Chapter 275： Stick to the original sound (fourth update)

Chapter 275: Stick to the Original Sound (Fourth Update)

The two comrades were so anxious that they trotted over and said, "Director Xiao An, you can't give the belt away!"

"Why not? The launch of an overseas channel is such a serious matter, but there is something wrong with your attitude. It will start broadcasting tomorrow, and you are reporting it now with such arrogance? If you are afraid, why can you still be so confident?" An Zhixia and everyone were speechless for a while.

"We, if we have the manuscript, we are very capable, really," the female comrade said eagerly: "Director Xiao An will give us another chance. Tomorrow, no, tonight we will definitely be able to translate the manuscript and read it well."

An Zhixia couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Manuscript? Read it well? Our program team has a lot of tasks and we are rushing forward. We don't have time to wait for you to flip through the dictionary and write sentences with grammatical errors that make people laugh. Then all the staff will accompany you at night Work overtime to record!

Alright, don’t waste any more time talking about me. Go back to your work unit as soon as possible. When I have time, I will tell you, the minister, to improve the professional capabilities of our employees. Don't wait for foreign friends to come and lose all face. "

"Okay, okay, okay," the two of them were so angry that they looked at Huang Yaru and knew that they already had foreign aid, and that they were indeed in the wrong, so they could only leave with a loud slam on the door.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh loudly. The knot of depression in their hearts because of these two people was finally solved, and they got back to their intense work.

"How are the preparations going?" An Zhixia asked softly, standing to one side.

"Dahuang and the others are following George and the others for the final editing. It should be about the same. They will record it a few times in the afternoon and then send it to be broadcast tomorrow." Shao Tongfeng said in a low voice while watching the recording, "If they know you are coming back Yes, I’ll definitely let you watch the film.”

An Zhixia nodded and quietly went out. When they got to the editing room, they really entered the final stage of fine editing. After watching tomorrow's three programs plus the nine o'clock compulsory program, An Zhixia nodded. This is considered a relatively good work by contemporary people.

None of them bothered to have lunch, and it was An Zhiqiu who called them. They burned the tape while watching it, but An Zhixia had seen too many cases of taking the wrong tape, damaging it, or losing it, so she kept emphasizing this matter.

Everyone did not dare to take it lightly and burned it three times in a row before giving up. One copy was sent to the archives for archiving, one was sent to the rehearsal room, one was kept for the channel group, and An Zhixia kept one for himself.

They were busy until about nine o'clock in the evening before they left the studio excitedly and exhausted.

The next day, everyone came to work with excitement. Although they did not have time to wait for the premiere and still had to devote themselves to intense work, everyone was surprisingly efficient and completed the day's tasks early.

An Zhixia is not a pedantic leader. He just waved his hand and told everyone to get off work at four o'clock. He only told them to go to work on time tomorrow. With everyone cheering quietly, the group quietly packed up their things and left for home.

 Jiang Shiming had already given a white car to his two younger siblings two days ago. Among all the black cars, this car is undoubtedly the most popular one.

The two of them took four people from the compound with them. The other four people had two motorcycles. They passed by in a hurry while everyone was envious and people on the street looked up at them.

It was exactly five o'clock when we got home. Before An Zhixia got out of the car, she heard her grandma urging them exaggeratedly through the window, "No need to lock the car, no one is stealing in the compound, and there is no need to close the door. The show is about to start!"

An Zhixia smiled and greeted a few people, locked the car and closed the door, and entered the house with her brother to the melody that was familiar to them these days.

Everyone in the family has laid out candies and snacks and is waiting by the TV. Old Mrs. Jiang pulled An Zhixia to sit on the sofa and stuffed a melon into her hand. Her eyes were glued to the TV and she couldn't bear to move away, but she whispered to her granddaughter in a low voice: "My dear grandson, the one in our compound I drove the old man and old woman home this morning to watch TV. Let them see how outstanding my sweet grandson is. He is in charge of filming for a channel at a young age and makes slanderous remarks to me all day long. Then let them see the TV show. Come again! I guess they will have to watch it a third time with the juniors!"

"Gourmet" was scheduled to be played on the first program, which happened to be during the meal times at eight o'clock, eleven o'clock and five o'clock. The sound of the flute is melodious, the sound of the piano is ethereal, and then a drop of ink smudges out each ingredient, and the ingredients have spiritual consciousness when they hit the ground. The nose, eyes, mouth, hands and feet are all complete and cute, and the potbelly is wearing the county official uniform. The pumpkin with a black gauze hat, the winter melon dressed as a matchmaker with a mole next to the nose, the cucumber with a delicate fragrance, the bookish and handsome long eggplant, the chubby carrot doll that jumped up and down... In the end, the word "Gourmet" was benefited little by little, and it became one again. A majestic and **** beast.

Just looking at these novel images, everyone couldn't help but smile on their faces. Many elements of Xia Huaguo are harmoniously and interestingly blended together, which can not only refresh foreign friends, but also unknowingly deepen these classic things into their minds. In the mind, it can also make the Chinese people like it and inspire a stronger sense of patriotism.

After a short two-minute prelude, the diabolo sound that made people in Kyoto go numb was heard, and the dove of peace flew around the Tianmen. In the sunny afternoon, the camera passed through the bustling palace walls in the past, giving people a sense that time is intertwined. , soul-stirring magnificence!

The sky is as blue as a wash, and amid the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers, a graceful figure appears in the camera, with a brick wall dotted with moss on one side...

After the show, everyone’s eyes, ears, and tongues seemed to have grown little hands, constantly scratching their hearts. Vision, hearing and the taste of everyone's imagination are intertwined into a feast. Even if the beautiful scenery of the filming location and the simple scenes of the people are played at the end of the film, they are not willing to let it go.

When a short break screen appeared on the screen, everyone rushed to the toilet. After sitting down, they began to rack their brains and praise. An Zhiqiu responded to everyone's strong request and went into the kitchen to prepare the same dishes.

“My dear grandson, how did you take it? Was the first scene shot on an airplane? Will the country lend it to you?”

An Zhixia smiled and explained to them: "We made a small hot-air balloon, hung the camera on the basket, and tied it with wires below. We took very covert shock-proof measures around the basket and the camera. For these two minutes of footage, Everyone worked for more than two hours, and finally selected half an hour of footage that was not shaking and edited it bit by bit. "

“You have incorporated a lot of things into this program,” Jiang Shiming was still thinking about it, “However, if you use our Xia Huaguo’s original voice with only subtitles, and we enjoy watching it, will it affect foreign friends’ viewing?”

(End of this chapter)