Era: Starting from Modu Translation Studio

Jiang Shan, who has been working at Modu Translation Studio for almost a week, has a basic understanding of the process of dubbing a film.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Shan followed Team Leader Lu and walked out of the conference room. Their translation team had completed two rounds of translation work on The Garrison Suicide Squad.

At the meeting just now, director Hu Xiao has taken the lead in forming a dubbing team for Garrison Suicide Squad, including dubbing director Yang Bai, who will be the translator and translator.

As soon as he entered the office, Team Leader Lu said to Jiang Shan: Xiao Jiang, come to my place for a moment.

Jiang Shan immediately followed: What are your instructions? Leader.

What instructions can I give? It's not your last instruction.

Lu Yi opened the drawer of his desk and took out an envelope: Tomorrow you will join the group to follow the recording, so take the time to watch a movie.

Jiang Shan's eyes lit up and he quickly took the envelope and saw that it was really a movie ticket. He immediately smiled and said, Okay, I'll get off work right away.

Team Leader Lu did not forget to remind us: Work hard tomorrow.

Don't worry, Jiang Shan was about to turn around, but suddenly remembered something: By the way, Team Leader Lu, have the release schedules of The Hunt and Looking Home been released?

It came out early. It will be officially screened this Sunday. You will be indispensable for movie tickets then.

I'm just waiting for your words.

These two Japanese films, which were completed overtime by Mordu Translation Studio, were finally released during the China-Japan Friendship Bridge Film Festival.

The shock brought by these two movies to 1978 was first reflected in the way the people dressed.

It's coming out this Sunday, which is great.

Jiang Shan was happy while walking. After leaving the factory, he opened the envelope and saw that Lu Yi actually gave him ten movie tickets at once: Team Leader Lu is so kind!

Before Jiang Shan could sigh, he saw Factory Director Hu's 28 big stick coming to a stop beside him: Who can I say is being kind?

You!

Jiang Shan's face turned red and his heart stopped beating: Who else is there besides you?

That's pretty much it. After saying that, Director Hu got on the 28th bar again and said, The day after tomorrow, you and I will go to the TV station again.

become.

After that, Jiang Shan walked very slowly all the way home, thinking about public service announcements all the way, and walked into the courtyard unknowingly.

When I looked up, I saw my neighbor Li Ruocheng sitting in front of the window translating a manuscript.

I don’t know what book the old man is translating recently, but I haven’t seen him come to the small courtyard to rest a few times.

Uncle Li,

Standing under the eaves, Jiang Shan handed in two movie tickets from the window: Walter Defends Sarajevo.

Li Ruocheng took it and took a look: Movie?

Yes, Yugoslavia's is much better than Albania's.

Li Ruocheng smiled, and he felt from the bottom of his heart that the third son of the Jiang family was really a grateful person: It seems that the work of the translation studio was not in vain. How is your painting of the Bone Ghost?

When he mentioned this, Jiang Shan became happy: It's almost done. I can hand it in tomorrow.

So fast, you are really a diligent person.

I learned this all from you. When Jiang Shan was about to leave, he turned around and reminded: Don't waste it, take Aunt Li with you.

You need to remind me of this, Li Ruocheng glared at him: If I don't take her with me, why should I take you with me?

…

At the Jiang family's dinner table, the whole family was happily looking at the movie tickets in their hands.

The second brother, Jiang He, had not watched a movie for a long time, and this time he smiled rarely: Okay, third brother, it's time to make a career.

San'er, Jiang's mother smiled the most happily: Mom won't go see this hot spot. I can exchange it for two cloth tickets.

Sure, Jiang Shan felt that doing so would make Jiang's mother even happier: You have the final say, but I have to watch the movie next time, it's so good.

Okay, listen to my little son, I will definitely go to the next movie.

Thank you, brother, Jiang Chuan asked for two movie tickets at once, his eyes rolled with laughter: Not many students in our class have seen this movie.

Father Jiang held the movie tickets in his hand and rolled his eyes at his daughter: Why do you want two for each person? Didn't you listen to your mother that you can exchange them for meat tickets?

Jiang Chuan quickly put his hands behind his back: Every time, my classmates invite me to watch it. This time I want to invite her to watch it too.

Look, look, as long as I work at the translation studio for one day, the movie tickets won't matter at all.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Shan walked into the back room.

In 1978, there was little entertainment.

Not to mention that the country's one billion people only have a total of more than one million TVs. Even if there are, there is very little content to watch on TV.

In addition to radio, newspapers, and magazines, movies have undoubtedly become the most popular entertainment program for the masses.

In those days, there were many people who watched a movie three or four times.

It doesn't matter if you can't afford movie tickets. When movies are moved from first-tier theaters to second-tier theaters, the price of movie tickets will be discounted in half.

After dinner, when the back figures of the four Buddhist monks were perfectly reproduced on the drawing, the last picture of Three Strikes of Bone Demons was finally completed.

There are 36 pages and 72 drawings. What was originally thought to be completed in five or six days, took almost two weeks to complete.

Jiang Shan flipped through the pages of the drawings. He couldn't help but laugh when he thought that in a short time, these drawings would be turned into a book.

Third uncle, are you done with the calligraphy and painting of the villain? Jiang Xiaobai lay on Jiang Shan's lap and raised his head and asked, Show me.

Go, Jiang Shan didn't dare to hand over the drawing to the little guy: Call your sister here, and the third uncle will tell you a story.

Oh~

Jiang Shan arranged the drawings by page number and showed them page by page to the two children around him.

The man on the horse is their master, the fat man leading the horse is Zhu Bajie, and the monkey in the front is the Monkey King, the Monkey King...

Jiang Shan was talking lively and dancing, and did not notice the expressions of the two children after seeing the Bone Demon.

Jiang He, who was lying on the lower bunk practicing painting, also stopped painting. Looking at his younger brother's excitement, he seemed to see himself becoming successful in the future.

He quickly turned around and continued practicing painting.

Not long after the story was told, Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai ran out of the hut with sad faces.

Jiang Shan hurriedly shouted: What's wrong? I haven't finished speaking yet.

Jiang He couldn't help laughing and kicked his younger brother: Why are you talking so detailedly? How old are they? Be careful of Xiaobai wetting the bed at night.

Jiang Shan also smiled: Second brother, come to the factory to find me when you have nothing to do. There are more movies in the factory than outside.

Jiang He picked up the movie ticket with black and white writing on it and looked at it carefully: If you ask me, I can draw this thing.

Show it to me, Jiang Shan didn't expect his second brother, who had always been silent, to think of this: Don't tell me, you can indeed draw.

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled. The next second they both took out drawing paper and started copying the movie tickets.

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The eldest brother didn't go home for dinner at night. Jiang Shan, who was working the night shift, looked up when he passed by the Pujiang Daily office building.

Sure enough, the lights were still on in the eldest brother's office.