Chapter 835: The Third Wave of Propaganda (4)

There are endless arguments, business and art, these two are like two inseparable couples, any art needs the artist to be fed and clothed first, and if you can't live, what kind of art can you talk about? But when they are truly famous, these artists turn their noses up at money.

"Alright." An old voice sounded, and all the people stopped when they heard it.

"I'm asking you to come here temporarily, not to ask for your opinions." The old man got up from his seat, took a deep breath, and said with burning eyes: "Instead, ask, who wants to go to China with me?" Take a look at this feast that Time magazine so revered. ”

"Teacher, you ......"

The old man waved his hand: "Dear...... Have you ever thought about it. It's the biggest stage play in the world, at least for now. That's enough to leave a deep mark on the world! If we participate, it will be the icing on the cake for our career. Art, what is art? It is what we intuitively think is beautiful, and how much do we give up for this beauty? Why is there such an opportunity in front of us now, and we have to worry about how many commercial elements are mixed behind it? ”

"The Qin Dynasty is not an art company. It's about making money in itself. Ask yourself, isn't your firm, your brokerage company, just a commercial way to present our values to the world? ”

"In that case, what's the point of hesitation?" The old man's eyes were like fire: "I ask again, in the near future, I am about to go to China." I'm going to see for myself what it's like to have the most beautiful, highest-investment, and best-equipped stage show in history. Who ......"

His gaze swept over everyone: "Who's going with me?" ”

Tokyo, Japan, Norio Oga closed Time Magazine with trembling hands.

"The Biggest ...... in History"

"The ...... with the largest investment"

"The best ...... the equipment"

...... No, it's a miracle......" he muttered a little flushed, repeating the words from Time magazine: "It's going to be held in China...... It's dazzling, and it makes the world's art world focus on China......"

"And among them, there is the figure of my Oga Norio......" As soon as he thought of this, he felt schizophrenic. On one side is the president of Sony, and on the other side is Norio Oga, who wants to become a music master.

It's so tangled, just like when he gave up his debut show.

"Ozawa!" He shouted in a low voice, and the assistant at the door immediately walked in: "Your Excellency." ”

"Did I ask you to find the symphony orchestra!? Why don't you report it now! When he saw Ozawa, he became a nameless fire, and he was shocked to give up his debut! This time, Time Magazine didn't have a photo of him, but a single photo of Qin Yuanfeng on the color page. When he thought of it, he couldn't eat and couldn't sleep at night.

"Your Excellency...... Already on the way to Tokyo...... They need the highest configuration of the music room...... It takes more than 200 square meters of the kind of ...... that covers an area "President Oga has been very angry this month, and today is especially big, Ozawa replied cautiously.

"Give!" Ohga Norio grinded his teeth and said, "Give everything you want!" Let them have to come and report tomorrow night! Rehearsals start the day after tomorrow! ”

"Yes......" Ozawa hesitated for a moment, and said tentatively, "Your Excellency Oga...... A master contacted you, did you see it? ”

"Nope!" Norio Ohga has a nameless fire, and now he has a headache when he hears the master. Who would have thought that Zhang Guorong could perform so perfectly! Who would have thought that he would not dare to go on stage!

"It's Mr. Kitaro...... Ozawa lowered his head: "That...... Shall I refuse it? ”

"Wait!" Norio Oga raised his eyebrows: "Kitaro? Hehe...... When I wanted to become his registered disciple, he refused me on the spot. Say that I will never be able to become a real music master because I have too much money on me? Too much selfishness? Interesting...... It's so much fun! Let him come to me tonight. ”

The assistant went out, and the anger in Da He Dian's ambition dissipated a lot comfortably.

Kitaro?

Japan's recognized master of contemporary music?

You're such a cow, what are you doing by contacting me now?

Didn't you see Time magazine yet? Still not excited?

Very good...... You're intrigued, now it's time for me to put on the score. I thought I would never be able to return the humiliation you gave me back in art, but now I have such an opportunity!

Globally, I don't know how many artists, saw Time. Their moods are different, their expressions are uncertain. They think even more differently.

That's influence, the influence of Time, and it's aimed at fundamentally different groups. It's not a player, it's a real high-end group, the kind of people in the art world who are above the second tier, the first tier, and the top level, almost all of them will read Time Magazine.

Some are waiting, and some are already practicing and will go to China immediately.

