Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 193 Invitation

"Are you looking for me?"

Ling Yun had finished washing, and was sitting in the lounge next to him in casual attire. He had already made tea, and now he handed the teacup to the visitor, signaling him to sit down and chat.

The visitor was about forty years old, wearing black square glasses, wearing a suit, but carrying a briefcase that didn't match well. This outfit was a bit abrupt, and all the cultural atmosphere seemed to be deliberately disguised as a businessman, but this This kind of camouflage is not comprehensive, but like a mix of businessmen and cultural people.

The visitor sat down awkwardly, then immediately stood up and extended his hand to introduce himself embarrassingly.

"Oh hello, my name is Xing Lichun, and I'm the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala."

"Spring Festival Gala? Chief director?!"

Hearing this introduction, Ling Yunteng jumped up from the stool, but soon looked at the other party suspiciously. The other party's clothes seemed to be completely different from what he thought the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala, but after thinking about it carefully, He didn't seem to have seen what the director of the Spring Festival Gala looked like, let alone what the director of the Spring Festival Gala should look like, but in short, he didn't believe that a dignified director of the Spring Festival Gala would travel all the way to visit him in his shop.

Xing Lichun probably sensed Ling Yun's doubts, and laughed at himself.

"Actually, this identity is not a big deal. Every Spring Festival Gala has a chief director in charge. I am only this year's director, and next year may be someone else. The Spring Festival Gala may be sacred to you, but from a professional point of view, The Spring Festival Gala is actually just a program.”

After a pause, he smiled wryly again.

"And... the Spring Festival Gala is basically the big names of the big names, the big names of the big names. As a director, I am really soft-spoken. Many times, they are not as polite or respectful to me as you think."

"Uh...then you are looking for me...?"

"Oh, it's like this. Our annual Spring Festival Gala has been preparing for the program since August, from conception, topic selection, candidate selection, first trial, second trial, final trial to the Spring Festival Gala. This year, we gave a theme of praising the scenery of the motherland. , last month I specially asked a domestic songwriter to compose the song "Ode to the Spring Breeze". I heard you sing "I Will Die To Love" in "My God of Songs", and I thought you were the one I was looking for! So after I found out where you lived, I flew over immediately."

"You mean... let me go to the Spring Festival Gala?"

"It's not letting, it's please!"

Ling Yun was a little pleasantly surprised, but also a little surprised.

Going to the Spring Festival Gala is the ultimate dream for countless people to become famous overnight. He never expected that this dream would suddenly fall on him without having to fight for it himself?
But soon he also sobered up, thinking that this woman is not a liar, right?Tell yourself that you can go to the Spring Festival Gala, and then start asking for various fees to achieve the purpose of defrauding money?

It's no wonder that he was so thoughtful. Before the end of the year, this kind of news broke out every year. Take last year as an example, some people were deceived, and even some actors and stars in the entertainment industry were deceived.

Perhaps seeing Ling Yun's thoughts, Xing Lichun opened the handbag with a wry smile, and found a lot of documents from it.

"This is my work permit, this is the pass for the rehearsal site of the Spring Festival Gala, and this..."

He took out the certificates one by one and asked Ling Yun to check them one by one, but he still couldn't convince Ling Yun. In this day and age, the cost of making false certificates has dropped to 15 yuan each. Cheap.

"How about this? If you are free, you can fly to Beijing with me today. I will take you to our Spring Festival Gala preparation office. Let's meet Teacher Miao first."

"Miao teacher?"

"Oh, it's Miao Xinglin, a domestic songwriter master."

I have heard of Miao Xinglin's name, Ling Yun, who became famous at a young age and wrote countless songs and songs in his life. In the past, when they were studying Chinese songwriting styles in school, there was a chapter dedicated to introducing Miao Xinglin. There is also a sketched illustration of his bust, but I haven't seen it in person.

This is what everyone said, if you doubt it again, then just don't go there.

With half-believing surprise and surprise, Ling Yun finally stood up and shook Xing Lichun's hands, agreeing very readily.

As soon as he agreed, the fat man became depressed.

When I went downstairs with Xing Lichun and was about to leave, I saw Fatty standing at the gate with an electric horn shouting to the crowd waiting outside.

"Everyone, don't worry, our celebrity chef is receiving guests, and we will be officially open soon. Don't mess up those who get the number later, don't jump in the queue casually, everyone can take a photo with the chef, and everyone can taste it. To the love fried rice made by the chef..."

Halfway through shouting, Ling Yun patted his shoulder.

Fatty turned his head and saw Ling Yun grinning at him with his teeth bared.

"I have something to go out."

Fatty thought that Ling Yun would go out for three to five minutes, and he said oh, and gave him an expression of "Don't worry, I'm here", but he didn't expect that Ling Yun's so-called "going out for a trip" was just fucking stupid three days! ! !
These three days were the darkest three days in Fatty's life. Xiaoxiao then showed Ling Yun the statistical data on his notebook. The mother was greeted 10010 times, the mother was greeted 10086 times, and the eighteen generations of the family's ancestors were greeted 10000 times.

The conversation was divided into two parts. Ling Yun followed Xing Lichun and got on the plane to Beijing that day. After arriving at 5 pm, he was directly dragged to the Spring Festival Gala Program Preparation Office.

As Xing Lichun said, although the Spring Festival Gala is a big brand, everything seems to be temporary. For example, the director is temporary, the actors are temporary, and even the preparatory office is temporary.

As the saying goes, there is a lot of vigor and vitality before the performance, and they will disband on the spot after the performance.

While taking Ling Yun in, Xing Lichun introduced him.

"We are temporarily renting a rehearsal venue. When the Spring Festival Gala is over, the preparatory office will be disbanded, so it looks a bit rudimentary, but the sparrow is small and complete."

Pushing open a wooden door, he continued.

"This is mainly the place where the program will be reviewed three times. If it is confirmed that there is no problem, then you can go directly to the Spring Festival Gala stage at the end. This time we are mainly here to try the sound in the sound audition room. A few teachers will come to listen together , if possible, this time the song "Ode to the Spring Breeze" will be sung by you!!!"

Ling Yun waited in the audition room for 5 minutes, and three old men came in with Xing Lichun. The three just nodded to Ling Yun seriously, and then signaled to Xing Lichun that it was time to start.

Ling Yun took a look at the music score and had to say that the song "Ode to the Spring Wind" was very well written.

The tune is melodious and the lyrics are majestic.

"Is it all right?"

(End of this chapter)