Fang Dalei picked up the phone and saw that it was a landline call from the Northern Capital, so he picked it up, and the opening on the other end of the phone was: "May I ask Mr. Fang Dalei, we are here from the Huaxia Propaganda Department, congratulations on your song "Singing the Motherland" was selected for the "I Sing Praises for the Motherland" large-scale song collection competition. ”

"Next, do you want to say what kind of registration fee and other nonsense fees I need to pay? I said this scam is too old-fashioned, right? Huaxuan Department? I still have Ziguang Pavilion. As he spoke, Fang Dalei hung up the phone with a "snap".

"It's laughing to death, the scammers have come to the door, and they are pretending to be from the Huaxia Propaganda Department. Fang Dalei smiled and showed his mobile phone number to Lin Junjie and the others.

"No, Da Lei, this number seems to be really the switchboard number of the Huaxia Propaganda Department, I have filmed a promotional video for them before, and the official number they contacted me seems to be this number. Lu Haozhe looked at the caller number on Fang Dalei's mobile phone, frowned, and said.

"Isn't it? Are you saying that this number is really the number of the Huaxia Propaganda Department? Then they are not lying when they say that my "Singing the Motherland" was selected for the "I Sing Praises for the Motherland" activity?" Fang Dalei asked incredulously.

"It seems that the Chinese Propaganda Department has organized such an activity, the purpose is to collect positive energy for the main theme song to sing at the National Day Gala, I remember that my agent also told me about it and asked me if I was interested. Anyway, I'm okay with pop music, and I can play the main theme songs. Lin Junjie spoke at this time, further affirming the authenticity of the phone call just now.

"So it's very likely that I made an oolong just now? Is this call really from the Huaxuan Department?" Fang Dalei was stupid all of a sudden, "My song was taken by the Huaxuan Department?"

Happiness came so suddenly......

Fang Dalei is happy here, and Wang Meiwei's heart is even more unpleasant, I originally thought that what I lost was a stone, but who knew that after the appearance of the stone was broken, the peerless jade inside was revealed, this time I really picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon.

"What are you doing here!Let's go!" Gao Jiandong pulled Wang Meiwei and was about to leave, when suddenly a person shouted from behind: "Oh, my God, Fang Dalei, I finally see you again." ”

Then, Gao Jiandong was hit by a figure who came in a hurry, and the figure apologized again and again, and then quickly walked to Fang Dalei and gave him a big hug: "Fang, you can't slip away this time, you don't know how much of a sensation your "Turkish March" has caused in the West." ”

The person who came was the old man Charlie Mande, he received a report from Lin Junjie, knowing that Fang Dalei would appear in the restaurant again tonight, he hurriedly rushed over, and hurriedly bumped into Gao Jiandong.

"Hey, old Charlie, don't be so enthusiastic, I'm not used to that. What the hell are you looking for me?" Fang Dalei broke free of Charlie Mande's embrace and spoke.

"It's not about that, your Turkish March, I'd like to invite you to Berkeley College. ”

"I'm going to study, I'm sorry, I don't really have time, and besides, my main business is really not music. Fang Dalei stretched out his hand, looking helpless.

"Oh, no, no, no, my child! It's not for you to go to school, Lin has already told me about your situation last time, and I don't think there is anything left to teach you in school, and I want you to go this time to give a lecture about your experience of completing the Turkish March, and any aspect of music. ”

"You're not kidding, are you kidding? I haven't graduated yet, so how can I teach people, and besides, I'm studying directing, not music. No matter how Fang Dalei looked at it, he felt that the old man was telling a joke.

"You have a saying in Huaxia that the achiever comes first, you are the master, and your level is enough. God, you really don't know how much of a sensation the Turkish March has caused in the West. Charlie Mander looked excited, as if Fang Dalei couldn't go if he didn't go.

At this time, Fang Dalei's phone rang again, and when he saw that it was still the phone of the Huaxuan Department, he hurriedly signaled to Charlie Mande, and then picked up the phone.

"Hello Mr. Fang, don't hang up the phone yet, listen to me, I'm really from the Huaxuan Department, not a liar. The voice on the other end of the phone was a little anxious, but in fact, it was right, anyone who made a phone call to say that he was down to business would be anxious if he was regarded as a liar.

"Uh...... I'm sorry, I just read the call, and I confirmed that you are indeed not a liar, I was too arbitrary just now, sorry, sorry. Fang Dalei touched his nose and said apologetically.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, it's good that you can trust me who I am. Then again, your vigilance is really high. "The staff of the Huaxuan Department are very helpless.

"Hahahaha, the main thing is that there are too many phone scams now, and I have to guard against it. What are you looking for me for, is it because of my song "Singing the Motherland"?"

"Yes, Mr. Fang, your "Singing the Motherland" is really well written, even if it is the main theme song, it is also a popular main theme song, your song has been selected for the "I Sing Praises for the Motherland" activity, just after the final selection is over, we will invite you to participate in this year's National Day Gala held by the national television, I don't know if you have time?"

Although he was already mentally prepared, when the other party personally said that he would be invited to participate in the National Day Gala of the National Television Station, Fang Dalei was still a little excited in his heart, you know, it is a national television station, the stars of the whole country are proud to be on the national television station, Fang Dalei is naturally not exempt from vulgarity, going to the national TV party, not only means that he can become famous overnight, but also represents this honor, which is what Fang Dalei dreamed of since he was born under the red flag.

He is very confident that he can be on national TV at this time and space, but he always feels that he has to wait, after all, he is not famous yet, and he didn't expect this opportunity to come so quickly.

"There is time, there is time, the country calls, and it is my duty to do so. Fang Dalei said awe-inspiringly.

"Hehe, it's not that serious, since you agreed, then we will arrange a special staff to contact you in the next few days, and I will send you a text message in a while, and you will send me your basic situation. The staff said.

"Okay, okay, so let's say that. Fang Dalei hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Just when Fang Dalei was on the phone with the staff of the Huaxuan Department, Wang Meiwei over there also recognized Charlie Mande.

Charlie Mand may not be very well-known among the general public, but in the eyes of those who study music, he is an idol-level existence, after all, Berklee College of Music is a temple for music lovers, and Charlie Mand is the leader in the temple.