Chapter 130 The black clouds really drove the wind and rain, and the chaotic fireworks followed by several people

Author: Ciliansheng

"We understand that you are now the inheritor of intangible cultural heritage?"

"Is it at the municipal level? Let's take a look at the official report that your factory director is a national-level intangible cultural heritage inheritor. Do you hope to have this honor in the future?"

The reporter threw several questions at An Ji in succession. Before An Ji could decide which question to start with, he was already confused by the reporter's choice of words and sentences.

The crackling rain was hitting the windows. This kind of gloomy rain curtain can best bring out the warmth of family reunion. Unfortunately, An Jianing, He Yanqing and his wife rushed back to Huiyun early in the morning to make room for their daughter to be interviewed.

He Yanqing's natal family.

"I'm not a city-level inheritor yet, and I'm still applying for this, but there are indeed district-level inheritors in Shangcheng District." The rain outside the window was really annoying, and the people in the house had bad intentions. An Ji finally heard from the reporter

Pick out the questions and answer them step by step.

Shengxia gently pushed her best friend's arm with her elbow. Shengxia was obviously a little suspicious of the reporter's choice of words. She hoped that An Jizhi would be stunned to avoid being caught by the other party with ambiguous words or default sentences and posting them on the Internet.

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Logically speaking, reporters should work hard to find out and understand these words. However, in this reporter's question, 'factory director' and 'honor' were bitten hard. There is no guarantee that they are not unscrupulous media people who deliberately go off the beaten track in order to find hot spots.

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"As for the 'factory director' you mentioned, I would rather you say he is my master, because our Hangluo factory has a master-apprentice relationship, not the employment relationship you imagined. There have been related interviews in this regard before, I don't know.

Have you paid attention to it in advance?"

An Ji is soft-tempered, but in the past, he dared to continue to stalemate with his mother in order to pursue his dream. In order to complete the design and spread the word, he stayed up all night - these persistences were all doomed. When An Ji defended the things he loved,

, will never back down.

After hearing An Ji's response, the reporter was obviously stunned for a moment. He didn't know whether he was shocked by An Ji's sudden "hardness" or whether he wanted to test An Ji from the beginning to see if he was really doing it for his ideals as reported in the past.

And love, it is for the sake of culture and feelings that I have persisted...

"Well, what you said makes sense. I did find out that maybe in earlier years, the textile industry was passed down from family to family, or from master to apprentice. After all, we also say, 'Once a teacher, always a father.'

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Seeing the reporter following An Ji's words, Sheng Xia finally let go of her anxious heart. She just felt that the former should not make a fuss about this sentence again. Otherwise, Aunt Zhang would be disappointed after reading it, and readers who didn't understand would be disappointed.

Looking around, there are very few people who make a fuss about "private ownership".

"Then do you hope to become someone like your master in the future?"

Here comes the problem again! Shengxia is now in a state of 'the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is in a hurry'. He is afraid that this reporter will dig some kind of hole for his best friend, and if An Ji accidentally gets into it, it will be over...

"What I mean is, to be like your master, in difficult times, along the way to now, while receiving national support and the title of national-level intangible cultural heritage inheritor, you also take responsibility, inherit and spread the culture,

Promote it?"

After An Ji froze up as she wished, and pointed out the problems in the reporter's work and language in the gentlest tone, the reporter's speech suddenly changed, as if she was not the one who said those words with inducing connotations.

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"Of course I am willing, but to be honest, Aunt Zhang has done a lot of things. If it were me, I don't think I might be able to persist at that time..." An Ji always had a faint smile on his face,

But at this moment, he lowered his head and sighed, fully embodying the elegance and sadness of Jiangnan beauty.

"At that time, Aunt Zhang and the others had to not only ensure that Hangluo could continue to exist, but also had to spend some time doing embroidery to make up for the shortfall."

"If I were them, the pressure from family and society, I might not be able to resist it at all."

Hearing this, the reporter nodded silently, without disturbing An Ji's mood. The tablet computer he was using to organize the interview content was put aside, and the sound of typing on the keyboard naturally disappeared.

"But in the new era, there is more than just the need to rescue these intangible cultural heritage. What we want now is innovation, developing with the times, and digging out the contemporary value of intangible cultural heritage from history." It's rare that maybe An Ji said it sincerely, but the reporter actually responded.

Come and comfort An Ji's mood.

Now it was Shengxia's turn to be confused - I couldn't see through it, I really couldn't see through it, what on earth did this reporter want to do? The wording of those questions just now was so misleading, why is it so normal now?

Online marketing accounts, random reports by some unscrupulous media, and the Internet information age have exposed these negative and dirty things to the public. In the face of interests, not all media people can adhere to professional ethics.

'Intangible Cultural Heritage', 'Cultural Innovation', and 'Women', the three central points are all hot topics that attract the attention of others nowadays. Unscrupulous media can be boycotted by the Internet society after the person involved clarifies, but a vague apology

, a sentence of 'I don't have a clear understanding' may be able to get him off the hook smoothly.

But An Ji didn't dare to gamble, and Shengxia didn't dare to gamble; because of the reasons behind them, Hang Luo couldn't gamble, Hanfu couldn't gamble, intangible cultural heritage, and traditional culture couldn't gamble...

We can’t bet on whether they can be clarified after being maliciously misinterpreted by unscrupulous media and marketing accounts; after clarification, is it possible for the public who have already misunderstood them to understand them again? Or in the end, it will be replaced by the saying "the fly does not bite the egg," a

Can't clap your hands?

"Well, then I also want to ask you, because as far as we know, you and An Ji are best friends, and both have PhDs in fashion design. So why did you choose to design Hanfu? Because we also learned that during school, and

After graduation, you also won many awards."

