Chapter 254

Youzhou, in an old community.

Li Hui and Chen Ziang walked into an old residential building.

Residential buildings in the old community are not high, almost six or seven floors.

This residential building is very dilapidated, and the iron gate downstairs has long since disappeared. You don't need to swipe the access card to enter the building like the elevator rooms in those mid-to-high-end communities.

Chen Ziang carried the fruit bag and walked behind Li Hui.

After reaching the third floor, they stopped.

"Is this the door number?" Chen Ziang looked at the door number and asked.

"En." Li Hui nodded.

Chen Ziang became a little nervous.

Today he came to invite an old artist to sing the main theme song.

The old man is over [-] years old, and occasionally goes to the Central Conservatory of Music to teach. She is a Chinese soprano singer and a national first-class actress.

Many people think that first-class actors in this country are just film and television actors, but they are not.

The first-class actor title is a professional and technical title established by the Chinese literary and art circles. It is the highest professional title given by the Chinese state to actors who have made outstanding contributions to the prosperity of the country's literary and artistic undertakings, and enjoys special allowances from the State Council. It is an actor (including cross talk, drama, opera, etc.) , dance, film, television and other theatrical performances) have made certain contributions to the arts and have been given professional affirmation.

The person Chen Ziang came to find was Liu Lanfang, a highly respected female singer in the art world.

When Liu Lanfang was young, she was sweet and affectionate, charming, hot-tempered, and outspoken.She created a precedent for the fusion of folk singing and popular singing in the Chinese music scene. Her singing style and skills have made great contributions to the development of national vocal music and popular music, and created a generation of singing styles.

When she was at the peak of her life, Chen Ziang was not born yet.

At that time, the entertainment circle in mainland China was still in its infancy, and entertainment culture was lacking. It was Liu Lanfang's generation of old artists who supported the mainland music scene.

At that time, there was no such thing as an entertainment industry in mainland China. The songs that were spread among the people, the main theme songs were the mainstream, and the rest were Hong Kong and Taiwan songs.

With the improvement of people's living standards, Hong Kong and Taiwan have fully occupied the mainland, and now Hong Kong and Taiwan are in decline, and the mainland dominates its own entertainment market.

Chen Ziang searched for a long time, but couldn't find the doorbell, so he had to knock on the iron door.

Almost all old houses have two sets of doors, one iron door and one wooden door.

After knocking for a while, the wooden door inside the iron door opened.

An old lady with gray hair but a good complexion appeared inside the iron gate.

She is Liu Lanfang who was popular all over the country back then.

"Hello, Teacher Liu!" Chen Ziang greeted respectfully, he could recognize Liu Lanfang.

"Who are you?" Seeing Chen Ziang and Li Hui, Liu Lanfang was a little vigilant. Uninvited guests did not visit her often, but it was not impossible.

At first, that enthusiasm, that cheek, hey, she couldn't stand it.

"Ms. Liu, I'm an undergraduate student at Tsinghua University, can I talk in the room?" Chen Ziang shamelessly revealed his student status.

It is estimated that Liu Lanfang has never heard of moving out other identities.

After speaking, Chen Ziang handed over his student ID card.

Liu Lanfang took it, glanced at it, and asked, "What do you want from me?"

There are too many scammers, and it is a piece of cake for scammers to hold fake documents. The old lady is very careful.

Chen Ziang held back for a while, and said, "I have a Chinese heart in my heart, so I wrote a patriotic song, and I would like to ask you to help me read it. I..."

"boom!"

The door is closed!

Chen Ziang hasn't finished yet.

"Just close the door like this?" Chen Ziang and Li Hui stared with wide eyes.

After a while, Chen Ziang yelled: "My student ID card, my student ID card is not fake, return it to me first!"

……

I got my student ID back, but Chen Ziang couldn't even get in.

"Could it be because you're next to me that you won't let me in?" Chen Zi'ang said to Li Hui when he was leaving.

"Then why don't you try it yourself?" Li Hui said.

"Okay!" Chen Ziang was not someone who would give up so easily, and went upstairs again.

Not long after, he came back again, carrying a fruit bag, disheveled.

Li Hui snickered.

"Don't laugh, save some effort, we'll finish eating this bag of fruit before leaving." Chen Ziang took out a banana and handed it to Li Hui.

"Zi Ang, are you kidding me?" Li Hui smiled and took the banana.

Chen Ziang sat down on the leisure chair in the community, took out an apple, and was very depressed: "Turn grief into strength, what can we do if we don't finish eating? You can't take this fruit to the next house, it seems too dishonest."

She was really cruel to herself, so Li Hui also sat down.

Unfavorable start, no one to recommend, it was useless to find the door by myself, so we met through the iron gate.

Killers are always killing, and Chen Ziang also experienced the feeling and taste of other artists begging to find him.

This is called big fish eating small fish, and small fish eating dried shrimps.

A tick for a tick.

Chen Ziang really wanted Liu Lanfang to see "My Motherland", and then agreed to sing, and finally he had the cheek to ask for a teacher.

But I didn't take the first step, so I folded.

"Don't be discouraged. This is the first one. There are still several candidates. We will go to the next one later...you eat less..." Li Hui originally thought that Chen Ziang was joking when he said that he finished eating this bag of fruit, but seeing him in a while After working for less than half, he quickly ate more, but don't let him eat it all by himself, that's fine.

Chen Ziang ate and ate non-stop.

"The next one will be even bigger, so don't be overwhelmed." Li Hui reminded.

"It's okay, it's easy to do things when you're full." Chen Ziang was a little disappointed, thinking that his connections were still too weak, it was so weak.

Li Hui introduced the second target person to Chen Ziang: "Li Yuan, a famous Chinese folk singer, is currently the head of a song and dance troupe of our army, a national first-class actor, a part-time professor of BJ University, and enjoys a government subsidy issued by the State Council."

Um, this is a bit fierce!

What the netizen recommended is a scam, Chen Ziang underestimated the power of the netizen.

The recommended ones are all national treasures.

how please?
If it wasn't for Chen Zi'ang's sincere desire to find such a national treasure artist, he would have ignored the netizens a long time ago.

Who do you think he is, who can really invite those people?

Definitely a prank.

After eating the fruit, Chen Ziang and Li Hui moved on to the next goal.

How do you know if you don't work hard?
Buy fruit, take a taxi, and go to your destination.

After arriving, Chen Ziang and Li Hui stood outside stupidly.

Khan, I can't even enter the community.

The first and second goals were declared a failure.

Chen Ziang couldn't help complaining on Weibo: "What kind of characters are you recommending? I can't even enter the community for the second target, and I can't invite you!"

Netizens laughed. It turns out that Zi Ang invited people so primitively, and came to the door with a fruit bag?

Chen Ziang looked for Xu Ran and Weiwei.

The two said that they couldn't help, although they had shared the stage with some singers in some evenings, but everyone was not in the same system or circle, and it was difficult to have an intersection.

(End of this chapter)

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