Real Scholar System

"Director Wang, how much trouble you have put into this show! Okay, I understand, I'll treat you to dinner after the show. Hang up!"

After Zhang Gang made the phone call, he returned to the piano room and heard that Fang Moyan had already started to practice the music in a decent manner. A small syllable error, already very proficient, Xueba is one step faster in everything.

"Xiao Fang, you entered the role very quickly, not bad, you are indeed my student!"

"I have good news for you guys! The officials of this gala attach great importance to it. It is a rare opportunity for us to perform on the same stage with those big stars."

"Do you know Wang Lufei? A representative of contemporary young directors, and a proud disciple of the National Teacher. He is the chief director in charge of this evening. Also, Yu Xinran, the little fresh meat, will also lead and sing a few songs, and Row the train, run fast, enough fun to wait for a few senior bands, and the city's five-tone theater troupe also has wonderful performances."

"What? Wang Lufei? I like "Touching the Wrong Door" directed by him the most. It's an absolute classic. Yu Xinran, isn't he already confused?" Xinran is very disapproving.

That's right, as a good student in Qidu No. [-] Middle School, I still have my own pursuit of star chasing, and I'm not very interested in little fresh meat actors who don't have much connotation.

Wang Luffy?
Fang Moyan suddenly had a gentle smile in front of him, he is also familiar with him, Wang Lufei has served as the assistant director of the national teacher Zhang Yimou for many times, last time in the filming of "Fantasy King", the two had a period of time The cooperation and getting along have always been very good, like some small details in life are solved by Wang Lufei.

As for Yu Xinran, last time because of the betting on the box office of "Fantasy King", there was a sensational shit-eating incident. Although it was later proved that it was just chocolate like shit, the persona has collapsed.

Unexpectedly, he quietly made a comeback.

"In order to have a good performance, we will go to the scene for rehearsal tomorrow to recharge our energy for the performance in three days."

"Good Mr. Zhang, as long as this newcomer stays in the loop, our performance will be fine."

Sun Bing glanced at Fang Moyan, a little distrustful.

"Haha, Xiao Fang has always been at ease with me. Let's arrange the song a few more times."

"Mr. Gang, you have to let this newcomer practice hard. It's even the first time he's touched the electronic piano. For such a rookie, don't be nervous and turn the piano upside down when you get on stage."

"It shouldn't be so, just let us take care of each other a little bit more, let's cooperate a few times to try the effect."

The three of them rehearsed several classic repertoires of Let the Tiger Return to the Mountain.

Zhang Gang heard that a few syllables had been changed, but he could barely hear it. As a newcomer, this performance was already amazing.

Sun Bing, who played drums, didn't have such a strong sense of sound. Hearing that Fang Moyan played fluently a few times, he accepted this new member of the band.

As the time approaches, the Qidu Ceramic Art Gala is getting more and more popular. The marketing team I found this year is particularly good. I have searched three times for topics related to this gala. I heard that the provincial satellite TV will broadcast it live in person. .

"Director Wang, we need to add another song for the train, don't worry, no money!"

Said the lead singer of Paitrain, who is called Che Zhenyi by industry insiders, and Director Wang of the organizing committee of the party.

"This is not a matter of money or not. After all, the show has already been finalized, and with the satellite TV live broadcast, the schedule is very tight, and two big stars have been airborne, squeezing out two shows. We're already pretty compressed."

"Director Wang, our train band can be regarded as number one. We will sing a few more songs for you for free. This is all for free. Don't you want free gifts?"

"It's really overwhelming." Director Wang smiled secretly, and gave it away for nothing. Isn't it because the popularity of the party is getting higher and higher, and he wants to sing a few more songs to catch the heat?
"Are you sure you can't open it?"

"Mr. Che, this is really embarrassing for me."

"Difficult? Then I'll tell my uncle to withdraw the capital!"

Che Zhenyi threatened.

Director Wang suddenly frowned. Although he felt that things like investment were not withdrawn immediately, he was afraid of accidents, so he just lowered his head and smiled with him: "Mr. Che, the people who will watch this program have already been determined. Unless you let the people in front compress the time, or squeeze out the time to sing a song."

"What's Fei doing? What kind of band is this "Let the tiger go back to the mountain"? I haven't heard of it at all, just pick him up. Look at this full-field show. It's just such an amateur band, which has lowered the level of the show."

"This is an experienced band in Qidu City. The main creator is a Chinese teacher. As for the guitar, drummer, bass, and keyboard, they are all played by high school students."

"What kind of senior band, you small place can treat Yuan Datou as an antique! Listen to me and withdraw their show."

"Mr. Che! Let the Tiger Go Back to the Mountain band still has a huge audience in our city of Qi, and is very popular with the common people, so they were removed rashly..."

"A band composed of teachers and students, isn't this a layman? It's really playing the piano! It's not doing business properly! Withdraw, immediately withdraw! Otherwise, I will go to director Wang Lufei! I have some friendship with him."

Che Zhenyi discovered such a soft persimmon like letting the tiger go back to the mountain, and of course he had to pinch it when he wanted to gain more time on stage.

"This... I need time to coordinate."

On one side is an old band lining up the train, and Party A’s father is still his uncle, and on the other side is a small amateur band, a teacher and a few students entertain themselves.

Which is more important and which is less, anyone knows how to choose, let alone an old fritter like Director Wang!

This time the party is held in Qidu Stadium, a large venue that can accommodate 5 people, with first-class sound and lighting.

Zhang Gang brought Fang Moyan and Li Bing to the venue to prepare for the on-site rehearsal. The director Wang Lufei is someone who has seen big scenes. This kind of small party is a piece of cake for him, but he is very dedicated, and the party will be held in three days That's right, he just called these performers to the live rehearsal, in order to present a wonderful performance by then.

Fang Moyan glanced at Wang Lufei from a distance, but didn't come forward to say hello. He was too busy and surrounded by five or six assistants, and Fang Moyan himself was only helping to play the electronic piano, the most important thing was to participate.

"Dad! My classmates and I have already told you that there will be your show this time, and many of them have grabbed tickets to the show, so we will come to cheer for you then!"

A primary school student said to Zhang Gang that it was his youngest son Zhang Ruize.

"Good son! You tell your classmates that anyone who snatches tickets, I will reimburse you with the ticket stubs!"

Zhang Gang picked up his son, stroked his head, and said dotingly.

"Really? A ticket is not cheap! There are 51 tickets."

"Your father will do what he says!"

At this time, Zhang Gang didn't know that the program of letting the tiger go back to the mountain was taken down by the organizing committee and the director.

"Mr. Zhang Gang, it's not that I'm not mean enough, it's just that I can't control the program list! I'm sorry, Lao Zhang, your program can't be on."

Director Wang told Zhang Gang the sad news in a tactful way.

Zhang Gang, who was rehearsing, was stunned.