CCTV Film and Television Department, Office of the Deputy Director.
Guo Fengyun poured tea for the middle-aged woman in front of him and said with a smile: "Wei Hong, what is your relationship with Zheng Qian? Is it worth waiting for him?"
Wang Weihong is nearly fifty years old and wears ordinary gray casual clothes. If her identity is not specified, no one will know that such an ordinary middle-aged woman has served as the general director of the Spring Festival Gala twice in a row.
Of course, in addition to serving as the director of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, Wang Weihong will also make movies step by step in the past. He is one of the directors of the CCTV Film and Television Department, and is also the vice president of the China Film Directors Association.
"It doesn't matter, I haven't even seen him."
Wang Weihong shook his head: "But this young man is quite outstanding, and he is also a high-profile star in the industry this year. He has a program in the Spring Festival Gala. I couldn't get in touch with him for some reasons. Today, by chance, he is here with you.
Let’s meet.”
Guo Fengyun looked unbelieving. Although Zheng Qian was popular, his qualifications and seniority were too low. How could he be qualified to make a big shot like Wang Weihong wait for him? There must be a reason for this.
However, he was not a meddlesome person, so he personally entertained Wang Weihong, "How are you preparing for your drama? I heard that you have started recruiting actors? Are you feeling pressured?"
"I have had several meetings with teachers who study red studies. The script is almost finished and filming will begin next year."
Wang Weihong picked up the tea and took a sip: "I'm under a lot of pressure. After all, it's a remake of a classic. I can't find a few new-generation actors with aura. The actresses are okay, there are a few good embryos, but
The role of Jia Baoyu is really hard to find. I have searched all over the Chinese and Eastern dramas, but there are not many suitable ones."
Guo Fengyun said with a smile: "That's true. Just the description of Jia Baoyu's appearance in the book is a big problem. The original text seems to say that he is so handsome that he almost doesn't look like a boy. His face is bright and radiant. Listen to it, the description is the same.
Like a fairy, Jia Baoyu in the version of "Red Mansions" directed by Jiang Jike is hard to replace in the audience's mind."
Wang Weihong nodded: "So, a classic is a classic. If you want to take it to the next level, it's even more difficult. We don't even have the actors together right now. I'm afraid it will take some time to get everything ready to start filming."
Guo Fengyun suggested: "Don't limit the scope to mainland universities. You can also try to contact the new generation of actors in Hong Kong and Taiwan. There are also many outstanding actors in overseas Chinese circles. If it doesn't work, you can let Zheng Qian go. I
This kid looks pretty handsome, but his muscles are a bit showy, but he used to be skinny and had a feminine temperament..."
When Wang Weihong heard this, he was immediately surprised. He had seen Zheng Qian's photos. He is indeed outstanding in appearance among the new generation of domestic artists, and he is very popular at the moment, but...
"But he is a singer!"
"Wei Hong, you've lost this information. Do you know that Feng Xiaolong is currently preparing a new movie?"
""A World Without Thieves"?"
"Yes, Feng Xiaolong appointed Zheng Qian to play an important role in the movie. This is obviously because he is very optimistic about Zheng Qian's acting skills. Otherwise, with Feng Xiaolong's temper, he would not let anyone ruin his movie."
Wang Weihong was even more surprised. They were all in the same circle. Naturally, they knew that the new drama "A World Without Thieves" that Feng Xiaolong was going to direct had already been prepared and would start filming soon. Unexpectedly, Zheng Qian also played a role in it.
She kept this incident in her mind and prepared to talk to Zheng Qian in detail later.
After all, he is his elder brother. I heard that he is also a close disciple of that boy Lou Ze. They are all in the same circle. In the future, he may not be seen with his head down but his head up, so he should take more care of him.
At this time, Zheng Qian also rushed to the CCTV Film and Television Department.
He had been here before and was familiar with the film and television department. After registering, he arrived at the deputy director's office, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
Zheng Qian pushed the door open and walked in. At a glance, he saw Guo Fengyun sitting at the desk and Wang Weihong sitting opposite him drinking tea.
Although it was his first time meeting him, Zheng Qian recognized Wang Weihong at a glance.
This unshakable momentum, this unchanging expression even as Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, it was not a big man who really couldn't pretend to be so calm, so he immediately stepped forward and announced loudly: "Director Wang, I'm here.
"
Wang Weihong put down the tea cup, stood up and shook hands with Zheng Qian.
Then he looked at Zheng Qian's face carefully.
She compared Jia Baoyu's appearance as a boy in her imagination with Zheng Qian's. Although her lips were red and her teeth were white, Zheng Qian looked too sunny, and he looked like a migrant worker full of infinite longing for a better life.
