Chapter two hundred and sixteen: huge sums of money to build real scenes
When Fang Jing returned home, he was naturally busy with Lao Jiumen's filming.
Huang Bo's 20 million plus the company's 50 million, 70 million has been received, and advertisers have also raised 15 million. He spent all the publishing fees he was proud of later, and added his personal savings.
, the goal of 100 million was achieved.
He now holds 78% of the shares in Nanjing Entertainment, making him truly a major shareholder.
The shooting location has been decided on Hengdian for the time being. This time I went back mainly to do the preparatory work for the shooting. There were several real scenes that needed to be set up, and the amount of money involved was relatively large. Xu Shi couldn't make up his mind, so he asked him to go over and discuss it together.
In addition, the recruitment of actors and crew should also begin.
"Fang Jing, you performed well and sang really well. Is this your new song?"
"Teacher Fang Jing, that's great, you don't know, I got goosebumps all over my body as soon as you opened your mouth."
"Old Han told me that you have never studied music systematically, but your singing skills are very solid. I didn't believe it at first, but now I have seen it."
"Congratulations, it's a wonderful performance."
Except for Han Hong and Sun Bei, the other singers all looked happy. Fortunately, Fang Jing was just a backup singer. If he had participated, it wouldn't have been their business. He turned to look at Xu Jie and saw that he was smiling very reluctantly, rather than crying.
Still ugly.
"You are very strong and have high explosiveness in the high notes. It would be even more perfect if you were more emotionally involved."
Unable to find any other point of attack, Xu Jie could only say that Fang Jing's singing was emotionless. Anyway, this thing is vague and there is no standard. He can say whatever he wants.
In a word, if you lose, you don’t lose!
"Thank you for your advice, no thanks. I couldn't sleep day and night after listening to Brother Jie's "Blessings to Heaven and Earth." Combining your life experience, I finally wrote this cool song two days ago. This is the inspiration you gave me!"
Bah! You are the only one who is cool, and your whole family is cool.
Xu Jie's expression looked like he was constipated, his tooth socket was about to be crushed, and the veins on his back were bulging, and he was having a hard time enduring it.
"I'll go to the bathroom and you guys can chat!"
Not wanting to see Fang Jing's old face, Xu Jie escaped by peeing. If he hadn't been afraid of offending Xiangnan Satellite TV, he would have left right now.
Seeing him going out, Lu Feifei's eyes flashed with disdain, "It's a waste, it's a waste of my money, it's such a shame. If I had known it wouldn't work, I might as well have changed to my previous partner."
"Wow! Brother Fang Jing, you are so amazing. You have released a new song. Please help me write one when you can."
"hehe!"
Seeing Lu Feifei's expression of admiration, Fang Jing gently smoothed his hair and said modestly: "Let's do it another day."
He seemed to think this statement was a bit inappropriate, and added: "The main reason is that I've been a little busy recently."
"It's okay, I can wait. Thank you in advance."
Fang Jing:……
Which word does this sound like an affirmative sentence from? Labor and management are just being polite, but do you still take it seriously?
"Ahem! I haven't had much time in the past seven or eight months."
Han Hong couldn't help but laugh. Isn't this too perfunctory? It's understandable that I'm busy, but it's a bit ridiculous to say that I haven't written a song for seven or eight months.
"Haha! It's okay. I'm not in a hurry. You're busy. I'll add you as a friend later. I'll be looking for you to push for manuscripts next year!"
Not many people in the entertainment industry are thin-skinned, let alone Lu Feifei, who is so young and has only made it to where she is today after just two years of debut.
Fang Jing really wanted to give himself a slap in the face. If he had known that this woman was so difficult to deal with, he shouldn't have said anything about another day.
"Teacher Han Hong, it's your turn." A staff member opened the door and stretched out his head and whispered.
"Go over first and see me, Old Han!"
Han Hong straightened her collar and strode out with a silver microphone.
It is said that this microphone was given to her by Sophie Marceau. It is unique in the world and is worth more than 300,000 yuan. It has extremely good sound quality and is generally not used easily.
