Generation Z Artists

Chapter 80 New Storm
what happened?

Could it be... that he fainted another one?
The deputy director chased into the corridor, suddenly reappeared and waved to everyone.

That means, it's okay?
But nothing happened outside, but something happened on the stage.

"Nonsense! What a nonsense!"

Jiao Guobiao stood up angrily, his tone was so fierce, but he couldn't control his expression that was about to laugh, making his whole face distorted.

"I'm not recording anymore! What the hell is this? Your show is just bullshit!"

Express your stance, pass the buck, stop recording, and walk away.

A set of 4, which he used to perfection and was as smooth as milk.

But according to Sister Yali's information, this guy is actually introverted, with low emotional intelligence. He is good at writing articles but not so good at quick wit... It can be seen that once people are pushed into a corner, they can really do anything.

The situation changed so quickly that it was completely unprepared.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Yang Xin opened her hands in vain, trying to keep him, but Jiao Guobiao rushed into the corridor.

"This……"

She was dumbfounded and subconsciously turned to look at Fang Xinghe.

"Don't look at me, I can't do anything."

Fang Xinghe laughed and shook his head, feeling that the current program production was just like a rural stage.

No wonder Mango TV is always waving their big scissors. In a sense, editing is really a life-saving magic weapon. God knows what kind of trouble those stars with even bigger tempers can cause.

The program recording had to be interrupted for the second time.

"Wow!"

Huang Jinghe sighed sincerely: "He is indeed our brother Xinghe. With just a little effort, he can throw people and horses to the ground..."

"???"

My best friend was puzzled: "Is this a good thing? I can't imagine how many people will criticize him after the show airs."

"Don't be afraid!" Huang Jinghe clenched her fists and waved them vigorously. "We will protect him! And you should also think about how many young people will support him after the show airs!"

"Yes! We must support Brother Fang!"

Several little boys around suddenly came over, their faces full of enthusiasm, even more agitated than Huang Jinghe, the only one with this belief.

A new storm is about to blow among young people...

……

But before that, the deputy director decided to save the show again.

He was really anxious and chased after the two guys. Just as he stopped Chen Danqing at the corner of the stairs, Jiao Guobiao immediately started to make a fuss and wanted to leave.

I almost wore out my lips from coaxing her all the time.

But they learned their lesson and firmly disagreed, fearing that once they returned, Fang Xinghe would chase them and beat them up again, twice, three or four times.

The deputy director wanted to throw Lin Jingyu out to take the blame: "I will make that student apologize to you immediately and expel him immediately!"

"Are you fooling the devil?"

Jiao Guobiao sneered, and Chen Danqing also ignored him.

They didn't care about Lin Jingyu, he was just a conceited young man with a little background and power.

They were both cursing, and sounded pretty infuriating, but Fang Xinghe was going for it, while Lin Jingyu was just venting meaninglessly.

The damage is not even on the same level.

"unless……"

Jiao Guobiao's eyes rolled around and he said righteously, "Unless you cut out all the unfriendly scenes, I will never cooperate with you in making trouble again!"

"Sure!" the deputy director agreed firmly. "Those clips weren't suitable for release anyway. There's no way they'd pass censorship."

"Really?"

Jiao and Chen were very suspicious.

"Of course it's true!" The deputy director pounded his chest. "Three generations of my ancestors were martyrs. A word of truth is a nail. Teachers, don't worry!"

"That's better, otherwise we're not easy to mess with. I'm a US citizen now, and you definitely don't want to cause a diplomatic incident, right?"

Chen Danqing really didn't want to end the show in disgrace, so after putting pressure on others, he took the opportunity to put forward conditions.

"Also, you need to make Fang Xinghe and Teacher Wang promise that the rest of the recording must be amicable and there must be no more personal attacks. Let's just talk about the situation peacefully. It's good for everyone, otherwise it's all over."

The deputy director rolled his eyes and patted his chest, saying, "Simple! I'll have Xiao Fang apologize to you right away, and I guarantee there won't be any problems from now on!"

Just as Jiao Guobiao was about to nod, Chen Danqing stopped him and shook his head firmly: "No! I don't need him to apologize, I just need Teacher Wang Meng to give a promise!"

"You don't believe Xiao Fang, so don't you believe me?"

The deputy director was filled with righteous indignation, felt wronged, and beat his chest and stamped his feet...

Still couldn't deal with Chen Danqing.

I don’t know how much this guy has suffered in white society. He is so cunning that he just stared at Wang Meng and wouldn’t let go.

