Chapter 1547

Neon has formed an elite group of musicians to come to China for cultural exchanges.

The four top entertainment and media groups of Huaxia co organized a national singing competition in order to select the top musicians to deal with all the possible accidents brought by the neon music team.

If invited by the entertainment association, the retired artists of the older generation have no reason not to participate in this event. After all, they also want to see the progress and success of Chinese music!

So this possibility is quite high!

"Maybe."

Wang ChangLei nodded and said: "but this kind of thing is not sure. After all, there is no specific competition planning. Besides, if we cooperate with CCTV, we need a better plan here."

An ordinary competition, different from the competition to be on the TV channel, is to have a master plan, and the presentation of the stage effect should also meet the audience's expectations. It can't be done in a hurry!

"So you asked me to call Mr. Yu over?" Lu Chenghua said with a smile.

"Yes

Wang ChangLei said: "although there is no unified plan at present, we still need to make preparations in advance. It is possible that there are four companies, each of which has a plan. The good one will be used and the bad one will be eliminated."

This is Wang ChangLei's idea. After all, no matter which scheme is adopted, it is an honor!

And Yu Mingcheng can become the Department Manager of Zhongyi media planning department, completely depends on the promotion of ability!

Wang ChangLei was relieved to leave this matter to Yu Mingcheng.

"Mr. Yu, I'm going to trouble you next."

Wang ChangLei turned to Yu Mingcheng and continued to say:

"The selection method of this competition should be put on hold for a moment. You should design the competition system first, and remember that the whole competition should be carried out in different categories, from pop, rock and roll to folk songs."

"Good!" Yu Mingcheng nodded and said, "Mr. Wang, when will the plan be ready?"

"The sooner the better, of course."

Wang ChangLei thought about it and said, "well, you'll work out the plan in the next two days. At that time, you may have to go to the entertainment association with the plan. It's hard for you."

"Mr. Wang can rest assured that I will work out a plan tomorrow." Yu Mingcheng nodded and accepted.

"Well, it's very late. You two can go back later. I'll invite you two to dinner."

Wang ChangLei stood up and stretched, and said a word to them with a smile.

……

Just when Wang ChangLei assigned the task, Xingsheng film and orange light media also received a call from the entertainment association.

This call is not a notice. After all, the initiative is in the hands of the executives of the four companies. If they do not agree to participate, they may have to choose another person.

After all, entertainment associations can't force people, can they?

Of course, Chen Huasheng and Zhang Changgong are not idiots. They can't be begged for such a grand event. How can they refuse it and immediately agree to it.

After that, the two managers of the company all held an emergency meeting on this matter.

Jinghua, villa nine.

Early the next morning, Liu Zixia just got up. A person who surprised him started to ring the doorbell outside their house.

"Who is it?"

Liu Zixia, who is preparing breakfast in the kitchen, frowned suspiciously.

Besides Lao Lang, who can come and harass him in the early morning?

"Ah, uncle Lin?"

Through the video phone in the living room, when he saw Lin Xuefeng standing at the door, Liu Zixia said he was confused.

What's the situation? It's just 7 o'clock. Why do you come here so early?

Doubt to doubt, Liu Zixia or through the switch, opened the door of the electric door.

"Zixia, you must help uncle?"

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Xuefeng began to cry to Liu Zixia with a bitter face

"I'm almost fed up with your uncle. I wish I could make eight phone calls a day. I started to send wechat messages to me at 5 o'clock today. Uncle, I'm going to collapse."

"No, uncle Lin, what's your situation?" Liu Zixia looks confused.

"Don't you know?"

Lin Xuefeng looked at Liu Zixia in surprise and said, "no, or did Lao Lang not tell you this? This Lang Wenxing, I won't tell you such an important thing. "

"Uncle Lin, you started to cry with me. I didn't know what happened..."

Just as Liu Zixia was about to say this, he suddenly remembered the call Lang Wenxing received yesterday from the cultural and entertainment association. He asked in surprise:

"Uncle Lin, you're not talking about the cultural and entertainment association. Let the four major media groups, including Wenxing entertainment and Zhongyi media, cooperate to hold a national singer competition, are you?"

"Look, don't you know that?" Lin Xuefeng nodded and said, "yes, that's it!"

"But it's not right, uncle Lin!"

Liu Zixia shook his head and said, "isn't this the business of the four media companies and CCTV? What does it have to do with your company? "

"Of course it does."