"Of course, we have also seen that some of your award-winning designs are actually based on the old systems of various dynasties and are improvements that meet modern needs?"

Shengxia was brought back from her thoughts by the reporter's question. Without thinking, she responded to the latter's question in a few words.

"So this time I understand that you have reached cooperation with our TV series "Shili West Lake" which has just started in the name of Hangluo Factory and Yunkai Jixia Hanfu Store respectively. I don't know what you think of this time.

cooperate?"

"Do you think this cooperation is more commercial in nature, or does it also play a role in cultural communication?"

Feeling the different atmosphere that had spread since midsummer, the reporter smiled at the former and explained: "That's right, because our colleagues interviewed the director of "Sili West Lake". The director said that this time he added in the details

Many cultural elements are also inspired by the short dramas you filmed."

Hearing this, Sheng Xia let out a long sigh of relief without saying a word. It would have been better if she had said this earlier, but she had to say half a sentence and leave half a sentence, which was very scary.

"Our point of view is actually to have both, or in other words, the two are actually inseparable, one and the same."

"From my point of view, I may actually be more focused on the business aspect, because I am not the only one working hard in the Hanfu industry, but if I want to make a name for myself and convey our ideas on behalf of the Hanfu industry, I must first become a successful one.

businessman." After An Ji concluded, Shengxia first expressed his views.

"The cooperation with "Shili West Lake" and some co-branded Hanfu will undoubtedly bring me a lot of traffic... because I hope to become a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference and truly participate in doing practical things for culture."

"A drama can have an impact on my sales. For a Hanfu store owner, my influence is undoubtedly reflected in sales."

"So, what you really pursue is cultural?"

In the reporter's opinion, Shengxia's words were very honest, so honest that they were equivalent to telling consumers clearly, 'I want to make money, I want to make money, I want to make money!'

"Just like I mentioned my goal to my best friend before, my goal at first was just to see someone wearing the Hanfu I designed on the street." This reporter is quite smart and knows how to guide himself to continue his words and enrich the content of the interview.

Shengxia silently gave the former a thumbs up in her heart.

"So, commercial interests are indeed just my immediate goal. Only by achieving it can I dare to say that I can contribute to cultural undertakings."

The index and middle fingers of her right hand tapped the fingers of her left hand several times rhythmically, and Shengxia organized her words clearly: "If I can't prove the commercial value of Hanfu and the needs of the times, how can I convince others that this thing has not been drowned by the torrent of history?

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The reporter was amused by Sheng Xia's straightforwardness and transparency, and felt happy thinking about it - even if the interviewee had a liberal arts background, the reporter did not need to reorganize the language when writing the article.

"Then what do you think?" The reporter asked the question to An Ji again. An Ji's sentence just now summed it up well, but the reporter wanted to hear more.

"You also know that because we produce by hand, our output is actually limited at the moment. In addition to a few big old stores, our cooperation with Yunkai Jixia Hanfu Store can basically guarantee our sales."

"It can be said that we are no longer in the stage of 'worrying about selling', but are now 'worrying about production', so for us, it is actually the most straightforward thing to do to spread the word."

An Ji's words are also not adulterated. In fact, with the current demand, even if the uncles and aunts in the factory work around the clock every day, there will basically be no hoarding.

But apart from Aunt Zhang's daughter and son-in-law, An Ji himself is the only successor to the younger generation...

"Because we have also seen the precedent of some intangible cultural heritage becoming popular through film and television dramas, and you also know that we have done this short play, and our sales problem has indeed been solved through this short play."

"Okay, thank you both very much." At the end of the reporter's question, he looked up out the window, frowned slightly, and then smiled at the two best friends who were about to speak, "It's okay, we have an interview car, it won't get wet in the rain.

, don’t worry.”

"Actually, I have one last question to ask you. Because it is my personal curiosity, you can choose to answer it or not. I will not put it in the interview transcript, and I will also bring the interview transcript to you.

We’ve seen it before sending it out.”

"I saw someone on the Internet saying that the director of "Shili West Lake" is the uncle of our non-hereditary An Ji's boyfriend. It can be said that they have a very close relationship. They also have some random speculations, thinking that if you don't have this relationship

, you can’t get this kind of opportunity, what do you think about this?”

Perhaps the rain outside the window caused low air pressure, which made the room a little stuffy, and An Ji felt suffocated.

Could it be that the persistence of the uncles and aunts of Hangluochang for so many years, and the unremitting efforts of myself and Shengxia over the past few years, can all be offset by just "relying on relationships"?

Or perhaps, I do have this kind of relationship with the director of "Poetry of West Lake", and the contact was obtained directly through Ning Yunfan - couldn't all the previous efforts be as easy as a simple 'relationship'?

"Sorry, that's not what I meant." The reporter interviewed many people and felt the inner contradiction of An Ji without saying anything. "I don't agree with those views. You can't become fat with one bite. If you don't have absolute quality, you can't be fat."

The director's reputation and the cast of "Shiri West Lake" will never ruin the entire drama just because of this relationship."

"Actually, I just want to know what you think about this question. If you don't want to answer, it's really because I'm being rude. I'm sorry!"

The reporter stopped asking questions about this issue, exchanged a few pleasantries, went downstairs, got in the interview car and left.

The rain was pounding on the interview vehicle, and the sound was transmitted directly into the house. The lower floors were most susceptible to the return of moisture on the ground, and the humidity in the entire house was so high that water droplets would actually form.

"You said..." An Ji suddenly spoke, breaking the tranquility of the humidity around him.

I don't know if there was water on the ceiling, or it was raining really hard and drifting in from the window. An Ji felt a drop of water hit his arm, which was still a little warm, but turned cold for a moment.
To be continued...