In the small courtyard of No. 51 early in the morning, every household was busy urging their children.

Whether there is a class or not, it is all in an orderly day after day.

However, Comrade Jiangshan, who could have gotten up later, was already sitting at the dinner table at this meeting.

Because, only with this kung fu can he find time to stay with the old Jiang family for a while.

"What time did you come back last night?" Jiang's mother was busy combing Jiang Xiaoyu's little discernment, and at the same time, she didn't forget to talk to her youngest son.

"Just when they are stinky and beautiful...... Jiang Shan pointed with chopsticks to the two college entrance examination candidates who were busy.

Before the words landed, Jiang Chuan and Ying Ruhua ran into the hall in a hurry.

After picking up a small bowl and drinking a few mouthfuls of soy milk, one person picked up a fritter and turned his face and ran out again.

"Is this going to be a catch-up again?" Mother Jiang asked loudly in distress.

"It's our turn to be on duty today," Jiang Chuan's voice gradually drifted away in the small courtyard: "We both forgot about ......"

"Do you still want to take the college entrance examination with this memory?" Jiang Shan, who shook his head, also picked up a fritter, tore it and threw it into the porridge.

Lu Xiao, who was also drinking porridge, didn't say anything, and skillfully picked up a fritter and tore it in half.

Then, the river sitting on the side naturally took over the other half.

Jiang's mother, who was still nagging just now, immediately stopped talking, and glanced at her little son with a slight wipe of her eyes.

found that the guy was not touched at all, and was still pulling the porridge in the bowl fragrantly.

"Alas~"

"What's wrong, Mom?"

"Eat yours!"

"Second sister-in-law," Comrade Jiangshan was scolded by his mother, and now he can only see the work: "Chen Peisi, they are still used to staying in your factory, right?" ”

"Don't worry," Lu Xiao felt that he didn't need to take care of the other party at all: "They are more natural than me." ”

"What about dubbing?"

"Very good," Lu Xiaozhen felt very good: "The strength of the voice is just right, and the cooperation with other characters is also very good." ”

Originally, a few people who looked giggling in Lu Xiao's eyes, but they didn't expect that after entering the recording studio, they immediately changed into serious people.

When reading the lines into the microphone, there are a lot of facial expressions.

treats dubbing seriously, and does not lose the usual filming posture at all.

Hearing the second sister-in-law say this, Jiangshan was relieved.

It seems that the three amateurs are still very reliable.

……

At the same time, the "Oriental Metropolis Daily", which also makes people in Pujiang feel reliable, also showed a big face today.

Not to mention the public, this meeting, together with the "Wen Wei Po" in Pujiang, is discussing the news in the "Oriental Metropolis Daily".

Early this morning, a few editors who had just walked into the office wanted to be concerned about the readers' reactions to their newspaper's news.

Unexpectedly, in the "Oriental Metropolis Daily", I saw several news that were more powerful than my own family.

"We want to sing the song of the new era," an editor holding the Metropolis Daily read it out: "Look, this manuscript in their family newspaper was actually written by Zhu Fengbo himself." ”

"Li Guyi?" Another editor rubbed his eyes vigorously: "I'm not mistaken, next to Zhu Fengbo's article, there is another article written by Li Guyi?" ”

"What kind of dreams are you talking about? Show me. Qin Kang, the editor-in-chief of the supplement department of "Wen Wei Po", snatched a copy of today's "Oriental Metropolis Daily" from the other party.

Soon, Editor-in-Chief Qin found those two dream stories in the newspaper.

"We want to sing the song of the new era" and "The breath of nostalgia singing".

not only has an article, but also a photo of two female comrades next to the article.

Obviously, these eye-catching ways of publishing have always been the traditional habits of the country.

"It's really written by the two of them," Editor-in-Chief Qin looked at the two articles in the newspaper incredulously: "Did the two singers say it in advance?" Why did you suddenly start writing articles? ”

"This "Oriental Metropolis Daily" is a cow, but it is really a cow," another editor had to say admiration:

"Our family newspaper published an article praising "Hometown Love", and we also held a special meeting to study it for two days. It's good, there are two articles on it, and both of them are written by the singer himself. ”

"That's it, I don't know how their editor got the draft?"

After speaking, Editor-in-Chief Qin glanced at an article in his "Wen Wei Po" entitled "Reform Pioneer in the Song Industry - Zhu Fengbo".

"Look at the third edition,"

An editor who had just finished reading "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" found an article in "Oriental Metropolis Daily": "The Boundary Line You Don't Know". ”

“…… After listening to the old father's words, the girls by the stream hurriedly set up a pot and boiled hot water."

When Editor-in-Chief Qin finished reading the article in the newspaper, the editorial room, which was still very lively, immediately became quiet.

"Oriental Metropolis Daily,"

Editor-in-chief Qin, who had already walked to the window, looked out the window and muttered to himself: "The previous "College Entrance Examination Secret Paper" is also their masterpiece, right?" ”

"Their masterpiece, not to mention a "College Entrance Examination Secret Volume", is not just Jin Yong's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", which is not something that ordinary newspapers and periodicals can get."

"Weekly Star", "Film and Television World", "Everyday Foreign Language Corner"...... and the recent "Into the Campus", no matter which one is taken out, it is enough for other newspapers and magazines. ”

"Yes," Editor-in-Chief Qin, who was standing in front of the window, couldn't help frowning: "That's it, it's actually a newly founded newspaper, who dares to believe it, do you believe it?" ”

"I don't believe it anyway!"