Lin Xuefeng sat on the sofa, sighed and said:

"Can't there be an overall competition plan to hold a competition? Our company started with planning and script, so your uncle gave this task to our company and urged me several times every day. "

Well, yesterday, Lang Wenxing also wanted Liu Zixia to make a competition plan. As a result, the human culture propaganda department didn't have to worry about it at all. He directly assigned the task to another company!

In other words, the whole competition planning involves five companies and one TV station!

"Then... I can't help it."

Liu Zixia shook his head and said, "I started to be busy this year. It was so easy for me to relax until a few days ago this month. Do you still want to send me tasks?"

Lin Xuefeng immediately looked pitifully at Liu Zixia and said, "Zixia, you can't wait to save yourself from death, can you?"

"Don't mention it, uncle Lin. don't say that."

Liu Zixia was startled. He waved his hand and said:

"I haven't reached that level yet. As you just said, your company started with planning and scripts. With so many capable people and brainstorming, there are more ways than difficulties. You'd better forgive me."

"If I have a way, I need to beg you?"

Lin Xuefeng shook his head and said, "to tell you the truth, it will take half a month since your uncle Fang told me about it.

During this period of time, the company has also put forward a lot of plans, but every plan has been rejected by people from the cultural propaganda department. I have no choice but to come to you. "

It is very difficult for the elder to ask for the younger.

After a long struggle, Lin Xuefeng made up his mind to find Liu Zixia.

……

"This..."

Just as Liu Zixia was about to speak, a sound came from the door of the living room.

I saw Lang Wenxing come to eat again, but this time he didn't bring any meaning.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Lin?"

Seeing Lin Xuefeng from a distance, Lang Wenxing began to say hello. He said, "how can I come to Zixia when I have time?"

"Wenxing, some days are gone."

Lin Xuefeng and Lang Wenxing motioned for a moment and said, "don't I have something to ask for my son? I was afraid that he would refuse, so I didn't make a phone call, so I had to visit at the door! "

"Hey, you still have time to ask for a son?" Lang Wenxing laughed and said, "tell me about it. Maybe I can help you persuade Zixia."

"You can't persuade me." Liu Zixia said in silence: "it's the same thing you said to me yesterday."

"What's the matter?" Lang Wenxing blinked and said, "what about the competition?"

"That's true!"

Liu Zixia nodded and said, "but brother Xing, I advise you to give up this matter as soon as possible. The human culture propaganda department has given the whole planning to Uncle Lin's company. Don't mix with it."

"True or false?" Lang Wenxing glared and said to Lin Xuefeng, "Lao Lin, I really give it to you?"

Lin Xuefeng nodded helplessly and said, "if I can, I'd rather not have this task. It's too difficult! In half a month, I submitted 26 plans to the cultural propaganda department, none of which was given to me. "

"How much?"

Lang Wenxing had just taken a sip of water. When he heard this, he almost choked to death.

"26!"

Lin Xuefeng said seriously: "Mr. Lang, do you want this chance to plan the competition? If you want, I'll go to the people of the entertainment association and give this arduous task to your company. "

Lang Wenxing shook his head and said, "come on, if I remember correctly, your company has the best screenwriter team in the industry. Even you didn't succeed. I have to fight the streets."

"Shit, I knew that was the result."

Lin Xuefeng grabbed his head and said to Liu Zixia, "Zixia, you see, in the relationship between our two families, can you help uncle? If it goes on like this, I'll be forced by your uncle. I'm crazy! "

While saying this, he also winked at Lang Wenxing and wanted Comrade Lang to help him persuade Liu Zixia.

"Yes, even if you don't look at the face of Lao Lin, you should also look at the face of Lao Lin?"

Lang Wenxing gave Lin Xuefeng a "receive" look and continued:

"Besides, you are the main culprit in this matter. Do you think it's over just after taking part in this competition? You have to take the responsibility! "

"Er..."

Hearing Lang Wenxing's words, Lin Xuefeng was stunned and said, "Wenxing, what does this culprit mean?"

Apart from Lang Wenxing and Sunuo, only Jiang Ziyi, who participated in the rescue operation, knew the grudge between Liu Zixia and the group.

In addition, the leaders of the Lin family, Fang family and he family who have a good relationship with the Liu family should also know about this.

After all, it's the people of neon country who first moved in China, and it's also the elite team "Baqi". There's no reason why Chinese leaders don't know.

But as for other people, or their families, there's no need to tell them.

"This..."

Lang Wenxing did not rush to answer Lin Xuefeng's question, but looked at Liu Zixia.

After all, Liu Zixia was the victim. The host family did not agree with him. He said that he was taking over the responsibility.

"Nothing." Liu Zixia nodded and said, "brother Xing, just tell Uncle Lin directly. It's not a big deal!"