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Chapter 43 Reporter Mai Ruibao

Chapter 2831 Reporter Mai Ruibao

The target of the restructuring is the Lingao County Opera Club. Compared with the puppet troupe, most of the opera troupe's performance costs are lower, there are only one or two actors, and they do not require much expenditure on costumes and props. They are suitable for individual performances to be performed alone.

"Since they think they earn less in the group, just let them do it on their own." Ding Ding expressed support, "It's not sweet to force yourself."

"Of course you can do it yourself, but my book cannot be passed down in vain..." Wang Tao said.

In the world of storytelling in this time and space, Wang Tao can be regarded as a "grand master" level existence. It is not that his professional skills are high - there are so many professional "characters" who are good storytellers in this time and space, and they are definitely better than

Wang Tao, an amateur, is much better. But when it comes to the number of books he has mastered, no one in the world can compare with him.

First, as a fan himself, he collected a large number of classic manuscripts when he first traveled through time, including manuscripts and performance recordings of various genres of storytelling across the country; second, there were various related materials brought by the Great Library and other elders.

In particular, there are so many online novels, many of which have been adapted into storytelling.

With so much information at hand, apprentices whose basic educational level is only a second-class diploma can only pay a hundred bows. Therefore, Wang Tao’s plan is that actors who intend to become independent need to pay a “use fee” based on the basic materials they have learned.

, one book counts as one.

"The fee is paid once a year and is linked to the annual registration of the actor's license." Wang Tao put forward his suggestion, "The money collected is considered as the funding of our department."

"How much is the fee? I think it is reasonable to charge it based on a percentage of his revenue..."

"That's true, but how can we know his specific income?" Wang Tao said with a smile, "We can only roughly collect a fee every year according to the method of fixed tax. There is some income. If he goes out to perform and the market is very popular, appropriate

Charge more. If the market is poor, charge less. I will consider how to charge it specifically."

The plan is now on his desk. Although Ding Ding hasn't had time to look at it in detail, a quick glance shows that Wang Tao has put a lot of thought into it. And his abacus is the same as his own, which is to try not to support professional groups.

Although this time it only involves folk-art actors, it will be generalized in the future when the time is ripe to prepare for "privatization".

Wang Tao is currently the director of the Performance Department. He thinks the same as himself, and many things will be easier to handle. As for Fang Fei, he is keen on rehearsing various group exercises, organizing large-scale performances, and creating a "sense of ritual". He is also interested in the performance market.

I don't have much idea about this.

He first looked through the relevant proofs on the table. He didn't need to do the proofreading work now, it was more about considering the words. Sometimes this kind of consideration takes a lot of time, but today he just passed it by in a flash.

Picked up the report on the founding of the "Liangyou" pictorial magazine on the table.

"Liangyou" is a 16-page photographic pictorial magazine that Wenxuankou is preparing to publish. Different from the lithographic and copperplate pictorials they published earlier, the source of "Liangyou" mainly comes from news photography. This is mainly due to the chemical industry and optical industry.

The progress of the department over the years has led to the industrialization of photography and imaging printing.

Although Tintin didn't know how much effort the industrial sector put in behind the scenes, he knew how much benefit imaging could bring to newspapers and magazines. Especially photojournalistic pictorials. In an era without television, the influence of pictorials with pictures and texts

It's bigger than a newspaper.

In order to launch "Liangyou", in addition to establishing a new printing office, a special press photography training class was held to train photojournalists.

The masthead of "Liangyou" was intended to be written by Wen Desi or Wang Luobin. After some consideration, Dingding added a comment: "It is appropriate to ask a veteran who is proficient in calligraphy to write this matter, but not..." He thought for a while, and then added

The sentence "unsuitable" has been crossed out.

The pictorial is expected to be 16 pages and 32 pages. In addition to 26 pages of photography, there are also 6 pages of litho-printed comics. All pages are mixed with pictures and text.

Tintin picked up the printed proof of the pictorial and looked at the effect of the picture printing. In order for the pictorial to better reflect the effect of the picture, even if it is printed in black and white, it has certain requirements for paper, ink and printing press. In the early years

The printing house of the Senate could only print artworks with lithography technology. Now it can print photographic illustrations, which is a big step forward.

On this late spring morning in 1638, Mai Ruibao, a trainee photojournalist for the "Good Friend" pictorial newspaper, was experiencing some kind of indescribable mental trance. Even though his buttocks were still dangling on the sofa seat of the first-class train carriage, his body felt as if

Miraculously floating in the air. A month ago, he officially joined the pictorial agency. Chief Ding Ding personally handed over a brand new camera with "Lingao Optical" printed on it and told him the essentials of interview shooting. Mai Ruibao also felt happy at that time.

The feeling rushed straight to my forehead, and I was extremely excited.

However, none of that can be compared with this time. What kind of virtue and ability do I have? I am just a fledgling boy who has studied in Fangcao Cao for several years and was selected to study painting in an art training class for two years.

