You made me a superstar
Chapter 361 Influence
Chapter 361 Influence
Walking out of the office and coming to the entrance of the company, Zhou Yang saw an old man with gray hair and staggering steps, who walked in step by step carefully with the help of someone beside him.
He greeted him immediately.
"Grandma Zhang!"
The old man also saw Zhou Yang for the first time, and seemed very happy: "I watched a few episodes of the cartoon, it was really well done."
"You have won the prize..." Zhou Yang was flattered for a moment, and then hurriedly led the old man towards the VIP room.
not far away……
Zhang Genshui, who was smoking a cigar carelessly, stood at the entrance of the aisle in a daze, with his mouth wide open in disbelief.
The cigar immediately fell to the ground.
"That, that, that is... Zhang, Grandma Zhang Xia!"
Meng Xu looked at the old man walking in shock and muttered to himself.
The old man also heard his voice, nodded to him, and showed a kind smile.
"Hello."
"Zhang, grandma Zhang..."
Meng Xu was short of breath instantly, and his mind was terribly blank. After hearing the voice, he felt flattered and nodded to the old man again and again.
In a trance...
like a dream.
He watched Zhou Yang lead the old man towards the VIP room.
He pinched his arm violently.
The feeling of pain made him understand that all this was not a dream.
He met the legendary figure.
Ten seconds later, the door of the VIP room was closed, and several bodyguards stood guarding the door.
"This... this, this card is too big..."
Zhang Genshui took a long breath and muttered to himself.
Then he took out his pocket, but after digging for a long time, he didn't find anything. The cigar on the ground seemed to be the last one.
20 years ago.
China's first TV series "On the Water Side" became popular all over the country, making countless viewers sitting in front of black and white TVs burst into tears and couldn't help themselves.
Grandma Zhang Xia, the leading actor of TV news, was already a famous soprano singer, performing artist, and drama master in China before she participated in this "On the Water Side". People's Artist"...
It took more than a year for the TV series "On the Water Side" to invite Zhang Xia.
For more than a year, director Chen Fengshun and producer Li Zhengguo did not know how many times they approached her through their relationship in order to allow her to participate in "On the Water Side". After repeating it over and over again, I finally invited him out of the mountain...
In fact, it proves that the vision of the director and producer is very vicious. Once "On the Water Side" was broadcast, it became popular all over the country. Grandma Zhang Xia's penetrating acting skills not only conquered countless audiences in front of the screen, but also made it a rare drama in the history of Chinese TV dramas. A peak of transcendence has fully affected a generation.
And such a master-level character!
To actually come to find Zhou Yang in person...
How could Zhang Genshui not be shocked?
.....................
The air conditioner was blowing in the VIP room.
Zhou Yang sat opposite Zhang Xia.
Inexplicably, I started to get nervous.
The old man was very talkative, and he had no airs, so he chatted with Zhou Yang about some daily life.
While chatting, they talked about Zhou Yang's grandfather.
Zhou Yang's grandfather was named Zhou Chonghua, and Zhou Yang didn't have much impression of him. He only remembered that he was a soldier. Grandpa Zhou Yang left when Zhou Yang's father was still young.
In his memory, his father rarely talked about his grandfather, only saying that he was a soldier, and then he subconsciously tabooed Mo Shen, stopped talking about anything, and even told Zhou Yang not to mention his grandfather to anyone.
It seems that his grandfather's status is not very respectable. Because of this disrespect, Zhou Yang's family has almost no relatives since he was a child...
"Your grandfather should be a hero, maybe he was misunderstood."
Zhang Xia saw that Zhou Yang's expression was a bit dazed, as if she didn't know who her grandfather was, so she didn't say anything, but smiled.
Zhou Yang nodded, and didn't think much about it, just thought Zhang Xia's words were words of comfort.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xia began to chat with Zhou Yang about the song "My Motherland".
Zhou Yang learned from her mouth that Zhang Xia seemed to be holding a large-scale chorus concert. It was originally scheduled to start in mid-July, but after hearing "My Motherland", she was fascinated by the moving melody of this song. Attracted, she heard feelings from this song, saw the past years, and after listening to it, she instantly realized that this is very likely to be a piece of music that can be passed down and lasted for a long time.
