Chapter 362 Forbidden City Concert

It turns out that her trust in Zhou Yan was not wrong, and the story becomes more and more interesting.

It's not that there are any earth-shattering plots, but the bond between the characters and the bits and pieces of their lives present a different color.

This is obviously not an ordinary love movie, nor is it a novel science fiction movie. The direction of the whole story is like a clear spring, refreshing.

What is rare is that there are many lines in the script that can trigger readers' thinking about life, but they will not appear excessive, but presented in a relatively relaxed way.

The love between the protagonists always makes Wang Zuxian smile knowingly, especially the marriage section, which is particularly interesting and the most unconventional part of the whole script.

Zhou Yan's script is a bit like a literary script, with a lot of detailed descriptions, and sometimes it reads like reading a novel.

The compilation of the marriage section is basically no different from the novel, and it is very immersive to read.

On the day of the two people's wedding, the weather was not good, and the wind and rain were heavy. The scene was a mess, and many guests were drenched in the rain, which was very funny to watch.

But besides being interesting, the conversation between the male and female protagonists also moved Wang Zuxian very much.

The male protagonist felt that the day he chose was not very good, so he asked the female protagonist if she wanted them to choose a sunny day.

But the female protagonist obviously didn't think there was anything wrong with this day. She shook her head firmly and said happily that their life was about to begin.

There was also the conversation between the father and son when the male protagonist's father was about to die. The father calmly narrated everything, but Wang Zuxian almost shed tears.

...

Wang Zuxian almost finished reading the script in one breath.

When she finished reading the script and looked up at the clock on the table, she was surprised to find that it was already more than three o'clock in the morning.

When they got home, it was already one o'clock in the morning. It took her more than two hours to read the script.

Wang Zuxian thought Zhou Yan had fallen asleep, but when she opened the door of the study, she found that Zhou Yan was still sitting on the sofa reading a book.

"Third brother, are you still awake?"

Zhou Yan slowly closed the book in his hand, turned around and smiled, "I'm waiting for you."

Joey Wang scratched her head, walked to Zhou Yan and sat down, snuggling in his arms, "I should read it tomorrow, you will leave Taiwan tomorrow."

"Have you finished reading it?"

"Yeah." Joey Wang sat up again, "This script is really very good, it is not an ordinary love story, it makes people feel deeply after reading it."

Zhou Yan smiled, "As long as you like it."

"Of course I like it, I like it very much." Joey Wang nodded firmly.

The setting of this script is tailor-made for them. The male protagonist is from Pengcheng, mainland China, and the female protagonist is from Taipei, and the two met in Hong Kong.

A movie involving the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and Hong Kong is very similar to their situation.

Zhou Yan stroked Joey Wang's long hair, "Are you sleepy?"

Originally, Joey Wang didn't feel sleepy, but now when Zhou Yan asked this, she suddenly felt sleepy and began to yawn.

"I'm going to take a shower, why don't you go to bed first."

"Then I'll wait for you in the bedroom."

...

The next day, Zhou Yan returned to Yanjing.

When he landed in Yanjing, it was already late, but he still went to the studio.

Akira Nakamori had arrived in advance and was recording and practicing in the studio these two days.

When Zhou Yan arrived at the studio, Akina Nakamori was singing in the studio. He greeted the recording engineer Xiao Liu, then picked up the headphones and listened.

Akina Nakamori was singing the Chinese version of "Snow Flower". Her Chinese pronunciation was definitely not as good as Shizuka Kudo's, but it was pretty good. She should have practiced a lot during this period of time.

At this time, Akina Nakamori also saw Zhou Yan through the glass. She showed a hint of joy on her face and nodded to Zhou Yan.

During this process, her state was very stable and was not affected at all.

It must be said that Akina Nakamori and Shizuka Kudo are completely two different types of singers. In comparison, the former is much more stable, and she is also better at singing this kind of lyrical song.

After Akina Nakamori finished singing, Zhou Yan turned on the microphone and said, "Ms. Nakamori, come out and rest for a while."

The accompanying translator, Iida Chengzi, translated Zhou Yan's words. Akina Nakamori nodded and walked out.

"Mr. Zhou Yan, you are back."

