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Huang Yongyu held his pipe in his mouth and smiled: What? Is there your cousin in the stamp issuing office?

Jiang Shan smiled: I do think so!

Huang Yongyu: I still think about it!

Jiang Shan waved his hand: It's no use having an uncle, this matter has to be done through official channels.

Hearing this, Shao Bolin put down the magnifying glass in his hand: Xiao Jiang, Lao Huang's design of this stamp is very exquisite. If there is a way to get approval, it would be great.

Jiang Shan nodded, and then asked boldly: If it is done, can the two teachers give you some encouragement?

Hey, Huang Yongyu said excitedly. He likes interesting topics: You are still encouraging. Do you want a reward?

Jiangshan Mingren does not do secret things: Yes, what I want is the reward you give me.

This is good, Huang Yongyu was afraid of dirty tricks.

It's not troublesome to get along with an honest Jiangshan: It would be nice to just say it, but what can I give you?

This year, Huang Yongyu, who has just emerged from the mud, does not feel that he can help the country.

At this moment, Jiang Shan smiled shyly:

To tell you the truth, Mr. Huang, my eldest brother's original newspaper editor-in-chief did a good job, but he was suddenly transferred to a brand-new newspaper. Not to mention the circulation, it is not easy to maintain it.

The strongest allies are those who have the same experience as you.

Huang Yongyu felt the same, and the first thing he thought of was: Did someone squeeze your eldest brother out?

Jiang Shan kept silent, but the other party could see it clearly in his eyes.

However, although Huang Yongyu was upright: But I can't help your newspaper increase its circulation. Lao Shao, can you help?

Shao Bolin smiled bitterly and waved his hand: How can I do this?

Jiang Shan also didn't expect these two people: Didn't you just say you know Mr. Cha?

We know him, Huang Yongyu asked doubtfully, What can he help you with?

Jiang Shan picked up the pen and wrote on the paper and said: My lurking serialization is about to end, and the newspaper is in urgent need of the next novel.

After saying that, a line of words appeared on the white paper: The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Oh~ Huang Yongyu understood immediately: That's it?

Jiang Shan looked sincere: This matter is very important to our newspaper.

Currently, there are already Jin Yong Gu Long’s martial arts novels being circulated privately in China.

Most of them were brought secretly from Xiangjiang.

In January this year, the National Sports Commission issued a Notice on Excavation and Arrangement of Martial Arts Heritage.

This declares that Chinese martial arts, which has been stagnant for more than 20 years, has officially begun its road to revitalization with Guan Wan's promotion.

The promulgation of this policy also paved the way for future jianghu.

However, since the policy was launched in January, there seems to be no response from the society.

Among them, it also includes the Oriental Metropolis Daily where Jiangshan is located.

In a few days, the sports committee will personally take charge.

After a lot of recruiting, the founding team of Wulin was assembled in an office of more than ten square meters in the Sports Committee.

Coincidentally, Wulin was the same as Reader's Digest at that time.

They are all composed of a few science students whose projects were discontinued and transformed.

Although science students can't do the things that liberal arts students do.

However, they also have their own method: assembly.

Therefore, the founding method of Wulin is almost following the old path of Reader's Digest.

It's just that Reader's Digest is looking at the hair of one sheep, while Wulin is bringing in all the popular sheep.

The first thing that comes to mind is the martial arts novels by Jin Yong and Liang Yusheng.

After going round and round to find a lot of connections, when I finally asked Jin Yong, he agreed without saying a word.

As a result, the first issue of Wulin published the novel The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

The first issue had 300,000 copies, the second issue increased to 700,000, and the third and fourth issues easily broke the one million mark.

This does not include the hundreds of thousands of copies of the first issue that were reprinted later.

At present, the sports committee's promotion policy has been announced.

Before Martial Arts came out, Jiang Shan didn't want to live up to the expectations of the older generation.

It's a small matter. Jiang Shanyi said that this matter was very important to their newspaper, and Huang Yongyu immediately decided to help him:

Don't worry about it first, I will definitely help you with this matter.

At this moment, Jiang Shan smiled so beautifully.

He knew in his heart that the relationship between Huang Yongyu and Cha Liangyong would not be as strenuous as it was in Martial Arts.

So, he continued: Next month, in April, there will be a stamp exhibition in Hong Kong.

Shao Bolin also heard about it: Is this related to our stamps?

Jiang Shan continued to prompt: Won't you go over and take some zodiac stamps from other countries and bring them back?

At that time, our Metropolis Daily will also publish a follow-up interview report: When will my country also have its own zodiac stamps?

Huang Yongyu: Oh~

Shao Bolin slapped the table: I have said before that the zodiac tradition belongs to us, but we don't even have a zodiac stamp. If you look at foreign countries, they have long...

So we must seize this opportunity, Jiang Shan said, otherwise, the higher ups won't be able to learn about what's going on outside.

Shao Bolin thought this was reasonable: I'm going to apply and organize a visiting group to go to Xiangjiang. I don't know if it will be approved.

Jiang Shan feels that we can definitely form a group.

On the second day, Jiangshan got up very late.

When he was pulled into the canteen of the painting academy by Yu Sigui, he happened to be in time for lunch.

At this time, Huang Yongyu was being interviewed by Yanjing Film Studio.

Faced with the eager expectations of the two editors, Huang Yongyu frowned:

How many times have I told you, my stories are not worth mentioning at all, let alone making a documentary.

