Chapter 66 Chinese TV Drama Production Center
Since the meeting, the four masters and apprentices met again at the door of Director Ruan Ruolin's office.
Zhang Jinlai was a little unnatural, Ma Dehua left as usual, "These people, they used to say that Yang Jie is good and good, why is nothing good all of a sudden......" Director Huang of the office, seeing Tang Qin, muttered in a low voice.
"Why, you're here too...... Reflecting Comrade Yang Jie's problem? Ruan Ruolin sat behind her desk, looking at Tang Qin who came in.
"What's wrong with Director Yang Jie, I don't know, I haven't seen it," Tang Qin met Ruan Ruolin's gaze, "I just feel wronged for Director Yang, it's not worth ......"
"Oh, you speak slowly." Ruan Ruolin motioned for Tang Qin to sit down.
Tang Qin didn't say anything, he only joined the group in eighty-three years, and in five years, every bit of the crew was in his heart, and no one knew Director Yang's difficulty better than them.
He also knew that the three of them didn't have so much energy to disband the crew, which was a contradiction between Director Yang and the leader, and he didn't mention it, that is, the international version of Journey to the West was in production, and it couldn't affect the work because of this.
"Journey to the West can't do without Director Yang, Director Yang can't do without Journey to the West, Director Yang has to come back, we still have so many materials, stills, and scenes, and we have to protect them."
That's right!
Ruan Ruolin looked at this handsome young man and suddenly said, "You don't want to go to Singapore?" ”
"If I don't go, Director Yang won't go, I won't go."
"Nonsense." Director Ruan Ruolin suddenly became angry, "You are still a member of the performance troupe, you are Tang Seng, if you don't go, what do your friends in Singapore think, you have to go, you have to go happily, this is discipline, and it is also my request, you can go." She waved her hand with a calm face.
When Tang Qin went out, he unfortunately ran into Director Huang again.
"What did Tang Seng say, and he also came to sue Director Yang?" Director Huang looked at Ruan Ruolin with a tired face, "You say, what is this called......
"He's not," Ruan Tai shook his head, "he's here to cry out for Yang Jie......
Ah, how bold is this, he doesn't want to go to Singapore anymore?
"Go, anyone else can not go, he has to go," Ruan Ruolin stood up, "Whoever doesn't let him go, come to me." ”
Oh, Director Huang was moved, "Such a loving and righteous child, why did you blow it out?" ”
Ruan Ruolin walked to the window and looked at the heavy snow outside, the white land was really clean, and the red stripes came and went without worry.
"It's such a loving child, I have to protect him, well, keep him under my nose." Her voice suddenly softened, and she was no longer the decisive female director, but like a mother.
"Look at it like this, people may not want to come......" Director Huang muttered quietly.
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The troupe will not be able to perform in Singapore until June next year, and now that the atmosphere in the troupe has completely changed, Tang Qin also feels that there is no need to stay in the troupe, and it is almost the New Year, so he returned to Qindao first.
On the streets, the flow of people is like weaving, it is very lively, a variety of New Year's goods, a dazzling array of clothes, peach branches to ward off disasters and evil spirits, and the fiery red Spring Festival couplets fluttering in the wind, which all indicate that the Spring Festival of 1988 is coming.
Under the warm light, in the colorful night sky, through the misty window pane, you can see that Tang Changyuan and Zhao Mingli's family are eating a reunion dinner.
Oh, there is one more person in this meal, the eldest sister Tang Qi is married, and the brother-in-law is Tang Changyuan's apprentice, he is an orphan, and he works as a projectionist in the Guangming Cinema, no, the Spring Festival has not yet arrived, and he arrived at the Tang family, and Tang Changchang has another son.
The white gas was constantly steaming in the kitchen, and the smell of steamed wheat was mouth-watering, Tang Qin smiled and opened a bottle of beer with his teeth, and the snow-white foam gushed out.
