As night fell, the small courtyard at No. 51 On Wo Street was full of light and shadow of Wong Kar-wai.

In the hut of the two children, Xiaoyu and Xiaobai are surrounding their father to report their academic performance.

"Not bad," as the head of a club, Jiang Hai's experienced comments on the large character book in his hand: "Look at our Xiaoyu's words, which looks like a first-grade elementary school student writes, but it really has a bit of my pen back then." ”

Jiang Xiaoyu, who was lying on his father's shoulder, frowned: "The second uncle said, your handwriting is not as good as the third uncle." ”

"Nonsense," Jiang Hai told Xiaoyu a legend: "As for the handwriting of your second and third uncles, I still taught them by hand back then, how could there be no ......?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Hai was suddenly stunned: "Xiaobai, this is what you wrote?" Recently, your calligraphy has been improving very fast! ”

Jiang Xiaobai, who was sitting on the chair with a back and nibbling on fried rice balls, said, "It was the third uncle who taught me by hand." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Hai looked at the girl's big characters again: "Xiaoyu, why don't you learn from the third uncle?" ”

"I learned," Jiang Xiaoyu raised his hand and pointed to a few stick figures on the wall: "I learned to draw with the third uncle." ”

"Oh,"

Looking at the pair of children in front of him, Jiang Hai was deeply grateful: "You two will study hard with the third uncle first, and then your father will bring back two calligraphy and paintings to hang up ...... in the future."

As soon as the fantasy song started, someone shouted outside.

"Big brother," Jiang Shan put his head into the house: "With your current status, how many train sleeper tickets can you buy?" ”

"Hey," Jiang Hai: "That's not just how you can buy as much as you want......"

"Hit the train from Yanjing Station," Jiang Shan forgot to say the note: "The train tomorrow night." ”

"Yanjing departed?" Jiang Hai was a little unsteady: "Or will you leave tomorrow?" ”

"If you're not embarrassed, just give you 5 tickets," Jiang Shan smiled brightly: "It's hard for you." ”

"As long as you kid talks about you," Jiang Hai got up and walked out of the hut, "It must not be easy." ”

"Is it difficult?"

"If it's difficult, you have to do it," Jiang Hai and the third brother surrounded each other, and the cigarette was lit: "Five sheets, I'll call you right away." ”

Taking advantage of the eldest brother's phone call, Jiang Shan came to Li Ruocheng's window.

"Uncle Li, you put it away, this is a good thing."

Li Ruocheng took it and took a look, but he didn't see it: "What is this?" ”

"First day cover," Jiang Shan emphatically said, "the first day cover of the monkey ticket." ”

A total of only 9,400 first day covers of the Gengshen New Year Monkey Ticket were issued.

Although it was issued on the same day as the monkey ticket, it was not a big deal because of the scarcity of numbers.

Compared with the early appearance of the monkey ticket, the image of the first day cover of the monkey ticket has always troubled Shao Bolin.

It wasn't until he learned that on the first day of the first lunar month in 1980, the day the monkey ticket was issued, Asia would stage a once-in-a-century celestial spectacle: a total solar eclipse.

I immediately designed a first day cover of the Gengshen year: Providence I made.

"There are so many famous philatelists in this stamp," Li Ruocheng still didn't see anything good: "Why is it just one?" ”

He remembered a version of 80 monkey tickets.

"You should be content when you are old, this thing has not exceeded 10,000 in the world," Jiang Shan made an analogy: "Even my eldest brother has not got a copy." ”

"Yo, then I'll have to keep it!" Li Ruocheng immediately felt that the piece of paper in his hand was unusual.

The two laymen were chatting about the stamp issuance, and Jiang Hai, who had finished making a phone call, walked out of the house.

"The third child, the matter of the ticket has been agreed, but how can people give it to you?"

"Don't worry about these little things," Jiang Shan hurriedly greeted him: "I'll send someone with money to get the ticket then." ”

"Seeing that there is no Uncle Li, the third child is getting more and more out now," Jiang Hai also leaned against Li Ruocheng's window: "You can transfer people in Yanjing." ”

Li Ruocheng put the first day cover into a drawer: "It's not a matter of time. ”

"Manager Ye of Happy Coke, you haven't contacted me for a long time," Jiang Shanyan said by example: "As soon as I heard that Coca-Cola also came to us for a spring season, I immediately came to call me brother and brother again." ”

The second life is lucky, Jiangshan will not say anything else, and he will still hold the handle in his hands!

Jiang Hai: "People are too busy in the factory now, how can they still advertise!" ”

"Some of our companies are not good at this," Jiang Shan knew that he said in vain:

"Remember to eat or not, just two days after the good days, the sense of crisis was lifted, you look at the foreigner's eating appearance, it is really eating in the pot, and I am still thinking about other people's bowls."

