1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 315: The novel became popular before it was published
To be fair, Jiang Xian doesn't have much aversion to the actor Tang Guoqiang.

People in later generations said that what he did was definitely a rumor. If he really did such a thing, how could they dare to let him play a special role?
But it is true that he and his ex-wife had a fight.

Wang Fulin seemed hesitant to speak in several interviews, but he did say something similar. It was probably when the filming of "Three Kingdoms" was in progress, his ex-wife's family members went to the crew several times to cause trouble and smash things, threatening to kill Tang Guoqiang, and even used their connections to ask the radio and television leaders to replace Tang Guoqiang.

The only thing Jiang Xian wanted to complain about was that Teacher Tang, you are really not picky about endorsements.

One moment he was wearing a dragon robe, eating instant noodles and chewing betel nuts.

After a while, the man with feather fan and green scarf appeared in the online game of flying fairies and fighting monsters.

There are also health care, infertility, and Lanxiang Technical School.
Even women's underwear has endorsements.

Ugh.

Make money, don't be embarrassed.

Looking back at Mr. Tang’s acting career, he has been very successful compared to others.

Among the male actors born in the 50s who are well-known to later generations, such as Li Xuejian, Chen Daoming, Chen Baoguo, Zhang Guoli, and Pu Cunxin, these people were basically known to the audience in the 90s, and they are all late bloomers.

However, male stars of the same generation as Tang Guoqiang, such as Guo Kaimin, Zhou Liqing, and Zhu Shimao, basically stopped acting in TV dramas after the 90s.

So Tang Guoqiang is an actor with a complete acting career.

His acting career covers almost the entire process of China's reform and opening up.

Moreover, Tang Guoqiang has produced phenomenal works in each stage of his youth, middle-aged and elderly years, and almost every work was at the forefront of that era.

Each of his representative works can remind you of a specific era, and each of his classic characters can trigger deep emotional resonance in people's hearts.

Moreover, there are no supporting roles, they are all protagonists!
There is no one else who can do this except him.

At this time, most of the criticism of Tang Guoqiang comes from within, that is, from several "old experts" in the film review circle, who say that he is a "creamy boy."

Don't underestimate the power of the four words "creamy boy".

This is a pretty dangerous hat to wear during this period.

In addition, after Tang Guoqiang joined the Bayi Film Studio, the films he starred in, such as "Little Flower" and "Peacock Princess", were both produced by the Beijing Film Studio.

The leaders of the Bayi Factory were also dissatisfied with him.

Therefore, the unit did not protect Tang Guoqiang, nor did it build internal public opinion for Tang Guoqiang.

You can imagine that Tang Guoqiang’s situation at this moment is equivalent to a young artist in later generations challenging authority and public opinion alone.

"You want to play in 'The Wreath'?" Jiang Xian clasped his fingers together, "Why don't you tell Director Xie?"

Tang Guoqiang sighed, "I wrote to Director Xie, but I didn't receive a reply. I think if I get the author's consent, Director Xie will be more willing to deal with it."

"How can this work?"

Jiang Xian handed Tang Guoqiang a cigarette and said, "Since I handed "The Wreath" to Director Xie, he will be fully responsible for the film. If I intervene at this time, Director Xie will inevitably feel that I am overstepping his authority."

"This this"

Tang Guoqiang's fingers holding the cigarette did not move for a long time. "Comrade Jiang Xian, I'm sorry. I didn't think enough."

"It's okay." Jiang Xian smiled.

People who are familiar with the routine know that you can’t be too quick when helping others.

When others ask you for help, if you cannot help, you must refuse immediately; if you can help, you must agree hesitantly.

Because the biggest taboo when helping others is not to have everything go smoothly.

Even if it is a piece of cake and not difficult at all, you cannot agree to it readily.

Even if there are no difficulties, we will create them.

Otherwise, how can others be grateful to you?
Jiang Xian chuckled and said, "Teacher Tang has starred in so many films produced by our Beijing Film Studio. He has played an indispensable role in the popularity of films like "Little Flower" and "Peacock Princess".

As a member of the Beijing Film Studio leadership team, I should advocate for you on behalf of Mr. Tang in front of Director Xie Jin. "

"really?"

Tang Guoqiang became excited.

Jiang Xian's words were no less powerful than a hand reaching out to him in the darkness.

"Thank you, Comrade Jiang Xian!"

He excitedly took out a booklet from the bag he was carrying and handed it to Jiang Xian.

"Comrade Jiang Xian, this is my understanding of the role of Zhao Mengsheng and my personal insights. Please help me pass it to Director Xie Jin."

"It's easy to talk about."

