Generation Z Artists

Chapter 81: Times Literature: There is no book we dare not publish
The long and conflict-filled program finally ended successfully with long and warm applause.

But the end of the show did not mean that Fang Xinghe could relax. On the contrary, he was immediately surrounded by fans.

Huang Jinghe bravely rushed to the front and asked shyly: "Brother Xinghe, can I take a photo with you?"

Fang Xinghe is very patient with his first fan.

"Of course. Also, is there anything you need signed?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" She happily took out a New Concept and handed it over with both hands.

Because there were so many people behind him, Fang Xinghe didn't do anything fancy this time. He just signed "Thanks to my number one fan Huang Jinghe", and then wrote a line of small words at the end, OICQ11588, which made the senior sister so excited that her face turned red.

I swear to God, he really has no other thoughts.

There is only one fan of this belief right now. Such a valuable observation object must be kept under close watch and communicated with frequently.

I'm really not a casual person!

But Senior Sister Xiao Huang seemed quite casual, leaning against him and keeping a very close distance when taking the photo.

Then suddenly a strong negative pressure came from beside him. When he turned his head, he saw that Lin Jingyu's eyes were red, and the green light on his body faded and gradually turned white, and his pink level dropped to level 1.

Good man, are you going to turn back into Fang Hei later?
Fang Xinghe was not angry. He just felt that this matter was particularly interesting and served as an excellent reminder for himself.

In order to verify his thoughts, he praised Huang Jinghe with a smile while taking photos.

"Senior Jinghe, how tall are you?"

She shyly replied, "Almost, almost 174cm tall. I hope I won't grow any taller. I'm so tall and strong. I don't know how ugly I will be when the photos are developed..."

"Nonsense, I'm obviously healthy and full of energy."

Fang Xinghe gently encouraged: "To look good on camera, you need to be unhealthily thin, but in reality, beauty is the healthy beauty that is most worth pursuing. In the future, keep exercising, develop your moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor skills in an all-round way, and don't create anxiety for yourself."

Huang Jinghe seemed to be scalded. He lowered his head and hummed, and said nothing else.

But Xiao Lin was completely confused. The only white light left on his body disappeared in an instant. He stared at Fang Xinghe with jealous eyes and stared at Huang Jinghe with resentful eyes.

This child is indeed a spoiled baby and it is impossible to figure him out.

His only significance to Fang Xinghe is to provide an example of a fan turning into a hater, revealing an internal logic.

That is: die-hard fans are not absolutely die-hard fans, and are even very fragile.

The leader of the water army secretly observed everyone around him, from Fang Hei to Faith, Blank Green, Blue, Red, Purple, all levels of fans were available, which gave him a deeper understanding of fans and fan levels.

In the panel description, level 5 powder is called Xinxinannian, which is abbreviated as Faith.

Regardless of whether the idols appear or not, they always think about their idols, so they can provide at least 100 starlight points every day.

Once an important event occurs, the fans will burst out in an endless stream like nuclear power.

In terms of value, one believing fan is worth ten thousand floating fans. The latter are too unstable and only last for three to five months at most, while the former can last for at least half a lifetime.

Being obsessed with something and being a fanatical fan are also different. Although there is only one level difference between them, there is an essential difference between them.

Fang Xinghe spoke softly to Huang Jinghe, and many of the diehard fans and fanatical fans around her looked unhappy and clearly showed their hostility towards her.

However, when Fang Xinghe took photos with other girls, Huang Jinghe smiled calmly. Instead of being jealous, she felt proud and happy about his popularity.

Thinking of it in my heart, just hearing the name is enough to give birth to beauty.

The combination of fanatical and toxic fanaticism exudes a strong negative atmosphere.

Fang Xinghe looked at the red lights of varying brightness emanating from the eleven fanatical fans at the scene, and compared them with their expressions and demeanor. He suddenly understood the difference in the light itself.