"Journey to the West has also been filmed, and you don't have to run around the country, you have to go back to the group," Tang Changchang looked at his old son lovingly, "Collect your heart, go to the head of the group's house tomorrow to have a look, and say a few good words, you have been filming TV series outside for the past few years, and the head of the family Gao is a ...... who doesn't say a word."
"Comrade Little Monk wants to go back to the regiment?" Tang Chu has worked for a few years, and he has become more and more attractive, "Dad, Mom, you don't know, some units beat his idea, and there are several ...... BJ alone"
Yes, there are too many units contacted, and the flowers are already charming.
Tang Qin watched TV, next year, the twenty-two episodes of Journey to the West will also meet with the national TV audience, I think he has not been on TV for a year, but when Journey to the West is broadcast, he will also be seen by more units, and I am afraid that there will be more units that contact him......
Tang Yuan came to the unit quietly, looking at the empty theater, he still walked to the middle of the seat, and in the dark, he sat alone on the seat......
The golden age of cinema has come to an end, and the glorious age of TV dramas has arrived.
"Manager, phone."
Tang Changchang was stunned, the Spring Festival, the theaters are like this, who will call here?
"Fujian TV, it is said that it is looking for Tang Qin......" The young apprentice looked at the increasingly stiff master, and now the master's son is on fire, and the master's theater is empty.
The phone call from Fujian TV was from a person named Liu Dayin, saying that he was going to invite Tang Qin to shoot the TV series "Liao Zhai", but his son politely refused.
Tang Qin didn't know that in Guangdong at this time, a director named Huang Jialiang was also watching Tang Seng on TV, in Guangdong in this era, Hong Kong dramas were prevalent, and he was thinking about creating a TV series that could compete with Hong Kong dramas......
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Next, almost every day, Tang Changchang would receive phone calls, and there was no phone at home, so many units called his theater.
There are several well-known art troupes and drama troupes in Beijing, as well as several film studios, and everyone speaks very politely, which makes Tang Changyuan's heart moved.
It seems that the future of the son does not belong to this city.
People are polite, and his old son is even more polite, almost all of them talk about the New Year, and they refuse.
"National Repertory Theatre, such a good unit, you don't want to go?" Tang Changchang is angry, in the past, in the Qindao Repertory Troupe, the stage was set up, it was a B corner, and now the national repertory troupe has extended an olive branch, what else do you want!
"Dad, I've already made up my mind for a long time," Tang Qin smiled, but was very stubborn, "Wait, wait." ”
Phone?
There are more than two dozen calls, and there is no phone you are waiting for?
Well, since the son has to wait for the call, Lao Tzu is not going anywhere, and the manager of the theater stays by the telephone all day long, for fear of missing the call that the son is waiting for.
However, he made up his mind to have a good talk with his son in the afternoon.
"Does Comrade Tang Qin live here?" In the midst of the fireworks, two middle-aged people with BJ accents walked into the family courtyard of the Peking Opera Troupe, found Tang Qin's home, and knocked on the door of the Tang family.
"Let me introduce myself, my surname is Ding, and this is Zhang Shaoting, the deputy director of our Beijing Film Studio."
Oh, Tang Changyuan was surprised, the neighbors who came to visit the house stood up, and Zhao Mingli also ran out of the kitchen, wiping her apron with her hand restlessly.
"You're looking for him...... Something? ”
"We went from BJ to Qindao, this matter, we have contacted Comrade Tang Qin before," Zhang Shaoting said with a smile, "We want to transfer Comrade Tang Qin to work in our Beijing Film Studio." ”
Oh, the family courtyard of the Peking Opera Troupe is fried.
BJ Film Studio, what kind of unit is this, the director of the factory is about to celebrate the New Year, and the New Year is not over, so he came to Qindao specifically for Tang Qin.
Tang Chu naturally picked up two stools and handed them to the two people from Beijing Film Studio.
"Get your brother back quickly." Tang Changchang instructed his second daughter, "He just waits for this call." "I didn't wait for the call, and the deputy director of the factory came to the door in person.
