The next day, Xiangjiang Radio.
Li Bihua loves books and is obsessed with them. Whether at home or in the office, there are books everywhere, so messy that there is almost no place to turn around.
At this time, I had neither time nor energy to clean up, so I focused exclusively on the creation of "Farewell My Concubine".
Since Fang Yan came to the United States, the news coming back to Xiangjiang from the other side of the ocean has been one after another. First, the lecture tour became famous in Ivy League universities, and then "Guns, Viruses and Steel" sold well in the United States. After that, "Saving Private Ryan" broke $35 million at the box office in its first week.
The whole Xiangjiang River was boiling.
The third volume of "Once Upon a Time in China" just published by Sanlian Bookstore was quickly sold out, and the first two volumes were also sold out again. The leaders of Xiangjiang Radio were naturally overjoyed, and were glad to have picked up "Overlord" early. We made a deal with Dialect for the copyright of "Farewell My Concubine".
Although you have to pay a lot of adaptation fees, no matter what, it's all worth it!
We even held several more meetings, planning to win the broadcast screening rights of "Once Upon a Time in the Grandmaster"!
The noise continued until the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, when Xiangjiang Radio's attention was diverted.
“Alas.”
Li Bihua sighed quietly. Although she agreed to co-write, she didn't like to sit back and enjoy the results.
Just like I don’t want to put the signature of “several works” on my paper, I don’t want to just put my name on the novel "Farewell My Concubine" and do nothing.
However, the literary mountain of dialects really overwhelmed her.
Including the version written on the table, I have written the detailed outline and opening chapters of no less than 3 versions of "Farewell My Concubine". However, either I was influenced by the rough outline of the novel written in dialect, or I wrote it poorly. It’s not as good as his story outline at all. It has plot but no plot, and depth but no depth...
After thinking about it, I always feel that I am always living in the shadow of Teacher Fang!
Just when I was upset, there were noisy sounds outside the house, screams mixed with applause, and applause mixed with cheers.
Li Bihua opened the door angrily and saw her colleagues gathered around the TV, their eyes fixed on the screen.
"What are your working hours..."
"Shh! Stop arguing, the final shot will determine the outcome!"
The female colleague made a silent gesture , pulled her to his work station.
Li Bihua was surprised, "What's the last shot?"
The female colleague stood on tiptoes, "It's the men's pistol 60-round slow-fire final. We are now in the top three!"
Li Bihua Shun Looking at her gaze, Xu Haifeng in the picture closed his eyes and concentrated. Then when the command to start the last shot was given, he raised his head and raised his arms. When he opened his eyes, his gaze was like a torch, pointing directly at the shot dozens of meters away. target.
After adjusting the shooting posture and angle, the trigger was pressed.
The decisive three shots, two 10-rings and one 9-ring.
As the saying goes, one shot determines the outcome. After the gun was fired, the audience at the Los Angeles Olympics immediately burst into applause.
With a total score of 566 rings, he narrowly defeated Sweden's Skanakl by one ring and won the championship.
It is not only the first gold medal produced in this Olympic Games, but also the first gold medal in the Chinese Olympic Games. It is a "zero breakthrough"!
Prior to this, not one of the more than 2,500 gold medals awarded in the modern Olympics belonged to China.
In the 52 years of China’s participation in the Olympic Games, not one of them belongs to China.
But now, he has won the championship! Got gold! Xu Haifeng broke the "zero breakthrough" in gold medals and was engraved in the monument of Chinese sports history!
Everyone in the entire office area was jumping up and down, hugging each other, crying and laughing, and even ran out excitedly to tell each other.
“We are the champions!”
“We won the gold medal!”
In the jubilant atmosphere, the troubles of "Farewell My Concubine" were immediately thrown away by Li Bihua Go to the back of your head and sway with everyone.
This was true in front of the TV, and the audience at the scene was even more excited and dancing.
Especially the audience members whose faces were painted with the Chinese national flag, some even hugged and sighed excitedly to people they didn’t know before and behind them.
“Oh oh oh!”
Fang Yan waved her fist, “Brother, sister-in-law, look, what am I saying? We in China are the best!”
