Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 401: Red Love Letter

As the saying goes, the bigger the forest, the bigger the birds.

On the century-old Huashan Road, the longer the road is, the more beautiful the scenery is.

Huashan Road, with a total length of more than 4000 meters, spans the three districts of Jing'an, Changning and Xuhui.

Huashan Road, which was once a place where celebrities and foreigners lived in old Shanghai, is now connected with countless garden houses, famous universities, and new lanes...

No matter spring comes or autumn goes, Huashan Road, covered with sycamore trees, has always been the place where historical charm and modern trends blend best.

In May 1980, Shanghai Theatre Academy began recruiting students simultaneously in six locations: Shanghai, Changchun, Lanzhou, Xi'an, Qingdao and Changsha.

There are three undergraduate majors: performance, stage design, and stage makeup.

At this moment, the Shanghai Theatre Academy, located at No. 630 Huashan Road, ushered in the busiest day of the year.

Compared with the previous two years, there are obviously more students applying for the exam this year.

Like the Western-style buildings along Huashan Road, the Shanghai Theatre Academy also has German, French, and Russian-style buildings everywhere.

Meanwhile, in front of a three-story teaching building made mainly of blue bricks with red brick edging, candidates from surrounding cities were queuing up, waiting for review.

Compared with the beautiful scenery of art candidates in later generations, the appearance of candidates in this era is still rich in variety.

However, there are some particularly eye-catching representatives.

For example, Jiangchuan, who is wearing a white shirt and light blue jeans.

Although, I had already visited this campus full of historical heritage a few days ago.

But at this moment, she couldn't help but look around.

In the eyes of veteran comrade Hu Xiao, this girl, who had not yet answered a single question, had already been fascinated by this campus.

"How is it? My alma mater is pretty good, right?"

Looking at Jiang Chuan's eyebrows, Pan Hong, the senior sister from the 73 class, read some of Jiang Shan's shadow.

"It's so beautiful," Jiang Chuan did not hide his admiration, "Even if it's for this school, I must try my best to show it."

"Don't try too hard,"

Gu Zhengzheng is now standing with Hu Xiao: "Only by acting naturally can we achieve the best results."

"Hey, I remember Uncle Gu."

not far away,
Dean Su Kun and Chen Shaozhou from the Stage Design Department were discussing the faculty configuration for the director training class.

When passing by the preliminary examination room, the two of them stopped at the same time.

"Old Chen, look over there,"

Dean Su pointed in a direction and asked, "Is that female comrade Pan Hong?"

"Dean Su," Chen Shaozhou was watching, "Don't rush to look at the female comrade. Take a look at the two male comrades next to her first."

"Ok?"

Su Yuan saw it and asked: "Why are they here?"

The next second, he quickly waved to the distance.

This move attracted two old acquaintances.

"Hey, Old Hu, do you two also want to apply to our school this year?" Su Yuan and Hu Xiao are too familiar with each other.

"Is this your school?" Hu Xiao: "Is there anything else I don't know that I still need to attend?"

"That's right," Gu Zhengzheng said, "We are both well-off to be teachers here."

Come to think of it, they actually came here as visiting teachers.

"Actually," Hu Xiao softened for the sake of the next generation, "We are here to provide talents for Suyuan."

"What talent? Which one was sent by you two?"

While they were talking, Dean Su and Teacher Chen were already standing on tiptoe.

They had to see what kind of student he was, and what he could make the director of the dubbing factory and the TV station join forces to send him to the exam!
"Did you see it?" Hu Xiao said, "That's the girl Pan Hong was talking to."

"How is it?" Gu Zhengzheng said, "The appearance is not bad, right?"

The four old comrades looked on eagerly together.

"oh,"

The first time they met, the impression was quite good. Su Yuan remembered this girl: "She looks pretty with bright eyes and white teeth."

Teacher Chen: "She's not bad in height, and she doesn't seem to be outshined when standing next to Pan Hong."

"By the way," Su Yuan asked curiously, "Who is this girl? Why did she alarm all of you?"

"What's the big deal?" Hu Xiao said nonchalantly, "Her brother is an employee of our company. He is usually too busy to leave, so I came here for him."

"That's right," Gu Zhengzheng said, "Our company has been very busy recently. As a leader, I should take some time to take care of the families of my employees."

"Nong Gangsa?" Su Yuan was confused: "When did you two become a unit?"

Just when we were chatting enthusiastically here.

Not far away, after a string of names were announced, Jiang Chuan, a student with a ponytail, followed several other candidates into the examination room...

……

Under the same sky, Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi are looking for the same thing as me.

Jiangshan also came up empty-handed at the Pujiang Dance Theater.

