It's been almost a month since the college entrance examination ended, and now Xie Ping'an, who no longer needs to brush up on the questions, still buys back a copy of "Oriental Metropolis Daily" every morning.

Xie Ping'an wants to keep this habit all the time.

After all, it was because of the chemistry college entrance examination training questions on the "Oriental Metropolis Daily" that he opened a gap of more than 30 points between himself and the candidates of the same grade.

I also had the second best overall score in this grade, and I was given the qualification to fill in Yenching University.

The days of waiting for the admission letter are the hardest, and if you can really get your wish, it is estimated that you will not be able to read "Oriental Metropolis Daily" for some days.

Today is the weekend, and "Oriental Metropolis Daily" has published a collection of Chinese and English serials of "Before Dawn" and "The Chronicles of Narnia".

Because he bought newspapers every day, Xie Ping'an didn't stay on it for long.

I was attracted by today's "The World is Wonderful" column.

[The local method of the ancients to find gold mines: there are onions on the mountain, silver on the bottom, shallots (xie) on the mountains, and gold ...... on the mountains]

This is a gift from Jiangshan to the Golden Army, which is said to have summed up this law many years after its establishment.

Now, Jiang Shan has published this information first, and he doesn't know when the other party will receive it.

"There is dansa on top, and gold on the bottom...... That's kind of interesting,"

After reciting a few words silently, Xie Ping'an, who was at the age of curiosity, quickly memorized it a few more times.

I am afraid that I will miss the opportunity to pick up gold in the field in the future.

Keep turning over, keep looking.

"What is this ......?"

The text of the quarter page neatly met Xie Ping'an's eyes.

You can't predict tomorrow, but you can control today. It's good to do your best in everything, but first you have to do your best......]

Xie Ping'an could see at a glance that these were all inspirational phrases that often appeared on the "Tianshu Physics and Chemistry" section.

However, when they reappeared today, they found that their layout was different from before.

The line is in regular script, the skeleton is solid, handsome and powerful.

Although it is still a pencil type, anyone can see that this font is completely in the style of pen characters.

Not only that, but under each line of text, there is also a relative Tian character grid.

If you understand people, you can see at a glance the good intentions of such an arrangement.

"What a beautiful pen word," Xie Ping'an blurted out: "This is good!" ”

He was worried that he had nothing to do at home during the summer vacation, so he immediately unscrewed the cap of the pen.

Xie Ping'an, who has long been fond of these inspirational phrases in the "Oriental Metropolis Daily", wrote the pen words according to the font on it.

Things are different now.

In the current era when there is no chicken soup for the soul, a bowl will be praised for its fragrant taste.

It didn't take long for a quarter of the trial version of the copybook to be written by Xie Ping'an.

What if you can't get enough? I can only take out my own paper and practice it again.

After some practice, Xie Ping'an has begun to yearn to see more excellent pen fonts.

"Jiangshan calligraphy? …… I don't know if the bookstore sells it?

Looking at the notes in the author's column, Xie Ping'an couldn't help but walk out of the house.

Similar situations continue to play out in Pujiang City.

For a time, many people inquired about "Jiangshan calligraphy" in major bookstores.

"Comrade, do you have a poster?"

"Comrade, give me a copy of the country."

“……”

"Jiangshan calligraphy?" The salesperson at the counter was confused: "No, we don't have this book." ”

"No?" The crowd was also confused: "What kind of pen and calligraphy are there?" ”

"Yes, as long as it's a pen and a copybook, I don't pick it."

“……”

"You don't have to pick it," the salesman smiled, "We don't have pens to sell." ”

"Not a single one?"

"Yes," the salesman said categorically: "Never, what's wrong today?" Why do you come here to ask for the copy? ”

One wave was sent away, and it didn't take long for another wave to come.

The same situation is also playing out at the Oriental Metropolis Daily.

At this moment, the two telephones in the supplement department were about to smoke out.

"Haven't I said it many times, comrade?"

Cai Wensheng repeatedly explained to the earpiece: "Regarding the Jiangshan fountain pen copybook, we will arrange it at a later date in the newspaper, and it is not yet possible to publish it every day." ”

"It has not yet been published and published," another editor also became an operator: "Okay, we will definitely bring your words to Comrade Jiang Shan." ”

"Lao Cai, Editor Jiang's hand is too smart, look at the readers' reactions, how enthusiastic!"

"What do I say, just the words of Jiangshan will definitely attract people!"

"He's happy in Yanjing, it's a pity that we're busy answering the phone for him, no, I have to drink saliva first."

"The more readers like it," Cai Wensheng said with a smile: "The larger the circulation of our newspaper, the less bonuses can we get?" ”

"That's right, I heard that Pujiang Daily's bonus last month was not as ...... as ours."

As he spoke, the phone on his desk rang again.