She has listened to it many times, and she can hear different things each time, and she feels admiration and incredible each time.
What amazes me is this song. It is unbelievable that the lyrics and music of this song come from such a young director.
After deliberating for a long time, she finally made a decision to change the original track of the concert to "My Motherland", and planned to come to meet Zhou Yang in person.
When Zhou Yang heard Zhang Xia's intention, he was stunned for the first time, and then he nodded in agreement.
only……
After hearing that Zhang Xia would be the lead singer of the concert, he was indescribably shocked.
Zhang Xia is 80 years old this year.
At the age of 80, he still wants to be able to perform on stage, which is definitely a remarkable thing.
"Although I am old now, I can still sing." Zhang Xia said with a smile after seeing Zhou Yang's bewildered expression.
Zhou Yang was a little embarrassed when he saw Zhang Xia's smile, and then kept shaking his head: "Grandma Zhang, that's not what I meant..."
"It's okay." Zhang Xia smiled.
Time passed little by little.
When the two parties signed the contract and completed the formalities, it was already noon.
Zhang Xia seemed to be very interested in Zhou Yang. Apart from music, she chatted with Zhou Yang about homework.
Inevitably, we talked about Zhou Yang's father, Zhou Yang's time, and Zhou Yang's hometown...
Zhou Yang answered Zhang Xia's words honestly, always feeling that there was a trace of indescribable emotion in Zhang Xia's eyes.
After the two sides chatted for more than an hour, Zhang Xia got up and turned away with the help of her assistant.
Zhou Yang sent Zhang Xia to the door of the company, and seeing the direction Zhang Xia left, Zhou Yang felt inexplicably in a daze.
Carefully recalling the content of Zhang Xia's chat with him, Zhou Yang always felt that she was examining him with a strange look.
........................
How much influence can an animation have?
July eighteenth.
"What time is it now?"
"July [-]th..."
"Is July [-] a holiday?"
"It doesn't seem like a holiday..."
"..."
An Zhibin followed Tang Xiao to the gate of the Martyrs Cemetery.
When he saw a long queue at the door, countless people holding flower baskets and wreaths, An Zhibin even thought he had come to the wrong place.
In his impression, except for the Ching Ming Festival or some specific time, the Martyrs Cemetery is cold.
Although patriotic education has been advocated in recent years, most of it is verbal, and with the invasion of Western culture, some children's worship direction seems to be a little crooked, and they began to become R-book's special animation heroes, become The old and beautiful superman, robot and other fictional heroes were removed. As the textbooks deleted the deeds of some heroes and replaced them with Western "witty little heroes" stories, the martyrs' cemetery became very deserted, and even came to the cemetery on certain festivals. There are very few of them, and most of them are dealing with the tasks of the superiors and taking care of the situation.
This kind of thing seems to have become the norm.
But today...
"They were once the heroes of that era!"
"I still remember that year, in the current Bangzi Country, I saw my comrades-in-arms burnt to bloody blood, clearly enduring the unbearable pain and despair of ordinary people, but they have been lurking all the time, without saying a word..."
"Until, the battle begins..."
When An Zhibin was approaching the martyrs cemetery, he saw a trembling old man in military uniform who was being interviewed by reporters and said these words tearfully.
After finishing speaking, he saluted the martyrs cemetery in the distance. When both sides felt the respect for the old man, they began to give way, but the old man didn't go in, but muttered to himself: "Don't look, don't look Well, there's nothing to see..."
After he finished speaking, his eyes showed nostalgia and sadness.
"There are only a few people lying here, and more people are buried in other places. Some people were blown into powder, pieces of meat. We tried to piece it together, but we couldn't do it..."
After he said these words sadly, tears were streaming down his face, and then he turned around and left the martyrs cemetery accompanied by his family.
After An Zhibin looked at his figure, he felt both disappointed and emotional.
Because he is a member of the military, and he is a soldier, so he and Tang Xiao don't need to line up.
They went in...
In the martyrs cemetery, he saw old men in military uniform saluting to the graves in the distance.
lots of kids...
They are all listening to the old people telling the stories of the past.
Some people are moved, some people seem to understand.
"Those people from "Things About That Rabbit That Year" are lying here!"
"Same as in the photo..."
"Exactly the same!"
