Chapter 328: The Climax of the Wanti Stadium

At this moment, the Gymnasium was already boiling.

Four cameras set up in different positions strictly controlled the lens according to the previously established route.

The long view, close view, and one-shot of the stage...

The laughter, smiling faces, applause, and cheers of the audience!

All were captured by the machine.

One of the young men who carried the camera back and forth to fight guerrilla warfare and wanted to take a little bit of everything he saw was Comrade Jiang Shan, the deputy conductor of this concert.

In 1979, Sony launched the first shoulder-mounted camera, and the cost of shooting immediately dropped sharply.

A few months later, Sony launched a portable camera. Since then, the camera has entered thousands of households in Japan.

The camera that Jiang Shan carried on his shoulder to shoot everywhere was the Sony brought back to China by Yu Sigui.

In this regard, Jiang Shan sighed from the bottom of his heart. Every time this girl prepared a gift for him, it was really aimed at his heart.

The most exciting moment on the stage is often the moment when the cameraman is most focused.

When the sound of folding fans opening and closing, green willows waving, high-fives, sleeves waving... dancing in unison with the singing.

The heartbeats of the audience gradually accelerated.

At this moment, they all felt lucky and proud that they could sit in this venue...

Anyway, no matter what their mood was, they would talk about it for two months when they went back.

This also included the old people sitting in the guest seats.

Looking at the wonderful song and dance performances in front of me, I realized what it means that the longer you live, the more beautiful you see.

Huang Yongyu secretly vowed that for this wonderful world, if he didn't live to 99, no one would want to take him away.

Coincidentally, several old friends who sat in a row with him were also wishing themselves a long life.

A lively song and dance show ended perfectly with the surprised eyes of the audience!

The long-lasting applause shook the lanterns in the museum collectively.

At this moment, not only Jiangshan, but also all the singers and dancers of "Shang Chunshan" who were taking their final bows were so excited that they had tears in their eyes.

They had never experienced tens of thousands of audiences standing up and applauding for them.

Even on the way to the backstage, they could still vaguely hear the audience's farewell applause.

"I can't find an adjective," Zhou Yeming looked around at Jiang Shan: "Don't tell me that this dance was also arranged by Xiao Jiang?"

"I can't believe it, let alone you, I couldn't believe it at first," Gu Zhengzheng said that he could understand:

"You didn't see it, this guy actually twisted his waist to demonstrate to the art troupe, look at how good he is, I can't bear to watch it."

Zhou Yeming was stunned: "It was really arranged by Xiao Jiang?"

"Don't talk about the dance, even the song was arranged by him," Gu Zhengzheng remembered the time when Jiang Shan hummed and Gu Jianfen composed the music:

"He really didn't twist well, but after the dancers followed his style, guess what, it was really wonderful."

At this moment, Zhou Yeming was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he and Wang Fulin stared at the ancient stage with their mouths open.

Gu Zhengzheng gestured with one hand, and it was quite interesting: "Especially the skill of playing with a fan, it seems simple, but it is still worth seeing when it is opened and closed."

In fact, Jiangshan just gestured a little, mainly to convey a meaning.

Who knows that there are many talents in the Pujiang Song and Dance Troupe, and someone immediately stood up to carry forward his skills.

Hearing this, Wang Fulin really couldn't sit still.

Before the new program was on stage, he stood up to find Jiangshan.

The large-scale song and dance "Shang Chunshan" was a climax of the whole evening party.

In order to arrange the program behind it, the organizers spent a lot of effort.

No matter who it was, no one wanted to follow this program.

In the end, Jiangshan still made the decision.

"Next, please enjoy the interlude "Song of Sunida" from the movie "Caravan", sung by the famous soprano singer: Zhu Fengbo, dance performance: Pujiang Song and Dance Troupe. Performance: Pujiang National Orchestra."

Liu Xiaoqing's curtain announcements are getting more and more fluent. This time, after finishing the lyrics, he also made a gesture of invitation to the band beside him.

