Chapter 410 The most dazzling national style (two in one)


The Fourth Literary Congress will last for 10 days. In addition to advocating "creative freedom", a new Writers Association team will also be elected.

Li Yaotang serves as the chairman, and Wang Meng, the vice chairman, is responsible for the daily work of the Writers Association.

In addition, Ding Ling, Ai Qing, Feng Mu, Zhang Guangnian, Chen Huangmei and others also serve as deputies.

Although the dialect has not gone further, it is not nothing.

The entire conference affirmed the positive significance of root-seeking literature. More and more young writers will put aside their creative concerns and will not swarm towards Western literature and avant-garde literature. The dialect is The guiding light has pointed out that "root-seeking literature" is the right path.

In particular, "creative freedom" helped "Farewell My Concubine" offset all previous negative controversies on same-sex issues.

For a time, the "root-seeking school" became one of the biggest beneficiaries of this session of the Literary Congress, and it was also the emerging group that received the most attention.

Fang Yan, Jia Pingwa, Tiening, Zheng Yi, Zhong Acheng and others will be surrounded by a group of people as soon as they appear at the venue.

If we are not exchanging root-seeking literature, we are on the road to exchanging root-seeking literature.

Even some publishing houses that are extremely sensitive to literary trends have been looking for members of the root literary school to invite manuscripts.

Commander Fang, who was at the forefront of the storm, had to find every way to avoid unnecessary interviews, manuscripts and communications.

At exactly this moment, the CCTV reporter responsible for filming the scene was appointed by the leader and took him to a small conference room.

"Teacher Fang!"

"I was still thinking about who was looking for me, but it turned out to be Director Huang!"

Seeing the smiling Huang Yihe, the dialect Suddenly I knew something in my mind, "You must be here for the Spring Festival Gala, right?"

"Teacher Fang is really good at predicting things." Huang Yihe gave a thumbs up.

Fang Yan smacked his lips. Apart from the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, he really couldn’t think of a reason why CCTV couldn’t wait to find him.

“Originally we didn’t want to bother you anymore, because we already have the successful experience of last year’s Spring Festival Gala, but you also know.”

Huang Yihe said: “What people fear most is contentment, and the same goes for hosting the Spring Festival Gala. The same thing."

"It sounds like Director Huang wants to seek a breakthrough during the Spring Festival Gala?" Fang Yan couldn't help but understand.

People's desire for victory and success is like climbing a mountain, always expecting themselves to achieve greater achievements.

Obviously, Huang Yihe, who was a little drifting, was in this situation and was preparing to make some unexpected new tricks in the 1985 Spring Festival Gala.

Not only must we surpass the previous two Spring Festival Galas, but we must also make this Spring Festival Gala an epoch-making feast that will be talked about by everyone.

"In what aspects is Director Huang preparing to make a breakthrough?"

Fang Yan was extremely interested and listened attentively.

"The previous two Spring Festival Galas were held in the CCTV studio hall. The venue can only accommodate a few hundred viewers. It is really too small."

Huang Yihe feels that the Spring Festival Gala is a large-scale program that attracts national attention and should not be To hold it again in such a shabby little place.

Inspired by the Los Angeles Olympics, we plan to move the Spring Festival Gala stage to the Yanjing Workers Stadium, which can accommodate 15,000 people.

After all, a larger venue will present a more magnificent performance.

“Hiss!”

When I heard "Yanjing Workers' Gymnasium", my dialect started to tremble, my head was buzzing, and I suddenly thought back -

This Spring Festival Gala is called the worst and most failed of all previous Spring Festival Galas. The most disorganized Spring Festival Gala.

I vaguely remember that after it was broadcast, I immediately received thousands of letters and calls from viewers, with a lot of curses and constant criticism.

"Teacher Fang, what do you think?"

Huang Yihe rattled off a lot of ideas.

Fang Yan said: "I think you have to eat one bite at a time and walk step by step. If you take too big a step, it's easy to lose your temper."

"Bullshit?" Huang Yihe frowned, "You think so too? Is it impractical to move to the Yanjing Workers’ Stadium?”

Fang Yan was surprised. When he asked, he found out that many comrades in the Spring Festival Gala program group also disagreed with the idea of ​​changing the Spring Festival Gala stage.

“The objections of these comrades are not unreasonable. Indeed, it is easy to make mistakes if you have not done some things before.”

Huang Yihe said: “But they have forgotten that the Spring Festival Gala is not It was built from scratch, from zero to one, one session after another!”

As he spoke, Huo Di stood up and said, "If the Spring Festival Gala continues as planned, what meaning will it have to the audience watching the TV on New Year's Eve? We must show greater sincerity and make the Spring Festival Gala better. , it would be better to have more surprises!”

