"Jing Nian, your sixth uncle is a wolf with a big tail, I have worked with your parents for so many years, can I still take care of you!"

Director Sun said while shaking his hand.

"Thank you, Uncle Sun, when my parents were alive, they always mentioned you, saying that you have outstanding literary talents, and you can write good chalk hand, and you don't need to stroke to write a board newspaper, and your manuscript has been appreciated by the leaders of the ministry many times."

Chen Jingnian nodded yes, and the good words in his mouth came out without hesitation: "I just graduated, and I will be your soldier in the future, if there is anything wrong, you can criticize more." ”

"What's right or wrong, let's not talk about this in our relationship."

Director Sun straightened his clothes, picked up the hat hanging on the hook, and waved his hand after putting it on, "Let's go, I'll take you to the screening group, you follow our screening group Lao Liu to learn to play movies, don't look at Lao Liu's age, and he has old stomach problems and rheumatism, but this movie is not trendy at all." ”

Chen Jingnian turned sideways and asked Director Sun to go first, and after going out, he closed the door and followed out of the office building.

The screening team is not far from the Communications Section, in the wing behind the office building.

Before the two of them entered the building, they heard someone inside humming a small song: "...... There are countless boats and boats in the Sanjiang estuary, and the good spring light has come to both sides of the Yangtze River early....."

Chen Jingnian is very familiar with this lyrics, and he always heard his godfather Zhao Changshun sing it a few years ago, which is a classic excerpt from Hebei Bangzi called "Butterfly Cup".

"This old Liu likes to sing two sentences when he doesn't fiddle with the projector, don't say it, this taste is really enough!"

Director Sun paused in the hallway for a moment, and waited for the people inside to finish singing a short section before pushing the door and walking in.

"Director, you're here!"

"Old Sun."

Two sentences came out of the room, and Chen Jingnian heard that the first sentence was said by Xu Damao.

"Xiao Chen, come, come in."

"Hey."

Chen Jingnian hurriedly walked in under the greeting of Director Sun.

"This is Xiao Chen, a newcomer to our propaganda office, Chen Jingnian, graduated from high school, his parents are also from our factory, the factory arranged him in our screening group, Lao Liu, you take Xiao Chen, let him give you a hand."

Director Sun patted Chen Jingnian on the shoulder and introduced loudly.

"Director, don't worry, we are all from the same hospital."

Xu Damao's pig kidney face smiled into a flower, and he turned his head and said to Chen Jingnian: "Axe, I saw you before, why didn't you tell your brother Xu." ”

"Uncle Liu."

Chen Jingnian just saluted Lao Liu, turned his head and said with a wry smile: "I listened to the leader's arrangement, and I only knew that I was assigned to our propaganda office, Brother Xu." ”

"Okay, let's talk, I'll go back."

"I'll send you, Director!"

Xu Damao maintained a smile with eight teeth exposed, stepped forward to open the door wide, and made a gesture of invitation with both hands.

Chen Jingnian slowed down by half a step, followed Lao Liu to the corridor, and sent Director Sun away.

"I'll go to the back warehouse and ask if the wires are there!"

Xu Damao watched Director Sun go out of the door, turned his head and said a word, and then he was upset.

"Master, you see what I can do."

Chen Jingnian hit the snake on the stick, took half a step back, and asked.

Lao Liu was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal in an instant, and said: "We are all working next to movies, Xiao Chen, you graduated from high school, and you haven't been exposed to these."

"Nope."

"Then let's start with the drying sheets, the weather is good today, you can help me dry the old films."

"Okay."

Chen Jingnian walked into the house while talking to Lao Liu, and under Lao Liu's command, he took out a stack of iron boxes from the cabinet, opened them and handed them to Lao Liu.

Lao Liu took the copy of the film, found the title and pulled out a paragraph, then hung the copy on an arm with a disc on an old-fashioned projector, and passed the film through a series of parts and snapped it on a few gears.

"This is a scrapped SL production of the old May Fourth, our Nanjing Yangtze River 200 is made with reference to it, this is the film transfer board, that is the film version, some people call it different, but they all mean the same thing......"

Lao Liu's voice is smaller than when he sings, his movements are very light, and each step seems to have been rehearsed thousands of times.

As he spoke, he introduced the two arms of the projector, as well as some parts.

Chen Jingnian didn't speak, but nodded again and again.

"Now it's time to dry the film, and I go through the film to see if there's any place where the potion and glue stick together, and then I pour it back. You remember to hold the clip in your left hand and the title in your right hand when you copy it, with the image facing down and the hole in your arms, so that the film is correct......"

Lao Liu shook a handle with his hand as he spoke, and the copy on the film transfer board slowly rotated, and after Lao Liu's calloused hands, the film inside was also transmitted out little by little.