One by one, the artists who don't know their names, they are excited, and they want to know, how much is behind these materials? What else hasn't been revealed?

However, there is another identity for the artists.

Parents.

The shockwave impact brought by Time is definitely not limited to these first-class people, it is a shockwave that is spreading rapidly.

"Ding Ding Dong ......" Greek, elegant piano sound, echoing in a high-profile piano room. The piano lead, around it, a dozen violin, harmony, cello players, are accompanying the piano seat, a young man in his early twenties with a handsome face plays.

It was as if the wind was blowing through the room, as if a spring was trickling. Everything in this room is full of vivid energy. The notes wander between every breath. People in any room are intoxicated.

"Dong ......" is an ending note, which comes from between the young man's slender ten fingers. This famous song has finally come to an end.

"Papapa......" A few applauses rang out from another position. A middle-aged man in his forties stood up approvingly: "Very good, you have now entered the palace of music." This song, 'To Alexis,' you played it well. ”

"Thank you very much! Father. The young man's face was filled with excitement, and he was about to say something. The old man suddenly smiled: "I remember, more than a month ago, you wanted to buy a game that was more expensive than a TV, refrigerator, and computer?" ”

"Yes......" The young man remained silent, because he had quarreled with his family for a long time because of this incident. I'm not a music machine, so can't I have any hobbies?

Blame the damn magazines for all! Splash dirty water for a while! A few days after that, I changed the preface! Do you think everybody is an idiot?

As a result, parents will be skeptical of subsequent praise.

Now my father actually took the initiative to ask about it?

"Father...... It was a good game. I'm fascinated by it...... It is not an exaggeration to say that it is art in another industry. The young man said worriedly.

"Hmm......" the man muttered for a moment, "don't be so serious, maybe I have some misunderstanding." Look at this. ”

A copy of Time magazine, which he put in front of the youth.

"Mount Tai live performance...... The launch ceremony on the other side of the clouds and mountains!? The young man exclaimed, with a look on his face that was as fascinated as he had just played the piano, and opened the book without hesitation.

The first photo, the photo of the dragon and phoenix star map, immediately made him gasp.

Then, there are eighteen plates, which are the South Heavenly Gate and the Jade Emperor Peak.

However, what fascinated him the most was the scene where Maxim played at the South Heavenly Gate!

"What if...... Can you perform a ...... here? It's worth it! ”

Before he could finish his thoughts, his father's voice sounded again: "You tell me, this company's game, will not divide your energy?" Two hundred dollars is not expensive, my dear. But you know what I'm disgusted with. ”

He looked into his son's eyes and said in a deep voice, "Deception." I hate deception. If it's just a game of nothingness, I wouldn't spend a penny. That's why I'm stopping you from buying it. ”

"Of course!" The son immediately straightened his chest and said confidently: "Although the Qin Dynasty is a Chinese company, each of their works is very good!" Father, I actually started playing their handheld Genesis two years ago. Am I regressing? ”

His father looked at him for a long time, nodded, and said nothing.

However, not every teenager doesn't care about Time.

There is a group of people, who were born with a golden soup spoon, and they are destined to be at the forefront of the rich and handsome in the future.

This damn creature is called the second generation of rich, the second generation of officials, and the second generation of X.

Paris, Voss aristocratic school.

Not to mention tuition, the word nobility in the name is enough to discourage most people.

It's calm here, not like in many novels, where aristocracy is associated with women, money, cars, and showing off wealth. Because no one in this is stupid enough to make enemies everywhere. Now and in the future.

However, today's calm has been unconsciously broken.

"Smack!" In the Electronic Entertainment Club, a copy of Time magazine was placed on the desk, and a boy with a fat face shouted excitedly: "Everyone! Everybody! If you're still a fan of the game! You know what that means! ”

No one's life is only work and study, and in addition to these, there is also a thing called a hobby.

No matter how rich they are, and then the second generation X, they also have their own hobbies.

"The Qin Dynasty teamed up with Sony to create the most beautiful concert in history...... The launch ceremony on the other side of the clouds and mountains was revealed?! Hey! Give me! Which bastard! A tall boy wearing a limited edition summer coat of Zegna was snatched away as soon as he picked it up and swept a line, and he immediately shouted angrily: "Dupont! What are you doing! I didn't even have time to see it! ”

"Oh my God...... DuPont just opened it and looked at it, and he couldn't help but shout: "It's so fucking beautiful!" This, this is the launch ceremony?! ”