"So I made it clear to the chapter bureau that day," Jiang Hai said: "Since you want to open the country to do business, you have to listen to what you say, otherwise, you will definitely suffer a big loss." ”

"That's right," Jiang Shan felt that the eldest brother was right: "Especially the sugar-coated shells from the capitalists, we must not only learn to disassemble, but also learn to assemble ......."

Under thousands of stars, between the twists and turns.

The two good men of the Jiang family are proudly discussing the direction of economic development.

suddenly

"Give me a little bit of a voice,"

Jiang's mother's voice came from the hall: "What did Mike say just now?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai, who was also watching TV, heard it clearly: "He said: Okay, I'll kill your general." ”

"Grandma, listen to me," Jiang Xiaoyu had a different opinion: "Mike said okay, I promised you general." ”

At the beginning of 1980, the hearts of every family were on CCTV's TV series "The Man from the Bottom of the Atlantic".

If the masses have the conditions, they will watch TV at home, and if they have not, they will go to other people's homes to create conditions.

It was also from this moment that the national TV ownership rate began to grow exponentially.

But at this time, there is also such a group of people who would rather give up "The Man from the Bottom of the Atlantic" and stay on the front line of their jobs.

Under the leadership of Comrade Jiang He, the painting of the billboards in the entire Wanti Museum was finally successfully completed.

At the same time, in an office of the Light Industry Bureau, there is still a brightly lit scene and the first war is about to break out.

Secretary Shen, who was standing next to the desk, was panting and being careful.

And in front of him, Xu Muchun, who was forcibly suppressing his anger, was reasoning at the phone.

"Renfeng Feng Company, hasn't it all reduced Coca-Cola's billboards to two,"

Dealing with this level-level department, Xu Ju is very patient: "Reform, there will be a painful process, you can't come back and call your parents as soon as you encounter something." ”

When he said this, Xu Muchun remembered what Jiang Shan had said to him:

[It's not a bad thing for a business to be a little stressed. Otherwise, not only will he not take his opponent seriously in the future, but even the government's help will be taken for granted. 】

Although Jiang Shan didn't mention half of his own words, in fact, he reminded you again: Don't take Section Chief Jiang as a cadre.

Since he can choose planA, he can also choose planB.

No advertising agency in the world has the absurd concept of "loyalty".

Don't look at it, this will make the Pujiang government jealous of the enemy.

In a few years, Coca-Cola will be beaten again and settled in Zhengguanghe Soda Factory.

And the assembly line of Happy Cola will also flow the liquid gold of Coca-Cola.

It is said that Jiangshan bothered to make plans and fortify in advance for Happy Coke, but he didn't want him to go to the Old Testament in his previous life.

But in the final analysis, these are not for the country to say.

After all, the Coca-Cola they were facing was a United States that announced its withdrawal from Vietnam, and it airdropped Coke to the world's top 500 bandits in the Vietnam-South market within 24 hours.

For such an enterprise, how can Jiangshan be willing to talk about it?

"Can you protect these companies for the rest of your life?"

Seeing that the other party did not enter the oil and salt, Xu Muchun simply let go of the volume: "Besides, do you know how many companies have you helped in the past six months?" ”

The voice on the phone is still moving with emotion.

No matter how he explained, the other party still hoped that Xu Muchun would come forward to persuade Coca-Cola to stop advertising.

After all, the Propaganda Department is no longer moving.

Suddenly, there was a "snap".

Xu Muchun slammed the documents on the table.

"Do you know how busy I am on a day? If you really don't have anything to do over there,"

Obviously, Xu Ju's patience is gone:

"Just just assign these few aided reflux factories in my hands to you to manage.

If it doesn't work out, your department will simply make some hard moves.

As long as you can remove the Coca-Cola billboard on Nanjing Road, the Coca-Cola counter in the Friendship Mall will be served.

I didn't need you to show up, I personally went to the Wantiguan to lift the Coca-Cola billboard. ”

“……”

Finally, the roots of Xu Ju's ears stopped.

……

The spring flowers have not bloomed, and the grass warbler has not come.

It's time for the annual reckoning again.

Pujiang Airport, with the rise and fall of flights.

Familiar figures are walking out of the waiting hall.

Liao Mingzu, the general manager of Pacific Audio and Video in a straight suit, wears sunglasses and wears a woolen shawl.

Pujiang Railway Station,

Zhou Yeming, director of Yanjing TV, and Wang Fulin, director.

Huang Yongyu, who wears a painter's hat, and four friends.

