Chapter 651 Before the Spring Festival
When he heard the words "Ye Zhiqiu", Qin Dewen, who was half lying on the sofa, his eyes lit up and he was about to get up.
The assistant on the side quickly stepped forward to help. Qin Dewen couldn't wait to say: "Young friend Ye, if you have any new ideas, let me see."
The assistant handed over the information in his hand. At this time, Qin Yongbo, who was in the room, heard the noise and came out. He stood behind Qin Dewen and looked at the information, the surprise in his eyes became more intense.
"Okay! This show is great!"
After a while, Qin Dewen couldn't help but shout out loudly, "It's a great idea to make words come alive and tell the story of classics!"
Qin Dewen, with an excited face, looked at his assistant and said: "Reply to the program team, this invites me..."
"Wait, Dad." Seeing that Qin Dewen was about to agree, Qin Yongbo on the side quickly interrupted.
Qin Yongbo handed him a glass of water. Qin Dewen just now started coughing because he was too excited, and his breathing was obviously rapid.
Qin Yongbo advised: "Dad, let's just... not participate this time."
"The doctor said your body needs more rest. This recording only lasts for several hours. It's too tiring."
Qin Dewen waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I'm not sick. I'm in good health."
"If you go out for a walk more, you will feel better."
"This program is so good. As an old man, I also hope that I can use my spare energy more."
Seeing that Qin Dewen had made his decision, Qin Yongbo couldn't say anything else, but there was still a trace of worry deep in his eyes.
Qin Dewen is eighty-five years old. The body of an elderly person of this age changes every year. This is the case for Qin Dewen. His family members can clearly feel that his physical and mental state have not been very good in the past two months.
Fortunately, the doctor came to see me and said that he was not ill and that he could just take regular recuperation. However, after all, people are getting older and their body functions decline over time. No one can say anything about it in the long run.
However, after taking over the role of expert scholar in "China in the Classics", Qin Dewen was obviously very happy, and his mental outlook was much better.
Qin Dewen thought for a moment, then took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.
"Hi, Xiaoyou Ye."
"Haha, your idea of "China in the Classics" is very good. I agree to the program team's invitation."
Over the phone, Ye Zhiqiu felt that it was natural when he learned that the program team invited Mr. Qin to be a guest of "experts and scholars".
Taking on this role with Mr. Qin's knowledge and reputation is even a bit "overqualified".
Qin Dewen chatted with Ye Zhiqiu on the phone for a long time.
"Suddenly, I had an old friend's heart. Looking back, it was already winter in the mountains and rivers. If they were both covered in snow, they would be considered dead together in this life."
Suddenly, Qin Dewen read out this poem and said: "This poem is well written. I wonder if Ye Xiaoyou has any other good works besides this poem recently."
Ye Zhiqiu, who was holding the mobile phone, was stunned for a moment and said with a dry smile: "This...no?"
here we go again.
Ye Zhiqiu sighed secretly in his heart. Every time Mr. Qin saw him, he would give a daily "encourage to learn", which would make his ears grow calluses.
But joking aside, Ye Zhiqiu respects Qin Dewen, a truly knowledgeable and ambitious man.
Qin Dewen on the phone sighed imperceptibly, seeming quite disappointed, but then suddenly remembered something and said: "By the way, Xiaoyou Ye."
"This year's Tenth Five-Year Plan Poetry Association will hold a 'Lantern Festival Poetry Party'. Would you like to participate?"
Lantern Festival Poetry Party? Ye Zhiqiu was startled and subconsciously wanted to decline. Qin Dewen seemed to have guessed what Ye Zhiqiu would say and quickly added.
Qin Dewen said with a smile: "Old man, I feel itchy, just fulfill my wish."
Although the tone was joking, Qin Dewen's sincerity could be heard through the phone. Ye Zhiqiu thought about it for a while and finally said: "I understand, Mr. Qin."
"I'll try my best and see if I can write it."
"That's good! It's a deal!" Qin Dewen was very excited and laughed: "Don't be modest, little friend Ye, I know you will definitely have a masterpiece."
This time, Ye Zhiqiu smiled and did not deny it.
The two chatted for a few more words and then hung up the phone. Soon a message was sent, which was about the "Lantern Festival Poetry Festival".
Ye Zhiqiu took a quick look and found that it was also in the form of an online essay collection for poetry lovers across the country, which was quite convenient.
Mr. Qin has mentioned this, and I still have to give him this face. When the time comes, I can just submit a poem.
Here, after making a phone call with Qin Dewen, Ye Zhiqiu has already stepped into his office.
Huahai Entertainment has equipped Ye Zhiqiu with an exclusive office for the music director. However, Ye Zhiqiu rarely enters this modern office with an area of nearly 100 square meters. He usually runs out for various activities. At Huahai Entertainment, he also stays in the recording studio and practices.
Mostly rooms.
Not long after she sat down, there was a knock on the door, and Song Mei and an executive in charge of the artist department walked in.
As a music director, in addition to album production, Ye Zhiqiu still has some work to do on weekdays, including determining the music style or development direction of Huahai Entertainment's singers.
This time, there is a quota for a music variety show, and Ye Zhiqiu needs to decide who can participate.
The name of the variety show is "The Masked Singer".
Similar to the previous variety show of the same name, this show has the singer wearing a mask that covers his face to sing, and the guests will guess, thus achieving the effect of integrating music and entertainment.
The popularity of "Singer" last year allowed major video websites to see the huge market for music variety shows, and various new programs emerged one after another.
And this "Masked Singer" program is produced by Tomato Video, which is also known as the "three major video software" along with Muggle TV and Penguin Video, and has spent a huge amount of money to produce it.
Originally, the main target invited by the "Masked Singer" program team was Ye Zhiqiu. Her manager Song Mei was also quite moved by the sincere conditions proposed by the other party, but due to scheduling reasons, she ultimately refused.
The "Masked Singer" program team was very disappointed, but they still expressed the hope that Huahai Entertainment would recommend a contestant to participate, so this was the case.
Who will be sent? This quota will be decided by music director Ye Zhiqiu. At this time, all the Huahai Entertainment singers who heard the news were restless and secretly prayed that they would be chosen.
Judging from the fierce appearance of the Tomato video, it seems that it is a program that is very likely to become a hit!
Ye Zhiqiu could easily refuse, but for ordinary singers, this is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Who wouldn't want to take part? Maybe they will really become popular on this stage.
At this time, Ye Zhiqiu looked through the files of Zhonghuahai Entertainment singers.
"How about sending Ding Jie?"
Song Mei suggested from the side, and the executives on the side also nodded.
Ding Jie is probably at the top of the second tier and on the edge of the first tier now. She is the backbone singer of Huahai Entertainment. If she participates in this show, it will be relatively easy for her to stay in the top tier.
Ye Zhiqiu thought for a while and shook his head.
"This is the King of Masked Singer. According to the rules, we must try our best to make it unrecognizable to others."
"With Ding Jie's voice, she'll probably be heard in just two sentences."
Song Mei and the executives on the side thought the same thing, and waited for Ye Zhiqiu to continue choosing.
Ye Zhiqiu was familiar with the styles of most of the singers signed by Huahai Entertainment. He slowly flipped through the information in his hand, and after a while his finger rested on a photo.
Chapter completed!