Since 1983

"Domestic TV dramas started ten years ago and have developed rapidly, but at the same time they have exposed many disadvantages.

Our audience lacks entertainment for a long time, and is extremely thirsty for film and television dramas, and accepts them all. This phenomenon is very bad.

I have always emphasized a concept that the film and television industry is a circle, looking at each other from end to end and influencing each other.

As a creator, you must be worthy of this artistic conscience, strive to improve the quality, and present more excellent works. As an audience, you must also have your own ability to judge, not all film and television dramas are worth watching..."

"Okay, Teacher Xu, thank you for accepting my interview today."

In the teahouse, the editor of "Popular TV" was content. The other party dares to speak, can speak, and what he said is still on the point, no wonder it has been hot recently.

This is already the third interview that Xu Fei has accepted, all of which are in literary newspapers and periodicals. Che Zhilu talks back and forth, but his vanity has been enriched.

After talking about the business, the editor sat down for a while, and got up to leave.

Xu Fei didn't leave, and ordered a new pot of black tea and snacks, reserved and contrived, enjoying the bulingbuling eyes of the little girl next to him.

The size is a wrist!

After waiting for a while, Pan Hong showed up, wearing a coat, short hair, and small leather shoes, which was eye-catching.

"Sister, long time no see!"

"ha!"

As soon as she heard it, she was delighted, "I used to be called teacher, but now I'm called sister when I'm popular?"

"Call my sister to come closer, please sit down."

Xu Fei made tea and poured water, and briefly entertained him, "Last year, we had a good cooperation with "The Lord", and I wanted to have an in-depth exchange for a long time, but it is a pity that I have been busy and delayed until today."

He pushed over a contract, "It's all in there, take a look first."

Pan Hong flipped through the pages, and frowned after taking a few glances, "Television commercial? I thought it was a flat screen, this...you have to think about it."

"Don't mind! You'll blow it up as soon as you think about it. Now it's not a few years ago, the commodity society, where money is the main thing, and the common people are more open-minded and accepting."

"..."

People sipped their tea and murmured silently.

In the mid-to-early 1980s, the common people were very resistant to foreign commercials and celebrity advertisements, and that was all for print, and the most unaccustomed thing was TV.

For example, in the case of Li Moran, he played Deng Shichang in the 1962 movie "The Wind and Cloud of the Sino-Japanese War".

At that time, the Chinese Dramatists Association wanted to hold the "Second Chinese Theater Festival" and needed 200,000 yuan of funds, so he asked him to think of a way.

It just so happened that a pharmaceutical company produced a medicine called Sanjiuweitai for treating chronic stomach problems. So it hit it off.

This is the first advertisement endorsed by a celebrity. Mr. Li, who is wearing a suit and looks upright, said to the audience: "In our business, life is irregular, and many people suffer from stomach problems..."

After the advertisement came out, Li Moran was blasted by the masses.

Walking to the street, the taxi driver saw it and called out strangely, "Sanjiu Weitai."

Taking the train, the train conductor also said: "Isn't this Mr. Deng? What's the matter with the lack of money? Such a big actor, don't do such things."

There are also fans who wrote letters, full of worry and anger: "You have always been an idol in my heart, I didn't expect you to treat yourself as a commodity."

But Li Moran didn't take the money, he gave it all to the association, and never accepted any advertisements again.

Xu Fei understood Pan Hong's concerns, persuaded her again, and finally said: "You have to believe that our country is always moving forward, and it changes every year. Everyone is changing, and we can't look at things with old eyes.

If someone really sprays shit on this ad, I'm good at swearing, I'll educate them..."

"Ah!"

Pan Hong couldn't help being happy, and said: "Okay then, but the content of your advertisement, you have to communicate with me at any time, I don't want to make it too, too..."

"Too commercial, I understand."

………………

Teacher Xu was already busy, and became even more busy after becoming popular. Today, he interviewed tomorrow's dinner, and the art school invited him to give a speech.

In the afternoon, he left the teahouse and hurried to the train station. Just as a train arrived at the station, Wu Yangyang's passengers left.

He stood on the flower pond and touched it, shouting: "Master! Master!"