The clear, transparent and soft red light means enthusiasm but not toxicity.

The turbid, dark, and weird red light means poison and deep jealousy.

This is because of the differences in each person's personality, just like in real life, some people's love is selfish and twisted, while others are passionate and sincere.

So, can the believing fans only be elevated from the passionate, sincere and rational level 4 fans?
It is still in doubt and needs to be confirmed.

But Mr. Fang discovered another clever use for the panel - judging the other person's underlying personality by the color of the light.

Then, make a distinction.

Extreme fans should be kept at a distance, rational fans can be made friends with, and those in between should be treated normally.

Other traffic stars never dare to do this because they cannot tell who is good or bad, or who approaches with what intention, so they have to keep a distance from all fans.

In fact, such a one-size-fits-all approach is not conducive to building a core fan base, but there is no other way. No one dares to take the risk, so they have to accept the status quo.

Safety is better than unknown benefits.

The lesson learned is the first generation top star, Woqian Ge. When he was working in South Korea, it was normal for idols to have sex with fans, and everyone was able to maintain a tacit understanding. Then after returning to China, he continued to accept everyone who came. As a result, the stamp collector girl immediately wrote a short essay as soon as she was dissatisfied.

His lesson scared my 1.5 generation top player, Feng, so he stopped playing fan games and started playing chicken games. As a result, he was even more unlucky and happened to run into the uncles who were doing their daily experience farming...

The second-generation top star, Brother Ji, became more rigorous and carried out strict qualification review and post-processing. However, two and a half years later, he was finally exposed by capital and killed with one blow.

On the contrary, Prada is eating the penalty fee and making a lot of money. It is not clear whether it is crying or laughing...

In short, traffic stars basically agreed to stay away from fans and remain independent.

But your brother Fang is ready to break the iron rule and make more friends.

Who says idols can’t be friends with their fans?
That's because you don't understand sincerity!

……

When everything was over, it was already past 5pm.

Fang Xinghe took Wang Yali, Feng Yuanzheng, Liu Heng and Charlie to have a big meal with the deputy director.

The current director He Jun, who is in a semi-retired state, hosted the banquet and went all out to create an extremely high standard.

Four deputy directors, two pillars of the station, Yang Xin and Li Hong, the president of Times Literature and Art Publishing House, Jin Zhongming, and the editor-in-chief, Chen Chen, two important figures in the provincial propaganda department, and Zhang Xiaotian, the cultural celebrity and chairman of the Writers Association...

In name, it was a banquet for Teacher Wang Meng and guests from the capital, but in reality the topic mainly revolved around Fang Xinghe.

Everyone was talking about today's show with great interest, and everyone praised Fang Xinghe highly.

"I've never seen such an intense and meaningful conflict!"

The name started with Xie Rongqi - the deputy director who wanted to be Fang Xinghe's cheap father-in-law, a very murderous name.

He really wanted to keep the show going.

"Xiao Fang, you don't have to worry about the ratings for the first episode. Do you think we can take advantage of this momentum and make Dialogue a regular program?"

Fang Xinghe glanced up and said, "You can ask Teacher Wang. If he is willing to stay here permanently, what's wrong with that?"

Wang Meng raised his finger and pointed at him, laughing and scolding: "What use am I? My mind isn't half as sharp as yours. Only if you come as a guest, the show will be better, more interesting, and last longer."

"I won't do that."

Fang Xinghe decisively refused.

"Eh?" Mr. He, who no longer cares about things, was surprised. "Don't you want to be famous? Being a regular on the show and getting four appearances every month would be very good for you, right?"

Yang Xin also advised: "Brother Xinghe, you have produced a lot of golden sentences today. They will definitely become popular phrases after the show is broadcast. It can be seen that this program format is also very beneficial to you.

With your ability, as long as you stay here permanently, you will soon be able to cultivate a large number of regular viewers and expand your fan base. Why not do it?"

"Yeah!"

