As far as Bian Xueqing was concerned, the things that he would never forget had no impression at all in Xiao Qian's memory.
The only thing he could be sure of was that the song that Bian Xueqing was thinking about most definitely came from him.
Because there is no song "Into the New Era" in this time and space, and the only person who has sung this song is him.
That was the critical time when he changed the fate of his family and set foot on the land of Magic City with his parents to start a new life, so he always remembers it.
It’s just that the kind-hearted uncle sitting next to me has just passed away.
"Haha, it was my first time to visit Shanghai with my parents and I was very excited, so I hummed a few words casually. I didn't expect that Director Bian heard me."
Bian Xueqing was stunned.
"At that time, when you were only so old, you were able to compose such a good song?"
Xiao Qian spread his hands.
"I was also at that age when I made Who I Am."
Bian Xueqing was suddenly stunned, his eyes full of reverence.
"Now I finally know how genius explains it."
But he soon became excited.
"It seems that you have not been idle these years. Is there a full version of this song now?"
Xiao Qian smiled confidently.
Just kidding, such a classic song will naturally remain in his mind forever.
"This is natural."
Bian Xueqing got excited and grabbed Xiao Qian's arm.
"Mr. Xiao, if such a good song is not produced for the public, it will be a waste of money. How about it? How about we produce it and put it on the Spring Festival Gala?"
Xiao Qian was filled with emotion, she didn't expect that Bian Xueqing was so greedy.
But then I remembered that the stage where the song "Into the New Era" was sung was not the 1998 Spring Festival Gala in my previous life.
After going round and round, everything is back to where it started.
"Into the New Era" was Bian Xueqing's inner demon. Now that a great opportunity was right in front of him, he was afraid that Xiao Qian would not agree, so he offered the best conditions on the spot.
"Same as when we met in 1998, I will arrange a separate performance stage. Mr. Xiao, please be sure to fulfill my long-standing wish."
He gritted his teeth and decided to give further conditions.
"CCTV also covers the cost of hiring the singer."
"Hey, Director Bian is so polite. You said so, why wouldn't I agree? It's just a small effort, I don't deserve your gratitude. I will make arrangements for finding a singer."
Just kidding, how can Xiao Qian's works be sung by just anyone?
Now the singer who wants to be produced by Xiao Qian can be arranged from Los Angeles to Shanghai to sing his works. It is the singer's honor, not his honor.
Xiao Qian was afraid that others would be blind when singing a popular song with a main theme like "Into the New Era".
"Wei, Auntie...ah...no, Sister Mu, I'm Xiaoqian."
On the other end of the phone, Wen Mu's voice first rose and then fell.
"Hey, why did Boss Xiao think of me, a little singer? It's such an honor."
Xiao Qian's head is covered with black lines.
"You're a great general, why are you so arrogant?"
Wen Mu doesn’t hide his thoughts at all.
"I'm jealous! You gave Zhang Jian any good songs. Do you still have me as an elder in your heart?"
Xiao Qian called Qu.
"My eldest sister, that song has a male voice. Even if I give it to you, you can't sing it."
Wen Mu didn't listen.
"I don't care, anyway, now Zhang Jian is riding on my head, and I'm very angry. This is all because of you, you have to compensate me."
Xiao Qian finally understood the source of Wen Yi's actions.
I originally thought that Wen Mu was dignified and steady, but now it seems that she is worthy of being a biological sister.
I have too much to do and don’t have time to push and pull with pretentious women.
Xiao Qian said directly: "I came to you this time because I have a good song to sing. How about being able to attend the Spring Festival Gala?"
Wen Mu's voice on the other end of the phone was as calm as possible, but he couldn't hide his joy at all.
"That's pretty much it."
This woman still has to push herself further.
"But I can't go to the Magic City. There are still performance tasks for the troops here. Come to the capital."
"I……"
When did Mr. Xiao ever receive such anger?
But it can only be tolerated.
"Okay, I'll contact you when I get to the capital."
After hanging up the phone, Xiao still had to use Kong Yiji's spirit.
"Humph, I'm not going to the north, why would I listen to you?"
The next day, Xiao Qian joined Ning Han, Shen Peiwen and the Yang brothers and boarded a flight to Henan Province.
The preparations for the "Shaolin Temple" crew have come to an end and will soon enter the filming stage.
Although a brand new Shaolin Temple has been built in Hengdian, it would be a sin to leave the original scenery unused.
So everyone decided to go to Shaoshi Mountain for a field trip, and learn about the culture and history of Shaolin Temple, which might provide some inspiration for shooting.
We got off the plane in Zhengzhou and got on the hired luxury bus all the way to Dengfeng.