Soon, eight dancers wearing orange saris with gold edges danced Indian dance barefoot to the accompaniment of a string of exotic music.

Zhu Fengbo, who was also wearing a gorgeous sari, surprised the audience as soon as he opened his mouth.

The entire "Song of Sunida" completed in Hindi reminded the audience of the wonderful clips in the movie "Caravan" during the singing and dancing.

Although it was not as shocking as the previous song and dance, it also had a different flavor.

Every subsequent program was a classic song that could be recorded in the history of Chinese music.

At this time, Zhu Mingying, who did not yet have the famous song "A chicken in the left hand and a duck in the right hand", also wore an exotic costume like Zhu Fengbo.

But she was even more ruthless than Zhu Fengbo. Not only did she wear African clothes, but she also blackened her face and limbs.

After the song "Yiya Ya Ole O" from Asia, Africa and Latin America, which she danced and sang, the audience applauded continuously, thinking that Zhu Mingying was a singer from Africa.

Even Jiangshan had to admire that the artists of this era really only care about art and not image.

"Jiangshan," Wang Fulin came over quietly: "This is also your arrangement."

"Director Wang," Jiangshan had no time to talk to Wang Fulin except for the greeting at the beginning: "This is the actor's own idea, look, how good!"

"It's good," Wang Fulin took a closer look at the machine Jiangshan was carrying: "But it still can't compare with your idea."

"I'm just an amateur," Jiang Shan said, "It's okay to enjoy the excitement, but I'll be defeated if I see the truth."

"Many times," Wang Fulin looked up at the audience, "the audience just likes to enjoy the excitement."

While he was talking, the scenery on the stage changed again.

The dubbing team of the radio drama "The Hidden" dressed in gray suits, Zhongshan suits, plain cheongsams, and May Fourth student skirts:

Qiu Yuefeng, Qiao Zhen, Tong Zirong, Lv Xiao, Ding Jianhua, Pan Hong, Chen Peisi, Liu Xiaoqing... stepped onto the stage one by one.

And Wang Jieshi, the lead singer, stood in front of them early.

As the prelude of the Pujiang Symphony Orchestra began, the dubbing team of "The Hidden" followed with a serious expression and sang.

"Dreaming of light in the dark night,

My heart is covered with sadness...

My tears are a bottomless deep sea,

I believe in endless power,

That is true love forever,

..."

Halfway through the song, the singing stopped, leaving only the sonorous and powerful symphony echoing.

Then, the recitations of Qiu Yuefeng, Qiao Zhen, Tong Zirong, and Chen Peisi slowly sounded against the background of music:

Qiu Yuefeng clenched his fist: "My faith is the bottomless deep sea, surging with the flame in my heart."

Qiao Zhen waved his hand: "Burn, endless power!"

Tong Zirong: "If the warmth stays in your heart, I am willing to bless you with my whole life."

Chen Peisi clenched her fist and raised her arms to shout: "Believe in endless power, that is true love forever."

The passionate lyrics were performed vividly by the backbone of the dubbing studio.

With the background of the symphony that was higher than the wave, the whole concert was injected with a chapter like the mission of the musicians.

Immediately afterwards, Su Xiaoming, who was dressed in white military uniform, walked onto the stage.

The "Naval Port Night" tailored for her by the Naval Political Department Song and Dance Troupe was indeed very suitable for Su Xiaoming's unique voice.

The concert at Pujiang Sports Center is still performing wonderfully.

The audience immersed in the beautiful singing had no time to check the time.

"In 1980, we not only entered the brand new 1980s, but also ushered in the spring of reform and opening up."

At this moment, Tong Zirong and Liu Xiaoqing both walked onto the stage.

"I believe that under the correct command of leaders from all walks of life, our China will surely enter a new era of abundance, beauty, prosperity and prosperity!"