Xie Rong patiently persuaded: "On our own show, you can scold whoever you want, and you can deal with whoever you don't like. It's fun and popular at the same time. Isn't this the most suitable job for you?"

What they said made sense and was correct, but Fang Xinghe just shook his head.

"No, I don't intend to consume my image too soon."

"Consumption image?"

Everyone at the table looked at each other, all confused.

Only Feng Yuanzheng understood and took the initiative to explain for him.

"Xiao Fang wants to be an actor in the future. He has the ability and ambition to become a Best Actor, so he is not suitable for excessive public exposure.

Although hosting a program for a long time can cultivate a fan base, it will inevitably solidify the image. Good actors are very taboo about this situation.

For example, Chen Daoming, as well as artists such as Lan Tianye and Shi Yizhi from our school, will never appear on the show unless it is necessary. "

"Oh! Is that so..."

Everyone is involved in the literary and artistic circles and can fully understand the logic, but that doesn't stop them from being disappointed.

"Become an actor? Are you sure?"

He Jun tried to persuade her again: "With your ability, it would be great to be a writer. You would be noble, famous, and earn a lot of money. Why bother being an actor?"

President Jin immediately agreed: "Yes, it's so tiring to work in the wind, rain and mud, but you can't make much money. It's really boring except for being glamorous. Xiao Fang, I am the president of our Jilin Province Film Association. I have acquaintances everywhere in Changchun Film Studio. If you believe me, please think about it again."

Editor-in-Chief Chen gives examples and comparisons from another perspective.

"Zhang Ziyi is pretty famous, right? She only got a few hundred thousand yuan for that martial arts film she starred in this year with Li An. Hey, hanging around like that, how hard it must be! With your current fame and talent, you can get a thousand yuan per thousand words for just any random essay you submit. What a huge difference!"

"I know, thank you for your kindness."

Fang Xinghe smiled and showed his appreciation.

In fact, their views are indeed the reality today.

The domestic film and television industry is extremely poor, and the gap in remuneration compared to Hong Kong and Taiwan is outrageous.

Not to mention Jet Li and Fang Long, two outsiders, even the next level of Hong Kong and Taiwan superstars are a ceiling that domestic actors can't reach. Fang Xinghe's income from a single Jeanswest commercial is enough for a mainland A-list actor to work hard for three years. It's simply outrageous.

But talking about money is meaningless. Fang Xinghe only has fans in his heart and no haters... Oh, that's not right. There are only fans and no money.

If I just want to make money, why not go into business?
The emotional projection mechanism of film and television characters is the only way to achieve large-scale fan abuse and generate large doses of starlight, and it is impossible to give up.

The upper limit of text is too low. Movies are higher, and TV series are even higher.

Therefore, he must stick to the film and television industry. At most, he can bring more good works to the domestic entertainment audience while squeezing out the starlight, and rectify the industry by the way.

Of course, this reason couldn't be spoken out loud, so he gave another reason.

"Being an opinion leader among Chinese youth is such a prestigious position! It's not completely unacceptable, but it's definitely not something you can do forever. Exuding opinions on TV shows for a long time... I personally think that's excessive."

As soon as the words were spoken, there was a sudden silence at the table.

These guys were all intellectuals who were leaders. Their heads were buzzing and they were pierced by the kid’s sober rationality and sharpness. For a moment they really didn’t know how to respond.

It’s still the same reason - the same words spoken from a 30-year-old’s mouth have different temperatures than those spoken from a 14-year-old’s mouth.

Anyone who has never seen this kind of monster will be confused if they listen to him.

"Forehead……"

The most proactive President Kim is stuck.

But the other deputy directors immediately became enthusiastic and their smiles became much more genuine.

Fang Xinghe waved his hand and took the initiative to give everyone a way out: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Literary creation is a lifelong thing. I need to experience it first and then express it. Film and television are very complementary to literature, right?"

