Chapter Seventy-Seven: Traffic is King, Inheritance Is Hard to Continue!
Ye Feng and Yang Mi walked in the film and television city, and the most around them were studios.
However, these are small productions, and they can't be compared to big productions like Sansheng III.
In addition to the filming crew, there are also many people coming and going.
Now that the summer vacation is not over, it is the time to travel.
As a tourist attraction, Vientiane Film and Television City receives a lot of tourists every day.
Especially for those who like to chase stars, they may be able to meet their favorite stars when they come here.
Ye Feng and the others didn't go out of their way to dress up, but each of them brought a mask.
In this film and television city, the crowd is not as enthusiastic as usual.
The main thing is that I have seen a lot, so it is naturally not unusual.
This only reduced the burden on Ye Feng and the others.
It's not the first time Yang Mi has filmed here, and many places around him have turned.
This time, with her as a guide, it made Ye Feng very comfortable.
While the two were wandering around, they suddenly saw a large group of people gathered in front of them.
"What's that for?"
Ye Feng asked curiously.
"It's supposed to be a fan meeting, and it's going to be held here from time to time."
Yang Mi glanced at it, and then explained.
The feature of the film and television city is that there is no shortage of stars.
Holding a fan meeting can bring huge traffic to the film and television city.
This is an officially supported event.
As long as people come, are you still afraid that no one will consume?
For these, Ye Feng was not interested.
When the two of them saw that they were almost done, they prepared to go back.
On the way back, Ye Feng suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Mi looked at Ye Feng strangely and asked.
"When I saw a senior, I went over to say hello."
After speaking, Ye Feng walked to the side.
"Old man, no one wants to shoot this kind of meaningless thing, and I'm too lazy to waste time."
A man in his thirties said impatiently.
The man was wearing a vest, completely dressed as a director.
"How can it be meaningless, this is our cultural treasure, the inheritance left by our ancestors."
The gray-haired old man heard the man's words and argued very seriously.
"What about inheritance, now there are a few young people who are willing to listen to opera, and opera has been eliminated by the times."
The man said helplessly.
"Young man, you can help us, we have also saved some money over the years, and we won't let you do it in vain."
The old man still didn't want to give up.
But the man said that there was no reason to take the job.
At this time, Ye Feng walked over.
"Teacher Qin, it's been a long time, you're good."
Ye Feng walked up to the old man and said hello respectfully.
The old man's name is Qin Zhenshan, and he is an old artist of a drama troupe in the magic capital.
When he was young, he studied Peking Opera, and later returned to the magic capital.
When Ye Feng was hidden in the snow, he went to study in the drama troupe for a period of time.
Qin Zhenshan was the teacher who guided him.
At first, the old man was reluctant to teach, but later saw that Ye Feng really wanted to learn, so he began to give serious guidance.
Because of his ability to never forget, Ye Feng learns everything quickly.
The old man almost accepted him as a personal disciple at that time, and passed on his skills to him.
It's a pity that Ye Feng had a contract on him at that time and couldn't change his career, so this matter was over.
Originally, Ye Feng was going to go to see the old man after a while, but he didn't expect to meet him here.
"Hey, Xiaoye, why are you here?"
Qin Zhenshan asked in some surprise when he saw Ye Feng.
"The company's crew is filming here, and I wrote a few songs for it, who are you?"
Ye Feng looked at the old man, and then glanced at the male director next to him.
"Well, it's a long story......"
The old man sighed helplessly, and then slowly explained the matter.
Seeing that there are fewer and fewer people listening to opera in the drama theater, several old men who sing opera also want to do something for the inheritance of opera.
Finally, I was introduced to a well-known media person.
Although the media person agreed, he also had to show something to promote.
It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice!
By mouth, no one wants to believe it at all.
Several old men also knew this, so they were ready to shoot something for media people to use as material.
But it's okay to let them sing, I really don't understand this kind of thing when shooting.
And this publicity opportunity is precious to them, and they can't just deal with it.
So Mr. Qin came to the film and television city, wanting to find a director to help them shoot a promotional video for the opera.
But when he heard that he was going to shoot a promotional video for the opera, no director was willing to accept it.
This thing is completely thankless, and you can't make any money, and more importantly, you can't get any fame.
Now this male director is the eighth director that the old man has found.
After hearing this, Ye Feng understood in his heart.
He understood the old man's mood and didn't want to pass it on in his own hands.
But he knows better that in such an era, if there are no changes in opera, it will definitely be eliminated or even disappear in the end.
That's not something that a promotional video can change at all.
"We knew it might not make sense, but we wanted to try it anyway, if it didn't...... Forget it. ”
Speaking of the back, the old man looked a little lonely, and his heart was full of powerlessness.
Ye Feng was also silent.
He wanted to help, but he felt powerless.
It's so hard to change the status quo of the times.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and something appeared in his memory.
Perhaps, you can try this method.
Just as he was thinking about the feasibility of the method, the male director next to him spoke.
"Brother Ye, are you Brother Ye?"
The male director looked at Ye Feng and said excitedly.
"You are?"
Ye Feng looked at the male director and felt that he didn't know him.
"My name is Jiang Fangfang, I am a director, and I am also your fan."
Jiang Fangfang actively introduced himself.
He also wanted to enter the entertainment industry because of Ye Feng.
It's a pity that he can't sing or act well, so he can only choose to become a director in the end.
The road to directing is not easy, and there are no major achievements after seven or eight years of graduation.
"Hello!"
Ye Feng said hello politely.
"Brother Ye, are you familiar with the old man? If you persuade him, it's useless to shoot a promotional video for the opera, so why waste this money. ”
Jiang Fang said to Ye Feng seriously, wanting Ye Feng to persuade the old man.
It's not that he doesn't want to shoot, it's that it's really unnecessary to shoot this thing.
The old man is not young anymore, and it is not easy to save some money.
"Have you had any work lately?"
Ye Feng didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.
Hearing this question, Jiang Fang was stunned for a moment.
"The recent work has just ended, and I will be idle for a while."
"That's good, you can shoot for the old men."
Ye Feng said seriously.
"Brother Ye, are you serious?"
Jiang Fang was a little confused.
Is it just to make the old man happy?
"Filming is to be filmed, but there is a way to return it."
Ye Feng looked at Jiang Fang and smiled.
(End of chapter)