Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 410 The time to test Jiang Shan has arrived!

One hundred years ago, a group of Tsarist Russian designers who had a special liking for French culture came to the southernmost part of the Liaodong Peninsula with urban construction drawings of Paris.

They wanted to recreate an Eastern Paris here and named it "Danien", which means: distant city.

Therefore, the city was transliterated as: Dalian.

In 1980, the entire cast of Pujiang Dance Theater arrived in this coastal city that has sunshine, sea and pebble beaches in any era.

At the same time, outstanding dance groups from all over the country are rushing here.

Many powerful art and cultural groups immediately contact the local Dalian Song and Dance Troupe upon arriving at the destination.

Request for space to conduct overtime training.

After all, the "National Dance Competition" which will kick off on August 8 is the largest dance competition since the founding of New China.

Anyone who knows anything about the last decade knows how much importance was attached to ballet performances in that era.

The stage curtains, lighting props, there are so many different kinds of them.

Therefore, the Dalian People's Theater, the venue for this competition, immediately became a place where many singing and dancing teams competed to contact.

The purpose is simply to hope that they will give more support and assistance to their own participating dances.

Therefore, the shameless Jiang Shan simply used the back door and connections to directly turn the "Dalian People's Theater" into the rehearsal venue of the Pujiang Dance Theater.

……

"Comrades, comrades..."

On the stage of the People's Theater, facing more than a dozen chattering and excited girls, Jiang Shan opened his voice:
"My dear aunts..."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone closed their mouths and looked at him.

"..." He was stunned:
“With only a few days left before the official competition, many participating teams are trying to find places to practice.

Therefore, our Pujiang Dance Theater cannot be left behind."

He turned to look at Deputy Captain Xia, and the other party smiled and nodded.

Jiang Shan continued: "After the lighting and props are ready, we will do the first full set of moves...

Remember, this stage is where you will be inspected and it is also your new starting point for the dance hall."

Clap, clap, clap three times.

After Jiang He and Zhang Lu nodded one by one, the countdown rehearsal of "Fisherman's Song" officially began.

……

In the 80s, there was no MOCO (motion capture camera), drone swarms, telescopic cannons, virtual photography, AR/VR... and a bunch of R technologies.

To construct any stage scene, one has to rely on hand rubbing.

So what Jiangshan can do now is to project these limited sounds, lights and electricity infinitely onto the performance team of "Fisherman's Song".

In addition, Jiangshan is a guy who likes to add drama behind the scenes.

As early as a month ago, the series of stories behind "The Eternal Wave" and the filming highlights of the related "Fisherman's Song" were released.

It was broadcast to the public through Oriental Metropolis Daily and Pujiang TV Station.

Not surprisingly, the news was quickly reprinted by major newspapers and magazines.

In the end, the newly established Pujiang Dance Theater surpassed all the old dance troupes.

It deservedly became the most watched focus of the competition.

……

On August 1980, 8, the exciting moment finally arrived.

A few days ago, after the solo dance, duet dance and trio dance competitions ended.

The most exciting group dance competition of the National Dance Competition will be held as scheduled.

At this moment, in Dalian People's Theatre, singing and dancing troupes dressed in gorgeous costumes can be seen walking back and forth everywhere.

They, dressed in carefully prepared, colorful dance costumes, are scattered backstage or in the aisles continuing their rehearsal.

Suddenly, a group of dancers wearing plain beige cheongsams and with their hair tied up appeared backstage like a beautiful landscape.

At this moment, not only the male actors, even the female dancers would stick their heads out to look for a while.

Seeing that his own troupe also had its moment of being the center of attention.

Although Deputy Captain Xia appeared calm on the outside, he was already beating drums and gongs in his heart.

……

As one dance group after another took the stage, the drum in Deputy Captain Xia's heart beat faster and faster.

It was the first time for her to lead a team to participate in such an important competition, and she was no calmer than the other members of the team.

At this moment, the roar in Deputy Captain Xia's ears made her unable to hear clearly what Jiang Shan said to the girls.

All I saw was that the dance team of his own troupe walked towards the waiting area with elegant eyes and calm posture after Jiangshan gave the order.

"The next program to be performed is the dance "Fisherman's Song" selected by Pujiang Dance Theater."

Following the announcer's announcement, the heavy dark green curtain slowly moved upwards.

……

Brush, brush, brush——

On the dark stage, several beams of light were cast one after another.

It is graceful and elegant, just like a ray of rising warm sunshine.

In an instant, dancers of various shapes and shapes, waiting for the morning light, appeared in the judges' sight.

At this moment, they seemed to see a peaceful and peaceful time.

Gradually, this beautiful scene rose up like fireworks on earth.

On the stage, the moment the first spotlight fell.

After Dong Zhizhi made a conditioned reflex, a scene from two months ago appeared in his sight.

【Xiao Dong, try to imagine this.】

Director Jiang's familiar voice kept lingering in her ears:

[As the sun sets, although you sit quietly at the alley entrance embroidering, you know very well that the alley in front of you is actually a battlefield without the smoke of gunpowder.

At this time, what kind of expression should you put on? 】

On the other side, Zhou Jie was dancing gracefully under a white spotlight.

