Chapter 408 Jiangshan's Left and Right

Pujiang City, Huaihai Middle Road Wukang Building.

Located at the corner of two streets, Wukang Building looks like a giant cruise ship. It was originally called Normandy Apartment.

At 10 am on Sunday, Hu Xiao and Gu Zhengzheng walked into Wukang Building side by side.

"So Sun Daolin's family lives here. I pass by this building almost every day,"

Gu Zhengzheng, who came here for the first time, was surprised to see the pointer-style floor display light above the old-fashioned elevator: "It's smart, there is actually an elevator."

"This house was built early," Hu Xiao looked up and looked forward to the elevator:

"It has been there since the 1920s. I heard from Lao Sun that it was designed by a Hungarian designer."

"Zhao Dan, Qin Yi, Xie Jin..." Hu Xiao counted on his fingers one by one: "They all lived in this building."

Gu Zhengzheng nodded: "I remember Ba Jin's family lived across the street, right?"

"That's right."

After knocking on the door a few times, the owner of the house came.

"Old Hu?"

Sun Daolin, who is one year away from 60, smiled as soon as he saw the visitor: "How come you have time to come to my place today?"

"If you were not so busy that I couldn't find anyone, I would have come to play with you a long time ago."

Hu Xiao was also very happy to see his old friend whom he had not seen for a long time.

Many years ago, Sun Daolin starred in films such as "Crossing the River Reconnaissance" and "The Eternal Wave".

He was still at Shanghai Film Translation Studio and dubbed many films such as "Prince's Revenge" and "The Count of Monte Cristo".

At that time, he and the old factory director Hu Xiao were still very young.

"Let me introduce you,"

Hu Xiao: "This is Gu Zhengzheng, the director of Pujiang TV Station."

"I think we have met before," Sun Daolin and Gu Zhengzheng shook hands with a smile.

Gu Zhengzheng was also laughing: "I have indeed met him, but this is the first time we have met like this."

After reminiscing about the past, Hu Xiao officially got to the point: "Brother Dao Lin, what are you busy with recently?"

"After filming "Li Siguang" last year, I haven't taken any more tasks,"

Sun Daolin sensed the other party's intention: "Why, do you have any tasks for me in your factory?"

"I really want to ask you for a favor,"

Hu Xiao smiled and looked at Gu Zhengzheng: "After so many years, are you interested in sending another telegram, Brother Dao Lin?"

...

Pujiang No. 1 Department Store on Nanjing East Road.

After a fashion show, the "Chunfengdu" clothing counter located not far from both sides of the T stage was surrounded by enthusiastic female comrades.

"Comrade, is this the dress Pan Hong was wearing just now?"

"Where is the one Liu Xiaoqing was wearing?"

"Give me one of Pan Hong's dresses."

"Hey, what's wrong with you? This was clearly given to me by the salesperson."

"Give me one of Gong Xue's shirts with white flowers on a chest measurement of 3.3 feet."

"Don't push."

"Don't push behind..."

...

Not far away, Jiang Shan and Xu Muchun from the Light Industry Bureau were still watching.

Jiangshan tried to hide his smile: "Look, someone paid."

"I saw it,"

Thinking of Jiangshan's insistence on setting up two counters, Xu Muchun couldn't help but glance at him from the side:

"Did you expect this result a long time ago?"

"No,"

Jiangshan shook the palm leaf fan in his hand, almost shaking his head:

"To tell you the truth, Director Xu, in my expectation, the reaction of women comrades should be a little more enthusiastic."

"Isn't it enthusiastic enough?"

Xu Muchun raised his hand and pointed to the sky: "If you don't know, you might think they are fighting for non-staple food!"

"Please wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiangshan left, shaking the fan.

……

In a mobile cabin connected to the T-stage, Jiangshan knocked on the door and walked in.

"Oh," Jiangshan found out when he entered the room: "It's so hot in here!"

"You just knew it,"

Liu Xiaoqing was also waving a fan: "Fortunately, Xiao Ding was smart and lent us several fans." At this moment, Ding Lingling, Jiang Chuan, and Ying Ruhua, who were busy passing cold water and opening Coke, flexibly shuttled between the actors.

"The comrades just performed well,"

Jiangshan praised: "They showed the level of our daily practice."

No matter whether the girls had fans in their hands or not, Jiangshan fanned them one by one.

"In a few minutes, the second performance will be here. Let's go this way this time.

I still say that you don't have to deliberately imitate the professional catwalk in the videotape.

With your level, you will be in the spring of a new era when you go out," Jiang Shan said, fanning Gong Xue and Pan Hong on his left and right:

"Now, I need you to bring this spring breeze to the masses,

Let the masses realize that spring has come, and a new era has arrived.