A child about ten years old pointed to the distance and suddenly shouted excitedly.
The heroic souls who came back in the animation "Those Things That Rabbit That Year" are buried here, and the photo at the end of the fourth episode of the animation is this place.
This kind of yell seemed a bit abrupt in the overall slightly depressed mood, and it seemed not very polite, but no one blamed him.
More and more people gathered around the place pointed by the child in the photo. Some people picked up their mobile phones to take pictures, but after taking a few pictures, the administrator stopped them and deleted them.
This is truly impolite behavior.
More people looked at the graves silently.
There seemed to be the sound of gunfire in their minds, as well as the shrouded body in horse leather, and the sound of talking and laughing as if death was at home.
Peace……
It's never easy.
..............................
"Can I talk to Mr. Zhou?"
"We are very sincere, and we are willing to spend a lot of money to buy the authorization of "Things That Rabbit That Year"..."
"In fact, we have always been very optimistic about this animation before, but it was delayed because of some things, and Soku took it first..."
"We are really sincere. When we meet, I hope to talk to Mr. Zhou Yang face to face about the authorization of this animation!"
"..."
This era is the era of traffic.
In the era of traffic, every gimmick and every excellent work is a bullet in the gun. Whoever has the most bullets and whose bullets have the most lethality is likely to win the final victory in this war.
When the daily traffic of Soku Video was driven by "Those Things That Rabbit That Year", the number of views in a day was astonishing, and even reached tens of millions in the peak period, many behind-the-scenes bosses of video sites realized that they seemed to be mistaken .
After seeing the news that the martyrs cemetery seems to be extremely lively, and seeing that the major channels of CCTV seem to be showing some wartime movies recently, they understand that "Things About That Rabbit That Year" seems to have caused a storm !
They began to send people to contact Zhou Yang's company and the relevant person in charge of Baofeng Studio, hoping to buy the rights to broadcast "Things That Rabbit That Year".
After learning that "Those Things That Rabbit That Year" was exclusively authorized, they began to regret it...
After some peripherals of "Those Things That Rabbit That Year" appeared...
The annoyance in their hearts became stronger, and they even wanted to slap themselves hard.
no today
(End of this chapter)
Walking out of the office and coming to the entrance of the company, Zhou Yang saw an old man with gray hair and staggering steps, who walked in step by step carefully with the help of someone beside him.
He greeted him immediately.
"Grandma Zhang!"
The old man also saw Zhou Yang for the first time, and seemed very happy: "I watched a few episodes of the cartoon, it was really well done."
"You have won the prize..." Zhou Yang was flattered for a moment, and then hurriedly led the old man towards the VIP room.
not far away……
Zhang Genshui, who was smoking a cigar carelessly, stood at the entrance of the aisle in a daze, with his mouth wide open in disbelief.
The cigar immediately fell to the ground.
"That, that, that is... Zhang, Grandma Zhang Xia!"
Meng Xu looked at the old man walking in shock and muttered to himself.
The old man also heard his voice, nodded to him, and showed a kind smile.
"Hello."
"Zhang, grandma Zhang..."
Meng Xu was short of breath instantly, and his mind was terribly blank. After hearing the voice, he felt flattered and nodded to the old man again and again.
In a trance...
like a dream.
He watched Zhou Yang lead the old man towards the VIP room.
He pinched his arm violently.
The feeling of pain made him understand that all this was not a dream.
He met the legendary figure.
Ten seconds later, the door of the VIP room was closed, and several bodyguards stood guarding the door.
"This... this, this card is too big..."
Zhang Genshui took a long breath and muttered to himself.
Then he took out his pocket, but after digging for a long time, he didn't find anything. The cigar on the ground seemed to be the last one.
20 years ago.
China's first TV series "On the Water Side" became popular all over the country, making countless viewers sitting in front of black and white TVs burst into tears and couldn't help themselves.
Grandma Zhang Xia, the leading actor of TV news, was already a famous soprano singer, performing artist, and drama master in China before she participated in this "On the Water Side". People's Artist"...
It took more than a year for the TV series "On the Water Side" to invite Zhang Xia.
For more than a year, director Chen Fengshun and producer Li Zhengguo did not know how many times they approached her through their relationship in order to allow her to participate in "On the Water Side". After repeating it over and over again, I finally invited him out of the mountain...
