move:

"Comrades have achieved such great results outside. As the rear base, we must highlight and praise them in front of the people of the whole country."

"Don't worry, in addition to our TV station," Wang Fulin said, "many newspapers have also contacted us."

"In short, your news organizations must report this matter carefully."

“Our leaders think so too.”

"We need to build some confidence in the people," Lu Xuzhang stressed. "Not only do foreign countries have advanced technologies that are worth learning from, but we also have the time to impress foreign countries."

"You are right," Huang Yongyu said with a smile, "At the New York Advertising Festival, Jiangshan's advertising work was regarded as a model work and was commented on by the audience."

"Is it?"

"Yes," Wang Shixiang continued, "Advertising companies from all over the world are keeping records in little notebooks."

"You didn't see it," Wang Fulin said. "We were so proud at the time that we all sat upright in the guild hall."

Huang Yongyu: "Don't mention how proud I am!"

"I really want to go and see it in person," Lu Xuzhang really wanted to do so.

"Also, this money..." Director Lu pressed the US dollars on the table: "Xiao Jiang really said that all of it should be handed over, not all of it should be exchanged?"

"I have a letter from him here," Huang Yongyu said as he worked on it, "you will understand after you read it."

Lu Xuzhang nodded repeatedly after reading the beautiful and eloquent letter.

"Speaking of which, I wonder how the preparations for the gift our bureau is preparing for Jiangshan are going?"

"You also prepared a gift for him?" Huang Yongyu asked curiously, "What gift?"

Lu Xuzhang smiled slightly.

If even Huang Yongyu didn't know, it seemed that the things he had instructed were really carried out very well.

"You are not outsiders, after all." Lu Xuzhang stood up and waved his hand, "Why don't we go over and see how far the preparations have progressed?"

After hearing what Director Lu said, Huang Yongyu, Wang Shixiang and Wang Fulin became even more curious.

What kind of gift did Director Lu prepare for Jiangshan, and why is he doing it so step by step?

……

After a short while of curiosity, when they found the car carrying them driving into the Forbidden City, the three people's curiosity became unbridled.

"Could it be that the organization has prepared an antique for Xiao Jiang?" Huang Yongyu leaned close to Wang Shixiang's ear.

"Who knows," Wang Shixiang said, "That's fifty thousand dollars. You have to subsidize it with some hard goods."

"That shouldn't happen," Wang Fulin, who was sitting on the other side of Wang Shixiang, said, "From what Director Lu said just now, he had already started preparing before we paid."

"Yes," Huang Yongyu also remembered, "What are you talking about one step or two steps?"

The three people walked into the National Museum of China Cultural Relics Research Institute with the same curiosity.

It was not until then that the three saw the gift that Director Lu mentioned.

The long table that originally held the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" has been replaced with a half-unfolded "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll".

Teacher Feng Zhonglian, who had originally copied "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" for the National Museum, was sitting at the table meticulously practicing copying "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll".

"How is it?" Lu Xuzhang, with his hands behind his back, looked at the progress in front of him and frowned: "How long will it take to complete?"

"It's hard to say,"

Under the gazes of his two old friends, Zhu Jiahui introduced himself fearlessly:
"Compared with the 5-meter-long Along the River During the Qingming Festival, the less than 3-meter-long Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll is much easier to copy.

The difficulty is not only related to the length, but also the composition of the entire picture. "

"How long do you estimate it will take?"

"This long silk scroll with pure line drawing can be completed in about a year if everything goes well,"

The person who spoke was the copying master Feng Zhonglian: "If you want to be absolutely accurate, this is the most basic time spent."

"How long did it take you to copy Along the River During the Qingming Festival?"

“It took 20 years in total.”

"how long?"

“The painting time of the painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival is not continuous,” Zhu Jiahui explained:
"Due to special circumstances, the institute was closed for 10 years and did not resume work until 76."

"It's not easy, comrades, thank you for your hard work,"

Everyone's timeline was surprisingly consistent, so of course Lu Xuzhang understood it immediately.

Walking slowly among the comrades who were copying paintings and seals, Lu Xuzhang was obviously moved by these masters who were extraordinary but willing to work behind the scenes:

“It is your silent persistence that ensures the preservation of ancient Chinese culture.

If you need anything in the future, you can ask your leader to apply to me directly.