The Oriental Metropolis Daily reporter and singer Kerim, who had just completed the condolence work on the front line......

In the guest house of Pujiang TV, all the cast and crew are making final costume adjustments.

Located in the Wanti Museum in Xuhui,

Several groups of performance teams are rehearsing their last move in turn.

Jiang Shan, who was standing in the audience, had to hold a loudspeaker and pull his voice:

"Watch out for the white spots under your feet."

"All aligned ......"

"Okay, that's how it will run then."

Huang Yongyu and his entourage, who were sitting next to him, watched silently without saying a word.

"How is it, Uncle Yongyu," Jiang Shan smiled proudly: "I've never seen such a big battle, right?" ”

"Where are you now," Huang Yongyu has never seen anything: "Compared with the scene of my parade back then, you can't mention it at all." ”

"Just look at it," Jiang Shan disagreed: "Guaranteed to be stronger than your parade." ”

Huang Yongyu smiled with a pipe in his mouth, how could he not believe Jiangshan: "Don't talk about anything else, you really have nothing to say about helping my friends Zhang Luo live today." ”

As soon as he thought of this, Huang Yongyu felt that he had a lot of face.

At the same time, Wang Shixiang, Xu Bangda, Zhu Jiajin, and Qi Gong beside him also nodded with a smile.

Although he has never met Jiang Shan before, this young man has done a few things, and he is really beautiful!

Especially when he was led into the Peace Hotel today, the long-lost respect and attention seemed to have come back all at once.

"You are my uncle, and your friends are also my uncle," Jiang Shan began to climb relatives: "When my uncle comes, he must follow the regulations for receiving Prince Sihanuk." ”

Huang Yongyu didn't say anything, only sipped his pipe and smiled.

laughed with him, and there were four Hongru sitting in a row.

……

March 1, 1980, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

With the continuous influx of people, the newly decorated Wantikan finally ushered in its first music festival.

From the steps of the venue to the gate of the venue, there are lights everywhere and the lanterns are bright.

The lantern avenue of just a few dozen meters made the people who walked into the venue clearly feel the joy of the Lantern Festival.

Under the guidance of the red vests at the scene, the smiling crowd took their seats according to the tickets.

And the area of the guest seat is also growing.

The Jiang family's family sat in the best viewing area early.

As the opening time approached, more and more old acquaintances accelerated the pace of entry.

"You're Jiangshan's father,"

Hu Xiao stretched out a ceremonial hand to Jiang's father across a row of seats: "I am Hu Xiao from the translation studio." ”

"I know, you are Director Hu," Dad Jiang quickly stood up and stretched out his hand: "We met at the second child's wedding." ”

"Yes, yes," Hu Xiao nodded: "I have also been to your house, but unfortunately you were not at home at that time." ”

Then, Gu Zhengzheng also shook hands with Jiang Xiangnan: "Comrade Lao Jiang, Comrade Xiao Jiang has worked hard during this time. ”

"It turns out that you are Jiangshan's father," Zhou Yeming looked back: "Hello, I'm Zhou Yeming from CCTV." ”

Gu Zhengzheng: "Deputy Director Zhou." ”

Zhou Yeming pointed with his backhand: "Deputy Director Gu." ”

Yan Dingxian, the deputy director of Meiying Studio, and his lover Lin Wenxiao, when they passed by the Jiang family's location, they also walked over and touched the children's little heads.

Director Zhang of the Propaganda Department: "Comrade Lao Jiang, your sons are doing very well!" ”

Xu Muchun from the Light Industry Bureau was the last to enter: "You are Jiangshan's father, thank you for cultivating a good young man for the organization!" ”

“……”

Looking at the leading cadres walking by like flowing water in front of them, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were suddenly in a trance.

"This third ...... Usually stay with them? ”

"I said it a long time ago," Jiang's mother's face was like a highlight: "The third child is fine."

Li Huaiying raised her eyebrows: "That's right!" ”

Li Ruocheng smiled: "The bastard has finally come out of the hall of fame." ”

At this moment, the flowing background music in the venue suddenly stopped.

The audience gradually quieted down.

As the lights in the auditorium dimmed, the stage in the center of the venue was lit up and immediately became the focus of attention.

Immediately after, without any news.

The Pujiang Symphony Orchestra played live, and with the broadcast of the loudspeaker, all the audience resounded with professional accompaniment.

Then, a string of cheerful and melodious songs rang out.

A row of well-known people in white suits and sky-blue dress skirts smiled sweeter than honey.

