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Chapter 97: Invitation to the Spring Festival Gala 097

【097. Invitation to the Spring Festival Gala】

"Songs like this should be blocked!"

"Promote the game and teach the children bad!"

Zhang Weijun is getting old, and his thinking can no longer keep up with the current era.

The reason why he stayed in the program group of the Spring Festival Gala as a planner was all because of his seniority and connections.

Feng Gangpao felt very troubled by this person.

He can understand the old people's resistance to new things, but he is very disgusted with this kind of people who rely on their seniority and rely on the old to sell the old.

The reason why Huaguo's literary and artistic undertakings have stagnated.

It is because of these self-styled, self-righteous people.

How many works of literature and art have suffered.

"Gourd Baby" wears revealing clothes, forms gangs, and kills wild animals.Reported!
"The Legend of the Seven Heroes of the Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit" has a lot of bloody scenes of fighting, which is easy to spoil children.

In "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf", the child always imitated some dangerous actions offline and was reported.

"Elf Dream Ye Luoli", dressed sexy, and fell in love, affecting children's academic performance.

"Ultraman", an island country animation, cultural invasion, contains violent elements.

……

The above is just the tip of the iceberg, and more film and television works have yet to be launched.

Every time Feng Gangpao thought of this, his heart ached.

"Mr. Zhang, you can't attribute the failure of personal education to literary works."

"Secondly, children are not learning machines!"

"There are far more important things in life than dead reading, a happy childhood, and a heart that feels the truth, goodness and beauty!"

"Finally, the song "The Lonely Brave" not only promotes the game, but also tells the world that it is brave, strong and indomitable."

Director Feng argued with reason.

For these so-called seniors, others are used to it, but he is not used to it.

At this time, a voice full of air came from a distance:

"Director Xiaogang said it well!"

Everyone followed the prestige and saw an old man in a tunic suit slowly walking into the conference room.

The old man is hale and hearty, with white hair and a childlike face.

If Su Qingyun was here, he would be able to recognize this old man at a glance as the famous scholar Qian Muwen who had a relationship with him once.

"Old Qian, you are here."

Director Feng called out politely.

Qian Muwen is a great contemporary academic. Many of his works are still important references for the study of traditional Chinese culture.

Similarly, Qian Muwen is also a consultant and audit expert for previous Spring Festival Gala.

After all, the Spring Festival Gala is open to Chinese audiences all over the world, and even many foreigners will watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Therefore, we must be cautious and cautious, and we must not make any mistakes.

Qian Muwen smiled kindly at everyone, and then said seriously:

"Su Qingyun, I have seen this child before."

"This is a very talented young man."

"Songs such as "Luzhou Moon" and "Red Dust Inn" written by him have made more young people fall in love with ancient songs and classical culture."

"Songs such as "City Capital" and "Go to Dali" written by him have driven the development of the local tourism economy."

"I have no problem with young people like this going to the Spring Festival Gala."

Qian Lao's words caught everyone's attention.

Unexpectedly, this old man valued Su Qingyun so much.

Director Feng was even more delighted, with the support of this master, it would be much easier to break through the obstacles of the stubborn old school.

"Cough cough..."

Zhang Weijun was still a little unwilling and said: "That being said, since we want to give young people a chance, then we can't just invite Su Qingyun, right?"

"My suggestion is to invite more fresh meat to participate in the preliminary test and compete fairly!"

"Whoever's work is better will win."

"The younger generation has more than one Su Qingyun!"

"I've heard about whales and whales. If you give it a try, Zhan Zhan is also very popular!"

"Isn't there someone named Hua Hua? Please come here too. I heard that his works are 15 years ahead of the Chinese music scene, and he is the eternal god of the Chinese music scene!"

In fact, Zhang Weijun does not reject small fresh meat.

He just had an opinion on Su Qingyun.

As for the reason, he was a little ashamed to say it.

It turned out that his granddaughters were all fans of Su Qingyun.

Don't want to be fascinated by Su Qingyun, don't want to study.

This made him angry when he heard Su Qingyun's name.

If Su Qingyun knew the reason, he would definitely call him wronged.

Your granddaughter chasing stars is your granddaughter's business, not mine!
I can't educate my granddaughter well, am I to blame?
Why don't you ask your granddaughter to come to my room at night, and I'll teach you in person?
Hearing Zhang Weijun's words, Feng Gangpao was stunned for several seconds before asking with his eyes wide open:

"Mr. Zhang, are you sure!"

"Sure, of course sure, invite them all over and compete fairly."

Feng Gangpao opened his mouth, and swallowed the words again.

"Okay, let's do what Mr. Zhang wants."

He actually wanted to say, why did this little old man become so radical all of a sudden?
He didn't even dare to listen to Master Hua's music. He was afraid that if Master Hua did something, he would send Zhang Weijun away!
……

As soon as Su Qingyun returned to the imperial capital, Yangmi called.

"Su Qingyun, great joy, great joy!"

"What's wrong, Mimi, are you pregnant?" Su Qingyun froze for a moment, then exclaimed:
"I'm so awesome, I got pregnant just three times?"

On the phone, Yangmi almost ran away: "Rogue, what are you thinking? How can she be pregnant?"

Su Qingyun scratched his head: "Mimi, you scared me to death, so please tell me clearly, what kind of happy event is it?"

"The Spring Festival Gala program team called and asked you to take part in the preliminary test! Besides, Director Feng likes you very much. As long as you perform well, there is a high probability that you will be able to participate in the Spring Festival Gala this year."

"That's it?"

Su Qingyun opened his mouth and said indifferently:
"I thought it was a big happy event. It was just a Spring Festival Gala. I didn't take it seriously."

Su Qingyun really didn't feel much about the Spring Festival Gala.

In this world, the Spring Festival Gala still has some influence.

In the previous life, few young people watched the Spring Festival Gala.

"Just blow it up. Do you know how many people dream of the Spring Festival Gala? How many people have tried their best to show their faces in the Spring Festival Gala. Let me tell you, don't take it seriously and prepare for the first test."

Yang Miqian exhorted and exhorted Wan.

At this moment, if she hadn't been filming in Hengdian, she would have run to Su Qingyun and worked as a supervisor.

"I know, I know."

Su Qingyun made a perfunctory sound and hung up the phone.

Spring Festival Gala or something?

He doesn't care, young people have to be young, and there will be a banquet at night.

For several days, Su Qingyun and Han Han soaked in the bar, and occasionally Lao Luo and Li Dan would come over for a few drinks.

It's been a fun day.

During this period, director Feng Gangpao also found him.

Feng Dao is also a frequent visitor of Fengyue, the two were born at first, and became acquainted the second time, and soon became drinking friends.

On this day, both of them drank in a daze.

Holding the wine glass, Director Feng said, "Old Su, next Tuesday, at 8 pm, on the [-]th floor of Yangshi Building, the first try of the Spring Festival Gala, you can't be late!"

"Director Feng, don't worry, I'm the most reliable in handling things!"

Su Qingyun blushed, and didn't know if he listened or not, so he drank the wine in one gulp.

"Director Feng, cheers!"

"Dry!"

(End of this chapter)