Entertainment: Ex-singer, fans have grown up

Chapter 77 Traffic is king, inheritance is hard to continue!
Ye Feng and Yang Mi walked in the film and television city, and most of them were studios.

But these are small productions, which cannot be compared with big productions like Sansei III.

In addition to the filming crew, there are also many people coming and going.

The summer vacation is not over yet, it is time to travel.

As a tourist attraction, Vientiane Film and Television City receives many tourists every day.

Especially for those who like to chase stars, they might be able to meet their favorite stars when they come here.

Ye Feng and the two didn't dress up specially, but each wore a mask.

In this film and television city, the masses are not as enthusiastic as usual.

The main reason is that I have seen a lot, so it is not surprising.

This, on the contrary, lightened the burden on Ye Feng and the others.

This is not the first time Yang Mi has filmed here, and he has visited many places around him.

This time, having her as a guide made Ye Feng feel comfortable playing.

While the two were strolling around, they suddenly saw a large group of people in front of them.

"What's that for?"

Ye Feng asked curiously.

"It should be a fan meeting, it will be held here from time to time."

Yang Mi glanced at it, and then explained.

The feature of the film and television city is that there is no shortage of stars.

Holding a fan meeting can bring huge traffic to the film and television city.

This is an officially supported event.

As long as people come, are you afraid that no one will consume it?
For these, Ye Feng has no interest.

Seeing that they were almost done shopping, the two prepared to go back.

On the way back, Ye Feng stopped suddenly.

"what happened?"

Yang Mi looked at Ye Feng strangely and asked.

"I saw a senior, I went to say hello."

After speaking, Ye Feng walked towards the side.

"Old man, no one wants to shoot such meaningless things, and I'm too lazy to waste time."

A man in his 30s said impatiently.

The man was wearing a vest, completely dressed like the director.

"How can it be meaningless? This is our cultural treasure and the inheritance left by our ancestors."

Hearing what the man said, the gray-haired old man defended very seriously.

"So what if it's just inheritance. Now there are a few young people who are willing to listen to operas. Operas have been eliminated by the times."

The man said very helplessly.

"Young man, just help us. We have saved some money over the years, and we won't let you do it for nothing."

The old man still didn't want to give up.

But the man took the job for no reason whatsoever.

At this time, Ye Feng came over.

"Mr. Qin, long time no see. How are you?"

Ye Feng walked up to the old man and said hello respectfully.

The old man's name is Qin Zhenshan, and he is an old artist of a drama troupe in Shanghai.

I studied Peking Opera when I was young, and then I returned to Shanghai.

Ye Feng went to the drama troupe to study for a period of time when he was hidden in the snow.

Qin Zhenshan is his teacher.

At first, the old man was not willing to teach, but after seeing that Ye Feng really wanted to learn, he began to give serious guidance.

Because of his photographic memory, Ye Feng can learn everything quickly.

At that time, the old man almost accepted him as his personal disciple and passed on all his abilities to him.

It's a pity that Ye Feng had a contract at that time and couldn't transfer it, so this matter was left alone.

Originally, Ye Feng planned to visit the old man after a while, but he didn't expect to meet him here.

"Hey, Xiaoye, why are you here?"

Qin Zhenshan asked in surprise when he saw Ye Feng.

"The company's crew is filming here, and I wrote a few songs for it, who is this?"

Ye Feng looked at the old man, and then at the male director next to him.

"Oh, it's a long story..."

The old man sighed helplessly, and then told the story slowly.

In this era where data is king and data is king, opera has already faded away.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer people listening to operas in theaters, several old men who sing operas also want to do something for the inheritance of operas.

Finally, through someone's introduction, I found a well-known media person.

Although the media person agreed, he had to have something to promote in order to promote it.

Make bricks without straw!

Literally speaking, no one wants to believe it.

The old men also knew this, so they planned to shoot some things for the media people to use as material.

But it’s okay to let them sing, but I really don’t understand filming this kind of thing.

Moreover, this opportunity for publicity is precious to them, and they cannot handle it casually.

So Mr. Qin came to the film and television city, looking for a director to help them make a promotional video for opera.

But when they heard that they were going to make a promotional video for opera, none of the directors were willing to accept it.

This matter is completely thankless, and you can't earn any money, and more importantly, you can't gain any reputation.

Now this male director is the eighth director the old man has sought out.

After hearing this, Ye Feng understood in his heart.

He understood the old man's feelings, and he didn't want the inheritance to be broken in his own hands.

But he is more aware that in such an era, if there is no change in opera, it will definitely be eliminated or even disappear in the end.

This is not something that a promotional video can change.

"We know it may not make sense, but we still want to try, if it doesn't work... just forget it."

Speaking of the latter, the old man looked a little lonely, and his heart was full of powerlessness.

Ye Feng was also silent.

He wanted to help, but felt powerless.

It is very difficult to change the current status quo.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and something appeared in his memory.

Perhaps, you can try this method.

Just as he was thinking about the feasibility of the method, the male director next to him spoke.

"Brother Ye, are you Brother Ye?"

The male director looked at Ye Feng and said excitedly.

"you are?"

Ye Feng looked at the male director and felt that he didn't know him.

"My name is Jiang Fangfang. I'm a director and a fan of yours."

Jiang Fang actively introduced himself.

He also wanted to enter the entertainment industry because of Ye Feng.

It's a pity that he can't sing or act well, so he can only choose to become a director in the end.

The road to directing is not easy, and I have not achieved much after graduation for seven or eight years.

"Hello there!"

Ye Feng said hello politely.

"Brother Ye, are you familiar with the old man? If you don't persuade him, it's useless to make a promotional video for the opera, so why waste the money."

Jiang Fang said seriously to Ye Feng, wanting Ye Feng to persuade the old man.

It's not that he doesn't want to shoot, but that it's really unnecessary to shoot this thing.

The old man is not young anymore, it is not easy to save some money.

"Have you had any work on hand recently?"

Ye Feng didn't answer, but asked back.

Hearing this question, Jiang Fang was taken aback for a moment.

"The recent work has just ended, and I will be free for a while later."

"That's good, you can help the old men take pictures."

Ye Feng said seriously.

"Brother Ye, are you serious?"

Jiang Fang was a little confused.

Is it purely to make the old man happy?
"Shooting is to shoot, but it has to be returned in a way."

Ye Feng looked at Jiang Fang and smiled.

(End of this chapter)