Every time a film studio produces a film, China Film will purchase it at a price of 700,000, and China Film will distribute it nationwide. The price of the film has nothing to do with the film studio. The advantage is that droughts and floods guarantee harvests, but the disadvantage is that it restricts development. The maximum cost of each film is 700,000. Any higher and you will lose money! And now the cost is increasing year by year, which makes the film studio only make some small films and dare not let go. China Film took away most of the profits, but this money had to be turned over to the government. Only when the state gets the money can it allocate funds to film studios, support rural screenings, repair theaters, build some cultural infrastructure, etc. To put it bluntly, we are still poor. At this moment, Wang Yang looked at this information. Beijing Film Studio produced 11 films this year because the national quota is 11, including "Romance in Lushan Mountain". He felt that "Lushan Love" would definitely be a hit, but it was a pity that the factory couldn't get the money. And next year there will be "Tai Chi". According to Chen Qi's description, to make a Fuhua Dao in the late Qing Dynasty, the scenery needs to be set up, and martial arts actors must be found from all over the country. It is best to hire martial arts instructors from Hong Kong. It sounds like a big project, and the budget of 700,000 may not be enough. Wang Yang is an ambitious person, he has to shoot well or don’t shoot at all!
He has been to Europe for inspections and found that there has long been studying things like box office, market, attendance, etc., but the old system is still there in China. He has been communicating with China Film Group this year, trying to win some benefits: "Either our film studio has independent distribution rights, or you increase the purchase price appropriately. 700,000 is too little." Of course China Film Group disagreed. Wang Yang is a typical reformer. He has a progressive side but also has the limitations of the times. For example, what negative effects will there be if the distribution is really liberalized? He could not imagine this, he only felt that reform was needed. "..." Wang Yang slowly stood up and walked to the window. He happened to see Chen Qi taking pictures around the factory with a broken camera and asking Liu Xiaoqing for his thoughts. He couldn't help but laugh. There have been some subtle changes in the Beijing Film Studio this year, which only happened after this boy moved here. It is both love and martial arts, all of which are rebellious, but very to my own taste. He is an old revolutionary. He went to Yan'an in 1938 and has never been afraid of trouble. “Let’s communicate with China Film Group again!” "If it doesn't work, I'll go directly to the Central Committee and make sure to open this hole!" "If anything happens, I'll just take care of it!" ………… "call!" "call!" "Oh shit, I'm finally back!" On the last day of 1979, Chen Qi, wrapped in a large cotton-padded jacket and a small cotton-padded jacket, pedaled his bicycle back to Dashilar with difficulty. More than ten kilometers! His face was so red, his ears were almost frozen off, he was not wearing a hat, the wind was blowing hard, and his nose was dripping, this girl was called a romantic girl. Although the weather is cold, Dashilan is very noisy. It’s the New Year. The crowds are crowded and business is booming. No matter how hard it is to buy some candies for the children, it is also called a festival. When Chen Qi passed Ma Juyuan, he took a special look in. This is a time-honored brand that sells hats. It has been around since the Jiaqing Dynasty.
There was a jingle in the late Qing Dynasty: Wearing Ma Juyuan on your head, stepping on Neilian Sheng on your feet, wearing the Eight Great Xiangs, and wrapping the Four Great Constants around your waist. They were all top-notch luxury goods at the time, so they were all authentic! "Let's get a shearling hat. It'll keep you warm." Chen Qi turned into Menzhang Alley. As soon as he entered, he saw a crowd of people crowded and noisy at the entrance of the courtyard. "Slow down! Slow down!" "Can you afford to pay for the fall? Open the door, open the door!" He looked at his father and shouted, "Dad, what are you doing?" "My son is back, and Uncle Zhang's family bought a TV!" Chen Jianjun said. "A 9-inch black and white color TV, very tall! Xiaoqi, come over and watch TV at night, there are so many people!" Uncle Zhang's lips almost turned into smiles. He was the first one in the compound to buy a TV. "Hey, I really need to see this 9-inch black and white color TV set!" Several people entered the courtyard in a chaotic manner, guarding the small packaging box in Uncle Zhang's arms. Chen Jianjun followed happily, and Chen Qi returned home first. "Mom, why don't you go and take a look?" "Look at your fart!" Yu Xiuli was cooking and said unhappily: "You got the royalties then. If our family really bought a TV, we would still tolerate him being so arrogant and happy like Sihanouk!" Your dad is also stupid, what's so good about a broken TV, and he still comes to the door! " "Mom, you should think this way. Uncle Zhang spent 400 yuan to buy a 9-inch black and white TV. That's called taking advantage of him. The price may drop next year, so he will lose money. Color TVs are expensive now, but they will be cheap in a few years. What about the size? It’s still big, so it’s appropriate for us to buy it when the time comes, right?” "This sounds like a human saying!" Yu Xiuli's mood improved and she became Chen Qi's mother again. She rubbed his big red face and said distressedly: "Look at you, you're freezing. Go inside and warm yourself up quickly." Chen Qi got into the house, took off his cotton-padded jacket and shoes like he was shedding his skin, and put his hands and feet close to the stove to bake. In fact, it was quite new. He hadn't been so cold in many years. In later winters, he only wore a sweater and a down jacket. He got in the car and turned on the air conditioner. When he entered the house, there was heating, so there was no chance of getting cold. After roasting for a while, the food was ready, and Chen Jianjun came back happily. "That TV is really good. Let's all go and watch it tonight." "If you want to go, you can go, I won't go!" One of the secrets that the couple has been able to live together for so many years is that Chen Jianjun knows how to talk less. Seeing that his wife was unhappy, he decisively changed the subject: "Er, you have finished filming your movie, do you have to go back to the tea stall?" "No need, I'm writing another script and staying in the guest house." "Then it's not a big deal for you to stay in the Beijing Film Studio every day. Don't they want to recruit you?" Yu Xiuli also asked. "The director has this idea, but it's not certain now." "The Beijing Film Studio is a good unit. You have to pay attention. In the future, when you mention my Beijing Film Studio, people will look up to me. You don't have to worry about your wife, and you can get a house. You can't expect that broken tea stall to give you a house!" "It's hard to say about the house. I've seen their tube-shaped buildings. It's quite tight. The employees are waiting. How can they give it to me first?"