Liu Xiaoqing: "Young friends, come to meet today. ”

Ding Jianhua: "Swing the boat, the warm wind blows gently." ”

Qiao Zhen: "Flowers,"

Qiu Yuefeng: "Birdsong,"

Chen Peisi: "Spring is intoxicating. ”

Pan Hong: "Songs and laughter fly around the colorful clouds. ”

All of them had: "Ah, young friends,

To whom does the wonderful spring belong,

Belongs to me, belongs to you,

Belong to our new generation in the 80s......"

At the end of the song, the aftermath is still lingering.

The audience had not yet woken up from the climactic chorus that opened the show.

Two or three seconds later, thunderous applause resounded throughout the venue.

When I finally heard the full song, the audience couldn't stop being happy.

Before, the beautiful melody that only flashed in the TV footage was finally listened to today.

"Do it again."

"Sing one more."

In this era, there is never a shortage of applause, and the actors have long been accustomed to returning to the scene.

But today, it seems, nothing is different.

As other singers left the stage one after another, Tong Zirong and Liu Xiaoqing, who were the announcers of the concert, stayed on the stage with smiling eyes.

Liu Xiaoqing: "Dear audience friends, the "Rising Star Concert" jointly organized by Oriental Metropolis Daily and Pujiang TV Station is now officially started. ”

Tong Zirong: "Today, we have invited a group of outstanding singers and dancers in China, as well as two professional performance teams, and they will spend a pleasant evening with everyone in the coming time. ”

Liu Xiaoqing: "Please enjoy the song "Velvet Flower" brought by the famous soprano singer Li Guyi. ”

Li Guyi, who was wearing a purple satin dress, walked on stage and presented a song affectionately.

Then, in a round of applause, he sang a song "Yan Nanfei" again.

After that, before he walked off the stage, he sang a song "Sister Looking for Brother Tears" with Liu Xiaoqing.

The response from the audience was particularly enthusiastic about this chorus mode.

Everyone seems to like this kind of performance of interactive performances between actors.

After that, the audience no longer insisted that the actors "have another one".

They have discovered that every singer and actor who takes the stage in turn can bring a beautiful song to everyone.

Xie Lisi and Wang Jiejian's "Walking on the Country Road".

Wang Jieshi sang the solo song "Camel Bell".

Kerim's "Lift Your Hijab" and "The Girl of Daban City".

Like the previous life, Wu Guosong's "Manly Declaration" can attract laughter every time he sings.

Even Huang Yongyu and Wang Shixiang laughed very happily.

Xu Bangda patted him on the shoulder: "Yongyu, fortunately I came with me this time." ”

Zhu Jiajin: "Otherwise, how could I see such a wonderful performance." ”

Huang Yongyu smiled happily: "Don't thank you just for it, you must invite me to eat roast duck after returning to Yanjing." ”

Like them, Zhou Yeming was also chatting with Gu Zhengzheng in a whisper: "These are all invited by Jiangshan?" ”

"He opened the list," Gu Zhengzheng didn't hide it from him: "Then, I sent out invitations from one family according to the list." ”

"I haven't heard many songs," Zhou Yeming felt more and more wonderful: "And the little chorus at the beginning is also Xiao Jiang's idea." ”

"What's that," Gu Zhengzheng was proud: "The show hasn't been staged yet." ”

"I know," Zhou Yeming also heard a little: "I'm looking forward to the song "I Love You, China"! ”

Gu Zhengzheng only smiled silently, and let him guess.

At this time, Liu Xiaoqing, who had changed into a green dress, walked on stage with a smile:

"The beautiful spring is quietly approaching, and in this great time, we invite all the audience to join us in the mountains, spring and mountains."

Tong Zirong: "Please enjoy, the large-scale song and dance program "Shangchun Mountain" brought by the Pujiang Song and Dance Troupe for everyone. ”

The curtain closed, and the cheerful Pujiang Chinese Orchestra rose in response.

In all directions of the stage, several groups of dancers immediately appeared.

They were men and women, singing and dancing.

Dressed in the costumes of different dynasties, they danced in colorful postures.

On the stage, Wang Jieshi, Wu Guosong, and Kerimu are singing the song "Shangchun Mountain" for everyone happily

In February, the willows are drunk with spring smoke

March 3 comes, the mountains are green and the grass is long

The most beautiful is the April day on earth

A river of spring water is as green as blue

Spring is noisy, and I can't sleep

Spring rain fills the pond and calls for water lilies

Spring flowers bloom all over the murmuring swallows

The spring breeze is proud

I'll go up to Spring Mountain and ask you to come and see you

……

At this moment, it is not only Zhou Yeming and Wang Fulin...... Stunned.

All the spectators in the entire stadium seem to see flowers blooming in a green mountain and green water in a good spring......

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