One year later, the bureau will also organize a travel opportunity specifically for you."

In the early 80s, the National Museum was also under the jurisdiction of the Tourism Bureau.

Even in the future, the National Museum will be a public welfare institution directly under the Ministry of Tourism.

After hearing the precise location of "ancient scroll and green lamp", several teachers who participated in the copying looked at the leader in front of them with touched eyes.

After hearing about the company benefits that had never been mentioned before, the two teachers immediately expressed to their superiors:
"Don't worry, Director. This is the job we are supposed to do. We promise you that we will complete the task of copying the Eighty-Seven Immortal Scrolls without any error."

Even after watching Director Lu leave in a car, Wang Shixiang still couldn't believe it: "Is this painting really copied specifically for Jiangshan?"

"Keep your voice down,"

Zhu Jiahui looked around and said, "Don't let anyone else hear this."

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have remembered it."

Wang Shixiang and Huang Yongyu, one on each side, cornered Zhu Jiahui.

"Don't let outsiders hear it? Then what are Yongyu and I, outsiders?"

"It's not my fault," Zhu Jiahui said, "Lu Xuzhang specifically told us not to tell anyone except the three of us."

"You three?" Huang Yongyu was anxious: "Who are you three?"

"Who else could it be? Me, Qi Gong, and Ban Chi."

"So you all knew about it," Wang Shixiang said, "So it's just me and Yongyu who were kept in the dark. It's a pity that we came all the way to bring you gifts." "We'll divide the luggage later," Huang Yongyu said, "Don't leave them even a rag."

After the two old men finished speaking, they turned around and left.

"Why are you two coming towards me?"

Zhu Jiahui chased after him with a smile: "I wanted to tell you that it was Banchi who was holding back and not letting us mention it. Why don't we just divide Banchi's share?"

"Commissioner Zhu, why are you gossiping about me?"

The three men passed through Xu Bangda's window without him noticing, and Xu Banchi immediately stepped out the door:

"Why are you running so fast? Give me back my things..."

……

Pujiang City, No. 51, Anhe Street.

Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai, with their cheeks painted red, are performing the Children's Day program they were rehearsing at school.

Let’s not talk about Jiang Xiaobai’s performance for now, it’s just a bonus anyway.

But now, looking at Jiang Xiaoyu babbling, singing and dancing in the yard, the whole family seemed to see the appearance of her younger aunt Jiang Chuan when she was a child.

The five senses are bright and the five tones are played...it all depends on luck.

"Bro,"

Jiang Chuan, who was staying in the house, and Ruhua lay down in front of the Barbie house together: "It's not even Children's Day yet, and you're celebrating Children's Day for Xiaoyu?"

"It doesn't matter if I have a few days." Jiang Shan lay on the sofa with his arm as his head resting on it. "While I have time today, I might as well make the child happy in advance."

When the song ended, Jiang Xiaoyu quickly ran back to the house and threw himself next to the Barbie house.

Outside the house, the sound of children's machine guns was heard again. Jiangshan brought back five guns of different lengths for Xiaobai.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai, under the leadership of Jiang Hai, was fighting tenaciously against his second uncle.

At this moment, Jiang He is looking forward to his child growing up as soon as possible.

"Ogawa,"

Thinking back to his niece's singing, Jiang Shan looked at his little sister worriedly: "You're going to have an audition tomorrow, are you confident?"

"have,"

Jiang Chuan has always been brave and courageous. Seeing the young man asking questions, he simply swept the stool over:
"I'm telling you, little brother. Uncle Director specially hired someone to teach me a piece of opera."

Jiang Shan was surprised: "You still want to sing?"

"You don't have to move your mouth, just move your body to the accompaniment."

"oh,"

Jiang Shan nodded. It seemed that the professionals had already conducted a professional analysis. "It's really difficult for them."

"More than that, little brother"

Jiang Chuan looked at his brother happily, wishing he could tell him everything:

"Uncle Hu Xiao took me on a tour of the Shanghai Theatre Academy and let me experience the interview room in advance.

Sister Pan Hong has taught me a lot of experience in performing skits, and my second sister-in-law has also been teaching me to practice my lines these days..."

The more Jiangshan listened, the more he felt that his questions were unnecessary.

"good very good,"

If you still can't pass this test, you don't need this little sister's help anymore.