Zhou Yan nodded, "I just arrived and came to see you. I just listened to your performance. I can hear that you have practiced Chinese pronunciation after returning."

Akina Nakamori said embarrassedly, "I just memorized the pronunciation of the lyrics. My Chinese level is still very poor."

Zhou Yan said with a smile, "If you can make rapid progress in Chinese in such a short time, I will be shocked. It's okay. If you want to learn Chinese, you can learn it slowly. Now just practice this song well."

Akina Nakamori pursed her lips and looked up at Zhou Yan, "Do you think there is anything to improve?"

"Of course, the more correct the pronunciation, the better. Apart from that, your performance is impeccable. I think we can record it directly tomorrow."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yan nodded.

The only problem Akina Nakamori has now is her Chinese pronunciation, but this is obviously not a big problem. It's enough to just be able to hear what she's singing clearly. The key is that it's impossible to make great progress in a short period of time, so there's no need to delay recording because of pronunciation issues.

"Do you want to listen to the Japanese version again?"

Zhou Yan originally wanted to say that the Chinese version was fine, and the neon version was even more fine. You could listen to it again tomorrow, but to be on the safe side, he said, "Then take a break and sing the neon version again." Bar."

"I can do it now."

Seeing that Akina Nakamori was about to sing now, Zhou Yan nodded in agreement, and then Akina Nakamori returned inside again.

When Akina Nakamori started singing the neon language version, Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows slightly. He was suddenly a little glad that he chose to listen to the neon language version today.

When Akina Nakamori sang the Chinese version, Zhou Yan already felt that her performance was very good and there was nothing to fault.

But now that he heard her singing the neon version, Zhou Yan denied his previous thoughts. Her Chinese version could obviously be better.

Akina Nakamori's presentation of the neon language version of "Snow Flower" is a level better than the Chinese version.

Sure enough, the pronunciation still affected her singing performance. The Chinese version was obviously not as good as the neon version in many places.

Good or bad is mostly determined by comparison.

Before hearing Akina Nakamori sing the neon version, Zhou Yan felt that the Chinese version could score more than 90 points, but now that he has listened to the neon version, it is impossible for the Chinese version to score 90 points again, unless the neon version Score one hundred and ten.

That's right, there is a twenty-point gap between the two.

After Akina Nakamori finished singing, she walked out. Seeing Zhou Yan frowning in thought, she asked nervously, "Mr. Zhou Yan, do you have any questions?"

Zhou Yan was thinking about how to improve the Chinese version of Akina Nakamori. When he heard her voice, he raised his head and said seriously, "There is indeed a problem."

Nakamori Akina's eyes widened, "Can you tell me what the problem is?"

She felt that her performance was very good. She had done everything she was supposed to do, and she even did some things that she was not confident enough to do, and she did it this time.

She put a lot of thought into this song and was very disciplined in her life during this period, just because she was afraid that it would affect the condition of her voice and not be able to present the song well.

The effect was obvious. She was in very good condition during this period, and she even felt that her singing skills had improved somewhat compared to before.

This can be said to be an unexpected surprise. She had been depressed for a period of time, so she once thought that her condition would plummet. Unexpectedly, it actually improved instead of falling.

It seemed that after a period of sinking, she awakened to something she didn't have before.

But even so, is Zhou Yan still dissatisfied?

And judging from his expression, it's not a small problem.

Just when Akina Nakamori was thinking wildly, Zhou Yan said with a serious expression, "You sing so well, it's incredible."

"ah?"

Akina Nakamori opened her mouth wide and even suspected that Nariko Ida had translated wrongly, "Nariko, are you sure your translation is correct?"

This is obviously a compliment to myself.

"There must be no problem." Nariko Ida said with great confidence.

Before Nakamori Akina could ask, Zhou Yan explained, "I originally thought you performed very well in the Chinese version, but after listening to the neon version, I found that you can perform better. Now it seems that the Chinese version will be released tomorrow It may not be able to record yet and needs to be adjusted.”

Hearing this, Akina Nakamori breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she was a little embarrassed.

Although many people have praised me for my singing ability, this is the first time that I have been praised in this way. The key point is that Zhou Yan's expression didn't seem to be a compliment at all, but rather a very serious problem.

“Then how should we adjust the Chinese version?”

