Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 99 Here Comes Our Own "Weather Forecast"

After only a brief glance, Huang Hua was immediately attracted.

Jiang Shan didn't expect that adults in this era would be attracted by series like "Dinosaur Express Kesai".

However, it seems reasonable to think about it carefully, after all, they have never seen any imported TV series at this time.

Gradually, the four big men in the room were all attracted by the "Kesai" team members on the TV.

Including Jiang Shan, this was his childhood.

But, just when the plot was at its most tense.

Suddenly, an advertisement jumped out, and the few people who wanted to get angry one second, immediately became quiet again the next second.

On the screen, Momoe Yamaguchi, wearing a bright red silk satin suspender evening dress, has been looking forward to the window.

The close-up shots of various characters interpret the girl's loss.

It wasn't until a red Toyota car appeared out of the window that Momoe Yamaguchi showed her signature smile...

With a click, everyone was startled.

Jiang Shan hurriedly looked back, and found that Zhang Lu actually pressed the shutter on Baihui Yamaguchi.

In the next second, he quickly looked at Director Gu.

Unexpectedly, Gu Zhengzheng, with a tense face, finally nodded to Zhang Lu: "The capture is not bad."

For a while, Gu Zhengzheng didn't move Baihui Yamaguchi's mind, all he could think about was: "Xiaojiang, what is this called...?"

Jiang Shan immediately understood: "This lesbian is called Momoe Yamaguchi."

Director Gu immediately waved his hand: "I'm talking about this team."

At this time, "Dinosaur Express Kesai" was already playing on the screen.

Jiang Shan quickly translated again: ""Dinosaur Express Kesai"."

"That's great," Director Gu envied Hu Xiao from the dubbing studio the most:

"If our TV station can afford this TV series, I can wake up laughing when I fall asleep."

Jiang Shan knowingly asked: "The TV station is poor?"

Director Gu smiled wryly and said, "Xiao Jiang, the TV station is not a profit-making unit, it doesn't make money."

Jiang Shan glanced at Zhang Lu, and Zhang Lu immediately understood: "If Pujiang TV Station allows commercial advertisements..."

They looked at Gu Zhengzheng together, and the other party seemed to have fallen into deep thought.

Jiang Shan didn't talk much, just put his hand into the fried chicken box: "Huh? Where are the fried chicken wings?"

Looking at the empty fried chicken box, Jiang Shan exclaimed, "Brother Hua, I only ate one piece."

"I bought four pieces of chicken wings in total," Huang Hua explained shyly, "Do you know how expensive these things are?"

"Hey," it's okay if you don't eat, this verbal thing really made Jiang Shan hungry: "Come on, there is a tavern downstairs, I invite you to eat a bowl of noodles."

Director Gu was also hungry, and immediately responded: "Call Director Zhou, so that he can pay the bill."

After a while, a few customers from Huaguo sat down in the gray-yellow Japanese-style tavern.

It was almost 11 o'clock in the evening, and the group, who had long been accustomed to working overtime on weekdays, was well integrated into the nightlife of Dongjing.

Jiang Shan simply ordered a few bowls of noodles and two plates of fried dumplings for everyone.

While waiting, Zhou Yeming had been discussing something with Gu Zhengzheng in a low voice.

And Jiang Shan, like Zhang Lu, was staring at the TV hanging on the roof of the small restaurant.

Finally, 11 o'clock arrived.

A young hostess appeared on the TV screen.

On an enlarged map of Japan behind him, there are different animation icons of wind, rain, snow, and sun.

At the same time, the guests in the tavern who were chatting just now stopped talking in an instant, and all looked up at the TV.

Zhou Yeming and Gu Zhengzheng were completely stunned by the scene in front of them, and quickly followed the eyes of everyone to look at the TV screen.

Although I didn't understand a word, but looking at the icons above, I can probably guess a thing or two.

Zhou Yeming guessed and said, "Is this a show about the weather?"

Gu Zhengzheng nodded: "It should be about the same."

"This program is called Weather Forecast." Jiang Shan's translation work is meticulous: "We put together the weather forecasts of major cities and broadcast them together."

In a few minutes, the weather forecast on TV was finished.

The tavern was bustling again.

However, just a few minutes of silence for all members has already told the two directors how popular the "Weather Forecast" program is.

Jiang Shan remembers that the director of the Central Meteorological Observatory who came to Japan for a visit discovered this program in his previous life.

At that time, he was also shocked by the uniform reaction of customers in a bistro.

Immediately after returning to China, I started to create this program at the meteorological station, but encountered many difficulties in the process.

After that, it was not until 1980 that the "Weather Forecast" program had to officially meet with national audiences.

"This program seems to be very popular with the audience," Gu Zhengzheng looked at the weather forecast again: "Is it difficult to do?"

He actually asked a layman, and Jiang Shan, a layman, thought about it carefully: "This program should cooperate with the Meteorological Station."

"There is also a weather forecast on the radio," Zhou Yeming also began to analyze: "After our station is notified in advance, we will paste the forecast weather icon on the corresponding city map."

"It's very feasible," Gu Zhengzheng nodded repeatedly, "Since they can do this show, then we can do it too."

"That's right," Zhou Yeming had already made a decision: "I'll contact the Meteorological Observatory after I go back."

Gu Zhengzheng smiled: "Fortunately, the meteorological station in Pujiang is the best..."