Two thin and small figures broke away from the crowd, carrying heavy luggage, it was Shan Tianfang and his wife. His appearance hasn't changed much, he's even younger, maybe his living conditions have improved and he's full of energy.

Her hair was combed shiny, she was wearing glasses, and she opened her mouth: "Boy, are you in a hurry?"

"I just arrived, how about the car?"

"It's okay, stop and go, your aunt is a little tired."

Xu Fei took the luggage and asked, "You didn't make it clear in the telegram, why did you come from Hohhot?"

"The publishing house over there contacted me to publish the complete works of "Sword of the Three Heroes". We were in communication the first year, and I ran back and forth more than a dozen times, and now it is finally finalized. People saw that I was working too hard, so they said that they would play in the capital when they came back. In a few days, they will pay for it."

There are nine books in this set, including 2 volumes of "Three Heroes' Sword", 3 volumes of "Continued Three Heroes' Sword", 3 volumes of "Following Up Three Heroes' Sword", and a bonus volume of "Three Heroes' Sword Stick Sweeping Xiao Jintai".

Shan Tianfang hasn't seen each other for a long time, looked left and right, smiled and said: "It's different after staying in the capital for a long time, and the temperament is much better than before. What is that sentence called, oh, successful people."

"Just messing around, you can't talk about success."

"You're only a little older, so it's not easy. Hey, do you have a partner?"

"Uh... not so much."

The publishing house over there is very interesting, for the designated luxury hotel. Afraid of trouble, Shan Tianfang went to the Anshan Iron and Steel Guest House, where everyone knew the main people.

Xu Fei went back first, and in the evening came to accompany him for dinner, bought gifts, and went to the family home in Yangguang.

It was very cold, and the white hair was floating, I don't know if it was rain or snow.

The old man was still walking steadily, with good bones, and wearing a very fashionable cotton wool hat, he suddenly sighed: "That year I went to Wugouying to perform, that's all, I'm missing your dad.

Alas, you've been living in the capital for several years now, and I don't perform anymore, even this fruit box..."

"It's called a gift box."

"Yeah, it's all turned into gift boxes."

Um?

Xu Fei savored the taste, the old man was not quite right, why did he feel a little confused?

The two were talking, went upstairs and knocked on the door.

"Squeak!"

When a young woman opened the door, everyone was taken aback, "You?"

"Excuse me, is this Teacher Yuan Kuocheng's home?"

"Who is it?"

There were footsteps in the room, and the hale and hearty old man came out, "Oh, Tian Fang, come in, come in."

"..."

Xu Fei and the uncle looked at each other, very embarrassed, did not expect to have guests.

Mr. Yuan Kuocheng was transferred to the Art Department of the Central People's Broadcasting Station in 1985, and has since settled in Beijing. He knew about this letter, but he had just met once. He was not familiar with it, so it was not easy to come to the door.

"Uncle."

"Hello, Uncle!"

The two greeted each other and sat down. There was a family of three sitting in the room, dressed plainly, and the woman held a child in her arms.

Mr. Yuan was a little old, and said with a smile, "I won't introduce you, this is Tian Fang's nephew, Xu Fei, right?"

"Yep."

"Hehe, I remember correctly... This is my godson, that's her daughter-in-law, and this is my godson's granddaughter, so come here if you have nothing to do."

The two sides greeted each other again, and the opposite side was obviously cramped, and their eyes kept looking at Teacher Xu, obviously they recognized him.

"Why are you here when you are free?"

"Go to Hohhot to talk about publishing, and return to Beijing to stay for a few days."

"Oh, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

The two old men were chatting, and Teacher Xu only stared at the child. His hair was thin, his hair was tied into two pigtails, his eyes were dark and dull, and he was not very bright.

Ouch, dare you love the magic eye when you were a child?

"How old is this kid?"

"Just two years old."

Two years old, I am 24 this year, 22 short, not much difference!

"Oh, it's very beautiful and has aura."

"Thank you for your compliment... Teacher, please thank you uncle."

"..."

The child blinked and blinked, but did not understand the situation. The woman coaxed again, "Thank you uncle, don't be rude, hurry up."

"Okay, the child may be afraid of strangers. Besides, don't call him uncle, counting from uncle's generation, we should be of the same generation."

The stinky guy knelt down shamelessly, "Come on, call me brother."

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