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"Domestic TV series started ten years ago and developed rapidly, but also exposed many disadvantages.

Our viewers have long lacked entertainment life and are extremely eager for film and television dramas. This phenomenon is very bad regardless of overall acceptance.

I have always emphasized the concept that the film and television industry is a ring, looking at each other and affecting each other.

As a creator, we must be worthy of this artistic conscience, strive to improve quality, and present more outstanding works. As an audience, you must also have your own judgment. Not all movies and TV shows are worth watching ... "

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

In the teahouse, the editor of "Popular TV" is satisfied. The other party dare to say, can say, the point is still on, no wonder recently hot.

This is already Xu Fei's third interview. They are all literary newspapers and magazines. Che Wangluo said back and forth, but vanity was enriched.

After talking about the business, the editor sat down again and followed him to leave.

Xu Fei didn't leave. He asked for a pot of black tea and snacks, reserved and pretentious, enjoying the eyes of the little girl next to bulingbuling.

The size is a wrist!

After waiting for a while, Pan Hong made his appearance, wearing a coat, short hair, and small leather shoes.

"Sister, long time no see!"

"what!"

She was happy when she heard it, "I used to be a teacher, but now I'm red and call my sister?"

"Sister is close, please sit please."

Xu Fei poured tea and poured water, simply entertaining, "Last year," The Lord "cooperated happily.

He pushed a contract, "It's all inside, you look first."

Pan Hong turned it over, frowning at the first glance, "TV commercial? I think it's flat, this ... must be considered."

"Don't introduce! You must have blown it when you think about it. It's not a few years ago, the commodity society is mainly based on earning money. The people are open-minded and much more able to accept."

"..."

People sipped tea and murmured.

In the early and mid-1980s, ordinary people resisted foreign advertisements and celebrity advertisements, not to mention the print. The most uncomfortable thing was TV.

For example, in the Li Moran incident, he played Deng Shichang in the 1962 movie "Jia Wu Feng Yun", known as a national hero, and various high-profile works.

At that time, the Chinese Dramatists Association needed 200,000 yuan for the "Second Chinese Drama Festival", which made him think of ways.

It happened that a pharmaceutical factory produced a medicine for treating chronic stomach problems, called Sanjiuweitai. So hit it off.

This is the first advertisement endorsed by celebrities. Mr. Li, who is wearing a suit and has a righteous face, said to the audience: "Doing our business, life is not regular, and many people have stomach problems ..."

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

Walking to the street, the taxi driver saw that he said strangely: "Sanjiuweitai."

By train, the train conductor also said: "Isn't this Mr. Deng? Lack of money? How can such a big actor, don't do that."

Fans also wrote letters, full of anger and anxiety: "You have always been an idol in my heart. I didn't expect you to think of yourself as a commodity."

However, Li Moran didn't take the money and gave it to the association, and he will never receive advertisements again.

Xu Fei understood Pan Hong ’s concerns and persuaded him again. Finally, he said, “You must believe that our country is moving forward every year. Everyone is changing and we cannot look at things with old eyes.

If someone actually sprays dung when this ad comes out, I will not be good at scolding others. I will educate them ... "

"Ah!"

Pan Hong couldn't help but say, "Well, okay, but you must communicate with me at any time. I don't want to do too, too ..."

"Too commercial, I understand."

………………

Teacher Xu was busy at first, and became even busier when she became popular. Today, she interviews Minger Dining Bureau, and the art school invites herself to give a speech.

In the afternoon, he left the teahouse and hurried to the train station. As soon as the train arrived, the passengers of Wuyangyang went out.

He stood on the flower pond and shuffled, "Uncle! Uncle!"

The two thin bodies separated from the crowd and carried heavy luggage. It was Shan Tianfang and his wife. The appearance hasn't changed much, even a little younger, maybe the living conditions are better and the spirit is full.

The hair of the comb is shiny, wearing glasses and a mouth: "Boy, are you in a hurry?"

"I just arrived, how about taking the car?"

"Okay, stop and go, your aunt is a little tired."

Xu Fei took the baggage and asked, "You didn't make it clear in your telegram. Why did you come from Hohhot?"

"The publishing house over there contacted me to produce a complete collection of" Three Swords ". I communicated in the first year, I ran back and forth a dozen times, and now I'm finally finalized. People looked at me too hard, so they said they would play in Beijing For a few days, they will pay. "

There are nine books in this set, 2 volumes of "Three Heroes Sword", 3 volumes of "Continued Three Heroes Sword", 3 volumes of "Follow-up Three Heroes Sword", and an additional volume of "Three Heroes Sword Stick Sweeping Xiao Jintai".

Shan Tianfang hasn't seen each other for a long time. He looked left and right and smiled: "It's different to stay in Beijing for a long time. The temperament is much better than before. What is that sentence called, oh, successful person."

"Bullshit, no success."

"How old are you? It's not easy. Hey, is there an object?"

"Uh ... almost."

The publishing house over there is very interesting, to the designated luxury hotel. Fearing trouble, Shan Tianfang went to Angang Guest House, and everyone knew him.

Xu Fei went back first, and then came to dinner with him in the evening, bought a gift, and went to a family home in Yangguang.

It was very cold, and the white hair fluttered. I wonder if it was rain or snow.

The old man was still walking steadily, his body was good, he was wearing a velvety cotton wool hat, and he suddenly sighed: "That year, I went to No Gully Camp to perform.

Alas, you have been settled in Beijing for several years, and I will not perform anymore, even this fruit box ... "

"This is called a gift box."

"Yeah, it's all a gift box."

Ok?

Xu Feipin's taste, the old man is not right, how do you feel a little confused?

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

"Squeak!"

The door opened by a young woman was shocked, "You?"

"Is it Mr. Yuan Kuocheng's family?"

"Who?"

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

"..."

Xu Fei glanced at the uncle, very embarrassed, did not expect a guest.

Mr. Yuan Kuocheng transferred to the Arts Department of the Central People's Broadcasting Station in 1985 and has since settled in Beijing. He knew this letter, but he had seen it for a while.

"Uncle Shi."

"Good uncle!"

The two greeted each other and seated themselves in the house. They also had a family of three, plain clothes, and a woman holding a child in her arms.

Mr. Yuan smiled a little when he was old, "I won't introduce it. This is Tian Fang's nephew, is it Xu Fei?"

"Yep."

"Oh, I still remember correctly ... This is my son, that is her daughter-in-law, this is my granddaughter, it's okay to come across the door."

Both parties saw the ceremony again, and the other side was obviously cramped. His eyes kept looking at Teacher Xu, which was obviously recognized.

"Why are you free?"

"Go to Hohhot to publish, and return to Beijing for a few days."

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

The two old men chatted. Teacher Xu only stared at the child. His hair was thin, and he had two pigtails. His dumb eyes were dark and not bright, and he was not very bright.

Ouch, dare to love you as a child when you were a kid?

"How old is this child?"

"Just two years old."

At the age of two, I am 24 this year, and I'm 22 off, not too much!

"Oh, it's pretty, with aura."

"Thank you for your praise ... Teacher, thank you uncle."

"..."

The child blinked and 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 birth. Don't call it uncle anymore, from the uncle's generation, we should be the same generation."

The squat squatted shamelessly, "Come, call brother."

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