162: Chapter 162 "Dawn Breaks"

Chen Shaoping didn't know why Han Hong, who was supposed to leave, wanted to find Zhang Quanzhi after reading the song.

He didn't press the matter.

Zhang Ying had already gone to prepare, and Chen Shaoping kept his eyes on her figure.

Zhou Bule was very excited, even more so than when he appeared on the CCTV program.

While waiting, the two chatted non-stop.

Chen Shaoping patted Zhou Bule's shoulder and casually asked, "Bu Lie, how's your skin? I have a friend who gets allergic reactions whenever she uses cosmetics."

"Hmm?"

Zhou Bule was puzzled, a little unable to keep up with Chen Shaoping's train of thought.

Although he didn't understand, he still bowed his head and thought carefully.

"General Manager Chen, I'm not allergic to anything. At least, I haven't had an allergic reaction once so far."

Chen Shaoping felt relieved upon hearing this.

Since Zhou Bule isn't allergic, there will be more room for maneuver later.

At the same time.

In the control room, Chief Director Zhang Quanzhi and Han Hong sat opposite each other.

Zhang Quanzhi's gaze moved away from his phone, thinking about Han Hong's request, and for a moment, he couldn't make up his mind.

He picked up the walkie-talkie, "Old Xie, Liang Bai, please come to the control room."

Then, he added, "Teacher Han Hong, it's a good song, and I know the background of the song."

"But it's not very suitable for the National Day Gala. If it were a Charity Gala, I would definitely agree without the slightest hesitation."

Han Hong seemed a little anxious, stood up directly from her seat, and walked towards Zhang Quanzhi.

"Director Zhang, I think the song is very suitable. How can such a positive song not be suitable?"

"Now the country is promoting positive energy, which perfectly aligns with the country's general direction."

When she saw the song "the sky has brightened," a strong voice in her heart told her.

She must sing this song at this gala.

This is the best opportunity to let people remember this tragic story full of paternal and maternal love.

"Teacher Han Hong, please sit, sit down and talk." Zhang Quanzhi pressed his hand, signaling Han Hong to sit down.

Han Hong standing up immediately put a lot of pressure on Zhang Quanzhi.

Just then, Xie Bo and Liang Bai walked in simultaneously.

"Director Zhang, is there something you need us for?"

"Teacher Han Hong, you're here too."

Liang Bai asked, and also greeted Han Hong.

Zhang Quanzhi didn't delay and immediately sent the song to Xie Bo and Liang Bai, saying.

"Take a look at this song and tell me your opinions."

The two read quickly, especially Liang Bai, who was an expert in music.

"Young Master Ping has written another classic song, it's incredible."

Liang Bai first commented on the song, he had already guessed Zhang Quanzhi's purpose in calling him.

"Director Zhang, if you ask for my opinion, I think it can also be performed at the gala."

Han Hong was delighted to hear this and looked at Liang Bai with grateful eyes.

Finally, someone shared her thoughts.

"Old Xie, what's your opinion?" Zhang Quanzhi pressed.

"Director Zhang, I think this song is much better than some of the songs that have already been selected."

"So, I also agree."

Xie Bo cast his vote in favor. In his heart, the more songs like this, the better.

However, whether to use it or not, the final say was in Zhang Quanzhi's hands.

Since CCTV found him to direct this gala, the necessary authority still had to be delegated.

"But if that's the case, with this song, Young Master Ping will already have five songs. Won't that be a bit too many?"

Although Xie Bo and Liang Bai both agreed, Zhang Quanzhi hesitated, as this didn't quite align with his initial idea.

When competing for the gala director position, his plan clearly stated that the gala should incorporate more elements.

Song performances already accounted for the largest proportion of the gala, and if Young Master Ping's songs dominated, he would have to overcome this hurdle.

"Director Zhang, I cannot agree with that."

"Young Master Ping has many songs because their quality is high, and they are worth it."

"As long as the song is good, who cares who wrote it? I don't know what your judging criteria are, but I think there should only be one: the song is good."

Han Hong spoke her mind, defending Young Master Ping's songs.

"Director Zhang, Teacher Han Hong's words make sense."

"I think you're worrying too much."

"As long as the song is good, what does it matter if Young Master Ping wrote all of them?"

"Shouldn't our gala just choose the best songs?"

Xie Bo's words were direct, striking Zhang Quanzhi's heart like a heavy hammer.

Zhang Quanzhi suddenly realized that his idea of incorporating more elements was precisely to present good things at the gala, wasn't it?

Now, encountering good songs, he was instead getting tangled in the irrelevant frameworks of 'who wrote it' and 'how many'.

He even had thoughts of backing down.

Even for the 'Shadow Play,' which hadn't appeared at the gala for many years, he had overcome all objections to arrange a performance this time.

A few more songs written by the same person were even less of a big deal.

Realizing this, he gave a self-deprecating snort, "When did I become like this?"

"Teacher Han Hong, I agree to change the song to 'the sky has brightened'."

"Is there no problem on Young Master Ping's side?"

He still remembered that the first time he negotiated songs with Young Master Ping, it ended unhappily.

"Director Zhang, don't worry, there will definitely be no problem on Young Master Ping's side."

Han Hong excitedly clasped Zhang Quanzhi's hand. As for Chen Shaoping, she wasn't worried at all.

"Good. In that case, Teacher Han Hong, please work a little harder today and rehearse it at the end of today's rehearsal."

"No problem, Director Zhang."

Chen Shaoping watched Zhang Ying on stage. Behind her, there were many child dancers.

Singing was a piece of cake for Zhang Ying.

The current rehearsal was entirely about coordinating with the children.

Han Hong returned, a smile on her face.

While still quite far away, she waved to Chen Shaoping to greet him.

When she got closer, she eagerly said.

"Young Master Ping, I've convinced the director, and we're going to sing 'the sky has brightened' at the gala. What do you think?"

"Of course, no problem, this is great news."

Chen Shaoping smiled, so this was what Han Hong went to Director Zhang for.

"Thank you, Young Master Ping. I'll go find a quieter place to familiarize myself with the song first."

"Alright."

After Han Hong left, Zhang Ying on stage performed again.

It seemed like it would be a while before it ended.

"General Manager Chen, they've asked me to get ready, so I'll head over first."

Zhou Bule said to Chen Shaoping, looking at the message on his phone.

"Let's go, I'll go with you."

Zhou Bule's rehearsal stage was Stage One.

After Chen Shaoping finished speaking, he followed Zhou Bule to Stage One.

He seemed to be casually playing with his phone, but his steps were not slow, always closely following Zhou Bule.

"Hello, Director, I am Zhou Bule."

"Hello, just call me Director Ji. Two more people and it'll be your turn."

"You go prepare first, go to the dressing room next door for a simple makeup, don't run around."

Director Ji, with thinning hair on his forehead, in his forties, instructed Zhou Bule expressionlessly.

"Okay, Director Ji."

Zhou Bule followed the director's instructions, walking step by step to the dressing room, his face full of excitement.

Although it was just a rehearsal, it was still the CCTV National Day Gala.

He walked into the dressing room, and a glamorous makeup artist came up to him.

"Hello, Zhou Bule. I'm Liu Yan, I'll be doing your makeup, is that okay?"