Chapter 401 Red Love Letter Running in Both Directions

As the saying goes, the bigger the forest, the bigger the birds.

For Huashan Road, a century-old road, the longer the road, the more ocean-like the scenery.

Huashan Road, with a total length of more than 4,000 meters, spans three districts: Jing'an, Changning, and Xuhui.

Huashan Road, originally a place where celebrities and foreigners lived in old Shanghai, now has countless garden houses, famous universities, and new lanes...

Whether spring comes and autumn goes, Huashan Road, covered with sycamore trees, has always been the best place to integrate historical charm and modern trends.

In May 1980, Shanghai Theatre Academy enrolled students in six places at the same time: Beijing, Changchun, Lanzhou, Xi'an, Qingdao, and Changsha.

There are three undergraduate majors: performance, stage design, and stage makeup.

At this time, Shanghai Theatre Academy, located at No. 630 Huashan Road, ushered in the busiest day of the year.

Compared with the previous two years, there are obviously more students applying this year.

Like the Western-style buildings on Huashan Road, the campus of Shanghai Theatre Academy is also full of German, French, and Russian-style buildings.

In front of a three-story teaching building with blue bricks and red bricks, candidates from surrounding cities were queuing up and waiting for inspection.

Compared with the beautiful scenery of art candidates in later generations, the appearance of candidates in this era is still rich enough.

However, there are also representatives who are particularly eye-catching.

For example, Jiang Chuan, who is wearing a white shirt and aqua blue jeans.

Although she has visited this campus with a strong historical atmosphere a few days ago.

But she still can't help looking around.

In the eyes of old comrade Hu Xiao, this girl who has not yet answered a question has been fascinated by this campus.

"How is it, my alma mater is not bad?"

Looking at Jiang Chuan's eyebrows, Pan Hong, a senior sister of the 73rd class, read some shadows of Jiang Shan.

"So beautiful," Jiang Chuan did not hide his love: "Even if it's for this school, I must try my best to perform."

"Don't try too hard,"

Gu Zhengzheng was standing with Hu Xiao at this time: "Only natural performance can show the best effect."

"Hey, I remember Uncle Gu."

Not far away,

Dean Su Kun and Chen Shaozhou from the stage design department were discussing the faculty configuration of the director training class.

When passing by the preliminary examination room, the two stopped at the same time.

"Old Chen, look over there,"

Dean Su pointed in a direction: "Is that female comrade Pan Hong?"

"Dean Su," Chen Shaozhou was looking at it: "Don't be busy looking at the female comrade first, take a look at the two male comrades next to her first."

"Huh?"

Dean Su saw it: "Why are they here?"

The next second, he quickly waved to the distance.

This move attracted two old acquaintances.

"I say, Old Hu, do you two want to apply for our school this year?" Dean Su and Hu Xiao are too familiar with each other.

"Your school?" Hu Xiao: "What else do I not know that I need to attend the study?"

"That's right," Gu Zhengzheng: "We are rich enough to be teachers here."

Speaking of which, they have really been guest teachers.

"Actually," Hu Xiao softened for the sake of the next generation: "We are here to provide talents for Su Yuan."

"What talents? Which one did you two provide?"

While talking, Su Yuan and Teacher Chen have already stood on tiptoe.

They have to take a look at what the students who can make the director of the dubbing factory and the director of the TV station jointly send them to the exam look like!

"Did you see it?" Hu Xiao: "The girl who talked to Pan Hong is it."

"How is it," Gu Zhengzheng: "The appearance is not bad, right?"

The four old comrades looked up together.

"Oh,"

The first meeting made a good impression. Dean Su remembered this girl: "She looks good with bright eyes and white teeth."

Teacher Chen: "She is not bad in height either. She is not outshined when standing next to Pan Hong."

"By the way," Dean Su asked curiously: "Who is this girl? Why did you all get disturbed?"

"What are you disturbed about?" Hu Xiao said disapprovingly: "Her brother is an employee of our unit. He is usually too busy to leave, so I came for him."

"That's right," Gu Zhengzheng: "Our unit is really busy recently. As a leader, I should take time to take care of the families of employees."

"Nong Gangsa?" Dean Su was confused: "When did you two become a unit?"

Just when they were chatting enthusiastically here.

Not far away, after a string of names were announced, Jiang Chuan, a classmate with a ponytail, had already entered the venue with several candidates...

...

Under the same sky, just like Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi were looking for him.

Jiang Shan also came to the Pujiang Dance Theater in vain.

After walking out of the dance theater, Jiang Shan turned back and looked inside after lighting a cigarette.

