Chapter 324: The Song Family Visitors

Xia Zhizhi returned home, had dinner and perfunctorily greeted her grandmother, then went back to her room to edit videos.

First develop the negative film, then edit the positive film. Each frame on the developed positive film will have a number corresponding to the negative film.

The editing operation is to find the positions that need to be edited on the two pieces of film and tape respectively, mark them with a marker, then cut the film and tape, and finally stick the two pieces of film and tape that need to be connected together with transparent tape.

That's right, cut it first, then stick it together with tape.

All these tasks were completed by Ah Ju. As long as Xia Zhizhi was sure of the images she wanted, there would be no possibility of film loss due to operational errors.

After all, actors are not expensive these days, but films are.

She recorded the sound on site using a tape recorder, but after listening to it, the result was very unsatisfactory, so she put it aside for now.

It was getting late, and Xia Zhizhi's capitalist nature was exposed. She asked Ah Ju to stay up late to edit the film while she went to bed. The next day, she carried the recorder to go find her sister.

Before she saw anyone, Xia Zhizhi opened her mouth and started howling: "Sister, sister, help me!"

Xia Qingqing was startled and ran over to ask, "What's going on?!"

Xia Zhizhi held up the tape and shouted, "The recording of the small stage play I filmed yesterday was very poor. Many parts were unclear."

Xia Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just a scare, but it's not a big deal. I'll ask other comrades to help, and we can record it again when everyone is free."

Xia Zhizhi couldn't wait. She was so excited that she couldn't wait even a minute. She wanted to see her results in the next second. She pulled Xia Qingqing's arm, shaking it and shouting, "No, I want to record it. I want to record it now. I'm waiting to use it."

It seemed as if she would roll on the ground if Xia Qingqing disagreed.

Xia Qingqing was overwhelmed by being called, so she could only agree: "Okay, I'll go ask everyone."

When they heard that they were going to dub their own short film, the actors put down what they were doing.

One of the comrades was a little busy at the moment, but Xia Zhizhi had no intention of waiting for him and immediately started to arrange for another colleague to replace him.

Who gives up such an opportunity?

The busy comrade found someone else to take over the work at hand and forced himself to free up.

Performances these days, whether it is facial expressions or the tone of dialogue, are all extremely exaggerated. Xia Zhizhi made slight changes according to her own requirements, and after each person recited it about 10 to 20 times, it barely met her requirements.

Xia Qingqing had the most lines, and her voice was almost hoarse from reciting them over and over again.

Not only did Xia Zhizhi not feel sorry for her, she also felt that her hoarse voice shouting "Comrades, we have won!" was very touching.

After finally recording Xia Zhizhi's satisfaction, she patted her butt and ran away again. Xia Qingqing wanted to invite her to watch a performance, but she was not happy.

It was also a bit troublesome to match the dubbing with the pictures.

The dubbing is recorded on a magnetic tape, which is placed parallel to another reel that is synchronized with the picture at a proportional speed. The positioning is an inductive head to ensure the synchronization of sound and picture. That is, when the picture rotates 24 frames (1 second at normal speed), the tape also rotates the same length as 1 second at normal speed.

This is a time-consuming and labor-intensive delicate job.

Fortunately, Xia Zhizhi has Aju!

She was happily dancing in the space, drinking milk tea, and at the same time taking time to direct Ah Ju.

The next day, the two elders of the Xia family went to work. She took Ah Ju out with her on the pretext of going out to play with friends, then found a deserted place and threw Ah Ju in to work.

It's getting close to the end of the year and there are more people on the streets. It's not popular to work outside the city these days, so the people in the city are basically city residents or villagers from surrounding areas who come to the city to shop.

It’s not easy to go shopping when there are too many people.

Xia Zhizhi changed her mind halfway through, took a bag of snacks and went to Zhonglanhai to show her presence, and went straight to Juxiangtang.

The leaders will be working in the Juxiang Library in Fengze Garden, and the reception will also be held here.

While still at the gate, Xia Zhizhi shouted, "Leader, I'm here!"

The leader was disturbed by her voice and joked with the guard, "Tell her I'm not here."

Xia Zhizhi rushed in with a smile: "I can hear your voice, you can't fool me."

The leader put down the pen in his hand and said, "Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Xia Zhizhi raised the small paper bag in her hand and said, "My friend sent me some snacks. They are delicious. I brought some for you so you can try them too."

The leader shook his head helplessly: "Do you think I am as greedy as you?"

Leaders usually don't eat outside, so Xia Zhizhi just said this casually, opened the snack bag, grabbed a handful for herself, sat down at the table opposite the leader's desk and started eating.

While eating, he talked about his recent activities and then boasted about his filming plan: "Leader, I think I really have a talent for photography. The pictures I take are particularly vivid and more touching than the stories taken by others. I will finish it soon. Please give me some comments when the time comes."

After getting the leader's nod, Xia Zhizhi went to talk to Mr. Zhou again.

Mr. Zhou has no material desires, and his food, clothing, housing and transportation are all very simple. If he had not been married, he would live like an ascetic monk, and would wish he could turn himself into a robot, not eating or drinking, and working 24 hours a day.

Xia Zhizhi gave him a large bag of nuts so that he could eat some as a midnight snack when he was working overtime. Before leaving, she also instructed his guard: "Comrade, please prepare some snacks. Remember to let Mr. Zhou have some!"

In the evening, Xia Zhizhi returned home with Grandpa and Grandma Xia.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw someone in the living room, two old people, a man and a woman. They were dressed decently and judging by the way they were sitting, they looked like a couple.

He brought a younger boy, a gay man in his 20s, who looked quite suitable.

Xia Zhizhi glanced at the Xia family's grandparents; their attitudes were indifferent.

A group of people sat down, and Xia Bangguo said calmly: "If you have any questions, just ask someone to come and tell us. Why bother you to come here in person?"

Xia Bangguo always spoke unpleasantly. Xia Zhizhi didn't know for a moment whether he was deliberately insulting these people or if there was no other meaning behind his words.

The man in the old couple said, "It's not a big deal. We are all relatives, so we should visit each other more often."

Then he looked at Xia Zhizhi: "This must be Zhizhi, she's so pretty."

Grandpa Xia didn't say anything, and the old man introduced Xia Zhizhi enthusiastically: "I am your Grandpa Song, and this is your Grandma Song. His name is Song Zhijie, who is two years older than you. You can call him brother."

The Xia family never told Xia Zhizhi about the Song family's affairs. Xia Zhizhi was not that abnormal and usually did not want to listen to her family's private conversations at home.

So I don’t know about this yet.

Seeing that Grandpa Xia didn't object, he called people and greeted them.

The old lady of the Song family took Xia Zhizhi's hand affectionately and said, "Oh, this child has such a sweet mouth. I liked her as soon as I saw her."