"But he put all his mind on the mural of "Nezha and the Sea", Huang Yongyu had a thick smile on the corner of his mouth: "If you don't pay attention, the other one will have an accident." ”

"Smashed the painting?"

"The painting is gone," Huang Yongyu spread his hands and smiled.

"Huh?"

"That's right," Shao Fulin explained for him:

"One of these paintings is a mural called "Hymn to Life", which depicts the pomp and circumstance of the Songkran Festival of the Dai people, and it was almost painted originally."

But the painter Yuan Yunsheng took the students through the window and "took off" the clothes of the three Dai girls on the mural.

Jiang Shan's eyes lit up: "Is this okay?" ”

"Definitely not," Huang Yongyu continued: "This Yuan Yunsheng, when he handed in the design drawings, he made a heart, he drew a line on the chest of the three people, and Lao Zhang thought it was a skirt. ”

Later, when it was almost finished, Yuan Yunsheng immediately collected the thread and added some art that he wanted to express the most.

Thus, the first public building body art was born after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The more Jiang Shan listened, the happier he became: "Then what should I do, can I still draw back?" ”

"Draw back?" Huang Yongyu pursed his lips and shook his head: "No matter how persuaded by the above, this Yuan Yunsheng won't even give people a pair of shorts." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Shan looked at Huang Yongyu with a smile: "If it were you, would you do this?" ”

Huang Yongyu turned his face to Shao Fulin: "Will you?" ”

Shao Fulin shook his head: "I am not in the same department as him. ”

"That's right," Huang Yongyu immediately found the direction: "He and I are not the same style, will you change you?" ”

The topic was thrown back again.

"I don't have the guts." Jiang Shan shook his hand decisively.

The point is that I don't like to draw this myself.

Not long after eating in the guest house, the little jeep contacted by Huang Yongyu came.

The three of them talked and laughed all the way until they came to the front of the "Hymn to Life......

"It's so well drawn!" Huang Yongyu narrowed his eyes with emotion.

"It's good, but ...... It is estimated that it is impossible to issue stamps. ”

"Don't turn everything into a small party."

"Hehe, no way, maybe it's a professional habit."

The two old friends studied the mural for a while, only to find that the figure of Jiangshan was gone.

"Hey, what about that kid?" Huang Yongyu turned his face and asked.

"I don't know," Shao Fulin also looked back: "Is he embarrassed to look at it?" ”

"Who hasn't seen this!"

"Found it, there," Shao Fulin pointed into the distance.

At this moment, Jiangshan is standing in front of the giant mural of "Nezha and the Sea".

Different from the imported acrylic pigments in "Hymn to Life", "Nezha and the Sea" uses all traditional Chinese painting pigments.

Shin Yucheng, a veteran artist who has painted murals for the Lama Temple, is coloring the Korean paper used for the murals.

Printing and dyeing, impasto, dry erase, inkjet painting...... The techniques are so rich that they are dazzling.

The part that has been painted is thick and heavy, like lacquer and porcelain.

The chief designer Zhang Ding gave a death order at the beginning, and all the color grading work was completed by Shen Yucheng alone, and the second person was not allowed to interfere.

"It's finally an eye-open," Jiang Shante was excited at this meeting: "Teacher Huang, fortunately, you brought me in to have a look." ”

"Don't say it's you," Huang Yongyu was also studying on the side: "It's the first time I've seen it." ”

"Xiao Jiang," Shao Fulin reminded, "that line...... Do you want to watch it? ”

"Of course it depends," Jiang Shan silently turned around and headed for his destination.

These three Dai women in the Songkran Festival were born and became the focus.

The big leader once joked that he wanted his subordinates to print more and sell them abroad to earn foreign exchange.

After that, it also became a vane for Fok Yingdong to pay attention to domestic policy dynamics.

For a long time, every time he arrived at Yanjing Airport, he had to make sure that the painting was still there.