Suddenly, he felt that he didn't see anyone, which might not be a bad thing.

Otherwise, if the two girls asked, he really didn't know what pose to make.

After all, this time was different from the previous "New Star Concert" that just wanted to be lively.

This time, people went to the national dance competition.

Speaking of which, the reason why "Shang Chunshan" was able to make a big splash was because the music was pleasing.

Another reason was that the overall medley-style song and dance performance also gave the people of this era a refreshing look.

During the rehearsal of "Shang Chunshan", Jiang Shan was a stage planner and action director.

But in fact, it was just a design drawing of what I had seen and heard in my previous life, and then I twisted it a few times based on my memories.

For the key details, we have to rely on the Pujiang Song and Dance Troupe to fill in the blanks...

I never thought that in the end, I would actually be invited to "Shangchunshan".

What I didn't even expect was that Pujiang Dance Theater would take notice of my feat of chasing a duck.

Speaking of which, when filming "Wonderful Night in the Forbidden City", the Dance Theater was very generous.

Without saying a word, he assigned two of his generals to Jiangshan.

During the filming in Yanjing, Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi, who took off at any time, were unambiguous in their orders to Director Jiang.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shan lowered his head and glanced at his...waist.

Trying my best to remember the dance I danced at the annual meeting in my previous life.

"Which one is better to dance?"

Jiang Shan, who was walking and doing things, didn't pay any attention to the citizens who were taking a detour.

"How about a game called "Eung Chong"?"

"Speaking of which, I also danced well in "Beautiful People", and I was chosen as the lead dancer at that time..."

Jiang Shan muttered as he walked.

Inadvertently, a sheet hanging in the air covered his face.

"Come on, young man." The aunt, holding a clothes pole in one hand, quickly said hello.

It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Shan realized that he had walked into an alley unknowingly.

Looking up, the clothes-drying poles hanging with clothes of all colors across the alley are waving in the wind like tens of thousands of national flags.

"cypress orchids, zizi flowers..."

After passing by the grandmother selling white orchids and gardenias, Jiang Shan continued walking in the alley.

It was almost evening, and there were female comrades sitting on small stools everywhere in the alley.

They bent their legs and bent their backs.

Either picking vegetables or washing rice, or standing by the coal stove fanning the flames...

Accompanied by the jingling bicycles passing through the alleys, and the children returning from school.

The whole city's downtown fireworks were rising at this moment.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiang Shan couldn't help but think of that scene.

There, there is the same human fireworks.

Shikumen, alleys, old roads, rickshaws, cheongsam shops, newspapers...

Women in old Shanghai, dressed in elegant cheongsam, sat on a small wooden stool, gently swaying cattail fans, swatting away mosquitoes and flies... and taking a look at the wind.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shan's rambling pace gradually accelerated.

Rushed straight home.

In order not to let the sudden inspiration dissipate, and to enter the world of home, I opened the picture book without saying a word.

The sun sets in the west and the night rises.

Jiang Shan, who had been immersed in painting, did not realize that the two brothers behind him were holding his drawings on the left and right.

Although there are many drawings, they are simple and easy to understand.

Various dance postures are difficult to dance, but very simple to draw.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Jiang Hai thought of the pile of choreography plans for "Up Spring Mountain".

"Are you going to line dance again?"

Jiang Hai held the drawing between his arms and lit a cigarette for his third son: "Have you met those two lesbians?"

"I didn't see anyone,"

Jiang Shan, who had been holding the pen, didn't even want to raise his head: "They are not in the troupe."

"Then what are you drawing?"

"I'll draw it first," Jiang Shan said, "When I see them, I'll show it to them directly.

If the other party is dissatisfied, you can quickly find another place to avoid delaying them. "

"Why do these words sound so awkward to me?"

Jiang Hai frowned and looked at the painting: "But what exactly is this painting of yours? Why didn't I see what kind of dance it was?"

"How many types of dance have you seen in total?"

At this moment, Jiang He spoke: "It's not surprising that I didn't see it."

"It's true that I haven't seen many dancers," Jiang Hai emphasized, "but I have seen them for many years, but I have never seen this dance in cheongsam."

Jiang He recalled it carefully: "I haven't seen it either."

"I designed this dance,"

Jiang Shan decided to take a break first: "In fact, it is a true portrayal of women in old Shanghai."

"Tell me more details."

“When it comes to old Shanghai women wearing cheongsam, the first thing that comes to mind is the Shili Foreign Market and Paramount dancers.”

"Me too."

"Actually, if we look carefully in the alleys of old Shanghai," Jiang Shan did not discover another kind of beauty, "we will also see a kind of elegant, simple and durable beauty."

