Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 66
I don't know how long it took, the four people in room 305 finished a big pot of green onion noodles.

The sand painting table was lit up again.

This time, Jiangshan has determined the process of sand painting.

He painted one painting after another, while Director Gu held the draft of his lines and read one sentence after another.

"Gutai, don't be nervous," Jiang Shan said with a smile, "We just need to complete the show, and after the filming, there will be a dubbing team to dub."

"I still don't know whether to translate it into English," Director Gu was a little nervous: "Come on."

Jiang Shan nodded, stood in front of the painting platform, and raised his hands.

The fine sand flows again.

Director Gu was extremely formal, and said loudly: "The silkworms come out of the east, and the silk spreads to the west..."

Jiang Shan: "It's too early."

Erase "Zhang Qian".

Jiang Shan: "Come again."

Gu Zhengzheng continued: "...the silkworms come out of the east,"

Jiang Shan helped Zhang Qian again: "It's too late, come again."

"early,"

"late,"

"It's almost done this time, it's best to wait until the ponytail appears."

Director Gu wiped off his sweat: "Why are you drawing so fast, you little bookie?"

"I can't help it," Jiang Shan tried to clear the responsibility: "Hold a handful of sand in your hand, and at the same time loosen a little gap, you have to move immediately. If you don't finish this stroke quickly, you will pile up sand."

Seeing this opportunity, Huang Hua interjected, "Why don't I try the narration."

"You can't," Gu Tai held the copy and did not let go: "You don't have that momentum."

Jiang Shan almost said in unison with Gu Zhengzheng: "You don't have the momentum of Gutai."

Gu Zhengzheng suddenly felt a lot better: "Come on, continue painting, I don't believe it anymore."

I don't know how long after that, after Zhang Lu brought a pot of noodles again.

Gu Zhengzheng's narration and Jiangshan's sand paintings can finally go hand in hand.

Huang Hua and Jiang Shan applauded Gutai together.

Gu Zhengzheng sighed secretly with a wry smile: Fortunately, he is in his prime.

It was already very late at night, but the four people in room 305 were still full of energy.

The sand painting table lights up again.

This time, Zhang Lu pressed the button of a tape recorder.

After Zhou Yeming received Gu Zhengzheng's call, he quickly assigned Yanjing TV's soundtrack technical team to record several pieces of soundtrack in different forms.

Guzheng, pipa, dulcimer... Hand them over to Zhang Lu to bring them back.

Jiang Shan felt that this session was just a rehearsal, and there was no need for complicated music, as long as it was accompanied by ancient instruments.

When post-production, there are professionals to consider.

Judging by Zhou Yeming's emphasis on this silk advertisement, it should be the same.

Speaking of the soundtrack, Jiang Shan immediately thought of the master level of the soundtrack of "Silk Road" in the previous life.

TVB in Xiangjiang, after obtaining the rights to broadcast this documentary, regarded it as a treasure.

Specially invited Huang Zhan to write lyrics and Luo Wen to sing the theme song "Thousands of Miles Together" of "Silk Road".

In Japan, Kitaro, who was still a new musician at the time, was responsible for completing the soundtracks of the first and second documentaries.

It is precisely because of the excellent soundtracks of these two documentaries that Kitaro became an instant hit in the international music circle, which established him as a master in the new century music genre.

Accompanied by a zither that is sometimes tactful, sometimes agile, and sometimes like a mountain stream hitting a rock.

Jiangshan's sand painting, accompanied by Gu Zhengzheng's narration, was a successful co-production in one shot.

Gu Zhengzheng immediately asked, "How many seconds?"

Huang Hua, who was in charge of reading the watch, returned very crisply this time: "Two minutes and 30 seconds."

"According to this time, how much is it?" Jiang Shan's eyes are very affordable: "Do you want to be shorter?"

Huang Hua smiled: "The prices are different at different times."

"Xiao Jiang, you don't have to worry about this,"

The cooperation this time has completely narrowed the distance between Jiang Shan and Director Gu: "The propaganda department is more thoughtful than us."

"Yes," Huang Hua said to Jiangshan Science Popularization: "They will cut advertisements of different durations, and choose the time slots according to different cities."

Jiang Shan nodded to show that he understood, probably not much different from the previous life.

"Okay, whoops," Director Gu stood up, suddenly feeling uncomfortable: "How can I say this, but I can still have a sore back."

Jiang Shan is also exercising his muscles and bones, his elbows are sore.

"Xiao Jiang," Gu Zhengzheng couldn't hold on any longer, and waved his hand at Jiang Shan: "It's already midnight, before dawn, you should hurry up and rest!"

When the door of Room 305 closed again, Jiang Shan just wanted to get down quickly.

He looked back at his bed.

Ouch, what a world of sand and sand.

One night, the swing was so cool that the bed was full of fine sand.

"Come on and sleep on my bed,"

Huang Hua was unhurriedly arranging the sheets of the sand bed: "Tomorrow morning, I will practice twice with Gu Tai, and in the afternoon I will go to the TV station to fight for it once."

Jiang Shan: "Huh~"

By the time Huang Hua gathered up the sheets and was about to take them away, Jiang Shan had already fallen asleep.

"Pity,"

Huang Hua looked at Jiang Shan who was already asleep, shook his head and said to himself, "It's a pity, how can he be a junior high school student if he is so outstanding."

When Huang Hua left the room with the sheets in his arms, Jiang Shan's eyes opened again.

Whoa, a cigarette was lit.

college entrance examination?University?It is indeed a good way.

But it’s okay to miss it.

What Jiangshan does not want to miss is this era, not the universities or bigwigs of this era.

In 1978, Ma Weihua, who worked as a worker in the Shenyang Railway Bureau, was admitted to the Department of Economics and Management of "Jimu University".

Among the first batch of students after the college entrance examination of South China Institute of Technology, there are three students of similar age.

These three people later founded three color TV companies, Conga, Chuangwei and TCL respectively.

However, it is also in this year's college entrance examination.

Sichuan and Liu's two brothers both passed the mark, but they were not admitted because of poor "composition".

After that, the three brothers in their family set up a small village office in a fit of anger.

Only 20 years later, he became the famous "richest man in a country" at that time.

And, all the way so far!
However, just today, the admission list of expatriates across the country has come out.

About 3000 candidates participated in the test, and more than [-] people were admitted.

Compared with the next few years, this year is considered to be the year with the highest admission rate, and the candidates of this year are undoubtedly lucky.

I don't know if his sister-in-law who has great ambitions has fulfilled her wish.

Jiang Shan sincerely prayed for her in his heart, and really wanted to watch her fly away, as far as she could go.

A while ago, elder brother Jiang Hai's idea of ​​divorce became more and more intense.

(End of this chapter)