"I haven't figured it out yet." Zhou Yan shook his head, and then said to the recording engineer Xiao Liu, "Give me a copy of the Chinese version of what Miss Zhongsen just sang."

"No problem, Teacher Zhou, I will copy it for you now."

Zhou Yan nodded and said to Akina Nakamori, "I will take the recording back and listen carefully. Maybe I can think of ways to adjust it tomorrow. In fact, the main problem lies in pronunciation. It should be that you pay too much attention to pronunciation, so many places are not processed enough. good."

"Then I'll practice my pronunciation again? Try to be more fluent?"

"There's no rush yet." Zhou Yan waved his hand, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

After that, he looked at his watch and said, "It's getting late, so I'll excuse you. You should go back and rest early. A good sleep can ensure the condition of your voice. I will definitely record the neon language version tomorrow. I need you to have it." A voice in good condition.”

"Please rest assured, I will definitely protect my throat."

"Okay, see you tomorrow then."

Zhou Yan, Nakamori Akina and the others waved their hands, got the copied tape from Xiao Liu, and left.

After Zhou Yan left, Nariko Ida touched Nakamori Akina's arm with a smirk on her face, "Akina, Mr. Zhou Yan gave you a very high evaluation. I heard that Mr. Zhou Yan has always been very strict."

Akina Nakamori smiled sheepishly, "His encouragement indeed made me more confident. It's just..."

"Are you worried about the Chinese version?" Ida Nariko guessed what Nakamori Akina was thinking.

"Um."

"Haha, don't worry. Now that the problem has been discovered, it will definitely be solved." Nariko Ida clenched her fists, "Come on, there will be no problem."

…

After leaving the recording studio, Zhou Yan was not in a hurry to go back, but went to his office again.

During his absence, many people called him. If it was an urgent matter, the studio would contact him immediately.

If the matter is not urgent, the secretary will record it and leave it for him to deal with when he comes back.

The record book is on his desk in his office.

There were a lot of phone calls during this period, most of them insignificant, but all of them were recorded in detail.

The order of recording is based on time, but some relatively important things were circled by the secretary with a pen.

Zhou Yan took a quick glance and decided to call back tomorrow morning.

…

Early the next morning, Zhou Yan arrived at the office.

After arriving at the office, he first called Yang Dongsheng.

Yang Dongsheng's call didn't say anything, but he specifically mentioned that he hoped Zhou Yan would call back after he came back.

Zhou Yan would give priority to returning calls like this.

When the call was connected, Zhou Yan smiled and said, "Good morning, Director Yang."

Yang Dongsheng didn't recognize Zhou Yan's voice at first, and after a moment of reaction, he smiled and said, "Oh, it's Director Zhou, have you returned to Yanjing?"

"Well, I'm back. Listen to what they said. Did you call me? What instructions does Director Yang have?"

"Oh, Director Zhou is joking, what instructions can I give you? There is indeed something I want to talk to you about. Are you in a tight schedule recently?"

Yang Dongsheng asked about the schedule when he came up, which made Zhou Yan confused. What was going on? As for asking about the schedule?

Yang Dongsheng was the person from CCTV whom Zhou Yan had more contact with, and the two of them had a good relationship.

So if anything happens at CCTV, Yang Dongsheng is always contacted by Zhou Yan. It's easy to get things done with acquaintances.

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "Director Yang, if you have any questions, just tell me. If I am not scheduled to be on schedule here, I will just go wherever you point me."

Although Zhou Yan kept his attitude very low, Yang Dongsheng did not dare to take Zhou Yan seriously.

"Director Zhou is so polite. Taipei treats artists like you with great respect. Everything is still based on you. Well, I won't beat around the bush. That's it. Taipei is prepared to cooperate with you again. One concert at a time.”

Zhou Yan nodded, it turns out it was for this reason.

He had cooperated with CCTV once before and held the "Yanjing Silent" concert. The response was very good and caused quite a sensation.

With that success, it is understandable that CCTV would like to do it again.

After all, cooperating with Zhou Yan to hold concerts is a sure-fire business.

Even if they don't make any money from the tickets, they have done the show and promoted it anyway.

However, Zhou Yan pondered. He had a lot of things to do in the future and didn't have much energy to collaborate with CCTV on concerts.

