According to reliable sources, the highest television station will broadcast model operas for three consecutive days during the National Day holiday for audiences across the country to watch.
The stage troupes formed by students from various schools received active support from the student unions of each school, but in the first round of screening, they were given extremely low scores by the harsh judges.
If that were all, it would be fine.
But unfortunately, some people from the winning unit were acting in a weird way at the scene and kicked out all the students from the class of 1977.
At the social gathering, representatives from various schools gnashed their teeth in anger, feeling that they had brought shame upon the class of 1977 across the country.
"We can't use our own weaknesses to attack the other party's strengths!"
A girl from Beijing Foreign Studies University slammed her hands on the table with her face flushed red.
"We must abandon the model operas and find another way of thinking!"
"These model operas are so easy for them to learn, they are so familiar with them. We have only practiced for half a month, how can we be their rivals?"
There was a chorus of agreement all around.
"How about we put on a play?"
"Come on, the National and Municipal Repertory Theatres, even if they send their lowest-level actors, they're enough to crush us."
"What should we do then?"
The chatter in the conference room never stopped, and no one was willing to give in so easily.
Zhang Hongcheng originally just wanted to go through the motions and go home to sleep, but when he heard that this matter involved the highest television station, his mind started working involuntarily again.
The Supreme Television Station had just been reorganized and established, but in everyone's mind, its status was still far inferior to that of the Citizen Daily and the Supreme Radio Station.
But what everyone doesn’t know is that although the national TV ownership rate is very low now, they certainly couldn’t imagine the grand scene of hundreds of people sitting in front of a small TV in the threshing yard.
If you can establish good relationships and connections with the top TV stations during the initial stage of your business.
This will only benefit his future and will not cause any harm.
Zhang Hongcheng touched his chin and thought this might be a good opportunity.
What about singing, dancing and drama?
It’s a pity that I don’t have the conditions to appear in TV dramas…
Eh? What if we make a TV series that combines stage and drama?
Zhang Hongcheng found an opportunity and put forward his ideas.
"A stage version of a revolutionary drama?"
"Isn't that Hongyan? The song and dance troupe is very familiar with it."
"I mean, let's make up a new one..."
"That's too late, and the effect won't necessarily be better than the previous model operas."
Zhang Hongcheng smiled and pointed to his head.
"I just happen to have a story here. The text, lines, and even the theme song are all ready-made."
Some students smiled and nodded.
"I heard that the songs that Chu sang were all composed by Zhang. I don't know what the story is, but this song is definitely the best!"
"So what's your story about?"
"The story of suppressing bandits."
"Lin Hai Xue Yuan?"
"No, this story is called The Story of the Bandits in Wulong Mountain! It happened in western Hunan..."
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