After walking out of the office and arriving at the entrance of the company, Zhou Yang saw a grey-haired, hobbling old man walking in step by step with the help of people around him.
He rushed over immediately.
"Hello, Grandma Zhang!"
The old man also saw Zhou Yang for the first time and seemed very happy: "I watched a few episodes of the cartoon and it was really good."
"You're flattered..." Zhou Yang felt a little flattered for a moment, and then quickly led the old man towards the VIP room.
not far away……
Zhang Genshui, who was carefree and smoking a cigar, stood blankly at the entrance of the aisle, his mouth wide open in disbelief.
The cigar immediately fell to the ground.
"That, that, that's... Zhang, Grandma Zhang Xia!"
Meng Xu looked at the old man walking over in shock and murmured to himself.
The old man also heard his voice, nodded to him, and showed a kind smile.
"Hello."
"Zhang, hello, Grandma Zhang..."
Meng Xu's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his brain went horribly blank. After hearing the voice, he felt flattered and nodded to the old man repeatedly.
In a daze...
Like a dream.
He watched Zhou Yang lead the old man towards the VIP room.
He pinched his arm fiercely.
The pain made him realize that this was not a dream.
He met the legendary figure.
Ten seconds later, the door to the VIP room was closed, and several bodyguards stood guarding the door.
"This... this, this card is too big..."
Zhang Genshui took a long breath and muttered to himself.
Then I dug through my pockets, but couldn't find anything for a long time. The cigar on the ground seemed to be the last one.
More than twenty years ago.
China's first TV series "On the Water Side" became popular all over the country, making countless viewers sit in front of black and white TVs burst into tears and couldn't help themselves.
Grandma Zhang Xia, the star of the TV series, was already a famous soprano singer, performing artist and drama master in China before she participated in the film "On the Water Side". She was personally interviewed by the police and kindly praised her as "
"People's Artist"...
The process of inviting Zhang Xia to the TV series "On the Water Side" took more than a year.
In more than a year, in order for her to participate in "On the Water Side", director Chen Fengshun and producer Li Zhengguo approached her countless times, visited her in person and even crossed the threshold.
After asking him over and over again, he was finally invited to come out...
In fact, it proves that the director and producer have a very vicious vision. "On the Water Side" became popular all over the country as soon as it was broadcast. Grandma Zhang Xia's impeccable acting skills not only conquered countless viewers in front of the screen, but also made it an unparalleled success in the history of Chinese TV dramas.
A peak that has been surpassed has influenced a whole generation.
And such a powerful figure!
He actually came to see Zhou Yang in person...
How could Zhang Genshui not be shocked?
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The air conditioner is blowing in the VIP room.
Zhou Yang sat opposite Zhang Xia.
Inexplicably, I began to feel nervous.
The old man was very talkative and had no airs. He chatted with Zhou Yang about some household matters.
As we chatted, we talked about Zhou Yang’s grandfather.
Zhou Yang's grandfather was named Zhou Chonghua. Zhou Yang didn't have much impression of him. He only remembered that he was a soldier. Zhou Yang's grandfather left when Zhou Yang's father was still young.
In his memory, his father rarely talked about his grandfather. He only said that he was a soldier, and then he subconsciously tabooed Mo Shen and stopped talking about anything. He even asked Zhou Yang not to mention his grandfather to anyone.
It seems that his grandfather's status is not very respectable. Because of this lack of respectability, Zhou Yang's family has almost no relatives since he was a child...
"Your grandfather should be a hero, but he may have been misunderstood."
After Zhang Xia saw Zhou Yang's expression was a little confused, as if he didn't know who his grandfather was, he didn't say anything more, but smiled.
Zhou Yang nodded and didn't think much about it. He just regarded Zhang Xia's words as a comforting word.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xia began to chat with Zhou Yang about some issues about the song "My Motherland".
Zhou Yang learned from her that Zhang Xia seemed to be holding a large-scale chorus concert. It was originally scheduled to start in mid-July, but after hearing "My Motherland", she was attracted by the moving melody of this song.
Attracted, she heard the feelings in this song and saw the past. After listening to it, she instantly realized that this was most likely a piece of music that could be passed down and last forever.
She listened to it many times, and heard something different every time. She felt amazed and incredible every time.
What I admire about this song is that it is incredible that the lyrics and music of this song came from such a young director.
After deliberation for a long time, she finally made a decision to change the original program of the concert to "My Motherland" and planned to come to meet Zhou Yang in person.
When Zhou Yang heard Zhang Xia's intention, he was confused for the first time, and then quickly nodded in agreement.
only……
After hearing that Zhang Xia would be the lead singer at the concert, he was indescribably shocked.
Zhang Xia is eighty years old this year.
At the age of eighty, I still want to perform on stage. This is definitely an amazing thing.
"Even though I'm older now, I can still sing." Zhang Xia said with a smile after looking at Zhou Yang's confused expression.
Zhou Yang felt slightly embarrassed after seeing Zhang Xia's smile, and then kept shaking his head: "Grandma Zhang, that's not what I meant..."
"It's okay." Zhang Xia smiled.
Time passes little by little.
When both parties signed the contract and completed the formalities, it was already noon.
Zhang Xia seemed to be quite interested in Zhou Yang. In addition to music, she also chatted with Zhou Yang about daily life.
