He remembered very seriously, and when Huang Hua was lyrical, he didn't forget to quickly roll up the cake and stuff it into his mouth.

This scene fell in the eyes of the ancient chief, who immediately picked up the mushu meat and dialed a small half plate into the small plate of Jiangshan.

Just now, Jiang Shan's stunned appearance in the conference room was exactly the same as the expression he had when he first told him about the "quit smoking" advertisement.

"Comrade Xiao Jiang,"

As soon as Huang Hua's words were received, Director Gu immediately asked, "Are you ready to design a silk advertisement?" ”

Jiang Shan nodded while eating: "I have some ideas, but I still need to collect some more information." ”

"Say," Gu Taichang's chopsticks were put aside: "What do you want to know?" ”

Jiangshan: "Dunhuang and the Silk Road, I want to know." ”

Director Gu picked up the chopsticks again: "Then hurry up and eat, and take you to the Yanjing Library after eating." ”

Jiang Shan's eyes lit up, yes, how did he forget Yan Tu.

Yenching Library

Through the wooden borrowing desk, Jiang Shan took a thick stack of books from the hands of the librarian.

After that, when he sat down and opened the first page of the table of contents, he completely entered the "silk road".

……

Gu Zhengzheng looked up at Jiangshan, and then looked down at his watch.

More than an hour has passed, what is Comrade Xiao Jiang looking for?

Closed the "Unilateral Angry Death Famous Doctor" in his hand, stood up and slowly walked behind Jiang Shan.

Looking down, I saw Jiang Shan writing in his notebook:

[In 1961, the Maijishan Grottoes Buddha was included in the first batch of cultural relics protection units,

Jiaohe Ancient City Tallinn, Kizil Front Buddha Cave, Big Wild Goose Pagoda ......】

"...... are you?" Gu Zhengzheng looked at the record in his notebook: "Isn't this still the Silk Road?" ”

I thought that Jiangshan would have some unique design, but I didn't expect to follow the old road.

"That's right," Jiang Shan himself was laughing, and after closing the last book, he said, "Okay, it's almost, I can't draw more." ”

It turned out that I was going to draw the Silk Road!

Before, the Pujiang Decoration Company painted a lot, not to mention painting, and two years ago, it specially invited experts to carve a stone painting.

It took so much effort, and I didn't see much splash.

Gu Zhengzheng's heart was a little disappointed, thinking that Comrade Xiao Jiang could give himself another surprise.

Forget it, he thinks it's funny when he thinks about it, how can it be so easy.

"Let's go, Chief Gu."

Jiang Shan put on his hat and rushed to the guest house with Gu Zhengzheng.

When they pushed open the door of 305, Huang Hua and Zhang Lu from the Propaganda Department were already waiting in the room.

"Brother Hua," Jiang Shan asked Huang Hua, "have all the materials been found?" ”

Huang Hua hugged his large porcelain jar: "I'll do something, don't worry." ”

Zhang Lu also nodded: "Pujiang Decoration Company has an office in Yanjing, Manager Huang made a phone call, and the comrades in the office quickly sent what you wanted." ”

After getting along with the TV station for a while, Jiangshan absolutely believes in Huang Hua's ability to do things: "I knew that I couldn't be wrong to ask for help." ”

Huang Hua was a little embarrassed to be praised, and said with a smile: "Comrade Xiao Jiang, what do you want to do with these things?" ”

Jiang Shan was silent, and the temperature outside seemed to be lower than when they came.

At this moment, he had to hurry up and get himself moving.

It is said to be a guest house, but the standard of a radio and television guest house is not low.

Two single beds, two circle chairs, a set of low cabinets, and a round coffee table.

Except that there is no writing desk that Jiangshan wants, almost all of them are ready.

There was no way, Jiang Shan operated directly on the bed.

The sturdy cardboard is glued into a rectangular base 1 meter long, 60 centimeters wide and about 15 centimeters high.

Connect two sets of 8-watt small fluorescent tubes to the bottom of the carton with wires.

Finally, a piece of white glass, about the same length and width, is placed on top of the cardboard box.

"What is this," Zhang Lu asked first.

Huang Hua: "Isn't this a light box?" ”

When Jiang Shan wrote down the materials and handed them to him, Huang Hua's first thought was the light box.

Unexpectedly, Jiangshan really made a light box.

"I knew I did it for you," Huang Hua was also a little disappointed, he had made all the more advanced light boxes than this.

Gu Taichang accompanied Shangbeitu, and he and Zhang Lu prepared materials together.

I thought Jiangshan could make something unexpected, but I didn't expect it to be this?

Looking at everything in front of me, I thought about what I was like in the library before.

Director Gu had completely guessed Comrade Xiao Jiang's thoughts.

Draw a lightbox for the Silk Road!

"By the way, Comrade Jiangshan," Zhang Lu suddenly thought of something: "What's the use of all this sand you want?" ”

At this time, it was already six o'clock in the evening, and Jiang Shan took a box of fine sand in Zhang Lu's hand.

After closing the thick velveteen curtains of the guest house, push away all the clutter on the single bed.

"Comrade Zhang Lu," Jiang Shan said politely, "help me turn off the lights." ”

At the same time that the fluorescent tube overhead went out, the two fluorescent tubes in the light box flashed a few times and lit up.

In the darkness, a simple sand painting table with white light appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

At the same time that Gu Zhengzheng frowned, Jiang Shan sprinkled all the fine sand in his hand on the sand painting table.

In the next second, he said slowly:

"The prosperity of the world is just a sand and a world, all the way for thousands of years."

Then, under Gu Zhengzheng's increasingly round gaze,

The ten dark fingers of the country flickered, opened, scattered, and rolled on the sand painting table

In the last second, I used my finger as a pen to draw dots in the fine sand,

In the next second, the three fingers were slightly twisted, and they were slightly sprinkled on the sand table......

It's just a few tens of seconds of effort, on the only rectangular light source in the room.

A series of sand dunes appeared, and an official dressed in a Han Dynasty official uniform and riding on a horse rode forward.

Jiang Shan's fingertips continued to wander, and a few seconds later, the scepter in the official's hand announced his identity.

Soon, in room 305, the three people except Jiang Shan had their eyes trembling slightly and their breathing quickened.

Just now, it was just a scattered sand, and it only took a few tens of seconds to turn it into a painting.

However, when they just saw who was coming, Jiang Shan had already leveled "him" with one hand.

The three of them almost blurted out, they really wanted to take another closer look.

This sand painting is even more delicate than what they drew with a pen.

However, it has been restored to a mess of sand.

"Silkworms come out of the East, and silk spreads to the Western Regions......"

Jiangshan's voice sounded again.

The hand rises and falls, turning ten fingers, such as a hundred strokes.

A plate of loose sand, regathered and spread,

Then, an hourglass appeared on the white-lit table.

Jiangshan, one-handed micro-roll, this hourglass actually presents the illusion of rotation.

In front of everyone's eyes, the sand grains in the hourglass slipped diligently from top to bottom.

The effect was so shocking that Huang Hua unconsciously shed a tear.

The picture brushed away again, and the strange hands moved around the entire painting table,

JYG, Big Wild Goose Pagoda, Crescent Spring, Mogao Grottoes Nine-story Pagoda......

"Papermaking, printing, sailing ships to the east, porcelain to the west......"

At this time, in Gu Zhengzheng's mind, the voice of the country seemed to come from the long history.

"Camel Bell Ancient Road Silk Road, Huma still hears the Tang and Han winds......"

The cold hair stood and fell, fell and stood upside down, and a bolt of lightning invaded the depths of the bone marrow......