"I don't believe it either."

Just as Qin Kang shook his head again and again, indicating that he didn't believe it either, another piece of news came into his eyes.

"The roses that set off a rush to buy in Xiangjiang are blooming everywhere and have finally been introduced"

"In response to the strong demand of the general public, there are a small number of Hong Kong versions of stereo tapes "Roses Bloom Everywhere" ......"

Reading this, Editor-in-Chief Qin immediately raised his head: "Send a reporter to inquire about the situation of this cassette, if it is indeed available, let him quickly buy a box and come back to listen." ”

……

Just when the editors of "Wen Wei Po" were collectively watching other people's newspapers, Comrade Jiang Shan, who had already walked into the gate of the translation factory, was also looking at their "Wen Wei Po".

In just 48 days, at the invitation of the Yanjing Song and Dance Troupe, singer Zhu Fengbo sang 36 solo concerts in a row, and received unanimous praise from the citizens of Yanjing...... Teacher Zhu, you see,"

Jiang Shan smiled and said to Zhu Fengbo, who was walking beside him: "Today's "Wen Wei Po" is also praising you. ”

"Really?" Zhu Fengbo hurriedly took the newspaper: "Where is it?" ”

"Here's it!"

"Why did you start publishing articles about me?"

Looking at the news in front of him, Zhu Fengbo only felt that all this must be related to the report of "Oriental Metropolis Daily" promoting "roses blooming everywhere".

"This is our family's newspaper," Jiang Shan handed another newspaper to the other party: "Not only did you write an article, but also published an article by Mr. Li Guyi." ”

"She wrote it herself?"

"Not only did she write it, but she gave it to me by hand."

"Handed it to you by hand? So, reporter Jiang, you have also interviewed ......"

According to the previously agreed time, Jiang Shan finally met Mr. Zhu Fengbo, the first sister in today's singing industry, in the translation studio.

On the way to the studio, Zhu Fengbo was surprised to learn that the young reporter in front of him had actually eaten at the same table with Gu Jianfen and Li Guyi.

"After they found out that your tapes were sold domestically, they all said that they would take them to the group to sell them!"

"They're worried about me!"

"There's no need to worry at all," Jiang Shan and Zhu Fengbo chatted closer and closer: "Can your tapes still be sold?" ”

"You can't say that," Zhu Fengbo hurriedly reminded: "Sales in Xiangjiang are not equivalent to failure." ”

"That's because they don't know the goods," Comrade Jiang Shan knows: "Our newspaper is very optimistic about you." ”

"Reporter Jiang,"

"Just call me Xiaojiang."

"Xiao Jiang, I heard from Manager Liao that he has entrusted you with all the tapes?"

"That's true," Jiang Shan said with a smile.

"You're not worried at all?"

"Who's going to divide this? Your tapes don't have to worry about at all. ”

Although Manager Liao has said a lot of bright words for Jiangshan, Zhu Fengbo looked at the young man in front of him and still couldn't put his mind at ease:

"Xiao Jiang, about the tape, as long as I can help, you just have to speak, don't be polite to me!"

"Okay, I'm not polite to you," Jiang Shan waited for her words: "No, I'm going to trouble you to take a set of promotional photos today!" ”

"What's the trouble with this!"

As they spoke, the two had already walked into the recording studio with a red light on.

"This feast," Qiu Yuefeng's master-level narrator rang out unhurriedly:

"was deliberately arranged by Wu Jingzhong in the private room of a Western restaurant, and when the wife of the stationmaster Wu, she helped Comrade Cuiping, who was wearing a cheongsam, to come out again......"

"Everyone, be quiet," Pan Hong, who dubbed the stationmaster's wife, adjusted her unique voice just right: "Look, isn't it beautiful?" ”

After a few sparse applause, Mrs. Ma, who was "played" by Lu Xiao, spoke out in a snarky voice: "It's so good-looking, it's quite like a city person!" ”

"It fits perfectly."

"Director Yu still has a vision."

At this time, Qiu Yuefeng's narration sounded again: "Just when the people at the table were saying polite words, Cui Ping suddenly covered the slit of the cheongsam and squatted down. . . ”

Liu Xiaoqing, who was standing in front of the microphone, immediately said angrily: "Playing old lady, looking for death!" ”

Qiao Zhen, who dubbed Yu Zecheng, hurriedly said softly: "The cheongsam is like this, get up, Cuiping." ”

Liu Xiaoqing: "I haven't finished sewing yet!" ”

"Big sister, this is how the cheongsam looks good," Pan Hong looked at Liu Xiaoqing and said with a smile: "We countrymen can also wear it." ”

“……”

"Teacher Zhu,"

Jiang Shan, outside the soundproof glass, whispered to Zhu Fengbo: "In this radio drama, your song "Roses Bloom Everywhere" will appear as an interlude. ”

"That's what you arranged for you?" Zhu Fengbo asked in a low voice.

"You guessed it," Jiang Shan continued mysteriously: "I not only invited three movie actors for this drama, but also invited two announcers, Zhao Zhongxiang and Song Shixiong. ”

“……”

For a while, Zhu Fengbo, who was looking at the country, couldn't say a word in shock.

After half a sound, he said slowly: "Or, you can also arrange a role for me?" ”

(End of chapter)