After showing a strong interest in the Pokémon camera, he became a member of the first photojournalist training class. After a few months of study, he officially joined the "Liangyou" pictorial magazine. For his first editorial, he was actually able to sit in the exclusive carriage for seniors and accompany him.

All the chiefs, not to mention the chief among the chiefs, the beloved Chairman Wang Luobin inspected and interviewed Danzhou Industrial Zone, he would not even dare to do so.

What was especially unexpected was that Chairman Wang was so approachable, without any airs of being a "big leader". He chatted and laughed with all the naturalized staff throughout the trip, especially with Sun Shangxiang, a female reporter sent by the "Lingao Times".

.Miss Sun is such a sweet talker. She can respond wittily no matter where the topic turns. Chairman Wang's hearty laughter and Reporter Sun's lark-like laughter are intertwined throughout the carriage. She is dressed in dark blue.

The dress with white lapels reflected her fair skin and slender figure. Mai Ruibao looked at Miss Sun, as if he was talking to her, and his heart was filled with happiness and joy, and he couldn't bear to leave when he reached the station.

Get off the train - Oh no, this urban rail train has really arrived in Danzhou, why is it so fast?

After waking up, Mai Ruibao jumped out of the carriage quickly before the leader. The newly built Danzhou Yangpu Station is currently mainly handling freight business, so there are no people on the platform except railway employees. However, under the simple awning at this moment

Two teams of Japanese national troops had already lined up. As soon as the carriage door opened, a "fake Kun" jumped out. As soon as he jumped onto the platform, he lifted up the wooden box hanging on his chest, opened the front cover and popped out a bag wrapped in leather.

The pig-snout-like thing was stretched and stretched, looking left for a while and then turning to the right. It was also moving various mechanisms on the box, making clicking sounds. In the eyes of the simple and alert mercenary, this set of actions was similar to holding a

Some kind of mysterious firearm was loaded and aimed without any difference. The two Japanese soldiers nearby raised their rifles with bayonets and came closer. Fortunately, at this time, veteran Lu Zeyang came over from the other end of the platform and shouted to stop the Japanese mercenaries.

Have them get into formation again.

Mai Ruibao knew nothing about the danger of almost getting a few more holes in his body. He looked around at the platform environment and the light diffracted under the canopy. He silently recited the 16 Sunshine Rules that he had memorized countless times, adjusted the aperture, and loaded the shutter.

line, and then came back to the viewfinder - the focus was correct, and the image of Commander Lu with his head upside down was perfectly projected on the frosted glass screen. At this moment, he heard Chairman Wang's confident voice: "Commander Zeyang -

—" The reflection on the frosted glass screen changed from one to two. He quickly unplugged the viewfinder, inserted the film holder with the dry film in it, took a deep breath, leveled the camera steadily, and looked at Chairman Wang and Director Lu's hands.

The moment I held it, I pressed the shutter release.

The operation of the glass film camera is complicated. The procedures and formulas taught by the chief's teacher kept repeating in Mai Ruibao's mind. His hands did not stop for a moment, and he shot the heroic postures of several chiefs one after another. In the end, the camera seemed to automatically find the target.

He pointed his head at Sun Shangxiang who was interviewing Chief Lu. Unfortunately, Chief Lu seemed to be absent-minded and ended the interview after saying a few words in a hurry. When Mai Ruibao inserted the film holder again, he looked regretfully through the side viewfinder.

Miss Sun only left her figure as she walked away from behind.

The elders and their entourage were naturally transported by horse-drawn carriages. Mai Ruibao's original carriage on the special train was considered a "car ride", so it was naturally impossible for him to ride in a carriage again - after all, he was not as cute and charming as Sun Shangxiang.

After leaving the station, there is a simple street market. The houses and shops are very simple, but it looks like the business here is very prosperous. First, there are many pubs and restaurants here, and second, there are quite a few Zero rickshaws waiting in line in the station square.

Thirty or forty cars.

Based on Mailibao's experience, businesses around large factories are mostly prosperous. Workers have high incomes and are generally willing to spend money. Although the neighborhood has not been newly built, it is conceivable that with the dual blessing of the station and the factory, the place will become more and more prosperous.

He called a Zero rickshaw and walked for fifteen minutes along a newly paved road to the newly built "Special Chemical Park" of Danzhou United Chemical Industry.

The Special Industrial Park is an industrial zone with the highest security level. Before I even entered, I saw the "Regulations Sign" at the entrance of the factory. There were dozens of them with red background and white characters. Before Mai Ruibao could take a closer look, he was distracted by two huge signs next to it.

The slogans attracted people: "Go to work happily and go home safely", "Safety is the guarantee of family happiness, and accidents are the root of tragedy in life."

At the security room at the factory gate, I showed my ID card and a letter of introduction from the "Liangyou" pictorial, and received relevant safety education. After undergoing a security inspection, I was able to enter the factory with an "interview pass" hanging around my neck.




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