Take a look at the end credits of the music video for the four movements of the "100-Year Period of Destruction" series and look at the new information released by Silver Wing.
Was there a difference?
Was there?
Wasn't it just the addition of a composer and arranger for the four movements of the "100-Year Period of Destruction" series?
"Too treacherous. I waited here early in the morning after hearing the news yesterday. Never did I expect to be made a fool of!"
"Exactly, they are obviously playing with us. This is not much different from the credits at the end of the music video."
But this was not the end. The subtitles scrolled up to reveal a more detailed list of people who had contributed to the Polar Light project, such as mixing, classified arrangement, recording, harmony, consultants, and so on. The names of those who had contributed to the entire Polar Light project were listed in descending order.
"Why are the symphonic music mixers and electronic music arrangers also listed as Fang Zhao?"
"There is only one consultant? Fang Zhao? "
Do you think we will believe that?
Haha...
I! We! No! Believe!
"Is there a problem with the producer, composer, arranger, and consultant?"
"What about the legendary consultant team? Why is there only one person? "
"My guess is that Silver Wing purposely found a few people with the same name. Yes, that must be it. Hahaha, I am so smart. Otherwise, how could they all display the same name?! "
The media outlets that had been excitedly preparing for the headlines were stunned. This... How were they going to write a press release?
Was Silver Wing playing around so early in the morning?
Qian Cheng, chief editor of Qi'an City's popular Prairie Fire, was tapping his fingers as he looked at the screen in silence.
"Boss, what do we do? Should we release one first? I think someone has already released one, "a staff member beside him said.
Qian Cheng looked at the information his staff had sent him. It was filled with all sorts of news from other Yanzhou media outlets. Regardless of whether it was true or not, it was all nonsense. There was doubt, ridicule, and conspiracy theories. They were ready to set the pace at a moment's notice.
"Wait a minute." Qian Cheng tossed the information aside. Their Prairie Fire was not like those short-sighted small media outlets. Even though they would spout nonsense at times, they had to make it attractive. He also knew that even more people were waiting for their report, so he definitely could not let this bomb that Silver Wing had thrown get messy.
Two minutes later, Qian Cheng received two messages. A smile appeared on his serious face as he forwarded the two messages to his editor.
"You can send it now!"
In the outside world, many people were indeed jolted awake by Silver Wing's news early in the morning. However, at this time, they still believed in "Prairie Fire."
While other small and medium media outlets were making a racket, "Prairie Fire" was still biding its time. Soon after, an official announcement was made that quoted Yanzhou Music Association vice-president Dina's new developments.
The time Dina had posted this status update was exactly two minutes after Silver Wing had dropped the "bomb."
Dina: "When the second movement was released, I mentioned that there was a very good symphony mixer and electronic music arranger behind the scenes. Also, I didn't recognize the work of any of my peers. I was very curious and asked many people, but I couldn't get an answer. Until yesterday, when I learned the truth from Ming Cang.
I always thought that the mixer and arranger behind the scenes were two seniors in the industry, but now it seems that not only are they the same person, but they are also a young man who graduated less than a year ago. The younger generation will surpass the older generation! "
The people who read the news were momentarily confused.
"What's going on?"
"Dina wouldn't go so far as to use Silver Wing to dupe people, right?"
Amid the heated discussion, "Prairie Fire" followed up with another quote, but this time, it was not Dina's status update, but Ming Cang's.
Ming Cang posted a photo of him and Fang Zhao before he left Silver Wing. Below the photo was a caption: "I met my benefactor. Just as I said two days ago, he is indeed a surprising and admirable person."
"The person standing beside Ming Cang in the photo is Fang Zhao? The Fang Zhao in the caption? "
"That's him! I graduated in the same year as him. I can prove it! "
Prairie Fire's two consecutive pieces of news made many people hesitate.
Both Dina and Ming Cang had said so. As the two vice-presidents of the Yanzhou Music Association and authoritative figures in the Yanzhou music industry, they wouldn't lie, right?
"Does that mean it's true? It really isn't a combination of people with the same name? "
"Is Silver Wing's virtual project producer really the Fang Zhao in the music video caption? Composing, arranging, mixing, consulting... I heard he was the one who finalized Polar Light's image, right? "
"Wow — that's scary!"
Outsiders might have just joined in on the excitement and gossip, but after receiving confirmation from two authoritative figures in the music industry, they would only think, "Wow, this guy is really something." But people in the music industry were shaken. Because they knew how difficult it was, they found it hard to believe.
"Prairie Fire" had previously speculated that Silver Wing's project had to have a powerful and famous consulting team behind it, but now it seemed like they were wrong.
Professor Bradley from Yanzhou University's School of History, who specialized in the Period of Destruction, had been invited to critique the first movement of "Prairie Fire," as well as researcher Kou Da from the Yanzhou Academy of Science, who studied mutated organisms during the Period of Destruction, had expressed their desire to discuss academia and life with this multi-tasking young consultant.
Professionals in the music industry also found it hard to accept.
"The influence of the movement, it's as if he's really stepping into that era. That kind of strong foundation, is it possible for a young man who just graduated?!"
It wasn't just the people who found it hard to believe. As early as the first movement, even head of Silver Wing's arrangement department, Ya Erlin, thought Fang Zhao was a monster.
Before recording, Fang Zhao had been studying the interesting electronic sounds and melodies of the New Era. He had also studied all the human voices during the early stages of the recording. He wasn't familiar with the computer technology of the New Era, so Fang Zhao had guided the electronic arrangers on how to make the virtual instruments produce the electronic sounds he wanted. Every movement had hundreds of tracks of virtual instruments and audio. Fang Zhao was a symphony mixer and electronic arranger, yet he had completed the movement perfectly.
