Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 34
"Are you a new colleague?"

In the darkness, the girl heard a crystal-clear voice:

"Remember little comrades, as a qualified voice actor, you must use a professional perspective to see, feel, and express."

Jiang He glanced at her silently, then turned his gaze back to the big screen, and said calmly, "Little comrade? So you are an old comrade?"

"Of course," the girl said, "I joined the dubbing factory when I was 20 years old. To be precise, the factory hadn't been built yet, so it should be called the dubbing team."

"When I first came into contact with such dubbed films, I was shyer than you,"

"But no, no matter what kind of clip, as long as it is the actor you correspond to, you have to watch it repeatedly, and say it repeatedly, you will get used to it if you watch it too much."

No wonder she was calmer than herself at this time, as expected she was used to it.

Jiang He expressed his understanding, but he was still very curious: "You also acted in the segment just now?"

"The first film I just entered the group had such a plot," the girl said in a long and ethereal voice:
"Don't talk about it at that time, I didn't even dare to look at it,"

"Slowly, I found that the colleagues in the group are very professional. In order to match the role, they all lip-synced to watch the film over and over again,"

"Afterwards, I also started to face the screen directly, talking when I should say, and laughing when I should laugh. By the way, I even matched my breathing accurately."

Jiang He has suffered from asthma since he was a child, and what he is usually best at is controlling his emotions.

At this time, he had already recovered his calm state. After hearing the girl's words, the corner of his mouth twitched: "I'm also breathing well."

The girl immediately turned her head to look at him. Compared with her previous speed, she should be angry.

"Don't misunderstand," Jiang He added in time: "I have had asthma since I was a child."

"Oh." The girl didn't say anything after that.

Her name is Lu Xiao, and she is the same age as Jiang He.

Although he is only 25 years old, he is indeed the veteran of the translation factory.

In the ten years when cinemas could only play model plays, they had dubbed and translated a large number of imported films, which are the legendary internal reference films.

At that time, only a few people had the opportunity to come into contact with internal reference films, which were extremely rich in content and quantity. One can imagine how broad the vision of the children in the courtyard was at that time.

It is precisely because of this need that the dubbing team led by Director Hu was not affected in any way in those years.

Although the Grass Stage team completed the recording process in an old car shed, the work attitude of all team members is still very serious and positive.

In 1978, since the beginning of the year, the dubbing factory was even more busy.

"Blood and Tears of Lone Star", "Les Miserables", "Tragedy on the Nile", "Modern Times"..., and now there are urgent "Hunt" and "Looking Home".

Not to mention the series introduced by those TV stations.

Just recently, several new colleagues have come to the dubbing factory one after another.

Looking at their immature appearances, Lu Xiao felt that it was necessary to remind her that she was also brought here by old comrades all the way in the past.

When the lights in the viewing room were turned on again, Jiang He could see clearly that the girl beside him was as sweet as her voice.

The two glanced at each other without greeting or embarrassment.

Afterwards, the two of them walked out together with rambling steps.

"Second brother,"

Jiang Shan just walked over: "I've finished watching the movie, isn't it wonderful?"

After finishing speaking, he noticed that a young girl walked out from behind the second brother, directly past them.

Jiang Shan knew how complete the internal movie was, and looked at his second brother with an embarrassed smile, only to find that his face was calm.

"I'm going back," Jiang He said calmly, "You should be busy."

"I'll go back too, and I'll be given a half-day leave in the factory today."

Before leaving, Jiang Shan went to the financial office to collect the salary of 90 yuan for the month in advance, but Hu Xiao actually counted two extra days of salary.

Later, on the way home, Jiang He found out that his younger brother would be loaned to work at the TV station starting tomorrow.

Jiang He had already begun to get used to the wonderful toss of the third child.

"Accompany me to the bookstore," Jiang He said, still looking thin and thin, "I want to learn a foreign language."

"Let's go," Jiang Shan went happily, "By the way, I bought mooncakes."

No one noticed Yu Wenwen on the sidewalk when the two 1.8-meter tall men stepped out of the factory gate.

When Jiang Shan, wearing a brand new white shirt, walked out of the translation factory, she thought she had misunderstood the person.

"Jiangshan?" Yu Wenwen frowned: "Why would he come to this kind of opponent?"

Yu Wenwen pursed his lips, and couldn't help but walked to the communication room of the translation factory:

"Master, may I ask why the gay man who just left is here?"

"Oh?" After hearing this, Master Lu looked around the street: "That's Xiao Jiang, he is our factory's translator."

"Translation?" Yu Wenwen's eyes trembled suddenly: "Are you reading that right?"

"How could I be mistaken? Is there anyone in this factory that I don't know? It's Jiang Translator."

Yu Wenwen: "..."

Today is September 9, and it is also the first Mid-Autumn Festival in Jiangshan since 28.

"Did you get the sugar ticket?"

The second elder brother nodded slightly: "Yesterday, while my mother was taking a bath for Xiaobai, I ordered three of them."

"Oh," Jiang Shan wanted to try mooncakes from this era: "I'll buy more later."

Soon, the two brothers carried two boxes of moon cakes and plunged into the bookstore.

Since Jiang He wanted to buy foreign language books, the two of them went straight up to the second floor.

Bookstores in this era have a major feature. The first floor sells ordinary books, and the second floor sells internal books. To put it bluntly, they are reprinted books.

At this time, the country has not yet joined the international copyright organization, and can reprint foreign edition books at will.

The paper is rough, the price is cheap, all kinds of the latest original dictionaries in foreign languages, scientific and technological books, Hong Kong and Taiwan Chinese social science monographs, TOEFL test materials, everything you want is here.

However, the books on the second floor are only available to domestic readers, and foreigners are not allowed to enter.

Jiang He took two books of "Speaking and Writing Japanese". He remembered that the third child told him that Japanese was the best to learn.

Jiang Shan was not empty-handed either, the first floor was full of comic books, the most expensive one was only 20 cents, and he directly picked [-] books for the two children.

Here the two brothers go shopping and shopping very leisurely, but the boss Jiang Hai on the other side is not so relaxed.

In the past few days, he and Cai Wensheng from the Supplement Department have visited almost all the large and small enterprises in Pujiang.

Unexpectedly, even the most loss-making enterprises cannot accept advertisements in newspapers.

Today, Jiang Hai and Cai Wensheng divided into two teams as usual, and one of them led a subordinate to lobby the Pujiang market.

At this moment, he is sitting in the business department of "Red Star Daily Chemical Factory".

Jiang Hai, who was parched in explanation, once again explained to Section Chief Yuan the benefits of publishing newspaper advertisements:
"...Section Chief Yuan, you have to believe in the power of media publicity. Our newspaper office attaches great importance to your products, and we must publish in the best position: the advertisement of Red Star Shampoo."

"Well," Section Chief Yuan clicked on the advertisement quotation list of Pujiang Daily: "An advertisement is 500 yuan a day?"

"Yes, 500 yuan per advertisement."

I don't know where Jiangshan found out about the 700 yuan ad quotation in Tianjing Daily.

Jiang Hai and Cai Wensheng gritted their teeth and decided to lower the price first for the purpose of publishing.

Faced with the few "Red Star Daily Chemicals" who were interested in advertising proposals, Jiang Hai felt that as long as the other party accepted the advertisement, it would be okay to offer a better discount.

"Let's do this," Chief Yuan said with a smile to the young editor-in-chief:
"Didn't you keep saying that it will definitely have an effect? ​​Then write it in the contract. We must guarantee that after our products are advertised, we can sell... half of them."

(End of this chapter)