Top stream: Start an entertainment dynasty with a song

"Isn't it true that these two books are written by the same author? The update time period is the same, and both are unshakable two updates. They don't like to interact with readers. This is very problematic!"

"Impossible! Doupo is fantasy, Tianlong is martial arts, and the styles are so different. How could it be written by the same author? Absolutely impossible!"

……

Looking at this pile of comments, Fang Ye immediately got goosebumps all over his body.

What the hell!

Has it been discovered?

"I'm going, where do these readers come from? How can this be analyzed by them??"

Fang Ye said something in surprise.

but……

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, it will be exposed sooner or later."

He shrugged, but he didn't think about changing the update time.

Anyway, his time is that he is free at night, so he will update at night.

As for depositing manuscripts in advance?

Don't be kidding, he won't do such troublesome things.

……

After turning off the computer, he was ready to sleep.

After all, I was tired from filming today, so I can't do without rest.

And at this moment, his cell phone rang again suddenly.

This time, the caller ID is...

"Fuck! That old man!"

Fang Ye was taken aback, he didn't expect the old man to come.

He suddenly remembered what the old man said before, are you free before September?

Have a cultural exchange event in September? ?

Is it possible...

But... now he is still making movies, how can he be free?

Once you go to some cultural exchange activities.

How do movies come out in October?

Could it be that the release of the movie has been delayed a bit?

Thinking of this, he silently connected the phone.

"Fang Ye?"

"It's me, what's the matter, old man?"

"I'm here to tell you about cultural exchange activities..."

On the other end of the phone, came the voice of the old man.

"Grandpa, that event..." Fang Ye gritted his teeth and was about to say.

But soon, the old man interrupted him.

"Listen to me! I know you are looking forward to it and want to participate in that event!" The old man scolded.

Fang Ye was speechless for a while.

No!

Absolutely not looking forward to it!

"However, this cultural exchange event was postponed to the end of September, and it will be held on September 30th, so I regret to tell you that you still need to endure for another week!

However, don't be discouraged, you now have more time to study Guqin.

Of course, there will be other activities this time... because September NO.30 is a special day, the Mid-Autumn Festival. "

Chapter 194

Fang Ye was also stunned when he heard what the old man on the other end of the phone said.

"Moon Festival?"

By the way, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day are almost linked together.

"Well, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, there will be other cultural activities, besides Guqin, there will also be Long Guofeng's music, and a poetry competition.

Of course, there will be someone from the Cultural Association for things like poetry competitions, so you don't have to worry.

I heard that your singing is good. Later, you can study Long Guofeng's music and see if you can join in. "

On the other end of the phone, the old man's voice came little by little.

When Fang Ye heard this, his eyes lit up slightly.

I wipe?

How does he feel that that cultural exchange conference is simply tailor-made for him?

Of course, this is mainly because he has turned on the hook.

"Oh, I see, I will prepare well."

Fang Ye secretly said in his heart.

This is an opportunity!

Great opportunity to advertise your studio!

With such a start, if he still can't manage the studio well, he can go home and plow the fields!

"Well, you must prepare well... It's not easy to win this spot, I dare not say anything else, but in terms of guqin, I hope you can make breakthroughs!

The general order has now been spread to those countries, and they should find an ancient song that matches this song.

If you can, see if you can break through two more residual songs.

As for the others, just do what you can, anyway, there will be special personnel to participate.

This time, those countries are pointing their sword at our dragon country.

Once you are suppressed by them, it will be a very strong blow to our culture, so...you remember, you must do your best and don't have any reservations! "

On the other end of the phone, the old man's voice was very, very serious.

Fang Ye couldn't help but get serious.

"I understand, don't worry, old man!" He said slowly.

The call is over.

Fang Ye lay on the bed with a more or less dignified expression on his face.

He never thought that there would be so much trouble in this cultural exchange event.

It's not just a matter of just participating in it, the task is quite heavy.

It's getting late.

Slowly, he also fell asleep.

He had a dream.

in a dream...

He turned himself into a poet sage, and suppressed countless masters from the Cherry Blossom Country and the Southern Kingdom with a peerless poem.

Incarnation of Qin Emperor again, the sound of the piano smiled, and the melodious sound shocked the whole world.

Finally turned into a song god...

After achieving success and fame, countless beauties threw themselves into their arms.

In the dream, he laughed out loud.

Just the next second, a voice suddenly came: "The script is wrong! This product is a setting for lonely life!"

Then, all the beauties turned into strong men...

"Fuck!!"

Fang Ye woke up instantly!

He was still sweating profusely and panting heavily.

special!

"What kind of nightmare is this!..."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself.

so horrible.

He glanced at the already lit sky outside.

Fang Ye took a deep breath.

A busy day is about to start again.

……

However, at this time.

Here in the culture department.

The two major associations, the Music Association and the Writers Association of Longguo, are already preparing to hold meetings here.

Wu Zhenhai, Minister of Culture, sat on the chair with a serious face.

The people on both sides looked very dignified.