Jiang Xian took it and took a look. It was written densely, which showed that he had done a lot of homework.

He smiled and held up the booklet: "Look, Mr. Lu Xun said that opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. With this, I have a better chance of convincing Director Xie Jin."

Tang Guoqiang was grateful again, while Jiang Xian remained calm and composed as always.

No matter Tang Guoqiang or Ge You, they will be destined to be brilliant and extraordinary figures in his future era, so Jiang Xian would naturally be happy to make friends with them.

But friendship at the peak of one's life is unreliable.

Giving these people a hand when they are at their lowest point will be a favor they will remember for the rest of their lives.

Early in the morning.

After a busy day, the capital city was dark and quiet. People went to bed early, but in the corner of the night, the People's Literature Printing Factory in Xindian Village, Songzhuang Town, Tongzhou was still busy.

Accompanied by the roar of machines, the workers officially start their "night life".

A few dim lights illuminated the assembly line, and the workshop was bustling with activity. Several printing machines were "beating" regularly, and the 1982th issue of "People's Literature" in 6 was printed and bound one by one.
Hu Xiaohua yawned. She was 60 years old and had been retired for 10 years. Due to her proficient manual folding technology, she was re-employed after retirement.

"Master Hu, please take a rest." A worker in the same workshop said to her.

Hu Xiaohua did not try to be stubborn. He gave the workers a few words of advice, took out his cup from his bag, took a sip of water, and sat down on a broken box.

Smelling the strong smell of ink, I looked at the piles of printed books piled up on the side.

Behind these books there are some books scattered around. They are defective products, or leftovers.

Hu Xiaohua picked up a book from the defective products and took out a handkerchief to wipe off the paper scraps and dust on it.

Generally speaking, there is no problem if workers take a look at the defective or bad products produced during the book production process, as long as they do not take them out of the factory.

Hu Xiaohua started reading this volume of "People's Literature" at this moment. The printing was a little damaged, but it did not affect the reading.

And even if it was a defective product, she would look at it very carefully, for fear of folding a crease on the page.

After all, this belongs to the country and the people.

She thought there was nothing wrong with it, but if it was damaged, Hu Xiaohua would feel that she was undermining the foundation of socialism.

As a worker, a worker of supreme honor, she would not allow herself to be stained with such a stain.

“Red sorghum?”

Hu Xiaohua has very good eyesight and has no presbyopia at the age of 60. With the help of the dim light, she can barely see the words on the catalog.

What caught her attention even more was the signature at the back, which read "Jiang Xian".

Hu Xiaohua never went to school, but she is not illiterate. As we all know, after liberation, 5.5% of the country's 80 million people were illiterate, and the illiteracy rate in rural areas reached 95%.

Many people can't even write their own names, which makes many tasks difficult to carry out.

So the central government launched a literacy campaign.

Work during the day and the factory holds night schools at night.

As a worker, Hu Xiaohua was swept away at that time and gradually fell in love with reading since then.

"Isn't this the author of "The Garland under the Mountain"? " Hu Xiaohua muttered.

She is old and can’t read many novels, which makes her angry.

Those who wrote these articles have lost their conscience!
Why are novels full of rumors?
However, she had nothing to say about the novel "The Garland under the Mountain". She had read the novel several times and recommended it to her lover. Every time she read the novel, she couldn't help but cry because of the story.

So touching!

So well written!
Just because of the novel "The Wreath", she silently memorized the name of the writer Jiang Xian in her heart, thinking that he must be one of the few good and conscientious writers today.

Seeing Jiang Xian's name again this time, Hu Xiaohua naturally couldn't contain his excitement.

The novel was placed at the very front of this issue of "People's Literature", and Hu Xiaohua found the first page of the novel without having to look for pages deliberately.

Next to the words "Red Sorghum" in relatively large font, there was a "Compilation Note" of two or three hundred words.

The general idea is that some time ago, Jiang Xian put forward the slogan of "seeking roots" in the literary world, and the cultural world launched a thinking and exploration of "seeking roots".

Jiang Xian was brave enough to practice and wrote this novel based on the creative concept of "root-seeking literature". The story tells a heroic and passionate folk anti-Japanese story in Northeast Gaomi Township, praising national justice and promoting national spirit. The novel has surpassed the revolutionary historical war theme "Wulaofeng"
The so-called "Five Old Peaks" refer to old themes, old stories, old types, old themes, and old techniques.

Hu Xiaohua didn't know this, she was more concerned about the content of the novel

——Anti-Japanese stories.

This should be a very old subject, but it can be said that Jiang Xian has surpassed this subject.

