The interview with a few core employees of Fiery Bird was broadcasted live around the world. Everyone who paid attention could see it, and the name Fang Zhao also became known to many people. However, not everyone would pay attention to it or investigate it. Only people in the industry would notice it.
"Fang Zhao, not bad!"
Ming Cang was the first to contact Fang Zhao when he saw the interview. Many people said that Ming Cang had become a die-hard fan of Fang Zhao. Most of the messages posted on Ming Cang's social media page were about his son, Ming Ye. At the same time, Fang Zhao was mentioned as well. Therefore, people who were familiar with Ming Cang, whether they were in the entertainment circles or not, would not be unfamiliar with the name Fang Zhao.
"Actually, a few people I know received invitations from Fiery Bird this year, but I never expected that you would be chosen."
After the release of the fourth movement, Ming Cang had gone to Silver Wing to personally thank Fang Zhao. At that time, a friend from the music industry had come over from another continent, saying he had something urgent to discuss with him. Ming Cang had no choice but to leave Silver Wing early and rush home. The friend who had contacted him was one of the people who had received invitations from Fiery Bird this year.
Since they had signed a confidentiality agreement, the other party only told Ming Cang what he could and brought up some of the difficulties he had encountered to discuss with Ming Cang. Even if Ming Cang did not know exactly which scene of the animation was about or what the specific scenes were, he knew how difficult it was to compose a soundtrack. He even invited a few friends who specialized in composing soundtrack for games and movies to discuss it with him. In the end, these extremely influential people in the industry could not even compare to a youngster.
The invitations this year had all been for the soundtrack of a particular scene in the game. Since one had been chosen, the others could not be used.
When he heard the news, Ming Cang was overcome with emotion. At the same time, he felt a sense of pride. Look, this is our Yanzhou kid, and he's still young. Just as Xue Jing, who was compiling teaching materials, had said, the new wave of Yanzhou's music industry could very well be led by youngsters like Fang Zhao.
"Oh, right, Fang Zhao, do you know the Qi'an Faction? I've added you to a group. "
On a global scale, creators would often band together to fight for more resources and opportunities.
Some of these groups were formed with schools as the core, while others were formed by private individuals. Among the more well-known groups, the Qi'an Faction was one of them.
The group that Ming Cang had added Fang Zhao to was the core strength of the Qi'an Faction. There were only 99 people in the group. After Fang Zhao joined, the number reached 100.
They were all from the music circles. One-third of them were people at Ming Cang's level. They were rather famous in Yanzhou's music circles. Even if Fang Zhao did not pay special attention to news in the music circles, he would still find those names familiar. As for the remaining two-thirds, half of them were experienced but not as powerful as Ming Cang and the others, while the other half were youngsters who had already begun to make a name for themselves.
Of course, these youngsters could only be considered slightly famous within the music circles. Compared to the entire entertainment circle or the entire Yanzhou, they were not that famous.
"Woah! Fang Zhao! We should have pulled him in long ago! "a professor who was still teaching at the Qi 'an Academy of Music said excitedly.
"The younger generation will surpass us in time!"
"According to my understanding, Fiery Bird sent out more than 10 invitations this year, right? This time, Yanzhou invited Fang Zhao, and in the end, they still chose him. I really wonder what kind of work it is. " Another person who was no longer teaching in school but had formed his own orchestra to perform all over the world said.
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Only the higher-ranking big shots in the circle were talking. Occasionally, someone in the middle would interject. As for the youngsters at the bottom of the group, no one dared to interrupt.
Fang Zhao was probably the only exception among them.
"Greetings, seniors." In terms of seniority, Fang Zhao was indeed still in the "younger generation," but in terms of influence, Fang Zhao did indeed have the qualifications to discuss with these "seniors."
Not convinced?
If you're not convinced, you can also get an invitation card from Fiery Bird to prove yourself. Or, if you're taking the pop music route, put up the sales volume to slap your face!
Can't produce it?
If you can't produce it, then shut up!
Only by relying on ability could one speak. This was a rule in many industries. Even if you had the seniority, if you did not have the ability, you would still stand at the back, just like those people in the middle of the group.
"I wonder how much Fiery Bird is offering this time. Fang Zhao, is it convenient for you to divulge it?" someone asked.
"I'm also curious. Sigh, I've already interacted with quite a few game publishers and even recommended a few of my students, but until now, there really hasn't been a game publisher like Fiery Bird … so forthright."
If there were any good composing assignments, teachers would give the opportunity to their prized students. For example, if a film production company or a game production company approached those great masters and invited them to produce music for the film or game, but for various reasons, the great masters were unable to compose personally or independently. Thus, they would recommend their own students and gradually push these students to the stage.
This was also what many New Era graduates had experienced.
However, this kind of situation clearly did not apply to Fang Zhao.
Teacher?
