"Director Li."
When he arrived at the hotel, as soon as he got out of the car, Fang Qiu saw Director Li Huawen standing at the entrance of the hotel, waiting to welcome him. He quickly trotted all the way to greet him.
"You're finally here!"
Seeing Fang Qiu, Director Li Huawen immediately smiled with satisfaction. He said with a smile, "You've made me worried."
"What's wrong?"
Fang Qiu was stunned.
"Well, let's go in first."
Director Li Huawen patted Fang Qiu on the shoulder and said, "I've booked a VIP box in the restaurant. The food is ready. Let's talk while we eat."
"Director Li, you're too polite."
Fang Qiu said with a wry smile, "I should have invited you. You're the one who troubled me when I went on the variety show."
"You have a conscience, boy."
Director Li Huawen smiled and pulled Fang Qiu into the VIP box in the hotel restaurant.
As soon as they arrived.
The waiter immediately began to serve the dishes.
The two of them chatted while eating.
"This is the outline of the program of the Spring Festival Gala. There are several major items. You can choose one first."
Director Li Huawen didn't hesitate. As soon as the food was on the table, he immediately took out a program list and handed it to Fang Qiu. He said directly, "There are several major items, such as skit, magic, singing, dancing, and so on. Choose whichever one you think is suitable for you."
Choose one?
Fang Qiu was stunned.
Why did he choose one?
What kind of treatment was this?
This treatment was a bit scary!
The point was that he hadn't decided whether to go on the show or not!
In fact, he was more inclined to not go on the show.
Fang Qiu quickly pushed away the program list, looked at Director Li Huawen with a wry smile, and said, "Director Li, I haven't agreed yet, have I?"
"Why are you so polite to me?"
Director Li Huawen didn't seem to understand what Fang Qiu meant. He said generously, "Don't be reserved. I think you're better at singing."
"Director Li."
Fang Qiu pursed his lips with a bitter face and said, "I know how great the Spring Festival Gala is. Many people dream of going on the Spring Festival Gala, but I've promised my parents that I'll go back to my hometown to accompany them this New Year. How about I don't go on the show?"
"What are you talking about?"
Director Li glared at him and said, "What? Are national affairs not as important as your family affairs? There are so many people watching the Spring Festival Gala, yet they can't compare to your small family? "
"Filial piety is the most important of all virtues."
Said Fang Qiu.
"National affairs are the most important, and the audience is our parents!"
Director Li Huawen refused to budge.
"Director Li, you can't do that."
Fang Qiu said with a wry smile, "I'm really not prepared, and I've never thought about going on the Spring Festival Gala. I'm a little scared on such a big stage. Could you let me go?"
"No!"
Li Huawen shook his head and refused.
How could he allow Fang Qiu to refuse? This was one of the few highlights he had prepared for the Spring Festival Gala.
And it was one of the bigger ones.
This was his first time hosting the Spring Festival Gala, so he had to give a satisfactory answer!
"I know what you mean. I know you want to spend the New Year with your parents, but have you ever thought that you are not an ordinary person? The burden on your shoulders is heavier than that of an ordinary person!"
"I know, but …"
Fang Qiu was very depressed. He didn't expect that after Li Huawen failed to use force, he began to understand and reason with him.
"No buts."
Without giving Fang Qiu a chance to speak, Director Li Huawen immediately continued to attack, "You are a Chinese Medicine doctor, a very famous Chinese Medicine doctor not only in the country, but even in the world. What kind of industry is Chinese Medicine?"
"It's a service industry that saves lives and heals the wounded!"
"So, your job is to serve the public. Relieving pain is one thing, and bringing joy is also something you should do. You can't just be merciful!"
Speaking of this.
Li Huawen paused, took a sip of water, and continued to fire, "Why do you go on the variety show? Isn't it to expand your influence and thus the influence of Chinese Medicine?"
"Compared with variety shows, the level of the Spring Festival Gala is at the top of the pyramid!"
"So I asked you to go on the Spring Festival Gala. The purpose is that I hope you can serve all the audience and let them have a good Spring Festival. At the same time, on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, you can also expand your influence. The effect of the last Spring Festival Gala is better than that of ten variety shows. At least one billion people in the country will know you. As long as you perform well enough, at least half of them will take the initiative to get to know you."
The more Director Li Huawen said, the more he felt that he was in the right state.
It was like a reincarnation of Zhang Yi!
"That is to say, if 500 million people get to know you, 500 million people will know that you are a Chinese Medicine doctor. And then at least ordinary people among 500 million people will pay attention to some of the great things you have done, and then be conquered by your powerful Chinese Medicine strength, and finally recognize Chinese Medicine!"
"Isn't this what you have always wanted to do?"
After that.
Director Li Huawen looked at Fang Qiu with a look of surprise.
In his heart, he praised his long speech just now.
Why was he so quick-witted and talented?
After hearing this, Fang Qiu gave a wry smile.
"Although that's what I said, I really have my own difficulties. Director Li, don't force me." He had already thought about this himself.
Going on the Spring Festival Gala could indeed expand his influence and that of Chinese Medicine.
