Walking out of the office and coming to the door of the company, Zhou Yang saw an old man with gray hair and staggering steps, carefully supported by people around him, and walked in step by step.

He greeted him as soon as possible.

"Hello Grandma Zhang!"

The old man also saw Zhou Yang for the first time and seemed very happy: "I watched a few episodes of the cartoon, and it was really well filmed." ”

"You have won the prize...... Zhou Yang was a little flattered in an instant, and then hurriedly walked towards the VIP room with the old man.

Not far away......

Zhang Genshui, who was smoking a cigar, stood at the aisle in a daze, opening his mouth wide in disbelief.

The cigar then fell to the ground.

"That, that, that...... Zhang, Grandma Zhang Xia! ”

Meng Xu looked at the old man who came over in shock and muttered to himself.

The old man also heard his voice, nodded at him, and showed a kind smile.

"Hello."

"Zhang, Grandma Zhang is so ......"

Meng Xu was short of breath in an instant, and his brain was even more frightening, and he felt flattered when he heard the voice, and nodded at the old man again and again.

Trance......

It's like a dream.

He watched Zhou Yang walk towards the VIP room with the old man.

He pinched his arm.

The pain made him understand that none of this was a dream.

He's seen the legendary figure.

Ten seconds later, the door to the VIP room was closed, and several bodyguards stood guard at the door.

"This ...... Well, this card is too big......"

Zhang Genshui let out a long breath and muttered to himself.

Then I dug into my pocket, but I didn't take out anything for a long time, and the cigar on the ground seemed to be the last one.

More than twenty years ago.

China's first TV series "On the Water Side" became popular all over the country, making countless viewers sitting in front of the black-and-white TV set cry and couldn't help themselves.

Grandma Zhang Xia, the leading actor of the TV report, was already a famous soprano singer, performance artist, and drama master in China before participating in this "On the Water Side......

The process of inviting Zhang Xia to the TV series "On the Water Side" took more than a year.

For more than a year, in order to allow her to participate in "On the Water Side", director Chen Fengshun and producer Li Zhengguo didn't know how many times they had asked her for a relationship, and they even broke the threshold when they came to the door in person, and finally invited her out of the mountain after grinding hard over and over again......

In fact, it proves that the vision of the director and producer is very vicious, "On the Water Side" swept the country as soon as it was broadcast, and Grandma Zhang Xia's three-point acting skills not only conquered countless audiences in front of the screen, but also made it an insurmountable peak in the history of Chinese TV dramas, which has influenced a generation.

And such a titan-level character!

would actually come to the door to find Zhou Yang in person......

How can Zhang Genshui not be shocked?

…………………

The air conditioning was blowing in the VIP room.

Zhou Yang sat opposite Zhang Xia.

I began to nervous inexplicably.

The old man was very talkative, and he didn't have much of a fight, so he chatted with Zhou Yang about some family things.

chatted and chatted, and talked about Zhou Yang's grandfather.

Zhou Yang's grandfather's name is Zhou Chonghua, Zhou Yang has no impression of him, he only remembers that he is a soldier, and Zhou Yang's grandfather left when Zhou Yang's father was still young.

In my memory, my father rarely talked about his grandfather, only said that he was a soldier, and then subconsciously tabooed Mo Shen, no longer talked about anything, and even asked Zhou Yang not to mention his grandfather to anyone.

It seems that the identity of the grandfather is not very decent, and it is precisely because of this indecency that from childhood to adulthood, Zhou Yang's family has almost no relatives......

"Your grandfather is supposed to be a hero, maybe he was misunderstood."

Zhang Xia saw that Zhou Yang's expression was a little dazed, and she didn't seem to know who her grandfather was, so she didn't say anything, but smiled.

Zhou Yang nodded, and didn't think much about it, just thought that Zhang Xia's words were a word of relief.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xia began to chat with Zhou Yang about some questions about the song "My Motherland".

Zhou Yang learned from her mouth that Zhang Xia seemed to be going to hold a large-scale choral concert, which was originally scheduled to start in mid-July, but later after hearing "My Motherland", she was attracted by the moving melody of this song.

She listened to it many times, and each time she could hear something different, and each time she felt amazing and incredible.

I am amazed by this song, and it is incredible that the lyrics of this song are from such a young director.

After thinking about it for a long time, she finally made a decision to change the original repertoire of the concert to "My Motherland", and planned to come over to meet Zhou Yang in person.

When Zhou Yang heard Zhang Xia's intention, he was stunned for the first time, and then quickly nodded in agreement.

It's just that......

After hearing that Zhang Xia would be the lead singer of the concert, he was shocked beyond words.

Zhang Xia is 80 years old this year.

At the age of eighty, it is absolutely remarkable that you still want to be able to perform on stage.

"Don't look at my age now, but I can still sing." Zhang Xia said with a smile after looking at Zhou Yang's confused expression.

Zhou Yang was slightly embarrassed when he saw Zhang Xia's smile, and then kept shaking his head: "Grandma Zhang, I didn't mean that......"

"It's fine." Zhang Xia smiled.

Little by little, time passed.

When the two parties signed the contract and completed the formalities, it was already noon.

