Generation Z Artists

Chapter 43 What They Thought Was a Fatal Blow

At the Beijing People's Art Theatre, when Feng Yuanzheng walked into the room with the People's Daily under his arm, Song Dandan immediately clapped her thigh and laughed: "Isn't Cao Cao here?"

Feng Yuanzheng looked up in confusion: "Ah? What happened?"

"Let's talk about your student." Park Cunxi suggested with a smile.

He Qiao immediately added: "It's very popular now! I read what he wrote, hey, it's really exciting!"

Feng Yuanzheng smiled so much that his face was wrinkled and smooth. He waved his hands and said modestly, "It's just a little trick, just a little trick for now, not worth mentioning!"

"Look, this is for him to show off!"

When Song Dandan made a joke, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Stop pretending, my colleagues in the studio are all praising him. Hey, tell me, how can this kid write so well?"

"The thinking and perspective are so unique, truly one of a kind."

"Yes, that fateful interview was so dramatic."

"Yes, yes, if you just come together, you can make a good drama!"

"It's mainly the spirit. Without Fang Xinghe's contemptuous attitude, it would just be an ordinary and unfortunate adolescence. With that hard bone, it has impact."

"Your two sentences really touched my heart. It's really true!"

"Hey, Xiao Feng, why don't you talk to your apprentice and ask him to write it? If he can write it well, we can arrange it later!"

Feng Yuanzheng smiled and waved his hands: "Farewell, goodbye, I'm just a cram school teacher, what's the point of telling people what to write?"

"Ah! This is fake!"

"Yes, it's insincere and very exaggerated."

Then everyone started laughing again.

In fact, the People's Art Theatre has never lacked good writers and playwrights, but the new generation has basically disappeared, and there has never been any young person under the age of 30 who could create such a big trend.

Talking about it at this moment, we treat it as something new, but there is also a hidden worry about the future.

Times have changed, and the new generation is very wild. Can we still put on good dramas that the people love to watch?
The speaker may not have meant it, but the listener could not help thinking: the theme of fate from the perspective of a teenager in the context of mass layoffs is indeed a very good story core. I wonder if Xiao Fang has the ability or willingness to write it?

After thinking about it for a while, Feng Yuanzheng burst into laughter, thinking that it was too early to think about this now.

Fang Xinghe is far from old enough to play the leading role.

……

In the small courtyard of the home, the new generation is entertaining an uninvited old man.

"Get some hot water. I brought some tea leaves."

The current principal of Experimental High School lay down on Fang Xinghe’s favorite old rocking chair, and then began to look around.

"The yard is quite clean. How many square meters is it?"

Fang Xinghe was stunned: "I haven't measured it, maybe two hundred?"

"More than that." The old man shook his head and said suddenly, "I'll ask them to pay you the highest standard later. You should think about where to move first."

"Um?!"

Fang Xinghe reacted quickly: "Are you really going to tear it down?"

"In September, you will be living on campus by then, so it won't have much of an impact. If they need to sign a contract or something, ask them to come to my office to do it."

Fang Xinghe felt a little complicated.

Xiao Fang grew up here and said goodbye to his beloved mother here. Now, things are different and people are different, and things will also change...

In a person's life, how much must one lose before reaching the end?

He let the emotion soak in, wallowing in it for a few seconds, savoring it until he calmed down completely.

The new article has an emotional core again, and individual sentences have begun to emerge in my mind.

He replied nonchalantly: "I don't want to live on campus. Is there a better house near the school?"

The old principal was not surprised and gave an answer casually: "There is a farmyard behind the school playground. The living conditions are average, but it is very similar to your place. If you want to live there, I can help you contact them."

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Why would I bother?" The old principal laughed. "I told Liu Dashan about it, and he went to get it done right away. When you move in in September, the house will be tidy and tidy for you. Do you believe it?"

Wow, another old fox, and you are chatting with me openly now, right?

I really don't care that I'm only 14 years old...

Fang Xinghe was too lazy to think about it and just said: "I don't care, I'm just responsible for paying the money."

Now that you haven't officially enrolled yet, your Master Fang is the boss.

The old principal also understood, pointed at him and scolded him with a smile: "You are born to be an official! Don't you really want to sprint for Tsinghua or Peking University?"

Ha ha!

Fang Xinghe didn't respond at all, and asked slowly, "Where did you hear that I didn't want to go to Peking University or Tsinghua University?"

"Who else do you need to listen to? Can't you tell it just by looking at it?"

The old principal looked very arrogant, but in the end he sighed, "You get up early every day to practice martial arts and recite tongue twisters. There is a whole cabinet of director and performance books in your room. Is it really that good to be a star?"

It’s not a question of whether it’s good or not, it’s a question of how long you can live!
After truly enjoying the enhancement brought by the star value, Fang Xinghe would never give up the star path for any reason.

"What do you want? If you have nothing else, have some tea."