After walking out of the dance theater, Jiang Shan lit a cigarette and looked back inside.

Suddenly I felt that not seeing anyone might not be a bad thing.

Otherwise, if the two girls asked, I really wouldn’t know what pose to strike.

After all, this is different from the previous "Rising Star Concerts" where just having fun is enough.

This time, people went there for the national dance competition.

The reason why "Going Up Spring Mountain" became such a big hit is because the music is so appealing.

In addition, the overall medley-style song and dance performance also gave the people of this era a refreshing feeling.

During the rehearsal of "Going Up Spring Mountain", Jiang Shan was a stage planner and action choreographer.

But in fact, it was just a design drawing of what I saw and heard in my previous life, and then I twisted it a few times according to my memory.

The key details still need to be filled in by the Pujiang Song and Dance Troupe...

I never thought that in the end, I would actually get "Shang Chunshan".

What he didn't expect was that his heroic act of forcing himself to do something he was not prepared for would attract the attention of the Pujiang Dance Theater.

Speaking of which, when filming "Wonderful Night in the Forbidden City" before, the Dance Theater was very kind to Jiangshan.

Without saying a word, he assigned his two generals to Jiangshan.

During the filming in Yanjing, Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi were ready to take off at any time and were very clear about Director Jiang's orders.

Thinking of this, Jiangshan looked down at his...waist.

I tried my best to recall the dance I danced at the annual meeting in my previous life.

"Which one should I dance to?"

Jiangshan was walking and doing things at the same time, and didn't pay any attention to the citizens who were taking a detour.

"How about a "Grain in Ear"?"

"Speaking of which, I also danced well in "The Beauty Walk", and I was chosen as the lead dancer at that time..."

Jiangshan muttered as he walked.

In a moment of carelessness, the bed sheet hanging in the air covered his face.

"Hello, young man." The old lady holding a clothesline in one hand quickly greeted her.

It was not until this moment that Jiangshan realized that he had unknowingly walked into an alley.

Looking up, the clotheslines across the alley, hung with clothes of all colors, fluttering in the wind like flags of all nations.

"Bolan flower, Zizi flower..."

After passing by the old lady selling white jasmine and gardenia, Jiangshan continued walking in the alley. It was almost evening now, and women sitting on small stools could be seen everywhere in the alley.

They bent their legs and their waists.

They were either picking vegetables or washing rice, or standing by the coal stove and fanning the flames...

Accompanied by the clanging sound of bicycles passing through the alleys and children returning home from school.

The fireworks of the whole city are rising at this moment.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiangshan couldn't help but think of that scene.

There, there is also the same human life.

Shikumen, alleys, old roads, rickshaws, cheongsam shops, newspaper offices...

The women of old Shanghai, dressed in simple cheongsams, sat on a small wooden stool, gently fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans, swatting away mosquitoes and flies... and enjoying the wind.

Thinking of this, Jiangshan's leisurely pace gradually quickened.

Rushed straight home.

In order to prevent the sudden inspiration from fading, Jiangshan, who had just entered the house, spread out the sketchbook without saying a word.

The sun sets in the west and night rises.

Jiangshan, who was concentrating on painting, had no idea that his two brothers were holding his drawings on his left and right.

Although there are many drawings, they look simple and easy to understand.

There are various dance poses, which are difficult to dance but very easy to draw.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Jiang Hai remembered the pile of choreography designs for "Going Up Spring Mountain".

"Are you going to rehearse the dance again?"

Jiang Hai held the sketch and lit a cigarette for Lao San: "Did you meet those two female comrades?"

"No one was seen,"

Jiang Shan, who had been holding the pen, did not even bother to raise his head: "They are not in the troupe."

"So what are you drawing?"

"I'll draw it first," Jiang Shan said, "and then show it to them when I see them.

If the other party is not satisfied, you can quickly find another buyer to avoid wasting their time."

"Why does this sound so awkward to me?"

Jiang Hai frowned and looked at the painting: "But what on earth is this painting of? Why can't I tell what kind of dance it is?"

"How many kinds of dances have you seen?"

At this moment, Jiang He spoke up: "It's not surprising that you didn't notice it."

"I haven't seen many dances," Jiang Hai stressed, "but I have seen them for many years. But I have never seen a dance like this performed in cheongsam."

Jiang He recalled carefully: "I haven't seen it either."

"I designed this dance,"

Jiang Shan decided to take a break: "It is actually a true portrayal of women in old Shanghai."

"Tell me more details."

"When talking about old Shanghai women wearing cheongsam, the first thing that comes to mind is the foreign concessions and the Paramount dancers."

"Me too."

