The Xiangjiang movies at this time, and the Xiangjiang movies thirty years later, have one thing in common that is not a common denominator.

That is, no matter what era it is, the number of Cantonese films in Xiangjiang movies is definitely greater than the number of Chinese films.

However, after the seventies and eighties, whether it is a good movie or a bad movie, most of the films made by Xiangjiang are Cantonese movies, and it is a big deal to find someone to add Chinese dubbing when selling out.

Of course, this is just a background for the development of Xiangjiang films in the past 100 years.

In the Xiangjiang film industry in the forties and fifties, there was a more bizarre phenomenon, that is, Cantonese films at this time were often shoddy, while Chinese films were basically high-quality!

It can't be said that this phenomenon has nothing to do with the fact that many Xiangjiang filmmakers are filmmakers from SH South.

After all, everyone is in a group, or it is most convenient to make the Chinese movie they are most familiar with, as for Cantonese movies, only people who are originally Cantonese-speaking areas, or idle people who do not have Chinese movies for the time being, will go to make Cantonese films.

Of course, the main reason for this is that the Chinese films made in Xiangjiang now can be released in the mainland!

What a big market is this on the mainland? Just look at the 21 st century, Hong Kong filmmakers have gone north one after another.

As for Cantonese films, hehehe, not to mention selling them to Beiping, even Nandu, the hometown of Cantonese, don't even want to sell Cantonese films!

What's going on?

In 1936, there was a special film censorship agency in the Jinling Nationalist Government, the Central Film Censorship Commission.

As a result, in 1936, the inspection committee put forward a 'proposal' to ban the shooting of dialect films in order to unify the Chinese language. This is not counting, in the next year, in 1937, a direct order was issued in black and white, and from July 1, 1937, the filming of Cantonese films was banned. In addition, all Cantonese films shot in Hong Kong are prohibited from entering the mainland for distribution.

Now Cantonese films are unlucky, there are no talents, and the market has lost more than half, and it is impossible to have many investors, it is strange if it is not shoddy!

Therefore, at this time, most of the large-scale and deep-pocketed film companies in Xiangjiang basically shoot Chinese films, such as Greater China and Yonghua.

Of course, there are also one or two regular companies that shoot Cantonese films, but because they have just gone through the war and there is no big money investment, they are still lying on the ground and slowly recuperating.

But we have said so much here, in addition to wanting to explain the background of the times, what I want to say more is that this "Wind and Rain in the City" can be released in Beiping.

At this time, Beiping is still the world of the Blue Army.

In short, Li Hanxiang received a letter from his sister and figured out the cause and effect, and knew that something bad was going to happen.

Really......

After another two days, it became even more lively, and the letter to Li Hanxiang flew in like snowflakes. What godfathers, godmothers, second aunts, third aunts, classmates, and teachers, they are all full of congratulations and full of expectations.

In the end, even Li Hanxiang's illiterate grandparents asked the second uncle next door to write a letter, telling him that it was best to say that Miss Modu or Miss Xiangjiang would be the best to get married.

Young Master of the Northeast, of course you want to marry Miss Northeast.

But as the saying goes, you don't have to worry if you have more debts, and you don't have to itch if you have more lice. There was a lot of excitement in his hometown in the Northeast, but Li Hanxiang had already seen it under the blow.

Anyway, I don't know when this film will be filmed, even if it is finished, I don't know when it will be released, and even if it is released, I don't know when it will be broadcast in Beiping.

Maybe when the time comes, the people in my hometown will forget about it.

Most of you who have been students know very well that this Friday is the hardest, the last class of 45 minutes feels like half a month, and Sunday is the fastest time, this eyes are closed, boom, it's already Monday.

Li Hanxiang also felt that his eyelids were closed and opened, and he hadn't done anything yet, and a month and a half had passed.

Then, "Wind and Rain in the City" was actually released in Beiping...... Released...... Released......

Then, Li Hanxiang felt that he was about to be tragic.

Sure enough, as he expected, the first person to write to him was his third uncle.

The third uncle said, the Chang'an Theater in front of the Xidan Building in Beiping, the big poster of "Wind and Rain in the City" has been published on the billboard, but only the big heads of Yan Hua, Xie Jiahua and Li Lan are painted.

However, among the eight stills hanging in the lobby of this theater, one saw Li Hanxiang, but unfortunately it was a distant view, and it was half blocked by others, so the third uncle asked, are you "coming out after a long time, still holding the pipa and half covering your face"?

It's not enough for the three uncles to make up for two knives, and they came to ask for another knife, in the list of more than 20 cast and crew, except for a Miss Xiangjiang Li Lan surnamed Li, there is no other surname Li, where is our Northeast young master?

At the end of the letter, the third uncle told Li Hanxiang a shocking big news - the bronze bull at the head of the seventeen-hole bridge in the Summer Palace had disappeared.

I don't know if the cow was blown away by the wind or by a man.

Li Hanxiang's third uncle is three years older than him, and the two grew up together with a bare butt. According to Li Hanxiang, it was he who had a few ribs on his body, and his third uncle knew it well.

Now that his cowhide as a nephew has exploded, this third uncle should help carry some of it.