It turns out that we are still in the surging period of scar literature, and the two screenwriters wanted to make a documentary with similar themes.

Faced with the persuasion that came to him again and again, Huang Yongyu, who finally got ashore, was already very tired.

At this moment, he sat down when he saw Jiangshan.

He quickly said to the two screenwriters: He is also the editor of the newspaper, but he never asks me about the past. Do you know why?

The two people from Yanying Factory looked at Jiangshan.

Jiang Shan knew that no matter how much he explained to them, it would be useless. People who devoted themselves to artistic creation were all passionate.

So he simply said bravely: Teacher Huang is so polite to you. If I dare to mention this matter, he will definitely beat me.

The two screenwriters all laughed, how could they believe such nonsense.

How many people are looking forward to having their lives recorded on film.

They also understood Huang Yongyu's concerns.

However, I feel that the other party should stand up bravely and speak out his experience to the people.

The next second, the great painter Fan Shen walked into the cafeteria of the art academy with a smile.

As soon as he sat down at a wine table, Jiang Shan saw Huang Yongyu jumping up next to him.

Loudly shouted in Fan Sheng's direction: I'm going to beat up someone today.

The two screenwriters at the same table were so shocked that they almost lost their seats.

Fan Shen at the other table also discovered Huang Yongyu.

It is said that everyone is scolding Fan Shou, but Fan Shou can only scold one person.

This person is Huang Yongyu, because this man likes to scold people in person.

Jiang Shan was nervous and excited at the same time, as if he was about to verify a legendary and famous event.

The next second, Huang Yongyu rushed out carrying a wine bottle.

Shao Bolin on the side didn't even stop him, but Jiang Shan followed him with quick hands and feet.

Who in the cafeteria of Guangzhou Painting Academy doesn't know these two people.

Although the boring art creation on weekdays still needs to be refreshed for a while.

However, if you don't help at this time, it will be difficult to meet in the future.

So, if one person pulls it, the war that was about to break out will end with one touch.

The two protagonists greeted each other several times in the air, and they dared to say anything out of their mouths.

Looking at the two screenwriters from Yanying Studio, they really shut up.

Let's not get angry with such a villain, Jiang Shan took a chopstick to the angry Huang Yongyu: Eat first, then go back and draw a picture and then scold.

After Huang Yongyu heard this, he immediately felt inspired: Eat quickly. After eating, let's go back and paint.

The two screenwriters opposite looked this way and then that.

At present, it seems that the person at the next table is better than this one, so how can he become a villain?

The train heading north rumbles.

Jiang Shan in the soft sleeper compartment smiled and opened the new book given to him by Mr. Huang: The bird is a good bird, but it talks a lot.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Shao Bolin, who was traveling with him, smiled and shook his head: Fan Sheng said before that he was a talented person who only comes out every four hundred years, so Lao Huang immediately drew one... Haha!

Teacher Shao was embarrassed to say it, but Jiang Shan knew in his heart which picture it was: You fucking blew it again.

In fact, when it comes down to it, Fan Sheng's artistic attainments are really nothing to say, but his character is also nothing to say.

Xiao Jiang, Shao Bolin said a little regretfully, Thank you for accompanying me on this trip!

Jiang Shan was actually very happy: I am lucky to be able to see Mr. Qi's masterpiece with my own eyes.

Shao Bolin nodded. He felt that the little editor in front of him was a happy person.

I don't hold back anything I have to say, and I still want Fang's help when I'm busy.

However, he still couldn't figure it out: Comrade Xiao Jiang, how did you know about Mr. Qi?

Jiang Shanzuo tried his best to recall: I heard someone say during an interview before, who the interviewer was... I can't remember.

That's it. Shao Bolin nodded. After all, it's a news organization, so it comes into contact with a lot of people.

Just look at Jiang Shan's Latent and you will know that without a certain amount of interview accumulation, it is impossible to write such a novel.

Spring in Yanjing and Guangzhou are obviously two seasons.

After getting off the train, Jiang Shan and Yu Sigui entered the mall. When they came out, they had already wrapped themselves in winter clothes again.

After spending some time with these two young people, Shao Bolin spoke much more casually.

While the three of them were talking and laughing, they arrived at Yuer Hutong in DC area.

Yu Sigui opened his eyes wide and looked hard: Is this the Yanjing Painting Academy?

Jiang Shan clicked her camera: It is also the former residence of Mr. Qi.

Oh, Yu Sigui quickly picked up the camera.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Shan and Shao Bolin had already walked in.

Shao Bolin, who was no stranger to this place, quietly introduced Jiang Shan: Have you seen that young man?

Jiang Shan nodded: I saw it.

He is Puyi's nephew.

Jiang Shan nodded again.

Hello, comrade, Shao Bolin asked the young man, I am a designer from the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications, and I would like to know if the Academy of Art has any collections... that have recently arrived from Mr. Qi?

Although Jiang Shan repeatedly assured him, Shao Bolin was always unsure.

The young man's name was Wang Zhao, and he was no longer unfamiliar with Shao Bolin's reappearance.

It's a coincidence that you are here today, Wang Zhao introduced: A new batch of paintings happened to be delivered yesterday...

In 1969, the country called for: dig holes deeply and accumulate grain widely.

In order to prepare for war, a batch of precious cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings were packed and protected.

It was said that it was stored in the war reserve, but in fact it was buried in a big cave.

Among them, there are more than 300 paintings by Qi Lao alone.