What Jiangshan needs to do at this time is to have "Oriental Metropolis Daily" host this "Rising Stars Concert" in advance.

Not only can you offer some talents to people whose entertainment life is extremely monotonous, but you can also help increase the circulation of your own newspaper.

Of course, in this early stage of reform when there is a shortage of silver and silver, the most important thing is to generate business income.

But for the literary and art world, the birth of this concert cannot be measured in terms of money.

Just like the article that appeared on the front page of the Yanjing Evening News, this "Rising Stars Concert" really achieved "introducing new artists and recommending new songs."

At that time, newcomers from the Central Government, the General Administration of Political Bureau, the Maritime Administration, and the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe were worried about not having a platform to help promote it.

After receiving the invitation from "Yanjing Evening Class", they all sang and sang.

Among them, the song that the Maritime Song and Dance Troupe composed overnight for the rising star Su Xiaoming was the song "Night at the Military Port" that would become popular all over China.

The biggest behind-the-scenes hero of this concert was Gu Jianfen, the future godmother of music.

Her song "Young Friends Come to Meet" also made her meet the people.

However, this "Rising Stars Concert", which caused huge waves after the performance, was not favored by many media before it started.

While pouring cold water on it, many experts said: Although it sounds novel, it has little practical significance.

The few media members who were present were called back by the relevant authorities before the show started.

When the show finally started, only two units, CCTV and China Record Company, remained at the scene.

Because CCTV recorded and broadcast the live concert, a large number of people wrote letters and praised it again and again.

The Chinese Singing Club, which was already struggling at the time, turned a profit in one fell swoop by relying on a microphone standing on the stage.

The vinyl and small film "Rising Stars Concert" records produced in the factory exceeded the one million sales mark in just two months.

After that, I worked overtime for a year before delivering the next 5 million orders.

"You don't have to worry about ticket sales," Jiang Shan was determined: "This concert will be hosted by our newspaper, and then you can just wait and record a good program."

"This...isn't good. We can't ask you to go back and beg the newspaper for a program on our TV station."

It's the end of the year, and Pujiang TV's budget has bottomed out.

But if he doesn’t do anything and gets a show for nothing, Gu Zhengzheng really can’t do it.

"We all enjoy the blessings together and suffer the losses together," Gu Zhengzheng insisted:

"Whether this TV station loses or makes a profit in the end, our Pujiang TV station will shoulder the responsibility together with your newspaper.

Of course, I believe that with your brains, you will not let these two units suffer."

Jiang Shan smiled and nodded.

If time hadn't gotten in the way, he would have organized the party himself, so there would be no need to go to such trouble.

But this time, using this concert to accumulate some points is equivalent to an unrealized wealth.

"Of course. When have you ever seen me make a loss-making business?"

Jiang Shan's eyes slowly looked towards the stage.

In this case, let's just use this party to achieve a few of our small goals!

At this moment, teacher Li Qinghui, who was sitting in front of the piano, was giving one-on-one tutoring.

That gentle and elegant attitude seemed to come from beating Xiaoqin.

Perhaps noticing Jiang Shan's gaze, Gu Zhengzheng also looked in the direction of the piano.

"I'm talking about Lao Hu," Gu Zhengzheng had already wanted to ask: "How can your translation company hire a musical talent like Li Qinghui?"

"Do I still have few talents here?" Hu Xiao said unconvinced: "Even though I am a translation studio, the music editing work that needs to be completed is really not something that ordinary people can do."

"What?" Jiang Shan looked at Li Qinghui curiously: "Is Teacher Li awesome?"

"Do you know who she is?" Hu Xiao lowered his voice.

"who?"

"Have you ever heard of the song "Little Swallows Wear Flower Clothes"?"

"No way?"

Jiang Shan pointed his trembling finger at Li Qinghui: "Don't tell me that she... wrote this song?"

"Is it written by her lover?"

