new kung fu king

Chapter 548 Feel the atmosphere of the rural screening

The small square in front of Pingling Railway Station had already gathered folks from seven miles and eight towns. They came here early, and the scene was chaotic and lively.

Wang Xiaohu, Zhao Gang, and the driver Xiaosun parked the car in the commune. When the people from the commune saw a car coming, they hurried out of the house to inquire. The three greeted the house.

"Three leaders, I don't know what to convey in our commune today?" The person in charge of the commune is a middle-aged man about 40 years old. What's going on here, the higher-ups are here to investigate.

"It's nothing else, except that you can't buy movie tickets in the urban area. My brother really wants to watch this movie, so he chose the nearest place. It won't cause you any trouble, right?"

Zhao Gang handed the other party a cigarette, and then politely lit it for him.

The person in charge of the commune tasted this rare good cigarette, and when he heard that it was just passing by to watch a movie, his heart immediately relaxed a lot.

"Several leaders haven't eaten yet. We just happen to be eating. If you don't mind, let's sit down and eat together."

Zhao Gang waved his hand and said, "No need, we ate it when we came here. You guys eat first, my friend and I went outside to have a look."

After all, before the few people in the commune could react, they dragged Wang Xiaohu out.

"Old Wang, what happened to you just now? Why are you acting like a fool."

After coming out, Zhao Gang asked dissatisfied.

Wang Xiaohu sighed, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just feel that this place is relatively backward. It seems that only the commune in their village has electric lights?"

"." Zhao Gang frowned and looked at Wang Xiaohu for a long time before saying, "You don't want to do good deeds again, do you?"

During the Tangshan earthquake, Wang Xiaohu handed Zhao Gang a box of general-purpose food stamps before leaving. The number of those food stamps was appalling. I don’t know how many people in Tangshan after the earthquake were saved. It was also quietly spread at that time.

"Hehe, if possible, it shouldn't cost much to connect the villages of the commune with electricity, and open up the construction of the primary school." Wang Xiaohu said after thinking about it seriously.

Seeing that he was not joking, Zhao Gang immediately became serious, and looked at Wang Xiaohu with more respect.

"Mr. Wang, you made me, Zhao Gang, feel ashamed."

"Don't think too noble of me. I just want to make life better for the people in my hometown, and my help to them is limited. They will still have to work hard in their own lives in the future." Wang Xiaohu was very happy. After a long time, he said: "This matter is settled like this, we will discuss it when we go back, but you have to send someone to keep an eye on this matter, I don't want my money to flow into other people's pockets."

Zhao Gang nodded heavily and said, "Don't worry!"

The two walked out of the commune while talking. A simple movie screen had already been set up in the square in front of the train station. Wang Xiaohu saw a man stepping on a ladder, and with the help of others, tied a square screen to the frame of the screen. big sound.

There is a square table in the middle of the square. There is still half an hour before the movie is played, and everyone is chatting around the square table.

Taking advantage of this time, Wang Xiaohu took Zhao Gang and the driver Xiaosun around the commune, looking at this familiar and unfamiliar land with mixed feelings in his heart, and at the same time, he was thinking about how to plan this life in his previous life. place for many years.

Zhao Gang naturally didn't understand what Wang Xiaohu was thinking in his mind, so he walked along behind in a daze, and the bored Xiao Sun even bought a bag of melon seeds from a small vendor and ate them.

"Old Wang, it's almost time, let's go back." Zhao Gang said after checking the time.

Wang Xiaohu nodded, looking at the people coming from neighboring villages one after another, he said enthusiastically, "Come on, let's go to the premiere of "Mythology" in China."

When they returned to the square again, it was already full of people, and the three of them could only stand on the small slope in front of the square and stretch their necks to watch.

A brand-new 16mm projector was also placed on the square table that was empty just now. A bamboo pole was erected on the right side of the square table. there.

Using the light, Wang Xiaohu saw a very young and familiar figure playing with the projector. Judging from his operating skills, he was not very professional. It took a lot of effort to install the film in the iron box to the front wheel of the projector. superior.

I could vaguely hear the people around the projectionist talking about it.

"Wang Zhenrong, can tenderness do it? I've been tinkering with it for ten minutes!"

"That's right, I know what the leaders of our commune think. Let Nen be the projectionist. How skilled the old Liu was!"

"With no hair on the mouth, you can't do things well!"

"We've been delayed for half a day, and we haven't watched the movie yet!"

Wang Zhenrong is the projectionist of Pingling Commune. At this time, he was sweating profusely and ignored all the complaints from the villagers. With great difficulty, he led the film to the rear wheel of the projector. After covering the lens, he let out a long sigh of relief and said: :"okay."