That's good, the closest ones are the first to be sarcastic.

Traitor! Naked traitor!

As the so-called wave of unsettled waves rises again and again, Li Hanxiang is still gritting his teeth and scolding his third uncle, and his sister's letter came again, saying that his grandparents, dragging men and women, and pulling a family of seventy-two people in this room, from Jinxi outside Shanhaiguan, made an eight-hour train to Beiping, just to watch "Wind and Rain in the City" starring him......

Listening to Li Hanxiang say this, even if it was separated by time and space, Yang Qiu felt panicked for Li Hanxiang.

What a loss of face this has!

"And then, and then?" asked Yang Qiu with a curious expression, this strange story was too gripping.

"Then ......" Li Hanxiang was depressed and said with a sad face: "Two days later, I received a letter from my second aunt, and nothing else was written in the letter, so I said that a group of them went to Beiping and walked around the Summer Palace together, saying that I don't have to worry, the copper bull at the head of the seventeen-hole bridge is still there." ”

"Hahaha-"

Yang Qiu laughed so hard that his stomach hurt, and when he saw Li Hanxiang's face full of pain, he hurriedly stopped laughing and asked, "And then?

"Nonsense!" Li Hanxiang was angry with laughter, and continued: "You think that our family is like my third uncle, and we all beat people in the face." ”

Yang Qiu hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's over, it's over, it's over, I don't say that you are an actor when I say how you die, it turns out that there is still this stubble, and I won't say it if it's me." ”

"I'm begging for a living, I'm easy, I'm easy!"

Looking at Li Hanxiang, who was full of resentment, Yang Qiu gradually put away his smile and asked, "I said Xiangzai, then you are not a good actor, why did you come to be a painter?"

"You think I do. Li Hanxiang pursed his lips and replied a little angrily: "It's not, it's not that Greater China has gone bankrupt." ”

This answer made Yang Qiu, who had just been popularized by Li Hanxiang about the current situation of the film industry, stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked: "Great China has gone bankrupt?"

"Hmm...... , it can't be considered bankrupt. Li Hanxiang touched his head, organized a conversation and replied: "The lease of the studio in Greater China has expired, and it can't be renewed, so I will simply move back to the magic capital." ”

Hearing this answer, Yang Qiu muttered in his heart, this Great China has moved back to the Demon Capital, well, it is indeed not far from going out of business.

"By the way, since Greater China is closed, why don't you try it at another film company?"

Li Hanxiang raised his eyelids and said: "Do you think this movie circle is easy to enter, no one leads it, you can't even enter the door, I still have Wang Hao to lead it, I can't eat anymore, do you know how much money I make in Greater China." ”

"How much?"

"Forty!" Li Hanxiang raised his right hand and stretched out four fingers, thought about it and said, "Well, plus when I first arrived in Xiangjiang, Wang Hao gave me thirty." ”

"Hey, you can earn seventy in three months, how do you survive......" Yang Qiugang wanted to tease Li Hanxiang twice, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, thought about it and frowned and asked: "No, didn't you just say that you ran twenty times and took two copies, isn't it already forty." ”

"Yes, I ran such a trick in Greater China. Li Hanxiang replied as a matter of course.

“……”

"Then you might as well paint here. Yang Qiu flicked the newspaper in his hand and replied.

"Brother, you don't understand this. Li Hanxiang raised his head and said incomprehensibly: "You only know that the people at the bottom earn less, and the people at the top, do you know how much it costs to make a movie?"

"How much?"

"Let me give you an example, Bai Yang, Mingjiao, Da Hua Dan, brother, do you know?"

"Uh...... I do not know. ”

“……”

Li Hanxiang was entangled by Yang Qiu, thought about it and said: "Then I'll change another one, well, Zhou Xuan, Zhou Xuan should always know." ”

"Well, I know, I know. ”

"Hmph......" Li Hanxiang cleared his throat, stretched out three fingers of his right hand and gestured: "Zhou Xuan, now filming a movie, the remuneration is 30,000 Hong Kong dollars!"

Li Hanxiang really wanted to see Yang Qiu being shocked, but Yang Qiu thought about it, but nodded indifferently and replied, "Well, yes, it's a lot." ”

"Hey, brother, aren't you envious?"

"Envy what?"

"Thirty thousand!"

"Hey, look at your little family, 30,000 envy. ”

Yang Qiu actually wants to say that I have seen bigger ones, not to mention 30,000, 30 million in the future, or a salary of US dollars, it is all drizzle in Hollywood, he has to envy all day long, and he must not worry about himself to death.

Looking at Li Hanxiang, who was hit by his 'pride', Yang Qiu raised the newspaper in his hand and said, "So, you still want to go to the film industry to break through, aren't you afraid that you will eat the last meal again and not the next meal?"

Li Hanxiang threw away the negative emotions in his mind and replied: "Brother, you don't understand, I used to enter Greater China halfway, and what I said was good was called running tricks, and if it didn't sound good, I was called asking for food, but ......"

Pointing to the newspaper in Yang Qiu's hand, Li Hanxiang continued: "But the people who come out of the company's own acting class are all sons!"