Back to the Republic of China to be a editor

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EMI Records.

"Stop! It's great!" Manager Zhao said excitedly, "This arrangement is simply a stroke of genius, and the Divine Comedy has become... a fairy song!"

"Dream Chaser" was handed over to EMI for recording. After the first edition came out, Tang Hua felt that the effect was not satisfactory, so he arranged the music for Zhou Xuan himself.The silk and strings are mixed, and the faint drum beats seem to hammer on the hearts of the people, and the vibration reaches the soul.

"Miss Zhou, the recording of "Dream Chaser" and "Dear Child" is finished, so when will you watch "Forget Together"..."

"I'm not very proficient in singing this song, I want to practice for a few more days." Zhou Xuan said in a low voice.

Manager Zhao pouted helplessly.The last time we met, Manager Zhao begged Tang Hua to write another song so that Zhou Xuan could make up an album and release a "post-song transformation".Tang Hua readily agreed.He turned around and told Zhou Xuan that when Tang Hua agreed to write another song, Manager Zhao saw the long-lost, most genuine joy in Zhou Xuan's eyes.

My experience is infallible, and the two match up.Manager Zhao thought.

"Okay. Let me contact Mr. Tang and let him give advice?"

Zhou Xuan was silent.

Manager Zhao slapped his head. "Miss Zhou, don't you know what happened last night?"

"Last night? What happened?"

"Mr. Tang and Miss Xie's family broke up." Manager Zhao said, "At the German General Assembly. Many people saw it. Mr. Tang and Miss Xie's family didn't know what they were talking about. They were very unhappy. Finally, Miss Xie's family burst into tears. , and left without looking back. Mr. Tang was also very depressed, drank a bottle of dull wine, and left without looking back."

Zhou Xuan stood up abruptly, and ran towards the exit of the recording studio with her long skirt in hand.

"Miss Zhou! Miss Zhou!" After the assistant packed up her things, Zhou Xuan had already disappeared. After chasing to the door, Zhou Xuan was already sitting in the back seat of the Chevrolet, urging the driver to drive.

"Miss Zhou! You can't leave me behind!" Assistant Qin got into the car with a small box in his arms, "Also, Mr. Tang is not at home today, he should be at Jiaotong University..."

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At the gate of Jiaotong University, the car stopped, but Zhou Xuan didn't dare to get out of the car.The assistant looked at Zhou Xuan suspiciously.

"I... can I go?"

Zhou Xuan's chest rose and fell violently, and she took long breaths to hide her nervousness.

"Mr. Tang is brilliant, he knows everything about military affairs, literature, history, music and arts, he looks handsome, he is upright and kind, which is quite suitable."

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"Miss Zhou, I think Mr. Tang must also have a crush on you. Before that, he was a matchmaker at home and hasn't broken up yet, so he dare not show it too obviously."

Zhou Xuan finally summoned up her courage, got out of the car and walked towards the school gate.

Assistant Qin hurried two steps, and handed the sunglasses and peaked cap to Zhou Xuan.

At the Jiaotong University Music Corner at this time, the song Tang Hua sang on stage pushed the atmosphere of the scene to a climax.

"When you say you're leaving"

"When I don't want to wave"

"Love, after all, is empty"

Perhaps thanks to Xie Jiahua's breakup yesterday, Tang Hua immediately found the feeling of Wang Jie's song.Now that you are broken in love, then leave freely, let the sadness and troubles go away with the shouts in the song, and after resolving the depression in your heart, everything starts again.

Under a tree at the edge of the music corner, Zhou Xuan stood quietly, watching Tang Hua in the center of the crowd sitting around.

Today's Tang Hua is neither a suit and leather suit, nor a wanderer in the original ecology of that day.Tang Hua's upper body is a casual dark shirt, the top two buttons of the shirt are both open, the casual and uninhibited look has probably never been seen in this era.As the guitar strings were plucked rhythmically, his hair swayed in the setting sun, making Tang Hua's face flickering.