Why did we grit our teeth and endure the hard days in the past?

Isn't it just for a lively and beautiful life in the future?"

In the gradually shining eyes of the girls, Jiang Shan scanned their clothes.

"Today, you are the most beautiful people in this city.

When you walk out of this room, you will be the brightest focus of the whole audience.

No matter who you are, you are all the best actresses today.

Go, comrades, use your beautiful steps to tell the masses that a new era has arrived!"

...

Young friends, let's meet today, row a boat, and the warm wind blows gently...

When the singing on the booth sounded again, 20 actresses in full bloom walked out with sunny and high-spirited steps.

This time, they no longer dodge or be nervous, and everyone walks out of their own beautiful spring.

There are obviously many more customers in the department store than before.

At this moment, customers, whether they were first-timers or second-time acquaintances, were crowded on both sides of the stage.

While looking forward to it, I saw a group of lesbians dressed in fashionable clothes, lining up, singing, and walking on the path in the middle.

"Yeah, look!"

"They are so beautifully dressed!"

"Look, that's not Liu Xiaoqing!"

"Yeah, it's true."

"Is the one in the purple skirt Pan Hong?"

"It's Pan Hong, Pan Hong——"

"Much younger than in the movie."

"Old spirit!"

"Little flower, little flower..."

"Great, I actually met Liu Xiaoqing and Pan Hong today."

"See if the one wearing the floral shirt is Gong Xue."

"I don't know, but I really like their clothes."

"I like Pan Hong's dress."

"Where did they buy the clothes they are wearing?"

"Look, isn't it written on the table?"

"Spring style!"

At this moment, both on and off the stage, there was a scene of joy...

…

On Nanjing Road in Pujiang City, four department stores opened their battle array at the same time.

Although there are no live shows by performance teams in other shopping malls, life-sized fashion mannequin display boards stand next to the counters of every "Chunfengdu" store.

Although the heads on the display board are not real photos of the actresses.

But with the comic-style portraits, anyone can tell who they are at a glance.

In addition to this, a group photo of several actresses in costumes posted on the pillar next to the counter also shines like a conspicuous bag.

After the second performance, the first fashion show in Pujiang City, and even in China, came to an end.

However, the enthusiasm of the female customers in the mall continues.

There are vague signs of growth.

When Jiang Shan led a group of girls out of the mall, four or five temporarily transferred salesmen were hurriedly running towards the "Chunfengdu" counter...

…

Pujiang Garment Factory No. 2, large cafeteria.

Jiang Xiangnan was holding a lunch box. Not long after he sat down, three or four workshop directors sat over with lunch boxes.

"Have you heard about Lao Jiang?"

Jiang Xiangnan: "What did you hear?"

"There is a small meeting in the factory."

"What should I do?" Jiang Xiangnan continued to eat. "I found out yesterday."

"Then do you know what the theme of their meeting today is?" The person who spoke was Lao Miao, the director of the first workshop who was older than Lao Jiang.

"I haven't asked," Jiang Xiangnan said, "Why, do you know?"

Lao Miao: "I said it was to commend Section Chief Jia of the Design Department."

"Jia Xiaotian?"

Jiang Xiangnan has not forgotten that his grandson did not allow his workshop to participate in the production of new clothing last year: "Praise him? What does he have to praise?"

"People have made such great achievements, so of course they need to be praised," Lao Miao said:

"That little Jia designed several new styles for the factory last year. Judging from the beginning of this year, the clothes he designed are still very popular in the market."

"I don't think so,"

Jiang Xiangnan pursed his lips and shook his head. When he thought that Lao Bao's position as section chief was taken away by this boy: "The clothes in our fourth workshop are still good-looking."

"Your workshop?" Lao Miao: "The batch that Lao Bao helped you design?"

"Joined design," Jiang Xiangnan reiterated: "jointly designed with the third child of my family."

Lao Miao: "The style is okay, but what's the use if it can't be sold?"

"That's right, it's been a long time, and it's still piled up in the warehouse."

"The piles are getting more and more. I remember that this batch of clothes from your fourth workshop was started at the same time as my designer Xiao Jia."

"People have been moving over there for a long time, but why is there still no movement at all in your workshop?"

"If I were you, I would be anxious to death."

Seeing the excitement around him, Jiang Xiangnan couldn't get a word in.

With a clang, Jiang Xiangnan closed the lunch box:

"You know nothing. Don't worry about our workshop. No matter how high the pile is, there won't be any processing fee left in the factory.

Did you know that the bonuses of the more than 20 employees in our fourth workshop depend entirely on these orders? "

…

The meeting room of the Second Garment Factory.