Chen Jingnian stood bent over for a long time, and found that Lao Liu's hands with slightly deformed joints would unconsciously shake slightly, but the film did not move at all.

He turned in a direction and saw that Lao Liu's fingers were blurred, always keeping a slight distance from the film.

"It's my own habit, half of it is to look with my eyes. If I did, I couldn't hold the film with my hands, and that would have worn the film.

But don't open it too much, it should seem to fit in and out of place, so that you can detect some breaks. When the film is actually played, it can also sense the temperature of the film, and if the temperature is high, be careful not to burn the film. ”

Lao Liu Jianghuang's face showed a hint of a smile, and then said: "Copy is the lifeblood of our projectionists, I remember that during the training, my teacher said that copy is worth more than our life, our salary of thirty or forty yuan a month, this new film costs thousands of yuan, so we require that on rainy days, we must first give the copy an umbrella and wear a raincoat, and if we fall, we must protect the copy, so that the copy falls on us." ”

"Got it, master."

Chen Jingnian can understand that people in this era regard work as an extremely important sense of mission, but it is difficult to empathize.

Perhaps this is the biggest generation gap between those who lie flat and the current generation.

After a while, Lao Liu was a little tired and stopped.

Chen Jingnian took out his cigarette case and gave Lao Liu a cigarette.

Then he put the cigarette case back in his pocket, tied the lid of the pocket, and strangled the thought of moving.

After resting for a cigarette, the two continued to dry the sheets, and leisurely made them all morning after talking and asking, and only after drying four copies.

There were still nearly thirty copies in the cabinet that had not been dried.

According to Lao Liu's words, these are just copies of five old movies, and a movie has to use about ten copies, and each copy can show for about ten minutes.

When the bell rang for getting off work at noon, Chen Jingnian followed Lao Liu to take the lunch box back from the boiler room, and the two ate without saying a word.

When Li Mancang came to find Chen Jingnian, Chen Jingnian was holding a hair cake and scooping up steaming cabbage soup, eating happily.

"Seed, just like your father."

Li Mancang glared at Chen Jingnian, turned his head and walked away with the lunch box.

Chen Jingnian smiled, and said to Lao Liu while eating: "Master, my sister is back today, I want to take an hour off in the afternoon, go home early and prepare." ”

"What kind of leave are you asking for, you can go back after eating, the director asked, and I said that you should go to the distribution station to get glue."

Lao Liu took his little finger and picked his teeth with his long nails, and said disapprovingly.

"It's okay to go back early, and you can still learn skills here."

After Chen Jingnian finished speaking, he picked up the lunch box and drank two mouthfuls of vegetable soup.

"It's done!"

After Lao Liu finished eating, he poured some boiling water and soaked the lunch box, drank the water, put the lunch box in his pocket, and then lay on the bench indoors.

Chen Jingnian finished his meal slowly and brushed the lunch box.

Dry your hands, stand in front of Lao Wusi and imitate Lao Liu's appearance, practice installing copies of the projector, and silently recite the operation mantra in his mouth: "Hold the clip in your left hand, hold the title in your right hand, the image is facing down, and the hole in the film is ...... in your arms"

"Axe, don't practice, it's useless!"

Xu Damao walked in in a rage and shouted regardless of it.

Chen Jingnian smelled a faint smell of quicklime on this guy's body, and only said "um" with his nose, but his hand did not stop.

"I still don't believe Brother Xu, this machine is scrapped, one day Brother will teach you to operate the imported projector, the built-in sound player is more than half as light as this......"

Xu Damao even said with a gesture, and got closer to Chen Jingnian.

"Brother Xu, my master is asleep, let's be quiet."

Chen Jingnian quietly turned to the upwind and whispered.

"This is called Master, I still want to teach you!"

Xu Damao smacked his teeth and said in a fake way.

"Hey, hey!"

Chen Jingnian didn't answer, but pursed his lips and smiled.

"Nacheng, I still have to go to the distribution station, let's go first!"

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he glanced at Lao Liu, picked up the canvas pocket, turned around and went out.

Chen Jingnian practiced a few more times, and when he sat down to rest, he found that there was no water in the kettle, so he lifted the kettle and went to the boiler room to get two pots of boiling water.

When the work bell rang in the afternoon, Lao Liu sat up from the bench.

went out to wash his face, and when he came back, he saw Chen Jingnian cleaning up the house, and said, "It's all rough guys, don't pick it up." ”

Chen Jingnian swept the garbage into the handful, looked up and smiled: "I'm idle too, master." ”

"Hmm."

Lao Liu answered, walked to the table, picked up the enamel jar, poured a cup of boiling water, blew twice, pointed to the cabinet in the corner and said, "There is a discarded copy in that drawer, you have nothing to do with it." ”

"Thank you, master! I'll go and take out the garbage first, and I'll practice when I get back. ”

After Chen Jingnian finished speaking, he walked out with a handful.