"Journey to the West is about to be broadcast, Xiao Tang's performance is obvious to all, and we also know that the young man is also an all-rounder, in the Journey to the West crew, everyone calls him a capable man...... "Zhang Shaoting is very talkative, in this family, he accurately grasps it, and Zhao Mingli's mother seems to be talking and counting.
"Today, I came to officially represent our Beijing Film Studio and invite Comrade Tang Qin to work in our factory, and we can provide ......" He glanced around at the messy and narrow courtyard, "Provide a unit for Comrade Xiao Tang, of course, if Comrade Xiao Qin agrees, he will be designated as a second-level actor after entering Beiying." ”
Units? Second-class actors?
Tang Yuanyuan, who was pouring water for Zhang Shaoting, stopped in mid-air.
Let's not talk about the house, the second-level actor is the deputy senior title, like an associate professor, associate researcher, deputy chief physician, how old is Tang Qin this year, he is only twenty-four years old this year.
A set of buildings, and they are directly set as second-level actors, such generous conditions make the neighbors feel like they are dreaming, is this still the Tang Qin who can't play the A role, and makes Tang Changyuan and Zhao Mingli sigh all day long?
"Director Zhang, you will eat at home in the evening, don't bother, you come all the way from BJ, it's really not easy." Zhao Mingli's joy, this is the leader of the old son in the future, besides, how high the status of movie stars is this year.
Although the movie theater is sluggish, Tang Changchang is very happy, if he can see his son on the big screen in the future, he will be proud, I am afraid not to mention it.
The family talked very happily with the people of Beijing Film Studio, Tang Qin came back, Tang Changyuan's smile froze, this stupid son, like these days, politely and euphemistically rejected the director of the factory.
It wasn't this call that he was waiting for.
"Director Zhang, in fact, now, I don't have much interest in movies, and I even appear in dramas and TV series."
"You lie, you grew up watching movies, and your mother took you to the theater to watch movies when you were breastfeeding," Tang Changchang couldn't sit still, and immediately exposed Tang Qin's old bottom, "Look at the heroes and daughters, don't you also want to be Wang Cheng?" ”
Where is this, Tang Qin looked at the old father with an excited face, you also saw it, in the movie theater, where are there still people now.
"Well, that's the case, everyone has their own ambitions, and they can't be forced," Zhang Shaoting was obviously disappointed, "Then we can only wish you to find a bigger stage, I don't know which unit you want to go to?" ”
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BJ。
As soon as Director Ruan Ruolin entered the TV drama production center, she called Director Huang from the office.
is all in the BJ literary circle, and Zhang Shaoting's running to Qindao for the New Year has also reached her ears.
Actually, don't look at Dream of Red Mansions and Journey to the West, which made directors Wang Fulin and Yang Jie famous, in fact, the old lady is the real person behind the scenes, she simply ordered, "Huang Ming, you take the two of you to Qindao now, yes, take the car, meet Tang Qin, you directly pull him to the center, and the rest of the people stay in Qindao to handle the relationship transfer procedures for him......"
Oh, the old lady made a move, this is going to rob people directly.
Director Huang didn't say anything, and set off directly from BJ fifteen minutes later.
Movies can't do TV, big screens can't do small screens, and studios can't do TV stations.
After driving for more than ten hours, when the car rushed into the Qindao Repertory Theater, Tang Qin was reading the script.
"Let's go, don't look at it," Director Huang grabbed Tang Qin and walked out, provoking a group of people in the repertory troupe to think that Director Huang's house was on fire and wanted to come to Qindao to pull Tang Qin to put out the fire, "Hurry up, follow me back to the stage, the old lady is waiting for you, I can't see you, don't do it as the director of the office." ”
"My bread is ......"
"Buy a new one, and I'll reimburse you." Huang Ming didn't say a word, the three of them picked up Tang Qin and stuffed him into the car, and the car drove out of the Qindao Repertory Theater with a smoke.
It was more than ten hours along the way, and when he got up early in the morning, in the glow of the sun, Tang Qin saw the resolute old lady again.
When the old lady saw Tang Qin, she smiled and said, "Okay, Xiao Tang, you are now the person of the center." ”