my sister is not a helper

Chapter 86 Dark Box Operation
"Mr. Hua, I am not against the national style, but the opening ceremony of the Universiade will be broadcast live to the whole world.
Hastily displaying immature national style works may cause people all over the world to misunderstand the Great Wei Dynasty because of aesthetic problems. "

"I am in favor of adding national style elements to the opening ceremony. Since the opening ceremony was held in our Great Wei Dynasty, why should we blindly cater to the aesthetics of foreigners?"

"I also agree with Mr. Hua's proposal, and I think the beauty of the national style should be the beauty of the world."

"That's right, if we deliberately cater to the preferences of foreign guests, what else do we need to do? Isn't it enough to find a western team to prepare for the opening ceremony?"

The leaders of the organizing committee in the meeting room are very qualified.

There was no quarreling, no scolding, just expressing my opinions calmly.

But the invisible confrontation was fierce.

Moreover, every big boss who expresses his opinion represents a side of power behind him, and no one is willing to back down for the benefit of their respective factions.

However, Mou Yizhang, the art director of the organizing committee, who sat at the first place, remained calm, as if the old god was there, like an old monk chanting scriptures.

Everyone was arguing below, but they didn't seem to take him seriously.

Now the people fighting in the room are mainly people from the capital and magic city factions, and Mou Yizhang is the leader in the western circle.

Regardless of whether the opening ceremony will join the Guofeng unit, it will not squeeze the resource share of the West Circle.

Because the share of the West Circle is pitifully small.

The above appointed him as the art director because he has the ability and status, and he doesn't have too much interest, so he can balance the disputes among other factions.

However, this balance is difficult to satisfy all parties.

This time, the Universiade was held in the Magic City, but most of the resources obtained by the Magic City Department were low-level resources, such as aerobics for thousands of people and chorus for thousands of people.

On the contrary, artists from the capital department got more exposure opportunities for solo singing and solo dancing.

These opportunities are related to the professional title of an academic artist and the celebrity status of an entertainer in the entertainment industry. When there is a fight, who is willing to give in?
Seeing the intensified confrontation below, Mou Yizhang finally spoke.

"Everyone take a 10-minute break."

"Professor Hua, let's take a look at the Guofeng works you proposed later, and then let's vote to decide!"

Several faction leaders left the meeting room one after another, and they discussed together in groups.

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"Old Wang, that old woman doesn't seem to be deliberately targeting you this time!"

"What is she doing against me? I have a good relationship with his dead husband. How could she target me?"

"Hahaha, yes, yes, the relationship is very good."

Several people laughed, but the laughter sounded very abnormal.

Wang Guangling was born in the Magic City Conservatory of Music, but after he went north to the capital, he gradually integrated into a small circle in the capital department, and the wind and water flourished.

He was originally a colleague of Liu Huiyu's father, but later, when the other party was most in danger, he stepped on his reputation to rise to the top.

In his eyes, profit is everything, what is friendship?What is a face?
Faced with the abnormal laughter of the crowd, Wang Guangling didn't care,

He said to an old man: "Old Lu, I am the music director and you are the costume director. We can work together later."

"Don't worry, Lao Mou is an expert in ancient cultural costumes. I just need to mention a little bit. On the contrary, it's you, Lao Wang. If that Qi Zhe makes a move, your theme song may not be able to keep it!"

"Hehe, it's impossible."

Wang Guangling chuckled, and said indifferently, "I've heard his songs before, but they're all pop music without depth, so vulgar they can't be considered elegant."

"Hahaha, it's unbelievably vulgar. Old Wang, you just need to be confident."

Everyone smiled and said nothing, all of them had vaguely meaningful expressions.

When people gain power, they are a little arrogant.

For the theme song of the Universiade this time, Wang Guangling used this reason to suppress many entries.

Then he boasted his song to the sky, which was both rigorous and elegant, and he used his position to force a default decision.

It's nothing more than an internal decision, and it will be sung by someone recommended by him.

And it's lip-syncing.

So when Professor Hua suddenly became the deputy artistic director of the opening ceremony, everyone thought that Wang Guangling would suffer.

After all, the two families have feuds, and Wang Guangling's behavior is not authentic. What's more, Professor Hua has a king in his hand - Qizhe.

Everyone knows that Huoshi Entertainment is Liu Huiyu's business.

In the past three weeks, Huoshi Entertainment's new song season is like a dazzling shooting star, illuminating the entire pop music world of the Great Wei Dynasty.

There are a total of nine songs, each of which is remarkable, and each one is much better than Wang Guangling's theme song when taken individually.

If Qizhe can really write an excellent song to participate in the election, can Wang Guangling suppress it with the reason of "vulgarity"?

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Ten minutes later, Wang Guangling and others left the lounge and went to the small auditorium of the cultural center.

After entering the small auditorium, they suddenly found that two bands were ready to play on both sides of the presidium of the auditorium.

On the left are western music such as piano and violin, and on the right are folk music such as guzheng and erhu.

"What is this? Since it is a national style, you have to mix and match things, and you are not afraid of being laughed at."

Wang Guangling satirized lightly while looking for a seat in the first row.

But the two spectators sitting in the second row looked over, and one of the middle-aged women said coldly: "Wang Guangling, with all the shitty things you did, how dare you laugh at others?"

"Uh"

Wang Guangling was stunned for a moment, adjusted his glasses to take a closer look, and immediately recognized who it was.

Ge Yunyan, the deputy director of the folk music department of the National Conservatory of Music of the Great Wei Dynasty, is no worse than Wang Guangling in terms of strength and seniority.

Wang Guangling quickly squeezed out a few smiles: "Senior Sister Ge, what wind brought you to the magic city?"

Ge Yunyan said coldly: "I'll stand up for my students, lest they be tripped up by some shameless people."

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No matter how thick-skinned Wang Guangling was, he couldn't keep smiling.

Now he also knew that the folk music band on the stage was actually a student of Guoyin.

Wang Guangling and the others looked at each other with serious eyes.

Just now Wang Guangling was full of confidence to find fault with the music!But I didn't expect Professor Hua to bring Guoyin into it.

If this questioned the flaws in the music, wouldn't that be a challenge to Ge Yunyan?
As for her violent temper, Wang Guangling was afraid just thinking about it.

At this time, Wang Guangling noticed the woman next to Ge Yunyan. She looked familiar, but couldn't name her.

"Who is this"

"Magic sound, Lan Shiyu."

Ok!The western music band on the stage must be a student of Moyin.

It doesn't make sense that two of the three major music academies in the Wei Dynasty came here!

Wang Guangling's heart was heavy, everyone was in the circle, and they knew the basics, if they raised the bar, they would be exposed to a lot of bullshit.

At this time, a woman walked out from the backstage of the small auditorium and walked straight to the singer's seat.

When Wang Guangling and the others saw the singer, they turned to look at Mou Yizhang angrily.

"It turned out to be someone from the West Circle."

"This TM is a black box operation."

"That's right! The surname Mou is not authentic"

"We're going to complain to the higher ups."

A group of guys who are used to operating in the dark and overpowering others are full of anger and complain about the dirty darkness.

But a person suddenly said: "Have you ever thought about what kind of musical works you want, worthy of the cooperation of Guoyin, Xiyin and Moyin?"

(End of this chapter)