Chapter 037 A New Era of Blossoms
Chapter 037 A New Era of Blossoms
As evening fell, after stamping the last seal, Yang Du walked out of the school gate and called Yuan Xiuqing, giving her a general account of what had happened in the conference room that afternoon.
On the other end of the phone, even Yuan Xiuqing, who was used to the ups and downs of the entertainment industry, couldn't help but gasp.
"You mean you just went to get a stamp, and then casually got the closing song for CCTV's Children's Day Gala sorted out?"
Yuan Xiuqing's voice was filled with unbelievable surprise.
As a seasoned agent, she was all too aware of the value involved.
"Boss, we've finally gotten to the mainstream circle. Many newcomers, or those short-sighted agents who only focus on immediate profits, always feel that taking a job without getting paid is a loss."
"However, in this circle, there is something more important than money—political correctness and official endorsement."
In an era where traffic can be faked, data can be inflated, and even airport pickups can be paid out, CCTV's cameras and official recognition have not yet been corrupted and are something that capital cannot buy.
"This is a super exposure platform covering 1.4 billion people nationwide. Although the Children's Day Gala is supposed to be for children, won't parents watch it with them on Children's Day?"
"With this official halo, your style and status will be elevated instantly. It's an invisible resource that no amount of capital can buy even with tens of millions in public relations fees."
Yang Du understood this principle, so he agreed to Huo Xintong's request without hesitation.
Yang Du hailed a taxi, gave them the address, and continued speaking to Yuan Xiuqing, "However, I have a different thought about 'Songs and Smiles'..."
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In late May, the weather in Beijing was already quite hot, and Yang Du finally finished recording the vocals for "Painting Heart" on the 30th.
Before we knew it, it was Children's Day.
Today is Children's Day, which belongs to all children in the world, and it is also the day that Yang Du officially moved out of the Orange Garden No. 1 Building.
Yang Du's career has now officially taken off. Not to mention that he often has to meet and discuss with Jin Shi, the film crew, and Yuan Xiuqing, his identity as Yang Dudu, a blogger of emotional literature, means that he can no longer live a peaceful life as an ordinary college student in the boys' dormitory.
The school and department were very tolerant and even pleased with Yang Du moving out.
Art colleges have inherently unique characteristics.
Institutions like the Beijing Conservatory of Music, the Central Conservatory of Music, and the National Academy of Chinese Theatre Arts ultimately aim to supply talent to the entertainment industry or cultural industry, and their management of students has always been polarized.
If you're just coasting through the days, the attendance checks will make you question your existence, and failing courses will be excruciating.
However, if you can land a legitimate business deal outside based on your real skills and make a name for yourself, then you will become the academy's living advertisement and have a smooth path ahead of you.
For students majoring in composition, acting, and directing, the work itself is the most perfect graduation exam.
As for whether or not we attend those basic theoretical courses, the department and teachers will never force us to be in the classroom to show up.
Two o'clock in the afternoon, downstairs in Building 1 of the Orange Garden.
"Commander! Will we ever see each other again? How can I live without you, Commander—"
Zhao Yiren dragged a suitcase and ran towards the ride-hailing car in a flamboyant manner, while sobbing uncontrollably.
Students and young couples passing by cast curious and surprised glances at them, whispering among themselves.
Yang Du had just put a cardboard box into the trunk of his car when he heard this noise and jumped in fright.
His habit of feeling embarrassed for others kicked in again, and he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground right then and there.
"Shut up!" Seeing Zhao Yiren still shouting, Yang Du rushed forward and covered his mouth. "Keep your voice down. Is this something to be proud of? You may be shameless, but I am!"
Liu Ji and Zhou Feng, who were also helping with the luggage, were speechless. They tacitly avoided Zhao Yiren, pretending to be strangers who didn't know him.
"Waaah... Let go..."
Zhao Yiren broke free from Yang Du's grip, grinned, stuffed his suitcase into the trunk, clapped his hands, and then put his arm around Yang Du's shoulder, patting him twice.
"But speaking of which, Commander, we brothers all put in a lot of effort today, and we're not getting a decent meal tonight. This isn't over yet."
"Not just one meal, two meals are no problem." Yang Du opened the car door and shoved the clown inside. "As long as you stop acting crazy right now."
night.
Inside a private room at a well-known chain hot pot restaurant called Lao Yi Lao near the Beijing Concert Hall, the air was steaming.
The red and white hot pot was bubbling enticingly, and the table was laden with various ingredients such as fatty beef, crispy fried tofu skin, tripe, and duck blood.
Around eight o'clock, Yang Du picked up the remote control next to him and switched the TV on the wall, which he had always used as background noise, to CCTV-14.
On the screen, accompanied by the host's enthusiastic smiles and joyful songs, the "Flowers Bloom in the New Era" - National Children's Art Gala for June 1st officially began.
Zhou Feng, who was just picking up a piece of tripe with his chopsticks, exclaimed in surprise, "Commander, I didn't realize you were so childlike, actually watching the Children's Day Gala."
Zhao Yiren also laughed and said, "That's what you call staying true to your original aspiration. But to be fair, the stage design for the Children's Day gala now is much better than what we had back then."
"Come on, guys," Liu Ji raised his glass, "May you all have many more Children's Days to come!"
To be honest, although it was a children's gala, it not only incorporated large-scale song and dance performances, Chinese martial arts, traditional opera, and situational dramas, but also featured intangible cultural heritage displays and the latest interactive technologies.
Yang Du had only intended to wait for the final performance by the Beijing Conservatory of Music Affiliated Primary School Choir, but ended up watching it with great interest for over an hour while eating hot pot with his three roommates.
As time went by, the party gradually came to an end.
Female host: "Time flies, it's almost time to say goodbye to our fun time tonight."
Male host: "On this festival full of innocence and joy, on this dazzling night that belongs to children, let us send our best wishes, the most beautiful songs, and the purest smiles as a special gift to every child and adult in front of the television."
The two announced in unison, "Next, please enjoy the chorus 'Singing and Smiling'!"
As soon as the words were spoken, a light, lively, and sunny accordion prelude, accompanied by crisp piano notes, swept through the entire studio like a refreshing breeze, reaching every household.
At the same moment the intro begins, an information panel surrounded by flowers and balloons slowly appears in the lower left corner of the television screen.
"Songs and Smiles"
Performed by: Beijing Conservatory of Music Affiliated Primary School Children's Choir
Lyrics by Yang Du
Composer: Yang Du
Those unfamiliar with the name Yang Du might mistake it for a name that is the same as someone else's, but the fact that it is affiliated with the Beijing Conservatory of Music makes things instantly clear.
"Damn it!" Zhou Feng finally understood why Yang Du had switched the TV to CCTV-14. "Governor, you're showing off again! I'll fight you to the death! We'll at least have another meal together to make a quick buck!"
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