If it's still open, it means it's still open to invest.

"Did you bring those two owls back?" Jiangshan really wants to see it.

Huang Yongyu put on a posture like a master of the Yamen: "Do you want to see "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"? ”

"I want to think about everything, I want to think about everything."

"Let's go," Huang Yongyute said simply: "I'll go to my house to play." ”

At this moment, Zhou Yeming, deputy director of Yanjing TV, finally contacted Gu Zhengzheng: "What are you busy with, Lao Gu, I've been looking for you for a long time." ”

"What else can you be busy with," as soon as Director Gu heard the voice, he knew who the other party was: "Isn't it all about the weather forecast recently, and your station is also fast, right?" ”

"The preparations for the weather forecast have been handed over to the meteorological observatory," Zhou Yeming couldn't handle it.

CCTV's weather forecast has a high degree of difficulty and must be handled by professionals.

"Let me ask you something," it seems, Zhou Yeming is still quite anxious: "In the movie "Nezha and the Sea", a videotape of a painter playing the piano around Gong Lao, can you send me a disc?" ”

"No problem, I'll send it to you in a moment."

"Old Gu, I didn't expect you to start paying attention to film and television news now?"

The first time he saw the news broadcast of Pujiang Station, Zhou Yeming was immediately stunned by the interview picture inside.

This is the first behind-the-scenes production of a movie to be put on the screen in China.

I didn't expect it to look so interesting.

Even Zhou Yeming, who is an industry insider, has a good taste.

"That's right," Gu Zhengzheng has been proud of this news recently:

"I have to thank Xiao Jiang for this, before he went to the American Film Studio for an interview, he mentioned it to me by the way, and I quickly asked the photographer to carry the machine and go over."

"Xiao Jiang? Landscape. ”

"Yes, he just arrived in Yanjing today," Gu Zhengzheng continued, "It seems that he has gone to interview some movie that is being filmed again." ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhou Yeming hurriedly asked, "Which movie?" You just tell me where Jiangshan is! ”

"Where do I know where to go?" Gu Zhengzheng smiled bitterly.

Recently, the idea of transferring Jiangshan to Pujiang TV has become stronger and stronger.

After putting down the phone, Zhou Yeming, who picked up a white porcelain cup, slowly paced to the window of the office:

This Xiao Jiang, every time he comes to Yanjing, he doesn't know how to sit on the TV station for a while.

I was thinking about how to find out the contact information of the other party, when suddenly the phone on the desk rang again.

"Hey,"

"Chief Zhou, there is a young man surnamed Jiang at the gate who wants to see you, and he said that he is from Pujiang."

"Heh," Zhou Yeming couldn't help laughing: "You let him in." ”

A few minutes later, a young man with a small head walked into the office of the deputy director.

"Director Zhou," Jiang Shan's smile was still sunny: "I'm bothering you again." ”

At this time, Zhou Yeming, who was sitting on the sofa, beckoned to him: "The tea has been brewed for you." ”

"You're so polite." Jiang Shan sat down with a smile.

"The young man is getting more and more energetic," Zhou Yeming looked at Jiangshan with a smile: "What have you been busy with lately?" ”

"It's still the newspaper thing, this time I went to Yanjing to meet two teachers, one of whom you should know, the one from the Guangzhou-Zhou Painting Institute."

"Oh, come to me, he's also coming to Yanjing?"

"Teacher Huang lives in Yanjing."

"I see."

"Director Zhou," Jiang Shan was not going to go around in circles anymore: "I have something else to ask you about this time." ”

Zhou Yeming was waiting for him here: "You say." ”

"Can you help me contact Wang Haowei from Yanjing Film Factory?"

"You want to interview her?" Zhou Yeming is also always paying attention to the dynamics of Yan Film Studio: "As far as I know, her movie is not very good." ”

Before the release, it was indeed not very optimistic.

After the film was approved, the crew of "Look at This Family" didn't even have a fixed camera.