Zhang Xia seemed to be very interested in Zhou Yang, and in addition to music, she chatted with Zhou Yang about family life.

inevitably talked about Zhou Yang's father, Zhou Yang's time, and Zhou Yang's hometown......

Zhou Yang answered Zhang Xia's words honestly, and always felt that Zhang Xia's eyes were mixed with a trace of indescribable emotion.

After the two sides chatted for more than an hour, Zhang Xia got up and turned to leave with the support of her assistant.

Zhou Yang sent Zhang Xia to the door of the company, and Zhou Yang was inexplicably in a trance when he saw the direction Zhang Xia left.

Carefully recalling the content of Zhang Xia's chat with herself, Zhou Yang always felt that she was looking at herself with a strange gaze.

……………………

How influential can an animation be?

July 18.

"What time is it?"

"July 18th ......"

"Is July 18 a holiday?"

"It doesn't seem like a holiday ......"

“……”

An Zhibin followed Tang Xiao to the gate of the martyr's cemetery.

When he saw a long queue at the door, with countless people holding flower baskets and wreaths in their hands, An Zhibin even thought that he had come to the wrong place.

In his impression, except for the Qingming Festival or some specific times, the martyrs' cemetery is cold.

Although patriotic education has been advocated in recent years, most of them are verbal, and with the invasion of Western culture, the direction of some children's worship seems to be a little crooked, and they have begun to become the special effects animation heroes of the R book, and have become fictional heroes such as supermen and robots in the United States.

This kind of thing seems to have become the norm.

But today......

"They used to be the heroes of that era!"

"I still remember that year, in the current Bangzi Country, I saw my comrades-in-arms burned to a bloody pulp, obviously enduring the unbearable pain and despair of ordinary people, but they have been lurking and not saying a word......"

"Until, the battle begins ......"

When An Zhibin approached the front of the martyrs' cemetery, he saw a trembling old man wearing a military uniform who said these words in tears when he was interviewed by reporters.

After speaking, he saluted the martyr's cemetery in the distance, and when both sides felt the respect for the old man, they began to give way, but the old man did not go in, but muttered to himself: "Don't look, don't look, there's nothing to see......"

After he said this, his eyes showed remembrance and sadness.

"There are only a few people lying here, many more people are buried in other places, and some people are fried into powder, pieces of meat, we want to put them together, but we can't put them together......"

He burst into tears after saying these words in abrupt accord, and then, in the company of his family, he turned around and left the martyr's cemetery.

After An Zhibin looked at his figure, he was a little stunned and a little emotional.

Because he is a military family member and a soldier himself, he and Tang Xiao do not need to queue up.

They walked in......

In the martyrs' cemetery, he saw old men in military uniforms saluting the graves in the distance.

Lots of kids......

They were all listening to the old people tell stories of the past.

Some people are moved, and some people seem to understand but don't understand.

"Those people from "What Happened to the Rabbit That Year" are lying here!"

"It's ...... as in the photos"

"Exactly the same!"

A teenager pointed into the distance and suddenly shouted excitedly.

The souls of the heroes who came back in the animation of "What Happened to the Rabbit That Year" are buried here, and the photo at the end of the fourth episode of the animation is this place.

This shout, which seemed a little abrupt in the overall slightly low mood, did not seem to be too polite, but no one reproached him.

More and more people gathered around the place where the child pointed in the photo, and some people picked up their mobile phones to take pictures, but after taking a few photos, the administrator stopped them and deleted them.

This is the real impoliteness.

More people are silently watching the graves.

There seemed to be the sound of artillery fire in their minds, as well as the sound of horse leather shrouds, talking and laughing as if they were at home.

Peace......

It's always hard-won.

…………………………

"Can you talk to Mr. Zhou?"

"We are very sincere, and we are willing to spend a lot of money to buy the license of "What Happened to That Rabbit That Year......"

"In fact, we have been very optimistic about this animation before, but because of some delays, we were preempted by Soku......"

"We are really very sincere, and I hope to talk to Mr. Zhou Yang about the authorization of this animation in person!"

“……”

This era is the era of traffic.

In the era of traffic, every gimmick and every excellent work is a bullet in a gun, whoever has more bullets and whose bullets have great lethality is likely to win the final victory in this war.

When the daily traffic of Soku Video was driven by "What Happened to That Rabbit That Year", the number of views in the next day was amazing, and even reached tens of millions during the peak period, the behind-the-scenes bosses of many video websites realized that they seemed to be blind.

After seeing the news that the martyrs' cemetery seemed to be extremely lively, and seeing that the major CCTV channels seemed to be broadcasting some wartime movies recently, they understood that "What happened to the rabbit that year" seemed to have brought a storm!

They began to send people to contact Zhou Yang's company and the relevant person in charge of Storm Studio, wanting to buy the broadcast copyright of "Those Things About the Rabbit That Year".

When they learned that "Those Things About That Rabbit" was an exclusive license, they began to regret it a little......

With the appearance of some peripherals of "Those Things About the Rabbit That Year......

The frustration in their hearts became even stronger, and they even wanted to slap themselves hard.

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