A Chi Ling opens the era of national style

Chapter 54

The [-]th anniversary of Tomato TV is coming soon.

Most of the invited guests have already rehearsed.

As a second-level TV station, it holds a lot of parties, but each time the lineup is often not expected by many people.

Unlike the first-tier TV stations, it is difficult for the second-tier TV stations to recruit popular stars, and the lineup is not much interesting compared to the first-tier TV stations.

The celebrities and singers invited are all capable, but now the talented are not popular in the circle at all.

Wherever you go, you need popularity. Only with popularity can you have traffic, and only with traffic can you make money.

As a result, it indirectly led to difficulties in attracting investment. After a party was held, countless expenses were spent, and even the cost could not be made up.

So this year, Tomato Station's superiors gave Yan Hui a fatal order to soar the ratings in the hope of becoming one of the first-tier TV stations.

Strive for [-]% and keep [-]%, which is clearly displayed on the red head document.

Yan Hui held his forehead and smoked one cigarette after another. There were more than a dozen cigarette butts piled in the ashtray, and the smoke rings were blowing in front of him, which was very depressing.

He is waiting for a contract, a contract with a traffic star.

Whether the ratings can break four depends entirely on this traffic star.

"Guide Yan."

A female staff member hurried in, holding a stack of documents, looking excited.

"How many times have I told you to knock on the door when you come in! Do you understand if you knock on the door?"

"dong dong"

"If you make such a low-level mistake again next time, get out of here!"

Yan Hui knocked heavily on the table a few times, with a harsh tone.

The female employee was too frightened to make a sound, and moved forward in small steps, "Director Yan, Su Ziang's contract has been negotiated, and the appearance fee is 200 million yuan per song."

"What? 200 million a song? He signed up for three songs, and an appearance fee of 10 million is required for an event that takes less than 600 minutes?"

"This is the price that has been negotiated for two weeks. They said that this is a friendly price. They originally left the schedule for Mango Station because of your face."

"What the hell! Let Lao Yang talk to them and lower the price."

"This is the price negotiated by Director Yang. Director Yang said that the prices for popular traffic are very high now. This is indeed a relatively low price. Su Ziang's team agreed to this price because there will be a drama on Tomato Channel later and asked us to add it to him. Big publicity."

Yan Hui took a deep puff of the cigarette and poked the cigarette butt into the ashtray heavily.

He raised his hand to let the female employee go out, cursing, "You shit traffic star! A big man is more ruthless than a female star in makeup."

“The current world is so fucking chaotic!”

If it weren't for the clear indicators in the station, he wouldn't have thought of inviting traffic stars to come out.

Chen Jinxian finished the last rehearsal, just waiting for the evening party to start.

His show is ranked in the middle and late stages, the period with the lowest audience expectations.

At this time, the ratings were the lowest. Without the excitement of the opening show and the popularity of popular singers, the audience almost switched channels.

Until the end, I will come back to watch the finale and main axis programs.

Most of this schedule is a group of artists who perform for advertising fees.

But Chen Jinxian didn't care. As soon as the three songs were over, the money came into his account.

Why not?
This is much better than when I was singing before.

Spectators entered the arena one after another, and the crowd surrounded the open-air arena.

"Su Ziang! Su Ziang!"

Fans waved glow sticks, held up support light signs, and wore Su Ziang’s stickers on their faces.

Standing in the background, Chen Jinxian looked at the auditorium to see if there were any fans of her own.

Half of the 2000 people seated were fans of Su Ziang.

After searching for a long time, he found a sea of ​​red lights at the right rear of the auditorium.

The words "Chen Jinxian" were printed on the light board, and he was in a delicate mood watching this scene.

This is different from the fans who come for themselves in the stands when singing.

Fans who like his singing will go to see him singing, because they really like his singing.

Also limited to drama.

But this group of fans is different. They will spend money to buy support venues and crowdfund customized support items.

Some older fans are okay, they are more rational, and they like his works.

But the younger ones are different, they like Chen Jinxian more than his works.

There will even be some crazy people who want to meddle in his private life.

Of course, he wasn't sure which one was sitting in the audience.

In a blink of an eye, the host had reached the center of the stage, and Yan Hui shouted from the background.

"Attention everyone, everyone at attention, the countdown begins now."

"ten"

"Nine"

"Eight"

"One"

The lights suddenly turned on, and colorful beams of light shone on everyone's face.

