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Seeing the two left excitedly, Chen Fang said to Cheng Li who was still sitting next to him: "If their project can be divided into education and tutoring, it should still have some prospects."

Cheng Li held up the wine glass and looked at Chen Fang and said, "There are several institutions doing online education now, including New Oriental, who are considering intervening. They are a little late to start at this time. And I am willing to talk to them mainly because they are also talents and young people are motivated. The one named Zhang Yi graduated from Shanghai Jiaotong University and got a full-time offer from McKinsey Consulting Company before she graduated from university. I originally hoped to win them over to the company and be responsible for the company promotion. It seems that this wish is waiting."

Chen Fang looked at him and said with a smile: "Mr. Cheng, maybe they will succeed. Don't regret it at that time."

Cheng Li said: "If they succeed, I will bless them. After all, they have also contributed to the domestic education cause."

Chen Fang raised his glass: "Okay, just Mr. Cheng is so generous, I respect you!"

"Cheers." Cheng Li finished drinking the wine in the glass in one sip, and then sighed again: "It's really a waste to do such a good wine."

Chen Fang renewed another cup for him in anger: "My not much, I'll give you another cup and taste it slowly. I'll go on stage and sing two songs to enjoy it."

Chen Fang stayed in the bar until after twelve o'clock. He was used to sleeping together, and at first, he had some insomnia.

The next day, Chen Fang was rare to get up early and exercise, and the haze in Yanjing rose again. Even the weather forecast was not recommended to go out for morning exercise.

Chen Fang came to the yard and released the Mocha from the kennel. Now the little Shiba Inu has grown to the size of an adult dog, nearly 60 cm tall, but he is still playful and active. After being released, he runs around Chen Fang back and forth.

"Boss, get up." Chen Fang corrected several times, but Aunt Liu still refused to change his name to him. This was also a kind of duty. Chen Fang finally had to follow her: "I grind the soy milk and made pancakes."

"Aunt Liu, don't prepare my meal at noon. I'll go out at noon."

"Okay, I know."

Chen Fang gave Cheng Yue a vacation, drove by himself, took a guitar, and went to the Conservatory of Music located on Baojia Street. If he still brought bodyguards to his alma mater, he would definitely be scolded by the teacher.

"Where have you been? When will you arrive? OK, if you arrive first, wait for me." I called Tan Weiwei to confirm the time. Tan Weiwei knew that Chen Fang would take her to the Conservatory of Music today. He rushed from Sichuan Province to Yanjing overnight last night. If it weren't for avoiding suspicion, he would have been preparing to stay at Chen Fang's house last night.

At the gate of the Conservatory of Music, I saw Tan Weiwei and her cousin wearing sunglasses and masks. The air in Yanjing was not good these two days, and this outfit was not eye-catching. Chen Fang parked the car next to her and greeted him: "Get on the car, your brother won't go there. I'll take you back after the afternoon."

The place Mr. Jin told him was a small concert hall in the Conservatory of Music, not far behind the school’s auditorium. It used to be used when the school rehearsed small programs. Chen Fang had just parked the car and put on his guitar. He saw several simple-dressed elderly men who were rushing over to the other direction of the concert hall gate. Several elderly men arrived overnight yesterday and lived in the guesthouse next to the school. Chen Fang was planning to greet them last night, but they refused.

"Teacher Zhang, Teacher Qian, Teacher Li..." Chen Fang and Tan Weiwei said hello one by one.

"Xiao Shen, I really want to thank you this time. We old guys never thought that we would have a day to go to the Central Station Spring Festival Gala." As the leader of several people, Mr. Zhang Quansi patted Chen Fang's shoulder with his hand, and his hands were so strong that he grinned.

"Haha, your small body is not good, so you still have to go to the northern Shaanxi to exercise." Qian Duobao, among the elderly, was the one who likes to amuse the most among them. Seeing Chen Fang grin, he couldn't help laughing.

"Old Qian, I will definitely go if I have the chance." Chen Fang smiled with a bitter face and said, "It's still your elders who are strong."

At this time, the door of the concert hall opened. In addition to Chen Fang's teacher, Professor Jin Hailin, there was also a woman in her forties.

"Xiao Ye, here we come." Professor Jin greeted the others again: "Old, I'm going to trouble you again this time."

Zhang Quan replied in a four-minute greeting: "Lao Jin, you called a good student. With his help, we have now walked out of the poor valley."

Professor Jin pointed to the woman next to him and introduced to the few people: "I'll introduce you to you. This is the director of this Spring Festival Gala and director Hawen."

"Hello, director."

