Live broadcast: An ugly song that breaks the defense of the mute bride

Chapter 156: It’s definitely not good to visit!

Big Pants Building.

On the 66th floor, the conference room of the Propaganda Department.

Directors from many people's news stations gathered together.

Among them, Zhang Yimou, as the eldest director in China, naturally sits at the top.

The atmosphere in the conference room was a bit delicate.

The ten directors held in their hands the scripts and files of the promotional films they shot.

On the large digital screen in the conference room, the end of the promotional video for the tenth episode was slowly playing.

"Director Zhang, the entire ten-episode promotional documentary of Zijin Palace has been broadcast. What do you think?"

Lao Mouzi, a skinny and dark man from the northwest, stared at the big screen with burning eyes and said nothing.

Below, ten well-known domestic directors all looked at Zhang Yimou for the first time.

Purple Gold Palace! ! !
This is the largest palace complex in the world that has stood for more than [-] years.

As the saying goes, opening a door that spans two dynasties and three generations for 600 years, one instantly enters a time and space with a long history that has gone through several dynasties and 600 years.

In this era of Internet prevalence.

The General Political Propaganda Unit appointed Zhang Yimou as the chief director to organize and shoot a ten-episode promotional video "Dialogue with Ancient and Modern Figures from Zijin Palace"!
This promotional film lasted for a whole year, and was shot in real scenes in the Zijin Palace. It went through the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, from the beginning of spring to the time when everything was covered in silver and covered with snow. For this reason, the museum specially moved out the historical cultural relics stored in the safe. , 1:1 restores the decoration of the Purple Gold Palace a hundred years ago, truly showing the domineering power of the emperor more than a hundred years ago! ! !
The director, actors, and production team spent a lot of time and effort to capture the beauty, history and mystery of the Purple Palace frame by frame!
After another half a year, the post-production staff polished it frame by frame and worked overtime day and night.

Finally, the production location of this ten-episode Zijin Palace documentary has been announced!
This is not.

Zhang Yimou inspected the fruits of labor again.
"From an artistic point of view, our promotional video is well shot! It's worth your guidance, but"

Zhang Yimou wears a white peaked cap and likes to dance while talking.

The directors in the audience were filled with pride when they listened to the first half of the sentence, but Lao Mouzi suddenly paused and dropped the second half of the sentence.

Everyone raised their eyes and looked intently at Zhang Yi.

"The only flaw is simply the beauty of the picture, the lack of resonance!"

"resonance?!"

The directors below looked at each other.
Zhang Zhenyan, the chief producer ranked first on the lower left of Zhang Yi's eyes, is also Lao Mouzi's old partner for many years. She took out a cigarette and lit it on her own, loudly saying:
"What Director Zhang means!"

“No matter how beautiful the picture is, it must be combined with the stunning music!”

“This can give the audience double visual and auditory shock!!!”

The directors below heard this and nodded thoughtfully.

"Director Zhang and Mr. Zhang are the team currently responsible for the theme song of the promotional video. They have compiled no less than twenty songs, but every time they are put in, they never fit in with the promotional video!"

"Hey, you guys have said it before, it's still the same problem! It's always been solved~ I've always been the right person!" The director, who spoke in Jingu dialect, was very funny and had a cross talk quality. Admiring effect.

Zhang Yimou crossed his hands, leaned back, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

The directors below took a look at the time, looked at each other and shook their heads, getting ready to starve~
"Ring Ling Ling ~"

The phone on the table rang. Zhang Zhenyan, who was holding a lady's cigarette, took a puff of the cigarette, slowly exhaled it, took a look, and said:
"Hey~ Yang Mi called me, please keep it open while I go borrow a phone."

"Wai~ little girl, why do you think of me today?"

After about 10 minute.

Zhang Zhenyan walked in with a cheerful look on her face, and everyone looked at her energetic expression.

Zhang Zhenyan put out her cigarette butt and said to Lao Mouzi and the director below: "Everyone's film today is very good. I suggest everyone applaud themselves."

"clap clap"

Zhang Zhenyan was the first to applaud. The other directors looked at me and then at Lao Mouzi. Even though it was a little strange, everyone still followed suit.

Lao Mouzi looked unperturbed and did not interfere.

