Chapter 267 Jiangshan's First IP

The north wind blows, and the snowflakes float.

Outside the gate of Yenching Education Press, Jiangshan is busy lighting cigarettes for Huang Yongyu and himself.

"It's a good thing you came with me today, otherwise I might not be able to get the three prefaces!"

This time, I went to Yenching City in the north, in addition to shooting some materials for "Entering the Campus", and also for the "Jiangshan Fountain Pen Calligraphy Copybook" which is about to be reprinted.

This is the second time to cooperate with Yenching Education Press, and Comrade Jiangshan still did not easily mention the cooperation method of royalties sharing.

First, it is because of the kindness of Secretary Jiang of CAFA, and as for the second, of course, it is because his arms are not strong enough now.

Therefore, the purpose of Jiangshan's visit to the publishing house this time, in addition to getting a high fee of 900 yuan, is for the three prefaces on his fountain pen calligraphy copybook.

The most impressive part of the thin book "Jiangshan Fountain Pen Calligraphy Copybook" is the three "recommendation letters" written by Shen Congwen, Huang Yongyu, and Jiang Feng, the dean of CAFA, after the opening.

At this moment, the original copies of the three prefaces were already in Jiangshan's hands.

"Those three prefaces were originally written for you. Why did the publisher hold them back from you?"

Although Huang Yongyu did come to support Xiao Jiang today.

But he originally thought that this matter was not difficult, after all, the publishers nowadays have no awareness of preserving originals.

Once it is accepted and published, no one will ask about the following matters.

It is up to the editor to handle it.

Rejection of manuscripts is a different matter. If the author submits a thick manuscript, the publisher must of course send it back intact.

But if the publisher receives a single article, or a thin novella of a few pages, then the editor can only say sorry.

Because they simply don't have the energy to reject it, and they don't have so much money to mail it one by one.

After all, in the 1970s and 1980s, the number of literary youths and self-righteous literary youths was too large.

"That's true," Jiangshan also knew that the author of these three prefaces was targeting him:

"But, didn't you see the expression of President Zhu just now? She was still a little reluctant."

"Why didn't I see it," Huang Yongyu smiled: "She was worried that you would take these prefaces and your words to other publishing houses, but if you really want to do this, she can't stop you."

Just now in the president's office, President Zhu praised Jiangshan for a long time.

Although he only stared at Jiangshan's fountain pen words and applauded, he didn't mention the explosion of phone orders.

But both Jiangshan and the bystander Huang Yongyu have seen it clearly.

This "Jiangshan Fountain Pen Calligraphy Copybook" must have become a bestseller.

With few pages and a lot of empty space, it doesn't waste paper labels and doesn't take up space. It is suitable for all ages and rare things are valuable.

The most important advantage is that you are not afraid of being randomly accused.

Although Comrade Jiangshan wanted the original copies of these prefaces, he just wanted to keep them as a souvenir for himself.

But Teacher Huang's words did reveal Jiangshan's later plans.

"She really couldn't stop him."

But if the conditions were the same, Jiangshan would still hand over the copybook to Yanjiao Press for further publication.

"Today's wind is really crazy," Jiangshan watched the puff of smoke he blew out, blooming in all directions.

"Yanjing City, the coldest time is coming," Huang Yongyu looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes were dancing in the wind: "I won't see you off tomorrow morning."

"Even if you want to see me off, I won't let you," Jiangshan said, looking at the sidewalk not far away: "Just stay in bed!"

"That's right, anyway, they are following us all the way!"

On the sidewalk covered with a thin layer of snow, Liu Xiaoqing, who was covered tightly, was standing against the wall with his hands in his pockets.

Although he was already jumping with cold, he still yelled at the two children from time to time.

Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai, who had long been familiar with Liu Xiaoqing, didn't care what she was shouting at this moment. They just followed Chen Peisi and chased the snow with laughter.

"These two children haven't seen snow yet, right?" Huang Yongyu stopped: "Look how excited they are."

"It snows in Pujiang, but children are definitely happy every time they see it."

Jiang Shan glanced at the TV station's car parked on the side of the road, and quickly waved his hand and shouted: "Get in the car and go!"

"Oh~"

Compared to the first day when they just got off the car, they were honest and obedient, and now Xiaoyu and Xiaobai are more lively and comfortable.

The Great Wall, Tiananmen Square, Yan University, Yanjing Hotel, Quanjude... In any case, they can be regarded as flowers of the motherland who have seen the world.

However, the third uncle who used public power for personal gain didn't seem to have taken enough advantage.

The red and snowy Forbidden City, the Forbidden City is as beautiful as a painting.

Tsinghua University is full of talents and never tires of educating people.

With the company of his friends, Uncle San led his two children in the snow and successfully checked in the last two landmarks of Yanjing.

When the three adults and two children hurried to get into the soft sleeper compartment, the train on the Beijing-Shanghai line soon started again.

"You two have worked hard these days,"

Jiangshan, who was also exhausted, knew that it was not easy for Peisi and Xiaoqing these two days, after all, the children were in their hands.

"So I'm going all out today. See if you have this soft sleeper," Jiangshan pointed up and down: "Book it for us."

"Yo~" Chen Peisi looked around: "This room is pretty good!"

Liu Xiaoqing was already thinking about it when he came to Jiangshan: "This is the carriage when you came, right? This is my first time staying at this level!"

"Whenever we go out in the future, we must arrange this level!"

Before these two were developed, Jiang Shan felt that he should impress them as many times as possible.

