1979 Golden Age

Chen Qi has met several officials, ranging from leaders in the capital to Aunt Wang. The county magistrate's posture was also very low, as friendly as a neighbor's uncle, shaking hands with the creators one by one.

"Coach Yu Hai, I have admired you for a long time!"

"Comrade Li Lianlian, the national champion, is like thunder!"

"This is Ji Chunhua!"

"Oh, he also has a strange and extraordinary appearance!"

The county magistrate got to know each other and said with a smile: "It's a great honor for you all to come to Ji County. As the host, I have to give you a chance to show off and treat you to a light meal in the evening. Of course, I can't afford to treat the whole group, so just Several comrades present.”

"Then why are you so embarrassed?"

"It's okay, it's okay, then we have agreed, I will come back tonight."

The county magistrate didn't bring anyone with him, and he was accompanied by a secretary. His clothes were neat but old, and his spectacles were wrapped with tape. At first glance, he looked very poor.

This was a common situation in the inland in the early 1980s, but it was different in the area where the coastal areas were opened first. There were three-to-one companies, investment from Hong Kong and Macao, donations from overseas Chinese, and smuggling...

Seeing this, Chen Qi took the initiative and said, "This is a rare opportunity, how about we take a group photo?"

"You have a camera?"

The county magistrate's eyes lit up.

"I have one, I'm going to get it!"

Chen Qi took a camera and took pictures of everyone. Li Wenhua and the county magistrate stood in the middle, Li Lianlian and Gong Xue were lined up on the left and right, and the remaining geese were lined up. He took several pictures and said to his secretary: "There is no place to develop photos. Please come with me and keep a few pictures as a souvenir."

Then he said to the county magistrate: "Actually, we have another unkind request. It would be better if you could give us a word and write a few sentences. Prove that "Tai Chi" was filmed in Ji County and that you His strong support will become a good story in the film industry when people mention it in the future.”

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, look at what you said, I... then I would be disrespectful!"

The county magistrate was filled with joy and left with his secretary first.

Li Wenhua came over and said, "Hey, is it a bit too much?"

"We work in other people's areas, and it's okay to build a good relationship. If he can arrange a few cars to come over, it will be easier for us, right?"

Chen Qi knew it well.

Don't underestimate the county magistrate, I also want to go to a certain county in Hebei for filming...

After experiencing this little episode, in the afternoon, the secretary came again, accompanied Chen Qi to develop the photos, sent a calligraphy painting, and also brought an extra newspaper, saying: "You are busy shooting, maybe you have no time." Taking other things into consideration, the leader specially asked me to say a few words to you.

There is an article here that I would like you to take a look at. "

"..."

Chen Qi took a look and saw an article commenting on "Lushan Love". His heart skipped a beat and he said, "I accepted it. Thank you for your kindness!"

"No need to disturb me, see you tonight!"

Seeing that he understood, the secretary said goodbye and left.

Chen Qi stomped upstairs and returned to his room. Then he read the article carefully. His eyebrows were furrowed and he never let go. The article mainly made two points: one is that "Romance in Lushan" caters to the vulgar tastes of ordinary people; The tail of the masses; one is that the struggle between the two parties is a historical misunderstanding, and the bloody four-year liberation war is also a misunderstanding!

The former is nothing, but the latter is a bit serious because of its political interpretation.

What it means implicitly is that "Love in Lushan" erases the history of the struggle between the two parties and summons the ghost of the Kuomintang.

"Damn! That's nonsense!"

"Taken out of context! Big blame! Who the hell says there are no marketing accounts these days?"

Chen Qi slapped the table and looked at the author of the article, signed: Zhao Baohua.

"Zhao Baohua?"

He scratched his head. He seemed to have known the name in his previous life, but could not remember the details. He took the newspaper to find Li Wenhua. Li Wenhua was also startled and said: "Xiao Chen, this article is not criticized lightly. You have to respond." , it’s bad to be labeled as a political person!”

"Do you know this author?"

"Let me think about it, I have some impression..."

Li Wenhua thought for a while and said, "Oh, he is the deputy director and editor of the Art Office of Changying Film Studio. He is responsible for reviewing the quality of films and reviewing scripts. He is similar to our Director Jiang."

"Does he have any works?"

"Maybe not."

"Okay, I get it!"

Chen Qi returned to the room, tried hard to dig out the memory from the depths of his mind, and finally remembered it.

Zhao Baohua was indeed at Changying Film Studio at first, and later moved to Beijing, founded a "China Film Weekly", and also began to write scripts. He doesn't have many works, but he has a good relationship with the leaders of the film bureau and is a dedicated pen.

In 1987, he helped the Film Bureau design a slogan: "Highlight the main theme and insist on diversity!"