At the moment when the words "new era" came out, the two orchestras in Pujiang played at the same time and kept pace with each other.

The music in the whole venue was deafening.

The green-clad firefighters, the green-clad garrison art troupe, the white-clad angel team, the blue-clad second clothing factory workshop four...

At this moment, representatives from all walks of life have filled the entire stage in teams.

The lead singer Li Guyi, standing at the front of the square, has already opened up his aura and sang loudly.

"I love you, China Country; I love you, China;

I love your flourishing seedlings in spring

I love your golden fruits in autumn

…”

The song reached its climax and the singing started everywhere.

The team standing behind Li Guyi transmitted the loud singing of "I Love You, China" to all corners of the Gymnasium.

Just as the audience was concentrating on the central stage,

suddenly, many actors in costumes and holding flowers walked out of each aisle between the seats.

It is not difficult to see that they are the cast and crew who performed on the stage before.

At the forefront of one of the aisles, Jiang Shan also grabbed a handful of carnations and stood with Chen Peisi .

At the front of the other aisle, Gu Jianfen, waving flowers, had already shed tears of excitement.

"I love you, the temperament of green pine;

I love you, the character of red plum;

I want to dedicate the most beautiful song to you,

my mother, my motherland

..."

More and more people joined the singing.

On and off the stage, flowers were waved and songs echoed;

Just when the audience hadn't reacted, eight flag bearers with upright postures and holding the five-star red flag appeared at the front of the stage.

They marched in uniform steps and raised the bright five-star red flag to the sky amid the loud singing of the audience. The highest point of the flagpole.

When the singing stopped, the whole Pujiang Stadium erupted in deafening applause.

Waves of applause, one higher than the other, rose and fell in the audience.

The audience, who had already stood up, clapped excitedly, and the cheers were extremely pleasant to the ears.

At this moment, the performers and staff who were originally standing in the aisle had bowed and left in batches.

The audience, who were still in an excited state, were still applauding and seeing them off.

Until Tong Zirong and Liu Xiaoqing announced again and again: "The whole concert is over. Thank you for watching the audience. Please take your personal belongings and leave safely."

Only then did they leave reluctantly.

…

A milky white car was driving on Xuhui Avenue accompanied by farmland.

Zhou Yeming and Wang Fulin, who were sitting in the back row, asked Gu Zhengzheng questions endlessly.

After asking the last question, Zhou Yeming suddenly realized: "Forget it, it's better to do it yourself than to watch others do it a hundred times. I want to find an opportunity to work with Xiao Jiang once."

Wang Fulin had already planned this: "If you are not free, I can also take over."

The two smiled at each other, but then found that the parties did not respond.

So Zhou Yeming shouted to the co-pilot seat: "Xiao Jiang, do you hear us talking?"

Wang Fulin felt strange and just wanted to reach out and pat, but heard a series of snoring sounds from the front row.

Not stunned for two seconds, Director Gu, who was sitting next to him, also snored.

"Look," Wang Fulin couldn't help laughing: "How soundly these two sleep."

"It seems," Zhou Yeming didn't find it strange at all: "It's not easy to hold a concert."

Wang Fulin nodded: "Especially for a concert like this, I may have stayed up all night!"

…

The days of working at sunrise and working at sunset are really sleepy when I think about it.

Until the car stopped on the side of Anhe Street, Jiang Shan still showed no sign of waking up.

Fortunately, not long after, the Jiang family's large army was also sent back by car.

Compared to the Jiangshan car, they were much more excited.

Including Li Ruocheng, there was no trace of sleepiness at all.

He threw the third child on the bed and started chatting excitedly again.

At this time, Oriental Metropolis Newspaper was also rushing to produce performance reports and on-site photos of the "Rising Star Concert".

Editor-in-chief Jiang had previously told us that it must be published in the "Oriental Metropolis Daily" on the next day.

At the same time, the advertisements previously received must also be posted.