"That field next to me"
“The scent of jujube flowers at hand”
"The sorghum is ripe and the sky is red"
"Jiuer, I will send you to a distant place"
Han Hong sang Jiu'er, the theme song of Red Sorghum, which was one of her masterpieces many years ago. She sang four lines over and over again throughout the song.
Fang Jing has finally seen what singing skills mean. He sang a song with four lines of lyrics four times, and it was ordinary. There was no crying or any words of love.
But it sounds like it is narrating a series of inner monologues, each sentence is a story, and it really sings beautifully.
He didn't know what to say except for some cool remarks.
As the singers came on stage one by one and came off the stage, the gap was obvious. The appeal and singing skills of the older generation such as Han Hong were too strong.
Nowadays, some young singers sing in a fancy way, with a few words in Chinese mixed with a few words in English, and the dancing in the pig pen is simply eye-catching.
It’s not enough to show off in front of real singing masters, it’s a complete slump!
Xu Jie squatted in the toilet for more than 20 minutes. When he came back, he had just finished singing, and then the audience of 500 people voted.
After a while, everyone came to the front desk, and producer Hong Tao announced the voting rankings.
"The one with the most votes is four hundred and ninety-eight, first place! Who is the first place? Guess whether it is on my left or right, male or female? Two words or three words.
Hong Tao was really famous for his ink marks. He kept his mouth shut for a long time, and Fang Jing felt like punching someone after hearing this.
"I announce that the first place is... Teacher Han Hong!"
Everyone applauded. There was no surprise at this result. Han Hong was too strong. This song Jiuer was a hit in the music world in the early years. With only four lines of lyrics, not many people dared to challenge it.
"So who is the second place? Can you all take a guess?"
Liu Wei was so nervous that his palms were sweaty, but he had to look calm in front of the camera. It was really hard.
Seeing Hong Tao writing ink again, she really wanted to snatch the little notebook and take a look.
"Who is the second place? I announce that the second place... is really outstanding. He is only two votes away from the first place. Okay, okay, I will say it right away. If I don't tell you, the audience will jump up and hit me."
"Second place is Liu Wei, with 496 votes. Congratulations."
Fang Jing was a guest singer and did not participate in the voting. The audience naturally voted for Liu Wei.
"Really? Is it really me?"
Liu Wei was so excited that she couldn't believe it. After reacting, she bowed and smiled brightly. This was the first time she had received such a high vote, and she almost caught up with Han Hong.
The success of the singing support meant that she would not be eliminated and would have the next round. She gratefully glanced at Fang Jing. If it hadn't been for him, he would not have been able to pass this level.
"Third place, 432 votes...Teacher Sun Bei!"
"Fourth place, 431 votes... Lu Feifei!"
…
After the rankings were announced and Liu Wei's dinner invitation was rejected, Fang Jing said hello to Han Hong, Sun Bei and others and prepared to leave.
After hesitating to speak, Han Hong finally said nothing, patted him on the shoulder and said see you next time.
On the way back to the hotel, Han Hong and Sun Bei were in the same car.
"Didn't I ask you to accept him as your student?"
"I can't teach you anything!" Sun Bei said with a grimace, "This is a weirdo who came out of nowhere. There are so many changes in music styles. I have rarely seen them in my life. It would be a waste to have me as my teacher."
"Didn't you say that he is a gangster? In that case, just keep going like this. If he joins an academic sect like mine, it might be counterproductive."
"That matter about the Music Association..."
"Wait two years, I'm a bit young, let's grind it out."
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Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province, at eight o'clock in the evening, Xu Shi drove Fang Jing to the company.
In the brightly lit building, more than 20 people are working overtime, and there are drawings on the table.
"This is your first time here. I'll show you around. I've reserved your office for you."
"No... I'm here in such a hurry, why don't you bring me here to work overtime? Can't you get something to eat?"
"Don't worry, the takeout has been ordered and will be here in a moment."