"You mean," Jiang He thought for a moment, "working people are the most beautiful people?"

"Well," Jiang Shan nodded heavily, how dare he say otherwise: "In my eyes, this kind of beauty that is just like fireworks in the world is the most graceful beauty."

"Art comes from life," Jiang Hai looked at the graceful dance of the cattail leaf fan on the painting: "I seem to understand a little bit."

The most important thing is that there are many "cheongsams" hidden in the streets and alleys of old Shanghai that are ready to sacrifice themselves at any time.

"Brother," Jiang Shan suddenly wanted to write a report: "I remember that Sun Daolin once starred in a movie that described the plot of a spy war..."

""The Eternal Wave"?"

"Yes, that's right, it's the radio wave that never fades away," Jiang Shan: "Do you know who the character prototype of this movie is?"

"Let me think about it carefully," Jiang Hai really studied it: "I remember it seems... by the way, it's a comrade named Li Bai."

"Yes, that's him," Jiang Shan said:

"In order to cover up Li Bai who was sending telegrams at home, Comrade Li Bai's lover sat in the alley every day, lit the stove and picked vegetables..."

After saying that, Jiang Shan also posed a few poses, and the next second, Jiang Hai also posed one: "You have to put your legs together when wearing a cheongsam, hey... that's it."

...

On the evening of May 27, 2024, the Oriental Pearl Tower on the bank of the Huangpu River sent two sets of Morse codes "I love you" and "Forever" at 19:49 and 20:24.

The red light flashed and sent two sets of Morse codes "I love you" and "Forever" respectively.

This creative "confession" is not only a "red love letter" to the 75th anniversary of the liberation of Shanghai, but also a linkage with a movie.

In 1958, a movie adapted from real events, "The Eternal Waves", was born.

At the suggestion of Comrade Kenong, the August 1st Film Studio used the martyr Li Bai who died on the eve of the liberation of Shanghai as the prototype.

A spy war movie was shot about comrades on the hidden front in Shanghai who risked their lives to send telegrams even though they knew they had been exposed.

Like countless revolutionary couples, Li Bai and his wife hid in old Shanghai for 12 years.

Their real experience was exactly the same as the TV series "Hidden".

When Li Bai first met his "wife" arranged by the organization, they also said: You think I am useless as a scholar, and I think you are simple and rough.

But not only can they not turn off the lights, but they must also hold hands successfully.

Later, when they lived in the same room, they not only slept in the same bed and under the same bed, but also kept arguing with their voices.

Over time, this pair of partners who cooperated more and more tacitly, like Zecheng and Cuiping, fell in love with each other and submitted a marriage application to the organization.

With the successive victories of the three major battles, Li Bai and his wife, who had gone through 12 years of hardships, knew that victory was not far away from them.

At this time, Li Bai suddenly got an extremely important military intelligence: the Kuomintang army's Yangtze River defense map.

Long before, a set of the latest US interrogation system introduced by the Military Control Commission had already locked the approximate range of Li Bai's mysterious radio station.

As long as Li Bai sent a telegram again, the military control stationed in the surrounding area could immediately close the net and arrest people.

Although this critical situation had been informed by his own people, Li Bai, who always followed the principle of "radio is more important than life, and every message must be sent!", chose to send intelligence without hesitation.

In the early morning of December 30, 1948.

After quickly arranging the transfer of his wife and children, Li Bai sent the last telegram of his life in the enemy's encirclement.

That night, Su Caiqing, a 16-year-old radio operator who received the telegram far away in Xibaipo, clearly felt that Li Bai's fast sending speed was different from the past.

When the iconic code of "END" was transmitted, Su Caiqing, who thought that the receiving of the message had ended, continued to hear a string of codes that she would never forget in her life:

Goodbye, comrades!

Four months later, the People's Liberation Army won a great victory in the Battle of Crossing the Yangtze River.

…

In 2019, a dance drama of the same name that paid tribute to the movie "The Eternal Wave" became a hit as soon as it was released.

In 2020, a dance excerpt "Fisherman's Song" from the dance drama "The Eternal Waves" was performed on the Spring Festival Gala.

Now, this dance of more than 5 minutes has been locked by Jiangshan.

Not only that, Jiangshan also came up with a two-way rush plan that made the hero remembered again and the dancers won a great victory.

…

After working hard all night, Comrade Jiangshan skipped work again.

At nine o'clock in the morning, when Jiangshan rushed to the public toilet with a stack of white magnolias.

Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi from Pujiang Dance Theater walked into the gate of No. 51 courtyard with the address.

"Excuse me, does Comrade Jiangshan live here?"