The audience was filled with excitement and the cheers were deafening.

Chen Jinxian returned to the waiting room in the dressing room, and when he left, he seemed to see his own sea of ​​red lights, waving the light signs vigorously.

"Chen Jinxian! Chen Jinxian!"

The host's announcement could be faintly heard in the dressing room.

As the music started, the first program began.

The party lasted for three hours, starting at eight o'clock in the evening, and Chen Jinxian's program was at a quarter past ten.

Waiting was a little boring, he flipped through the music score and looked at the makeup on his face, he was really a little bored.

There was a TV live in the room, and he watched it for a few minutes.

I really can't appreciate what these people sing.

The content of the song was similar to imitating a cat's meow, and even the music was similar. He simply turned off the TV and waited for his performance.

After about ten minutes, he heard a commotion outside the arena, and the cheers were so loud that he thought an earthquake was coming.

He turned on the TV and looked at the situation ahead.

"...Let us invite the most popular star with the warmest applause, Su! Zi! Ang!"

He didn't hear what the host said before, and when the star's name was introduced at the end, it was also shouted out by fans.

Chen Jinxian wouldn't believe that they didn't bring speakers.

"Who is Su Ziang? Why haven't I heard of it?"

He concentrated his attention, wanting to see the owner with a huge fan base.

Su Ziang came up from the backstage, dressed in a white suit, his face was whiter than the wall, and his movements were extremely "sissy".

Chen Jinxian originally didn't want to use this word to describe him, but Su Ziang's actions, calling him a motherfucker, were all praises for him.

After some self-introduction and announcement, Su Ziang began to sing his own songs.

From the moment she opened her mouth, she was full of drama, and her pretentious movements made her motherfucker to the extreme.

If it weren't for seeing him wearing men's clothes, I really couldn't be sure if it was a man or a woman.

"If you don't know how to sing in this opera, can you stop singing? It's boring if it's hard and concave."

On the stage, Su Ziang sang very energetically, like a song god, and the fans became more and more excited.

Chen Jinxian looked at Su Ziang on the screen, singing with great concentration.

"No, no one complains about this?"

Every time the photographer cuts the scene to the scene, they all look intoxicated, as if they are immersed in it.

No one seemed to find the song unpleasant.

It is not impossible to combine pop songs and opera, and my own "Chi Ling" combines the two.

Combining doesn't mean letting him mess around.

If a good pop song has to be sung with an opera accent, it is very "different".

This ridiculous level is equivalent to singing the song "Learning to Meow" with an opera accent.

Can you hear this?
……

off the field.

Where Chen Jinxian couldn't see, someone frowned and cursed, "Who is this person? What are you singing, get off the stage!"

The place where this person was sitting was not far from Su Ziang's fan area, and everything he said fell into their ears.

They turned their heads one by one, looking like they wanted to eat people, "If you don't want your ears, donate them. I won't appreciate this song because it's so beautifully adapted."

"Hey! How can you talk, little girl? Your parents didn't teach you how to talk, right?"

"You don't have to worry about what my parents taught me. I only know that uncle, your ears are the same whether they are grown or not."

"Come on, come on, tell me, what's so good about this song arrangement? It's obviously just to capitalize on the recent popularity of Chinese style."

"Do you know how many fans our brother has on Weibo? Do you know how much he ranks in the discussion of super chat? What kind of broken opera, brother is patriotic, so it's not a joke! Besides, he needs to talk to a declining industry the heat?"

"I'm not saying that, just these few lines he sang have no charm of opera at all!"

"Why is there no flavor? That's how the opera is. My brother has already restored it!"

The two argued endlessly, and the audience next to them couldn't listen anymore.

No matter how ugly the song is, it's still better than listening to two people arguing.

The man next to the uncle advised, "Forget it, what's the point of arguing with a little girl? They only like those with good-looking faces. It's boring to fight over those."

After being reminded, the uncle suppressed his anger and moved the stool to the side.

After Su Ziang sang a song on the stage, the fans were not in the mood to argue with the uncle anymore, and turned their attention to the stage.

"Su Ziang! You are the best! We love you forever!"

"What should I do, I'm about to be moved to tears by this song, my brother's adaptation is so beautiful!"

"Brother's drama is so awesome! I want to share this song with the whole world!"