"Don't say our worlds are too different"

"Just say you've forgotten me, and you're leaving me—"

Chapter 26, who is this Chinese

4 month 10 day.

Chongqing, Military Attaché Office of the Soviet Embassy in China.

"Bang!" The door of the Soviet translator's dormitory was knocked open by Lugakov, the assistant military attache in China.

"Davarish, quickly translate for me, what is this article talking about!"

A copy of the first issue of "World Military Illustrated" in 1946 was photographed by Lugakov at the translator's desk, and the page was just turned to "Pay attention to P-1, and pay more attention to P-84!" " Department.

The military attache was from the army, and the assistant military attache happened to be an air force lieutenant before coming to China.Coincidentally, when all the employees of the Soviet embassy were busy, Lugakov was squatting in the office of the military attache of the embassy for two weeks because of a foot injury.Bored, Lugakov read all the Russian books and periodicals he could read, and then started to read Chinese magazines with more pictures. He turned to this magazine published three months ago, and then to this article.

Although it was three months late, the Soviets did pay more attention to China. You must know that in the past three months, thousands of people from the U.S. embassy in China and the U.S. military stationed in China, Wuyang Wuyang, were stunned. Diplomats or American soldiers look straight at these Chinese magazines.

"Do you want me to translate or interpret?"

"Read the general meaning first and let me know."

"... as recently as December, the first prototype, the XP-12-84, was built at the Farmingdale, New York plant, and if estimates are correct, it will soon be shipped to the test site and tested in two First flight within a month."

"The design of the P-84 fighter is more mature than that of the P-80. It adopts the air intake design of the nose. Although the air intake takes up the space of the fuselage, which makes the internal equipment and fuel arrangement inconvenient, it avoids the air intake on both sides. ...air intake...airframe...Let me think about what this word corresponds to?" Although the translator must be proficient in Chinese, there is no unified format and translation for this new technical term in Chinese, and Tang Hua himself created it. There are a lot of terms, and the translation is also a bit difficult.

"I see, it's about boundary layer turbulence. Go on." Lugakov said a long Russian noun.

"Engine caused by turbulence in the boundary layer...knocking and shutdown often occur..."

"...this is the P-86 fighter that has only been mentioned in rumors..."

Lugakov, who understood the general meaning, took the magazine back, and now he knew what the hand-drawn drawings of the aircraft in the article meant.

Back in his room, Lugakov re-copied the brief translation written by the translator, then took out the compasses and curve board, and re-drawn the hand-drawn drawings of the article by hand.

If Tang Hua was watching beside Lugakov, he would find that he almost easily corrected several details that Tang Hua made intentional or unintentional mistakes.

"There must be some senior personnel in China who studied in the United States and participated in the development of the latest American fighter jets. Now this Chinese is back, and he is in the Kuomintang system. Fortunately, China does not have an aviation industry system, and this Chinese is not engaged in His business... I want to write a report and let the military attache send it back to the country by mail. No, I have to find Comrade Ambassador Petrov first to find out who this Chinese is. There is another problem, 1946 Where should I read the second and third issues of this year?"

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While Lugakov was flipping through magazines among the piles of old papers in the military attache's office, Tang Hua and Zhou Xuan were flipping through the newspapers peddled by newsboys on the streets of the Bund.

"The Empress Zhou Xuan reveals that the heroine of her new love affair is the young master of Minhua Films"

"Golden voice Zhou Xuan dating music genius duo campus duet amazing Quartet"

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"What's written in this newspaper, it's so poisonous," Tang Hua patted the first newspaper, "In addition to being the boss of Minhua, I am also a composer, strategist, intelligence master, scientist, inventor, senior engineer, investment expert, Multi-millionaire, he singled out the owner of the film company and said, as if I have some deal with you. What about this one... This reporter is writing a soft article for EMI Records, promoting your new album?"

Zhou Xuan was full of smiles, didn't speak, just looked up at Tang Hua.