With curiosity in his heart, Hu Xiaohua plunged into the novel.

"On the ninth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar in 1939, my father, a bandit, was a little over fourteen years old. He followed the team of Commander Yu Zhan'ao, who later became a legendary hero, to ambush the Japanese motorcade on the Jiaoping Highway."

The content of the novel is very simple.

Many people in later generations have watched the film and television versions of "Red Sorghum". Relatively speaking, Jiang Xian's "Red Sorghum" talks about very little and is only a small part of the film and television version.

The novel mainly tells the story of "my grandfather" Yu Zhan'ao in Northeast Gaomi Township who organized civilian forces and set up an ambush circle at the bridgehead of Sunjiakou Village to fight against the Japanese.

The story also tells about Yu Zhan'ao's transformation from a "bandit leader" to an "anti-Japanese hero."

"My grandfather" Yu Zhan'ao was originally a sedan bearer. When he was sending the bride to Li Datou's house in Shibapo, he encountered robbers. He bravely rescued the bride Dai Fenglian and fell in love with her at the same time.

Yu Zhan'ao and Dai Fenglian fell in love in the sorghum field, and Dai Fenglian became "my grandma".

Forced by life's pressure, Yu Zhan'ao often killed people and robbed in the sorghum fields and became a bandit leader.

However, when facing the Japanese invaders, Yu Zhan'ao stood on the side of fighting against the Japanese invaders and achieving national justice without hesitation.

In the end, "my grandfather" Yu Zhan'ao, the bandit leader, and "my grandmother" Dai Fenglian became the backbone of the anti-Japanese war.

Yu Zhan'ao led a civilian resistance force of more than 20 villagers and led a tragic ambush at Qingshakou, fighting until the last moment:
sunset.

After the car burned, only a few black frames were left, and the stench from the burning rubber wheels was suffocating.

Two unburned cars blocked the bridge one after the other.

The river is filled with black water like blood, and the fields are filled with red sorghum like blood.

The endless expanse of sorghum turned into a vast sea of ​​blood.

"Master Hu, what are you looking at?"

A call interrupted Hu Xiaohua's thoughts and pulled her away from the world of the fiery sorghum field.

She blinked, her eyes were full of tears, and her dark blue sleeves were all wet. She was afraid that her tears would fall onto the pages of the book, so she wiped them away with her sleeves.

"Master Hu, why are you crying?"

"Who bullied you?"

The female worker who discovered this became excited and came forward to ask with concern.

"I'm fine, just a little touched."

Hu Xiaohua forced a smile and showed them a copy of People's Literature in his hand.

At this moment, her mood was in turmoil.

As I said before, "Red Sorghum" contains a lot of content, but the focus of the novel "Red Sorghum" is only on the anti-Japanese war.

The shocking love story of Yu Zhan'ao and Dai Fenglian is not told in much detail.

As a person who lived before the liberation, Hu Xiaohua believed that the scenes in the novel must be real stories that happened somewhere.

Even the experience of Uncle Luohan that day in the novel that angered people, Hu Xiaohua believed it. She completely believed that it was a method used by the Japanese. She also believed that it was not the cruelest thing and that there must have been even crueler things that really happened.

"This novel is really well written," Hu Xiaohua told the young workers. "The story is very touching and the author put a lot of effort into it."

She is not a literary critic, and this statement is the best evaluation Hu Xiaohua could think of.

Such a story has deeply moved her.

"Master Hu, are you talking about the novel 'Red Sorghum'?"

"Red Sorghum? I saw it when it was being typeset. It's really good and very moving."

"Yeah yeah."

"Is it really that good?"

As the day dawned, there was a buzz of discussion in the workshop. Many workers expressed their shock after reading Red Sorghum. Based on their sharing, more workers found the 1982th issue of People's Literature in 6 and started reading.

"That's wonderful. That's touching."

"Is there really such a person as Yu Zhan'ao?"

"I don't know. I think this novel is quite bizarre. Do you think urine can really make good wine?"

"Let's write to Jiang Xian and ask him."

"Yes, we write letters."

The workers were more active than each other.

Even 60-year-old Hu Xiaohua couldn't resist the urge to talk and took out some letter paper.

"Red Sorghum" became popular in the printing factory before it was released.

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Age of Legends, by: Orleans Grilled Sturgeon Burger

Sturgeon Burger's "Nirvana" and "Reignite" are both rebirth novels that are hard to let go, and they were also the two white moonlight-level novels that Potato Chips read online back then.

After such a long time, he finally wrote a rebirth article again.

"The Age of Legends" still has the same flavor as it did back then.)
(End of this chapter)