"Isn't this just a fake performance?" Zhang Yusheng said immediately.

Although he was old, his head was not rusty, and Zhang Yusheng quickly figured out the key to it.

"Director Wei, that's not what you told us when you came. Zhang He's tone became cold.

"Mr. Zhang, it is written on the contract that the performance is led by our program team, and I hope you can understand that our program is for young people, and the stars invited are also people from the recent popular talent show, pure old-fashioned performances, our audience will not watch them. Wei Dong said earnestly.

From the beginning, I didn't plan to engage in old-fashioned performances, not to promote old-fashioned, but just to use old-fashioned as a gimmick, focusing on stars.

"Mr. Zhang, what we need for our TV programs is ratings, and the old style can increase our ratings, but it is impossible to just perform the old style. Wei Dong continued.

It takes a lot of time to integrate pop music and old dialect, and Wei Dong doesn't have the leisure to prepare for this, just do it casually.

He didn't expect to make good music in the first place, he just planned to make it popular.

But Zhang He didn't think so, they thought that Wei Dong was going to make a real fusion music.

With the precedent of the music festival, Zhang He no longer resisted these, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing here.

"You play the strings on stage, you don't have to sing, you can easily earn the money, still don't you want to?" Wei Dong's tone became stern.

"We are artists, and the performance must be worthy of the audience, what are you talking like this?" Zhang Yusheng said.

Several other veteran artists were also indignant.

I've been singing dramas for most of my life, and I've never sung fake plays, so they can't do such a thing.

"Why are you sorry for the audience? You are worthy of the audience when you sit on the stage, the contract has been signed, you have to do what we say!" Wei Dong said sharply.

He really couldn't figure out how there could be such a stupid person in this world.

It's not happy to let you sing a few words casually and earn money easily, it's better than you wading through mountains and rivers to earn so many hundred dollars by singing and singing for a few hours.

"If you can sing, you can sing, and if you can't, you will go according to the contract. Wei Dong said slowly.

Zhang He's face was gloomy, and his face was hesitant.

Although everyone is reluctant to do this, but now, if you don't do it, you have to do it.

Failure to follow the contract is a breach of contract, and breach of contract is subject to liquidated damages, not a small amount.

"Yu Shengye, I'm sorry. Zhang He said apologetically.

"It's okay, just sing it, let's lose this person. Zhang Yusheng said slowly.

Fortunately, it wasn't Zhang Delin who came here, if the art troupe came here, it would be a shame for the adult, and the Laoxiang Art Troupe did this kind of thing, which had a huge negative impact, and it was not good for the Laoxiang Protection Center.

Zhang Yusheng's team is not official, even if there is public opinion, it will be better, Zhang He is faintly happy in his heart.

So far, I can only bite the bullet.

"You can understand it best, old artists, Mr. Zhang, we are also for the ratings. Wei Dong left here after speaking.

Only Zhang He and a group of old artists were left in the background.

"Xiao He, don't have any ideas, let's sing it since we're here, we have the right to spread the old dialect, it doesn't matter if you are wronged. Zhang Yusheng said slowly.

"That's it, Xiao He, it's okay, fake acting, fake acting, we can still be a little easier, make money for nothing, and promote the old style. ”

Other old artists have said.

Although it is a fake performance, it is certain that the old tone will spread.

Now that the traffic stars have taken shape, the fan effect of these traffic stars is very large, if the old man can take advantage of this to attract some young fans, this trip is not in vain.

Zhang He nodded and said, "I won't take this kind of job again in the future." ”

The rehearsal began, and everyone waited backstage.

On the stage, several hosts and traffic stars talked and laughed, saying some saliva jokes, and after the host introduced the topic to Huayin's old dialect, the staff called the old artists to come to the stage.

"Yu Shengye, go ahead, although I only sing a few words, but I also want to sing the majesty of our old Huayin dialect!" Zhang He said in a deep voice.

The veteran artists nodded and stepped onto the stage.

On the stage, the lights are bright, colorful, and very dazzling.

Zhang Yusheng and others sat in the middle of the stage, but the position was slightly back, because the stage in front of them was reserved for those stars.

There was no audience at the rehearsal, just a walk-through.

The veteran artists are still giving their all.

A suona sounded, and the old artist looked up to the sky and blew.

Zhang Yusheng suddenly stood up and sang aloud: "The south bank of the Weishui River!"

"Hey!" the crowd responded.

"Generations will never leave the original!"

"Hey!"

"Up and down for thousands of years!"

"Hey!"

"Nature, you can't change!"

"Hey!"

"Let go of the golden voice!"

"Hey!"

"Huayin's old voice wants to roar!" Zhang Yusheng shouted at the top of his voice, very hard.

Wei Dong in the audience was also a little moved, and was impressed by the spirit of the old artists.