Fang Xinghe smiled faintly with a sense of distance, made a cup of tea with hot water, and took out a bottle of AD calcium milk.

I don’t know why, but the AD calcium milk of this era tastes better than that of later generations.

When the old principal saw his attitude, he could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

After taking two sips of tea to ease the mood, the old man suddenly stabbed me: "How does it feel to be scolded?"

"I didn't pay much attention." Fang Xinghe perked up, his eyes sparkling, "Why, did you curse so hard?"

The old man was confused: "Wait, what's your reaction?"

"Happy!" Fang Xinghe said matter-of-factly, "Can't you see?"

"..."

The old man held it in for a long time, carefully looking at Fang Xinghe, and finally sighed: "Genius... So this is what a true genius looks like..."

Fang Xinghe's forehead was full of question marks. No, what are you imagining?

Stop imagining it, a normal genius wouldn't be like this.

"Are you coming to see me just because you're worried that I might have some mental problems?"

"Ahem, that's part of the reason..."

The old man might have felt a little embarrassed, and suddenly his expression became serious: "Actually, I'm more worried that you can't figure out what's going on here."

"what's up?"

"For example, why did the topic of education become such a big deal? Why did such a small matter cause such a big fuss?"

The old man was talking in a mysterious way, and it seemed that he really wanted to arouse Fang Xinghe's curiosity.

“How simple.”

Fang Xinghe burst out laughing and casually broke out the core logic.

"The impact of the Asian financial crisis has continued from last year to this year. In order to ease employment pressure, achieve educational equity, and improve the quality of all people, universities have begun to expand enrollment frantically."

Seeing the old man's eyes getting wider and wider, the bad guy deliberately slowed down his speech and squeezed out some sentences.

“Then the question is: What will the beneficiaries of elite education think of this?
A large number of college students will quickly dilute the value of all academic qualifications, and in a few years their vitality and low salaries will impact their jobs and social value.

How can they not be anxious?

Even successful people who are not afraid of challenges will feel jealous - I worked so hard and finally got into this school, and now you can just go in whenever you want?
I can't criticize anyone in particular, but I can at least criticize the shitty policy, right? So many people don't really believe that studying is useless, but that the expansion of enrollment has harmed their interests, so they are fanning the flames of evil despite knowing the truth.

Others are taking advantage of the trend to export their ideas on quality education.

Those who instigate others are bad, and those who follow the crowd are stupid. It's half and half.

If you don’t believe me, just wait and see. When the large-scale graduation comes in four years, they will still make trouble!”

"you you you you you……"

The old principal held tightly onto the armrests of the rocking chair. His hands stopped shaking, but his lips continued to tremble.

"Who told you that?! Did anyone talk to you about it?!"

"Is it that serious?" Fang Xinghe showed a hint of surprise. "Do you need someone to teach you such a simple thing? Can't you guess it by watching the news?"

This piece of shit!

The old man was so shocked that his face was covered with dust. He collapsed into the rocking chair, and his heart was beating unsteadily.

The principal feels very aggrieved!

I had good intentions to warn the brat, and to show off and establish an image of an experienced person, but what happened is that I got beaten back by the brat!
Are all geniuses so outrageous?!
Look at you, you're overthinking again.

A normal genius would not be like this, but our President Fang used to work in this field. Judging from the trend of public opinion, the reason behind this is his professional ethics.

"That……"

The old man seemed to be unwilling to give up, and asked tentatively: "Do you also know about Han Han's situation?"

"Yeah, it's easier."

Fang Xinghe nodded as a matter of course, leaving no room for the old man.

You want to show off to me? Have you given me money?
Many people in the past and present life have been unable to understand: Han Han’s “Seeing People in the Cup” is indeed awesome, but it’s just a mere failure to a grade, so why did it trigger such a social discussion?
The truth is very simple -

The good big brother just happened to be a flashpoint and was used as an excuse by all kinds of demons and monsters.

The fundamental reason is still the economic downturn coupled with the expansion of university enrollment, plus the fact that the public is too sensitive about education, so once the bad guys instigated it, such a big wave of clamor was immediately set off, as if the whole society was agitated for Han Han.

Society is indeed restless, but not for him.

The protagonists of the times are always the people. The person who happens to stand at the highest point and is the focus of everyone's attention is usually just a symbolic symbol. This is true for Han Han, Jack Ma, and Fang Xinghe.

The difference is that after standing at the highest point and looking into the vastness, whoever can remain calm and sober, and truly see the inevitability of history and all living beings, and the contingency of the times to individuals, will be qualified to exit with a smile.

When everything is done, just wave your sleeves and leave. This is the greatest romance and the highest degree of free and easy attitude of the Chinese heroes.

Fang Xinghe is unable to do it for the time being. His character can only support the first half - to be clear-minded and then give full play to his initiative and do some happy things with anger, instead of consuming all the happiness and then moving towards anger in confusion.