Dengfeng is located in the southwest of Zhengzhou, closer to Luoyang. There are Songshan Mountains to the north, Jishan Mountains and Xiongshan Mountains to the south, all running east-west.
Dengfeng is located between two mountain ranges, surrounded by mountains. In winter, it looks like a pearl between two jade belts.
When people talk about Shaoshi Mountain, it is the Shaolin Temple.
However, among the thirty-six peaks of Shaoshi, Wuru Peak, where Shaolin Temple is located, is not even ranked among the top.
In winter, when walking on the mountain road, I see peaks surrounding me like flags, some rising from the ground, and some meandering.
Today is a sunny day, with the white sun in the sky, contrasting with the white snow on the surrounding mountain peaks. There is no storm, or warmth, but it is not as desolate as winter.
"Tsk, tsk, Patriarch Bodhidharma is really good at finding places. Holy places like this are really eye-catching."
Ning Han admired the beautiful scenery around him and clicked his tongue. He didn't know whether it was envy or jealousy.
"No wonder the Shaolin Temple has lasted for thousands of years and has been filled with incense. It is fundamental to have this blessed place."
Shen Peiwen was also fascinated by the scene, gesturing at the screen with both hands, already thinking about how to frame the scene.
Although Shaoshi Mountain is steep, the mountain road to Shaolin Temple has become gentle after thousands of years of development. After walking for a while, everyone turned to the foot of the mountain, and the distance suddenly became clear.
But I saw that the sky and the earth were vast, except for a towering and majestic archway shining white and shining in the sun. It was the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.
This mountain gate was built in the 13th year of Yongzheng reign in the Qing Dynasty and renovated in 1974. Although it is simple but not outdated, it fully demonstrates the majesty of Buddhism.
Everyone walked away, but were attracted by the excitement under the mountain gate.
It turned out that a lot of people had gathered in the open space under the mountain gate.
One group, all wearing bald cassocks, stood side by side, guarding the mountain gate. They were obviously monks from the Shaolin Temple.
The other group gathered in a pile, wearing all kinds of clothes, and they were obviously outsiders.
At this time, the two sides were facing each other, and they didn't even notice Xiao Qian and others strolling over.
When Xiao Qian and others came closer, they heard a particularly loud voice from the outsider's side.
"I have heard for a long time that Shaolin Temple is the authentic martial arts school in the world. The lower class people are not talented and are addicted to martial arts. I think I have some skills, so I would like to ask the eminent monks of your temple for some advice."
Yoho, is this the time to kick the gym?
Xiao Qian and others became even more interested and watched the excitement from the sidelines with great interest.
One of the middle-aged monks was not in a good mood. It was a cold day, but he kept wiping his forehead, which was covered with sweat.
"Dear benefactors, our Shaolin Temple is the place where Buddhism is practiced. As for the authentic martial arts in the world, I have never heard of it. It must be misunderstood by all the benefactors. The pure land of Buddhism must not be polluted. Please come back, all benefactors."
Outsiders don't listen at all.
"Monk, don't be so glib. Since you refuse to admit it, why does it say that in the Legend of Heaven and Slay the Dragon? Nothing else. If you, the Shaolin Temple, don't come up with something real today, don't blame us for being rude.
Tear down your mountain gate."
Ning Han, Shen Peiwen and the Yang brothers all looked at Xiao Qian with strange expressions.
Well, it turns out that the root of everything comes from Xiao Qian's novel.
Xiao Qiancai was speechless. He just wrote a novel. Who would have thought that someone would take it seriously?
The other party vowed not to give up, which made the monks in Shaolin Temple extremely helpless.
"Dear donors, please don't force others to make things difficult for you. We monks are devoted to the Buddha, determined to cultivate purity, and never fight with others. Please forgive me for complying with your requests."
However, the weaker the monk, the more aggressive the other party will be.
"Okay, since you don't dare to compete, then let's make it clear publicly and say that your Shaolin Temple is a deceitful person, so as not to deceive the world."
The middle-aged monk is exceptionally innocent.
"I, the Shaolin Temple, have never been competitive and have always been devoted to practicing Buddhism. Please don't force me."
A middle-aged man of average height and fair skin walked out of the crowd. He always had a slightly cunning smile on his face. He walked out slowly and looked very vain, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.
But what this old boy said was very angry.
"I have been practicing martial arts for decades and have made friends all over the world, but I have never heard of any commendable martial arts in Shaolin Temple. Monk, since you claim to be Shaolin Temple for its reputation, then from now on you should close the door of the temple and don't think that I
Wait for people in the world to be kind and easy to bully. Otherwise, I, the successor of the authentic Hunyuan Xingyi Tai Chi, will not give up."
Good guy, before he finished speaking, Xiao Qian felt two masses of evil energy suddenly erupting around him.
