Chapter 53 Li Yunlong's Problem Solving
Less than half a month before July, the institute announced that it would organize a trip to Beidaihe for all teachers and students before the summer vacation.
Tiening, Wang Anyi, Wang Shimei and other girls were so happy that they went to Wangfujing to buy travel supplies, especially swimsuits.
"Yanzi, aren't you going?"
Mo Shen and others were equally interested.
Fang Yan said casually: "You go ahead, I'll leave the swimming trunks at home. Just go home and get them then."
"Don't bother Yanzi, he's still working on his novel I have a headache." Jiang Zilong patted him on the shoulder.
Mo Shendao: "If you ask me, if it really doesn't work, you should write about the field you are best at. I think espionage is pretty good."
"You don't understand this. Let’s do it.”
Jiang Zilong said: “This is a task assigned to Yanzi by Mr. Mao. Unless there is no other way, we have to solve the problem head on.”
"That's the truth."
Fang Yan shrugged. He had already prepared for the worst, so he wrote "Latent" and the outline was already written.
“But it’s not a big deal if you just sit here and think about it.”
Mo stretched out his arm and said, “Go out for a walk, maybe you’ll get some inspiration. "
At this moment, a strong male voice came from outside the dormitory.
"Is Comrade Fang Yan here?"
"I am."
Fang Yan walked to the door, and two people, one fat and one thin, immediately came into view. The thin one looked unfamiliar, and the fat one looked familiar. , has slightly curly hair, a chubby face, and wears glasses. He looks decent but smiles evilly.
Hey, isn’t this Heshen and your lord! ?
"Hello, Teacher Fang, we are from Liaodong Radio Station."
Wang Gang introduced himself and the director of the program department to Fang Yan, as well as the purpose of his trip, hoping to turn "Dark War" into a radio drama.
“You actually came all the way from Liaodong here for this matter?”
Fang Yan greeted the two of them to the small conference room and chatted while walking.
At this time, television had not yet become popular across the country, and it was the period when radio stations were at their strongest. Various radio dramas emerged on radio stations across the country.
Like Wang Gang, who broadcasts "Gadfly" for China Radio Station, he is now considered a minor celebrity in the entire broadcasting industry.
But what made him truly famous was the radio drama "Harbin at Night", which almost everyone in this era has heard.
"This will show our sincerity."
The director of the program department looked forward to it, "Teacher Xiao Fang, if you hand over "Dark War" to our station, we will prepare it as a storytelling "Is this the teacher doing the show?"
Fang Yan glanced at Wang Gang.
"The process is to complete the radio drama script first, then audition the announcers on the station one by one, and finally confirm the suitable candidate." The director of the program department turned to Wang Gang, "What, does Teacher Xiaofang think he is suitable? ”
“The sound sounds good”
Dialect’s seemingly casual words made Wang Gang a little excited. This was the affirmation of the original author. When it comes to the radio audition, it can be done. Give yourself a lot of points!
"We will seriously consider the adaptation..."
Fang Yan readily agreed before the director of the program department finished speaking.
A business like radio drama, no matter how small it is, is still a business.
Different radio stations have different price standards.
Like Small Communications, Liaodong Provincial Radio Station will give 2 yuan.
For novels, they are divided into three categories: short story, medium length and full length, not based on the number of words, but only based on length. The prices are 10 yuan, 30 yuan and 50 yuan respectively. "Dark War" is a medium length, that is 30 yuan.
If other radio stations want to use it, of course they have to pay for it.
After receiving the writing fee, Fang Yan was in a good mood. He followed Mo Shen, Jiang Zilong and others to leave the training center and go shopping on Wangfujing Street.
When I came back in the evening, there was a dance party in the cafeteria.
The table and chairs were pushed to the wall, and a tape recorder was taken out.
As soon as the music started playing, one or two more daring pairs came up first.
It seems that he is not very good at jumping, his hands and feet are a bit stiff, and he is not completely on point.
Tiening said: "The group of people we bumped into on the road today, what kind of dance were they dancing? It seems that I have never seen them before?"
"I don't know, I just saw them twisting their hips and waists."< br>
Wang Anyi pursed his lips: "Too unrestrained." "Are you wearing pants with trumpet-like hems?"
Fang Yan asked.
Tiening nodded and said: "Yes, those pants are like trumpets, and the shirt has a fancy collar and the hem is tucked into the waistband."
"Are they dancing like this?"
Dialect Shake your body and dance to the disco.
However, the name "disco" is not yet popular. This dance, which is shaped like a sieve of chaff, is called "swing dance".
“Yes, that’s how they dance!”
Wang Anyi was surprised: "Yanzi, can you still dance like this?"
I have practiced it specially!
Fang Yan spread his hands: "I also saw some people dancing like this on the road. I thought it was new. I learned a few tricks. Do you want to dance?"
"Better say goodbye. Let's dance simply. Order it.”
Tie Ning waved his hand.
Dialects are just words spoken.
At this time, break dancing was not popular yet, and what was danced was ballroom dancing. If it was a bit more out of the ordinary, it was disco. Of course, the most dangerous thing was to dance into a face dance.
However, even ballroom dancing is prohibited.
Just in June, the "Notice on Banning Commercial Dances and Spontaneous Dances in Public Places" was issued, and ballroom dancing was not allowed.
So, I can only jump sneakily.
"I...I..."
Wang Anyi looked at Fang Yan on the left and Tie Ning on the right.
"An Yi, let's dance alternately. I'll do the first half and you the second half. How about it?" Tiening said with a smile.
"Okay." Wang Anyi blushed.
"Teacher Xiaofang, do you have any objection?"
Tie Ning walked openly to the dance floor in the middle.
Fang Yan shook his head with a smile, and went on the court in pairs with her, keeping a slight distance and drawing waltz circles.
Tie Ning is not very good at dancing, and his attention is entirely focused on the dance steps. His face is tight and his expression is solemn. If he wants to be more romantic, chatting and dancing at the same time, there is no way he can even think about it.
It would be great if you don’t get stepped on.
After a while, young employees from the dang school cafeteria also came to participate, bringing not only new tapes but also dance partners.
After dancing for a while, Fang Yan got off the stage and let Tie Ning and Wang Anyi dance while he stood on the edge and drank water.
"Huh."
Jiang Zilong breathed out tiredly and walked up to him: "Yanzi, are you still having a headache about the novel?"
Dialect Nod, "Yeah."
"I've also thought about it for you, is it possible to have such a way of thinking and jump out of the existing framework? We won't talk about specific reforms."
Jiang Zilong's eyes flickered.
“Get out of the specific reform framework?”
Fang Yan rubbed his chin and thought.
“Yes, we are writers. How can we predict how enterprises will change and how rural areas will change? It’s easy to get criticized if we write wrongly, and it’s even worse if we write crookedly. So I’ve been thinking, Can we skip the specific reforms and just talk about a spirit? "
Jiang Zilong said seriously: "I think there is nothing wrong with affirming and praising this spirit. "< br>
"The spirit of reform!"
Dian Yan was immediately enlightened, yes, on the spirit.
Just like Li Yunlong in "Bright Sword", he talks about the fighting will of soldiers and the spirit of bright sword, and he can learn from it.
Just write about the spirit of reform!
Thanks to Yao Lang for the 500 starting coins
(End of this chapter)