…

In the standard guest room of the Peace Hotel, Huang Yongyu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

As soon as I closed my eyes, it was all about the concert. I don’t know how long it took before I drifted off to sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but I was woken up by a knock on the door.

He opened the door with a sullen face and immediately smiled: "Good morning, Jiangshan!"

"Good morning to you too," Jiang Shan smiled even more cheerfully: "Please hurry up and clean up, there are people waiting for us to have breakfast upstairs!"

"Who?" Huang Yongyu glanced at the corridor: "Who wants to treat us to dinner?"

"The leader wants to talk to me about something," Jiang Shan said, before knocking on the doors of several other old gentlemen: "You will know as soon as we meet."

After a while, when Huang Yongyu and his entourage walked into the Chinese restaurant on the 9th floor of the hotel, Xu Muchun, who had been waiting here for a long time, stood up with a smile:

"Good morning, old comrades, among you...who is Jiangshan's uncle?"

"I," Huang Yongyu politely held the other person's hand: "I am Jiangshan's uncle, and they are all my friends."

Jiang Shan looked at several university researchers with smiles in his eyes: "Bureau Xu, these are experts from the Palace Museum, Professor Wang Shixiang, Professor Xu Bangda, Professor Zhu Jiajin, and Professor Qi Gong."

Yishui's professor was so excited that Xu Muchun even forgot to blink.

"It turns out he is an expert from the Forbidden City," he quickly took a step back: "Welcome, welcome. As the leader of the country, I should come out to entertain you earlier."

"You're welcome," Huang Yongyu sat down on the table unceremoniously: "We are just visiting a relative. The child attended a concert and insisted that we come over to take a look."

"You should just come over," Xu Muchun felt sincerely, "You should come over and take a good look at a concert like this."

"That's true." Huang Yongyu is going to watch two shows tonight: "Jiang Shan is a kid with some brains, and his skills are also quite good."

"I know how good Jiangshan is," Xu Muchun said with a smile, "To be honest, I rushed to meet with him early in the morning just to get him to give me some advice."

Seeing that the other party had something to discuss, Zhu Jiajin was about to leave: "Then it's not appropriate for us to be here!"

Qi Gong also thought: "How about we avoid it for a while first."

"It's not a big deal," Xu Muchun said, "Let's chat while we eat. We won't delay your enjoyment of visiting Pujiang."

"Xu Bureau, you are too polite. If you have anything to do, just ask."

At this time, the clerk of the Light Industry Bureau had already asked the waiter to serve a table full of Chinese breakfast.

Jiang Shan is a thick-skinned person. When he heard that Director Xu wanted to treat him, he quickly called out all the old comrades.

Looking at the exquisite small dishes on the table, the old comrades immediately felt their appetites increased, and simply followed the host's wishes.

"Xiao Jiang," Xu Muchun asked, "do you know what a foreign aid factory is?"

Jiang Shan nodded: "I know a little bit."

Xu Muchun asked again: "Do you know how many foreign aid factories there are in Pujiang?"

Jiang Shan smiled and shook his head. He didn't know where to go.

"Since 1950," Xu Muchun said slowly, "Pujiang has launched 198 foreign aid projects, involving 110 countries and regions."

The words here were narrated slowly, and Huang Yongyu and his party looked at each other silently.

"Beginning in 1978," Xu Muchun continued: "Many foreign aid projects were withdrawn and canceled, which led to the suspension of production in many factories aiding Vietnam, including two match factories."

Speaking of this, Xu Muchun was silent for a while: "Not long ago, these two match factories were included in our export trade office."

Jiang Shan slowly put down his chopsticks: "That's why you came to me today..."

Xu Muchun nodded: "It's because of these two match factories."

"Small-margin daily necessities like matches that don't have much technical content..." Jiang Shan was a little confused: "How to earn foreign exchange by exporting?"

"You ask me?" Director Xu also stopped his chopsticks: "I still want to ask you!"