Just as he was thinking, the door was pushed open.

Huang Hua, who was tiptoeing, twisted the doorknob and came in to take a look: "Huh? How did you wake up? ”

Jiang Shan snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and said, "I didn't fall asleep at all." ”

Saying this, Huang Hua thought to himself, he had obviously heard the snoring of the country before.

In the next second, Huang Hua suddenly realized something, this Xiao Jiang couldn't be smoking, right?

hurriedly persuaded: "Comrade Xiao Jiang, what I just said, don't worry about it." ”

Jiang Shan nodded: "I'm relieved." ”

"Tsk," Huang Hua felt that the bell had to be tied to the bell: "Do you know how much salary can the college students assigned to Yanjing TV this year get?" ”

How do you know: "How much?" ”

Huang Hua said: "38 yuan per month, 32 catties of food stamps." ”

"Don't fool me," Jiang Shan was a little unconvinced.

The number of workers in their newspaper's printing shop is about the same, and this includes the master craftsmen who make plates, even higher.

"Why am I fooling you?"

Huang Hua took out a small blue notebook from his bag and said slowly:

"It's different with the radio station next door, you can get 45 yuan in the first year, and even more in the second year."

"Oh," Jiang Shan nodded: "It's a little higher than the TV station." ”

"Taller?" Huang Hua smiled: "You haven't seen the bonus of the radio station yet!" ”

In 1978, the average annual income of state-owned units in Yanjing was 700 yuan, and the comrades of Yanjing TV were obviously represented.

Today's Yanjing TV is still very young.

There is no comparison with the big brother of the radio station, and the two brother units share a boiling water room.

Every time I hear comrades from the radio station talking about bonuses in the pantry, the comrades from the TV station don't even want to drink hot water.

And those comrades who used to work in radio stations and were later forced to work in television stations are even more miserable!

"So," Huang Hua continued to settle down: "The treatment of your translation factory is still very good." ”

Jiang Shan didn't say anything, he saw Huang Hua holding his notebook and writing non-stop, and said strangely: "Brother Hua, it's so late, what are you writing?" ”

Huang Hua said unhurriedly: "Write a diary." ”

Jiang Shan: "Diary? ”

"Yes, I can't sleep if I don't write for a day," Huang Hua suddenly looked up at Jiang Shan and said with a smile: "Comrade Xiao Jiang, your hand tonight has helped me solve a problem." ”

Jiang Shan absentmindedly prepared to sleep: "What problem? Advertising again. ”

"How did you guess," Huang Hua closed his notebook and said:

"A while ago, a state-owned wood screen factory in Pujiang City asked our company to help make an external advertisement, but we couldn't think of any good way."

Jiang Shan yawned: "I thought of it now?" ”

"Of course," Huang Hua smiled:

"Thanks to you, after seeing your sand painting today, I am going to sprinkle a thick layer of sawdust on a wood carving screen, and then when I shoot it, I blow it violently with a strong wind, revealing the beautifully carved screen below......

Jiangshan is too sleepy, and he has been struggling hard.

Hearing this, he opened his eyes: "Don't say it, I can already imagine that picture." ”

Huang Hua seemed to be encouraged, and said excitedly: "When the screen buried in a piece of sawdust shows its original form, oops, the more I think about it, the more beautiful it feels." ”

Jiang Shan smiled and closed his eyes, this Huang Hua is a talent, and he will be able to draw inferences from each other immediately.

……

"The sailing ship comes to the east, and the porcelain goes to the west......"

Jiang Shan, who was sleeping in a daze, grabbed the quilt and covered his head.

How do I feel that as soon as I close my eyes, I am woken up.

On the other bed, Huang Hua didn't mean to get up.

Knock knock

The door of 305 was kept held by the ancient director: "Did the comrades inside hear it, and they all went downstairs to gather." ”

About 10 minutes later, Gu Zhengzheng and Zhang Lu, who were standing on the side of the street, finally saw two comrades wearing unboxed hats coming over.

"Gu Taichang," Jiang Shan glanced at Gu Zhengzheng, full of energy: "You are in a good mood today." ”

"That's," Gu Zhengzheng led them and walked into the state-run snack bar together: "It's been a long time since I've been so energetic, after breakfast, let's practice a few more times." ”

Jiang Shan and Huang Hua smiled and nodded together.

In the next second, a smell of rancid rags wafted over.

Jiang Shan quickly stood up and took the two bowls in Zhang Lu's hands...... Bean juice.

After thinking about it, they all rested in front of Huang Hua.

Huang Hua suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe.

Looking at the green bean juice in front of him, Gu Zhengzheng also frowned: "Why are you ordering this?"

Zhang Lu was a little embarrassed and said, "I want everyone to taste Yanjing's special snacks." ”

Comrade Zhang Lu has a heart, and then look at the faces of several people present.

Apparently, they all ate this "famous" snack.

Huang Hua pushed the bowl back of Jiangshan: "Taste it, don't live up to Comrade Xiao Zhang's kindness." ”

Jiang Shan didn't dare to show his teeth when he smiled.

I remember that a comrade once said: Who said that Yanjing people love to eat this thing? That's a tiny minority.

Most of the real supporters of Yanjing bean juice still come from curious outsiders entering Beijing.

For example, Zhang Lu.

This year, since it is served on the table, it cannot be wasted.

Jiang Shan took a bite of the coke circle, and then picked up the bean juice, hey, I'll go, I can't smell it.

Close your eyes and take a sip and savor its front, middle and back notes.

I didn't dare to open my mouth for fear of spitting it out.

For breakfast, everyone ate hideously, Gu Zhengzheng glanced at Zhang Lu several times, and was so frightened that Zhang Lu poured bean juice.

In the end, he was the only one who had an empty bowl.

Obviously, the breakfast didn't go well, but the rehearsal went very smoothly.

After going along a few more times, Jiang Shan couldn't help but praise: "Director Gu, how do I feel that you can take off the script and narrate."

Gu Zhengzheng nodded: "It should be eight or nine." ”

Looking at Jiangshan again this time, Gu Zhengzheng comforted him:

"Don't be nervous when you go to the TV station in a while, you have already fired the first shot of "Famous Paintings" before, and now you will also fire the second shot of "Silk Advertisement", and in the future, maybe there will be 3456 waiting for us."

Jiang Shan nodded heavily: "Don't worry, Gutai, as long as you give an order, I will rush out with a machine gun." ”

Gu Tai Chang waved his hand, and this time he was also out of the way: "Let's go." ”

In addition to him, the three people behind him each held a sand painting table in their hands.

When I came to the door of the guest house, the Shanghai car arranged by Yanjing TV was already waiting on the side of the road.

It was on the way to Yanjing TV station.

Zhou Yeming, on the other side, was also busy directing in a recording studio.

Last night, listening to Director Gu's long introduction, Zhou Yeming still kept his face confused.

But from the excited voice of Director Gu, he seemed to have a premonition that something unusual was happening.