[Xiao Zhou, your eyes are naturally filled with a hint of restrained tenacity,]

Two months ago in the dance studio, Jiang Shan sent her to the principal position:

[If this happened during the Anti-Japanese War, I would feel sorry for the organization if I didn't recruit you into it.]

The next second, Zhou Jie naturally entered the role.

[Whether in the past or in the future, the martyrs who sacrificed their lives should never be forgotten. ]

[It is you who awakened the people's memory with the most beautiful dance. ]

[Don’t think that reading aloud is a form of remembrance, beautiful visual art is also a form of tribute. ]

【Pay attention to the expression, stand still. 】

【This paragraph is a little more cool. 】

[I need you to be more beautiful. ]

[That's it. You are absolutely gorgeous.]

[Do you think our "Fisherman's Song" is just a dance? No, it is a string of radio waves that never fade away! ]

At this moment, every little detail of their time with Director Jiang kept appearing before the girls' eyes.

Gradually, with the continuous coordination of lights and music.

The 15 dancers of Pujiang Dance Theater seemed to have really walked into that era and integrated into that desirable collective...

They either open and close their arms, or fly swiftly...

None of the judges and some of the audience in the industry drank water or talked to each other...

My eyes were fixed on the stage, afraid of missing even a single detail on the stage.

Despite this, everyone's eyes are still too busy.

The 15 dancers in "Fisherman's Song" are either scattered or gathered.

The ever-changing dance moves, as the sun rises in the east and the west, dazzled the professional audience in the audience and gave them a new experience every time.

I just felt like I was watching an unprecedented visual feast.

Even though I have seen countless dances, I still feel like I am feasting my eyes at this moment.

On the stage, four "Shikumen Alley" banners on rollers slowly moved to both sides under the lights.

As the violin music rises and falls, 15 actors stand on one foot on square stools, their figures as graceful as shadows and their movements as fluttering as butterflies.

Slowly, as the music gradually faded, the lights on the stage fell into darkness again.

Two seconds later, just as the audience was about to applaud.

A solitary spotlight suddenly lit up the right rear area of ​​the stage.

Under the snow-white spotlight, Chen Peisi, wearing a gray cloth gown and black-rimmed glasses, was risking her life to send a telegram to Yan'an, the rear base.

Beep, beep, beep—

After a series of telegrams sounded, gunshots were heard from far away in the background music. [Comrades, farewell! ]

The familiar voice of teacher Sun Daolin shocked the judges in the audience, who either looked at the stage with their mouths half open or stared at the stage to observe the next move.

Most of the audience seemed to be getting more excited the more they watched, and the more excited they were, the more they looked forward to it.

After Sun Daolin finished speaking a classic line, the stage, which was left with only a beam of light in the darkness, suddenly cast another beam of light.

Compared to the previous rear right, the direction where the lights are turned on this time is the front left of the entire stage.

Under the cover of lights, Gong Xue, wearing a white police uniform, was typing a telegram with headphones on, under a five-star red flag falling above the stage.

Beep, beep, beep—

[Senior Li Bai, today is August 1980, 8.
Under the bright red five-star flag, I send you this belated reply: the dawn you longed for has come true. 】

Suddenly, the background music that had been turned down before sounded again.

No matter how the music changes, the "beep, beep, beep" sound of the telegraph always blends in with the music and is melodious and far-reaching...

The curtain falls
Wow—wow—wow—

The whole audience burst into applause, and everyone, including the judges in the front row, stood up and applauded the wonderful performance on stage.

When the curtain rose again, the 15 girls who returned to the stage, as well as Chen Peisi and Gong Xue, applauded and looked in the same direction.

Under their smiling gaze, Jiang Shan stepped onto the stage as a dance choreographer for the first time.

The next moment, Jiang Shan stood in the center of the stage, holding Zhou Jie with his left hand and Dong Zhizhi with his right hand.

Raise your arms high, face all the judges and audience, and bow to thank them.

Then there was even more enthusiastic applause from the whole audience.

Several comrades in the audience couldn't help but wipe away the tears from their eyes while applauding.

……

With excited smiling faces and waving hands, the entire cast of "Fisherman's Song" looked ecstatic.

After walking to the backstage one by one, the girls immediately hugged each other happily.

From beginning to end, the camera of Pujiang TV never left the scene for even a second.

"Comrades, your performance just now couldn't be better,"

Jiang Shan was also very excited at this moment, thinking that his mission had finally been successfully completed:
“Here, on behalf of a leader of the hidden front, I want to say thank you.

Thank you for celebrating the heroic deeds of those who died before dawn."

After saying that, Jiangshan bowed deeply to everyone.

This bow immediately brought down the girls' tear glands.

"What are you doing, Director Jiang?"

"We are the ones who should say thank you."

"Director Jiang..."

"Director Jiang~~"

As he was speaking, a group of girls in cheongsams all rushed towards Jiangshan.

A group of people clung to Jiangshan, crying so excitedly...

Jiangshan was so scared that he quickly raised his hands high. No matter how the organization tested him, he didn't move.