My parents were worried. Even though he made a lot of money, in the eyes of people in this era, he was not doing his job properly. Having a good state-owned unit is the truth - this idea has continued for 40 years. Countless young people fought against it, and later found that it was indeed the truth. Yu Xiuli ate silently, and suddenly raised her head: "Hey, can private housing be okay?" "The policy is too vague and there are risks." Chen Jianjun said. "Ask around, ask first." "..." Chen Qi looked at his parents, and he knew there was an Overseas Chinese Apartment in Beijing, and later there was a Fangzhuang. He really didn't know when private house transactions were allowed, so he might as well ask around. To be honest, he doesn't like to go home now, one of the reasons is that the living conditions are not good. There is a bed in the outer room, separated by a door, and any movement can be heard clearly, which is very embarrassing. It's good to get a free ride in the guesthouse, but it's also good to have your own house. Private houses these days are all courtyards, right? There's a lot of space there, and when the time comes, plant some trees, a pomegranate, a jujube, a persimmon, a pear, a crabapple, a lilac, competing for beauty, isn't it beautiful! ………… "Hurry up, come on!" "It's all started!" "Don't squeeze!" Uncle Zhang became the most handsome guy in the compound, and many people came to take seats with their bowls and benches. By 7 o'clock, the bed, the floor, the door, and the outer room were crowded with people, like pilgrims, looking devoutly at the 9-inch black and white color TV on the table. Yu Xiuli was a man of character, and really didn't come. Chen Jianjun actively squeezed in first. Chen Qi leaned against the door and chatted, mainly wanting to watch the TV programs of this era. "Hey, there's a station!" "Don't move, it's already started!" "Good evening, audience friends, today is December 31, the lunar calendar xxx, and it is also the last day of 1979." A voice that Chen Qi was very familiar with came from the TV, but the face was a little unfamiliar. The background was a striped wall, an ordinary wooden table, and a man in a gray Zhongshan suit, sitting there straight, and the manuscript in his hand could be seen. This is 39-year-old Zhao Zhongxiang. "News Network" started last year. He is the first generation of announcers. At first, there was no image, only sound. This year, there was an image, and it was not a man and a woman partner, but only him. "..." The hut became quiet instantly, with more than 20 eyes staring at the TV. Zhao Zhongxiang read more scripts and fewer news pictures, but everyone loved watching it. Just being able to watch a person on TV was enough to excite everyone. After the 30-minute "News Network" ended, Teacher Zhao made a preview: "Next is a small column on health science, and then a beautiful TV landscape film "Legend of the Three Gorges"..." There is no weather forecast now, and after health science, it is "Legend of the Three Gorges".
The content is very simple, taking pictures of the beautiful scenery of the Three Gorges, accompanied by commentary and music, it is a spiritual mass these days. Chen Qi has been leaning against the door frame, listening to people exclaiming and talking, and whispering. "This is the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, so beautiful!" "I must go there once in my life!" "Hey, don't talk, don't talk, listen to this song..." It was quiet again, and a very wonderful female voice sounded, bringing an even more wonderful melody: "Your figure, your singing, will always be imprinted in my heart..." These people were like Chen Jianjun listening to Teresa Teng for the first time, all frozen, as if hearing the sound of nature. "Tomorrow is coming, but it is rare to meet you, only the wind can send my deep affection..." It was an interlude of "Legend of the Three Gorges", "Homesickness" by Li Guyi. "..." Chen Qi also laughed, listened to the song, and went home first. Dad came back very late. He lay on the cold little bed in the outer room, covered with two quilts, his parents were not asleep inside, turned on the radio to continue his night life, he thought about all kinds of things, confused and didn't know what time it was. I just vaguely heard someone say: "When the New Year's bell rings, 1980 begins! Happy New Year, everyone!" (No more today... It will be available on the 2nd.)