……

Chen Jinxian finished listening to the song almost expressionlessly, and had already organized hundreds of words in his heart to complain about the song he adapted.

There was still more than an hour before he took the stage, but Chen Jinxian couldn't wait any longer.

He really wanted to rush up and tell him what opera is.

Since he doesn't know how to play, don't make it embarrassing. This will not only embarrass him, but also make other people who don't know how to sing think that the spicy chicken he sings is opera.

Chen Jinxian spent more than an hour in a sad and indignant mood.

It's finally time to get on stage.

He was ready to go, holding the microphone tightly, and stepped onto the stage with firm steps.

"Swish"

A beam of light hit him, and he lowered his head, waiting for the accompaniment to sound.

Artists like Chen Jinxian who became popular through their works are different from people like Su Ziang who rely on their fans for a living.

The host will not ask him to introduce himself before the opening, but will start singing directly.

A "Chi Ling" was used as a foreshadowing, and the scene became hot in an instant.

"Duckweed in troubled times bears watching the flames burn mountains and rivers"

"Humble but dare not forget to worry about the country"

"Even if no one knows me"

As soon as these three words came out, there was a moment of silence in the audience, and everyone held their breaths, raising their expectations to the highest.

Waiting for Chen Jinxian's opera tone to make their ears feel great enjoyment.

next second.

"The people in the audience walk by without seeing the old color"

"The people on the stage sang, heartbroken farewell song"

...

The uncle who had previously quarreled with Su Ziang's fans stood up and took the lead in applauding, "Okay!"

"This is the real drama, this is the quintessence of the country!"

The crowd stood up and applauded Chen Jinxian.

Su Ziang's fans turned to stare at him, but couldn't find anything to say.

Because the uncle was right, what Chen Jinxian sang was Peking Opera!A true national quintessence.

The second song also caused quite a stir. When the last word was sung, the audience became even more lively.

It has been a while since "Guanghan Palace" was released. Many people have heard this song and are looking forward to his performance on stage.

The prelude sounded, and there was a burst of cheers from the audience.

Chen Jinxian's fans frantically waved light sticks and fell silent at the moment the prelude entered the arena.

"Who cares for whom on the branches of the moon at midnight"

"Whoever has a cup of dirty wine poured into his heart will feel pity for him"

"In the chaos, you are obedient and fearful"

"Who becomes the hero according to the difference between heaven and earth"

...

"Mica screen, flowers and candles reflect deep shadows"

"The phantom becomes a cocoon, but the slave can't help himself"

One line of drama stuns the audience, and the next line of popular singing can be switched freely.

The version sung by Chen Jinxian on stage was two keys higher than the song on Qianque, and the treble part was even more unrestrained.

Every word sang into everyone's heart.

The uncle in the audience couldn't help but stood up and applauded him for the third time.

"it is good!"

"This kind of party should invite more singers like Chen Jinxian!"

"Shouldn't you be showing your opera accent in front of professional opera singers? Isn't that playing big swords in front of Guan Gong? You are really brave. Anyway, if you want me, even if you give me ten guts, I wouldn't dare."

"Well said! This is just showing off in front of Guan Gong, acting like a ghost, and you have the nerve to praise me!"

The crowd was led by the uncle to complain about Su Ziang's singing.

Su Ziang's fans were very angry and wanted to argue.

But obviously there are more people on Chen Jinxian's side now, and they are also more self-aware.

Even as fans, they have to admit that their brother was hit by Chen Jinxian's dimensionality reduction.

They could only hold the light board tightly, swallowing their breath angrily.

Until the song ended, the uncle was still immersed in the music. He couldn't get out for a long time and was moved to tears.

Huaxia is not just opera, the pop music circle has been sluggish for a long time, and there has not been a king or queen in ten years.

The current Chen Jinxian let them see the hope of Chinese music.

It was also a show of drama, and Su Ziang was directly hit by the dimensionality reduction.

Seeing that Chen Jinxian was very enthusiastic during the concert, the host temporarily added more chat time, pretending to be familiar with each other, and asking questions.

Chen Jinxian accepted the interview as if he had completed his task and hurriedly left the stage.

After returning to the dressing room, he quickly removed his makeup, packed his things, and prepared to leave.

In the middle of the night, the viewership data of Tomato Taiqing has been released.

Tomato Station held an impromptu meeting, waiting for the relevant staff to print out the documents.

The air pressure in the office is low.

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