The night is going deeper inch by inch, the bright moon is in the sky, the silver light is shining, and the cool evening breeze brings the pleasant fragrance of the summer night.

At the back of the stage, a high-spirited young man was calmly speaking his opinion, and his remarks were so believable that people were reluctant to interrupt him.

"There are high and low arts, but there is no high or low. Talking about the level of art is actually talking about the value of art, of course, this value is not based on short-term benefits, but needs to have certain objective judgment standards, such as condensing a high degree of ideology, such as having a strong aesthetic, and then promoting the development of artistic creation, etc.!"

Gently brushing back the hair that was blown to his eyebrows by the wind, Shen Yiran clenched Xu Lingyi's hand and talked about his ideals seriously.

"The Renaissance I am pursuing is to hope that one day, the literary and artistic workers of the Han Kingdom will have a harmonious creative environment, and every work can be oriented to a mature art market. ”

Speaking of this, Shen Yiran's eyes were a little gloomy, now the art industry in the Han Kingdom has become a tool for interest groups to make money, these high-ranking leaders, regardless of the quality of the work itself, through a lot of publicity and hype, let the audience who do not know the truth pay for it.

He is not opposed to these more commercial works, although their artistic value is not high, but they also have their reason for existence, what really disgusts him is those methods that ignore the ontology and excessive marketing, and the most important reason why these methods can be tried and tested again and again is that the art market is immature, and social opinion is always in the hands of capital.

In addition, under the influence of the art market with distorted values, the creative environment of literary and artistic workers is also extremely bad, and a series of phenomena such as the audience scolding the audience, the audience scolding the creator, and the creator hitting back at the audience have become normalized.

Take music as an example, those who like rock and roll say they like the pretentiousness of folk songs, those who like folk songs say they like pop and have low taste, and those who like pop say they like the hollow self-pride of rock and roll......

In this chain of contempt, each group has a sense of superiority with a good sense of self-perception, for this phenomenon, Shen Yiran did not attribute all the reasons to the audience, after all, everyone has their own likes and dislikes, which is a very normal thing.

However, under the guidance of media public opinion and the promotion of water army marketing, the audience and creators are unconsciously influenced by the interest groups behind them, instinctively amplify their own superiority and self-esteem, and then frantically fight with those who hold different views from them.

The result of this behavior is the hostility between people and a significant increase in the traffic of the platform, and at the same time, the creative environment has become more and more impetuous.

In Shen Yiran's eyes, to criticize a work, we must first start from the positioning of the work itself, and then make suggestions and opinions on the creator's artistic skills and flaws in the content of the work.

"Shen boy, isn't your ideal a bit utopian?"

Listening to Shen Yiran's description, Old Man Zhao euphemistically gave a negative view, wanting to change the status quo of the Han literary and artistic circle, unless every art, every genre, and the most influential creators can unite and constantly eliminate misunderstandings between the audience, it is possible to play a role, and this, in his opinion, is completely impossible.

Shen Yiran knew very well what Old Man Zhao thought, indeed, these influential art creators each had a huge fan base, and they all had their own pride, so it was even more difficult for them to unite than to ascend to the sky in the flesh.

But if all this influence is concentrated on one person, then it is no longer an illusion.

When he learned that he had the right to perform the work drawn, Shen Yiran's dream came to his mind.

Painting, sculpture, architecture, music, literature, dance, theater, film!

The cards that can be drawn in the game cover almost all types of art, and the art level that is far higher than that of Han also makes Shen Yiran know that as long as he has enough money, he can realize this utopian dream step by step.

Since fate has handed over the civilization of a world to himself, no matter how difficult the next road is, he has to go on step by step, after all, if people do not pursue their ideals, what is the difference between them and salted fish?

"I believe in you!"

Hearing the four words of softness in his ears, Shen Yiran felt that his heart was hot, and his determination to realize his ideals became more firm.

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While discussing the future and ideals on the playground, Xiao Chu had already returned to the dormitory, connected the mobile phone to the charging cable, closed his eyes and lay down on the bed, and then stretched his waist for a long time.

"It's a simple little love song that sings about the twists and turns of people's hearts......"

humming the melody quietly in her mouth, the performance on the stage appeared in front of her eyes again, the boy who was as warm as jade, the tender confession, and the love that was like Qinse, made Xiao Chu intoxicated for a long time and couldn't extricate herself.

"I suddenly want to fall in love!"

When she opened her eyes and looked at the bed board on the top bunk, Xiao Chu muttered with some envy, but what frightened her was that when she said this, all that popped out of her mind was Shen Yiran's figure.

"No, no, the seniors and seniors are so affectionate, how can I..."

Shaking her head frantically, Xiao Chu hurriedly warned herself, but she was instantly stunned halfway through the words.

"Why am I so nervous? What can't I do?"

The two questions kept replaying in Xiao Chu's mind like a magic spell, until she involuntarily reached out to pick up her mobile phone, opened the previous recorded video, looked at the young man with a guitar on the stage, and her powerful heartbeat told her that she might seem to like someone she might like.

"Oh my God, how could I have such an idea!"

Covering her face, Xiao Chu rolled around on the bed in despair, and at this moment, she suddenly saw a poster posted by her roommate on the desk, and the star in the poster gradually turned into Shen Yiran's appearance in her eyes.

"yes, if I think of him as my idol, then I like him as a pure fan, so it's okay!"

Self-deception thought of a way, Xiao Chu pouted and got up from the bed, clenched his fists and puffed himself up, and then walked to the desk and sat down.

turned on the computer and logged in to the account of her Soqu Guild, she is going to create a fan support club, no matter whether Shen Yiran can become an idol star in the future, she will be a die-hard fan who supports silently!

However, when she typed in Shen Yiran's three words, a message popped up that made her a little devastated.

"Hello, there are duplicate keywords you entered, please revise and submit again!"

Looking at the prompt information on the screen, he tried to calm down his emotions, you know, the first person to create a guild will become the president unconditionally, thinking that someone registered this name first, Xiao Chu said with resentment:

"Oh my God, this is a good thing that some immoral fellow has done!"

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Chang Zhihong, who was lying on the bed watching anime, sneezed fiercely, sniffed, stretched out his hand and moved the quilt to his body, Jiangxi City is located in the south, and the temperature difference between day and night in summer is too big, he doesn't want to catch a cold.