"When you get hungry, go to the dining car and order whatever you want." When Jiang Shan said this, he specifically said to Chen Peisi: "No one is allowed to be polite to me."

"I know you are righteous," Chen Peisi smiled out the window: "When you are enjoying yourself, you don't forget to bring your brothers with you."

Boom boom boom…

Walking on a country road...

Chen Peisi was right. On the way back to Pujiang, she ate, slept, and listened to small songs. The laughter and singing in the entire box never stopped.

Only after conducting on-the-spot inspections in this era did Comrade Jiang Shan fully understand.

No wonder so many people at the 1983 Spring Festival Gala kept singing the song "Hometown Love".

It turns out that there are very few songs from this time period, and even fewer that are appreciated by the people.

…

Compared with Yanjing, Pujiang has some advantages in winter.

However, it's different once you enter the house. After all, you're not a place where you're used to lighting a stove.

We can only resist!

"Starting from today, our factory's dubbing crew for the "Latent" radio drama will officially open for business."

At this time, the "Latent" radio drama studio was packed with talents.

After the factory director Hu Xiao announced the opening of the wheat, there was a burst of applause.

"Let us once again welcome with applause the joining of three comrades: Pan Hong, Liu Xiaoqing and Chen Peisi."

After Hu Xiao finished speaking, he took the lead in applauding.

"Please, everyone, please look in my direction."

Jiang Shan and Zhang Lu, who were holding cameras at the same time, shouted loudly.

Then, everyone cooperated and walked to the office building, and Jiang Shan took a few "start-up" promotional photos with satisfaction.

"Comrades, please work harder,"

Facing a group of his old acquaintances, Jiang Shan really felt that his daily life was not in vain: "Everyone shouted together, good luck!"

"Come and get ready to see the camera,"

Zhang Lu stared at the camera and shouted: "Good luck with the start."

"Good luck~"

A group photo at the start-up was completed so smoothly.

At this moment, Zhang Lu's camera began to move along with Ding Lingling.

"Hello, fellow viewers, I am Qiao Zhen, who voices the male protagonist Roy in "The Blue Bridge". In the radio drama "Latent", I will continue to voice the male protagonist Yu Zecheng..."

"Hello everyone, my name is Liu Xiaoqing. In the radio drama "Latent", I will voice the heroine Cuiping."

"Hello everyone, I am Ding Jianhua, who voices Zhen Youmei. In the radio drama "Latent", I will be playing the role of Late Autumn..."

"Hello, fellow viewers, I am Pan Hong. Congratulations on the successful launch of the radio drama "Latent"."

"I am Chen Peisi. Congratulations on the successful opening of the radio drama "Latent"."

"I am Tong Zirong, congratulations on the radio drama..."

"Hello viewers, my name is Lu Xiao, and I am also the Xiangzi in "The Gorgeous Family". I will be the voice of Mrs. Ma in the radio drama "Latent"."

The lively "boot-up" formalism was brought to this era by Jiangshan in advance.

A one-sentence blessing for the launch of the show is one of Jiangshan's promotional plans for the radio drama "Latent".

"Latent" is the first IP he has worked on since he came to this era.

Although the copyright of the radio drama does not belong to him, the advertising fees later obtained are also obtained by the translation company.

But what Jiangshan cares about is not these dates, but the butterfly effect after the radio drama became popular: the paper book of the novel "Latent".

This book is different from the benefits that "Jiangshan Fountain Pen Copybook" brings to the publisher. The publishing method of "Latent" must start from the beginning, which is a royalty-sharing cooperation method.

Jiangshan has no worries about success or failure.

What he cares more about at this time is enjoying the entire process of operating IP.

"These photos were taken in CCTV's recording studio,"

As soon as Zhang Lu's work was finished, Jiang Shan handed him a stack of photos.

"Zhao Zhongxiang, Song Shixiong?" Zhang Lu picked up the photo and looked at it: "You are so good that you even invited them both."

"It's just a few cameos at the beginning." Jiang Shan thought it was quite beautiful: "When editing, don't forget to include these two people."

"Don't worry when I do the work," Zhang Lu carefully put the photo into his bag: "When the film comes out, you'd better come to my place and take a look."

"okay,"

Jiang Shan is a master who likes to do things himself: "When the time comes, I will bring you delicious food."

Hu Xiao, who had been waiting aside, saw that the matter was almost done, and immediately came over and dragged Jiang Shan away.

"What's wrong, Director Hu?"

"Come to the office with me," Hu Xiao strode along the way:

"As for the tape of "Rose Blooms Everywhere", you must explain it to me honestly today..."

Looking at his arm being held tightly by the old factory director, Jiang Shan's heart felt hot: "I blame me for making you worry again."

"What you said is really wrong," Hu Xiao's eyes were clear: "Since I met you, you have never let me worry."

Not only did he not have to worry about it, he even helped solve the problem.

Even this time, China Film Group put forward the requirement of "success, no failure" when applying for self-produced radio dramas from translation studios.

He never worried about Jiangshan's ability. After all, he could at least help in this business.

But how to sell tapes?

The first tape ever produced in the mainland was full of lewd music.

How to sell it? Where to sell it?

Even if they found a market, how could they sell 800,000 tapes in three months?

"You have been having a great time in Yanjing these days," Hu Xiao started to scold as soon as he entered the room: "Do you know how much weight I have lost these days?"

"Why do I think you have gained weight!"

While the two were still estimating the weight in the office, the car of Pujiang TV quietly drove into the gate of the dubbing factory.