Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 68 The Master's Narration
Later, when he stood in a dimly lit studio, looking at the sand table projected onto the big screen.

Zhou Yeming only felt that everything around him had disappeared.

Gu Zhengzheng's narration still rang in my ears.

However, on the big screen, the sand paintings created by Jiang Shan's strange hands.

It seemed to tell him that his thoughts were still tactful.

After finishing a set of sand paintings, Jiang Shan quickly moved to the next one.

The fine sand on the second painting table is blue sand, and on the white sand painting table, only two blue and white porcelains appeared one after another.

After that, the third station was even simpler, when the spread of yellow sand showed a map of Huaguo.

Jiang Shan grabbed two handfuls of gold sand and sprinkled out a few golden threads.

Immediately, a few golden threads like dragon veins entrenched on the map, extending to the direction of the Silk Road.

Although the golden light is thin, it is especially eye-catching in the dark.

At this time, Zhou Yeming had already made a decision.

What is the combination of the wonderful sand painting on the screen and silk?
Equal to foreign exchange!

pop~
clap clap ~
When the other staff couldn't help applauding, Zhou Yeming woke up.

Gu Zhengzheng took the tea cup handed over by Zhang Lu, and took a few sips.

Looking at Zhou Yeming, he asked, "Director Zhou, how is it going? The effect is very good!"

Gu Zhengzheng didn't want to be humble at all.

"It's not effective," Zhou Yeming couldn't help admiring, looking at Jiang Shan with brilliant eyes: "It's true that the master is among the people."

Jiang Shan smiled honestly and kindly: "This is inseparable from the encouragement and help my comrades gave me."

The two leaders nodded at the same time.

"Your hand," Zhou Yeming raised his hands to scratch in the air, and asked, "How long have you been practicing?"

Jiang Shan said truthfully: "I have practiced for many years."

"Hmm~"

Zhou Yeming believes that the process must be very difficult.

Afterwards, the two leaders discussed with Jiang Shan for a while, and said, "Comrade Xiao Jiang will go to rest for a while, and the official recording will be made in 20 minutes."

First recording, then dubbing and soundtrack, and finally editing and production.

Jiang Shan knew that according to such a plan, he would not be able to go back to Pujiang today.

"Director Gu," Jiang Shan said to Gu Zhengzheng, "I want to call home."

Gu Zhengzheng also thought of this level, and said: "Let's go, let's go together, I also want to call the station."

……

Jiang Shan picked up the phone, and was the first to broadcast it to Dad Jiang's No. [-] workshop.

"Hello," it happened to be Jiang Xiangnan who answered the phone. He was standing in the duty room of the workshop and asked, "This is the fourth workshop. Who are you?"

Father Jiang's familiar voice came over.

For a moment, Jiang Shan's eyes turned hot. He was not such a person before: "Dad, it's me."

Dad Jiang was a little surprised: "Xiaoshan? Are you calling me from Yanjing?"

Jiang Xiangnan spoke very loudly. If it wasn't for the machine turning, his voice could be heard in the entire No. [-] workshop.

"Yes, I'm at Yanjing TV Station," Jiang Shan's mouth curled up unconsciously.

Gu Zhengzheng, who was sitting on the other side of the desk, also laughed.

"Dad," Jiang Shan said, "I want to draw some pictures at Yanjing TV Station, so I have to go back one day late."

"The TV station in Yanjing also invited you to paint?" Father Jiang didn't expect Jiang Shan to have that ability, so he hurriedly said:
"This is an opportunity for you to get closer to the organization. You must draw well and don't worry about your family."

Jiang Shan held the receiver and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, I will definitely stay close. How is the house going? Are those bell-bottom pants selling well?"

Jiang Xiangnan was a little reluctant to mention this matter, but his voice was still loud: "After you left, the factory will not let you sell it anymore."

"Why?" In fact, Jiang Shan had expected such a day: "Director Wu didn't speak for you?"

"No way, several shopping malls in Pujiang have come to ask for goods from the factory." Speaking of this, Jiang's father was quite happy: "Director Wu is really good this time, and he gave each of our fourth workshop a bonus of 400 yuan. .”

"That's not bad." Adding the previous 200 yuan, Jiang Shan felt that his parents would be happy for a while, so he quickly asked, "Did you buy the TV?"

"Don't mention it," Jiang's father said, "Your factory manager gave you a 12-inch TV. Your mother disagrees, and she is only willing to buy a 9-inch TV."

Jiangshan absolutely cannot accept such a small size: "This time you can't let your mother do it, you have to buy a 12-inch TV."

Father Jiang offered advice: "I'll buy it when you come back, she will listen to what you say."

Jiang Shan nodded: "Okay, that's all."

As soon as the phone here was hung up, Jiang Shan heard a voice from beside him: "Which department are you comrades from?"

Jiang Shan looked up and was stunned.

Gu Zhengzheng, who was sitting on the other side of the desk, also looked up at this strange gay man, feeling that he had heard his voice somewhere:
"I'm Gu Zhengzheng, the director of Pujiang TV station."

"Oh, hello Director Gu," after knowing Gu Zhengzheng's identity, the other party smiled politely: "You are on the phone, I'll be back later."

It turned out to be his desk.

After Jiang Shan saw the other party leave, he hurriedly said to Gu Zhengzheng: "Gu Tai, what do you think of the voice of that person just now?"

Gu Zhengzheng looked at the back of the other party leaving, and said: "Not bad, better than me."

"Stronger?" Jiang Shan couldn't help but click his tongue: "You didn't realize who he is?"

Gu Zhengzheng asked: "I just said I heard it somewhere, who is he?"

Before Jiang Shan could reply, he heard a female comrade in the office laughing, "He is the announcer of the news program, Zhao Zhongxiang."

"Oh," Gu Zhengzheng suddenly realized: "I remembered it when you reminded me like this."

In 1978, the host of the news broadcast could only hear his voice, but not his person.

At this point in time, the announcer in the news broadcast is none other than the national treasure-level host Zhao Zhongxiang.

Jiang Shan himself did not expect that there is actually a teacher Zhao Zhongxiang in this world.

In the next second, he suddenly thought of something: "Gutai, the narration of our Silk Road advertisement, why not..."

Before Jiang Shan finished speaking, Gu Zhengzheng slapped his thigh: "I'll go find Zhou Yeming immediately."

……

Finally, when night fell, when Jiangshan’s sand painting platform appeared on the screen again, Teacher Zhao’s narration also sounded at the same time:

[Camel Bells Ancient Silk Road, Huma still hears Tang and Han style...]

Not to mention how pleasant it is!

Sitting outside the recording studio, Jiang Shan was too excited to say a word.

"Xiaojiang," at this moment, Gu Zhengzheng came to his side: "Both advertisements have passed."

Jiang Shan turned to look at him and said, "Have you passed the trial?"

"It's not possible, it's still waiting to be used outside,"

Gu Zhengzheng glanced at Jiangshan, and laughed: "Xiaojiang, this time you have made meritorious service again, and you will be returning to Pujiang tomorrow night, where do you want to go?"

"I'm just a brick of the organization, and I move wherever it is needed," Jiang Shan said with a smile:
"But if I have time, I would like to visit the Yanjing History Museum."

(End of this chapter)