Chapter 759 Critical Intersection


Chapter 759 Critical Junction

New Year's Eve in 1985 was an unusual year for many future stars in the cultural and sports circles, with all kinds of feelings in their hearts.

For example, let’s take the future diving queen Gao Min.

Ever since Zhuan Tang turned out to be a dragon, this little girl has firmly stayed in the team, trained wholeheartedly, and has never had the thought of retreating.

In early 1985, her hard work and dedication finally paid off.

The national team issued a notice, allowing her to become a member of the "National Diving Youth Training Group" and go to the capital to participate in training.

Gao Min, who came to the national team, felt novel about everything in front of him.

The living environment of the national team is completely different from that of the provincial sports school.

Since divers must ensure the high protein nutrition they need every day without consuming too much fat, seafood is included in two meals a day.

There are strict regulations on the catering of the national team. The daily meal standard for each athlete is 30 yuan.

At this time, the average monthly salary of workers in the capital was only one hundred and eighty yuan.

However, as food standards improve, training intensity is also increasing.

In the national team, each player must adhere to a strict schedule.

Get up at six in the morning and turn off the lights at ten in the evening.

The daily training time is more than eight hours, with only a half-day rest on Sunday afternoon.

Basically it’s training, eating, sleeping, competitions, and cultural classes.

Occasionally a movie is shown in the training bureau, but only those over the age of 18 can watch it. Young players like Gao Min are not eligible.

Even the Spring Festival is the same, with at most an extra half day off.

No one can go home and must keep training.

On the afternoon of Lunar New Year’s Eve in 1985, snow began to fall in the sky in Beijing.

This was the first time Gao Min saw snow.

This New Year's Eve was the first time that she was not with her parents, but spent it in the training hall with other team members.

But what makes her particularly disappointed is that she just found out that she is a substitute trainer, so she does not have a team uniform.

Originally entering the national team, she felt as if she was giving an explanation to herself, that is to say, Gao Min had also been in the national team. After all, she had been here. She had to wear the uniform of the national team and return to the province. The team is pretty good too.

The truth about Ke Dai’s training completely broke her psychological balance and calmness.

This is the helpless current situation. For a long time, the selection method of athletes in our country has been level-by-level selection.

After children with sports talents are discovered, they are sent to higher-level sports schools on the recommendation of the grassroots sports department.

Every year, the provincial sports committees send a large number of team members to the national sports committee for training.

After a period of training, only a few can finally stay in the national team.

So substitute training does not mean that Gao Min is a member of the national team, it just means that Gao Min still needs to prove himself through more stringent tests and competitions.

This New Year's Eve, there is another girl like Gao Min who will shine brightly in the mainland music scene in the future.

Looking at the falling snow outside the window, I fell into a deep depression.

That is Zhang Qiang, a student from No. 205 Middle School in Haidian District.

(The previous pseudonym was Zhang Jing, the chapter is locked and cannot be changed. Please correct it here)

Frankly speaking, her luck is not as good as Gao Min.

Because her dream of being a singer not only suffered a heavy blow from the beginning, but also all her efforts were unrewarded.

In the summer vacation of 1984, she saw a performance organized by Ning Weimin at the Temple of Heaven Book Market. She was inspired by Cui Jian's singing and had the courage to participate in the Haidian District Singer Competition.

At the competition site, she held the guitar her mother bought for her and jumped up and down singing "Assorted Vegetables", a masterpiece of the American Carpenter brothers and sisters.

Unexpectedly, after singing the song, the judges were frightened.

You know, in this era, Li Guyi's "Nostalgic Love" can be criticized as a decadent music.

Most of the singers competing at that time sang some red revolutionary songs or folk songs.

Even those who are daring can at best sing the songs of Liu Wenzheng and Teresa Teng, which is already great.

Her English song "Assorted Dishes" was added in the middle. Although it was good, it was really ahead of its time.

It seems so abrupt and out of place.

Even in the category of mavericks, it seems too much.

So in this game, as many expected, she failed to achieve anything.

She got only five words from the judges, "Go home and wait for notification."

