Chapter 82: A Word of Advice to the Secretary of the Qing Dynasty (1)

As Yan Wei said, Yongliang and the main creators of the three songs were arranged in a large room, a big round table, which was enough for these dozen people to sit down very loosely.

Everyone wants Yongliang to sit with him, but Yongliang doesn't dare, Fang Rongxiang, Wang Yumei, Zheng Lan, which one is not famous and well-known throughout the country? He has not been arrogant to that extent. Therefore, no matter how others persuaded him, he just refused, but chose to sit with Jiang Tao and Yan Zhiying to accompany the prime minister.

Seeing that he refused to sit with the Lord, and no one else sat down, he was at a stalemate. This is, as soon as the room opened, it was Yan Wei who walked in with a beautiful and capable woman in her twenties.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you, this is Ms. Zhang Wenyan, deputy director of Taiwan. Among the people present, except for Fang Rongxiang, Wang Yumei and other frequent visitors to the TV station, everyone else is not familiar with this deputy director Zhang.

Zhang Wenyan became the deputy director of the TV station in her twenties, and it is estimated that she is either outstanding in ability or has a strong background, and everyone dare not underestimate her, so they warmly shook hands with her and said hello.

When Yan Wei introduced Yongliang, Zhang Wenyan said with a smile: "Deputy Director Liang, just now our TV station team unified their opinions, and I officially inform you that your honorary deputy director has officially become a regular director, no opinion, right?" She thought that Yongliang would be very happy to hear the news, but Yongliang resigned.

"Thank you Director Zhang for your kindness, please forgive me for being disrespectful, I can't accept this kindness, today's dinner is over, and my mission in the province is over. Thank you!" Yongliang refused without hesitation.

When Zhang Wenyan heard this, Deputy Director Liang not only did not accept this appointment, but also didn't even want the title of honorary deputy director, and couldn't help but be curious. The heart said, does this kid not know what to do, or is there another reason?

"Oh, I wonder if Deputy Director Liang can tell me the reason?"

"First, I am not qualified for this position, and second, I am young and want to learn cultural knowledge. Yongliang explained what he meant succinctly.

"Okay, don't be burdened by fame, you can dive into your heart to continue your studies, this is the person who does great things, Director Liang, I support you, and I am very optimistic about your future. Wang Yumei is a celebrity in the cultural circle of Lu Province, so she naturally does not have many scruples when she speaks, and she hurriedly spoke out in support of Yongliang.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, please don't call me director, I'm a junior, you are all respected artists, just call me Xiaoliang, otherwise I can't afford it!" Yongliang hurriedly said modestly.

"Okay, okay, I'll call you Xiaoliang. Wang Yumei said happily. Fang Rongxiang, Gong Yaping, Song Yuqing, and Zhang Lingxia also agreed.

"I probably understand what you mean, you are afraid that having the status of deputy director will affect your study and daily life, right?" Zhang Wenyan said.

"Yes. Yongliang replied.

"That's easy to do. You, the deputy director, usually don't work at the TV station, you just have to study and busy with your business, and only when there are major events, we invite you to participate, but it is up to you to decide whether to participate or not. In short, you are free, how about it?" Zhang Wenyan said.

"This, isn't this okay?" Yongliang saw that people were so enthusiastic, and it was not good to be too faceless.

"There's nothing bad about it. To tell the truth, if I can't keep a talent like you, it will be the loss of our Lu Province, and I am afraid of being scolded by the people of the province. Zhang Wenyan said.

"Well, I agreed, or you'd have to say I'm too ignorant. Everyone talked about this, and in desperation, Yongliang had to agree.

Seeing that Yongliang agreed, Zhang Wenyan put her mind at ease and said with a smile: "Since Vice President Liang agreed, then you are the owner of the TV station, and I think it is justified for you to sit with this host." ”

Yongliang was about to resign, Zhang Wenyan said: "Don't shirk, if you don't sit, I see that everyone doesn't sit, let Mr. Fang and them stand with you, your sin will be great." ”

I have to say, this girl really has a set, and she forced Yongliang into the corner with one sentence, but there was no way, Yongliang had to sit in the main position, and everyone sat down. The guest of honor on Yongliang's right is Mr. Fang, and the deputy guest of honor on the left is Wang Yumei.

Zhang Wenyan did not sit down, stood still in the position of the deputy host, picked up a glass of juice, and said, "I have to go to other tables to toast, so I won't sit down." ”

After a pause, he continued: "Today's Lantern Festival Gala has achieved unprecedented success, according to the statistics of the technical department, the ratings of today's Gala have reached 86%, which is the highest record since the establishment of the station. Here, on behalf of the station, I would like to express my gratitude to all of you, especially Vice President Liang, the three programs you planned made the party reach three climaxes, and the final program "Always Go Home to See" made the party reach the highest peak. Of course, this is inseparable from the wonderful performances of the artists, so I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to all of you!

Zhang Wenyan is young, but she is eloquent, and when she said something, everyone nodded and drank the wine in the cup, which was regarded as a response to Zhang Wenyan's call.

After Zhang Wenyan finished toasting and took Yan Wei out, the protagonist of the banquet became Yongliang. Whether it is an old artist or a new singer, they all have a good impression of Yongliang, so they frequently toast him.

Yongliang does not refuse to come, he has qigong by his side, he is not afraid of getting drunk, he really can't stand the strength, so he uses qigong to force a drink outside the body, and drip it on the ground through his fingers, and others can't find it.

When Yongliang toasted Mr. Fang, he couldn't help but be a little worried when he thought of his future. If the historical trajectory remains unchanged, he will have 6 years to live and die in a hospital in Hong Kong.

"Old man, I don't know if I should say something or not?" asked Yongliang.

"Xiao Liang, you say, don't treat me as an outsider, I'm not a famous performing artist, just a descendant of the Qiu School, you don't need to be so polite. Fang Rongxiang said. Yongliang knew that he was the most reluctant to let people say that he was a famous Peking Opera performance artist, and he was most willing to be called a "successor of the Qiu School".

"Well, you're welcome. Old man, I have two sentences, first, I suggest that you perform less on stage in the future, and leave the performance to the disciples, and it is time for the disciples to take over the beams, but it is really nothing but the enthusiasm of the audience. I mean, you have to take care of yourself. After Yongliang finished speaking, he saw that the old man just nodded, and did not speak, knowing that he was in love with the stack for a while, it was estimated that it would not be very easy for him to give up the stage.

"The second sentence, you may not know, I have a small amount of money, if your body is in condition, don't be reluctant to spend money, I have covered all the expenses, please agree to my request. Yongliang knew that after the first operation, Mr. Fang insisted on leaving the hospital and returning to the stage because he wanted to save money for the country, and the stitches had not been removed before the incision was removed. Yongliang believes that that departure may have been the main reason why he passed out again later. In this life, when he has some money, he has to think about doing more useful things.

"Xiaoliang, thank you. I see what you mean. To be honest, I really can't leave the audience. Seeing the eager eyes of the audience, I felt that if I didn't sing well, I would be sorry for the cultivation of the party and the people. Since you said so, I will listen to you, and in the future, I will let my apprentices take on the important task of performing, and my focus will be on cultivating disciples, and strive to carry forward the art of the Qiu School. Fang Rongxiang thanked Yongliang for his kindness, thought about it, and said the above words.

"That's right. Old man, I hope you live a long life!" Yongliang said.

"Hahaha, then I'll borrow your auspicious words!" Mr. Fang said with a smile.