""Tai Chi" is a hit on the screen and has set off a movie-watching frenzy across the country. Today we will exclusively reveal the secret for you and get a glimpse of the behind-the-scenes story, and Li Lianjie and Gong Xue will narrate it passionately..."
Feng Xiaogang held the newspaper and read it carefully.
He pursues art at heart and doesn't like fighting and killing. Making commercial films is very accidental, but he feels that the feelings of family and country and the lines in "Tai Chi" are good, which improves the quality of the work.
This article does introduce some things that have not been reported by other media, and there are two photos that have not been seen, but!
"There was another biggest difficulty in filming this movie, which almost ruined Li Lianjie's martial arts career. What happened? How did the crew solve it..."
As I was writing this, the rest of it suddenly disappeared, and instead I introduced a magazine called "World's Wonders".
"All-inclusive, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, anecdotes, martial arts and science fiction, all in "World Wonders"! It is officially released today and can be purchased in major bookstores in North China. You can also subscribe by mail. The subscription address..."
"..."
Feng Xiaogang frowned. With today's knowledge, he couldn't understand what this was like.
In fact, it is a marketing account of later generations. Each time, a magazine column is introduced, and then it stops abruptly at a key point to attract readers to buy. Don't look at what is written here about ruining a martial arts career. In fact, it is all a routine, and it is not the case at all.
"Gangzi, it's time to eat!"
"Coming!"
Mother was calling. Feng Xiaogang got up and went to eat. There was nothing good. Potatoes and cabbage were the standard. He hurriedly picked up a bowl of rice and said, "Mom, I'm going to the bookstore!"
After saying that, he walked out of the factory compound and arrived at a nearby Xinhua Bookstore.
There are many people inside.
He looked at it and asked: "Hello, comrade, do you have "Wonderful Stories of the World"?"
The salesperson turned around and shouted: "Xiao Wang, do you still have "Tales from the World"?"
“There are only a few copies left!”
Feng Xiaogang wanted to take a look first, but when he heard this, he hurriedly said: "Hey, comrade, please leave me a copy!"
He ran inside and took a magazine from another salesperson. The 32 format volume was small but very thick. The cover was "Tai Chi". The price was: 2.5 cents.
Just for a while, someone shouted again: "Excuse me, is there a "Wonderful Story of the World"?"
"Is there any "World Wonders"?"
"No more! Sold out!"
Feng Xiaogang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and suddenly felt a subtle sense of superiority. The sense of superiority may not be a big thing, it can be caused by a small thing: if you are taking a poop, you have paper, but the next door does not, you will have a sense of superiority...
He came out with the magazine and returned home. He went back and forth and half a day passed.
Still sitting by the stove, reading.
He has no interest in "Five Phoenixes Chaoyang Knife". He has carefully read the length of "Tai Chi". He is also average about Western novels, but he likes Zheng Yuanjie's stories very much. Generally speaking, he enjoys it...
Finally, he discovered that there was also a questionnaire.
"Fill in the content, cut out the questionnaire and send it back to the editorial department, and you can participate in the lucky draw!"
"1 first prize, exquisite gifts + free magazine for a year!"
"5 second prizes, exquisite gifts + free magazine for half a year!"
"10 third prize winners will receive free magazines for half a year!"
"100 participants will receive the next issue of the magazine!"
interesting!
This kind of marketing method has never been seen these days. It is a typical capitalist style of getting something for nothing. Those who do not have strong backers are easily arrested. In the 1980s, the thinking was chaotic and repeated. This year happened to have the "Eight Kings of Wenzhou" incident...
Feng Xiaogang got addicted, filled out the questionnaire carefully, cut it out, and looked at the return address, which was over Shichahai.
"You can go there and save money on stamps!"
He was a little excited to see if the time could come back, so he set off immediately, got on his family's broken bicycle and went straight to Lechunfang.
…………
The daily customer flow of Xinhua Bookstore is relatively fixed.
No matter how much you like to visit bookstores, you won’t come there every day. "Stories of the World" is placed on the bookshelf, and there is originally a process of accumulation. But Chen Qi also typed GG in the newspaper, which shortened this process to the greatest extent.
The most direct place to launch the China Youth Daily is naturally the capital.
The first people to see GG were also the people in the capital. If they were not interested, they would just leave it alone. Those who were interested would come one after another. The "Tai Chi" signboard was loud and the martial arts craze was on the rise. The capital's population of more than 9 million, even if it only accounts for one thousandth
There are tens of thousands of people.
"Don't crowd, don't crowd! Don't crowd, my dear, you guys are still grabbing hairtail fish when buying books!"
"You also want "Stories of the World"?"
"What! You want it too?"
"Xiao Zhao, is there any more Curry?"
"It's gone, it's gone, the last one is gone!"
"What the hell is the salesman doing? I only ordered a hundred copies. Please order more!"
"Hurry up and contact their publishing house...isn't it a publishing house? I don't care who it is, contact them quickly and place more orders!"
Scenes like this occurred in Xinhua Bookstores in various districts of the capital.
This is the era when magazines sell best. People have been holding back for too long. Even old almanacs can be read as if they are treasures, let alone real popular literature!
And these people bought the magazine, and most of them also saw the questionnaires and lottery activities. They were all similar to Feng Xiaogang. They were intrigued by the novelty and ready to take action. Those who were strong in action actually came over directly.
…
Shichahai is a bleak place in winter, and the lake is covered with ice, making it a natural skating rink. Feng Xiaogang has also been here, but today his mind is not on that, and he went directly to Lechunfang.
"No. 6, is this here?"
"Why are there so many people!"
When he arrived at the gate of Courtyard No. 6, he couldn't help but be startled. He saw the crowd pouring out of the grand gate and stretching out. They were all lined up, mostly young gay men.
“I’m not resting at home during the New Year, so I queue up here and eat until I’m full!”
He secretly sighed and stood at the end of the line.
There was a man in his twenties in front of him. He looked at him and said with a smile: "Comrade, you came from the lottery?"
"ah?"
"Don't be embarrassed, don't we all come here for the gifts? This magazine is quite interesting, and there are gifts in the lottery, what do you think?"
"hehe!"
Feng Xiaogang secretly rolled his eyes. This man had a blind temperament all over his body. He didn't have a serious job at first glance. He was from the art troupe, not from the same class.
Seeing his cold attitude, the man in front of him also snorted and turned back in displeasure.
After standing for a while, I suddenly heard a noise inside, and then it was quiet again, just like a basin of water poured on a flame, and it went out.
Feng Xiaogang became more and more curious. He stood on tiptoe and looked in, but couldn't see anything.
…………
Chen Qi stood in Liang Xiaosheng's office and looked out with interest from the large glass window.
There's a noise going on over there.
Today is only the first day, and there are more people here than expected, and the species differences are obvious. Some comrades obediently handed in the questionnaire, left their contact addresses, and communicated with the editor. This is normal.
Some people don’t know what they think. There is a kind of beauty of illiteracy + gangster + porcelain:
"Didn't you say we were going to draw a lottery? Why don't we let you draw?"
"You have to give us the questionnaire, and we will draw the lucky readers instead of you!"
"That's not possible. How can you ensure that your lottery is fair and just? What if there is something fishy? We readers have to draw it ourselves!"
The yeller was a man in his early 20s. He was short and had a thick neck. He shouted so hard that his skin turned red: "I don't care, you are talking about a lottery. I have to do it today! Otherwise I won't leave. I will report you for deceiving the readers. I
,I……"
His voice stopped suddenly.
Because Ji Chunhua is here...
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