Compared with the Jia Baoyu series described in the article, it is less feminine and immature.
In terms of age, there is still a slight difference.
Although it can be done with makeup, it also requires the support of Zheng Qian's acting skills.
How is Zheng Qian's acting skills? Wang Weihong didn't have high expectations.
At present, in Zheng Qian, Wang Weihong only feels mature and does not feel the youthful feeling at all.
Not suitable.
She sighed deep in her heart, then smiled and asked Zheng Qian to take a seat.
Before taking his seat, Zheng Qian said hello to Guo Fengyun.
Although he came in a hurry, he still bought two cans of Biluochun on the way. At this time, he put the tea on Director Guo's desk and said with a smile: "Director Guo, I know you like to drink tea. These two cans of tea
My father specially asked me to bring it to you, please try it."
Seeing this, Guo Fengyun nodded with a smile: "Okay, then I will try it and thank your father for me."
Zheng Qian waved his hand and said: "You're welcome. Thanks to your help in connecting with the advertising department last time, otherwise we might not have found a way out until now!"
After Zheng Qian endorsed Duowang Fresh Milk, he needed to place advertisements. With Guo Fengyun's introduction, he had direct contact with the advertising business department of CCTV Comprehensive Channel. The head of the business department looked at Guo Fengyun's face, and the cooperation went smoothly.
Now the commercials have begun to be released on the comprehensive channel, but they have only been released for two days. It is not yet known whether they have any effect on promoting product sales.
However, after the new packaging was adopted, when Zheng Qian appeared on the new packaging of the product, the orders from dealers in various channels obviously increased.
This is the star effect.
At this time, Guo Fengyun said a few polite words, then stood up and left, leaving room for Wang Weihong and Zheng Qian to talk.
"You're on stage for a song."
Wang Weihong said straight to the point: "I want you to sing "My Motherland", but I have heard the chorus version of this song, and the chorus has the advantage in terms of momentum. Furthermore, one of the themes of this year's Spring Festival Gala is surprisingly new.
, and "My Motherland" is an old song... Well, I heard that you have composed many popular classics, do you have any self-recommendations?"
Zheng Qian perked up and sat upright and said, "There are many excellent red songs. What kind of songs do you want to hear?"
Wang Weihong frowned.
She was a little dissatisfied with Zheng Qian's confident appearance.
Young people may not practice martial ethics, but they must not be humble.
However, his elder brother Wang Chuanjun held Zheng Qian in high esteem and always loved him.
Wang Weihong endured her temper and prepared to make things a little difficult to polish the young man's virtue: "Let's play a more festive song first."
Zheng Qiandang stood up, straightened his voice, and began to sing. As he sang, he clapped to himself and set the rhythm:
"Hey~~~~The happy gongs and drums beat out the joy every year
Beautiful dance brings joy every day
The paint of the sun paints today’s day red
The flower of life is our smile——"
Wang Wei’s eyes widened, this was so festive!
Some are beyond her imagination!
But she still pretended to be calm. After listening to a short piece of festive singing, she nodded slowly: "Not bad. It seems that your creative ability is indeed great - is it difficult to sing a song that praises the party and the country?"
Zheng Qian was stunned and quickly walked back to his feet: "The report is difficult, please give me a minute to think about it!"
Wang Weihong opened his mouth and said in surprise: "Are you just thinking about it here?"
Zheng Qian didn't speak, he was thinking actively now.
Soon, he was inspired and became active in an instant.
I saw his right arm stretched in front, his left hand holding his waist, and at the same time he took a half step forward and began to rock back and forth. While shaking, he sang loudly:
"Without the Communist Party, There Would Be No New China
Without the Communist Party, There Would Be No New China
The Communist Party works hard for the nation
The Communist Party is dedicated to saving China..."
Wang Weihong was drinking tea. At this moment, she saw Zheng Qian holding her head high, shaking her head back and forth, and the tea in her mouth spurted out. Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough, and when she turned her head, the mist sprayed on the side.
Listening to Zheng Qian's singing, Wang Weihong felt a little dazed...
In an instant, I felt like I was back in the days when I was in college, wearing armbands and carrying flags, shouting slogans in the streets and alleys...
However, compared with the slogans shouted by students back then, these slogans now seem to have the rhythm of life in Zheng Qian's singing, which suddenly made Wang Weihong extremely emotional and deeply touched.
Zheng Qian didn't notice. After performing very seriously, he looked at Wang Weihong again, his eyes full of longing.
"You are quite a talent!" Wang Weihong laughed dumbly.
No wonder Wang Chuanjun treats this kid as a treasure, he hides it so deeply. Today's "exporting it clearly" skill has completely enlightened Wang Weihong. Recalling songs like "My Motherland", Wang Weihong nodded.
