215 [Mother-in-law effect] begging for subscription
Later, on the Internet, there was a very strange saying, that is, the "mother-in-law effect"!
What is the "mother-in-law effect"? In layman's terms, it means that what the mother-in-law wants, what can lead to growth, such as cars, houses, etc., is obvious.
And in 1988, it also had the mother-in-law effect!
With the passing of the era of "three turns and one ring", the rise of the new "three major pieces" of marriage, and the necessity of marriage, large color TVs, have also led to an increase in the production of television sets in the mainland.
In 1985, there were more than 60 color TV manufacturers in the country, with an annual output of about 3.37 million units, and by the end of last year, the number of color TV production enterprises had surged to more than 120, and the annual output had reached an astonishing 10.37 million units.
The increase in production,Coupled with the demand of the mother-in-law,This has also caused the increase in the penetration rate of televisions,It is unprecedented,According to the statistics of later generations of related majors,1988The number of color TVs in the country was popularized,About 20 million units,This does not include the previous black and white TVsă
If you count black and white color TVs, it is conservatively estimated that there are at least nearly 30 million units.
So with the popularity of television, the number of people watching TV is also increasing, because there is no electronic statistical ratings in this era, so it is impossible to know the specific ratings exactly, but the news broadcast at seven o'clock every night is almost one of the must-see programs for people in this era.
After the national news broadcast that night, Li Ruiying, the host of the news network, read out the news about Li Yange winning the Oscar in the live broadcast of the program, and the name Li Yange instantly spread all over the country and among tens of millions of families.
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Beijing, within a family.
The elderly father sat at the dining table, watching TV while eating, and when he heard the host talking about Li Yange's past deeds, he couldn't help but sigh: "This young man is really powerful, he actually won a foreign award, and he is the first Chinese to win the award." â
"Li Yange? I think I've heard it somewhere. The son, who was in high school on the side, frowned, thought about it carefully, suddenly thought of something, and ran back to the house quickly.
When he came out again, he saw him holding a cassette tape in his hand.
When my father saw it, he frowned and scolded: "Eh, I said you stinky boy, it's not good to study with a Walkman every day, and next time I see it, I won't confiscate this Walkman." Lao Tzu bought you to listen to English, not to let you listen to those messy songs every day. â
"Got it, Dad."
The son said two perfunctory sentences, opened the cassette box, and looked at the row of words written on the back, when he saw the words "Li Yange" on the performance and composition column, he hurriedly looked up at the TV, and after confirming that it was Li Yange, he said excitedly: "I just said that this name is so familiar, it turns out to be him!" â
"You know?"
"I don't know, but I listen to the songs he writes every day."
"What song?"
"It's the album of the same name "Yan Ge", didn't you talk about it on the news network just now? This is Li Yange's album released in this book, although there are no lyrics, it is pure music for instrumental performances, but it is still quite good. â
The son handed over the cassette tape he bought a few days ago, and the father took it and took a look, and some small characters were printed on the back, and on the final composition and performance column, three big characters were written "Li Yange".
"This is the tape that was just mentioned on the news?"
The father looked at his son suspiciously: "Didn't you say that it was issued in the book?" How do you have this? â
"How do I know! Anyway, I bought it at the record store the other day. â
"What about your Walkman? Bring it to me. â
"I'll have to use it when I can do my homework!"
"You go on the radio! This is what Lao Tzu bought, and it can't be used yet? â
"I'll just go get it."
The son pulled the corners of his mouth, and unhappily entered the house and brought a walkman, and when he handed it to his father, it was like handing over a treasure.
"How does this work?" My father looked at the Walkman, which was not much bigger than a slap, and didn't know how to use it.
"You turn this on, and you put the tape in, and then you close it, put on the headphones, and hold down the middle key, and then this side is the volume."
With the introduction of his son, the father gradually figured it out, waved his hand and retreated: "Okay, the meal is over, hurry back to the house to do your homework." â
"Got it!"
Seeing his father unload the mill and kill the donkey, the son reluctantly turned around and went back to the house.
Seeing that the bedroom door was closed, his father unskillfully put on the headphones, and the fluffy stuff on the headphones made him feel very uncomfortable.
"These headphones are really troublesome to wear!"
muttered, he also drew a scoop according to the gourd, and pressed the button in the middle.
"Zizi ......"
With the sound of a slight electric current, a light and graceful music came from the earphones in a short time.
The music had no lyrics, only instrumental sounds, and he leaned back on the wooden couch, closed his eyes, and listened quietly.
Time blinks in the blink of an eye, and I don't know how long it has passed.
"Snoring ......"
There was a slight snoring sound in the room, and the man listened to the soft music on the tape and gradually fell asleep.
When he woke up again, it was already early in the morning, looking at the blanket on his body, his father laughed and scolded: "Stinky boy, I also know that I feel sorry for Lao Tzu!" â
"Why did you fall asleep? Could it be that I've been too tired from work lately? â
At the same time, the man just wanted to get up, and found that he was still wearing headphones on his ears, but the music was no longer playing, thinking that the battery was dead.
He didn't care, after removing the headphones, he got up and walked to his son's bedroom, pushed open the door and saw that the room was dark, and his son had gone to bed.
Seeing this, he carefully closed the door, cleaned up the leftovers on the table, turned around and went back to his room, and when he took off his clothes and was ready to sleep, he found that he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.
After grinding in bed for more than half an hour, he got up and went back to the living room, took his son's Walkman, found the battery and replaced it, put on the headphones, pressed the switch, and began to sleep with his eyes closed.
Halfway through.
A soft snoring sound gradually came from inside the room.
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A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
"That's right! Manager Li Qiang, no matter what, you have to make 50,000 albums for me in three days and send them over! â
"Three days? Isn't that too much of a hurry? â
"Urgent? There's no way, now Beijing is about to sell out of stock, I estimate that it won't be long before you have to run out of stock, hurry up, let the factory work overtime, you have to expand production! â
"It's almost out of stock?"
"Who's to say it isn't! Eh, let's not talk about it yet, I still have something to do! â
Smack!
After hanging up the phone, Liang Leshu looked at Zhong Tingting, who ran in in a hurry, and frowned: "What's wrong?" So frizzy? â
"Sold out! All sold out manager! â
Zhong Tingting's face flushed with excitement, she is also the old man of the company, when the Baojia Street Band became popular, there was no madness today!
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