I was eliminated from the draft, and I became a superstar with a ballad

Chapter 175 Chapter 175

[175. Thirty fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of road, cloud and moon]

"Manjianghong"

Three words fell.

The corner of Zhang Yimou's mouth couldn't help twitching.

This is 30 yuan!
At this time, Su Qingyun was standing with a pen in his hand. He was not in a hurry to write, but was brewing momentum.

This song "Manjianghong" is too powerful!
The requirements for the writer are very high. If the momentum is not enough, it will only ruin this famous poem through the ages.

Zhang Yimou couldn't help but glanced at Su Qingyun in surprise.

He could clearly feel that Su Qingyun's aura had changed.

At this moment, he was like a young general who had just returned from the battlefield.

There was a strong smell of blood on his body.

This is... murderous! ! !
Zhang Yimou once filmed the movie "Hero".

Among them, many extras came from the army.

He has felt these breaths in some veterans.

But the aura of those veterans was far less strong than Su Qingyun's.

This made him look forward to Su Qingyun.

At this time, Su Qingyun finally started to write again.

"Furious, leaning on the railing, resting in the drizzle. Looking up, looking up to the sky and screaming, with a strong heart."

At the beginning, these two sentences are flying like dragons and phoenixes, and the pen is like a snake.

This handwriting is like a gold and iron horse, and a decisive momentum of killing and attacking rushes towards his face.

"it is good……"

Zhang Yimou almost blurted out and applauded.

But he was afraid of disturbing Su Qingyun's thoughts, so he covered his lips and didn't say a word.

At this time, the next two sentences are already on the paper.

"Thirty years of fame and dust and soil, eight thousand miles of cloud and moon."

"Don't wait for a moment, white your young head, empty and sorrowful."

This moment, this situation.

Zhang Yimou was stunned, as if he saw something incredible.

His heart was overwhelmed.

His expression was terrified.

God!What kind of fairy sentence is this! ! !

At this moment, let alone one hundred thousand words, even one million words, he might be impulsive.

However, while he was shocked, he was also thinking!

This is a strong and intense poem, which is better than a thousand words!

But how should I write this poem?
Zhang Yimou felt that this alone was enough to conquer his entire life.

Who dares to take it?

Who can take it?

He even felt that even Su Qingyun might not be able to pick up the next tie.

At this time, Su Qingyun started writing again.

"The shame of Jingkang is still unresolved. When will the hatred of the courtiers be eliminated?"

"Driving a long chariot, breaking through the gaps in Helan Mountain. Aspiring to eat Hulu meat hungry, laughing and thirsty to drink the blood of Huns."

"Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que."

This time, Su Qingyun did it overnight with a splash of ink.

This is the end of the incomparable "Manjianghong".

But Zhang Yimou was shocked on the spot, his face was like seeing a ghost.

This poem is written by Shangyu.

Expressed the grief and indignation for the fall of the mountains and rivers, and expressed that time flies, don't take it easy, and serve the motherland as soon as possible.

As for Xiayu, it is a national humiliation.

"The shame of Jingkang is still unsettled, and when will the hatred of the courtiers disappear."

At the beginning, I wrote all the grief and indignation, expressing the heart of serving the country with fists.

Especially those two sentences, "The ambition eats the meat of the Hulu when hungry, and laughs and talks about drinking the blood of the Huns when they are thirsty."

Even in the peacetime after thousands of years, I still can't help but feel my blood spurt, wishing to raise a gun and ride a horse to kill the enemy with a knife.

Zhang Yimou thought that Shang Que had already been written.

But I never thought that this next tie would be even more wonderful.

"good words!"

"A masterpiece through the ages!"

Zhang Yimou read it five or six times in a row, only to feel his scalp tingling.

Su Qingyun smiled slightly: "Director Zhang, I didn't lie to you, I told you that I will definitely satisfy you!"

Zhang Yimou nodded like a chicken pecking rice:

"Mr. Su is full of talent, just like General Yue is alive."

"I think that when General Yue was imprisoned, what he thought on the prison wall was nothing more than this song "Manjianghong"!"

While Zhang Yimou was talking, his thoughts could not help but wander back to thousands of years ago.

In that gloomy and gloomy cell, Qianguyi imprisoned Yue Fei wrongly.

That night, the moonlight shone down, shining silver all over the place.

General Yue rubbed his fingers and wrote the oath of "serving the country with loyalty and loyalty" in blood.

This song "Manjianghong" fully expresses General Yue's grand ambitions and his passion for serving the country!
Even at a certain moment, Zhang Yimou couldn't tell whether "Man Jianghong" was written by Su Qingyun or Yue Fei?
Perhaps the real "Manjianghong" in history should look like this.

It took a long time for Zhang Yimou to recover from his thoughts.

He bowed heavily to Su Qingyun:
"Mr. Su is a great talent. As soon as this word comes out, it will be sung forever."

"I'm afraid that General Yue Quanxia will know about it, and he will be gratified."

Su Qingyun smiled lightly: "Director Zhang, I can rest assured that I can satisfy you."

"Satisfied, satisfied."

Zhang Yimou was satisfied, and then said: "Mr. Su give me an account, and I will transfer the money to you."

One hundred thousand!
Originally, he thought it was an astronomical figure.

But now, he felt that the money was well spent!

Just relying on this song "Manjianghong", it will inevitably become popular all over the Internet and arouse heated discussions among everyone.

At that time, the box office of the movie will increase by at least several hundred million!
You must know that the cost of marketing this year is very high.

Maybe millions of tens of millions of marketing expenses are spent, and there is not even a splash.

But Su Qingyun's "Man Jianghong" has already won tens of millions of sales.

"One word is only one hundred thousand, it's really worth it!"

Zhang Yimou couldn't help but swear.

The number he counted, including the punctuation marks in the whole article, has a total of 110 seven characters.

"It's only 1170 million in total. It's really worth the money!"

Zhang Yimou said happily, and readily credited more than 1000 million into Su Qingyun's account.

"Mr. Su, thank you for your kindness. If you need me in the future, just ask."

Zhang Yimou was very polite.

As the top director in China, he has no airs at all.

Moreover, he is so much older than Su Qingyun, and he always talks about "Mr. Su", which is definitely approachable.

Su Qingyun arched his hands and said: "Then I will thank Director Zhang."

Afterwards, the two exchanged some pleasantries.

Zhang Yimou took this "Man Jianghong" and left contentedly.

He also has to rush to the ancient city of Jin Province to shoot the last scene of the movie.

After filming is complete, the film can be wrapped.

On the other side, Su Qingyun was also very busy.

With Yu Minhong's hands-on efforts, Qingyun's preferred project was completed very quickly.

But in just a few days, the preparatory work has been completed.

On the other hand, Douyin Company learned that Su Qingyun was going to enter the field of live broadcast delivery, and it was also very powerful, and all kinds of traffic resources were tilted towards Qingyun Optimal.

"President Su, at 7 o'clock tomorrow night, Qingyun's preferred live broadcast room will start the first live broadcast."

"This match is very critical. We need to use your influence to gain popularity! Let's strive for instant success!"

Dong Yuhui reported to Su Qingyun.

Whether Qingyun Optimal can succeed or not depends on tomorrow!

(End of this chapter)