"Now that Mr. Liao has spoken, I have some ideas. We must proceed in two steps, one bright and one dark, walking on two legs."
Lin Huowang thought for a moment and then said, “One thing is to revamp the existing leftist newspapers and film companies to make them more relevant to the people of Hong Kong Island.
The first is that I will start a daily newspaper under the Dragon Jump magazine, and secretly compete with newspapers and magazines throughout Hong Kong Island to gain sales. I will not express my political stance openly, but I can become a key mouthpiece of public opinion when necessary. "
"Quick! Explain in detail, especially this Yiming, how to revise the version. Wait a moment, I'll take note..."
Hearing Lin Huowang's well-planned suggestion, Mr. Liao was overjoyed and quickly took out the small notebook he carried with him.
But he felt that this was not enough, so he quickly stood up and shouted to Liang Weilin, the director of the Xinhua News Agency’s Hong Kong branch, outside:
"Weilin, come on! Come in for a moment and bring some paper and pen."
"Here we come! Mr. Liao."
Liang Weilin was talking excitedly with Gao Qiaohao when he quickly stood up and came in, taking out his small notebook and pen as usual.
But he found that Mr. Liao, who was sitting inside, was also holding a small notebook and a pen, waiting to record what Lin Huowang said.
He instantly paid more attention to it, and looked at Lin Huowang with envy and admiration.
This Kobayashi Tenwang is barely twenty years old!
Even Mr. Liao listened to him and took notes so seriously. This was truly a tremendous skill.
“Weilin, Mr. Xiaolin, please give our left-wing newspapers and film companies a thorough consultation and come up with a prescription.
You and I should take careful notes and hold a meeting with them when we get back to convey the spirit and instructions."
After Mr. Liao finished speaking, he said to Lin Huowang, "You can speak now."
Lin Huowang nodded, and then began to give detailed suggestions.
He cleared his throat and tapped his fingertips on the table. His eyes first fell on Mr. Liao, then turned to Wei Lin who was waiting with a pen in his hand: "Mr. Liao, Mr. Wei Lin, in my opinion, our newspapers and movies are not of poor quality, but too far away from the tea tables and stoves of the neighbors, so they don't feel that 'this is for me'. Let's talk about the newspaper problem first..."
He leaned forward, his voice bright, “The editorials in Ta Kung Pao are important, but when neighbors buy groceries, they don’t talk about ‘macro development’, they only ask ‘how much are the spare ribs today’.
Why not add a "Neighborhood Life" section and send a reporter to Yau Ma Tei Vegetable Market for a day to write down the bargaining tips of the old ladies?
Go to a public housing estate and ask the residents, "Which department can you contact fastest if there is a water leak upstairs?"
We will open another 'Response to Every Request' mailbox. When readers write to us and ask 'What are the procedures for my child to go to school', we will join hands with our friends in the Federation of Trade Unions to go to the Education Bureau to find out, and then publish the information in the next issue.
Who would refuse a newspaper that can help them solve their problems? "
Liang Weilin was greatly inspired and shocked when he heard this.
He kept recording with his pen, fearing that he would miss anything.
Mr. Liao stroked the edge of the teacup with his fingertips and nodded, "This method is practical. Go on."
"There's also the writing style," Lin Huowang smiled. "For example, when writing about new changes in the mainland, you don't need to write 'what are the policies like', just write 'Dongguan's lychees are ripe, and it only takes three days to ship them to Hong Kong stalls, two days faster than last year', and add a photo of a fruit vendor holding lychees - when the neighbors see this, they will naturally know 'the mainland is doing well, and it's convenient for us too'."
When talking about movies, his tone became more lively: "The actors in Great Wall are all good, but Miss Xia Meng always plays the role of a lady from a wealthy family. The neighbors think that 'she is pretty, but not like the people around us'.
Why not let her try to play the role of the fish stall owner in Sai Wan? Wearing a coarse cloth jacket, arguing with the neighbor who is stealing business, and then turning around to hand a fish to the homeless boy - the audience will definitely say, "This boss lady looks exactly like Ah Zhen downstairs from me."
Liang Weilin stopped writing when he heard this and couldn't help but interject, "But our movie must have some positive meaning in it."
"Just hide the meaning in the story," Lin Huowang took over the conversation. "For example, if you're making a martial arts film, don't always talk about the grudges in the martial arts world. Instead, tell the story of a bodyguard escorting a batch of disaster relief grain from the mainland. On the way, they encounter bandits, and Hong Kong porters and dock workers come to help spontaneously - isn't this 'mutual assistance'? The audience will enjoy watching it and will naturally understand the truth behind it."
He added a marketing method: "Before filming starts, put an announcement in the newspaper and ask the neighbors to write in saying 'I want to see how the protagonist fights the bandits'. Select a few interesting ones and write them into the script, then invite the readers who wrote the letters to visit the set.
When the movie is released, they will definitely take their relatives to the theater and say, "Look, this is the plot I came up with!"
Mr. Liao put down his teacup and tapped his knuckles on the table. “Hide the truth in the daily necessities, and let everyone feel that ‘this is our own newspaper, our own movie’ – this is the right prescription.”
Lin Huowang bowed again, nodded and said, "The key is to let the neighbors feel that our newspaper can help them make a living and our movies can speak their minds. Over time, they will naturally be willing to support us."
Liang Weilin sorted out the pages filled with notes. When he looked up, there was already a smile in his eyes. He admired Lin Huowang very much and said with approval: "In this way, let alone sales, the neighbors will probably talk more about our newspaper vendors and theater employees when they see us."
Mr. Liao even clapped his hands and cheered, "Great! No wonder the old man said you are worth three divisions. Just looking at your propaganda and united front skills, the combined efforts of the entire left in Hong Kong are not as effective as your few words!"
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