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Chapter 70 What is it?

Huang Jian, the advertising minister.

I thought the task of finding 100 elderly people was quite easy to accomplish.

In order to show sincerity, I personally led the group and drove to the senior citizen activity center.

When I walked in, there were quite a lot of people.

Everyone played cards, read books, and played chess. There were many activities.

After finding an old man with glasses and the look of a retired professor, he expressed his intention.

The old man stood up with a glare.

"Ha! Don't you feel a pang in your conscience when you come here to lie to us old men instead of doing serious business at such a young age?"

Minister Huang is confused! A man in his forties is called a young man by this old man?

Ah bah! That's not the point.

How did you become a liar?

"Look, this is my work ID. It belongs to Minjiang TV Station." Huang Jian took out a sign.

The old man pushed it away directly: "What can't be faked nowadays? Let me tell you, challenge all kinds of deception, okay? I am a loyal viewer of "Today's Statement"."

Minister Huang was anxious: "How about you call the TV station and ask."

"Haha, no need." The old man turned his head and shouted to the others.

"Old guys, someone paid 1,000 yuan a person to invite us to shoot an advertisement."

There was a burst of laughter.

"We won't go to the hotel for lectures."

"We don't want free health products."

"I will definitely not shoot an advertisement worth 1,000 yuan."

Huang Jian really wanted to look up to the sky and scream: I am really not a liar.

It is a good thing for the elderly to be defensive, but it is not a good thing for themselves.

After leaving the house dejectedly, the three of them sat in the car not knowing where to go.

The driver looked and saw that no one was talking.

"How about we try somewhere else."

Minister Huang was annoyed: "Looking for boring people again? They must have been popularized by specialized personnel to be so alert. If we go again..."

Speaking of this, Huang Jian patted his thigh: "Yes, professionals, go directly to the elderly office."

The driver got the order and set off immediately.

Finally, it took more than a day to gather hundreds of elderly people with the participation of relevant departments.

After communicating with Su Yan, the shooting was scheduled to take place in the senior citizen's auditorium two days later, starting at 10 a.m., and a lunch was included.

In terms of materials, it was very simple. I found a snow gold manufacturer to bring pictures of new products, and directly made a huge inkjet painting, and it was done!

There is a writer, a lighting engineer, two photographers, and a sound engineer. By the way, please call Wang Yangyang and let’s work together!

The shooting time will come soon.

When Su Yan and his team arrived at the auditorium at around eight o'clock, there were already more than a dozen old people sitting inside chatting.

When I saw the film crew setting up a human machine, hanging up backgrounds, and trying out lights, I wasn't too curious.

The old god is right there.

Wang Yangyang is more like fd now.

That is to say, the director's assistant is responsible for everything on set and where to go. It is equivalent to the blue collar of the NBA.

First of all, you need to talk to the staff who come to help, and then check whether the prepared water and other things are in place.

Then check whether the lighting, recording, etc. are normal.

Su Yan was discussing the next shooting process with Sister Hong.

At about 9:30, all personnel arrived, and Huang Jian also accompanied Mr. Zhou to the scene.

After saying hello to Su Yan, he found a place to sit down.

Because there were many people, Su Yan used a small speaker.

"Grandpas and grandmas, I am honored to invite you all to participate in today's advertising shoot."

After speaking, he bowed to many old people.

Everyone was also very considerate and applauded.

After thanking the relevant departments at the same time, Su Yan began to explain today's shooting content.

"In a moment, grandparents, everyone will line up on this stage."

Su Yan pointed to the center of the stage, where stepped benches had been placed.

"Just sit down and there will be a professional singing teacher who will lead you to learn a song together. All you have to do is follow along."

Well! It’s over!

Mr. Zhou and the two are beginning to doubt life. It's as simple as this. What on earth are they trying to film?

Although it is a new product of my company, why does such a large inkjet look so low in the background of an ordinary auditorium?

But at this time, no matter how many doubts you have, you can't express them, otherwise you won't be able to take the photo.

Huang Jian was even more embarrassed. He couldn't say anything and could only keep drinking water.

A lady in her fifties, dressed as a singer, stood in the center of the stage.

The staff was busy arranging the positions of the elderly and the placement of microphones. There was no way, there were too many people and not enough microphones.

But it was okay, the old people cooperated very well, and it was ready in ten minutes.

Su Yan picked up the small speaker again.

"Teacher Wang will teach everyone a song from Hubei in a while. Everyone will have lyrics with Chinese homophones in their hands. There are no other requirements, just listen loudly."

Upon hearing this, Huang Jian squirted out a mouthful of water.

Also the national anthem of Hubei, brother, if you want to sing, please tell me early. Many old people can do it. Can this random person sing it well?

Mr. Zhou didn't pay attention to Minister Huang's rudeness, and the "?" in his heart was so loud.

Teacher Wang nodded, and the program team clicked on the accompaniment.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone was stunned!

To be honest, the song is not unfamiliar to the elderly, it can even be said that it is very familiar to them.

It was a song they were familiar with when they were young, and there are also translated Mandarin songs. When they heard the intro, many people hummed along.

The key point is, if I'm not mistaken, the director is talking about professional singers leading them to sing.

But this voice???

It sounds worse than what singers, no, than what ordinary people sing.

All the lyrics are basically not in tune, and they only have one tone. They are a bit hoarse, and the high notes are broken directly. You can't even tell whether this is E language.

A song lasts for more than five minutes, but it seems to everyone to have experienced it for an hour.

The old people looked at each other.

Huang Jian was too embarrassed to talk to Mr. Zhou.

The staff who were helping were talking quietly.

Only a few people from the program team looked normal.

"Is this song familiar to everyone?" Su Yan asked.

Everyone nodded.

"Okay, let's rehearse it again. This time everyone needs to sing along. It doesn't matter whether it sounds good or not, but it must be loud.

Then just look at the lyrics in your hand, or the singer.

In addition, the version of this practice is relatively long, about fifteen minutes, so you can follow your feelings, and it doesn’t matter if the lyrics are wrong.”

After speaking, he nodded to the photographer.

Because it was mentioned in advance that it was a practice, the elderly people were not too nervous.

After the music starts.

It's just so simple.

A group of old people who couldn't sing sang E-language songs with Chinese homophones, and they all worked very hard because the director told them to sing louder.

That scene was extremely tragic.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, the sound engineer secretly took off his headphones.

Su Yan kept patrolling the stage and kept raising his hand to remind everyone that they could be louder.

After a while, the photographer made a gesture to Su Yan.

Su Yan nodded in understanding and asked someone to turn off the music.

"Everyone did very well! It's great. Now you can take a break. We have prepared lunch in the cafeteria and you can go and eat at any time.

If you have something to leave early, you can contact the staff and they will pay the performance fee to everyone."

Confused!

Huang Jian had already buried his head in his knees.

My dear Director Su, what are you doing!


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