Chapter 200: A Cloud Floats

Don't have time for an interview?

Are you kidding.

A group of reporters didn't believe it, you must know that they made an appointment in advance, and if they were interested in being interviewed, they could arrange another time after the event.

Now he refused......

A little star, but also dare to play a big name?

Believe it or not, they add fuel to the fire and follow the trend in the newspapers.

"Fairly" "guiding" public opinion is their forte.

A seemingly impartial stance can be completely biased towards negative impressions by playing with words.

The administrative department also seemed to be worried about this, so after politely refusing, he hurriedly added it and told a group of reporters that Zhou Mu was now in Texas.

Attend an event in Texas......

Is it a commercial performance?

A group of reporters hung up.

Caught off guard, someone's eyes widened and something came to mind.

Texas now should be very lively.

The media company to which he belongs, led by the editor-in-chief and a few elite soldiers, has already rushed to Texas early, waiting for the start of an event.

Won't it ......

A thought crossed the man's mind. Immediately, he was amused by his absurd thoughts, shook his head, and patted his cheek to sober himself up.

The two things are certainly not next to each other.

Maybe Zhou Mu is cutting the ribbon for the opening of a small shopping mall.

And his editor-in-chief.

At this time, I must be in the largest cultural memorial hall in Texas, with colleagues from all over the country, waiting for me.

This cultural memorial hall covers an area of more than 100,000 square meters, and it is a complex located in the western suburbs of Texas City, encompassing seven or eight hills.

With a thatched cottage as the core, it expands to the peaks on all sides.

This morning, tens of thousands of citizens gathered in the memorial hall for a grand event.

It includes officials from national cultural departments, cultural celebrities from all over the world, and people from all walks of life.

Hundreds of reporters from the direction of the mountain gate, all the way to the inside of the memorial hall.

They can be seen in almost every corner. Or take pictures, or broadcast live, or interview......

Citizens, cultural celebrities, and people from all walks of life, including officials from relevant departments, are also actively cooperating and answering all questions.

The great writer Zhang Bo, the 150th birthday.

Such a world-class cultural celebrity is not only the pride of the entire Texas region, but also the country's business card, and it cannot be overstated.

What's more, it is a common practice to celebrate every five small celebrations and ten major celebrations.

Not to mention, one hundred and fifty years is also a very commemorative number.

Therefore, from the top to the people, they all spontaneously operated. Even in broad daylight, the national TV broadcast live, and the number of people watching it was quite large.

Some people even expressed their feelings on the Internet.

"Chongdao Gong through the ages!"

"Great literati need to be remembered at all times!"

"The first person in the family, there is no one before, and there is no one who will come after. ”

"It took a lifetime to write a book, and countless people studied it for a lifetime......"

"What I said upstairs is not right, in fact, in addition, Zhang Chongdao also has a lot of articles that have been handed down, don't you know? When I was a student, I had a headache ...... my back."

"Yes, yes, recite the full text, the skull hurts. ”

“...... Now you have to memorize it. ”

"Haha, I've been passing by in college, and I've worked hard for my younger students. ”

“......”

"The more restless and chaotic an era is, the more we need a quiet and stubborn soul. ”

"Between suffering and faith, a monument in the history of literature has been forged. ”

“......”

The discussion on the Internet is lively.

The crowd at the scene was even more excited.

Many people dragged their families with their families, and the whole family was complete, and slowly approached the memorial hall.

At the entrance of the memorial hall, it was a wide square.

A huge stone statue, towering in the center, is naturally a portrait of the great writer Zhang Bo. The appearance is dignified and elegant, the beard hangs down the chest, and the demeanor is full.

Walking past the statue, there are twelve optimus pillars, and the gates that support them have opened more than a dozen gaps, and now they are all open, so that everyone can enter from different directions.

Of course, there are security personnel, from which the flow is limited. Pull the cordon and let them go in waves.

As soon as you enter the door, the hall is empty, and a "book" comes into everyone's eyes.

The so-called book is actually a sculpture, a metal sculpture, something made of copper alloy, which looks like a thick book.

Standing in the "book", on the cover, the title of the book is scribbled.

But almost everyone who came in, even if they couldn't make out cursive, knew what these words were.

"Floating in the Clouds"

This is the title of the book, one.

This book is regarded by the world as the first strange book of the ages.

Around this book, many literary critics have been fed. So much so that now, the book has developed into a science.

At home and abroad, all over the world, many people respect it.

Someone has calculated that this book translated into different languages sells well in more than 160 countries, and every once in a while, a new edition is launched in a different country, and it will be on the bestseller list of that country.

It's a miracle.

It is also the influence of world-class writers.

The commemorative activities were carried out from morning to afternoon, and the strong atmosphere slowly faded a little. Some citizens went back, and the memorial was no longer crowded.

However, in the thatched cottage on the mountain, it is still very lively.