His attitude was firm, and he gave them enough room in his reasons, so everyone stopped trying to persuade him, changed the topic, and turned to talk about his performance on the show.

"I'm telling you, once the show airs, the entire media will explode!"

Xie Rong boasted to them with great joy. Mr. He, President Jin, Chief Editor Chen, Li Hong and others had not seen the scene, but they kept asking questions after hearing what he said.

"I went to see it and sat in the back corner. It was amazing."

It was very surprising that Zhang Xiaotian actually went to participate in the show in person, squatting in the bushes like Voldemort, and no one knew why.

"That pretentious guy Chen Danqing cursed the heavens and the earth before he left the country and swore he would never come back. You haven't experienced it, so you don't know how crazy he is.

I really didn't expect that he would not be able to help but return to China, and I didn't expect that his carefully selected test of returning to China would be blasted to pieces by Xiao Fang.

"Xiao Fang, although your style of doing the show is really... well, you were right to criticize me this time. Chen Danqing will definitely find a small circle willing to accept him, but there are more people who dislike him. Just wait, the praise for you this time will probably be very loud."

"Oh, there's such an unexpected gain?"

Yang was overjoyed and happy for his idol.

As for the others, they became more and more curious and asked how he cursed, and then started talking about whether it was easy to survive abroad.

Fang Xinghe carefully observed the expressions of the crowd, and gradually, he got some idea of what was going on.

Mr. He is an old revolutionary and is extremely disdainful of the United States.

President Jin is a little bit pro-Western, but his overall stance is very objective and he holds an attitude of catching up.

In fact, this cannot be described as worshipping foreign things, because the Western world is indeed strong now, and no matter how optimistic a person is, he cannot imagine what a magical and awesome thing it will be like in more than 20 years.

Editor-in-Chief Chen is the most pessimistic about the domestic situation and is very angry. He always curses the government when chatting, but he is also a die-hard war advocate.

Xie Rong is the most flexible person and can get along with anyone, which makes it difficult for people to see clearly.

As for the remaining few, they are veterans in the political arena who have achieved certain positions and are extremely restrained in their speech.

So Fang Xinghe opened the starlight panel again and scanned them one by one.

White, white, white, green, blue, red, red, blue...

The few new people I met, except the three deputy directors, all had white light of varying shades.

Floating powder, enough for use.

It makes sense. On the negative side, given their age and status, it is impossible for them to be too close to anyone. On the positive side, they have no reason to be hostile to a native-born child of their own with whom they have no conflict of interest.

The bandit uncle is a cuckold. I guess if he sleeps with one girl he can turn blue, sleeps with two he can turn red, and if she gets pregnant she will be blessed with wealth... ahem!
In short, they are a group of people worth making friends with and trustworthy, and they will be useful soon.

As for those two beautiful hosts Yang Xin and Li Hong... Huh?!
It's normal for Sister Xin to have red glow, but why is Sister Hong, who I just met, also having red glow?

Li Hong noticed Fang Xinghe's gaze and immediately raised her glass to him.

"Brother Xinghe, I'll give you a glass of wine. Your article has given me a lot of courage and strength..."

Fang Xinghe was still a little confused when he raised the orange juice: "Really? This isn't just a compliment, is it?"

"No, really."

Li Hong drank a glass of beer and started chatting with him openly.

"When I was 14, my father was laid off and my mother was seriously ill, so I had to go out to work. I was the same age as you, working several odd jobs every day to save money for my younger brother's education. When I was 18, I finally saved enough for my own tuition and mustered up the courage to tell my family that I wanted to go to school too.

As a result, my father wanted to marry me off and had already agreed on the bride price. I almost drank a bottle of pesticide and finally got a chance to take the exam.

Later, I studied hard and worked hard all the way, and finally I was admitted to the station last year and became a small host.

In my spare time, I like to read all kinds of books. After your article came out, I read it as soon as it came out. From "Knowing but Not Following" to "My Battle with Fate", and from "Small Town Test-taker" to "The Added Value of Reading", I can say without exaggeration or flattery that every word touched my heart.