"How can it be a bad thing? It should be a bad thing Glass!"
Fang Yan was pulled by his right arm by his younger sister and burst into laughter.
Gong Qie was excited and asked doubtfully: "What is 'too awesome'?"
"That's 'too awesome'."
Dialect He smiled and said: "I just returned to the Olympics and won the gold medal. Isn't this awesome!"
Suddenly, a feeling of a car headlight hitting a telephone pole appeared on his left arm. When he turned around, he saw that Li Zhi, who was infected by the atmosphere, fell into a carnival, dragging Bai Ruoxue, Pan Yaoming, Mike and others celebrated heartily and kept shouting "Well done to China". When she reacted, Li Zhi immediately changed from excited and unrestrained to nervous and reserved, and retracted her hand:
"I'm sorry, Teacher Fang, I didn't mean to..."
"Understand, understand, this gold medal is too ambitious!"
Fang Yan waved his hand.
Seeing him vigorously waving the red flag in his hand, Li Zhi secretly stirred the corners of his clothes with her hands, and her ears were filled with cheers.
It is worth mentioning that in addition to Xu Haifeng winning the championship, Wang Yifu also won the bronze medal.
“Let’s not sit around anymore.”
Fang Yan asked Lodian and Mike to help look at the seats, and then led a group of people to run backstage.
There were many who had the same idea. The aisle leading to the lounge was filled with spectators and reporters.
The busy schedule of taking photos, videos, and interviews almost surrounded Xu Haifeng and the others in a sea of people.
Suddenly, a voice emerged from the crowd:
"Teacher Fang? Are you Teacher Fang!?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was shocked.
This movement quickly alerted Xu Haifeng, Wang Yifu and other members of the shooting team, and they all came out to chat with each other.
“Congratulations, you have won glory for the country!”
Everyone was taking photos, signing autographs, hugging, and chatting. Just as they were looking forward to the following awards ceremony and the flag-raising and national anthem session, as expected, something unexpected happened.
After nearly 20 minutes, the much-anticipated awards ceremony has not arrived, and Samaranch did not appear.
According to past practice, the current president of the International Olympic Committee will specially award awards to the first gold medal winner of each Olympic Games.
“What’s going on?”
Gong Qie was restless and looked up at Fang Yan and the others.
Just as doubts arose one after another, a member of the shooting team had to lower his voice and explain implicitly that the organizing committee only prepared a national flag for the Chinese team at the shooting range, and did not expect that two Chinese athletes would win medals at the same time.
So we sent a helicopter back to the headquarters to pick it up, so there was a delay.
“What!?”
Bai Ruoxue and others closed their eyes, feeling unhappy.
Although Fang Yan was unhappy, he took the overall situation into consideration and said, "If that's the case, we can use it directly."
The leader of the shooting team's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately went to find the organizing committee staff. A group of people were in a hurry, holding two red flags and comparing the size and other details.
“Exactly the same, right?” Fang Yan asked.
“Not bad!”
“After using it, we will definitely return it.”
The staff thanked them repeatedly, then took the red flag and left in a hurry .
"That's too much!"
Fang Yan was so angry that her cheeks were bulging, "It's obvious that she is contemptuous, thinking that we can't get two or three cards for one project!"
Everyone thought deeply. However, the good mood of winning the championship suddenly disappeared until the award ceremony officially started.
Fang Yan returned to his seat and paid attention to the raised red flag. When he thought that one of the flags belonged to them, he felt mixed emotions.
In particular, the staff sent back the red flag and also presented many additional Olympic souvenirs to express their gratitude.
But in his mind, the value of these souvenirs is far less than the flag in his hand.
The red flag raised by the Chinese delegation’s first gold medal in the Olympic Games, this historical commemoration is of great significance!
"This...this..."
Gong Chou, Bai Ruoxue and others all stared at it, their eyes widening.
Fang Yan couldn’t laugh or cry: “Should I say we are lucky, or...”
"You must put this flag away! You must not lose it."
Gong Zhe was excited, carefully folded the red flag, and then put it into his bag.
Fang Yan smiled: "No, I still hope to put it on display in my private museum in the future!" (End of Chapter)