In fact, it proves that the vision of the director and producer is very vicious. Once "On the Water Side" was broadcast, it became popular all over the country. Grandma Zhang Xia's penetrating acting skills not only conquered countless audiences in front of the screen, but also made it a rare drama in the history of Chinese TV dramas. A peak of transcendence has fully affected a generation.
And such a master-level character!
To actually come to find Zhou Yang in person...
How could Zhang Genshui not be shocked?
.....................
The air conditioner was blowing in the VIP room.
Zhou Yang sat opposite Zhang Xia.
Inexplicably, I started to get nervous.
The old man was very talkative, and he had no airs, so he chatted with Zhou Yang about some daily life.
While chatting, they talked about Zhou Yang's grandfather.
Zhou Yang's grandfather was named Zhou Chonghua, and Zhou Yang didn't have much impression of him. He only remembered that he was a soldier. Grandpa Zhou Yang left when Zhou Yang's father was still young.
In his memory, his father rarely talked about his grandfather, only saying that he was a soldier, and then he subconsciously tabooed Mo Shen, stopped talking about anything, and even told Zhou Yang not to mention his grandfather to anyone.
It seems that his grandfather's status is not very respectable. Because of this disrespect, Zhou Yang's family has almost no relatives since he was a child...
"Your grandfather should be a hero, maybe he was misunderstood."
Zhang Xia saw that Zhou Yang's expression was a bit dazed, as if she didn't know who her grandfather was, so she didn't say anything, but smiled.
Zhou Yang nodded, and didn't think much about it, just thought Zhang Xia's words were words of comfort.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xia began to chat with Zhou Yang about the song "My Motherland".
Zhou Yang learned from her mouth that Zhang Xia seemed to be holding a large-scale chorus concert. It was originally scheduled to start in mid-July, but after hearing "My Motherland", she was fascinated by the moving melody of this song. Attracted, she heard feelings from this song, saw the past years, and after listening to it, she instantly realized that this is very likely to be a piece of music that can be passed down and lasted for a long time.
She has listened to it many times, and she can hear different things each time, and she feels admiration and incredible each time.
What amazes me is this song. It is unbelievable that the lyrics and music of this song come from such a young director.
After deliberating for a long time, she finally made a decision to change the original track of the concert to "My Motherland", and planned to come to meet Zhou Yang in person.
When Zhou Yang heard Zhang Xia's intention, he was stunned for the first time, and then he nodded in agreement.
only……
After hearing that Zhang Xia would be the lead singer of the concert, he was indescribably shocked.
Zhang Xia is 80 years old this year.
At the age of 80, he still wants to be able to perform on stage, which is definitely a remarkable thing.
"Although I am old now, I can still sing." Zhang Xia said with a smile after seeing Zhou Yang's bewildered expression.
Zhou Yang was a little embarrassed when he saw Zhang Xia's smile, and then kept shaking his head: "Grandma Zhang, that's not what I meant..."
"It's okay." Zhang Xia smiled.
Time passed little by little.
When the two parties signed the contract and completed the formalities, it was already noon.
Zhang Xia seemed to be very interested in Zhou Yang. Apart from music, she chatted with Zhou Yang about homework.
Inevitably, we talked about Zhou Yang's father, Zhou Yang's time, and Zhou Yang's hometown...
Zhou Yang answered Zhang Xia's words honestly, always feeling that there was a trace of indescribable emotion in Zhang Xia's eyes.
After the two sides chatted for more than an hour, Zhang Xia got up and turned away with the help of her assistant.
Zhou Yang sent Zhang Xia to the door of the company, and seeing the direction Zhang Xia left, Zhou Yang felt inexplicably in a daze.
Carefully recalling the content of Zhang Xia's chat with him, Zhou Yang always felt that she was examining him with a strange look.
........................
How much influence can an animation have?
July eighteenth.
"What time is it now?"
"July [-]th..."
"Is July [-] a holiday?"
"It doesn't seem like a holiday..."
"..."
An Zhibin followed Tang Xiao to the gate of the Martyrs Cemetery.
When he saw a long queue at the door, countless people holding flower baskets and wreaths, An Zhibin even thought he had come to the wrong place.
