Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 439 There is something even more powerful than this
Seeing Tao Huimin singing more and more smoothly on the stage, Li Guyi and Zhu Fengbo who were sitting beside her couldn't help but hum along.

"A frame of morning and evening, a frame of love and pain, those green years, those delicate years of youth,"

After humming a few lines quietly, Li Guyi moved closer to Zhu Fengbo and said, "This song is really nice, and the lyrics are also quite good."

"It sounds nice, doesn't it?" Zhu Fengbo whispered, "I didn't understand the meaning of the lyrics at first.
Later, Xiao Jiang told me that this was a song he wrote specifically for the Pujiang Animation Film Studio, and it immediately reminded me of many cartoons I had watched before.”

"I really need to have a good talk with Xiao Jiang."

Li Guyi pursed her lips and hummed: "Such a beautiful song, but you didn't even bother to sing it to me."

"Just be content," Zhu Fengbo said with a smile:

"I heard that Jiangshan put a lot of effort into getting your song "Homesickness" on the Spring Festival Gala!"

"He doesn't know how to be afraid,"

When Li Guyi mentioned this, she felt as happy as if it was Chinese New Year:
"I guess it's only the leaders of Pujiang TV who spoil him. If it was CCTV, there would be no hope."

"You said he didn't know fear,"

Zhu Fengbo almost covered his mouth and laughed: "The one who is really going to go on stage is you?"

"I'm not afraid," Li Guyi really was not afraid:
"As long as Xiao Jiang is willing to give me this stage, I can't thank him enough!"

"So, you came all the way here to help him this time?"

"What a coincidence," Li Guyi said:

"Recently, Pujiang Records was looking for me to record a song, so I just did both things at the same time."

"Hey, do they pay you to record songs?"

"Of course you have to pay. Did you work for nothing last time when you recorded the tape at Pacific Company?"

"I charged 10 yuan for a song, how about you?"

"Same as before," Li Guyi said, "I guess they have discussed it privately a long time ago..."

Three or four chairs away, the 16-year-old He Qing was sitting like a pot of fresh flowers.

At this moment, she was looking at Tao Huimin sitting beside the piano, while listening to the conversation not far away.

I really feel that this trip to Pujiang really allowed me to see the world.

The environment and comrades I met here are simply incomparable to those in the theater troupe.

I sit on the chair with my legs together and carefully. I can't figure out what's going on.
Normally, the theater troupe has to judge by seniority before performing on stage, so why did they agree to send her here?
Just when I was thinking hard, suddenly,
"Xiao He,"

Gu Jianfen waved at her: "It's your turn now."

"Hey, here I come!"

When Miss He opens her mouth, she speaks with a hint of operatic accent, just like Tao Huimin.

"Who invited these two girls?" Li Guyi raised his eyes and looked carefully.

"Who knows?" Zhu Fengbo was also looking at him.

"It's really an extraordinary beauty!"

……

The song that Jiangshan chose for the Shanghai Animation Film Studio this time was "Mei Mei", a song commemorating the centenary of Chinese animation.

The cartoon excerpt that appeared on the screen at the same time as this song also reminded the audience in front of the TV of the long-lost Pujiang Animation Film Studio.

In Jiangshan’s opinion, instead of living in the memory of the masses, it is better to do what should be done as soon as possible.

At this time, Comrade Xiao Jiang, who was still in the editing room of the Shanghai Animation Film Studio, was busy working with several key members of the studio.

"It needs to be cut shorter." Jiang Shan said, looking at the screen.

"Shorter?"

Director Wang Yang pushed up his glasses and said, "If it's any shorter, it won't even be enough for half a song."

"The excerpt I planned," Jiang Shan pointed at the monitor and said:

"It's the climax of every cartoon, and the music is the same, just keep the most classic lines."

Duan Xiaoxuan, who was in charge of editing, hesitated and said, "Wouldn't it be over quickly this way?"

"Will it leave a fleeting impression on the audience?" Deputy Director Yan Dingxian said, "Before they even sang a few lines, the scene was gone."

"But the next second the classic comes back, and adding all these together makes it not short,"

Jiang Shan explained: "This form of singing is called a medley."

"Skewer?"

"It's just stringing all the good stuff together and playing them together.
This will allow the audience in front of the TV to quickly remember all the excellent animation works of our Shanghai Animation Film Studio."

"Oh, I understand," Wang Yang said, "It's just a series of songs."

"Is this okay? Won't it feel panicky?" Duan Xiaoxuan still couldn't make up her mind.

"Try cutting it according to Xiao Jiang's suggestion first." Yan Dingxian decided to give it a try first.

after an hour,

Thanks to the efforts of Jiang Shan and Duan Xiaoxuan, the edited version of "Cartoon Medley" was finally completed.

