When Xiao Qian's words came out, Ning Han's expression changed.
At that time, very soon, he grabbed the pen on the table and put it on his neck with a bang. His eyes were filled with grief and anger, with the determination to die together.
"Traitor, if you dare to frame Zhongliang again, I will die for you."
Xiao Qian's head is covered with black lines.
"If you don't want to do it, just do it. Why do you want to die?"
Ning Han put down his pen nonchalantly, feeling very aggrieved.
"I'm just a film director. I can make TV series and commercials for you. You actually want me to make a variety show. Are you feeling sorry?"
Xiao Qian sneered.
"Do you think making a movie is easy?"
Ning Han is very persistent.
"I can wait."
It seemed that Ning Han would not give in, but the cooperation with Xiangnan Station could not be delayed. Xiao Qian rolled his eyes and had an idea.
"Brother Han, won't everyone of your classmates become great directors?"
Ning Han instinctively sensed the conspiracy and said very seriously: "What do you want to do? I can tell you that all my classmates are talented people and should not be insulted lightly."
Xiao Qian was stunned.
"Have they really become great directors?"
Ning Han raised his head and looked at the sky.
"They are all... staying at home."
Xiao Qian was fooled and almost fell to the ground.
Come to think of it, how old is Ning Han? He is less than thirty years old.
Looking around the world, how many directors of this age are able to succeed?
In this case, Xiao Qian is not polite.
"I'll leave the job of finding a director to you. To activate your connections, you have to attract a few people to me. How long will it take for them to drink northwest wind at home? Being a variety show director can at least make a living."
This time Ning Han agreed happily.
"Don't worry, I'll get it done for you soon."
Xiao Qian was puzzled.
"Why didn't you refuse this time?"
Ning Han said righteously: "A dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist."
When he came back to his senses, he was laughing so hard.
"Although these guys are my classmates, they are also my competitors. There are only so many directors needed in the circle, and the opportunities are limited. If I kick them all into other fields, wouldn't my opportunities be much greater?"
OK, you are treacherous, but you are invincible.
Xiao Qian gestured at him with her middle finger and ignored him.
Things went smoothly. On the third day, Tang Xiao came over on behalf of Xiangnan Taiwan and signed a cooperation agreement with Xiao Qian.
I have to admit that in the future, Shonan Channel can become the top spot in the field of domestic entertainment, culture and media. This pioneering and enterprising spirit cannot be matched by other peers.
After the agreement was obtained, Xiao Qian immediately started preparations.
Although the director of the show is not in place yet, the director is actually not that important.
For a singing show, the director is basically responsible for the on-site preparation and planning. You can now get busy with the preliminary work.
"First of all, we need to give the show a name. What do you think it should be called?"
At the joint meeting, Xiao Qian asked the first question.
The name of the program is very important, it is related to publicity and can also deepen the memory of the audience.
He wanted to directly appropriate the Music Center and Music Bank, but the problem was that it was not in line with Chinese cultural habits, so he had to forget it.
Tang Xiao was the first to speak.
"Since this program is broadcast every week and is about music, I think it might as well be called Music Weekly."
Xiao Qian nodded.
"This name is good, that's it."
Tang Xiao couldn't take a breath, and blue veins popped out.
"Wouldn't you like to discuss this in depth?"
Facts have proved that there is no need to discuss. Tang Xiao's ability to choose names is really good. "Weekly Music" is popular, simple and easy to understand, and it is really suitable.
Xiao Qian wouldn't tell him. In fact, he had been thinking hard for a long time and couldn't think of a suitable name. (Some people say that the Happy Stage is just a tube!!)
Shonan Station has given up a studio as a venue for weekly recordings.
Xiao Qian went to check it personally and found that the venue was large enough to accommodate various designs and layouts of the stage, as well as about 300 spectators.
In addition, Shonan Channel also provided him with 30 staff members. Among them were seven photographers, 20 field staff, as well as directors, screenwriters, lighting, and sound effects, which was enough to build a program team.
Taking advantage of the time when the director was not here, Xiao Qian conducted in-depth training for these people. Among them, set management, lighting, and photography were the top priorities.
Xiao Qian asked SM to send these people to South Korea and let them observe the Korean singing show live for a month and a half.
I believe they will be able to improve upon their return.
What is the most important thing for a singing program?
Of course he's a singer.
Without singers, what's the show?
Therefore, during the preparation process of the program, Xiao Qian instructed the people below to start releasing the news to the outside world, so that singers from all over the country would know that a specialized and professional song program was about to be released.
Soon, the news spread all over the country, as if it had wings, and reached the ears of countless people.
In a dilapidated dwelling in Yangcheng, fast footsteps rushed into the room, making a man who was immersed in the piano keys very dissatisfied.
"Feng Zhe, are you crazy? Why are you running around? You see, you have destroyed all my inspiration."
The person who ran in didn't care about the complaints, and his face was full of excitement.
"Ah Hao, good news."
The young man named Ah Hao smiled helplessly, unmoved at all.
"What good news can there be? Is there anyone willing to release our songs?"
Feng Zhe ignored it, grabbed the cup next to him and drank the water in one gulp, then said hurriedly: "Let me ask you, is the song we worked so hard to produce good?"
Speaking of this, Ah Hao became excited.
"Okay, don't you know? Have you forgotten that when we performed over there in the university town, the audience went crazy?"
Feng Zhe chuckled and asked, "Then tell me, since our songs are so good, why is no one willing to release them to us?"
Ahao slapped the table hard.
"Why else? It's just that those guys are unwilling to take risks. I think our brothers have no future."
Feng Zhe took the initiative to pour a glass of water for Ahao without getting angry.
"This is what I call good news."
As he spoke, he spread the newspaper in front of Ah Hao.
"Would you like to see for yourself?"
Ah Hao glanced at him doubtfully, and then picked up the newspaper. Unexpectedly, his eyes widened when he saw it.
"This...this...is this true?"
Feng Zhe nodded solemnly.
"Do you think Shonantai will lie?"
Ah Hao grabbed the newspaper and read it again carefully. He finally no longer had any doubts, but he still had questions.
"Are there any conditions for participating in this show?"
Feng Zhe nodded.
"They require song master tapes, and only selected songs and singers can perform on stage."
Ahao was a little hesitant.
"What if it fails?"
Feng Zhe was angry.
"Ah Hao, are you so unsure of our work?"
He was so excited that Ah Hao's face turned red.
"Okay, let's send the tape over now."
The pop music market in the 1990s was very hot, and singers emerged one after another. But everyone generally felt a problem, that is, there were no channels to promote themselves.
Now that Xiangnan Channel has established a stage, the response has actually been greater among famous singers.
In the capital, a gorgeous woman saw the news.
If others see her, they will definitely be shocked. Therefore, this woman is none other than Qu Qi, the leading figure in China's pop music industry.
She read the contents of the newspaper carefully and immediately told her assistant: "Send our new album over immediately. I must be on this stage."
The assistant was a little cautious.
"Sister Qi, there is no acting fee for this show."
Qu Qi couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Apart from here, are there any opportunities for our singers to promote themselves in China? As long as we go on this stage and let our works be heard by more people, what can't we make? Let me see, this
It won’t be that easy to get on the stage in the future.”
After saying that, she couldn't help but get angry when she saw that the assistant was still in a daze.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go quickly?"