In the end, there was really no other way, so the deputy director had to come back and discuss it with Fang Xinghe.

"That's it, let's do the rest of the show in peace and harmony."

Fang Xinghe nodded in agreement, looking as if everything could be discussed.

"It has to be you..." The deputy director gave a thumbs up, "You are generous, free and easy, and tolerant!"

"Behave yourself." Fang Xinghe rolled his eyes at him. "I haven't even put out the ads for my new book and magazine yet. What am I going to do if I let them get away?"

"Oh! That's what I said!"

The deputy director suddenly realized what was going on and went back to work.

He was very efficient and quickly persuaded Jiao and Chen to return to the stage. Of course, this was without the help of teacher Wang Meng.

This old man is not afraid of offending people, but he never offends anyone too harshly. He is a trustworthy person and his words carry weight, and he finally got the show back on track.

Well, the description of “back on track” is not accurate enough. What’s the point of a friendly show?
Fang Xinghe thought so, but in fact, the audience still watched with great interest.

Just because they can't criticize others doesn't mean the clash of opinions isn't exciting. Quite the contrary, they still managed to come up with some ideas about the current Fang Xinghe phenomenon, some social trends, and some minor aspects of education.

Just looking at the current scene, no one could have imagined that they had experienced such a fierce collision before.

But this is the reality, this is what often happens in the entertainment industry and even in the cultural circle: "work is work, life is life."

Everyone's job is to act, so let's see who gets stripped of their underwear in the end~
With their cooperation, the grand announcement that Mr. Fang carefully prepared was finally recorded successfully.

Yang Xin followed the script and prepared the stage: "Fang Xinghe, the Jeanswest you endorsed is selling like hot cakes. Now, imitating your outfit is also a big phenomenon. The most fashionable outfit among young people is to completely copy you. Are you proud of this?"

Wang Meng laughed and said, "When the show airs, they'll have to worry about which look to imitate."

"The green-skinned hairstyle won't be popular."

Chen Dan chuckled and shook his head, expressing his professional opinion - he was really trying to cooperate with the hope of turning the page on everything that had happened before.

He really… I'm crying! "Xiao Fang's hairstyle today is impossible to imitate. It's too demanding on the development of the skull and the integration of the facial bones. Simply put, if your head isn't round enough and your face isn't well-proportioned, shaving your face like this will make you look incredibly ugly."

The cracks on the edge of the eyebrows are not easy to imitate, as it requires a lot of eyebrow shape and length, as well as the degree of fit with one's own temperament.

This is a pioneering fashion created by Xiao Fang herself, not a popular trend. I guess those fashion magazines should like it very much.

Xiao Fang has another chance to make a lot of money.

Tsk tsk, a 14-year-old millionaire..."

But this old bastard is still so sarcastic, and his words are full of hints and provocations.

But his envy also came from the heart.

The painter is quite close to the fashion circle. In his opinion, the domestic fashion circle will probably roll out the red carpet to welcome Fang Xinghe.

From appearance to attitude, from fashion sense to expressiveness, Fang Xinghe is simply a male model chosen by heaven.

But the young model herself just smiled reservedly, half calm and half crazy: "There's nothing to be proud of. My fashion sense is just based on my natural talent. In fact, I don't pay attention to any international trends at all."

After showing off, the next step is to wait for Yang Xin to push forward again.

She smiled and said, "Speaking of money, the price Jeanswest gave you is exaggerated, but the effect is completely worth it. I believe more businesses are rushing to you, and you will definitely not be short of money in the future. Everyone must be very curious now, Fang Xinghe, how are you going to spend this money?"

"I'm not interested in money."

Fang Xinghe spoke a sincere and honest truth, and once again walked the path of a celebrity, but the audience below the stage exclaimed "Wow".

"After I have enough for my daily life, money is just a number. I will use it to do more meaningful things."

"for example?"

"First, I pay taxes according to the law. Then, I set aside one-tenth of my income to support out-of-school children. These two things are my daily behaviors that I will persist in for a long time. I hope to set a good example for young people. Finally, I have a short-term plan..."

"That magazine?"

"Correct."

Fang Xinghe raised his right index finger and casually threw out money.

"I will take out 100 million yuan to unconditionally publish books for the first New Concept Award winners - if they have books, then we will publish them as single volumes. If they don't have novels, we also have a magazine that can include everyone's essays and short stories."

"Wow!" Yang Xin exclaimed, covering her mouth. "You really... I don't know how to describe it, but what's the point of doing this?"

Brother Fang seriously began to establish himself... ahem, explain.