At the same time, Silver Wing's former virtual project manager Glifetz, who was recuperating in Jinggang, had fallen ill again.
Reality was the best wake-up call. By the time Glifetz learned the truth from an insider, he had already given up on the idea of returning to Silver Wing. He had been trying to adjust his mindset, but when he saw the news and the truth, he was once again dealt a heavy blow.
Of course, there were inevitably some dissenting voices.
"I've analyzed Fang Zhao's previous works, and they weren't of this style. Therefore, I still have reservations about Fang Zhao's identity as the composer of the '100-Year Period of Destruction.'"
"Maybe there's some big news brewing here."
"Has anyone investigated Fang Zhao's background? As for getting Dina and Ming Cang to protect him? "
"Hehe, My Dear," which had previously appeared on the New Newcomer Chart, might have been liked by some people. However, in the eyes of professionals, it was lacking in many ways. It was too different from the four epic movements of the "100-Year Period of Destruction" series. There was no comparison.
"I can't deny it. Although I've heard that Fang Zhao had pretty good grades in university, Qi'an Academy of Music has a lot of top students. His previous works don't look like much."
The students of the Qi 'an Academy of Music were quick to respond to these doubts.
"Heh, some people are just like that. They don't even listen to other people's explanations. They put on an attitude that says, 'I don't care, I definitely can't do it, so you definitely can't do it either. There must be something wrong with you.' They even think that they're being reasonable. Idiot — "
"Nowadays, popular music styles are different from symphonic structures, but composing is just like cooking. One dish might not be your forte, but another dish can be made to the level of a grandmaster. Perhaps Fang Zhao has just found a path that belongs to him? In the art world, this sort of thing is common. Don't be so surprised! "
"Composing and inspiration, as well as enlightenment, is a very mysterious thing. You might be at a loss one moment, or you might be bursting with inspiration the next. Don't look down on anyone. There are still geniuses in this world. It's just that some were discovered early, while others took their time to shine. "
The debate over whether Fang Zhao was the original composer of the "100-Year Period of Destruction" series was still raging online. Silver Wing was happy to see it. As long as there was a topic, it was a good thing. They naturally had ways to get people to vote.
However, Fang Zhao had not been at Silver Wing for the past two days. There was no need for him to personally attend to company matters. Furthermore, there were often people camping near the company. Some were waiting for other celebrities, while others were waiting for the latest hot topic.
In the past, Fang Zhao did not have much of a reputation. Even if his name was on the marquee, no one would come looking for him, and he would not be afraid of being recognized. But now, if he were to take the public train, it would be a little troublesome. The spread of information on the internet was very fast.
Silver Wing had assigned him a special car with a dedicated driver. Now, he did not go to the company. Every day, he would take the car from his residence to Xue Jing's house.
Fang Zhao left home a little early that day. On the way to Xue Jing's house, he asked the driver to drive him to a shop. He did not have his notebook. When composing, he was still used to using paper notebooks to write drafts. He did not have to worry about the paper being stolen. When he composed, he used a self-created "password." Other than himself, no one could understand it.
Xue Jing introduced him to a shop that specialized in handwritten notebooks. Many composers with similar habits loved paper. Although it was expensive, it was comfortable to use.
Inside the antique shop, the middle-aged owner was humming a tune as he watched the latest entertainment news. When Fang Zhao entered the shop, the news just happened to have Fang Zhao's photo posted. It was a graduation photo from Qi'an Academy of Music.
The owner glanced at Fang Zhao, then back at the person on the screen. He gave Fang Zhao a friendly smile. "Welcome."
There were too many people who came to the shop to purchase paper notebooks. Among them, there was no lack of great masters. Thus, when the owner saw Fang Zhao, he was momentarily surprised, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Feel free to look at any kind of notebook you like. There are samples and pens on the side. You can try them out yourself."
Fang Zhao did not have strict requirements for paper. He selected a few that Xue Jing had recommended, paid the bill, and left.
However, he ran into some trouble as he left the shop. He had been blocked.
Fang Zhao looked at the people surrounding him in silence. His first reaction had been to pull out his gun. Luckily, he had not sensed any killing intent and remembered that this was not the end of days, so he had endured it.
"Hello, I am an intern from the music section of 'Prairie Fire.' Mr. Fang, may I know your opinion on the doubtful voices these past two days? Is there any other proof that you are the original... original composer of the four movements of the '100-Year Period of Destruction'... "
The person asking the question met Fang Zhao's emotionless eyes and stammered.
Even though there was no obvious anger, the person could not help but feel diffident. His voice also stuttered to a halt. It was as if a gun had been pointed at his head. The person's hand on the car door trembled, but he retracted it under Fang Zhao's gaze.
Fang Zhao stood in front of the car door and scanned the three people surrounding him. Two guys and a girl. They looked to be in their early twenties. They were probably interns who had entered the company before graduating.
It was early February, and the weather in Qi'an City had not been good recently. The temperature was low, and the wind was quite strong. The three of them did not have much insulation, and their noses and faces were red from the cold. The girl beside them even sniffled.
Fang Zhao thought for a bit, then fished out a card and handed it to the person who had just asked the question.
"Take it back and film it. Remember to send it to Silver Wing after you finish."
After saying this, Fang Zhao got into the car.
The driver hurriedly drove off. He had not expected that there would be people waiting for Fang Zhao here. Fang Zhao was not a singer or movie star. Why was there already so many people watching him?
After the car left, the three people blocking Fang Zhao at the entrance stamped their stiff feet and looked at the card Fang Zhao had left behind.
"F * ck!"
After seeing the picture on the card, the person's hand trembled and almost dropped the card. He hurriedly tightened his grip.
"This, this, this... is this real?!"
"Fire... fire..."
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