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162. Chapter 160 An advertisement that saves the country through curves(1/3)

 Chapter 160 An advertisement that saves the country through curves

Pujiang City at 4:30 in the afternoon.

College entrance examination candidates from various major examination centers walked out of the examination rooms one after another.

The female classmates in the crowd were all wearing short-sleeved shirts and dresses.

It's easier for male students. If they can't stand the heat anymore, they just wear a sports sweat vest.

Compared with the tension and unfamiliarity on the first day, everyone who walked out of the examination room was obviously a lot more relaxed now.

Walking in small groups and chatting all the way.

"The exam will be over in one day. Let's go out and relax together the day after tomorrow."

"It's too hot. I don't want to go anywhere."

"I can't wait until the day after tomorrow. I will go out as soon as the exam is over tomorrow."

"How about we go skating in the park?"

"You are the most relaxed, Xie Pingan, I don't have the energy to go out."

"That's right, he did so well in chemistry."

"Hey, we can talk about anything, just don't mention chemistry."

"I was most unjust. I didn't buy Oriental Metropolis Daily for a while."

"What does this mean? My family buys it every day, but I just didn't study the chemistry questions above."

"Stop talking. The more you listen, the more annoying it becomes."

"That's right, I'm almost suffering from heat stroke."

"Hey, look what that is?"

A group of classmates suddenly stopped.

Next to the school gate, under the plane tree.

A banner with yellow characters on a red background comes right into view: Happy Coke wishes all candidates success in their studies and a bright future.

A group of students were delighted to see it.

Since the college entrance examination, apart from the encouragement and blessings from parents and teachers, I have never received such a formal blessing!

Then he looked down: "Why are there so many people around?"

"Oops, they're delivering soda!"

"quick!"

5 or 6 employees of Pujiang Soda Factory were busy delivering bottles of ice-cold Happy Coke to passing college entrance examination students.

Everyone immediately pushed forward and stood on their toes, stretching out their arms.

When the heat is unbearable, I accept bottles of cool and refreshing Happy Coke.

This feeling will probably be remembered for a lifetime.

The child who drank Coke gurgled loudly.

Children who have never drank before, take a sip first, take a look at it, and then slurp it up with a smile.

Including several classmates who were listless before, all of them smiled at this moment.

No matter what they have experienced, this group of college entrance examination students after the reform cannot deny that they have caught up with the golden age when knowledge is most likely to change their destiny.

Jiang Zhuangzhuang and Ding Lingling took the opportunity to press the shutter when their classmates were smiling brightest.

"I've taken more than 20 pictures," Jiang Zhuangzhuang looked at the numbers on the camera and said, "It's almost time to withdraw."

"Wait a little longer," Ding Lingling looked inside the school: "We will withdraw after this group is finished."

"I don't know when the boss will return to Pujiang."

"He's not in a hurry. If he doesn't come back, he won't delay us."

The TV station building in Yanjing City.

A heavy rain poured down on the glass window of the director's office.

The three people in the room looked out through the window.

A blurry curtain of water blocked their view of the embarrassed passers-by.

"This rain is so heavy," Wang Fulin shook his head: "No umbrella can stop it!"

"You'll have to cross the curb soon!" Zhou Yeming said with his hands behind his back, smacking his lips.

"Will the Forbidden City flood?" Jiang Shan joined the discussion in time.

"That's impossible," Wang Fulint said confidently, "It won't be possible in another hundred years!"

Beside the desk stood a lake-blue Great Wall floor-standing fan.

He hummed and shook his head back and forth.

As soon as he entered the house, Jiang Shan's eyes never left this high-end household appliance.

I don’t know if the second brother took the electric fan home at this moment.

"Xiao Jiang, where are you looking?" Zhou Yeming noticed Jiang Shan's gaze: "Like this? Take it away later."

"Don't," Jiang Shandu made him laugh: "I can't carry it that far."

"Then just watch TV honestly. How do you think it's worth it?"

"Did you send it to Xiangjiang for matching? Why bother so much?"

"Originally, it was the film source provided by Xiangjiang," Wang Fulin, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, explained helpfully:

"They offered to help with dubbing, and we couldn't refuse."

"Oh," Jiang Shan nodded: "I wonder why it sounds like TVB."

"TVB flavor?"

"Oh, it's the accent of Xiangjiang Wireless."

"Oh, hiss~" Zhou Yeming then frowned: "Does it sound weird?"

For the two residents of Yanjing, this accent is indeed unaccustomed.

After all, "Huo Yuanjia" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" haven't settled down yet.

"But listen," Jiang Shan had never watched this show before: "I'm a little more used to it than I was at the beginning."

"You don't have a choice if you're not used to it," Wang Fulin looked at him and said with a smile, "Pujiang Translation Factory can't even translate your local TV series, so how can it take over from Yanjing?"

"They are too busy," Jiang Shan's elbow always knew where to turn: "My second sister-in-law is the voice actor there. She is so busy every day that I can't see anyone."

"Really?" Zhou Yeming felt a lot more comfortable: "It's no wonder."

Wang Fulin nodded: "It's not surprising if you think about it. They can't leave China Film's mission to take over our job."

"Your TV station still has great reputation," Jiang Shan said with an envious look on his face: "If a unit can offer to dub, Director Gu is not so lucky."

"Haha, organize your own dubbing team," Zhou Yeming said with a smile, "It's also a kind of exercise for them."

"What did our station's translation team say?"

"We are already training. Once the master tapes of "Astro Boy" arrive, we will let them use them."

After a while, no one in the office spoke anymore.

The country at this moment is fascinating to watch.

The content on the TV gradually attracted him.

When I was getting into a good mood, I lit up a Xiaoyao cigarette with a click.

The flickering tobacco smoke bloomed between the three fingers.

"Not bad, I think it looks good."

"It's quite good."

"It's more than good," Jiang Shan concluded: "This drama can definitely be the king."

In 1979, people had never seen such a TV series.

The original film was titled "The Man from Atlantis" and was translated into "The Man from the Bottom of the Atlantic" by Xiangjiang.

Future generations will definitely choose the original name.

However, nowadays, the Atlantic Ocean is better, after all, ordinary people know this.

The plot of "The Man from the Bottom of the Atlantic" is as its name suggests.

It is said that the last man in Atlantis was washed up on the beach by the tsunami.

The heroine Dr. Elizabeth named him Mike.
To be continued...
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