At this moment, Han Han couldn't tell who was good and who was bad, and he didn't even show any signs of awakening.

Even if next year, "Triple Door" comes out and sells hundreds of thousands of copies, he will still be the puppet.

This is the biggest difference between the two, not in writing style, but in the core.

Fang Xinghe looked far away, and said lightly, "Han Han's father and his agent took advantage of the situation and tried to promote the hype to help Han Han become famous. It was quite well-timed, but in the final analysis, it was still the power of the times. It just happened to be the right time."

The old principal became more and more frightened and angry as he listened: "You know everything, but you still wade into this muddy water? You don't need this little bit of popularity to sell books!"

Fang Xinghe couldn’t tell the real reason, but he could talk about his loyalty.

The future movie star was determined: "Han Han is my beloved relative, friend, brother, how can I bear to let my good brother bear such great pressure alone?"

"So you just fired randomly?! Now you're as black as charcoal!"

"Between reputation and loyalty..." Gou Fang raised his eyebrows, a sense of playfulness coming to his mind, "Of course my happiness is the most important."

I can't talk any more.

Really, I don't want to talk any more.

The old man felt that he would be pissed off sooner or later if he talked about serious matters with Fang Xinghe.

There is not a single true word in this and that!
But from another perspective, Fang Xinghe is a person who makes people feel at ease. There is no need to worry that he will collapse at a young age because of a small disturbance.

"Forget it. I'm too lazy to persuade you."

The old man, with mixed feelings, stood up angrily and ran away.

Before leaving, he left a final sentence: "In fact, I didn't trust Liu Dashan at first. Your foundation is too shallow and it's easy for him to make trouble for you. Now it seems that I was worrying for nothing.

Since you recognize him, then he should make achievements quickly. Whether he can keep the position of principal of the laboratory or not does not depend on me, but on how much influence you have. "

Not long after the old man left, Liu Dashan called and his voice sounded a little nervous.

"Xinghe, does Principal Zhang have any instructions?"

Fang Xinghe replied casually: "I asked you to help me build a yard behind the school stadium, and the rest is just gossip."

"Okay, don't worry, leave it to me!"

Liu Dashan was very straightforward and didn't waste any words: "Besides making the room brighter, do you have any other requirements for the furniture?"

"No."

Fang Xinghe looked around the main room, just looking, but not wanting to take anything away.

After looking at it for a while, he said softly, "It's just a place to stay."

"Okay, I'll make sure it's completed before school starts."

"I'll give you the money later."

"Hey, what are you doing? You have school funds but you're using your own money instead? Don't even mention the wages. Aren't school employees like me here to serve students like you?"

Look, what a good attitude and how flexible the body is.

Fang Xinghe doesn't know much about politics, but he understands human nature.

Liu Dashan's position as principal is looming, but isn't his shortcoming the power to convince the public?

Yes, bro, and plenty of it.

He didn't expect Liu Dashan to be of much help to him. As long as he could take care of the logistics, reduce the trouble, and take care of the little eagle at home, that would be enough.

The person who serves the president is the chief of staff, so how can the person who serves me not be worthy of a principal?

Just wait and see, once my book comes out, you will have your day in the spotlight.

……

After hanging up the phone, Fang Xinghe began to extract information from the newspaper.

As expected, after the three articles were published in Beijing Youth Daily, those stinky flies finally saw the shit, and immediately became stressed and launched a crazy counterattack.

The criticism is overwhelming, happening every day, from the first day to now, and there is no such thing as the most radical, only more fierce.

The black tide was surging and the waves were huge.

Daxiong and Hongzhong, two core writers of the Southern School, published articles one after another, which was a good cooperation.

Daxiong's direction was mainly to question Fang Xinghe's "qualification to speak".

"I'm not saying no one should speak. I just want everyone to use their brains before they speak, to make sure they have the qualifications, the ability, the true independent personality and the progressive ideas to speak on such an irrelevant and overly important topic."

The main idea of Red is to glorify media professionals and build a united front.

“We, the media professionals who have been active in the forefront of public opinion and defending justice for many years, have been verified by the vast number of readers, have gained the trust of the highly educated groups, and have experienced many hardships. Therefore, we have the credibility to criticize wrong policies.

This is both our responsibility as media professionals and a right that we have been granted.

If one day we are wantonly insulted for our correct criticism and lose our freedom to criticize, then our people will gradually fall into despair amid the collapse of democracy..."

The lethality was not enough, but it was extremely inflammatory and directly nailed Fang Xinghe to the opposite side of Ziyou.

Later, in the Hard to Prevent Weekend published every Thursday, Lieshan wrote an article for the third time, and finally stopped being polite and officially started to criticize Fang Xinghe to pieces.

This was what they thought was the fatal blow.

　I'm in the nightmare of editing again. That's all I have today.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)