Jia Dongxu's Counterattack of Siheyuan

Chapter 484

After chatting with Wang Ping and Huang Weide some words without oil and salt.Jia Dongxu thought for a while and said: "Director Huang, I think you can put the gala on TV, broadcast it live, and have fun with the people of the whole country. This will be meaningful."

Huang Weide said: "The idea is very good, but we have never broadcast live before, and we don't have any experience, so we are worried that there will be accidents in live broadcasts."

Jia Dongxu said: "The shows are rehearsed in advance, and there are a few interludes in the middle. It is best to have cross talk actors. They are adaptable and entertaining. In this way, there will be no accidents."

Wang Pingdao: "When the time comes, prepare a few more songs. If something happens, let the song show be on top. The song show is also simple, just find a few singers to come to the scene."

Huang Weide said: "Then invite Mr. Chen to come over as a consultant next year. I will apply to the station in advance for this matter. I have enough time to choose programs and even create special works."

Wang Pingdao: "Mr. Chen's screenwriting ability, I have seen it on the spot, and it can bring us something different."

Jia Dongxu said: "This is no problem, I will produce some good works to enrich the lives of the masses."

Huaihua watched her old father talking, but she was thinking about how to deal with old man Jia when she got home.How dare you lie to me?No wonder Xiao Hua let me act, everything is clear.Old man Jia is so famous outside, but no one at home knows it.

Huaihua recalled Chen Shi's works, and suddenly thought, can I ask my father to help me write any song I want to sing in the future?Sophora japonica suddenly became happy in my heart, and I don't have to worry about singing and making movies in the future.

On New Year's Eve at night, Jia Dongxu didn't want to talk too much.After exchanging contact information, they bid farewell and left.

As soon as she got in the car, Sophora came over and asked, "Dad, am I your favorite daughter?"

Jia Dongxu said: "Of course!"

"After that, what song do I want to sing? You write it for me?"

"It depends on the situation, don't think too much now, just improve your singing skills first."

Huaihua said: "I promise to study hard!"

Jia Dongxu said: "When you get home, don't tell the story. Otherwise, you won't be able to write songs for you in the future."

"I won't tell you if you kill me!"

As the promoter and founder of the Spring Festival Gala, Jia Dongxu will gain enough fame.Jia Dongxu donated to the school, and the construction of colleges and universities is Jude.Well-created programs and works gather fame, and when you are highly respected, others will admire you from the bottom of their hearts.

If you just copy some classic works, you can only get a reputation with traffic, but this reputation will disperse as soon as it blows, and it cannot withstand any wind and rain.

Just as Jia Dongxu lay down, Qin Huairu turned over and asked, "Is the TV program good?"

Jia Dongxu said: "Not as good looking as you!"

"Then what are you going to see?"

Jia Dongxu said: "My daughter is going to perform, but if I don't follow, what if I meet bad guys?"

"Where are there any bad guys?"

"Then be careful, the bad guys are coming soon!"

After speaking, he pressed Qin Huairu under him.

Sophora Sophora didn't sleep all night, and when she got up in the morning she wanted to chat with Jia Dongxu.Shouted loudly: "Dad, get up!"

Mother Qin Huairu pushed the door out and said, "You little girl, you little girl. Your father hasn't woken up yet, so let her sleep for a while."

Sophora Huai said: "My dad is not in the habit of sleeping in late!"

"What do you care about being so wide, go make breakfast with me!" Qin Huairu said.

Sophora japonica looked at her, and the glorious mother seemed to understand something.

Jia Dongxu packed up, had breakfast, and drove to Chen Shu's house.In the past, Jia Dongxu would not go to pay New Year's greetings to old man Chen.This year, Chen Shu and his daughter are celebrating the New Year at Chen's house, so it would be inappropriate not to go.

"Xiao Jia, your original songs about the Red Army were very good. Do you have any other good works like this?"Old man Chen said.

As time went by, old man Chen didn't have as much opinion of Jia Dongxu as before.Moreover, Jia Dongxu's talent is still recognized.

Jia Dongxu said: "If you want to listen, I can help you write a song when you have time."

"What is available and not available? Write now".Chen Shudao.

Old man Chen said: "Chen Shu, don't make things difficult for Xiao Jia, good songs are not written just because you want to."

Chen Shudao: "Dad! You don't know him well. If you don't force him to write, he will delay you for several years."

"That can't be done right away? Although I don't understand music, I still know that music needs polishing."Old man Chen said.

Chen Shu said: "Grinding? That's someone else, for him, there is no need. Lao Jia, show my dad a hand, let my dad see your strength, the man I, Chen Shu, is so good."

Jia Dongxu said: "Isn't that good? The New Year's Eve came to your house without any food. Let me be a guest performer? You don't do that to my uncle."

Chen Shudao: "Believe it or not, I will beat you out now?"

Jia Dongxu murmured, "Aren't you one too?"

"What are you talking about?" Chen Shu's eyes widened.

Jia Dongxu said: "I didn't say anything, then I will sing a song. I will remember it later, and give me two more poached eggs, so that I can show the importance I attach to my uncle's first visit."

"Where did you hear the broken rules?" Chen Shu said.

Old man Chen said: "There is such a rule, when my son-in-law comes to the door, the mother-in-law will lay down poached eggs for my son-in-law. If you don't lie down, then you are dissatisfied with my son-in-law."

Jia Dongxu said: "My father-in-law is still sensible."

"Don't change the subject, hurry up and get the song out, it's rare that my dad wants to listen to the song."Chen Shudao.

Jia Dongxu said: "The song is called Ten Sends the Red Army, I will sing a few lines, and when someone records it, you should listen carefully."

Clearing his throat, Jia Dongxu sang: "The first time I sent the Red Army down to Nanshan, the autumn wind and drizzle hit my face cold, the trees and phoenix leaves fell, when will the Red Army return to the mountain? Saw the farewell wine, and wished the Red Army a victory. The third sent the Red Army on the road, the gongs were silent, the drums did not beat, and both of them held their long callused hands, with Huang Lian smiling in their hearts..."

"Xiao Jia's song brought me back to the scene of seeing off the people in the Soviet area during the great transfer. You are really capable of writing and martial arts."Old man Chen said.

Chen Shu asked, "Did you tell me this story before?"

Jia Dongxu said: "I have told one of the passages, ten to send the Red Army, and I have written several stories. The plot is very rich, and if there is a chance, it can be made into a series."

"You made up the Red Army love story you told me? You used this story to deceive my feelings? I didn't play with you."Chen Shu said dissatisfied.

How did you forget this?Jia Dongxu said: "Which year is the old calendar, don't take it to heart."

Old man Chen said: "When you turn back, you can show me the whole story about giving ten to the Red Army. I want to see how you tricked my daughter?"

"There is no coaxing, it's all artistic creation!"

(End of this chapter)