After finishing the TV series, Xiao Qian entered sage mode.
There is nothing to be busy about for the time being.
Shen Jue and Li Xiaohan are still digesting the impact of the Spring Festival Gala.
People have less entertainment activities these days, so the influence of the Spring Festival Gala is far greater than that of later generations.
If any show becomes popular during the Spring Festival Gala in the future, it will only last for two or three months at most. If the people involved do not have good works and activities, the popularity will dissipate.
But it's different now. It's no problem to maintain it for a year and a half.
Since the end of the Spring Festival Gala, Shen Jue and Li Xiaohan's activities have not stopped. Commercial activities, book signings, and programs have come one after another. In half a year, they have traveled all over the country.
Wenyi went to South Korea.
After hearing Xiao Qian say that music production and practice are better in South Korea, this woman ran there to learn from her experience.
She has not forgotten that her true calling is a singer, and she doesn't know how long it will take her to master it.
Jing Qi, on the other hand, doesn't have the consciousness of an artist at all. He doesn't worry when there are no scenes to shoot, and just enjoys himself at his bar.
Weng Zhian wanted to arrange activities for her, but she ended up getting very angry and feeling tired.
There's nothing you can do about it. If the artist doesn't care about it, how can he still be tied up in activities?
It is said that the trainees were stimulated by the boss in Korea and were also squeezed a lot.
Although there are Chinese managers watching, the Korean teachers will not be polite to you. Besides, seeing the Korean trainees working so hard, the girls who don’t want to be compared are also working hard.
Xiao Qian thinks this is good. If you don’t work hard when you are young, will you be able to work hard when you are old?
The hardships they endure now will be their wealth in the future.
Yang Zhen's gunshot wound was healed easily. Xiao Qian found Duan Qihu's relationship and sent him and Yang Yue to go to drama school to study acting.
You can't do it if you don't learn. No one can stand these two people who look at the camera every time they perform.
In short, the entire Starlight Entertainment is relatively idle now and is still in the process of digesting the fruits of the first stage. Xiao Qian, the art director, has not rushed to launch new projects.
Over at "National Comics", "Dragon Ball" is about to be finished. Xiao Qian has handed over the manuscript for the last issue to Hu Tiesheng, but the editor-in-chief is very dissatisfied.
"Why did it end?"
Xiao Qian was confused.
"When the story is finished, of course it's over."
Hu Tiesheng scratched his head and ears.
"This is too short. When I look at Japanese comics, they are published several years ago."
Xiao Qian was furious.
"Shut up, how can we associate with the old thief Fu Jian?"
Hu Tiesheng didn't know who the old thief Fu Jian was, otherwise he would definitely share the same hatred as Xiao Qian.
"I think the story of Dragon Ball is so exciting, there should be a plot after Majin Buu."
He really couldn't bear to see "Dragon Ball" end here.
This story is so good, this story is so exciting, this story is so imaginative, this story is so... profitable.
Xiao Qian laughed and was not convinced.
There is still a lot of space behind "Dragon Ball" in the previous life, but it just continues, and the taste is not right.
Anyway, in his mind, it would be best to end with Majin Buu.
In the end, Hu Tiesheng couldn't get enough of him, so Xiao Qian gave him a bad idea.
"How about this? Your magazine can completely interact with readers. Invite animation lovers to continue writing Dragon Ball fan works and select outstanding ones for publication. This can not only maintain popularity, but also increase the enthusiasm of readers. , maybe we can also tap more animation talents, kill three birds with one stone, and have many benefits."
Hu Tiesheng disappeared in an instant.
This guy realized that Xiao Qian's suggestion was very promising, so he immediately took advantage of it and forgot about the well digger.
Xiao Qian had small arms and legs, so she couldn't punish this ungrateful guy, so she had to do her own thing.
What is he doing?
He is reading.
Don't get me wrong, he is not sitting in class reading.
Before high school, there were no courses that could stump him.
What he read was knowledge that many people in this era have no use for - ancient Chinese.
The origin of this incident still lies with Chen Xunqi.
The piano master was embarrassed by why Xiao Qian's musical name was not ABCDEFG, so he developed a sinister ambition and threw Xiao Qian a history of Western classical music.
On the surface, it was said that it was to satisfy Xiao Qian's thirst for knowledge, but Xiao Qian immediately knew after reading it that you are just trying to make things difficult for me, Fat Tiger.
Why?
This history of Western classical music is in Italian.
If it was in English, Xiao Qian would be no problem. Even if it was in French or German, he could still speak a few words.
In response to his defense, Chen Xunqi finally came back and said that he was not good at academics and could not be considered a cultural person.
This reminded Xiao Qian.