He glanced at Zhou Yeming, and stopped talking in time.

Zhou Yeming is not stupid: "Laugh, laugh, do you know that the Pujiang Meteorological Observatory has sent the most advanced detection system to Yanjing?"

Gu Zhengzheng opened his mouth, and decided that eating noodles first would be the best policy, and a contest of weather forecast programs had quietly sown seeds.

But what Jiang Shan is thinking about at the moment is: "Compared with weather forecasts, I still like Japanese cartoons."

At this moment, after making up his mind, Zhou Yeming also started to eat noodles. When he heard Jiang Shan say this, he immediately waved his chopsticks and said:

"Xiao Jiang, after you finish working on the advertising festival tomorrow, you can accompany me to a place."

Jiang Shan looked at Gu Zhengzheng, Gu Zhengzheng said without raising his head, "Go, I will go too."

Jiang Shan nodded with a smile and didn't ask any more questions.

If the guess is correct, Zhou Yeming of Yanjing TV Station, another purpose of this trip is "Astro Boy with Iron Arm".

Before and after the re-opening, each TV station's funds were very tight.

Even the seemingly fat dubbing studios can only import some imported movies worth 2 to 3 dollars a piece.

Such cheap expenditures, to a certain extent, limit the scope of introductions to unpopular or long-released films.

For example, "Modern Times", which is currently being screened in China.

This is already the seventh movie starring Chaplin introduced in China.

This outstanding performing artist who was expelled from the United States was met by domestic leaders.

For a film and television work with excellent cost performance like "Modern Times", it has undoubtedly become a sweet bun in the eyes of the Ministry of Culture.

But at this moment, like Pujiang TV, YangTV, which has a tight budget, wants to introduce a TV series that is popular and popular, so it has to find another way.

During this trip, Gu Zhengzheng must learn from others.

If successful, he will also start the introduction plan belonging to Pujiang TV station.

On the second day, although everyone didn't sleep for a few hours, they all appeared in the square of the advertising festival full of energy.

Zhou Yeming and Gu Zhengzheng, accompanied by Jiang Shan and another translator, went to the organizer to check the results of the preliminary competition.

And the rest of the group were staring at the big screen in the square, watching the advertisements one by one.

Originally, everyone felt that entering the preliminary competition at the level of "Famous Paintings" was a proper thing.

But this moment, when one advertisement after another flashed past...

"Why haven't you seen our country's advertisement yet?" Zhang Lu's voice has changed: "Is there anything wrong?"

Huang Hua raised his neck sorely: "Don't think about it, just wait and see."

"My heart is about to pop out," Comrade Li Yu, the reporter, pressed his chest all the time: "How many advertisements are there in the preliminary round?"

"Thirty... oh here they come!"

"Come on~"

The Huaguo team cheered!
And at this moment in the advertising festival square.

Members of all the participating countries are also staring at the wonderful "Famous Paintings" smoking cessation advertisement on the big screen.

"Mona Lisa,"

"sunrise,"

"Van Gogh,"

"sunflower,"

……

As the crowd burst into shouts in various languages, the names of each world famous painting floated over the square.

None of the previous "quit smoking" public service advertisements could arouse such a high popularity among the masses.

After the 60-second "Famous Paintings" advertisement ended, the crowd, who were still full of thoughts, all looked at the Huaguo delegation who was still immersed in excitement.

According to the practice of the "Winter Beijing Advertising Festival", all advertising works that can enter the preliminary round, regardless of the size of the award, will have a two-thirds chance of winning.

For a while, Jiang Shan walked back accompanied by two leaders who were in a good mood.

Before they could congratulate each other, Zhang Lu shouted, "Look quickly."

The big guy followed his fingers and looked at the big screen again.

A sand painting platform appeared in the center of the screen impartially.

With the two hands sliding up and down, a series of plot stories about smoking cessation appeared on the sand painting platform.

With the exclamation of the audience.

Everyone's eyes widened, but Jiang Shan narrowed his eyes more and more.

There is a little trick, but only a little.

After tens of seconds of sand painting quit smoking advertisement, everyone looked at Jiangshan together.

And Jiang Shan immediately looked at Zhou Yeming: "Zhou Tai, is our silk advertisement released yet?"

Zhou Yeming knew what Jiang Shan meant: "It was broadcast in 10 cities more than 9 days ago."

Jiang Shan nodded: "Look, these participating countries have arranged TV advertisements in their own regions, should we also...?"

Zhou Yeming immediately understood: "I'll call and arrange it right away, and I should still be able to catch the domestic flight today."

Gu Zhengzheng said word by word: "Tomorrow at the latest, let's let them see what is the ancestor of sand painting."

Comparing the craftsmanship of the two sand painting advertisements, Jiangshan has no pressure to win.

People who don't like to show off, and don't like to hide.

There is no theory of registration in art, only creation.

Others learn their own skills to participate in the competition, so it's okay to be well-behaved.

But, I'm afraid that after the game, they will make up some subtext to disgust people.

Therefore, the ancestors have the famous saying "prevention before it happens" that has been passed down through the ages.

The rapid spread of the Internet does not exist in this era, and sand painting advertisements that have only shown their faces in a few cities must expand their popularity.

At this moment, Zhou Yeming and Gu Zhengzheng also had the same idea.

(End of this chapter)