Inevitably, we talked about Zhou Yang's father, Zhou Yang's time there, and Zhou Yang's hometown...
Zhou Yang answered Zhang Xia's words honestly, always feeling that there was a hint of unspeakable emotion in Zhang Xia's eyes.
After the two sides chatted for more than an hour, Zhang Xia stood up and turned around to leave with the help of her assistant.
Zhou Yang sent Zhang Xia to the door of the company. When he saw the direction Zhang Xia left, Zhou Yang felt inexplicably in a trance.
Carefully recalling the content of Zhang Xia's chat with him, Zhou Yang always felt that she was looking at him with a strange look.
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How influential can an animation be?
July 18th.
"What time is it now?"
"July 18th..."
"Is July 18th a holiday?"
"It doesn't seem like a festival..."
"..."
An Zhibin followed Tang Xiao to the entrance of the Martyrs Cemetery.
When he saw the long queue at the door, with countless people holding flower baskets and wreaths in their hands, An Zhibin even thought that he had come to the wrong place.
In his impression, except for Qingming Festival or some specific times, the Martyrs Cemetery is deserted.
Although patriotic education has been advocated in recent years, most of it is in words. Moreover, with the invasion of Western culture, the direction of some children's worship seems to be a little distorted, and they have begun to become R-original tokusatsu animation heroes.
With the fictional heroes such as Superman and robots from the United States, some heroic deeds were deleted from textbooks and replaced with Western "witty little hero" stories. The martyrs' cemetery became very deserted, and even some people visited the cemetery during certain festivals.
There are very few of them, most of them are dealing with tasks from above and dealing with the situation.
This kind of thing seems to have become the norm.
But today...
"They were the heroes of that era!"
"I still remember that year, in what is now Bangzi Country, I saw with my own eyes that my comrades were burned to a bloody pulp. They were clearly enduring unbearable pain and despair, but they remained lurking without saying a word..."
"Until the battle begins..."
When An Zhibin approached the martyrs' cemetery, he saw a trembling old man in military uniform and said this with tears in his eyes when being interviewed by reporters.
After he finished speaking, he saluted to the Martyrs Cemetery in the distance. When both sides felt the respect for the old man, they began to give way, but the old man did not go in, but murmured to himself: "Don't look, don't look.
Nothing to see..."
After he said these words, his eyes showed reminiscence and sadness.
"There are only a few people lying here, and many more people are buried in other places. Some people were blown into powder and pieces of flesh. We tried to piece it together, but we couldn't do it..."
After he said these words sadly, his face burst into tears. Then, he turned around and left the Martyrs Cemetery accompanied by his family.
After An Zhibin looked at his figure, he felt a little sad and a little emotional.
Because they were military dependents and were soldiers themselves, he and Tang Xiao did not need to line up.
They walked in...
In the Martyrs Cemetery, he saw old men in military uniforms saluting the graves in the distance.
There are many children...
They were all listening to the old people telling stories about the past.
Some people are moved, while others seem to understand but not understand.
"The people in "Those Things That Rabbit That Year" are lying here!"
"Just like in the photo..."
"Exactly the same!"
A child of about ten years old pointed into the distance and suddenly shouted excitedly.
The returning heroic souls from the animation "That Year of the Rabbit" are buried here. The photo at the end of the fourth episode of the animation is this place.
This kind of shouting seemed a bit abrupt in the overall slightly depressed mood, and it didn't seem too polite, but no one blamed him.
More and more people gathered around the place pointed by the child in the photo. Some people picked up their mobile phones and prepared to take pictures. However, after a few pictures were taken, the administrator stopped them and deleted them.
This is truly rude behavior.
More people were silently looking at the tombs.
The sound of artillery fire seemed to resound in their minds, as well as corpses wrapped in horse leather, and the chatter and laughter of those who regarded death as if they were home.
Peace……
It is always hard-won.
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"Can I talk to Mr. Zhou?"
"We are very sincere and we are willing to spend a lot of money to buy the license for "That Rabbit That Year"..."
"We have actually been very optimistic about this animation before, but it was delayed due to some things, and Soku took the lead..."
"We are really sincere. When we meet, I hope to talk to Mr. Zhou Yang in person about the licensing of this animation!"
"..."
This era is the era of traffic.
In the traffic era, every gimmick and every excellent work is a bullet in a gun. Whoever has more bullets and whose bullets are more lethal is likely to win the final victory in this war.
When the daily traffic of Soku Video was driven by "Those Things About That Rabbit That Year", the number of views per day was astonishing, even reaching tens of millions during the peak period, the bosses behind many video websites realized that they seemed to have made a mistake.
.
After seeing the news that the Martyrs Cemetery seemed to be extremely lively, and seeing that the major CCTV channels seemed to be showing some war-era movies recently, they understood that "That Rabbit That Year" seemed to have caused a storm
!
They began to send people one after another to contact Zhou Yang's company and the relevant people in charge of Baofeng Studio, hoping to buy the broadcast rights of "That Rabbit That Year".
When they learned that "Those Things About That Rabbit That Year" was exclusively licensed, they began to regret it...
With the appearance of some peripheral products of "Those Things That Rabbit That Year"...
The annoyance in their hearts became even stronger, and they even wanted to slap themselves hard.