"It's done, right?"

Yan Dingxian, who came in from outside, just caught up with something new: "Hurry up and play it again and let's see."

This time, the animation excerpt on the monitor was exceptionally smooth in terms of rhythm, dubbing, and even the timing of the pictures.

"Hey~," Yan Dingxian laughed: "Don't mention it, it looks quite lively!"

Gradually, as the song played, several comrades passing by in the aisle came in at once.

They gathered around the monitor curiously, took a look, and then started humming, shaking their heads.

Hearing the singing behind him getting louder and louder, Jiangshan looked back and saw
Oh~
They are all old acquaintances.

In particular, Jin Fuzai, the gold medal arranger of the Shanghai Animation Film Studio, also sang the song he composed with a smile on his face.

"Every teacher,"

Jiangshan suddenly made a suggestion:

"I think we don't need to find anyone else to sing these songs. We can just go on stage and sing them ourselves."

"We workers sing it ourselves,"

Wang Yang looked back at his colleagues in the room and asked, "Will this work?"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with it," Yan Dingxian sang the most happily just now:
"We've been making animations for so many years, but we've never properly sung the soundtrack of our own work."

"I also think Xiao Jiang's suggestion is very good." Duan Xiaoxuan said with a smile.

"Everyone sing together," Jin Fuzai said at this time, "The high and low notes complement each other, and the effect will not be bad."

"When the time comes, the TV station will find a group of children to sing with you."

Jiang Shan looked at Jin Fuzai and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jin, for helping us divide the parts when the time comes."

"No problem," Jin Fuzai said, "I'm just too free lately."

Jiangshan has nothing to worry about when he can entrust this task to such great composers as "Nezha Conquers the Dragon King", "Avanti", "The Snow Child", "Shuke and Beta", "Mountain and Water Love", "The Lotus Lantern"...

But, there is something more important right now, so I have to ask Jin Fuzai for help.

After finishing the editing, Jiang Shan, accompanied by Deputy Director Yan, went straight to Jin Fuzai's workshop.

"Director Yan,"

The longer Jiang Shan stayed, the more he talked: "I heard that your factory's application to open an advertising department was rejected by the higher-ups?"

"Don't mention it," Yan Dingxian waved his hand. "It gives me a headache when I mention it. Director Te has also been worried about it recently!"

Since collaborating with Jiangshan on the production of "Colored Soap", "White Rabbit New Year Homophonic Words Advertisement", "MSG Animation Popular Science", and "Colored Pencil Micro-carving".

The Pujiang Animation Film Studio came up with the idea of ​​opening an advertising department.

But after the application report was submitted, it was kept on hold.

Following the historical trajectory, Pujiang TV Station will open our country’s first animation advertising studio next year.

"Does it say what the reason is?" Jiang Shan asked curiously.

"Reasons? There are many reasons," Yan Dingxian laughed.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Xiao Jiang, have you received any advertising business recently?"

"The task I just received,"

Seeing that Yan Dingxian didn't want to talk about this, Jiang Shan didn't bother to ask:

"So, I came to ask Teacher Jin for help on this matter."

"Whatever our own people ask for,"

After spending more than two years together on and off, Yan Dingxian really didn't treat Jiang Shan as an outsider:
"Just like before, if you need anything, just come to us, don't hesitate." "Okay, I won't be polite with you..."

Jiangshan is thick-skinned and his characteristic is that he is good at organizing and utilizing the surrounding resources.

Let’s not worry about these resources and what benefits we got from him.

If Jiangshan leaves them, it will really add a lot of difficulty to themselves.

……

These days, Comrade Xiao Jiang basically runs back and forth between the newspaper office, the Shanghai Animation Film Studio, the Shanghai Symphony Orchestra, and the TV station.

I just took advantage of the time to sleep a little longer today, and was woken up by Lu Xuzhang's call:

"Where is Xiao Jiang?"

"I'm still at home and haven't gone out yet." Jiangshan.

"I guess you're home,"

After making a few phone calls and failing to find anyone, Lu Xuzhang came to his house to block him:

"Hurry up and get dressed and go out. I'll be waiting for you at the small restaurant outside your house."

"Where are you?"

"The little restaurant on the corner."

When Jiang Shan heard this, he quickly started grabbing his clothes: "Just sit there, I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone with a bang, Jiangshan rinsed his mouth and splashed water on his face and finished everything within two minutes.

As he ran out in two steps, he did not forget to light a cigarette to refresh himself.

"what happened?"

Mother Jiang stood at the window of the small kitchen and asked, "Nothing happened, Third Brother?"

"fine,"

Jiang Shan flew past the window in a flash: "My boss invited me to dinner..."

"This child,"

Jiang's mother went out and picked up the mouthwash cup on the ground: "There always has to be someone to clean up after me..."