Even if he knows that this scene is just a foil, every artist still works hard to perform without the slightest slack.

As the shouts of the crowd ended, the old performance actually came to an end, but everyone still pretended to pull the strings and play the music on the stage.

Although the microphone has been cut off, and the sound cannot reach the audience's ears at all, the old artists are still playing according to the score.

Several celebrities slowly walked up to the stage and sang a few words casually with the microphone, not serious at all.

"Okay, okay, in a hurry, just sing a few words. Several celebrities disdainfully said that they were not even willing to rehearse properly.

"Okay, you have the final say. Wei Dong said hurriedly.

In the middle of the music, Zhang Yusheng shouted at the top of his voice: "Huayin old dialect, Huayin old dialect, Huayin old dialect!"

However, because of the microphone, his voice is mixed with the music, very small, if you don't listen carefully, you can't even hear it, you can only see Zhang Yusheng stepping on the bench, his body and arms dancing with the rhythm, as if he is struggling, shouting, as if he wants to shout out the injustice in his heart.

Several stars walked to the top of the stage, sang a few words again in their mouths, and posed a few handsome poses.

The old artists beat the gongs and drums and smashed the bench, shouting: "Hi, hi, hi!"

With just a few sounds, the show ended here.

The later shows are all interactions between stars and hosts, and there is nothing to do with Huayin's old words.

Wei Dong walked over and said with a smile: "Thank you artists, your performance is wonderful." ”

Isn't it exciting? I didn't do much acting, where did I see that it was wonderful.

"Thank you, Director Wei, for giving us this opportunity. Zhang He said slowly.

He didn't want to say anything to this kind of person anymore, and even some celebrities hated it.

Traditional art may not be known, but it is not tolerated.

Wei Dong didn't say anything when he saw Zhang He's expression, and besides, I'm afraid there will be a fight.

However, the rehearsal ended quickly, and the afternoon was the recording of the show.

By the time the recording began, the audience was seated.

The promotional poster will be branded with the name of old-fashioned, and even when the show is promoted on the Internet, it will be said that a certain star perfectly integrates Huayin's old style into pop music, as for what is going on, most viewers will not care, just watch the excitement.

The host and the stars told jokes on stage, and the audience laughed from time to time.

When the host announced that the guests would sing a piece of music with Huayin Laoyan, the audience was boiling.

Many viewers have heard of the name of Huayin's old dialect, but they didn't expect to see it here, and they all cheered.

"It's actually a fusion of Huayin's old dialect and pop music, this trip is not in vain!"

"I'm looking forward to it, I don't know what I can sing!"

The audience was staring intently at the stage.

The veteran artists slowly climbed to their seats.

Seeing the heroic appearance of this group of old artists, the audience was also disturbed.

"The south bank of the Weishui River!" Zhang Yusheng sang.

"Hey!" everyone echoed in unison.

"Generations will never leave the original!"

"Hey!"

"Up and down for thousands of years!"

"Hey!"

"Nature, you can't change!"

"Hey!"

On the stage, the appearance of the old artists was deeply imprinted in the hearts of the audience.

As the last shout sounded, the music gradually began to rise, and the veteran artists began to play the strings, although there was no sound, but they also had to perform hard for the audience.

Their figures were blocked by the singing stars, and their voices were covered by the voices of the singing stars, but no one had a trace of relaxation, and they were still performing seriously.

At the end, when the performance ended, the old artists shouted several times, bringing the atmosphere of the entire studio hall to a climax.

The audience applauded.

The veteran artists did not have any extra opportunities to perform, so they left the stage directly.

The audience was so caught up in the other performances on stage that they forgot about the performance they had just performed.

"Yu Shengye, how is it?" Zhang He asked.

"That's it, let's go, it's not as comfortable as me singing in the theater. Zhang Yusheng said with a smile.

"Good. Zhang He immediately agreed.

It's not interesting to stay here, and I won't fight when I look at the faces of those people.

Wei Dong was still watching the show in the studio hall, leading the recording work, and called a staff member to say hello.

"Mr. Zhang, we have to invite you to dinner after the show is recorded, you can wait a minute. The staff said eagerly.

"No need, please tell Director Wei that there are still performances in our theater, so let's go first. Zhang He said calmly.

After speaking, he left here with the old artists without looking back.

Seeing that they couldn't keep it, the staff sighed and told Wei Dong the news in the past.

After Wei Dong heard this, he also shook his head again and again and said, "Go and buy the tickets for them, and you don't have to worry about the rest." ”

The staff nodded and chased out.

According to the contract, the TV station will bear the cost of going back and forth, and they should do so.

When they returned to Huayin City and returned to the small stage of the theater again, Zhang Yusheng and the others finally felt a trace of human touch, a trace of the taste that really belonged to the old style.