He simply did not need the help of a teacher to recommend him, because he had already made a name for himself. With four "epic" movements and the personal approval of Fiery Bird's sound effects team leader, why would he need a referral? Perhaps there would already be people looking for him, right?
However, what everyone was most curious about was Fiery Bird's offer for Fang Zhao.
"I don't need a specific figure, just a rough estimate will do. This place is still considered safe," Ming Cang said. This was also a way of telling Fang Zhao that those who could stay in this group were rather tight-lipped. This kind of thing could be mentioned, because it was also a way of proving one's ability. Not every artist would use their artistic achievements to measure their status.
"Of course, there's no need to force it if it's inconvenient. Everyone can understand," Ming Cang said.
"Yeah, everyone is just curious. We're not forcing you. If you can say it, then say it. If you can't say it, everyone can understand. Everyone has experienced this kind of thing before," a professor from Qi 'an Academy of Music said.
"Right, right, right. I worked with Fiery Bird in the past. For that game that was released 10 years ago, one of my compositions was background music for a half-minute interlude. Back then, they offered me over 10 million. I heard that other people offered even more, such as a longer opening animation or some more crucial interlude. The music that was chosen for those parts were all offered rather high prices. Your situation should be similar to mine. I just want to know, 10 years later, if the price is any different from 10 years ago, "a musician who had already established his own studio said.
"Hey, how do you guys know that Fang Zhao didn't take on a long composition? Even if he can't reach that standard now, who knows, maybe he will be chosen in the future? "someone joked. Of course, they also didn't think that Fang Zhao had been chosen for those long scenes in the game, but joking about it in the group was still fine.
"No problem. If you want to say it, say it. No one can blame you if you don't," the current principal of Qi 'an Academy of Music said. But although that was what he said, in his heart, he was thinking: Fang Zhao's matter can also be considered a kind of political achievement. I can brag to others about this matter for a year. If I know the exact price that Fiery Bird is offering, I can continue to brag about it when I go to other continents to participate in exchanges. Look, a graduate from our school. Less than a year after graduating and already this level. Fiery Bird offered him X million! Impressive, right? Shocking, right? Scared, right?!
Just thinking about it made him excited. The current principal of Qi 'an Academy of Music was secretly excited, looking forward to Fang Zhao's report.
"Game console," Fang Zhao said.
"What?" Ming Cang and the others were at a loss.
"The people at Fiery Bird gave me two choices: money or a game console. I chose the game console," Fang Zhao said.
Then, the group suddenly went cold.
Even Ming Cang, who had been helping to liven up the atmosphere, seemed to have lost his voice.
Fang Zhao didn't break the sudden silence in the group because he had received a call from another continent.
"Su Hou?" Fang Zhao asked in surprise.
"That, I saw Fiery Bird's interview." Su Hou's tone was a little unnatural, a little stiff. "Impressive."
"So?" Fang Zhao didn't believe that the little fatty had called him just for this.
"That … you … are you interested in … investing in the farm?" Su Hou stammered.
"You've met with some trouble?" Fang Zhao asked.
"Cough, a little."
Su Hou had not met with just a little trouble, but rather a rather big one.
In order to compete with his half-brothers and sisters, Su Hou decided to work hard. He had set an ambitious goal for himself — to become the champion of the sheep-herding competition!
Even though 500 years had passed, the effects of the apocalypse still lingered. Every continent had a lot of land that wasn't suitable for farming. Other continents would build other structures on these unsuitable lands, but Muzhou was managed by the Ministry of Land and Resources. Every year, they would release some newly improved land that could be used for farming, and the prize for the champion of the sheep-herding competition was a newly released plot of land!
Su Hou's goal was set "too far." This was the evaluation of everyone who knew what Su Hou was thinking.
The sheep-herding competition had already started for some time. It was too late to participate now, but Su Hou had heard news that a participating farm was up for sale. Thus, Su Hou had hurriedly borrowed money to buy the farm.
He had been cheated.
Who knew who had set this trap, but Su Hou had fallen head-first into it. Not only was there nothing on the farm, even the dog on the farm had been swapped!
Su Hou couldn't bring himself to ask his big brother and mother for help. Most importantly, he didn't want the rest of the Su family to know. Needless to say, if this matter was made public, many people would laugh at his stupidity.
Coincidentally, at this time, he had seen Fiery Bird's interview on the webcast and heard Fang Zhao's name. After checking, he realized that it was the person he had seen at the cemetery. In his agitation, he immediately pulled up his contact number and contacted Fang Zhao.
After listening to Su Hou's simple recount of his encounter, Fang Zhao didn't say anything.
Fang Zhao's silence made Su Hou apprehensive. He was worried that Fang Zhao wouldn't be willing to help, but very quickly, he heard Fang Zhao say, "Sure. I'll help you. "
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