The simple thatched hall is covered with mud as the wall and thatch as the roof. That was the place where the great literary Zhang Bo, more than a hundred years ago, lived in seclusion.

After several renovations, the old is as old as the old.

Needless to say, the internal situation is very simple anyway.

The key is that near the entrance of the thatched cottage, a spacious platform has been temporarily erected.

On both sides of the platform, various shooting and recording equipment form a dense circle. Even the live broadcast car was dispatched, not to mention hundreds of reporters, carrying "long guns and short guns", focusing on taking pictures, live graphics, and videos.

There were also hundreds of people, forming two long queues. Under the organization and guidance of the staff, they held the books one by one and walked onto the platform.

This is a special book signing.

"Mr. Bu. ”

"It's still official, please move the great god of Mr. Bu. ”

"Bu Lao is over seventy, and he still has to help hold the signing, he shouldn't ......"

"Yes, you can't let the old people get tired......"

"What kind of book did you write?"

"Don't you know upstairs? There has already been news, Mr. Bu was commissioned by the official to compile a biography of Zhang Chongdao......"

“...... If this is more, is there still less biography of Zhang Bo?"

"No, no, no, it's different. My mother's cousin's son's girlfriend's uncle's cousin's wife's hair is small, and the driver of the secretary of the official of the cultural department, he told me...... This biography has a lot of top-secret information from the authorities. ”

"Yes, I've heard that too. The biography compiled by Mr. Bu focuses on the first half of Zhang Chongdao's life. Everyone knows that in the textbook, the record of Zhang Bo is quite rigid. ”

It is said that he was born in a wealthy family and lived in very good conditions, but after the age of 20, the times were turbulent, the country was ruined, and in the war, he was impoverished, traveled all over the country, and finally chose to live in seclusion in the mountains to create, and the book was completed. ”

But what was the first half of his life, there is no record in the official history, but there are a lot of wild histories, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. ”

"Now that there is official support, the famous writer Mr. Bu Jin has written to restore a real Zhang Bo, and I am still looking forward to it. ”

"Looking forward to ......"

"What is the title of a biography?"

“...... Ordered!"

Everyone commented.

The signing meeting is carried out in an orderly manner.

Mr. Bu Jin, aged 76, is a gray-haired and easy-going old man. He was dressed very exquisitely, wearing a well-tailored formal suit, and he had a sense of personability.

Even if he is old, his elegant bookish atmosphere and bright and warm eyes make everyone feel that when he was young, he was definitely a beautiful man as gentle as jade.

Considering Mr. Bu Jin's physical strength, the organizers only arranged for 100 lucky winners, so that they could get autographs.

The rest can only lament in unison, helpless.

However, more people still expressed understanding. The elderly can't afford to toss, and if something happens, they can't afford to take responsibility.

The end of the signature does not mean that the event is over.

After Mr. Bu Jin put down his pen, a middle-aged man walked onto the stage.

"What is this?"

Someone wondered.

"Ahh

Some people exclaimed, "Zhang Huang!"

"Great Director ......"

"How did he come. ”

The great director Zhang Huang is the pillar of the industry giant Brilliant Pictures.

Thirty years ago, he and Gu Hui, the boss of Brilliant Pictures, joined forces to fight the world. Starting from a small studio, it has become a giant now.

The appearance of such a powerful figure naturally surprised many people.

Of course, in front of Bu Jin, Zhang Huang was considered a junior, he was smiling and took the initiative to bow and greet. After a while, he sat down beside Bu Jin.

Naturally, there was a host who handed the microphone to the two.

"Welcome Director Zhang. ”

The host guided the topic and said with a smile: "I think everyone is curious, why did you appear here, why did you participate in the signing of Bu Lao......"

"Haha. ”

Zhang Huang had a rough face and a deep voice, like a strong iron man, "My surname is Zhang, you may not know that my ancestral home is Texas." If I were to study it carefully, I might be a descendant of Chongdao Gong......"

What the?

The crowd was shocked and excited.

Really?

That's a lot of material.

The commotion of the crowd made Zhang Huang chuckle and threw out another big news, "Not only that, but after reading Bu Lao's work, I also had an idea to make a biographical film of Chongdaogong." Bu Lao is a screenwriter, consultant, and art director......"

Yes!!

The reporters next to him were not only in a commotion, but simply in a commotion.

You must know that biographical movies are not something that can be made casually, especially a biographical film of a world cultural celebrity like Zhang Bo, even if you set up a project, the relevant departments feel that you are not capable of filming such a heavy subject, so they will directly send you back and are not allowed to shoot.

But Zhang Huang is different.

He is a great director and has won numerous awards.

With the title of literary worker and artist, he wants to make a biopic of Zhang Bo, which is not only supported by the upper class, but also has few opinions from the public.

What's more, a movie created by a great director and a great writer together.

If there are no surprises, it must be a classic......

A group of reporters went crazy and raised their hands to ask questions.