This is the first time that the three words "main theme" have been formally proposed. There is nothing wrong with slogans, but things in China often go to extremes or are one-size-fits-all. As time went by, the diversity disappeared and only the main theme remained, which directly led to the great defeat of Chinese films in the 1990s.

At that time, some people regarded commercial films as a scourge and television as the culprit that restricted films. They even called for the introduction of policies to restrict the development of TV series, but they never considered it to be their own problem.

Let’s talk about Zhao Baohua, he has no actual power, he is just a penman.

"..."

Chen Qi went over the cause and effect in his mind and didn't care too much, because he didn't go in a straight line, he dug a new road on the side, bypassing China Film, Film Bureau, conservatives, etc., and went straight to the foreign exchange.

"Bang! But you still have to scold me. Your marketing account from the 1980s is compared with my big V in 2024!"

"Do you know what a microblog essay is?"

Chen Qi couldn't bear the grievance, so he quickly wrote a response and waited for dinner to start in the evening.

...

Not only him, everyone was waiting for dinner in the evening.

The food in Ji County was indeed not good, and it was a rare opportunity to satisfy their cravings. At about five o'clock, Li Lianjie, Yu Hai, Wang Qun, Huang Qiuyan and other main creators ran to the small canteen of the guesthouse to sit.

"What is delicious in Henan?"

"Hu La Tang!"

"Will he treat us to Hu La Tang?"

"The county magistrate is treating us, so there must be fish and meat. Hu La Tang is too cheap."

"I think it's difficult. Ji County is very poor, and the county magistrate is not rich either. It's good enough to have a plate of stir-fried meat."

Everyone talked about it, waiting from five to six, from six to seven, and their stomachs growled with hunger, but in the end, no one came, and no ingredients came. Chen Qi looked at his Swiss imported watch and said, "Why don't we go ask what's going on?"

"How can you ask? It's as if everyone is rushing to eat this meal."

Li Wenhua couldn't sit still and said, "We have to get up early to film tomorrow. How about we eat something ourselves?"

"Ah? Then we'll wait in vain, wasting time and not having a meal!"

As he was talking, the secretary rushed in with a lot of potatoes and cabbage in his hands, mixed with a piece of fat pork. The fat was two fingers thick and trembling. It was obviously a good pig.

In these days, people are short of oil and water. They like to eat fat meat, which can satisfy their cravings and can also refine oil. After refining, they put it in a clay pot, like oil paste, and it smells very good when cooking - later they all switched to vegetable oil.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm late!"

"It's okay, it's okay. We just came down. You took such a big piece of meat. I'm sorry for your expense." Huang Qiuyan's eyes lit up when she saw the meat.

Li Wenhua asked, "Why didn't the county magistrate come with you?"

"The leader has to wait for a while. He wants everyone to eat something good. At least he has to cook a fish, so he went to catch the fish himself." The secretary explained.

"What about the fish?"

"It hasn't been caught yet, so let me go first!"

Ouch!

Everyone endured the hardship. Sincerity is indeed a killer move. The favorability increased sharply. Chen Qi also laughed. The county magistrate is still an air force guy? You have to make a nest, otherwise how can the fish sacrifice boys and girls!

The secretary brought the dishes and cooked them here first. After eight o'clock, the county magistrate finally came in with a big carp.

"In our Xinxiang area, there is no feast without carp, and the table cannot be settled without a carp. I am old and my cooking skills are rusty. I am lucky today. Please try the authentic Yellow River carp!"

"Wild?"

"Of course!"

That's great. Chen Qi also wants to eat it. Yellow River carp is precious in the future, and it may not be pure.

After that, the feast started. There were only two main dishes, one pork and one carp. No wonder they said they couldn't afford to invite too many people. This county magistrate was a rural kid. When he was young, he specialized in catching fish for the landlords. Later, he joined the revolution and got this position after many twists and turns.

He was down-to-earth, relatively simple, and also smart as an official. He took the initiative to come here just to show his face.

Ji County really didn't have anything good. It was rare for a crew to come, and there were also the popular creators of "Lushan Love". If it was done well, it could be published in the newspaper and reported to the city. Chen Qi understood this thought too well, so he took the initiative to ask for a group photo, and also took up a pen to leave a message or something.

The effect was very good. Li Wenhua said that it was difficult to pass, and the county magistrate allocated a vehicle without saying a word - there was only one car in the county.

Chen Qi sometimes hated this era, and sometimes liked the customs of this era. The table of dishes was divided up cleanly, and everyone was very satisfied. Even Gong Xue, who was as delicate as she was, also rushed to the fish - even though carp was not eaten much in the south.

After dinner, they sent the county magistrate away and went back to their rooms to sleep.

Chen Qi finished writing the article overnight, pasted an envelope, and planned to send it to a journalist friend in Beijing.

It was just cursing, he loved cursing the most.