In his impression, except for the Ching Ming Festival or some specific time, the Martyrs Cemetery is cold.
Although patriotic education has been advocated in recent years, most of it is verbal, and with the invasion of Western culture, some children's worship direction seems to be a little crooked, and they began to become R-book's special animation heroes, become The old and beautiful superman, robot and other fictional heroes were removed. As the textbooks deleted the deeds of some heroes and replaced them with Western "witty little heroes" stories, the martyrs' cemetery became very deserted, and even came to the cemetery on certain festivals. There are very few of them, and most of them are dealing with the tasks of the superiors and taking care of the situation.
This kind of thing seems to have become the norm.
But today...
"They were once the heroes of that era!"
"I still remember that year, in the current Bangzi Country, I saw my comrades-in-arms burnt to bloody blood, clearly enduring the unbearable pain and despair of ordinary people, but they have been lurking all the time, without saying a word..."
"Until, the battle begins..."
When An Zhibin was approaching the martyrs cemetery, he saw a trembling old man in military uniform who was being interviewed by reporters and said these words tearfully.
After finishing speaking, he saluted the martyrs cemetery in the distance. When both sides felt the respect for the old man, they began to give way, but the old man didn't go in, but muttered to himself: "Don't look, don't look Well, there's nothing to see..."
After he finished speaking, his eyes showed nostalgia and sadness.
"There are only a few people lying here, and more people are buried in other places. Some people were blown into powder, pieces of meat. We tried to piece it together, but we couldn't do it..."
After he said these words sadly, tears were streaming down his face, and then he turned around and left the martyrs cemetery accompanied by his family.
After An Zhibin looked at his figure, he felt both disappointed and emotional.
Because he is a member of the military, and he is a soldier, so he and Tang Xiao don't need to line up.
They went in...
In the martyrs cemetery, he saw old men in military uniform saluting to the graves in the distance.
lots of kids...
They are all listening to the old people telling the stories of the past.
Some people are moved, some people seem to understand.
"Those people from "Things About That Rabbit That Year" are lying here!"
"Same as in the photo..."
"Exactly the same!"
A child about ten years old pointed to the distance and suddenly shouted excitedly.
The heroic souls who came back in the animation "Those Things That Rabbit That Year" are buried here, and the photo at the end of the fourth episode of the animation is this place.
This kind of yell seemed a bit abrupt in the overall slightly depressed mood, and it seemed not very polite, but no one blamed him.
More and more people gathered around the place pointed by the child in the photo. Some people picked up their mobile phones to take pictures, but after taking a few pictures, the administrator stopped them and deleted them.
This is truly impolite behavior.
More people looked at the graves silently.
There seemed to be the sound of gunfire in their minds, as well as the shrouded body in horse leather, and the sound of talking and laughing as if death was at home.
Peace……
It's never easy.
..............................
"Can I talk to Mr. Zhou?"
"We are very sincere, and we are willing to spend a lot of money to buy the authorization of "Things That Rabbit That Year"..."
"In fact, we have always been very optimistic about this animation before, but it was delayed because of some things, and Soku took it first..."
"We are really sincere. When we meet, I hope to talk to Mr. Zhou Yang face to face about the authorization of this animation!"
"..."
This era is the era of traffic.
In the era of traffic, every gimmick and every excellent work is a bullet in the gun. Whoever has the most bullets and whose bullets have the most lethality is likely to win the final victory in this war.
When the daily traffic of Soku Video was driven by "Those Things That Rabbit That Year", the number of views in a day was astonishing, and even reached tens of millions in the peak period, many behind-the-scenes bosses of video sites realized that they seemed to be mistaken .
After seeing the news that the martyrs cemetery seems to be extremely lively, and seeing that the major channels of CCTV seem to be showing some wartime movies recently, they understand that "Things About That Rabbit That Year" seems to have caused a storm !
They began to send people to contact Zhou Yang's company and the relevant person in charge of Baofeng Studio, hoping to buy the rights to broadcast "Things That Rabbit That Year".
After learning that "Those Things That Rabbit That Year" was exclusively authorized, they began to regret it...
After some peripherals of "Those Things That Rabbit That Year" appeared...
The annoyance in their hearts became stronger, and they even wanted to slap themselves hard.
no today
(End of this chapter)
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