Chapter 162 The instability of the Spring Festival Gala
Huang Lizheng encountered trouble recently, which made him so anxious that he couldn't sleep well all night.
And the cause of everything is a piece of paper with a red header.
At the end of last year, the Ministry of Culture promulgated the "Regulations on the Management of Commercial Performances", which explicitly prohibited lip-synching. Radio and Television also promptly followed up and put forward clear requirements for this year's Spring Festival Gala: lip-synching must be resolutely put to an end.
Once the regulations came out, they had a huge impact. First of all, it was difficult to find singers.
Originally, the Spring Festival Gala was a rare opportunity for singers of all sizes to showcase themselves. Even though the reputation of the Spring Festival Gala has continued to decline in recent years, everyone is still struggling to get on the Spring Festival Gala stage.
Because no matter how the reputation of the Spring Festival Gala declines, it is still the most watched and watched large-scale gala in Xiaguo all year round, and even in the world.
However, once this requirement that people must actually sing came out, quite a few singers were discouraged.
In the history of the Spring Festival Gala, real singing often goes hand in hand with "car accident scenes". And the protagonists of these "car accidents" include even kings and queens.
Even if their status in the music industry reaches their level, they will still be ridiculed by netizens across the country after a "car accident". Not only will they lose their reputation, at the very least they will be disgraced and their face will be very ugly.
In addition to those who are extremely confident in their abilities, there are fewer and fewer singers who dare to sing for real in the Spring Festival Gala. However, this Spring Festival Gala explicitly prohibits lip-synching, which makes many singers face the invitation of the Spring Festival Gala director team and can only borrow various
For various reasons, I reluctantly refused.
Everyone is afraid that after the Spring Festival Gala, they will not attract fans, but will become the object of ridicule by people across the country, and even be embarrassed abroad, because on New Year's Eve, many overseas Chinese will also watch it simultaneously.
Under such circumstances, Huang Lizheng, as the general director of the Spring Festival Gala, chose to find another way and spent a lot of effort to persuade the national treasure-level Peking Opera master Chang Xiuyu to come back.
I have to say, this is an impeccable choice.
First of all, the combination of the traditional festivals of the Xia Kingdom and the centuries-old national quintessence is perfect.
Secondly, Chang Xiuyu has been away from the stage for a long time. It has been a long time since we heard her sing Peking Opera live. It will undoubtedly be a surprise for the audience in front of the TV to have her come back.
Finally, even if Chang Xiuyu "overturned" on New Year's Eve, no one would criticize her too much, because she is indeed not young anymore. It is already very rare for her to be on stage and appear in front of everyone.
Huang Liqiang's calculation was very good, but he never expected that Chang Laohui would suddenly faint at the rehearsal.
Three o'clock in the afternoon.
In the office.
Huang Lizheng sat in front of the computer, lost in thought.
Chang Xiuyu missed the Spring Festival Gala, which also meant that he had to find someone else to fill the gap.
This gave him a headache. The singers were originally reluctant to come because of the actual singing, and now there is not enough time, because tomorrow, there will be the fourth full-makeup rehearsal, and there will be a day off in between.
Conducting the fifth full-makeup rehearsal.
After the five rehearsals, there was a gap of one day, which was New Year's Eve.
In other words, he must find a singer to fill the vacancy within two days, because the Spring Festival Gala is not a child's play, and he has never participated in the rehearsal program, so who knows what unexpected changes may occur.
It is also his bottom line as the chief director to ensure that all programs participate in at least one full dress rehearsal.
But it is a bit difficult to solve something that was difficult to do in the past few months within two days. Besides, it is the end of the year, which is the time for various activities and parties. Most of the celebrities have already made appointments.
, where can I find someone at this time?
time.
He is really short of time now.
Just when he was thinking about something, a female voice suddenly came.
"Director Huang, Director Huang?"
Huang Li strives to raise his head, it is An Ran.
"How's it going? Have you contacted anyone?"
An Ran said humbly: "I contacted someone, it's..."
After introducing the identity of the singer, she continued: "In addition to him, Mr. Chang's son also called and said that Mr. Chang recommended someone to us."
Hearing her say that she had contacted someone, Huang Lizheng felt a little more relaxed. Her next few words also made him a little more interested, and he smiled and said, "Mr. Chang also recommended someone to us? Who is it?"
An Ran said: "Zhou Ziwu."
"Zhou Ziwu?"
This name seemed familiar to him, and he felt like he had heard it somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember who Zhou Ziwu was.