We are the same people, but you are braver and stronger than me, and better at thinking and summarizing. I will regard you as a role model and idol, and continue to follow in your footsteps..."

Li Hong, who is only 21 years old this year, is beautiful, generous and calm. When she talks about her past, she is neither exaggerated nor pretentious, revealing a special tenacious vitality.

The red light on her body was as bright and clear as a ruby.

Through her, Fang Xinghe finally realized that among his fanatical fans, after removing those little girls who were fanatical about her looks, all the level 4 fans who were inspired by her writing were probably some very remarkable people.

Because up to now, the spiritual core he has revealed in his writing is actually very, very high-end.

Knowing but not following. Knowing yourself is not easy, and not following is even harder.

When ordinary people see such texts, they will only feel that they are awesome, but it is difficult for them to deeply resonate with them, let alone put them into practice.

Only those who are truly tenacious, truly brave, and truly fight against fate will be catalyzed by the core of the text and become high-level fans.

Such people, even if they are not doing so well now and are still struggling in the mud, will surely stand out in the future in an era where opportunities are everywhere and success can be achieved as long as one is willing to work hard.

And this means...

In a few years, I will have a terrifying high-end fan base!

From the perspective of contributing star points, this group of elite fans is no different from everyone else, but from the perspective of social influence, commercial influence, and cultural influence, they can play a role equivalent to ten others.

Thinking further, the characteristics of the current era are a great restriction on traffic gameplay, but the high-level fans gathered in such an environment are probably far more valuable than the core traffic fans of later generations.

Fang Xinghe was not sure if his comparison was correct. He could only compare himself with the top stars of later generations, such as Lu Han and Xiao Zhan, but he seemed to be taking a completely different new path...

Can it work?

do not know.

Success in the secular sense has long been inevitable, but the road to traffic and the endless starlight... Man proposes, God disposes.

Just work hard.

……

After two more rounds of drinks, everyone inevitably talked about Fang Xinghe's new book and new magazine.

"President Jin, Editor-in-Chief Zhao, I'll send you the third draft of the new book in a few days. Please give us your definite answer as soon as possible regarding whether it can be published."

"what?!"

Everyone at the table was confused again.

"What did you write? Why did it get to the point where you had to ask if it could be published?"

Fang Xinghe touched his nose and replied embarrassedly: "I was so excited about writing that the protagonist killed a few people..."

"puff!"

Several people spat out the wine in their mouths, and their expressions were simply devastated.

"Oh my god, you really wrote about the underworld?!"

"No." Fang Xinghe waved his hand and stopped explaining. "You can tell me the details after you watch it. Anyway, it's quite exciting..."

"Tell me! Give me a rough outline of the story!" President Jin rolled up his sleeves. "I'm telling you, there is no literary work in China that our era's literary and artistic circles dare not publish!"

"I don't have an outline, but I can tell you..."

Fang Xinghe smiled evilly and spread his hands: "Anyway, it's unlikely that Writers Publishing House will be able to do it, otherwise I would just go find Sister Yali directly."

Everyone's curiosity was piqued, but he really kept his mouth shut and didn't say a single word.

Therefore, what Fang Xinghe actually wrote has become the thing that everyone is most curious about from today until the final publication.

Others are curious but helpless, but Wang Yali is different.

He didn't even go home. After sending Feng Yuanzheng and Liu Heng on the train, he followed Fang Xinghe directly to Nong'an, snatched his manuscript, and when he arrived at the hotel, he didn't even wash his face, but started reading it while sitting on the bed.

After this sight, the lights in the room never went out again.

　Fortunately, it was not influenza A, but a cold caused by low immunity.

　　The doctor said that with my health condition, it would be very dangerous to get an infection, and told me to be hospitalized immediately if my condition worsened and not to delay.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)