On the evening of the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, CCTV gathered again. But the vast majority of them are actors in the system.

For the actors in the system, the Lantern Festival Gala has a different meaning from ordinary parties. Because in addition to the innocuous gimmick of "Lantern Festival", since 01, a new content has been added to the Lantern Festival Gala, that is, the selection of the audience's favorite Spring Festival Gala program. This is especially important.

said that it was selected by the audience, but in fact, everyone knew in their hearts that except for the programs that were particularly well-received and had great social influence, they could win a veritable first prize, and the remaining second and third prizes were open to debate.

It is not easy for a show to be selected for the Spring Festival Gala, and it is even more difficult to win an award.

It can be said that the highest award that many people who have been in the arts all their lives may be the annual "My Favorite Spring Festival Gala Program".

At around half past seven in the evening, Wang Kefan, Guo Yujing, and Xiao Gu came to the CCTV building together, and then separated at the entrance of the actors' lounge.

Wang Kefan's show is ranked 21st, and he can only play at about nine o'clock.

Walking into the lounge, there was a very famous singer sitting in the room.

Sa Dingding, who had already changed into a Tibetan suit, was holding a magazine in his hand, and when he looked up and saw a passer-by A coming in, he was a little puzzled at first, but when he saw Wang Kefan sitting on the sofa very naturally, he knew that this passer-by A should be an actor.

As for why a passer-by could sit in the same lounge as her, Sa Dingding didn't think too much about it. She showed a smile and nodded lightly at Wang Kefan, which was regarded as a greeting. Then he flipped through the magazine in his hand.

Seeing this, Wang Kefan didn't plan to introduce himself to Sa Dingding, after all, it was also quite embarrassing for people to recognize him. Wang Kefan chose to be quiet very rationally.

After a few minutes, the door was pushed open again.

Sa Dingding put down the magazine again, but her attitude was very different from when she just saw Wang Kefan come in, she immediately stood up with a smile and greeted loudly: "Director Liu! ”

Liu Yuansong nodded as if he coped, and walked straight in front of Sa Dingding, Sa Dingding was strange, but he heard Liu Yuansong excitedly say to the passer-by in the house: "Kefan, you have to behave well later, there are many central leaders who come to see tonight." ”

Wang Kefan stood up and replied with a smile: "Director Liu, you don't have to be nervous, if there are really so many leaders coming to see, I will definitely be more nervous than you." ”

Liu Yuansong patted Wang Kefan on the shoulder, looked at Sa Dingding's puzzled look again, and hurriedly explained to her: "I don't know, right? Kefan, this guy looks very different from what he looks on TV. ”

Sa Dingding looked Wang Kefan up and down in surprise, and said in disbelief: "It's too far away, right?" ”

Liu Yuansong asked with a smile: "Are you very envious of having such a face?" ”

Sa Dingding thought about it, but shook his head and said, "I'd rather be beautiful all the time." ”

Wang Kefan sighed very hurt in his heart.

After Liu Yuansong, a busy man, came over to greet Wang Kefan, he hurriedly didn't know what to do.

The big director went out, and Sa Dingding finally put down the magazine in his hand and began to chat with Wang Kefan.

It is impossible for a home-dwelling creature like Wang Kefan to have any common language with a high-end artist like Sa Dingding, who runs all year round the world, but fortunately, there is music as a bridge.

Needless to say, Sa Dingding's attainments in music, when he met Wang Kefan, who had a solid theoretical foundation, he couldn't stop chatting. Especially after talking about musical instruments, Wang Kefan, as an expert, is even more gushing. What instruments should be used in what context, how should Western pop music be matched with Chinese classical instruments, and so on.

After Wang Kefan finished speaking, Sa Dingding threw out a question: "Wang Kefan, your basic skills are so solid, haven't you ever thought about creating some works by yourself?" ”

Wang Kefan thought for a while and replied, "It's not that I don't want to, but I haven't thought about it." ”

"I heard that you walked alone in China for seven months last year, and you didn't even think about it in between?"

Wang Kefan said with a smile: "In those months, I basically sang on the side of the road, if I sang and wrote myself, where would anyone buy it." Speaking of which, the listener's favorite is to listen to classic old songs, a famous singer goes out to perform, and eighty percent of the audience would rather listen to the old songs they have heard hundreds of times than listen to any new songs. ”

After hearing this, Sa Dingding shook his head and said, "If you think so, it will be too bad." If people all over the country like to listen to saliva songs now, wouldn't everyone who is engaged in music have to write saliva songs? In this case, what future does Chinese music have? ”

Wang Kefan didn't expect that a simple topic would be pulled into the national righteousness.

He squeezed out a smile with some embarrassment and said, "Then this year, I'll try my best to write some good works." ”

Wang Kefan replied very sincerely, but made Sa Dingding shake his head again.

At this moment, a staff member pushed the door in and reminded Sa Dingding: "Teacher Dingding, it's almost time for your show, let's go backstage to prepare first." ”

Sa Dingding nodded, stood up, and before going out, he said to Wang Kefan: "It's very difficult to create, don't think about this matter too easily." ”

After Sa Dingding left the room, Wang Kefan pondered Sa Dingding's words again, and was a little unwilling to believe it, and then found paper and pen in the room, intending to try it.

Wang Kefan held the pencil, looked at the white paper, and didn't plan to write anything else, the theme was set as the Lantern Festival.

After meditating and thinking for more than ten minutes, countless classic movements floated through my mind, but every time I picked up the pen and wrote a sentence, I felt that something was wrong, brushed it out twice, and tossed back and forth for a long time, not only did I not write a single note, but I painted a piece of white paper in a mess.

"It's really that hard......"

Wang Kefan frowned slightly and sorted out his thoughts.

In a matter of moments, he found the problem.

He does have a lot of real inventory in his stomach, and he also has an absolute understanding to experience the artistic conception of a song, but what is needed for creation is not understanding and memory, the most important thing is - creativity!

Wang Kefan found that he had entered a misunderstanding, he thought that the invincible Wu surname might include invincible imagination, but now it seems that it is definitely not.

The reason why he was able to succeed in the field of advertising is that he has read a lot of advertising and media theories and knows them well, and secondly, he has the ability to express his thoughts with dynamic pictures and concise words.

But now, Wang Kefan suddenly realized that the talent of using music to express his thoughts did not exist in his talent. In other words, he only has an understanding of music, he can sing songs written by others, but he can't sing what is in his heart with his voice.

Think about it, how can you use a piece of music to express that a person is dying of thirst in the desert?

Wang Kefan frowned tightly and racked his brains - he couldn't think of it, he really couldn't think of it.

He shook his head and sighed softly: "By the way, did I go the wrong way in the first place, if it was a talent in advertising, I should be a film director......

Wang Kefan unconsciously picked up the program on the table, looked at the "singer Wang Kefan" written on it, and suddenly felt a little ironic.

A singer without creative talent can't be a real singer, right? Can't even talk about singers, let alone the god of music and the god of song?

Wang Kefan shook his head with a wry smile, and said to himself: "Isn't it time to find a teacher and learn some creative skills?" ”