The other contestants were whispering after she stepped down.

“Singing is really good, but I guess it’s not going to work.”

“Why is it not going to work?”

"I definitely don't want to be like this. Unless it's folk songs and bel canto..."

If we say that this matter is over, even though Zhang Qiang is depressed, he will be able to adjust in a few days. .

But what can drive people crazy the most is that God seems to have sent another opportunity into your hands.

I took advantage of you when you were not prepared and took the opportunity away from you, threw you on the ground in front of you and trampled you with one foot and another.

In fact, Zhang Qiang did not gain anything in this competition.

An erhu player noticed her.

And found her through private contact and invited her to participate in the performance of his troupe.

So Zhang Qiang finally had the opportunity to participate in an official performance for the first time at SMX.

When she first appeared on the theater stage, she was fascinated by the music and lights. She sang and danced.

Even using a microphone for the first time made her extremely excited. But alas, the first performance, despite the rapturous applause, had a different voice ringing out.

Some audience members approached the organizer and said they did not like Zhang Qiang's performance and hoped that she would not appear on stage again in the next performance.

In this way, Zhang Qiang was never given the opportunity to perform in the following stops, which made her deeply shocked.

After returning to the capital, the little girl didn't even want to go out to meet people, and she felt really depressed for a while.

Later, thanks to the guidance of her mother’s colleagues in the orchestra, Zhang Qiang understood the reasons for her repeated setbacks.

Those uncles and aunts who specialize in music all say this, "Oh, girl, these songs you sing are so popular, how can most people accept them? Especially those in small places, they must be frightened by you." With your singing style, you can only sing in some music cafes in the south, because that country is at the forefront of reform and opening up and is more accepting of foreign culture. Only young people there can accept your singing style..."

Going to the South?

Zhang Qiang really had this idea, but she also knew that this matter was really unrealistic.

Not to mention that she is only a sophomore in high school and cannot leave school completely.

No matter how open-minded her mother is, she supports her no matter in fancy dress or alternative singing style.

He wouldn't trust her to leave home alone for a long time and go to such a far place.

What should I do?

Isn't there a small stage in Beijing that can carry one's dreams and let one sing happily?

No, there are more.

Isn’t Maxim’s Restaurant a place like a foreign bar?

Otherwise, how could there be an avant-garde performance like the "Seven Plywood" band?

At the New Year’s Eve dinner on New Year’s Eve, Zhang Qiang finally made a decision.

She asked her mother for help at the dinner table, hoping that her mother could help her contact the person in charge of Maxim's Restaurant to see if she could perform on stage there.

Not only young people are confused about the future, middle-aged people are also confused.

This New Year’s Eve, animation director Dai Tielang from the American Film Studio was not able to return to Shanghai to celebrate the Spring Festival.

Instead, he was anxiously waiting for important news about his cartoon "Black Cat Sheriff" in a hotel in the capital.

At noon, the production director finally came back, and the news he brought back made people breathe a sigh of relief - the "green light" was passed.

It was just the production director's gloomy expression, without any hint of joy, that still made Dai Tielang feel that there was something more to this matter.

After closing the door and asking, I found out that, sure enough, the five episodes of "Black Cat Sheriff" that had been produced were conditionally released.

It is temporarily impossible for American Film Studio to continue producing cartoons like "Black Cat Sheriff".

"Why?" Dai Tielang asked in disbelief. "Everyone has seen this film, and the response has been very good, right? Especially children, everyone doesn't like it..."

"No, it's quite controversial. Some experts are skeptical of such a style. There are some different views on such a format. They think it is too commercialized? Is it true that what we are pursuing is commercialization? Isn't "The Jungle King" commercialized? Isn't our purpose to fill the gap in domestic cartoons? "

"Japan is Japan, we are us, but I also explained what the experts meant. We should still maintain our own national style and make more short films with a strong artistic style such as ink cartoons, so that we can win awards abroad."

"What are you talking about? Can't they see the difference between us and others? If we don’t make more cartoons that can interest and resonate with children, from now on TV will be full of foreign cartoons. I have to talk to them.”