Every time, I have to wait for the rest of the crew to be idle before I can use it for a while.

Jiang Shan didn't expect Director Zhou to know about these things: "Director Wang is shooting a comedy movie this time, and our newspaper is quite interested." ”

"Oh, so you thought so," Zhou Yeming nodded slowly: "Yes, I'll help you get in touch." ”

"That's the best," Jiang Shan thanked: "Actually, I can also interview them myself, but I'm afraid that others will ignore me." ”

"Hahaha," Zhou Yeming pointed at him with a smile: "Don't worry, there are reporters who come to interview, and it's too late for them to be happy." ”

"I'm up to you anyway."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another knock on the office door.

After a "please come in", a gay man in a dark gray shirt walked in.

"Zhou Tai, when will our crew's matter be resolved?"

Jiang Shan was directly stunned when he saw it, and stood up as soon as possible.

At this time, Zhou Yeming had already walked between the two with a smile: "Let me introduce you, this is Wang Fulin, the director of our Taiwan drama group." ”

"Hello Director Wang," Jiang Shan introduced himself: "I am a reporter from Oriental Metropolis Daily, Jiang Shan. ”

"Hello, Reporter Jiang," Wang Fulin said politely: "Welcome to our Yanjing TV station." ”

"Thank you."

After a brief greeting, Wang Fulin's brows furrowed again.

He looked at Zhou Yeming and said unceremoniously: "Zhou Tai, take advantage of your time here, come over with me to take a look." ”

After speaking, he couldn't help but pick up Zhou Yeming and walked out.

Jiang Shan didn't say a word, and hurriedly followed.

After going down two floors, the three of them came to a small room of about 10 square meters.

"This room is currently the props room of our crew,"

said that it was a props room, but in fact, it was a few old yellow military uniforms that were not lost on two tables and chairs.

There were several prop guns piled up on the wall, Jiang Shan picked up one of them, and made a few gestures.

Wang Fulin, who was on the side, smiled bitterly: "Have you seen it, this is the military uniform I borrowed from all my connections." ”

At this time, Zhou Yeming picked up one piece on the table and looked left and right: "Alas, the funds for your crew really can't be increased, and you also know that "There is a Youth" only cost a few hundred yuan. ”

"He's a modern drama," Wang Fulin emphasized: "The actors provided by the film academy for free are filmed in their own homes, and the most important thing is how to compare it with my "Eighteen Years in the Enemy Camp" series. ”

"And what do you want me to do?" As soon as Zhou Yeming heard "money" now, his head was big.

"No matter what," Wang Fulin said in a reluctant, "You have to help me borrow a few more decent National-Party-military uniforms." ”

In the prop room that followed, it was so quiet that I almost lost the needle.

In 1979, the Yenching TV station had just established a drama group with very poor conditions.

There is neither a professional production department nor a professional production team in Taili.

The only art team knows how to do journalism.

Not to mention the props, costumes, cameras, and lighting personnel.

At the beginning of "Eighteen Years in the Enemy Camp", there were only five people in total, including Wang Fulin.

They recruited everywhere, and there was no clothing department, so they went around cobbling it together.

However, many of the borrowed costumes don't actually fit.

Eight bandits, only two military trousers.

Those with pants stand in the front row and block the actors without pants with their bodies.

The actor Zhang Lianwen is a burly man, and the borrowed military uniform is too small, and the pants have not been borrowed.

The hat was tucked between his arms throughout the play because he was too small to wear.

In the end, there was no way, Wang Fulin could only change the protagonist's full-body shots to half body.

Compared with the production costs of later TV dramas, which often cost hundreds of millions, today's crew expenses are estimated to be inferior to their pocket money.

Looking at a few loose military uniforms on the table, Jiang Shan suddenly thought of someone: "Director Wang, the problem of clothing, maybe I can help think of a way." ”

(End of chapter)