After thinking about it, Zhou Yan said tactfully, "Of course I also want to cooperate with you, but I don't think I have much time in the short term. Director Yang, to tell you the truth, I have a lot of work to do in the future, including the soundtrack of "Titanic" and concert tours. I also agreed to help a British director to score his movie, which will probably happen in winter. In addition, I will also start preparations for my own new movie.”

"I've seen the news about your new movie," Yang Dongsheng said.

Zhou Yan was surprised, "Did the news spread so fast?"

Yang Dongsheng said with a smile, "After all, you are the focus of the media now, and news will spread quickly. I am here to wish your new movie a success."

"I'm borrowing your kind words. If that's the case, then you should be able to understand me..."

Halfway through Zhou Yan's words, Yang Dongsheng said again, "Director Zhou, please listen to me first and then I will report the situation to you."

"Well, I'm all ears." Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows.

"The venue of this concert is a bit special, it is in the Forbidden City."

Zhou Yan's eyes widened when he heard that the location was in the Forbidden City, "Inside the city?"

"Oh, that's not true. It's in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, which is also part of the Forbidden City."

"That's it." Zhou Yan suddenly realized.

He was not disappointed, because he also knew that it was unrealistic to hold a concert there, and it was very good to be able to hold a concert in the Ancestral Temple.

"What do you think, Director Zhou?" Yang Dongsheng asked.

To be honest, Zhou Yan was very excited. After all, the significance of holding a concert in the Imperial Ancestral Temple was extraordinary.

"Is there a time limit?"

"Well, there is no specific time. It can be before June next year. You can choose the specific time yourself. Of course, the time must be told to us at least three months in advance. As you know, there are procedures to go through."

Zhou Yan said thoughtfully, "Director Yang, can I ask why you organized this concert?"

"Director Zhou, you are now our country's business card to the outside world. Inviting you to hold a concert in the Imperial Ancestral Temple is naturally of great significance and is consistent with the responsibilities of our station."

Yang Dongsheng praised Zhou Yan, but his words were very official.

"Zhou Dianyan is serious, I am just an ordinary literary and art worker."

"Don't belittle yourself. Look at this concert..."

"If I can set my own time, then I'll definitely be fine."

"Of course you can choose the time, and what I want to tell you is that for this concert, our station will only be responsible for helping you solve the venue issues, and will also assist in publicity. As for the organization of the concert, on-site decoration and other matters, we need Do it yourselves.”

"Well, that's no problem. We are quite experienced."

"Yes, there is no problem with your professionalism. However, what we mean here is that we can make the scene bigger. The Imperial Ancestral Temple is outdoors, and the performance effect is definitely not as good as in the hall. The on-site layout will definitely take some effort... Let me be frank, we hope you can invest more in the layout of the concert."

Yang Dongsheng didn't say the rest, but Zhou Yan already understood that CCTV hoped Zhou Yan would not care about the income.

For a place like the Imperial Ancestral Temple, although the hard conditions are good, if you want to decorate it well, the investment will definitely not be small, and it is estimated to cost hundreds of millions.

This is still the cost of on-site layout, and other places also need to spend money.

It is difficult to recover so much money through ticket revenue.

Of course, you can recover the blood later through record sales, etc., but that is too slow, and it may not be recovered.

In other words, going to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to hold a concert is equivalent to exchanging money for fame.

Zhou Yan didn't care about the money, but he didn't want to waste it, so he asked, "How many shows can I have?"

Yang Dongsheng on the other end of the phone was silent for a while before speaking, "How many shows do you want to have?"

Zhou Yan probably calculated in his mind for a while and said, "At least three or four shows, otherwise it would be a waste of the on-site arrangement."

"Three or four shows... should be no problem. I'll report your ideas to the leader later."

"In that case, I don't have any other questions."

Seeing that things were almost done, Yang Dongsheng smiled and said, "Then I wish us a happy cooperation again. If you have time in the next two days, come to the station and we can talk face to face."

"Okay, no problem."

"Then I won't delay your work, let's talk later."

"Well, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yan knocked on the table with his hand, then picked up the phone and dialed the internal line, "Liu Hang, come to my office." (End of this chapter)