"No, Lao Dai, don't be impulsive. This is the best result we can get. If you care too much, all our achievements will be in vain. To be honest, there are many I don’t want to tell you my opinion, just for fear of making you angry. For example, some people asked, how could a bullet hit an ear in a roundabout way? Others criticized our cartoon for being too gory and the plot being mysterious, and it was only for children. It's a kind of absurd education. Some people even suggested that we should put a dragon on the motorcycle where Sheriff Black Cat is sitting..."

Looking at the falling snow outside the window, Dai Tielang couldn't help but feel sad. "Hey, you are complacent! This is too little attention to the changes in the external environment. Our Meiying Studio only has a production capacity of 400 minutes a year, and we still have to shoot artistic things. How can we compete with others in the future!"

"Then it's not something you and I can consider. If you're not in your position, you won't be in charge."

The production director patted Dai Tielang on the shoulder and looked at his watch again, "Old Dai, let’s talk about something practical. Now that the mission is completed, our top priority now is to go to the train station together to see if we can get a ticket to go home tomorrow..."

Some people feel the shackles. There is nothing that can be done about it, but some people are trying their best to break free from the shackles.

In 1983, Zheng Yuanjie, who was transferred from an instrument factory to a children's literature publishing house, never gave up the possibility of pursuing distribution according to work and the goal of commercializing writing, even though she encountered obstacles everywhere.

For this reason, he unexpectedly wanted to start a magazine that would not publish other people's works, but only his own works.

He believes that this is necessary in order to show his true value and get the remuneration that should originally belong to him.

Only in order to make his toddler son move out of the tube building where the pressure cooker is steaming everywhere in the corridor.

It should be said that in this era, Zheng Yuanjie is definitely a capable and courageous cultural entrepreneurial pioneer.

It's a pity that most people can't see others being innovative, even if it doesn't interfere with their own business.

So the more Zheng Yuanjie is obsessed with this matter, the more people will ridicule him.

No matter which publication's editorial team he went to, the reply he heard most often was, "Zheng Yuanjie, have you written too many fairy tales? What you said is simply impossible. Unless the sun Came out from the west."

In this way, Zheng Yuanjie's "overestimation of his abilities" and "whimsical" made him the laughing stock of many literati.

Coupled with the fact that he did not graduate from elementary school, it became a big joke.

For this reason, more than one person has publicly accused Zheng Yuanjie of being a person who sneaked into the cultural ranks.

It wasn't until this New Year's Eve in 1985 that Zheng Yuanjie returned to his hometown of Taiyuan and met his friend Zhao Yanping, who worked in the Shanxi Youth League system, that things began to turn around.

Zheng Yuanjie thought that the league system could run children's newspapers and periodicals, so she blurted out to this friend when they met.

"Do you want to get rich? If you want to get rich, let's start a publication together."

To be honest, Zhao Yanping was extremely surprised when he heard Zheng Yuanjie's idea.

Because this method, this form, he had never heard of, and it was even more difficult to imagine.

Can Zheng Yuanjie bear the burden of relying on one person to support a publication?

How vital can a publication be if only one person supports it?

What if the subscription fee is charged and the manuscript cannot be published?

At that time, even if you want to refund the money to readers across the country, you will not be able to do this.

Who can handle it?

The risk is too great!

"Old Zhao, the sales of magazines that have published and serialized my works have increased. Although they don't say it, I know that my works have brought them profits..."< br>
"Brother, don't worry, I will never give up my choice. Even if I can't write it, I can find someone else to compile it for you and ensure that it can be published on time..."

But despite this The idea sounded so unrealistic.

But because Zheng Yuanjie patted his chest and made such a guarantee, Zhao Yanping was eventually infected by his good friend's persistence, confidence and enthusiasm. He still promised to try to apply with his supervisor after the Spring Festival.

In this way, the careers of Zheng Yuanjie and Zhao Yanping reached a critical crossroads.

At this moment, they are far from realizing this.

(End of this chapter)

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