"Hey," Cai Wensheng picked up: "Oriental Metropolis Daily." ”

"I'm also an Oriental Metropolis Daily."

"Jiangshan?" Cai Wensheng knew who it was as soon as he heard it: "Mayumi's work is done." ”

"I haven't seen the figure yet," Jiang Shan replied on the other end, "Tomorrow morning's plane." ”

"Then why are you calling back?"

"Hey," Jiang Shan was surprised: "If it weren't for that Mayumi, I wouldn't have been able to call you?" ”

Cai Wensheng, who knew what the other party was doing, held back a smile and said seriously: "There is something to say." ”

"Okay, okay," Jiang Shan served:

"I know that your supplement department can't afford to provoke you, so may I ask the editor-in-chief Cai, what is the copy of my newspaper that has been seen in the newspaper...... Yes...... You know what I'm talking about, right? ”

"So far, I haven't heard any movement," Cai Wensheng teased: "The market reaction is very flat, Comrade Jiangshan." ”

"Oh,"

Jiang Shan is very disappointed, but fortunately he still has a plan B.

Comrade Jiangshan, who has always acted in double insurance, never likes to put his eggs in one basket.

"How?" Cai Wensheng's voice came from the phone: "Unhappy? ”

"What's so unhappy about this," Jiang Shan really couldn't be happy: "I can still force the masses to like it!" ”

"Teasing you," Cai Wensheng laughed:

"Let me tell you Jiangshan, since this morning, the phone calls of the supplement edition have not stopped, all to inquire about Jiangshan posters, and many readers are strongly asking for more poster pages."

"Truth or falsehood?" Jiang Shan suddenly couldn't react: "Don't coax me!" ”

"If you don't believe it, ask your brother to go," Cai Wensheng didn't have time to coax him:

"Many readers also mentioned on the phone that they had already visited the bookstore, but unfortunately they didn't buy any copybooks......

"Okay, good, good," Jiang Shan waited for this sentence:

"On my behalf, I would like to say thank you to my colleagues in the supplement department, this time the Yanjing souvenirs must be indispensable."

Throwing stones to ask for directions, the effect is good.

With his hands in his pockets, he whistled all the way upstairs.

"How?" When I entered the door, I asked, "What do you say over there?" ”

"It's about the same as I thought," Zhang Lu said with a smile: "As soon as I heard that I was going to Dunhuang, our director just said a word." ”

"What?"

"The matter of money is solved by the country, and the matter of equipment is solved by Director Zhou."

Jiang Shan hurriedly stopped: "What is the matter of money to solve with me?" I still want to ride the wind of your TV station. ”

"It's not that you don't pay it back," Zhang Lu said: "It's not because you have many acquaintances in Yanjing!" ”

"It's easy to say," and some of them become: "Which of us is with whom!" ”

"I know that you are the most righteous," Zhang Lu continued, "Then when will we leave?" ”

"I have to talk to you about this," Jiang Shan decided to talk about the twists and turns in it first:

"It's not just us who went to Dunhuang this time, the Propaganda Department organized a team of ......"

Sunset and sunrise.

The morning of Yanjing, the walk of walking, and the work of going to work.

You can not only see the leisure under the imperial city, but also see the busyness of the metropolis.

Comrade Liu Xiaoqing stood in front of the bed with his hands on his hips.

Wrapped in a roll of colored plastic, it's not yet time to unload.

"Which one should I wear?"

Liu Xiaoqing spread out the new clothes on the bed, looked left and right, and ran out of ideas for a while.

"I don't know how tall Mayumi is? The movie should not be as tall as me,"

"According to the plan, you want to visit the Summer Palace today?"

Liu Xiaoqing thought quite comprehensively:

"Well, you can wear high heels, and I'll wear those flat heels when I climb the Great Wall tomorrow."

After some summary and research, Liu Xiaoqing finally picked up a blue dress:

"That's it, with that pair of white high-heeled sandals, it's just right, lalala~"

In mid-August 1979, Yoshiko Nakano, who was visiting China for the first time, walked out of the cabin with a smile.

Also accompanied by Kurihara Komaki, the heroine of "Wangxiang", and Sayuri Yoshinaga, one of the four beauties of Showa.

From the moment she stepped off the plane, Ryoko Nakano and her entourage were always surrounded by the call of "Mayumi".

"What are they talking about?"

Facing the cheering crowd, Ryoko Nakano was curious.

When the translator told her the meaning of these three words, Nakano Yoshiko realized that the movie "Manhunt" was far more popular with Chinese people than she imagined.

She waved at the crowd of gongs and drums and said excitedly: "I understand, only Chinese will call me Mayumi." ”

I thought the welcome ceremony at the airport was warm enough.

However, Ryoko Nakano and his entourage obviously underestimated their popularity in China.

Jiang Shan and Zhang Lu, who were arranged in the queue of reporters, kept pressing the shutter.

