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"You wait a moment, I will be there in a moment."
Someone seemed to urge Chu Qing. She whispered, and then asked: "What's the matter?"
"Do you have a familiar recording studio in Yanjing?"
Zhang Chen knew that Chu Qing was anxious and hurriedly explained his intention.
"Recording studio? What do you want to do?"
Chu Qing asked subconsciously, and then said: "There are many recording studios in Yanjing, but most of those people will not welcome you."
"Huh? Why?"
Zhang Chen was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
"Why did you say?"
Chu Qing said with some resentment: "Isn't it because you have offended everyone?"
Zhang Chen blinked and said with a lack of confidence: "You can't blame me entirely. I don't even know those people, so why did I offend them?"
"Okay, I won't make trouble with you anymore."
Chu Qing was in a hurry and said hurriedly: "Aren't you an associate professor at the Huaxia Conservatory of Music? They have the top recording studio there!"
Zhang Chen¡¯s eyes widened. Seriously, how could he forget about the Huaxia Conservatory of Music?
He reacted and wanted to say thank you to Chu Qing, but the other party had already hung up the phone.
"Hey, it would be great if Sister Chu could be so busy."
Zhang Chen sighed casually, opened the phone book and found Xia Yuan's number and called her.
Half an hour later.
When Zhang Chen came to the Huaxia Conservatory of Music, Xia Yuan heard that he was going to record a song and had already prepared the top recording studio for him.
¡°And this time, Xia Yuan will personally serve as Zhang Chen¡¯s producer and check for him.
In addition to her, many professors and associate professors from the Huaxia Conservatory of Music also came.
Seeing Zhang Chen, they all cheered him up.
¡°Don¡¯t be afraid, Mr. Zhang, if you can¡¯t attend the Spring Festival Gala this year, we will do it next year!¡±
¡°Boy, I¡¯m very optimistic about you, don¡¯t be discouraged!¡±
"I've heard about you. Don't take it to heart. Who hasn't been young and energetic?"
Listening to these words, Xia Yuan couldn't help but hold her forehead.
?Young and energetic?
??? Can the things Zhang Chen did be called youthful and energetic?
No young man with a brain can do what he does!
The most he can do is call
Huh?
It seems like you really can¡¯t think of a suitable adjective?
At this time, the vice president of the Huaxia Conservatory of Music spoke.
"Don't worry, even if you can't survive in the entertainment industry, our Huaxia Conservatory of Music will always be your strongest support!"
Looking at the impressive appearance of the deputy dean, Zhang Chen didn't take it to heart, but he was still somewhat moved.
??Who dares to say that he has no connections and is a loner?
Isn¡¯t that what it is?
He swore!
Although he has never thought about teaching and educating people, he must go here more in the future!
Because he was well prepared, he emerged from the recording studio half an hour later.
The professors and associate professors behind him were all extremely excited.
¡°As expected of Zhang Chen!
This is the song they want for the Spring Festival Gala!
If more songs like this appeared on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, why would it be worth it?
It¡¯s a pity that Zhang Chen has other things to be busy with, otherwise they would definitely drag Zhang Chen to talk more about creation!
After leaving the Huaxia Conservatory of Music, Zhang Chen drove to Zhou¡¯s hometown.
Those big guys in the traditional Chinese painting circle who had promised him before had already stored their ink paintings in Mr. Zhou¡¯s place.
When passing by the entrance of the alley, Zhang Chen glanced at the particularly bad vendor who was still setting up his stall. Zhang Chen snorted and decided to let him go for the time being.
"You kid, why did you come here empty-handed?"
Mr. Zhou opened the door for Zhang Chen and deliberately pretended to be very complaining.
Zhang Chen smiled awkwardly and said, "How about I go to the alley entrance and pick out a fruit basket for you?"
"forget it."
Mr. Zhou shook his head and said, "I don't know you yet? It's better if you don't smash that stall!"
Zhang Chen curled his lips and said, "What you think of me is too bad!"
Mr. Zhou didn¡¯t answer, and his lips curled even more sharply than Zhang Chen¡¯s.
"Okay, it's all here."
Mr. Zhou took out all the ink paintings and showed them to Zhang Chen.
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Zhou!"
Zhang Chen took a brief look, and then hurried away.
Looking at his back, Mr. Zhou smiled helplessly, "This kid is busy all day long and doesn't know what to do."
After coming out of Zhou's home, Zhang Chen called Tang Huan again.
"If you ask Fish Fishing Live to make an announcement, just say that I will start live broadcasting at 8 o'clock on New Year's Eve to celebrate the New Year with everyone."
As soon as the call was connected, he got straight to the point.
Tang Huan was stunned when he heard this, and said in confusion: "Damn it! You didn't think that if you won the five major TV stations during the New Year's Eve, the Spring Festival Gala would win the China Television Station, right?"
"What, can't it be done?"
Zhang Chen said angrily.
"no!'
Tang Huan said hurriedly: "Why do you think the Spring Festival Gala of those satellite TV stations is moved to the first day of the new year? Is it because they can't compete with China Central Television?"
"Don't forget that the Spring Festival Gala of China Radio is getting worse year by year, but everyone still has to watch China Radio every night from 30 to 30!"
"Do you know why this is? It's because of feelings! In the common people's perception, only the Spring Festival Gala of China Central Station is called the Spring Festival Gala!"
He almost said everything he could think of in one breath, just to persuade Zhang Chen to put the brakes on this unrealistic idea.
Zhang Chen chuckled and said: "Okay, I'm just teasing you. This time I don't want to hold a private Spring Festival Gala, but I want to watch the Spring Festival Gala with everyone!"
"Watch the Spring Festival Gala together?"
Tang Huan was confused again. He really couldn't understand what kind of medicine Zhang Chen was selling in his gourd.
"Okay, just publish it to the outside world."
Zhang Chen said casually and hung up the phone.
Five minutes later, the announcement of the live broadcast of fishing was sent out.
After netizens saw it, they were all stunned.
Their first thought was to be like Tang Huan.
This guy Zhang Chen
Are you crazy?
Doesn¡¯t he really think that if he kills the Five Davids during the New Year¡¯s Eve, he can really compete with the Spring Festival Gala alone?
¡°If God wants to destroy people, it must first make them crazy!¡±
"This guy has gone crazy and even used this method!"
"Hmph! This thing will be gone soon!"
"A generation of genius has just fallen!"
No one is optimistic about Zhang Chen. They even feel that the announcement of the fish catching live broadcast is more like ringing the bell of Zhang Chen¡¯s demise!
After Qin Tianchi and Zhao Zhili saw it, they couldn't help but smile with disdain, and almost burst into laughter.
But no matter what netizens say, Zhang Chen is determined to air it at the same time as the Spring Festival Gala this time.
and!
The time has quickly arrived on New Year¡¯s Eve.
Bang bang bang!
This afternoon, the sound of firecrackers started ringing one after another.
The annual Spring Festival is here.
The stage of the Spring Festival Gala slowly opened. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com