But the two were not proportional. Going on the Spring Festival Gala would expand his personal influence at most, while Chinese Medicine was almost non-existent. At most, it would expand his identity as a Chinese Medicine doctor.
People would only think that he was versatile, not how powerful and great Chinese Medicine was because of the Spring Festival Gala.
Therefore, why should he go on this stage where no mistakes could be made?
"Okay, I won't force you."
Director Li Huawen sighed softly, shook his head, and said with regret, "Let's let the audience choose. I'll make a separate vote to see if they support you to go on the Spring Festival Gala. Anyway, there are still more than 20 days before New Year's Eve. There's still time. "
His tone was quite regretful, but his eyes were full of ridicule as he looked at Fang Qiu.
Fang Qiu was speechless.
Vote?
That was because everyone wanted to watch the fun. Every vote was accurate!
"What do you think?"
Director Li Huawen said in a voice full of respect for the Spring Festival Gala, "The Spring Festival Gala is a big stage for all Huaxia people to enjoy, so the people on the Spring Festival Gala should naturally be chosen by everyone. If they don't choose you, I have nothing to say. But if they choose you …"
"All right."
Fang Qiu was speechless and helpless. He gave a wry smile, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'll go!"
They had even used a separate vote. What else could he do?
He was determined to go on the Spring Festival Gala!
"That's right!"
Director Li laughed and said, "Let's see. Which one do you want to choose?"
After that, he quickly pushed the program list to Fang Qiu.
Fang Qiu had no choice but to pick up the program list and read it carefully.
After reading it once, he found that he was a layman in both skit and crosstalk. If he went on the stage, he would be a hindrance to professional comedians.
So he decisively passed the program, which was easier for him to play a supporting role.
After choosing for a while, Fang Qiu said, "I don't know anything else. If I have to go, I'll sing."
"Okay."
Director Li Huawen nodded and said, "As I expected, I've already asked someone to write the song you want to sing in advance. Hurry up and eat. After eating, I'll take you to the audition and recording!"
"Written?"
Hearing this, Fang Qiu was speechless and said, "Director Li, are you playing tricks?"
"Haha."
Director Li Huawen chuckled.
"If you're not playing tricks, how can you be on my boat?
Bah!
You're on my sunny path!
"Boy, I'm doing you a favor. The Spring Festival Gala has brought you more than you can imagine."
After the official performance, the two quickly ate.
After eating, Director Li Huawen took Fang Qiu directly into the Central Television building and went to the recording studio on the 15th floor.
And this was also one of his tricks. He had arranged it before.
Seeing that everyone was not surprised by his arrival, Fang Qiu suddenly felt that Director Li's tricks were really deep!
Li Huawen walked to the side and directly took out a list and called it to Fang Qiu, saying, "This song was written for you. See if you can sing it first."
Fang Qiu took it and looked at it carefully. He found that the song was not difficult to sing, so he immediately nodded and said, "No problem."
On the side.
Hearing Fang Qiu's confident answer.
The sound recordist, who had been waiting here for a long time, immediately came over and said with a smile, "Although this song looks steady, it's actually quite difficult to sing. It requires high skills. Ordinary singers don't dare to sing it. Are you sure you can sing it?"
"Yes."
Fang Qiu nodded.
"Well, do you want to go back and practice for a few days first? After you're proficient, you can try and record it."
The sound recordist glanced at the director and asked.
Director Li Huawen was also a little worried.
He had seen how good Fang Qiu was. At that time, he could sing the theme song of the Young Chinese Medicine Doctor perfectly after only listening to it once. It was amazing.
But that kind of finished song was completely different from the song in Fang Qiu's hand, which only had a staff.
How to grasp the change of rhythm, how to sing the song with the charm that belonged to this song, and how difficult the new song was to sing, was not something that ordinary singers could control, not to mention that Fang Qiu was not a singer.
"No, let's get started."
Fang Qiu smiled.
"Get started?"
The sound recordist was stunned.
"Yes."
Fang Qiu nodded with certainty.
"Director Li?"
The sound recordist looked at Director Li Huawen.
"Let's get started."
Director Li Huawen saw the calm expression on Fang Qiu's face, which had been with him on the stage of the Young Chinese Medicine Doctor.
He was always so confident and calm.
And he did do what others could not do.
"Believe in him!"
Director Li Huawen said again.
"All right."
The sound recordist nodded.
He took Fang Qiu into the recording room and told him to sing into the microphone.
Then he came out and turned on the instrument, ready to tune in his heart.
It was not that he didn't believe in Fang Qiu.
It was because this song was really difficult to sing and required high singing skills.
So he planned to help Fang Qiu fine-tune the parts that Fang Qiu couldn't sing, at least to save Fang Qiu's face and give him a perfect template for him to practice.
After all, there were still more than 20 days to practice. As long as he practiced well, he could also go on the Spring Festival Gala.
He was ready for everything.
Through the soundproof glass, the sound recordist made an OK gesture to Fang Qiu in the recording room.
Fang Qiu began to sing.
As soon as he opened his mouth.
The sound recordist was instantly stunned.
He was so stunned that he even forgot about his own work.
He didn't need to tune at all!
Li Huawen's eyes suddenly lit up.
It was really Fang Qiu!
He was still so awesome!
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