Chapter 258 Building a Music City Brand and Recreating a Promotional Hit Song
"The calligraphy exhibition plan will be put on hold for now. We'll make a final decision at the meeting once Wang Yueheng presents his work!"
"Director Zhao, please make a budget when you have time, so that we can submit it to the county government later."
Deputy County Head Li Lihai made the arrangements with a wave of his hand.
"Phew~"
Upon hearing that his plan had been temporarily suspended, Zhao Wanjun, the station director who was over fifty years old, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The look in his eyes as he looked at Wang Yueheng now held a hint of competition.
After all, his age and experience are what they are.
I can always find a couple more famous calligraphers to come over. Is that not as appealing as a song by Wang Yueheng?
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"Hey, bro?"
Wang Yueheng's phone rang as soon as he left the Cultural Bureau.
When I picked it up, I saw it was a call from my cousin, Wang Chang.
"Yue Heng, are you free at noon? Meng Li and I would like to treat you to a meal to thank you..."
Wang Chang asked excitedly over the phone.
Thanks to his cousin Wang Yueheng's help, he finally mustered the courage to find his lover.
They went directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau and got their marriage certificate.
"Okay, I'll be right there. I have a few things I'd like to ask you."
Upon receiving Wang Chang's invitation, Wang Yueheng immediately agreed.
Since we're going to shoot a music video to promote our hometown.
I also need to consult my cousin Wang Chang, who lives in our hometown, about some things.
"Alright, I'll quickly cook a few dishes, and we brothers can have a couple of drinks!"
Upon hearing that Wang Yueheng had agreed to come to his home for dinner, Wang Chang immediately said excitedly.
"Yue Heng, wait a minute!"
Just as Wang Yueheng put down his phone and was about to get into his car and leave.
A young man suddenly ran up from behind us from the Cultural Bureau.
The other person was of medium build, with a slightly round face, and dressed in a uniform, wearing a shirt and trousers.
Wang Yueheng looked up at the other person and vaguely felt that the man looked somewhat familiar.
"Brother Yue Heng, do you still remember me? Zhang Heng! Little Fatty! I used to be in a band with Wang Chang."
The other person jogged up to Wang Yueheng and introduced himself.
"Fatty?"
Wang Yueheng immediately realized what was happening.
Back when my cousin Wang Chang formed the "Little Red Flower" band, there was a drummer nicknamed Little Fatty.
However, the "fat guy" in front of me had a noticeably rounder face than before.
When Wang Yueheng first started learning guitar, he participated in some band rehearsals.
However, as their respective careers developed, my cousin's Little Red Flower Band eventually disbanded.
"You're too kind, just call me Zhang Heng!"
"I was also at the meeting just now, but you probably didn't notice me."
Upon seeing that Wang Yueheng recognized him, Zhang Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled with relief.
"So what are you now...?" Wang Yueheng asked curiously.
"After passing the civil service exam, I joined the county propaganda department and worked with Deputy County Head Li on some publicity and reception work."
"To be honest, I was the one who came up with that barbecue plan, but you rejected it outright."
At this point, Zhang Heng, a member of the county's publicity department, gave an awkward smile.
"But you're right, our county isn't really suitable for smoky barbecues."
"My initial plan was to use the barbecue to organize some bands to do live performances."
"As you know, our county used to be a textile industry, and there are many old factories left over from the 1980s and 1990s."
"Some relatively famous bands have also emerged, but I won't go into the Little Red Flower Band that you and your brother played."
"And there were bands like the 'Sewing Machine Band' and the 'Yarn Ball Band'..."
"It's just that after they became famous, they all left their hometowns to develop their careers, so we can't persuade them to come back even if we want to."
"Actually, I also think that places like ours should have some musical elements to attract young people."
"As for that calligraphy exhibition by Director Zhao, it's purely for retired people to entertain themselves and has no publicity effect whatsoever."
"But unfortunately, they have a lot of experience. If you hadn't come, the barbecue and calligraphy exhibition would probably have been held together."
Zhang Heng stood there and explained in one breath.
His tone also revealed his dissatisfaction with the station director Zhao Wanjun's proposal.
"In that case, why don't you come with me to my brother's place for a meal? We can discuss this matter then."
Wang Yueheng took the initiative to invite the other party.
He does indeed intend to use music to develop the tourism industry in his hometown.
For example, by creating a folk or rock music city, a distinctive brand for the county can be established.
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