……

He quickly ran to the state-owned restaurant at the corner of Anhe Street to take a look.

Lu Xuzhang, Qian Zhiguang and Zhuang Shiping were sitting steadily at a square table, one on each side.

After seeing Comrade Xiao Jiang, they waved at him at the same time:
"Come in and sit down."

"You haven't eaten yet?"

"Just right," Lu Xuzhang pointed at the table, "They were all just served."

Looking at the table full of noodles and snacks, Jiangshan didn't waste a minute and sat down to eat.

"I'm not trying to praise you, you guys are really good at choosing places. This place has the most authentic food around here."

"It's been a while since I last tried Pujiang's snacks," Lu Xuzhang said with a smile, "Boss Zhuang, please treat me too!"

None of the four of them are pretentious people, so since they have nothing to do today, they just go out for a walk.

"Xiao Jiang, do you know?" Qian Zhiguang said at this moment:

"The characters in your novel remind me of some of my old comrades."

Mr. Qian really likes this novel.

"The Hidden One?" Jiang Shan paused.
"I just added some dramatic words to some historical materials. Could it be that there really is such a person?"

Qian Zhiguang and Lu Xuzhang said in unison: "Of course."

"The real history," Qian Zhiguang said with a smile, "is far more exciting than you can imagine."

Jiang Shan heard it and said, "Then tell me quickly."

"If this happened a few decades earlier, it really couldn't be told to the public."

Mr. Qian looked across the mountains and rivers to the bustling crowd outside the door:
“This comrade’s name is Wu Shi, and like the characters in your novel, he is a very calm and intelligent comrade.

When he graduated from the Baoding Military Academy, his grades were ranked top.

He also speaks English and Japanese very well.

Afterwards, Comrade Wu Shi went to a Japanese artillery school for further studies.

After finishing, I took first place again.”

Jiang Shan shook his head when he heard this: "For some people, getting first place is as easy as eating for us."

"Yes," Qian Zhiguang also laughed:
"After returning to China, he first served as chief of staff there, and later joined our team due to political differences."

"From then on," Lu Xuzhang said, "we have gained another partner on the secret front."

At this point, Qian Zhiguang and Lu Xuzhang, two comrades who were also on the secret front, both laughed.

"But this secret man of his is really outstanding,"

Qian Zhiguang continued, "He can get any kind of intelligence. Didn't you write a section about the defense map of Tianjin in your novel?"

Jiang Shan was startled, then he laughed: "Could this really be true?"

"That's true," Qian Zhiguang said, changing the subject: "But there are things that are even more terrible than this."

"Please speak quickly."

Jiangshan pushed all the bowls and plates on the table towards Qian Zhiguang.

"Wu Shi, who had been promoted to lieutenant general at the time, risked his life to provide our party with a Yangtze River defense map."

Looking at Jiangshan's half-open mouth, Lu Xuzhang emphasized one more sentence:
"With this top-secret intelligence, our army was able to completely destroy Chiang Kai-shek's Yangtze River defense line within two days."

Hearing this, Zhuang Shiping also became curious: "Where is this comrade now?"

"It's long gone," Qian Zhiguang shook the matches in his hand:

"In 1950, a big traitor emerged there, and a large number of comrades died that year."

At this point, no one touched the snacks on the table.

"Come,"

At this time, Lu Xuzhang held up a glass of water and said, "Let's use water instead of wine to toast them."

"Cheers to them!"

"To them..."

After a clink of glasses, smiles appeared on the faces of the two old comrades again.

I believe that they have already learned to let go and move on.

"Director Lu,"

Jiang Shan also started eating again: "Didn't you finish your meeting on civil air defense reform a long time ago? Why haven't you returned to Yanjing yet?"

"Hey,"

As soon as Jiang Shan said this, Lu Xuzhang and Zhuang Shiping put down their chopsticks at the same time.

Qian Zhiguang was laughing happily on the side.

Lu Xuzhang, who was eager to nail Jiangshan, raised his chin and said, "How dare you ask me this?"

"We are waiting for your advertising proposal,"

Zhuang Shiping is more kind:

"Xiao Jiang, I know this isn't easy, but...how many more days do we need to wait?"

"Don't worry,"

Jiangshan feels that today's vegetable and meat wontons are particularly delicious:
"In fact, if you don't come to me today, I will go to you."

"What's going on?" Zhuang Shiping said, "Have you come up with an advertising plan to deal with the Bank of Tokyo?"

"You three wait here for me for a moment,"

After eating the last wonton, Jiangshan wiped his mouth and stood up.

"I'll go back and drive the car, and then I'll take you to a place..."

Jiang Shan turned back as he walked away: "You will understand everything after you go there!"

(End of this chapter)