Since 1983

"hurry up!"

In the corridor of the CCTV building, Ruan Ruolin called Sun Guizhen into a room with several boxes of tapes.

Sun Guizhen is the actor who played the role of Concubine Nan'an, as well as the assistant director and post-production. These few tapes are the trial version that she and the editor rushed out in a few days and nights.

Waiting to go in and take a look, it was full of leaders, most of whom were from the central government and CCTV.

The atmosphere was very serious, and even Ruan Ruolin was nervous, because this censorship directly determines whether "Dream of Red Mansions" can be broadcast. If you can't pass the test, you will either revise and re-examine, or waste the efforts of the past few years.

There was a larger TV set in front of it. Ruan Ruolin put the strap in and pressed it.

The screen flickered, there was no opening title, and the feature film was played directly.

National-level TV dramas in this era are very troublesome. First, there must be a trial version, and the leaders can read it and think it is good before they can officially shoot it. After filming, there must be a trial version, which can only be officially broadcast after passing the review.

In 1984, there was a trial version of "Dream of Red Mansions", which told the story of Zhen Shiyin and Jia Yucun and the loss of Yinglian. As a result, during the review, the leader didn't see Lin Daiyu coming out after reading it, and he was very opinionated.

So this time, Wang Fulin directly deleted all the previous episodes and condensed them into half of the episode, and Lin Daiyu directly appeared in the second half of the episode.

"..."

The TV was set in front, and Sun Guizhen was leaning on a chair, not daring to look up, feeling as if her heart was about to jump out.

When the first episode finished, no one spoke, and the scene was very quiet.

Following the second episode, still no one spoke.

Ruan Ruolin and Sun Guizhen looked at each other, comforting themselves, it's okay, at least no one left early.

After finally finishing six episodes, the two of them were extremely anxious, just waiting for the trial, but a voice said: "What about the next one? Is it over?"

"I haven't seen enough, is there any more?"

"It's a good shot!"

"We, we are editing and dubbing in the later stage, and it is not completely finished yet, only six episodes have been edited." Sun Guizhen quickly explained.

"Oh, that's great, I'm looking forward to it."

"Years of hard work are not in vain, come on."

"Not bad."

The leaders affirmed it and left one by one.

A person in charge of CCTV was very pleased, and said repeatedly: "Finally passed! Now that the review has passed, we will try to broadcast these six episodes during the Spring Festival."

"Here, is this the trial broadcast?"

"How can we know the audience's reaction if we don't broadcast it? Don't worry, "Dream of Red Mansions" will definitely work. At most, we can revise it before the official broadcast."

After coming out of the house, Ruan Ruolin and Sun Guizhen's nerves were relaxed, and they were filled with joy.

"I'll call Director Wang right away to make him happy too. By the way, do you want to inform everyone?"

"How can so many people notify? If you can call, please tell me."

"Okay, I'll go now."

…………

Jingtai, art center.

Zhao Baogang got out of the car with a few people, carrying baskets, baskets, and bags of things, "Come out, the New Year's goods are handed out!"

"What good things have you bought this year?"

"What else can I buy, other than hairtail, hairtail! I said Baosteel, you can also order prawns and so on."

"I think you look like a prawn, how much is the budget?"

Zhao Baogang slapped his hands, "Line up in line, one share per person, don't get too many false ones... Is Teacher Xu back yet, hey, it's just right, I'll give it to you first."

Xu Fei was specially called back by Zheng Xiaolong, saying that he would send something today. He poked in the front, and saw Fatty Zhao move everything.

Last year it was a box of apples, a box of soft drinks, a few hairtails, rice noodles, soybean oil, and a broken calendar. This year, I have a basket of oranges, a box of Jianlibao, a bag of sugar and dried fruit.

Hairtail and wall calendars are still strong.

"What's wrong with the center? They actually issued Jianlibao."

"Excellent performance, the superior gave a bonus..."

Zhao Baogang whispered, "One is for "Plainclothes Police" and the other is for you. If you hadn't suppressed the party, the leader wouldn't be so generous."

"Then you have to thank me, and the new year's goods will give me half of it."

"Go away! Do you want a wall calendar?"

Xu Fei moved to his office first, so he had to get a cart to pull him back all at once.

He casually opened a can of Chinese magic water, which tasted a little soda and bitter, which he could barely accept. He really hadn't drunk it in his previous life, and the version had already been revised when he drank it.

"Hey, time flies!"

He looked at a lot of new year's goods and sighed, how fast it has passed, it's only been four years!

I haven't been with my colleagues in the center for a long time, and I still can't get used to it when I come back suddenly, and the eyes my colleagues look at me are full of meaning.

In the past, he was only regarded as an outstanding young man, but in the end, he even arranged the party clearly. Looking at it now, it is already the attitude towards a school bully.

Just like in Xianxia novels, the proud son of the sect, who is a master of foundation building at a young age, will surely prove the Tao.

Hey, it's definitely not a waste stream!

"Jingle Bell!"

"Jingle Bell!"

He was sitting and chatting with someone, when the phone rang in the room, Feng trousers jerked to answer it, and he turned around: "I'm looking for you."

Xu Fei took it over, "Who are you? Oh, Teacher Sun, why did you remember to call me?"

"We just finished reviewing and confirmed that there will be six trial episodes during the Spring Festival, two episodes per day in the second, third, and fourth grades... Am I not happy, let me tell you guys specifically... Oh yes, please help inform a few, there are too many people It's..."

Snapped!

The other party hung up, Xu Fei paused, and then called Hu Zehong, Zhang Jinglin, Wu Xiaodong, and Jin Lili.

In the end, I sat in a chair, quite surprised.

How many people have watched the trial version of "Dream of Red Mansions"? He knew it would be officially broadcast in May this year...

Speaking of which, after the broadcast of "Dream of Red Mansions", it can be said that there were a lot of bad reviews. It's not irony, it's Te Niang's bad reviews.

Almost every scholar is spraying, especially the red academic circle. The audience was also scolding, but it was mainly because after the Jia family ransacked the house, they couldn't accept a series of operations such as Xiangyun's downfall, Daiyu's illness and death.

"..."

Teacher Xu couldn't help rolling up his sleeves. If it's an objective evaluation, it's welcome; if it's a malicious smear, I haven't lost anyone in a scolding fight.

…………

"Flowers bloom in a new era, Happy Chinese New Year - 1987 Beijing-Taiwan Spring Festival Gala broadcast on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month."

"The Beijing TV station innovates and creates a Spring Festival Gala that is close to the people, making the New Year full of flavor."

"The recording of the Beijing-Taiwan Spring Festival Gala has been completed, and a mysterious guest made a surprise appearance."

As the Spring Festival approached, the atmosphere of the new year in the capital became more and more intense. Xu Fei might be too busy to feel anything.

Under his suggestion, Jingtai invited several newspapers to record the scene, stuffed some money, and went back to promote it. In fact, there is no need to preach, the effect is really good, far beyond the expectations of those reporters.

A large amount of newspaper news, coupled with the promotion of TV programs such as "Capital News", successfully aroused the interest of ordinary people, and even higher-level people.

They all want to see what kind of virtue the Beijing-Taiwan Spring Festival Gala, which is so praised, can achieve.

And in the blink of an eye, it was the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.