The next day.
Early in the morning, Zhang Ye went to the Ministry of Culture.
Concerts were also divided into different levels. The most intuitive level was the venue.
Some of the C- and D-list singers wanted to try out their concerts, especially in a place like Beijing. Generally, a venue with a seating capacity of a thousand was considered good enough. Many of the good venues needed to queue up and be approved, so it was impossible for them to get a chance. Some of the A- and B-list celebrities, or even those who were professional singers, only had the chance to perform in large venues. Only Heavenly Kings and Queens like Zhang Ye, Zhang Yuanqi, and Xu Meilan had the right to perform in a venue with 10,000 people!
Ten thousand?
Fifteen thousand people?
This was almost the limit, the limit!
Higher? A venue for 100,000 people?
No one had ever done it before! I've never even heard of it!
The Olympic Stadium had only been built for a year, and no one had ever heard of renting it to a celebrity to hold a concert. In fact, even celebrities did not even dare to think of going there. Only Zhang Ye dared to think about it, yet this fellow had actually set his sights on the Olympic Stadium. It wasn't that he was brave, but that in Zhang Ye's previous world, such a thing had happened before. In his previous world, the Olympics had been held many years earlier, so it wasn't as if there weren't any celebrities who had held concerts at the Bird's Nest before. Although the two worlds were different, if it was something that could work in his previous world, then logically speaking, it could also be done here.
Therefore, he came in a hurry.
It might not be that easy for others to get into the Ministry of Culture, but it was different for Zhang Ye. He was the executive director of the previous Spring Festival Gala, so he had met too many leaders and gotten to know too many people. There was no need for Old Wu to step in. Zhang Ye could do whatever he wanted here, just like how he did in the SARFT.
In a certain office.
Zhang Ye knocked on the door and came in. "Dean Hu."
Director Hu looked up. "Aiyo, Director Zhang, what brings you here today?"
"I came to see you," Zhang Ye said with a smile.
Director Hu was an experienced man. "Come on, nothing good will come out of your visit. Tell me." He asked him to sit down and called his secretary to pour him a glass of water.
Zhang Ye did not stand on ceremony and said with a smile, "Then I'll say it now. You guys are in charge of the approval of cultural performances, right?"
Director Hu nodded. "It's our responsibility."
Zhang Ye said, "I want to hold a concert."
"Yo, good news." Director Hu smiled and said, "Then why are you looking for me? With Boss Zhang's face, isn't it just a matter of a word in the SARFT? "
Zhang Ye smacked his lips and said, "The crux of the matter is not the approval of the performance, but the approval of the venue."
Dean Hu understood. "The venue? That's no problem. It's no big deal. "He immediately picked up the phone." Tell me, which venue are you interested in? I'll approve it for you now. "
Zhang Ye immediately said, "Oh! Luck! Yes! Arena! "
Director Hu dropped the phone in his hand. "What?"
Zhang Ye repeated his words.
Dean Hu was stunned and reached out his hand to touch Zhang Ye's forehead.
"What's up?"
Director Hu: "I'm checking to see if you have a fever!"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "I didn't have a fever. Can I do it?"
"What can I do?!" Director Hu said, "How dare you set your sights on the Olympic stadium?"
Zhang Ye said, "If sports events can be held there and large-scale activities can be held there, why can't concerts be held there? Weren't they quite free there recently? Rent it to me, and I'll help them generate some income. I have nothing better to do anyway. "
Director Hu was about to faint. "This isn't about generating income at all. Sporting events are sporting events and activities are activities. This is different. This is a commercial performance."
At this moment, a person entered the room.
Director Chen was taken aback. "Eh, Zhang Ye, you're here?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "It's Brother Chen."
Director Chen chuckled and said, "What are you doing here? Are you here for work? "
Zhang Ye said, "Yeah, I'm here to get Old Hu to approve a venue for me. He's being bureaucratic with me."
Director Chen was amused. He looked at Director Hu and said, "Old Hu, you're in the wrong here. Zhang 'er was our old comrade at last year's Spring Festival Gala, yet you're not going to help him with something like this? You're being too unkind. " He then patted himself on the chest and said, "Zhang 'er, you have me, your Brother Chen. I'll approve it for you. Tell me, which venue are you interested in? I can't do anything about Hong Kong, but you can choose any venue in China! "
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Brother Chen is still the most particular. I've set my sights on the Olympic stadium."
Director Chen's legs buckled and he turned around to leave. "Again! See you! "
Zhang Ye hurriedly pulled him back. "What are you doing?"
Director Chen said in a speechless manner, "Old Hu can't help you with this. Who would dare to do it? You're really asking for too much. What kind of place is the Olympic stadium? Why don't you find another venue?"
Zhang Ye sat down on the sofa and shook his head. "I'm only interested in that venue."
Director Hu also said, "I really can't approve it. There's no precedent for this."
Zhang Ye said, "If I go first, wouldn't there be a precedent?"
Director Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Only you would dare to think of something like this!"
An hour.
Three hours.
Five hours.
Looking for connections.
Reasoning.
Talking about the pros and cons.
He spent the entire day at the Ministry of Culture!
The entire Ministry of Culture knew that Zhang Ye was eyeing the Olympic stadium. Everyone was sweating profusely. At first, everyone thought that it would be impossible to get something like this done. If it were a large-scale charity event on an Asian scale, it wouldn't even be a problem for them to give you the venue. But how could a concert be possible?
But at this moment, things took a turn for the better.
A leader of the Ministry of Culture could no longer stand it.
The leader held a meeting and called in Director Hu, Director Chen, and a series of related personnel. They asked how much Zhang Ye had contributed to the nation's culture. Literary novels, calligraphy works, China's heavy metal music, the revival of the Spring Festival Gala, and even the recent rise of China's local animation industry were all initiated by Zhang Ye. It wouldn't be too much to say that Zhang Ye was the new era leader of China's culture, right? How much glory had Zhang Ye won for the country? How much had he done for the culture industry? Didn't he just want to hold a solo concert at the Olympic stadium? Was that too much? Let him do it! I'll approve it! If we can't get the venue, I'll personally ask for it from them!
Zhang Ye still had a lot of face.
Or perhaps it was also because of Old Wu.
The matter was settled just like that. This was supposed to be a huge matter, but with the leader's approval, it became a trivial matter. With the Ministry of Culture taking the lead, the venue was secured by the afternoon of the same day. If it were Zhang Yuanqi, Xu Meilan, or any of the Heavenly Kings and Queens, they wouldn't have approved it.
…
In the evening.
At the studio.
Zhang Ye returned and immediately announced, "We've secured the venue!"
Ha Qiqi was stunned. "What?"
Zhang Zuo said in shock, "How is that possible!"
Zhang Ye smiled and threw a business card to Ha Qiqi. "This is the contact person from the venue. Communicate with him about the concert schedule. The sooner, the better."
Only at this moment did everyone believe it!
Instantly, crazy screams rang out in the studio!
"Holy shit!"
"Are you serious?"
"We're going to hold a concert at the Olympic stadium?"
"Heavens, this concert is going to be a little big!"
How was it just a little big?
This was the largest concert venue in China!
It was also the largest concert venue in all of Asia!
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