Suddenly, the lens of Comrade Zhang Lu's camera was covered by the big hands of Jiang He and Chen Peisi at the same time.

Jiang He: “Stop!”

Chen Peisi imitated Lao Er's cold expression and said, "Don't shoot this part."

Zhang Lu understood what the other party meant in a second: "Don't worry, Jiangshan is also my buddy."

……

"After unanimous decision by the judges, the winner of the first prize for group dance in this National Dance Competition is: The work "Fisherman's Song" submitted by Pujiang Dance Theater."

There was thunderous applause and cheers everywhere.

After two months of hard rehearsals, Pujiang Dance Theater finally won a golden first-prize trophy beyond expectations with the help of Comrade Jiang Shan.

At the same time, Jiang Shan also received the honorary certificate for Best Director for choreographing both the second-prize winner "Shang Chunshan" and the first-prize winner "Fisherman's Song".

According to the conference process, all directors who win this award must go to Yenching to attend a 40-day exchange and training course.

Although Jiangshan was quite surprised by the organizer's procedure, he still obeyed the order and boarded a train to Yanjing.

Then, a classic scene took place where more than a dozen beautiful dancers gathered on the platform and waved goodbye to director Jiang.

"Go back, everyone go back,"

Jiang Shan and Chen Peisi waved their hands together: "I can't bear to leave you either. Don't worry, we will meet again soon."

woo-

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Yanjing, Zhongnanhai.

Li Qiang, who was sitting in the office, flicked the ash from his cigarette and continued watching TV.

On a stage on TV, Sun Daolin, dressed in a light grey gown, was dancing skillfully to the "Fisherman's Song".

A few minutes later, as the film faded from color, Sun Daolin also walked from the stage into reality.

The grainy black and white film adds a layer of historical filter to the TV picture at this moment.

[Under the cover of night, Li Bai strolled along the streets of old Shanghai. When he passed through a Shikumen house, he looked up and gazed at the figure of his lover by the window.

Inside the window, a figure in a plain cheongsam is also staring at a group photo on the table...】

Seeing this, Li Qiang's eyes trembled slightly. The photo on the table was exactly the posthumous photo of Comrade Li Bai that he had given to Jiangshan.

After a sigh, the background music on TV continued.

[At this moment, Li Bai slowly passed by a newspaper office.

A group of underground workers who were also fighting on the hidden front were secretly printing a batch of leaflets...

Then, when passing by a cheongsam shop, Li Bai saw his comrade Pan Hong, and while trying on the cheongsam, he quietly passed the information to her.

Keep moving forward and keep looking back.

The seemingly aimless routes were actually several secret fronts during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression.

In front of a small building with a signboard of "Fusheng Radio", Li Bai recalled his teacher: Li Qiang...

Gradually, dawn arrived.

As the sun slowly rises, the surrounding scenery is transformed into a new look of the 80s under the sunlight.

At this moment, a Xinhua Bookstore in front caught Li Bai's attention...】

Afterwards, the familiar scene of Chen Qiang and Liu Xiaoqing on TV made the leader of the Foreign Trade Department in the office couldn't help laughing.

[“Not bad, really good!”

After walking out of the bookstore, Sun Daolin, muttering to himself, continued walking forward.

This time, Li Bai, smiling, kept moving forward and never stopped. 】

Faintly, a warm glow appeared in front of Comrade Li Bai.

In the rosy glow, a large group of revolutionary comrades with smiles on their faces were waving to him.

This time, Comrade Li Bai did not say the classic phrase "Farewell, comrades."

Instead, he walked towards his comrades with a frank smile: [Comrades, so you are all here! ]

【We have always been here...】

The glow in the sky grew brighter and brighter, and a group of underground workers who once fought in the heart of the enemy walked shoulder to shoulder into the light.

As their figures disappeared, a long string of subtitles appeared on the TV.

In this subtitle, Li Qiang saw several familiar names.

At the end of the film, when the scrolling subtitles ended, a line of eye-catching words jumped out:

[To the heroes who once fought on the hidden front, you have never been forgotten, and you will always live in the hearts of the people! ]

With the appearance of "Fisherman's Song" at the competition site.

Pujiang TV's documentary "Tribute: The Eternal Waves" was also subsequently broadcast online.

At this moment, Li Qiang, who had watched the entire short film, leaned on the sofa for a long time and couldn't calm down.

I don’t know how, but I just watched my comrades on TV walking towards a bright future.

A pain that had been suppressed deep in my heart for a long time seemed to be released a little.

Perhaps others do not know yet that this hexagonal leader has been using his own salary of several hundred yuan to support the descendants of martyrs such as Qian Zhuangfei.

In his heart, he could never let go of that friendship of life and death.

A few minutes later, Li, who had closed his eyes and was lost in thought, slowly smiled and said, "Comrade Xiao Jiang, you did a good job."

After muttering to himself, Li Qiang, feeling relieved, opened his eyes and walked towards the window.

Suddenly, his steps stopped.

Outside the window and in the garden, Comrade Jiangshan was smiling in the scorching sun, making the sky clear and cloudless.

"Commander, I am here to report to you, Pujiang!"

(End of this chapter)