Jiang Shan said: "I think you have prepared very thoroughly. Don't be nervous when you enter the examination room tomorrow. Just perform normally."

"I'm not nervous," Jiang Chuan said expectantly, "I'm not nervous at all."

……

Extra, Extra...

On May 1980, 5, people could be seen passing newspapers around to each other in the streets and alleys across the country.

This is a special extra edition news published by Renmin Daily, and it is also the last extra edition published by Renmin Daily so far.

The content of this special edition is very simple. The 26 eye-catching red characters of the title have accurately expressed the entire content:

"my country's first carrier rocket launched into the Pacific Ocean was a complete success"

In addition to the text, a schematic diagram of the relevant sea area is also attached.

At this moment, yesterday's special edition is placed in the editor-in-chief's office of Comrade Jiang Hai.

Placed side by side with it was also a copy of the day's "Renmin Daily".

"Third brother, you have made great progress,"

Before the others arrived, Jiang Hai looked at his younger brother with a smile:
"Now that it's even on the Renmin Daily, the next step won't be the news broadcast, right?"

"That's impossible," Jiang Shan grabbed the newspaper and laughed: "Brother, did you see that? The comrades from the People's Daily have good taste. Look at the photo they chose. How handsome!"

"Excellent Wisdom, Conquering Overseas"
——Warmly congratulate the Chinese advertising team for winning the first gold medal at the New York International Advertising Festival.

Looking at the news report on the second page, Jiangshan's heart was blossoming.

A few minutes later, colleagues who had not been seen for a long time walked into the editor-in-chief's office one after another.

Afterwards, everyone applauded Jiangshan.

"Editor Jiang," Rong Bin from the News Department said, "As expected of our Editor Jiang, he must bring something back after making a move."

"This time, we've made a lot of noise," said Cai Wensheng from the supplement department. "Even the Renmin Daily has published it."

Layout Editor Ning Hua: "Editor Jiang, did you bring gifts for everyone?"

"you still need to ask?"

"Editor Jiang has never treated us unfairly."

"We are all family members," Jiang Shan said, "Let's stop doing these empty things and get down to business."

Only after all the Oreo cookies were scraped away did the office finally get down to business.

"As early as March this year, the newly resumed "Popular Movies" magazine distributed 140 million ballots to people across the country,"

Cai Wensheng said: "The final selection results of this batch of ballots will determine the list of winners of the third Hundred Flowers Awards. The award ceremony on May 5 is only a few days away..."

"Editor Cai, have my manuscripts been published?"

"Don't worry," Cai Wensheng looked at Jiangshan, "There are quite a few articles. I've published them all for you."

The next second, Jiangshan stopped talking.

No matter what happens to others, I still have to give it a try as promised to Pei Si.

Following the first and second "Hundred Flowers Awards" in 1962 and 1963, the third "Hundred Flowers Awards" after a 17-year hiatus is about to come.

The third "Hundred Flowers Awards" organized by the editorial department of "Popular Films" is entirely based on voting by the people.

The selection scope covers domestic films released nationwide from October 1976 to New Year's Day 10.

In Jiangshan's view, the guidance of newspapers and media is particularly important at this time.

Therefore, he wrote several articles in succession to speak well of his good friend Chen Peisi.

"In addition to the Hundred Flowers Awards," Rong Bin continued, "I also received a notice for a selection event.

The first national dance competition, jointly organized by the Ministry of Culture and the China Dance Association, will be held in Dalian in August this year..."

"By the way, Jiangshan,"

When this matter was mentioned, Jiang Hai remembered that incident: "Not long ago, comrades from the Pujiang Song and Dance Troupe came to see you.

It is said that they will participate in the national dance competition with some of the dances from "Shang Chun Shan".

Jiang Shan: “Really?”

"in addition,"

Jiang Hai continued: "Two female comrades from Pujiang Dance Theater also came to you and asked you to help them choreograph a dance."

"Boss,"

Jiang Shan stood up immediately and said, "Why didn't you tell me about this important matter earlier?"

"I told you that," Jiang Hai was surprised. "I wanted to tell you earlier, but you just came home yesterday!"

"The competition is in August, and this is already mid-May,"

Jiang Shan turned around and ran out the door: "When my comrades need me the most, I must not let them down."

The most important thing is that he still counts on them to help him take a few steps...

(End of this chapter)