Then he cleared his throat and said, "Attention comrades, there are two films tonight, the first one is "Gunshots from the Secrecy Bureau" shot by Changchun Film Studio, and the second one is Hong Kong Concord Film Company The martial arts film "Myth" co-produced with our Changchun Film Studio, Shanghai Film Studio, and BJ Films."

"Wang Zhenrong, I've watched "Gunshots from the Secrecy Bureau", let's play "Myth"!"

"That's right, let's play "Mythology". I haven't watched Hong Kong movies yet."

The villagers chattered and made Wang Zhenrong very embarrassed. Wang Zhenrong blushed and said, "No, the above regulations are to play "Guns from the Secrecy Bureau" first!"

"The screening is about to start, everyone be quiet!"

Thousands of ordinary people in the square immediately held their breath, and the noise of children was much less. After about half a minute, following Wang Zhenrong's operation, the projector made a "click" sound, and the light bulb hanging on the pole also went dark, reflecting the With the blue-green light emitted from the movie machine, the crisp "嘿嘿嘤"

The sound began to sound from the projector, and the wonderful picture was displayed on the movie screen at the same time, accompanied by the sound of the movie starting.

Wang Xiaohu noticed a very interesting thing, that is, the screen size of "Gunshot from the Secrecy Bureau" released now is very small, far from the wide-screen movies in Hong Kong, presumably it is caused by the problem of the shooting machine.

At this time, everyone's attention was deeply attracted by this small picture, and there were only whispers or children's occasional shouts on the field.

Although the folks clamored that they had watched "Gunshots from the Secrecy Bureau" dozens of times, after the movie was actually broadcast, they watched it with relish. There were a few people behind Wang Xiaohu who had even memorized the plot and even the lines backwards. You can only imagine how many times they have watched it.

Looking at it from Wang Xiaohu's point of view, the movie "Gunshots from the Secrecy Bureau" completely follows the red theme in terms of plot, and the actors in it are immature. He doubts whether there are professional actors in it. I'm about 40 years old. I'm afraid that such a movie would have been scolded to death in Hong Kong.

But in the mainland, it can sell more than 2000 million at the box office. It cannot but be said how outdated the development of mainland movies is.

When a film was finished, the wonderful images simultaneously displayed on the film screen were interrupted, and the light bulb hanging on the pole suddenly lit up, and Wang Zhenrong began to frantically put the empty film on the front wheel of the projector together with the black cut film on the rear wheel. Take them off together, and then "ding dong, ding dong" took out a film of the same black color from the lower iron box and put it on the front of the projector, and pressed the empty film in front to the back of the projector.

After the previous experience, Wang Zhenrong's installation went smoothly this time. The film was hung on the rear wheel of the projector, the lens was covered, and everything was ready. Then, with Wang Zhenrong's operation switch, there was a crisp "click" sound. The light bulb hanging on the pole went dark again, and the blue-green light was reflected again, and at the same time there was a crisp "嘿嘿嘤"

The movie screen continued to be connected to the picture just now, and everyone's attention was deeply attracted to this small picture.

Fortunately, "Gunshots from the Secrecy Bureau" has a total of two films, and it was finally over after two hours of tossing back and forth. At this time, there will be a small break time to give the audience a convenience or a chance to catch their breath.

After all, standing like this all the time and watching movies with your neck stretched will always be exhausting.

Zhao Gang looked at Wang Xiaohu, who was shaking his neck, and asked with a smile, "How is it? It's hard work, isn't it? Why don't you feel comfortable in the cinema?"

Wang Xiaohu nodded and said: "It is undeniable that this is very hard work, but you can't feel the warm atmosphere of the scene in the movie theater."

This is like playing CS at home and playing in an Internet cafe. The configuration of the computer at home may be better and the environment is better, but it is far less direct than playing with everyone in an Internet cafe.

Being able to experience the scene of rural movie screenings in the 80s is also a way for Wang Xiaohu to make up for his regrets. After all, the impression of watching movies when he was a child is somewhat blurred, and it is a special taste to experience it again.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd, and someone shouted: "Wang Zhenrong, why did you forget the business."

"What, what's the matter?"

"That is, before each official screening, Nen should release the work guidance for a township in the commune, how could Nen forget it!"

Wang Zhenrong was sweating profusely when he heard that, "President, I forgot to do that!"

Wang Xiaohu, who was standing on the slope, frowned, and asked Zhao Gang, "Why is work guidance so important?"

(End of this chapter)