“Since the launch of new clothes from our factory on New Year’s Day this year, we have sold a total of 195 new tops, 158 bottoms and 202 dresses of all kinds within six months.

The reason why our factory has achieved a good start in clothing innovation is completely inseparable from the efforts of design section chief Jia Xiaotian.

Although Comrade Jia Xiaotian is young, he has made many major achievements in creative design.

Whether it's the bell bottoms from the year before or this year's new clothing, they are all excellent.

Other comrades in our design department, especially some old comrades, should study hard like Comrade Xiao Jia..."

After a round of applause, Jia Xiaotian, the head of the design section, spread out a speech.

Lao Bao, who was in the same conference room, touched his stomach helplessly.

Jia Xiaotian: "Thank you to all the leaders for your encouragement. The clothes I designed are so popular in the market..."

"Director Ma, this is incredible~"

Suddenly, a gay man ran in in a hurry.

"What's wrong, Xiao Yao?"

Director Ma, who was sitting in seat C, frowned: "What are you doing in such a hurry?"

"Lesbians in our city have already lined up in long queues in the mall to buy clothes from our factory."

Director Ma stood up with a cry: "What?"

Jia Xiaotian's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"It's nothing to do with you,"

The gay man who had just entered the door pushed away Jia Xiaotian who was grabbing him:

"Director Ma, the phone calls in my office have just been ringing with calls from major shopping malls. They are all asking for goods."

"Xiao Yao, come on, come on"

Director Ma quickly pulled over the gay man and said, "Tell me what's going on."

At this moment, Lao Bao, who was sitting aside, seemed to have guessed something, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was impossible.

"A few days ago, the backlog of clothing in the fourth workshop of our factory has just been put up in three shopping malls on Nanjing Road,"

Xiao Yao introduced: "Today is the official day of sale, but guess what?"

Factory Director Ma: "What are you doing?"

"There are more than 1,000 pieces of clothing in three shopping malls, but there are not many left,"

Xiao Yao grabbed the factory director's arm: "On the phone just now, the directors of these shopping malls were all anxious to get goods, but after I hung up their phone, guess what happened?"

"What did you do again?"

"Yong'an, Six Hundred and Seven Hundred have also called for orders," Xiao Yao said anxiously to Factory Director Ma: "I won't tell you anymore. I have to go to the fourth workshop to transfer goods."

"Okay, then hurry up and get busy."

Looking at Xiao Yao's hurried away figure, several comrades in the conference room still looked confused.

"More than 1,000 pieces were sold in one morning?"

"Oh my god."

"We've caught up with our factory's new product orders for half a year."

"How is this possible?" Jia Xiaotian said: "This is absolutely impossible."

"Fourth workshop?" Factory Director Ma thought for a moment: "The workshop that Jiang Xiangnan is responsible for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people in the room slowly turned their attention to Lao Bao.

At this moment, Lao Bao, who had recovered from the shock, suddenly laughed: "This Jiang Laosan really has a way with him!"

…

A few days later, Jiang Shan drove a van to Pujiang Dance Theater as usual.

"Stop, stop, stop,"

Suddenly, Chen Peisi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, patted the country and shouted to stop.

Jiang Shan quickly put his foot on the brake: "What's wrong?"

"Look, is that girl in front Li Lingyu?"

"Hey, it's true."

A girl wearing a small floral dress was walking alone under the sycamore tree on the roadside.

"Comrade Xiao Li," Chen Peisi rolled down the car window: "Where are you going?"

17-year-old Li Lingyu stopped, turned around and saw the two of them, and immediately ran over easily.

"What a coincidence, Director Jiang,"

Li Lingyu suddenly flashed a pair of bright eyes and smiled: "I'm going to the dance theater, what about you?"

"Get in the car,"

Chen Peisi reached out and opened the car door for the other party: "We happen to be going there too."

"okay!"

"Where have you been so early in the morning?" Chen Peisi looked back at Li Lingyu.

"I heard that there is a wonton restaurant nearby that is particularly delicious," Li Lingyu said with a smile, "I went to try it today."

"found it?"

"hold head high!"

Chen Peisi is still not familiar with Pujiang: "You can do it."

"In the past few days since I came to Pujiang, I would hang around outside whenever I had free time,"

Li Lingyu looked at the front happily: "Director Jiang, you can also drive, you are so brave!"

"How can I be as bold as you?" Jiang Shan looked at her in the rearview mirror: "When I came back to Pujiang for the first time, I dared to wander around alone, and I wasn't afraid of getting lost:"

"How could I get lost? I'm so smart,"

Li Lingyu straightened her neck and shook her head:

"Even if you ask me to go to Jiefangtai Bend, it will definitely be fine."

"See what you can do,"

Jiang Shan and Chen Peisi laughed together: "Let's liberate Taiwan!"