"Hello, teachers. This is my first time guiding the Spring Festival Gala. I also need more assistance from all teachers." Then Hawen said to Chen Fang alone: ​​"Mr. Chen, I really bother you this time."

"Shu, what's the trouble? He's idle all day long and has nothing to do." Jin Hailin glanced at Chen Liang, and was a little worried about his inaction all day. It's not easy to teach him a lesson today. He turned to a few old artists and said, "Old Zhang, let's come in and talk. The weather in Yanjing these days is really bad, and I'll be choking if I stay outside for a while."

Ha Wen, the wife of the famous host Li Yong, and the director of CCTV variety show. In recent years, the Spring Festival Gala has become increasingly difficult to deal with and it is difficult to adjust. First, Mr. Zhao Da from Northeast China announced his withdrawal from the Spring Festival Gala in 12 years. He originally thought that the Xiangwen Society of Yanjing could support this stage, but he did not expect that He Xiangdong and Xue Guo also announced their withdrawal from the Spring Festival Gala stage after performing once last year. This year, this is a completely mess. Several well-known directors in the stage were unwilling to accept it. Finally, the director of the variety show channel threw it to Ha Wen. This is also the first time CCTV has adopted a female director to guide the Spring Festival Gala. I hope she can reinterpret this party that Chinese people all over the world congratulate from the delicate perspective of women.

When they arrived at the concert hall, there were several teachers from the academy and a dozen students in the audience. Chen Fang looked at Han Xiao, who was also among them. This should have been taken by Mr. Jin. These little guys didn't feel it when they saw several simple old artists, but when Chen Fang came in, Tan Weiwei who took off her sunglasses and masks, she couldn't help but exclaim.

Chen Fang was not nervous, so he came to the stage and looked at the people in the audience and said, "Hello, teachers, junior brothers and sisters. Today, we will rehearse a song at this venue, called "Huayin Old Recitation". The students there cannot record videos. This song is to be on the Spring Festival Gala. If you leak it, Director Ha will settle the score with our college." After Chen Fang said that, the girl who had just picked up her phone, put it away shyly. At this time, someone shouted "Senior Brother Chen, you are so handsome!" which caused other students to burst into laughter.

Chen Fang scratched his head and looked at the audience and said, "Teacher Ye, your students are much more lively than we were back then." This made the following people cheer. Chen Fang stretched out his hand and pressed it down, and then said, "I and several teachers and Tan Weiwei sang a song "Give You Some Color" on Mango TV. At that time, we used the traditional Qin Opera and Western rock moon. This time, "The Old Huayin Call" has increased the weight of Qin Opera, which requires the cooperation of all Qin Opera performing artists in the audience. This time we used not many Western instruments, but mainly our Qin Opera accompaniment. Yueqin, erhu, Banhu, gong and drum, and suona. It is more difficult for all the masters to work harder."

Zhang Quansi hurriedly interrupted him and said, "Xiao Shen, you'll be dissatisfied with me. For this day, our hometowns have been waiting for many years. We are even more grateful to have this opportunity."

"We don't have to be polite to you all. Today we will rehearse according to the score I gave you last time. Please give the teachers and junior brothers and sisters in the audience to be the audience. If you have any inadequate points, we will modify it on the spot and try to set the song today."

The students in the audience were all freshmen in the first year. Teacher Ye Xuan brought them over to let them feel the creation process of a song. They were very interested in the words of Shenfang. They pricked up their ears and listened to what this song was like that was praised by teachers in the college.

Chen Fang ignored the students' thoughts, but said to several teachers on stage: "Teacher Zhang, you will lead the prelude this time, and I will be responsible for the guitar accompaniment."

"I'm singing the prelude? Wow, that old man is so proud."

"This is your traditional skill, so it's the right thing to let you go on stage." Chen Fang saw Qian Duobao who took out two jujube wooden stools on the side and said quickly: "Old Qian, we use jujube wooden stools this time. I would recommend you bring the jujube wooden stool next time. The same one is still knocking with great enthusiasm." Students who have watched the Mango TV show still remember the wooden stools, and couldn't help laughing when they heard Chen Fang's words.

"That's right, it's all this old Zhang who has been using his family for many years to change the three-unit job, but Xiao Shen understands it." After saying that, he glared at Zhang Quan who was glaring at him four times.

The few of them were used to making trouble in the fields, so they quarreled with each other and sat down on the stage according to the old habits.