Hu Xiao, who took the opportunity to tease Xiao Jiang, smiled happily: "But she is not an ordinary person. In the early years, she and her lover wrote many film and television episodes together. Have you seen "The Wanderings of San Mao"?"

"Is that also the work of their couple?"

"Not only that," Hu Xiao smiled and looked at Li Qinghui, who was accompanying Chen Peisi:

"The young protagonist San Mao in "San Mao's Wanderings" is her son."

"Ouch!"

Jiang Shan and Gu Zhengzheng were startled at the same time.

I knew that there were hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the translation factory, but I never imagined that even an ordinary music editor could have such a big background.

"When her lover first arrived in Pujiang, he found a job as an arranger at the then Kunlun Film Company,"

The three people sitting in the audience were watching the excitement on the stage while chatting about the stories behind the stage.

"Due to work, their youngest son Longlong often goes to the studio for a walk," Hu Xiao continued:

"At that time, the director of Kunlun Company was looking for the actor to play Xiao Sanmao, but he went to many places but could not find a suitable one.

When I returned home disappointed, I saw Long Long fighting with the two children on the set.

With a big head, a small body, and a pair of big round eyes, the director immediately rushed over as if he had found a treasure..."

【Sanmao, you are the Sanmao I am looking for.】

For a moment, all the children forgot about their grudges, and saw an adult happily picking up the confused Longlong.

This child covered in mud was Wang Longji, the "Three Mao" who would later follow Soong Ching Ling in a nationwide fundraising campaign.

It is precisely because of this "San Mao Wandering Story" that our country has launched a series of fundraising activities to care for street children.

This result is in line with the original intention of Zhang Leping, the famous cartoonist who originally created "The Wandering Story of San Mao".

"It turns out that San Mao in the movie is her son."

At this moment, Chen Peisi's addiction to cigarettes was overtaken.

After sitting down next to Jiangshan, he skillfully took out a pack of cigarettes from Jiangshan's pocket.

After exhaling a thin stream of smoke comfortably, he put it naturally into his pocket.

"You kid," Hu Xiao had already noticed: "You seem to be more addicted to cigarettes than me!"

"There is no way," Chen Peisi explained: "When we were jumping in line in the countryside, we all relied on this thing to express our homesickness."

"Isn't that right?" Jiang Shan touched the cigarette back again: "It all depends on this thing!"

"Stop complaining in front of the master of suffering," Hu Xiao said: "When the real suffering comes, you two are not even born yet!"

"That's right," Jiang Shan admitted: "Take this story of San Mao's Wanderings as an example. The story behind it is truly a human tragedy!"

"oh?"

Chen Peisi, who had just sat down, asked: "I heard that it was not easy to make the movie "Sanmao Wandering". What happened in it?"

After saying that, everyone looked at Hu Xiao.

Hu Xiao was obviously taken aback: "Why are you looking at me? I still want to inquire!"

"Hai!" Chen Peisi looked away in disappointment.

"I've heard of some,"

At this time, Jiang Shan spoke: "From the beginning of the creation of the script, "Sanmao Wandering" has been full of twists and turns."

"Really?"

"Because, two of the three screenwriters of "The Wanderings of Sanmao" are underground party members. Once their identities are exposed, they must evacuate immediately.

During future filming, I also experienced many obstructions from the Nationalist government. Because the current social situation reflected in this film was the fact that the government at that time was trying its best to conceal..."

1947, winter night.

Painter Zhang Leping braved the wind and snow and walked into an alley in Pujiang.

As soon as I entered the alley, I saw three little faces that were red from the cold.

When I got closer, I saw that they were three homeless children about ten years old.

Three little guys wrapped in sacks and barefoot huddled around a stove roasting sweet potatoes to keep warm.

Two of the children were so cold that they were jumping to their feet, while the other was lying on the snow blowing on the fire at the bottom of the stove.

The cold wind howled and the snow fell heavily.

The poor painter looked at the three children blankly.
To be continued...