“Director Huang, look at you, you are in a hurry”< br>
Fang Yan patted Huang Yihe on the shoulder and asked him to sit down again, "Don't get excited, let's stroke it carefully first."

Huang Yihe asked in confusion: "What method does Teacher Fang want to stroke? ?”

“We can rehearse it in our heads”

"Preview?"

"Not bad."

Fang Yan said: "To tell you the truth, I have been at the Los Angeles Olympics. I can tell you about my personal experience. "

"Then tell me." Huang Yihe regained his composure.

"Let's put it this way, first of all, it's the weather conditions. The climate in Los Angeles is pleasant. It's still summer when the Olympics are held. It's good to stay in the open-air stadium." Fang Yan changed the subject, "But it's very different in winter. Well, you don’t know how cold it is in winter in Yanjing, right?”

Huang Yihe was stunned, "Although the conditions are a bit difficult, I believe that the host and actors will be able to overcome them."

"Even if they can persevere, what about the audience at the scene?"

Fang Yan said: "There is no heating facility in the Workers' Stadium. You won't let the audience sit for several hours in the cold weather, right?"

"This...this..."
< br>Huang Yihe felt as if he was struck by lightning, and was speechless for a moment.

"It's not elegant to have all the audience and actors shivering from the cold." Fang Yan said, "Not to mention there are technical problems."

Huang Yihe suddenly realized that there is a certain distance between ideal and reality. , often the ideal is very plump and the reality is very skinny.

"Let's just talk about lighting. Our lighting technology and conditions are limited. The Spring Festival Gala is broadcast live at night. Are you sure that the broadcast picture will not look dark?" Fang Yan said, " No matter how good the setting is, the effect will be greatly compromised, right?"

Huang Yihe opened his mouth, but still couldn't refute.

Especially when Dialect mentioned that the biggest problem of hosting the Spring Festival Gala at the Workers Stadium is communication.

These days, communication equipment is not as developed as it is today. Not to mention mobile phones, even pagers do not exist in the country.

Not to mention the Spring Festival Gala crew, they don’t even have a walkie-talkie, and the command can only be conveyed through wired headphones.

But if the venue is too large, the signal of the wired earphones will be very poor, and it will always be intermittent. As a result, the instructions of the program director cannot be conveyed at all. It is conceivable that such a scene What would be the result of a huge program without an orderly conductor?

At best, the whole show was chaotic, at worst, it was a stage accident.

After such a deduction, Huang Yihe broke into a cold sweat and suddenly discovered that there were hidden dangers everywhere. If he was not careful, he could easily catch fire and burn himself.

"When the time comes, maybe your face will not be exposed, but your butt will be exposed."

Fang Yan said seriously: "Director Huang, can you bear such a responsibility?" Huang Yihe shook his head silently, and then sighed. A long breath:
< br>“But what I do is just to let the audience watch a wonderful Spring Festival Gala on New Year’s Eve!”

“I can understand Director Huang’s good intentions, but there are Sometimes good intentions can lead to bad things.”

Fang Yan persuaded him with kind words and finally persuaded him to give up the idea of ​​holding the Spring Festival Gala at the Workers' Stadium.

Huang Yihe was at a loss, "Teacher Fang, what do you think should be done for this Spring Festival Gala?"

"Formally, due to objective reasons such as technology and funding, we cannot make a breakthrough for the time being."< br>
Fang Yan said: “But we can explore deeper in terms of content.”

“But I just can’t think of what kind of Spring Festival Gala to do this year, so I thought of starting from the stage. Start.”

Huang Yihe shook his head. He couldn't use last year's unity theme again, could he?

“It’s smaller, the pattern is smaller.”

Fang Yan said: “Director Huang, have you ever thought about connecting root-seeking literature with the Spring Festival Gala stage?”

“Put it together. Is there a connection between root-seeking literature and the Spring Festival Gala stage?”

Huang Yihe just feels that it is as confusing as connecting basketball with chickens.

"Since we can find our roots in literature, why not bring this trend to the Spring Festival Gala?"

Fang Yan said that the theme of this year's Spring Festival Gala can be set to the Chinese nation and traditional culture.

"Teacher Fang, do you mean to create more programs with national characteristics like Yang Liping's "Peacock Dance"?"

Huang Yihe's eyes suddenly lit up.

Fang Yan nodded, "Then under this big theme, we will add some smaller themes. For example, this year is the year of the Olympics. It is also the first time that our Chinese Olympic delegation has returned to the world stage. How can it be missing? What about Olympics-related programs? ”

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'll write it down."

Huang Yihe shouted to stop and eagerly took out a pen and paper from his briefcase.