Because he found that his knowledge reserve was indeed not very good.
Most of his achievements so far have been plagiarized from the classics of his previous life. Only music was learned from scratch.
But this line of work is precisely his weakest link, and it will take him a long time to succeed.
Faced with his troubles, Chen Xunqi ridiculed him again and again.
"You are so dissatisfied with your gourd and half-gourd that you have the nerve to call yourself Mr. Xiao?"
Xiao Qian was greatly stimulated, but she also knew that Chen Xunqi was right.
He has vowed to make great strides in the field of entertainment culture, and has dabbled in music, film and television, and animation. In the future, he may not let go of the literary field as well.
In this case, if there is no corresponding cultural heritage to match it, big problems will occur sooner or later.
Even if you plagiarize a classic from a previous life and create a sensation for a while, if you encounter someone who is serious about it, the secret will still be revealed.
Apart from anything else, everyone knows that the opening chapter of the "Nine Yin Manual" is: The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is excess. This is why the imaginary overcomes the reality, and the deficiency overcomes the excess.
Then someone gives you a thumbs up and says, Mr. Xiao, you are so awesome. You can write this down.
Then you smiled and nodded again: Yes, yes, just think about it. It’s a small idea that cannot be expressed in dialect.
If you dare to do this, you will immediately make people laugh.
You have to tell people: Oh, no. This sentence is not what I said. It is based on the thoughts of the sages.
Then you take out "Laozi" and show it all, "The way of heaven is like a bow! The higher ones suppress it, the lower ones lift it up, those who have more will lose it, those who have less will take it. The way of heaven will make up for the damage."
Insufficient. Humanity is not like that. If you lose what is not enough, you will have more than enough. Who can have more than enough to serve the world? The only one is the Tao." As soon as he said it and gave a reasonable explanation, the image of the cultural man became three-dimensional in an instant.
But the problem is, you have to understand "Laozi". If you don't understand, just write the "Nine Yin Sutra", isn't it embarrassing for the whole world?
So in order to make up for his lack of cultural literacy, Xiao Qian was studying.
He is currently reading Shangshu.
I have already read "The Book of Songs", and I just flipped through it without asking for a clear explanation.
He doesn't want to be an old scholar, he just wants to increase his knowledge and accumulate foundation.
It was quite laborious to read this kind of ancient prose, but in order to live up to the words "Master Xiao", he endured it.
However, the exhausting work is not without rewards.
At least he knew that the name of Li Mingjiu, the president of Company D in his previous life, comes from "Shangshu·YuShu·Yao Dian": "Kiming is virtuous, and he is close to the nine tribes."
I will no longer laugh at people because my father gave me this name after he lost all his money gambling on Pai Gow.
As for his name, Xiao Qian, it means sparse shadows slanting across the clear water, and a faint fragrance floating on the moon at dusk.
Who has an opinion?
"Hey, where is this reading? It's rare."
Li Zhen's words are always so harsh and disruptive to people's enjoyment.
This old man is about to retire and has few things to do. He always goes to the devil's capital, but he can't see Xiao Qian's progress.
There is an old man next to the old man.
"I'm actually reading "Shang Shu", brat, do you understand?"
Looking at Li Zhen and Xia Weizhang standing side by side, Xiao Qian wanted to cry but had no tears.
It's over, it's over, I'm going to be taught a lesson this time.
These two, one is the founding father of the country, and the other is a great musician. If they were to catch them taking a test for academic knowledge, would they still be alive?
But now that things have come to this, what else can he do?
I had no choice but to adopt a humble and polite attitude and strive for a good death.
"Grandpas, I've been watching it for so long, and there are still many things I don't understand. I'm just going to ask you for advice."
Li Zhen wiped his beard, was satisfied, looked like a child who could be taught, and opened his mouth.
"This is a good boy. Come on, come on. If you don't understand anything, ask Grandpa Xia."
Xia Weizhang blew his beard and stared.
"Why are you asking me? Can't you tell him?"
Li Zhenzhen is very eloquent.
"I don't understand ancient Chinese, how can I speak it?"
Xiao Qian was unhappy.
I sincerely ask for advice, but you still don’t want to give me any advice?
Are you kidding me?
"Grandpa, you are the founding father of the country, how could you not understand?"
Li Zhen groaned angrily.
"We didn't rely on this stuff to found our country. During the Jute Riots, I didn't even know the words. Later, I learned all the culture at the Military and Political University."
Xiao Qian was stunned and finally had a clear understanding of the founding fathers.
When he looked at Xia Weizhang again, the old man chuckled.
"My entire life has been dedicated to the music industry."
Yep, if you don’t understand, you don’t understand. What are you talking about so confidently and impassionedly?
