Jiang Yang took the subway back to the company alone.

There were very few people in the car.

He listened to the song, in a daze, and suddenly thought of a question, why did that teacher Wang exile himself.

Just because my daughter died, I'm afraid that I will hurt my mind by seeing things?

It's kind of weird.

They just asked, Mr. Wang has a daughter of Wang Zheng, after his divorce, his lover remarried, more than 30 years have passed, the principal doesn't know where she is, and he forgot her name, and now the only person who can inquire about the news is Mr. Wang.

The name of Han Po Pass is easy to remember.

Regarding the name of the town, Jiang Yang still remembers two words.

He searched for the words "village" and "town", and he found it.

Jiang Yang looked at this address and thought for a long time, wondering if to go for a letter.

Then I wanted to give up.

Some memories are better not to recall.

Jiang Yang dialed the phone with his thumb, intending to exit the browser, who knew that the hand slipped, did not exit the browser, but let the browser slide, Jiang Yang was about to try again, and suddenly saw a news under this keyword, reporting that a teacher was teaching in a poor area, a teaching is more than 20 years, this teacher Wang also paid his own salary to buy books for students.

This news is a draft issued by the local financial media.

Not a lot of views.

If Jiang Yang hadn't searched with this keyword, he probably wouldn't have seen this manuscript.

Perhaps, you can ask Uncle Wang to send a book over to try?

At this moment, the subway reported the station, and Jiang Yang is now very familiar with the name of this platform, and he feels like returning to his home. It's strange to think about people, when I used to be crowded in an apartment, this city was always unfamiliar, but now that I have a home, I immediately feel at home.

After getting out of the subway, Jiang Yang went back to the company directly.

Li Qingning is not in the company.

The car stopped at the mouth of the alley, Li Qingning led Xu Fan to get out of the car, walked a few hundred meters along the alley, and after reaching the end, Li Qingning pointed to the theater with a small square, "That's it." ”

Xu Fan looked left and right, "It's a little biased." ”

This small theater is in the alley, the alley is less than two meters wide, and it is far away from the subway station, the only thing that is gratifying is that there is a bus stop at the mouth of the alley, and you can go directly to the subway station by bus.

Li Qingning took off his sunglasses, "Just this lot, what else do you want a bicycle?" ”

"That's right."

Xu Fan looked back at her, "Where did you learn this witticism?" ”

Li Qingning raised his eyebrows, "I learned it from my husband." ”

Xu Fan was convinced, "Can you not talk about your husband all day long." ”

She looked up and saw that this small theater was a four-story building, which was originally an activity center for the elderly, and now after it is rebuilt into a theater, it is still a chess and card room for elderly activities.

Xu Fan thinks that if Jiangyang drama is really successful, it would be good to develop this place into a cultural space.

"Let's talk about it."

Li Qingning didn't think about it so much.

This theater belongs to Uncle Wang's unit, and she doesn't expect to make money from this drama, so let Jiang Yang be a toy.

They walked towards the theater.

Xu Fan is here to report today.

She called when Li Qingning was skateboarding with Jiang Yang in the morning.

She couldn't come by herself, and then said to the director, Li Qingning let me come.

There is no performance now, it is quiet in front of the door, and there is a person doing homework on the table in the box office.

It was Zhang Zhu.

"Idol!"

Zhang Zhu was very happy to see Li Qingning, and jumped out, she was on summer vacation, and she was guarding the door here.

She led Li Qingning and them in.

Because it will be officially staged tomorrow, the drama is doing the final rehearsal, and the lighting and music are also doing the final adjustment.

From time to time, the stone observes the lighting effects as the actors move.

Li Qingning and Xu Fan stood at the back and watched.

Xu Fan commented: "A few actors who play the uncle are okay, and the other ones are doing the worst, and the nurse is the worst." ”

Don't say the lines, she needs to improve her vocal music.

Drama actors rarely use microphones in small theaters, relying entirely on human voices, and must ensure that the audience in the last row can hear clearly, and this nurse can't.

"Then you take her." Li Qingning said.

She knew that Xu Fan would not stay here for too long, and when she had the opportunity to get involved in film and television, she would leave.

Xu Fan: "More salary?" ”

Li Qingning said: "You are the highest performance fee." ”

Shi saw them at this time, interrupted the performance, and asked Li Qingning to go over and say a few words, after Li Qingning introduced Xu Fan to them, he said goodbye, and when he came out of the small theater, she met Uncle Wang.

They chatted a few words about Jiangyang, and then Uncle Wang talked about this small theater.

Their unit belongs to the cultural unit of the district, and although it has been sluggish in recent years, it is also actively looking for changes.

In the near future, the district plans to set up a special guidance fund to promote the renovation of the theater in the district, repertoire support, etc., and create a drama ecology and cultural brand in the district.

They thought about it and decided to walk on two legs, one was to push the traditional drama of their unit; The second is to support small theaters, and promote Jiangyang's drama as a unit to support and incubate drama projects.

So tomorrow's premiere is important.

Of course, even if the leader likes it, it doesn't count.

They still have to compete with many large and small cultural units in the district, and it depends on the district whether they succeed or not.

Li Qingning understood.

She thanked Uncle Wang and led Sister Xia back to the car.

***

Jiang Yang returned to the company and was very happy to see Zhou Hao.

Bailian's contract has been signed, and it is time to start construction after the Jiangyang plan is approved by Bailian.

More than Bailian.

He also received a new advertisement, Zhou Hao said: "Public service announcement film for traffic safety. ”

Jiang Yang was surprised: "Another public service announcement?" ”

This is the third of the year.

Zhou Hao said: "Recommended by Kyoto TV. ”

As soon as he said this, Jiang Yang understood.

Zhou Hao has a relationship with Kyoto TV, and Jiang Yang's plan is similar to "Tan Talks Traffic", which allows Kyoto TV to cooperate with the transportation department, and when the transportation department has needs, it is logical to recommend them.

Zhou Hao said: "This time it is a small advertisement, which is short and concise, mainly to promote pedestrian road safety. ”

"Oh."

Jiang Yangxin said that it was fortunate that he didn't follow Uncle Wang to grab the green light in the morning, this is going to be exposed, and the business is yellow.

"That's a lot of work now."

Jiang Yang sat down, he had to shoot the MV, and he had to shoot two commercials.

Zhou Hao said: "Bailian advertising is not in a hurry. ”

Such a big advertisement for the 40th anniversary is not at all ten days and half a month that can be filmed, they do a good job of planning and creativity, and after submitting it to the customer, the customer will also designate an actor, "By the way, the customer specially mentioned it, and it must reflect the vitality of Bailian." ”

Don't be old-fashioned because of 40 years.

"Don't worry."

Jiang Yang has already written out the idea, and the specific details, he didn't live forty years ago, and he didn't live ten years ago, so in the advertisement, the little boy cut out what words from the packaging of the product, and it was up to Jiang Chen to make a confession.

Zhou Hao took the idea and read it first, "Late first love? ”

After he finished reading it, "Jiang Ye, six!" ”