Seeing that he didn't seem familiar with the name, An Ran explained: "He is a singer who became popular only last year and is very talented."
"In just over half a year, he wrote more than 20 songs for himself and others. What's even more commendable is that the quality of these songs is very high."
"Moreover, he also created a new style of music called Xia Guofeng."
Hearing her talk about Xia Guofeng, Huang Lizheng suddenly had an impression, "Look for his Xia Guofeng songs for me to listen to."
An Ran nodded, took out his cell phone, fiddled with it for a while, turned up the volume, and put it on his desk.
In the quiet office, a melodious guzheng sound came from the speaker of the mobile phone and penetrated into Huang Liqian's ears.
He couldn't explain what this kind of charm felt like, but listening to this prelude, a painting appeared in his mind unconsciously, an ink painting full of Xia Guo style.
The prelude is over and the vocals are heard.
"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white brush strokes with thick and thin edges..."
He remembered it all.
At first, he accidentally heard the song "Blue and White Porcelain". This song, with its novel and unique style, beautiful lyrics and elegant music, had a great impact on him.
Before he finished listening, he asked An Ran to contact the singer named Zhou Ziwu and wanted to invite him to participate in the Spring Festival Gala. Unfortunately, he had already signed a contract with another program and there was no schedule.
At that time, he felt regretful for a long time.
Later, when the rehearsal started, all kinds of things came to him at once, and he was so busy that he couldn't even take care of eating, so he gradually forgot about this matter.
"I remember, didn't Zhou Ziwu sign a contract with another show this year?" Huang Lizheng asked doubtfully.
"Yes." An Ran said: "Just because of some reasons, he had a falling out with the program team and quit the recording."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Huang Lijian stopped talking, and An Ran also closed her mouth.
In the office, only the singing of "Blue and White Porcelain" was left.
An Ran knew what Director Huang was worried about.
No matter what the reason was for Zhou Ziwu, the final result is here: he quit the recording midway.
If someone like him is invited here, what if he feels something is wrong and conflicts with him again?
The Spring Festival Gala is a big event and does not allow for any instability. If he suddenly gives up on New Year's Eve, who will bear the responsibility?
An Ran was about to speak but stopped, wanting to explain a few words to Zhou Ziwu.
Before that, she met Zhou Ziwu through "The Strongest Voice" and fell in love with this talented young man.
When she learned that Director Huang intended to invite him to perform on the Spring Festival Gala, she was happy for a while. After receiving the reply from the other party that he was not scheduled, she felt just as regretful as Huang Liqiang.
Later, she also started to get busy. The next time she heard Zhou Ziwu's name was from Ren Qing's phone call.
After Ren Qing called her and recommended Zhou Ziwu, she went to learn about Zhou Ziwu's experience during this period, and also investigated in detail the reasons for his withdrawal from the show.
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She knew that Zhou Ziwu quit the show entirely because of Mango's malicious editing. If there was anything wrong with him, it was that he was young and energetic and didn't think much about the consequences.
Of course, this was just her guess, and it was not ruled out that he knew the consequences, but he still chose to do it in order to protect his wife's reputation.
As a woman, Zhou Ziwu's withdrawal was a bonus for her.
"Go and contact the singer you invited and ask him to participate in the fourth rehearsal tomorrow."
Huang Li strives to speak and make the final decision.
An Ran opened her mouth and swallowed everything she had to explain for Zhou Ziwu. Huang Li strives to be domineering, and others cannot persuade him to change his decision.
Sighing secretly in his heart, An Ran said: "I understand."
With that said, she took back the mobile phone that was still playing "Blue and White Porcelain" on her desk and was about to call someone.
"The sky is blue waiting for misty rain, and I am waiting..."
She pressed the pause button and the singing stopped abruptly.
During this process, Huang Lizheng had been staring at her mobile phone. When he heard the singing stop, he looked away, shook his head, looked at An Ran's face, and said: "Go ahead and ask him to come over as soon as possible, don't miss it."
time."
An Ran nodded and took the order and left.
…
Zhou Ziwu Studio.
"Kacha."
The office door was opened, and Zhou Ziwu walked in with a smile on his face and said: "Dad, good news!"
Zhou Wenshan relaxed his frown, put away all his negative emotions, and said with a smile: "What's the good news?"
Zhou Ziwu said: "Do you know the Peking Opera master Chang Xiuyu?"
"Of course I know her."
In Xia Kingdom, even those who don't listen to Peking Opera have basically heard of this name. What's more, he himself is still a fan, and he will sing a few verses in private from time to time.