“Let the women’s volleyball team, which has won consecutive championships, make an appearance, as well as the national football team. This time it is estimated that they can reach the Asian Cup finals, and maybe even win the championship!”

Fang Yan said: “Again. Didn’t we bid to host the Asian Games? I heard There has always been a big gap in funding. Should we discuss with the organizing committee to make a short film and broadcast it during this Spring Festival Gala to mobilize the masses across the country to raise donations?"

"You continued? .”

Huang Yihe took notes quickly, his face getting more and more excited.

After finishing the Olympic theme, Dialect began to bring the trend of cultural roots into the Spring Festival Gala:

“We will definitely not be able to perform peacock dance this year, but we have many ethnic minorities who are good at singing and dancing. . ”

“For example, Uyghur, Xibo, Zhuang, Mongolian...”

“Uyghur is definitely indispensable”

Huang Yihe said bluntly.

Fang Yan said: "That's right. Songs like "Lift Your Hijab" and "In That Distant Place" are quite suitable to be adapted into dances."

Huang Yihe asked: "Should I If not, just invite Mr. Wang Luobin, the "King of Western Singers" Come to the Spring Festival Gala?"

Fang Yan waved his hand, "Let Director Huang and other comrades in the creative team discuss the specific details."

Huang Yihe said yes, and then. Write down the overall arrangement of the Spring Festival Gala program without missing a word.

"Northeastern Duo Renzhuan..."

"North and South Lion Dance..."

"A collection of folk arts, "Brilliant Liyuan", tentatively scheduled for Peking Opera, Cantonese Opera, Yue Opera, Henan Opera, Huangmei Opera..."

The paper is densely written, and each program closely revolves around the big theme of nation and culture.

“In terms of songs, we also need to pay attention to a ‘national style’ and a ‘root-seeking style’.”

Fang Yan took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

"It's hard to find representative songs with national characteristics."

Huang Yihe sighed: "It's a pity. If "Hot Girl" can be performed on this year's Spring Festival Gala , the meaning and effect will be even better!”

“Don’t think so, Director Huang”

The dialect didn’t hide it, first he pointed to the famous folk songs of Mongolia. , "Ulaanbaatar Nights."

Huang Yihe wrote them all down. Although he had never heard some of the songs, he believed in Teacher Fang's taste and choice.

Seeing his frown, Fang Yan said unexpectedly: "Why, Director Huang, are you not satisfied with the song I recommended?"

"No, no, no, I misunderstood."

Huang Yihe said: "I just feel that if there are no songs written by you in this playlist, this Spring Festival Gala will be a bit flawed."

Fang Yan was so helpless that the abacus beads almost fell off his face. On.

"Teacher Fang!"

Huang Yihe begged again and again, as if he would not give up until he got a song.

Fang Yan reluctantly agreed, and his mind had already imagined "Horse Pole", "Loess Plateau", "Paradise"...

Especially "The Most Dazzling National Style", in advance For more than 20 years, it has arranged "must-have divine music for square dancing" for people across the country.

The only shortcoming is that there is no "AKA Prairie Rap Bandit" Zeng Yi, and without "Yoyou Brother", "The Most Dazzling National Style" has no taste.

"Let's put the creation aside for now. The most urgent task is to find a song that best represents the national theme as the finale."

"Teacher Fang, what do you think of "Fifty-six Nationalities and Fifty-six Flowers" "How about this song?"

"Is the lyrics "Fifty-six constellations, fifty-six" Zhihua, brothers and sisters of fifty-six ethnic groups are one family'?

What Huang Yihe is talking about is "Fifty-six Nationalities and Fifty-six Flowers" which was created last year,

These days, "Fifty-six ethnic groups, fifty-six flowers" is a common propaganda slogan, and "Fifty-six ethnic groups, fifty-six flowers" and "Fifty-six ethnic groups, fifty-six flowers" have been adapted one after another. "Sing a Song" and other national unity propaganda songs.

Because the lyrics of these songs are very similar, it is easy for people to mix them up or even string them together.

Just like the dialect, "Love Me China" and "Fifty-six Nationalities and Fifty-six Flowers" are remembered as the same song, but they are not.

"Teacher Fang, the word you just said is also very good, why don't you feel tired?"

Huang Yihe said with a smile: "Write down the lyrics and make it into a song. , how about being the finale of this Spring Festival Gala?”

"Director Huang, you really want both Long and Shu."

Fang Yan couldn't help but tease.

"Hey, Teacher Fang, those who can do more work."

Huang Yihe said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, if your cultural system hadn't refused to let you go, our station would have put you away long ago. Come here, the director of the Spring Festival Gala The errand will probably fall on you."

Fang Yan said: "That's okay, I can't bear the pressure. Director Huang should be the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala." (End of chapter)

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