Later, when he stood in a dimly lit studio, looking at the sand painting table that was projected onto the big screen.

Zhou Yeming only felt that everything around him had disappeared.

Gu Zhengzheng's narration still rings in his ears.

However, on the big screen, the sand paintings created by Jiang Shan's strange hands.

As if to tell him that his thoughts are still tactful.

After painting a set of sand paintings, Jiang Shan hurriedly moved to the next one.

The fine sand on the second painting table is blue sand, and on the sand painting table with white light, only two blue and white porcelain appear one after another.

After that, the third one was even simpler, when the yellow sand spread out showed a map of China.

Jiang Shan grabbed two handfuls of golden sand and carefully scattered a few golden threads.

Suddenly, several golden threads like dragon veins were entrenched on the map and extended to the direction of the Silk Road.

The golden light is thin, but it is especially dazzling in the dark.

At this time, Zhou Yeming had already made a decision.

What is the combination of the wonderful sand painting on the screen and the silk?

Equal to Forex!

Syllable~

Bang Bang Bang ~

When the other staff couldn't help but applaud, Zhou Yeming woke up.

Gu Zhengzheng took the teacup handed over by Zhang Lu and poured a few sips.

looked at Zhou Yeming and asked, "Director Zhou, how is it?" The effect is very good, isn't it? ”

Gu Zhengzheng didn't want to be modest at all.

"The effect is not said," Zhou Yeming had to admire, and looked at Jiang Shan's eyes with brilliance: "It's really a master in the folk." ”

Jiang Shan smiled simply and kindly: "This is inseparable from the encouragement and help given to me by my comrades." ”

The two leaders nodded at the same time.

"Your hand," Zhou Yeming raised his hands and grabbed them in the air, and asked, "How long have you been practicing?" ”

Jiang Shan told the truth: "I have practiced for many years. ”

"Hmm~"

Zhou Yeming believes that the process during this period must be very difficult.

After that, the two leaders discussed with Jiang Shan for a while and said, "Then Comrade Xiao Jiang will go to rest for a while, and it will be officially recorded in 20 minutes." ”

Record, then dub the soundtrack, and finally edit and produce.

Jiang Shan knew that according to such a plan, he would not be able to go back to Pujiang today.

"Chief Gu," Jiang Shan said to Gu Zhengzheng, "I want to call home." ”

Gu Zhengzheng also thought of this layer and said, "Let's go, let's go together, I will also call the station." ”

……

Jiang Shan picked up the phone, and the first one broadcast it to Jiang's father's fourth workshop.

"Hey," it happened to be Jiang Xiangnan who answered the phone, he was standing in the duty room of the workshop at this time, and asked, "This is the fourth workshop, which one are you?" ”

Dad Jiang's familiar voice came.

For a while, Jiang was a little hot-eyed, he was not such a person: "Dad, it's me." ”

Dad Jiang was a little surprised: "Xiaoshan? You called me from Yanjing? ”

Jiang Xiangnan said very loudly, if it weren't for the machine turning, it is estimated that his voice could be heard in the entire fourth workshop.

"Yes, I'm on Yanjing TV," the corners of Jiang Shan's mouth curled unconsciously.

Gu Zhengzheng, who was sitting on the other side of the desk, also laughed.

"Dad," Jiang Shan said, "I'm going to paint a few pictures on Yanjing TV, and I'll have to go back a day late." ”

"The TV station over there in Yanjing also asked you to paint?" Dad Jiang didn't expect Jiang Shan to have that ability, so he hurriedly said:

"This is an opportunity for you to get closer to the organization, you must draw well, don't worry about home."

Jiang Shan held the earpiece and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, I will definitely get closer." How's it going at home? Those bell bottoms are selling well, aren't they? ”

As soon as he mentioned this, Jiang Xiangnan was a little reluctant, but his voice was still loud: "After you left, the factory didn't let you sell it anymore." ”

"Why," in fact, Jiang Shan had already thought that there would be such a day: "Director Wu didn't speak for you?" ”

"There's no way, several shopping malls in Pujiang have come to ask for goods from the factory," Speaking of this, Jiang's father was quite happy: "Director Wu is really good this time, and he gave each of our four workshops a bonus of 400 yuan." ”

"That's not bad," plus the previous two hundred yuan, Jiang Shan felt that his parents were happy enough for a while, and hurriedly asked, "Did you buy the TV?" ”

"Don't mention it," Jiang's father said: "The ticket given by your factory director is 12 inches, and your mother disagrees, so she is only willing to buy a 9-inch TV." ”

Jiang Shan must not accept such a small size: "This time, you can't let your mother go, you have to buy a 12-inch TV." ”

Dad Jiang said, "I'll buy it when you come back, she will listen to what you say." ”

Jiang Shan nodded: "Okay, that's it." ”

As soon as the phone here was hung up, Jiang Shan heard a voice beside him: "May I ask which department are you comrades?" ”

Jiang Shan looked up and was directly stunned.

Gu Zhengzheng, who was sitting on the other side of the desk, also looked up at this strange gay man, and always felt that he had heard his voice somewhere:

"I'm Gu Zhengzheng, the director of Pujiang TV."

"Oh, hello Director Gu," after knowing Gu Zhengzheng's identity, the other party smiled politely: "You guys are on the phone, then I'll come back later." ”

It turned out to be his desk.

After Jiang Shan saw the other party leaving, he hurriedly said to Gu Zhengzheng: "Gu Tai, what do you think of the voice of the person just now?" ”

Gu Zhengzheng looked at the back of the other party leaving, and said, "Yes, better than me." ”

"Stronger?" Jiang Shan couldn't help but pout: "You didn't hear who he was?" ”

Gu Zhengzheng asked: "I just said that I seem to have heard it somewhere, who is he?" ”

Before Jiang Shan could reply, he heard a female comrade in the office laugh and say: "He is the announcer who hosts the news program, Zhao Zhongxiang." ”

"Oh," Gu Zhengzheng suddenly realized: "I also remembered you when you reminded me like this." ”

In 1978, the host of the news series only heard his voice, but did not see him.

At this point in time, the announcer in the news series is the national treasure-level host Zhao Zhongxiang.

Jiang Shan himself didn't expect that there was a teacher Zhao Zhongxiang in this world.

In the next second, he suddenly thought of something: "Gutai, the narration of our Silk Road advertisement is not as good as ......"

Before Jiang Shan's words were finished, Gu Zhengzheng slapped his thigh: "I'll go find Zhou Yeming right away." ”

……

Finally, when night fell, when the sand painting table appeared on the screen again, Mr. Zhao's narration also sounded at the same time:

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

Not to mention how pleasant it is!

Jiang Shan, who was sitting outside the recording studio, couldn't say a word of excitement.

"Xiao Jiang," at this time, Gu Zhengzheng walked to his side: "Both advertisements have been passed." ”

Jiang Shan turned his head to look at him and said, "Have they all been tried?" ”

"It's okay, it's still waiting to be used outside,"

Gu Zhengzheng glanced at Jiangshan and laughed: "Xiao Jiang, this time I have made meritorious service again, I will return to Pujiang tomorrow night, where do you want to go around?" ”

"I am a brick of the organization, and I will move it wherever I need it," Jiang Shan said with a smile.

"But if time comes, I want to go to the Yenching History Museum."