This kind of behavior is nothing more than constantly hinting to yourself - I can do it, I can solve all problems!
"Okay, you guys go back first, it's about the music."

"I'll discuss it with Director Zhang again!"

The directors nodded understandingly and stood up to leave.I was thinking that I might have some clues about music.

Zhang Yimou, the old man, remained silent. He also knew that the production of songs for the Forbidden City promotional video was difficult and difficult.

It’s really impossible to produce good songs in a short period of time!
It's not impossible if we wait another year and a half.

But the problem is, October is almost here!

The Zijin Palace promotional video that was originally scheduled to be released during the Spring Festival next year has to be brought forward?
That’s what the big leaders above mean!
"Director Zhang~ This matter is settled! Do you know whose call I answered?"

Zhang Zhenyan asked with a smile.

"Don't tell me it's Yang Mi. Does she know any famous musicians as an actress?"

Lao Mouzi replied gloomily, saying there was nothing wrong with it.
"Hey, you don't know that Yang Mi has a wide range of connections~ She just recommended someone to me! Do you know who it is?"

Lao Mouzi didn't say anything. He held a cigarette skillfully in his mouth and picked up the lighter that Zhang Zhenyan had placed on the table. He raised his thumb, opened the lid of the lighter and pressed it. The lighter immediately made a crisp "ding!"

Zhang Zhenyan sat down, and the two of them puffed away without restraint.

Zhang Yi held a cigarette in his mouth and thought for a moment: "Who is it? I can't think of it. How can I remember so much when I am older?"

"Damn it! Why did you forget it? You mentioned it several times some time ago, saying, "The Universiade was well organized, the singing was also good, and the atmosphere on the scene was very good. "You forgot about that young man who sang?!"

"Lu Lu, Lu Zhe!"

Zhang Yimu thought painfully for several seconds with a cigarette between his fingers, then he suddenly remembered it as he slapped his forehead and said loudly.

"How about it? Come and give it a try? Yang Mi knows him, and he is currently participating in "Singer's Dream Voice" and is the champion every time!"

"'Singer' is no better than LTV's 'The Voice'. It is indeed a high-standard competitive program where singers discuss their virtues!"

"Okay, if Lu Zhe is willing, then give it a try. I think he may not lose to the singers of the older generation!"

"Hmm~ I think so too. That's okay! I'll call Yang Mi back."

Once you focus too much when doing something, time will always slip away unconsciously.

Lu Zhe suddenly looked up, it was already past one in the afternoon.

Yang Mi stayed at Lu Zhe's house and refused to leave. He simply locked himself in the recording studio and thought about the accompaniment of the next song.

At this time.

Lu Zhe pricked up his ears and listened for a while to make sure there was no sound outside.

Then the locked door was opened
who knows! ! !

She came up from behind, slid in front of Lu Zhe, hugged him around the neck, and said with a smile:

"Tell you something good!"

Before Lu Zhe could dodge, his eyes immediately turned frightened: "Wait a minute, don't put your focus on me yet."

With a "pop", the two figures fell to the floor at the same time.

"Fuck, you're crazy, you told me not to hang on to me, my waist will be broken by you!"

"My waist is broken~ I don't dislike you either!"

Lu Zhe curled his lips and pushed Yang Mi on his body: "I despise myself, get up quickly, I'm dead!"

"I do not!"

Instead, Yang Mi hugged her a little tighter: "Lu Zhe, just fuck me up~ okay?"

"Do you even listen to what you are saying? And you smoke?"

"I don't smoke. If you don't believe me, you would know it just by kissing me. There is no smell of smoke in my mouth~" Yang Mi brought her mouth closer. This was like teasing Lu Zhe in broad daylight!
Her upper body was closer to Lu Zhe, rubbing against Lu Zhe's clothes.
Damn, your clothes are sparkling! ! !
Lu Zhe stood up suddenly: "I'm going out, close the door when you leave!"

Lu Zhe left as he said, and took the car keys. He didn't stop at all. Yang Mi couldn't catch up, so she could only sit on the ground and shout at his back: "Zhang Yimou wants to hear you compose music for Zijin Palace. You remember!!!"

Not long after, the Lamborghini roared out and sped out.
Yang Mi stood at the door, pursed her glittering pink lips, and said with an unhappy look on her face: "What a bastard!"

(End of this chapter)