Zheng Qian was born to eat this bowl of rice.
This popular song that came out of his mouth seemed to be imprinted in his bones, and the melody and lyrics were both excellent. Even though he had already drafted it, Wang Weihong was very satisfied.
She suddenly changed her mind.
This year, the theme set for the Spring Festival Gala is "The Grand Gala". The Spring Festival Gala directors are required to bring many artists and compatriots from Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan to perform on the stage. The arrangement of the evening party should be majestic, and the program selection should also be performed by Li Qiujing.
Carefully crafted, surprising and new.
Some programs that audiences got tired of watching and listening to in the past do not need to be shown again this year. Therefore, skits, songs, dances and other programs must be original and exposed for the first time.
During this period, Wang Weihong selected a variety of programs from all over the country. It can be said that the variety gradually became fascinating. With the input of many artists, the programs were generally surprising and innovative.
That's all for skits, cross talk, and dance.
In terms of songs, Wang Weihong discovered that the two popular songs that Zheng Qian casually performed at the scene were actually of better quality than the ones she selected. They may be comparable in terms of melody, but in terms of the catchy lyrics and the
In terms of brainwashing and dissemination, it is definitely far behind.
She believes that even before going to bed tonight, when she thinks of this scene, she will instantly think of "Without the Communist Party, there would be no new China" and "Hey~~~~ today is a good day"...
Talent! Definitely a talent!
Wang Weihong changed her previous impression of Zheng Qian and looked at Zheng Qian, her eyes getting brighter and brighter: "Are you busy at work recently? Are you tired?"
This sudden concern made Zheng Qian confused. He hesitated for a moment before saying: "It's okay..."
"That means I'm not tired!"
Wang Weihong said: "I know you have a role in Feng Xiaolong's new play, and you may have other schedules, but I think you still care about the Spring Festival Gala..."
"Yes, I care, very much!" Zheng Qian nodded repeatedly.
Wang Weihong continued: "Everything should focus on the Spring Festival Gala!"
Zheng Qian praised: "Yes, Director Wang, I think so too. Don't worry, as long as you let me go to the Spring Festival Gala, I will definitely give my best performance!"
Wang Weihong smiled.
"What are the names of the two songs you just sang...?"
"Well, "Good Days", "Without the Communist Party, there would be no New China"..."
Wang Weihong nodded: "It is indeed suitable to appear on the Spring Festival Gala, but it is not suitable for you to sing. So, you can write a new song to sing about the motherland!"
Zheng Qian's mouth twitched and he said painfully: "I don't understand what you mean..."
Wang Weihong looked at Zheng Qian and said slowly: "This year's Spring Festival Gala, your group leader will also be on stage. The lyrics and melody of "Good Days" are both good. I am going to let your group leader sing this song. Do you have any opinions?"
"No, no objection..."
Zheng Qian was dumbfounded, why did he bring the group leader here?
"'Without the Communist Party, There Would Be No New China' is not suitable for you to sing alone. I think the chorus version is good. It just so happens that the chorus of the Coal Mine Art Troupe is worried about the performance, so let's sing this song for them!"
When Zheng Qian heard this, he was immediately unhappy. If you accept it to sing for the chorus of the General Political Art Troupe, then that's it. I don't even know this coal mine art troupe. Isn't this a gift for nothing?
He rolled up his sleeves depressedly.
Wang Weihong raised his head: "Any comments?"
Zheng Qian was a little frightened when he was stared directly into those eyes. He scratched his arm decisively and said awkwardly: "No objection. How can I have any objection? It's just that my elbow is a little itchy."
Wang Weihong looked concerned and asked: "Are you allergic? Is it serious? I will take you to the hospital?"
"No, no, thank you, Director Wang, for caring about such a small matter."
Zheng Qian said hurriedly.
He was wondering in his heart, how could such a good-tempered director Wang Chuanjun have such a non-arrogant director sister...
Is it biological?
Wang Weihong explained some more matters about the Spring Festival Gala, then stood up, took out his business card from his bag, and gave one to Zheng Qian: "Okay, let's talk about this. I have explained everything that needs to be explained. This is
My business card has my email address and phone number on it. Please hand the lyrics and music of those two songs to my email address as soon as possible. As for your song, you must also arrange it as soon as possible."
"If you need anything, you can call me directly."
Zheng Qian took the business card with some hesitation.
He wants to discuss copyright fees with Wang Weihong...
Who will settle the bill?
You can't let me go to the group leader to ask for it...
But Wang Weihong didn't seem to have any desire to talk about it. He picked up his briefcase and left the office directly...