vstars Chapter 341: Organizing the First Spring Festival Gala 3
Chapter 341: Organizing the First Spring Festival Gala 3
Just as Chang Zhengyang judged, when Xu Damao came again the next night, he brought the news that the headmaster, Lao Zhu, agreed to his proposal.
So this morning Chang Zhengyang was invited to the central conference room for a meeting.
The level of today's meeting is not low. In addition to Chang Zhengyang, the second-in-command of the Propaganda Department also came to the meeting.
First, Director Lao Zhu gave an opening speech, then the second-in-command of the Propaganda Department conveyed the instructions from the top, and then it was Chang Zhengyang's turn to speak.
"Comrades, you are all veterans in the literary and artistic circles. I am an outsider and have no right to guide your work. However, I would like to make some suggestions from the standpoint of an audience. I looked at the program list prepared by the director team, and I think there is something wrong. What is wrong with it? The content of the program is too biased towards the north. For example, making dumplings is not good. Although I am from Yanjing, I also know that comrades in the south do not eat dumplings on New Year's Eve. Some places eat steamed buns, some places eat qingtuan, and some places eat rice cakes. In a word, our Spring Festival Gala is for audiences across the country. This is a family carnival for the people of the whole country. This family carnival should not only have the characteristics of the northern culture, but also the characteristics of other regions. Only in this way can our gala be regarded as a real family carnival. Well, that's all I have to say. I hope comrades can consider my suggestions."
As soon as Chang Zhengyang finished speaking, the people in the audience began to whisper to each other. Some people became nervous, while others became excited.
The former are the northern faction, or more precisely, practitioners in the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region. The reason why they are nervous and even dissatisfied is that according to Chang Zhengyang's proposal, they will have to give up some of their program places to the southern faction.
We are all in the literary and artistic circles, and this gala is the first televised gala since the founding of the People's Republic of China.
Anyone who can appear on such a stage can become a household name in a few days.
The fame and fortune contained in the night are so great that how can ordinary people refuse it?
The reason why this gala is taken so seriously and held at such a high level is not only because it is the first televised gala, but more importantly, it is the first gala for the whole country.
In fact, the Spring Festival Gala has existed since the founding of the People's Republic of China and has been held every year. However, before that, it was held in a grand auditorium, similar to watching a drama in a theater, and only a few people were qualified to watch it.
Everyone in the venue whose hometown was in the south was very excited at the moment. Before, they had few people in the station and little say, which led to the program of this evening party being basically controlled by people from the north. They also protested, but in the end it was of no avail.
Now that high-level leader Chang Zhengyang has spoken, their spring has finally come.
At this time, the discussions in the meeting hall were getting louder and louder. Many people looked at Chang Zhengyang with dissatisfaction, thinking that he was meddling in other people's business.
As a researcher, why do you come here to point fingers at our literary and art circle?
"Ahem, I think what Dean Chang said is a bit alarmist. Art, after all, is not limited by region. For example, a good song or a beautiful dance can resonate with everyone. Is it because of its regional attributes? Obviously not. It should be attributed to the quality of the artwork itself, right? So I think we should speak based on the quality of the work!"
The person who spoke was a deputy director of the station. Chang Zhengyang remembered that his surname was Dai Yongyuan. He didn't expect that he was such an eloquent person.
Chang Zhengyang smiled and didn't respond. He just needed to raise the topic, and the rest would be decided by others.
For example, Tang Wenliang, the second-in-command of the Propaganda Department who sits on the other side of Director Zhu, is the second-in-command of the competent department. He will only look at the issue from the national level and will definitely support and agree with Chang Zhengyang's proposal.
As expected, Tang Wenliang took the initiative to speak: "I think President Chang's suggestion is very valuable. Yes, the reason why we hold this TV gala is so that people all over the country can watch it. In this case, this gala should allow people from all over the country and all nationalities to resonate with each other."
Tang Wenliang certainly knew the true importance of Chang Zhengyang. Yesterday, the senior leader praised the song My Chinese Heart highly, and he was present at the scene.
From the senior leaders to Chang Zhengyang, the attitude of the top leaders has been very clear. This Spring Festival Gala is to unite all compatriots at home and abroad. How can we tolerate these people below playing cliques!
Tang Wenliang has already expressed his stance, so Zhu, as the top leader of the Taiwan Affairs Office, will naturally not go against his will.
"I agree with Vice Minister Tang. As a national television station, we must take the initiative to assume the responsibility of serving the people of the country..."
The conference ended in the depression of many people. The meeting was over and Tang Wenliang left in a hurry.
Chang Zhengyang did not leave immediately because he was still a consultant to the party organizing committee and had to attend a small meeting of the organizing committee.
Actually, his title of consultant was just an empty title and no one took it seriously before. But no one expected that Chang Zhengyang would do this today.
Why do you, a high-ranking leader like you, come to our small organizing group to join in the fun?
In Xu Damao's office, Xu Damao placed a cup of steaming tea in front of Chang Zhengyang.
"Oh, authentic Wuyi Mountain Tieguanyin, you can do it now!"
"It was given to me by someone else, just two taels. I can't bear to drink it myself. I only make a pot of it when you, Dean Chang, come."
Xu Damao sat down opposite Chang Zhengyang and said with a chuckle, "Zhengyang, don't you see that those people are looking at you as if you were an enemy? You have to be careful. These people may not be good at anything else, but they are good at gossiping and making up rumors behind people's backs."
Chang Zhengyang took a sip of tea and said nonchalantly, "It's okay. People in the art circle, especially those who started out as street performers, have a lot of bad habits and bad rules. Now they've become people's artists and think they're big shots. Bah, what the hell!"
Xu Damao nodded and said with emotion: "Who says it's not true? These people are like masters teaching apprentices, and apprentices teaching grandchildren. It's hard to get in or out. Don't think that they call me Director Xu to my face. Guess what they call me behind my back?"
Chang Zhengyang asked curiously, "What should I call you?"
Xu Damao said indignantly: "Xu Ma Lian!"
puff!
Chang Zhengyang couldn't hold back his breath and a mouthful of tea spat out. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and grabbed the newspaper beside him to catch the tea, otherwise Xu Damao opposite him would have been disfigured today.