I really don't want to be red

Chapter 111 Precious Shots

Huang Zhan's status in the entertainment industry is still higher than Hu Feng's.

However, I have grown older in the past two years, and I am no longer engaged in songwriting.

But Zhou Changzhong couldn't think of anyone other than Huang Zhan who could write such a heart-stirring song.

It is no exaggeration to say that this song is a song that hits people's hearts directly.

No one will be indifferent after hearing it.

Zhou Changzhong said: "Except for Huang Zhan, I really can't think of anyone else who has this ability."

Gu Yuankai said with a smile: "This person is a rising star in our Xiazhou. He is versatile. You probably haven't heard of it. A musician named An Ran is also a lecturer in our college now!"

Then Gu Yuankai talked about the situation that day.

After Zhou Changzhong listened, he let out a long breath and said, "Thank you this time."

"Tell me this?" Gu Yuankai said with a smile: "Make your documentary properly. Liu Ziyao was slapped in the face by An Ran and was sent to the hospital angrily. These two days, his disciples and grandchildren are madly attacking An Ran. Please release your documentary sooner rather than later." Do someone a favor and count yourself as a good deed."

Zhou Changzhong smiled and said, "So that's your purpose?"

"Do you understand what a win-win situation is?" Gu Yuankai said, "An Ran is a nice person, and he is a rare talent in the younger generation. Why don't I help him? Do you want me to help that scumbag Liu Ziyao?"

Zhou Changzhong nodded and said: "That's right, I'll help with this, don't worry, it's just a matter of two days."

His documentary was produced at the request of the state media.

Moreover, the documentary channel has never had a good film. His ten-episode documentary will definitely be arranged as soon as possible.

hang up the phone.

Zhou Changzhong put on his clothes and went downstairs.

When we got to the lobby, everyone was ready.

Zhou Changzhong didn't explain too much, "Go to Chinatown."

A group of people were a little puzzled, probably because they remembered that there was something at the end and needed to make up shots.

Went out to the parking lot, got in the car, and headed straight to Chinatown.

When we got to the place, Zhou Changzhong said: "Everyone, take it easy. Let's do interviews for today's scene. It doesn't have to be too formal, the most important thing is authenticity."

The photographer of the year after was a little puzzled, "Boss, this is a documentary!"

"Yes, it is to record the most realistic scene!"

Zhou Changzhong walked in front, followed by photographers, and everyone entered Chinatown.

The shops lined up on both sides are all signboards in traditional characters, and there are familiar faces shuttling inside.

The air is filled with the smell of gourmet food. Although it is a bit unauthentic, you can still call it by name when you smell it.

In fact, apart from filming these days, they haven't walked through Chinatown properly.

Zhou Changzhong saw an old man in his fifties passing by, and said, "Master, can I ask you a few questions?"

The uncle smiled and said: "It's been a long time since I heard Xia Zhou's words in a proper way, you are from China..."

"Yeah, we're shooting a documentary here!"

The uncle was not timid at all, "If you have any questions, just ask."

Zhou Changzhong took out his mobile phone, tuned out the song and played it, "Master, do you have any relatives in China?"

"Yes, my brother is still in China."

"Then what do you want to say to your loved ones?"

I don't know if Zhou Changzhong's question moved his mind, or because of the song, the old man suddenly choked up, and it took him a long time to wipe away his tears, "I hope everything is well at home..."

"Have you thought about going back and taking a look?"

The photographer behind sighed, Director Zhou is bad enough, you ask this kind of question, and you also play this kind of song, isn’t it specially designed to make people cry?

You look sad to the uncle.

It took a long time for the uncle to say: "Think about it, think about it every day, no matter how nice this place is, it's not home!"

As soon as the uncle's words came out, everyone fell silent.

Even Zhou Changzhong's eyes were red, and he didn't know what to say.

The plot of Ye Luo returning to the hometown of Xiazhou people is difficult for other ethnic groups to imagine and understand.

For the whole morning, Zhou Changzhong led the film crew to wander around Chinatown at will, interviewing at will.

The interviewees were asked a few random questions.

The song played on a loop on his phone and never stopped.

From the beginning, everyone held the mentality of work, and at the end they didn't talk, and the mood became heavy.

Many interviewees asked for songs from Zhou Changzhong's mobile phone.

At noon, Zhou Changzhong interviewed more than 20 people, including men and women, old and young, shopkeepers, students and retirees.

After the busy work, we found a restaurant to eat.

The shop owner came over to see a few of them, and immediately said with a smile: "A few of them are from China."

Zhou Changzhong nodded and smiled, "Come to make a documentary."

The shop owner smiled and said, "Then I have to show off..."

"Okay!" Zhou Changzhong heard the music playing in the boss's shop, took out his mobile phone and said, "I have a song here, I'll pass it on to you, it's fine if you play it."

The store owner said: "No problem!"

Soon the song was sent to the store owner's mobile phone.

Taking advantage of Zhou Changzhong's time to order, the boss poured out the song and started playing it.

The song was played, but the boss didn't care, and went in to cook.

Zhou Changzhong and others sat there chatting.

The photographer said: "Director Zhou, where did you get this song? It's amazing..."

He gave a thumbs up and said, "There is no one who doesn't cry after listening to it. It made me cry several times this morning."

Zhou Changzhong ignored him, and said to the assistant director: "When I go back to the main soundtrack, I will use this song, and the theme song will also use this, and the title of the film will also be changed, so it will be called "My Chinese Heart."

Good guy, you are completely changed.

The song is a good song, but in this way, a lot of work has been done for nothing.

They are in a hurry to play, and the previous filming has already been edited, and the soundtrack is also finished. How are you doing?

"Director Zhou..."

Knowing what he was going to say, Zhou Changzhong waved his hands and said, "I'll take care of this matter. No other song is more suitable than this one. When the movie comes out, you'll know it after watching it."

Everyone saw that he persisted, so they didn't say much.

You are the boss, you have the final say.

Several people were chatting, when Zhou Changzhong looked up, he saw many people standing outside the restaurant.

"What?"

Zhou Changzhong was puzzled.

Stand up and walk to the door to have a look.

Good guy, there are hundreds of people standing at the door, but no one speaks.

Everyone stood there, listening quietly.

Only then did Zhou Changzhong realize that the song "My Chinese Heart" was playing on the speaker at the door...

Everyone stood at the door and listened to the music.

Zhou Changzhong's heart moved, he hurried in and said to the photographer, "Turn on the camera, hurry up and take a picture."

The photographer didn't understand what was going on, but he turned on the camera immediately and walked towards the door.

Walking to the door, the photographer's heart trembled.

The people standing at the entrance of the restaurant had complex expressions on their faces. Some had tears in their eyes, some had tears streaming down their faces, and some lightly pressed their hands on their chests, as if they were calming their excited mood.

He quickly picked up the camera to record this precious shot.

(End of this chapter)