First, the heart-wrenching erhu sounded, then the Banhu, Bangzi, Gong and Drum responded. Zhang Quansi, holding the moon zither, tried his voice first, and opened his mouth, and the desolation from the yellow soil in northern Shaanxi came to his face:

“Guys…it’s bright…

Eight hundred miles of Qinchuan

Thousands of miles of rivers

Nothing to sing about homesickness

The story is endless

…”

This section of Shenfang has also been sung, but it was done with certain skills to express that charm. Zhang Quansi's slightly hoarse and desolate voice instantly brought out the deep and sorrowful and passionate feeling of Qin Opera, shocking the teachers and students present.

"Okay! So beautiful!" After he finished singing this passage, Jin Hailin couldn't help cheering in the audience: "Lao Zhang, you old guy is not old, can you take the time to teach our college for a few days?"

"That's not OK. I'll let me go on stage to give a lecture. Looking at the kids in the audience, I can't speak. If I coax together in the audience, it would have killed the old man."

"Teacher, you sang very well, and we like it very much."

Chen Fang greeted Tan Weiwei, but asked her to hold a handful of chews on the stage, so that she could be more comfortable. Seeing Tan Weiwei on stage, the students became more interested.

"Huayin's old voice wants to shout

The giant spirit was shouting to split Huashan

The old dragon came out of Qinchuan

…”

Tan Weiwei opened her mouth and felt something was wrong. When she was singing halfway, Chen Fang signaled her to listen: "Weiwei, you just felt something was wrong. This song is different from "Give You Some Colors". This song is biased towards Qin Opera. When Huayin Old Recitation shouts, you have to shout, and only when you shout it will be in place." After saying that, he shouted: Huayin Old Recitation shouted... and the giant spirit cuts into Huashan.

The students who listened to the Shenfangsing for the first time couldn't help but applaud. Several teachers also nodded frequently. Although this student had graduated for many years, his voice was better than before when he was in school.

Chen Fang said to a teacher in the audience again: "Teacher Li Yingfan, I found that some drum beats should be added to the accompaniment to make a concerted match. It is still a bit weak by relying on the bangzi alone. Can you please help me with some?"

Li Yingfan didn't expect that he had the task of going on stage. He looked at Professor Jin next to him and asked the two male students to bring out the drum set together. Chen Fang took this time to mark the drum beats to be added on a music score.

In the subsequent performance, Chen Fang made the students here realize how many steps it takes to modify an original song from the first draft to the finished product. One morning, Chen Fang adjusted the drum beats and re-composed a guitar accompaniment. The rhymes of Mr. Zhang and Tan Weiwei's lyrics also made subtle adjustments. In the end, the only thing that didn't move was the bangzi accompaniment. In the words of Mr. Qian, Chen Fang was afraid that he would hit him with the bangzi.

This song was finalized from nine o'clock to twelve:30. After the finished product came out, the teachers and students present applauded, especially these students. Chen Fang was equivalent to indirectly giving them a music class and a practical class that respects art.

After the rehearsal, Teacher Ye took the students away first. She wanted the freshmen to go back and have a good understanding. In order to express their gratitude to the teachers for their hard work, Chen Fang invited several teachers and Hawen and others to go to Bianyifang near the college to eat the time-honored roast duck in Yanjing.

In the afternoon, Chen Fang was going to Shanghai. He gave the elderly 5,000 yuan each, asking them to stroll around Yanjing, buy some things to bring to their relatives and friends in their hometown, and arranged for the company staff to book a ticket for the return trip for several teachers. The few people wanted to refuse, and Mr. Jin came forward to ask their subordinates. He also knew that Chen Fang was a rich man now and didn't need to save him money at all.

Hawen made an appointment with Chen Fang to say goodbye to the TV station on the spot on January 20. After all, she is busy with this Spring Festival Gala now. It is not easy to take a whole morning to watch Chen Fang and others rehearse the song.

Chen Fang sent Tan Weiwei back to her agency. On the way home, he received a call from Li Shaohong. Rong Zhixin agreed to be acquired. Li Xiaowan and Li Shaohong will retain 15% of the equity respectively. For the specific company valuation, you can ask a third-party professional institution to conduct an evaluation. Chen Fang then called Huo Mingda to notify the news.

Huo Mingda was shocked when he received this information. It was only a year before, plus this old artist agency, and Wild Fox Company had already controlled three brokerage companies. In addition to several famous artist studios, there are dozens of male and female artists that can now be used in the company. It is no longer the point when it was just established last year, even if there is resources, it would be cheaper for outsiders. A giant in the film and television industry is about to take shape. Thinking about the possibility of controlling this super company, Huo Mingda couldn't help but pause. Then he gradually calmed down and remembered Chen Fang's seemingly unrestrained warning, Huo Ming felt that he really had to reflect on it, especially the producer department specifically mentioned by Chen Fang.
Chapter completed!