"New Concept has played a huge role in promoting my current situation. I am deeply grateful to all the judges, including Professor Wang Meng, Aunt Yi, Professor Yu Hua, as well as the institutions that organized New Concept, including Mengya, Peking University, and Fudan University.

I am a person who particularly doesn't like to owe favors to others. It makes me feel awkward, so I also want to give back to them.

Well, from the perspective of new concepts, the second session has already begun, and they plan to continue holding this competition. I don’t have time to participate in the second session, but I can help in other areas.

A total of 39 winners were selected in the first New Concept. From the perspective of background, we are from the same subject.

The same kind of people who passed the same imperial examination in ancient times.

Now I am famous, Han Han is also very popular, but the talents of my classmates are still buried.

I want to give them a chance to display their talents.

From a big picture perspective, I hope they can prove to the world that the New Concept Competition is the best platform, and that the best young writers will surely emerge from our first session.

From a selfish perspective, I hope that they can bring me some pressure together. The life of Dugu Qiubai is too boring and tedious, and it is particularly uninteresting.

So I worked very hard on this project. The whole project is called "The First New Concept Award Winner's First Cry - The Strongest Voice of the Post-80s Generation", which consists of a magazine and several long single-volume books..."

“Wow…Wow!”

There were constant exclamations from the audience; the King of Force had really provoked them to the point of fuming.

Look at this little poem, Dugu Qiubai, even the guy with the surname Jin is not half as crazy as you.

Jiao Guobiao, who had been pretending to be dead and recovering from his injuries, couldn't help but ask: "How many people do you plan to publish books for? How many books do you plan to publish?"

Fang Xinghe looked at him and smiled meaningfully, "We will publish a book for as many people as can finish it.

Like you, I go at my own expense, but I pay for it.

For the first print run, each person will get 1 copies. If the market doesn't accept it, I'll cover the cost. If the market is good, the publisher will naturally take over the rest."

Grass!
Why the fuck are you looking at me like that?!

Jiao Guobiao almost vomited from nausea, and at the same time, the jealousy in his heart grew wildly.

Damn it, I was heartbroken after publishing 2000 copies at my own expense, but you just waved your hand and started with 1 copies per person. Is it so great to be rich?

Jiao Guobiao's eyes turned red with envy. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He slumped down on the sofa and shut himself off again.

Chen Danqing was particularly sensitive about money and subconsciously asked, "What if a book receives a good market response..."

"All the proceeds from the single volume belong to the author." Fang Xinghe replied without thinking, "I don't participate in any profit sharing, I just provide opportunities."

"Fuck!"

There were exclamations from the audience one after another.

From a cost perspective, Fang Xinghe has spent at least 8 yuan on every colleague who wants to publish a book to help them publish their works.

At the moment, this is by no means a small number.

"Wow! You might lose all that one million..." Even though Yang Xin already knew this, her voice couldn't help but tremble. "Fang Xinghe, I finally understand what the ancient knights were like."

Oh my god~~~
Why is it so cool to have your own fans be the host?

Look at all that praise…give me some more, I can handle it!
"Fang Fang is so generous. I really want to go to the same high school as him."

Huang Jinghe, whose face had already turned completely purple, kept her eyes on Fang Xinghe, her heart beating fast. When she was about to let out a fantasy, she quickly changed her words.

Her best friend chuckled twice and quietly pulled her aside: "What on earth do you want to do? Start again!"

"Hate it, get out of here!"

The little girl felt embarrassed, but the older sister on the stage was a huge fan and continued to support her.

"Fang Xinghe, you are so brilliant. I believe that not only your classmates will be grateful to you, but also the readers. I am really looking forward to your magazine. Will there be your new article in it?"

"Yes, two articles as a base, and the scale will definitely be bigger than New Concept."

In order to advertise The Voice of China, Fang Xinghe really dared to use any tricks, but you know what, it really worked and the audience became excited on the spot.

Yang Xin’s last question mentioned Fang Xinghe’s new book.

"What about your novel? Is it also included in this plan?"

"Yes, my novel, Han Han's novel, and Chen Jiayong's novel are all part of the overall plan. This is a new era for youth literature, and it's also the first cry from us, the post-80s writers, into the new era. I believe it will be very powerful."

“I’m really looking forward to it.”

Wang Meng smiled with satisfaction and clapped gently.

"Then I'm different." Fang Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly and responded with a sharp and proud look, "I can't wait."

The show officially came to an end with his wild talk.

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　My body can't take it anymore. My nose is running and my brain is hurting. That's all for today. I'll tell you more when I get back from the hospital.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)