"Huh," Jiang Shan didn't expect this to be the scene: "It is estimated that the Prime Minister of Japan will not be able to enjoy this treatment when he comes." ”

"That's," said a colleague next to him, laughing, "how can the people take care of him!" ”

"Let's go, let's go to the next stop!"

"What's next?"

"What's next?"

Jiang Shan and Zhang Lu didn't say a word, and trotted all the way to the taxi waiting outside the airport gate.

The peers who followed the trail all the way watched them run away in a puff of smoke.

Zhang Lu glanced back: "Fortunately, I heard that you found a car, otherwise it would be useless if your leg was broken." ”

"This is where to go," Jiang Shan recalled in the past: "It is much more comfortable to run the news in the urban area, as long as you have a car, if you enter a remote mountainous area, it is all on two legs." ”

That's it, he hasn't mentioned how the war zone shoots the news.

"Remote mountainous area?" Zhang Lu was curious: "Where have you been to the remote mountainous areas?" ”

"Not yet," Jiang Shan immediately shut: "It's all from some old-timers." ”

"I'll have time to talk about it in the future," Zhang Lu also wanted to break out of a way: "I'll also make more preparations!" ”

"Don't worry," Jiang Shan nodded, "Find time to tell you everything I know." ”

"Interesting," thinking of the many collaborations between the two, Zhang Lu said simply: "In the future, as long as there is an interview task in the station, I will greet you." ”

"It's okay, as long as I have time, I'll go together."

"Okay!" Zhang Lu waited for his words.

Before we could talk for a while, the destination arrived.

In front of the Yanjing Hotel, there is a sea of welcome.

This time, even the country looked stupid.

"Mayumi, Mayumi......"

People gathered on both sides of the hotel, excitedly shouting Mayumi's name.

Even the sidewalks on both sides were full of cheering people.

The Japanese-Ben film delegation, accompanied by Chinese personnel, was walking towards the hotel.

Ryoko Nakano, who was smiling, beckoned her little hand all the way.

The surprise in his eyes has never stopped.

Yoshiko Nakano, who visited China nearly 100 times in the future, wrote this passage in her memoirs:

"At that time, I didn't know that this was a country that had just begun to reform, people's eyes were shining, and society was full of vitality.

I looked down from the upper floors of the hotel and saw thousands of bicycles flowing on the straight streets of Yanjing...... I was blown away! ”

As Director Gu told in advance, Mother Deng really met with several Japanese actresses at the Yanjing Hotel.

He was accompanied by Liu Xiaoqing and Zhang Jinling in "Three Flowers of the Northern Shadow".

But these are not the inside stories they can photograph.

Fortunately, after waiting for a meal, the Japanese-Ben delegation walked out of the hotel gate again after being received by the high-level delegation.

Jiang Shan, who had just raised the camera and snapped at it, put it down with a smile.

In the crowd not far away, Liu Xiaoqing, who was wearing a blue dress, was smiling brightly at him.

Not to mention, Liu Xiaoqing in this period is still very lethal with a sunny smile.

Zhang Lu beside him stretched out his arm and pushed down Jiangshan: "She's smiling at you!" ”

"I'm not blind!" Jiang Shan raised the camera again and shot at Sayuri and Mayumi:

"Sayuri? Who gave her this name, it's really white! ”

Watching them walk past him, Jiang Shan took the opportunity to make a gesture of drinking water.

Liu Xiaoqing immediately squeezed his eyes.

She is not stupid, she can see at a glance that this is the task of Jiangshan reminding herself to "drink Coke".

Follow the taxi behind the minibus and head towards the Summer Palace.

This time, another corner of Yanjing City.

Huang Yongyu has knocked on Jiang Feng's door.

Comrade Jiang Feng, who had just resumed his work this year, was appointed president of the Academy of Fine Arts, chairman of the Artists Association, and adviser to the Ministry of Culture.

However, at the same time, it is also his daily health.

"Old secretary," Huang Yongyu used to call Jiang Feng like this: "Recently, my complexion looks much better than a while ago." ”

"I feel much better, too,"

Jiang Feng and Huang Yongyu sat opposite each other: "I should be able to go to the courtyard in a few days." ”

"Don't rush, take your time."

"Don't worry, I know it." Jiang Feng smiled and picked up the tea:

"I really envy your body, you run blindly all day long, tell me what's new outside recently."

"It's something new,"

Huang Yongyu also went out with a small bag today: "I recently saw a good thing, and I specially showed it to you." ”

"Oh?" Jiang Feng looked at him and took out a stack of manuscripts like a baby, and said with a smile: "I still think it's a painting!" ”

"Although this thing is not a painting," for the sake of that kid in Jiangshan, Huang Yongyu let it out: "But it's also very beautiful!" ”

(End of chapter)