"In fact, if we observe carefully in the alleys of old Shanghai," Jiang Shan did not discover another kind of beauty at first: "we will see a kind of elegant, simple and durable beauty."

"You mean," Jiang He thought for a moment, "the working people are the most beautiful people?"

"Yes," Jiang Shan nodded heavily, not daring to say no: "In my eyes, this kind of beauty that is just like fireworks in the world is the most graceful and beautiful beauty."

"Art comes from life," Jiang Hai looked at the graceful dancing figure swaying with a palm-leaf fan in the drawing, "I think I understand a little bit."

The most important thing is that among the streets and alleys of old Shanghai, there are still many "cheongsams" hidden, ready to sacrifice themselves at any time.

"Brother," Jiang Shan suddenly wanted to write a report: "I remember Sun Daolin once starred in a movie, the one that described a spy war plot..."

"The Eternal Wave?"

"Yes, that's right, it's the Eternal Wave," Jiang Shan: "Do you know who the prototype of the character in this movie is?"

"Let me think about it carefully," Jiang Hai actually did some research, "I think it was... oh, it was a comrade named Li Bai."

"Yes, it's him," Jiang Shan said.

"In order to protect Li Bai who was sending telegrams at home, Li Bai's lover sat in the alley every day, lighting the stove and picking vegetables..."

After that, Jiang Shan posed a few more times, and the next second, Jiang Hai also posed one: "You have to put your legs together when wearing a cheongsam, hey... that's it."

……

2024年5月27日当晚，黄浦江畔的东方明珠塔，于19:49与20:24两个时段。

The flashing red lights sent two sets of Morse code: "I love you" and "Forever".

This unique and creative "confession" is not only a "red love letter" to the 75th anniversary of the liberation of Shanghai, but also a linkage with a movie.

In 1958, a movie adapted from real events, "The Eternal Wave", was born.

At the suggestion of Comrade Kenong, the August 1st Film Studio used the martyr Li Bai, who died on the eve of the liberation of Shanghai, as the prototype.

A spy film was shot about comrades on the secret front in Shanghai who risked their lives to send telegrams even though they knew they had been exposed.

Like countless revolutionary couples, Li Bai and his wife lay low in old Shanghai for 12 years.

His real experience is exactly the same as the TV series "Lost".

When Li Bai met his "wife" for the first time arranged by the organization, he said the same thing: You think I am a useless scholar, and I think you are simple and rude.

But not only can they not turn off the lights, they also have to hold hands successfully.

Later, when they lived together in the same room, they not only slept in one bed and under the other, but also quarreled in the same voice.

Over time, this pair of partners who cooperated more and more tacitly, like Zecheng and Cuiping, fell in love with each other and submitted a marriage application to the organization.

With the successive victories of the three major battles, Li Bai and his wife, who had gone through 12 years of hardships, knew that victory was not far away.

At this moment, Li Bai suddenly obtained an extremely important piece of military intelligence: the Kuomintang army's defense map along the Yangtze River.

Long before, the Military Control Commission had introduced a set of the latest American interrogation system, which had already locked down the approximate range of Li Bai's mysterious radio station.

As long as Li Bai sends another telegram, the Military Control Commission stationed in the surrounding area can immediately close in and arrest people.

Although his own people had informed him of the critical situation, Li Bai, who had always followed the principle of "Radio is more important than life, and reports must be sent!", chose to send the information without hesitation.

Early morning of December 1948, 12.

After quickly arranging for the evacuation of his wife and children, Li Bai sent the last telegram of his life while surrounded by the enemy.

That night, Su Caiqing, a 16-year-old radio operator who was receiving telegrams far away in Xibaipo, clearly felt that Li Bai's sending speed was different from the past.

When the symbolic code "END" was transmitted, Su Caiqing, who thought she had finished receiving the message, continued to hear a string of codes that she would never forget:

Farewell, comrades!
Four months later, the People's Liberation Army won a great victory in the Battle of Crossing the Yangtze River.

……

In 2019, a dance drama of the same name that paid tribute to the movie "The Eternal Wave" became a hit as soon as it was released.

In 2020, a dance excerpt "Fisherman's Song" from the dance drama "The Eternal Waves" was performed on the Spring Festival Gala.

Now, this dance, which lasts more than 5 minutes, has been locked on by Jiangshan.

Not only that, Jiangshan also came up with a two-way plan that would bring back the heroes and give the dancers a great victory.

……

After working hard all night, Comrade Jiangshan skipped work again.

At nine o'clock in the morning, when I rushed to the public toilet with a stack of Baiyulan Jiangshan.

Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi from Pujiang Dance Theater walked into the gate of No. 51 courtyard with the address.

"Excuse me, does Comrade Jiangshan live here?"

(End of this chapter)