It's just that in the past two years, there have been too many accidents at home and in career, and he has no time to listen to or sing in operas anymore.
"Her son just called me and said that she had to miss the Spring Festival Gala due to an unexpected accident and recommended me to the Spring Festival Gala director."
When he received the call, even Zhou Ziwu himself was surprised. He had been busy with his own affairs these days. If it hadn't been for this call, he wouldn't have known that Mr. Chang was unexpectedly hospitalized.
When Ren Qing explained his intention, he was confused at first, and then ecstatic.
He thought that after the program team took action, he would have no other option but to release songs on music platforms, and that he would go back to before liberation overnight and never have the chance to appear on stage again.
But what he didn't expect was that the opportunity would come so soon.
"What accident? Is it serious?" Zhou Wenshan asked.
Zhou Ziwu shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be serious. She even said hello to me on the phone, and her son also said that she will be discharged from the hospital after a few days of observation."
"That's good." Zhou Wenshan felt relieved and then smiled: "By the way, did he say when the next rehearsal will be?"
Zhou Ziwu said: "The phone said it was tomorrow."
"So soon?" Zhou Wenshan said, "Then you should buy your ticket now."
His father was actually more anxious than he was, which surprised him, "Dad, this is just a recommendation. The Spring Festival Gala hasn't contacted me yet. Are you a little anxious to buy tickets at this time?"
"I'm not in a hurry." Zhou Wenshan analyzed: "Because Chang always encounters unexpected situations, it is impossible for the Spring Festival Gala director to be prepared. In addition, tomorrow is the fourth rehearsal, time is tight, and they do not have much
Time to find someone.”
"Besides, at this time, all those who can be invited have already been invited. Even if they do find someone, with your popularity and talent, I don't think you will lose the election."
If it were anyone else, he would definitely not be so optimistic, but this is his son and his pride.
Although he usually doesn't say it, he is full of confidence in his son.
"Last and most important, it's the Spring Festival travel period now. If you buy tickets now, you may not be able to buy them."
Dad's words made Zhou Ziwu wake up from a dream, and he quickly picked up his mobile phone and started grabbing tickets.
And Zhou Wenshan was not idle either. He also opened the ticket grabbing software and started to grab tickets.
After refreshing for half an hour and changing several ticket-grabbing software, Zhou Ziwu failed to grab a ticket for today's departure. Not only that, all the tickets until New Year's Eve were basically sold out.
"Dad, do you have any over there?"
Zhou Wenshan shook his head, "If it really doesn't work, we might have to drive over there overnight."
"This is the only way." Zhou Ziwu sighed.
There is more than a thousand kilometers between Shanghai and Yangcheng, and it takes more than ten hours to travel on the expressway, and this is without traffic jams.
After such a trip, not to mention driving, even taking a car will feel uncomfortable.
While the two were talking, Zhou Ziwu changed the software and subconsciously pulled up and refreshed it. I wonder if someone had refunded the check. The originally water-gray interface suddenly had a touch of color.
I didn’t have time to check the date, so I grabbed it first and then talked about it.
After paying the money in the shortest time, he realized that he seemed to have grabbed one for departure tomorrow.
…
Night falls.
It was only a little before six o'clock, and it was already completely dark.
There is a lot of traffic on the road and neon lights are flashing.
Inside the studio.
The father and son stared at each other.
It was already dark, but they still had not received a notice from the Spring Festival Gala director team. Both Zhou Ziwu and Zhou Wenshan gradually realized the seriousness of the matter.
Neither father nor son spoke, and they remained silent until the silence and depression in the room was broken by the sound of a phone ringing.
"Hello?"
"Haha, I've finished processing it a long time ago. I'll chat with dad here for a while."
"Well, okay, we'll go back right away."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ziwu looked at his father. After taking a deep breath, a smile appeared on his face again, "Dad, let's go. Mom and Qingqiu asked us to go home for dinner."
"Okay." Zhou Wenshan stood up from the office chair and said, "Go home and eat."
The two of them had a tacit understanding and neither of them mentioned the Spring Festival Gala again.
Go out, take the elevator, and go downstairs.
After getting in the car, Zhou Wenshan adjusted his mood and said: "Xiaowu, didn't you grab a ticket for tomorrow? Don't buy it for nothing, go to Yangcheng and visit Mr. Chang."
"No matter what, they helped me this time, and we still have to be polite."
"good."
The car moves into traffic.
…
the next day.
The fourth full-makeup rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala has officially begun.