Chen Peisi: "You think you have three red flags!"

…

Turn left and right and enter Pujiang Dance Theater.

Before entering the classroom, I heard:

"Three, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, hold still, pay attention to your expression..."

"Starting from six to seventy-eight, walking and stopping, stopping and stopping..."

"What's going on these two days?"

Xia Tuan looked at the girls in the classroom with a straight face: "Why do we always make mistakes? We have been rehearsing this dance for a while, why do we still step on the wrong beat?"

Deputy Director Xia of the Dance Theater personally participated in the rehearsal, not to mention how strict it was!

In a tense and depressing atmosphere, the girls who were spinning around were gritting their teeth and persisting.

After finally waiting for a break, the deputy leader, who was about to walk out the door, did not forget to look back and emphasize a few words.

At this moment, Jiang Shan and Chen Peisi led several actresses into the classroom.

Looking at the exhausted girls on the floor, a few of them sat aside quietly.

After more than 10 minutes, Jiang Shan stood up:

"Everyone has worked hard during this time. I'm not just saying this for fun, I really feel that everyone has worked hard.

But there is no way, we still have to persist.

The date of the National Dance Competition is right there. If we want to win the grand prize, we must work overtime. "

The girls on the floor were either looking at him with grievance or looking at the ground silently.

There were also a few who were already looking at the sky with tears in their eyes.

Looking at the dance team in front of him who were still not in high spirits, Jiangshan smiled and clapped his hands:

"How about we play a game while we have time?"

Dong Zhizhi looked at Jiangshan strangely: "Play a game?"

"I'm almost dead tired, and I'm still playing games," Zhou Jie pouted: "I'm not interested."

"My game," Jiangshan began to make up: "is a game designed specifically for advanced dancers. I don't even want to teach those with poor levels."

"A game designed specifically for dancers?"

Dong Zhizhi: "So those with poor levels can't play it?"

Zhou Jie raised her chin: "Then do you think our level is good enough? "

A few minutes later,

After knowing the rules of the game, the girls in the dance studio stood on both sides.

Then, Jiang Shan inserted the prepared tape into the recorder: "Are you ready?"

"Okay~"

With a press of his finger, the recorder started to play:

[3, 2, 1...]

Jiang Shan's counting sound came from the recorder, followed by a familiar string of music.

Zhou Jie listened for a few seconds with her ears perked up, and immediately shouted excitedly: "It's "Female Militia of the Grassland". "

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled Dong Zhizhi and ran to the center of the classroom.

After she raised her hands and started dancing for a while, several girls around her ran up and started dancing the familiar dance with them.

Unfortunately, before they could dance for a while, the music in the recorder disappeared again.

But just as the girls retreated to both sides in disappointment,

[3, 2, 1...]

A new piece of music sounded.

"It's "Harvest Gongs and Drums"..." Several girls shouted the name of the song together.

So soon, the girls who had just retreated to both sides ran to the center of the classroom again.

This Once, they danced and laughed, each one more joyful than the other.

Then, one familiar dance music after another came out of the recorder.

"Red Lantern,"

"White Haired Girl,"

Just like before, whoever had learned it would immediately run to the middle to dance a few times.

Although each dance could only be performed for a short period, the girls in the classroom danced back and forth, laughing and joking, and they were so happy! .

At this moment, Chen Peisi, who had been stunned for a long time, took the time to look at Jiangshan with shining eyes.

"Is this the game you came up with?"

"How is it, fun?"

"This is too good to watch, I'll think of more when I have nothing to do in the future! ”

The game that Jiangshan is teaching the girls is the random dance of later generations. The way of dancing to the music is indeed not for everyone.

At this moment, watching the cheerful dance of the dancers,

Pan Hong, Liu Xiaoqing, Gong Xue, Zhang Yu, and Li Lingyu are all envious.

[3, 2, 1,]

The music started again...

"It's "Shang Chunshan," Liu Xiaoqing and Pan Hong blurted out at the same time.

The next second, the two who knew a little bit finally got the chance to rush to the center of the stage and play a few times.

Today's song and dance troupes learn all kinds of dances and can dance all kinds of dances.

So, although "Shang Chunshan" is the classic dance music of Pujiang Song and Dance Troupe, the girls of the dance theater also dance well.

[3, 2, 1,]

This time, when a string of familiar music sounded, all the girls in the audience shouted out in unison: "Fisherman's Song". "

After the sound, the 15 girls who were in their positions quickly showed their expressions and movements.

Accompanied by the music, they danced gracefully with every move.

This time, the dance was so smooth.

The three group leaders standing outside the window clenched their hands excitedly at the unprecedented excitement in the room.

"The classic of our group is finally coming..."