Generation Z Artists

Chapter 82: Explosion at the Start

Early the next morning, Wang Yali with disheveled hair blocked Fang Xinghe at the door of his house.

"How could you write like that!"

Her eyes were swollen like peaches, with bloodshot eyes and dark circles under her eyes. She had simply washed her face, but she looked even more haggard.

“So how should I write it?”

Fang Xinghe spread his hands and let it go.

“Uh… um… ah…” Wang Yali was so dizzy that her brain was running less than half as fast as usual. “At least, it shouldn’t be this tragic, right?”

Fang Xinghe tried to fool her: "Literary works should have a shocking effect. Just tell me whether you cried bitterly or not."

"No pleasure, only pain."

Wang Yali kept rubbing her temples while speaking, and it was obvious that she was about to explode from the torture.

Fang Xinghe didn't care: "How can people remember it if it doesn't hurt?"

"Did you do this on purpose?" Wang Yali finally realized, her eyes widening in shock. "This was a pre-designed structure. Didn't you suddenly realize it was a better approach while you were writing?!"

"Forehead……"

Oops, the secret was revealed.

But there was nothing wrong with admitting this, he nodded calmly: "Yes, in order to conform to the character's logic, I used myself as the prototype."

Fang Xinghe took back the manuscript, stuffed it into a brown paper bag, and quickly sealed it before handing it back to her, grinning and asking, "It's bound to be a hit, right?"

"Little bastard!"

Wang Yali hated him so much that she kicked him hard... With a bang, she kicked him really hard.

"If Writers Publishing House can't handle your crappy book, you can just wait for it to be born in dystocia!"

Fang Xinghe was not panicked at all. President Jin was very influential in the cultural sector of the province, and he basically covered everything from the Publishing Bureau to the Provincial Propaganda Department. Plus, Times Literature and Art was always bold and would definitely be able to help him solve the problem.

If all else fails, there is still Mr. He, who is 70 years old this year. He is a pure member of that generation.

So Fang Xinghe even had the leisure to wave to her: "Goodbye, Sister Yali, remember to remind Times Literature and Art for me, whether it succeeds or not, you must keep it a secret!"

"Damn it, don't call me for the next week. I get annoyed just thinking about you!"

Wang Yali stamped her feet twice, angrily returned to CC, and threw the manuscript to President Jin with a depressed look in her heart. In the other's stunned eyes, she said bitterly: "It's a super weird book. Our publishing house dare not touch it. You figure it out on your own and remember to keep it confidential!"

When she returned to Beijing, she had nightmares for several days in a row. She was so irritable that she vented all her anger and frustration on the subsequent publicity work.

And the publicity work is indeed different every day.

On the 30th and 1st, the pages are prepared for National Day.

Early in the morning of the 2nd, Beijing Youth Daily published another article, enthusiastically cheering for "Dialogue with Fang Xinghe - Phenomenon and Future" which was launched today.

The manuscript written by Wang Yali herself is full of nonsense.

What made the famous oil painting master feel ashamed and the Peking University journalism professor bow down to him? Fang Xinghe's brilliant thoughts illuminated the youth confusion of all young people...

Ahem, just tell me whether this thing about prostrating oneself is true or not?

The Jilin Daily did not spare any face at all, and madly mocked Jiao Guobiao and Chen Danqing, saying that the two of them were scolded by Fang Xinghe and fled in panic...

In fact, this is a serious media, really, believe me.

Their seriousness is reflected in seeking truth from facts: "During this period, the Peking University professor pretended to faint in an attempt to escape trial..."

Taking advantage of your brother Fang's popularity, the lucky newsletters also sold out.

The news about the program spread like wildfire, making readers very curious.

The show's release time was also well chosen. It was the National Day holiday and 8 o'clock was prime time, creating the most ideal environment for young people.

Early in the morning on the 2nd, Fang Xinghe's house became lively.

Not only did the young eagles arrive in full force, but several super active members of the Experimental High School also appeared outside the gate.

Among them is senior sister Da Lei from the second year of high school.

There is a senior in the experimental class.

There were two most beautiful girls in the first year of high school. One of them had written a letter to Fang Xinghe last semester... But before she even entered the door, she was scolded by Fang Dadan.

Then he grabbed my crotch again, and I protected it immediately.

"What are you doing? They're all my classmates, can you be more polite? If word gets out, people will think we 13 Eagles don't know the rules of the underworld... Come on, sister, you two sit next to me!"

Fang Dadan went up and kicked him: "Get lost! Go grab your rotten crotch!"

But after kicking one away, there was always another. Zhang Qi, Xiao Hei, Xiao Yanbian, Da Diao and Heizi all protected the three new big sisters, and this group of people became a mess.

Family members, who understands the restlessness of adolescent boys and the jealousy of adolescent girls?

Anyway, Fang Xinghe didn't move forward at all, letting them pinch themselves. By the time lunch was almost over, a basic balance had finally been reached.

The two extra sisters who had become rich but had not yet entered estrus protected their original sisters, while the remaining ones who had begun to enter estrus surrounded the three new sisters and showed their courtesy.

Bad news: Eagle 13 is divided.

Good news: They fight among themselves and no one bothers Fang Xinghe.

As a result, the experiment leader was very busy. He had to run back and forth, serving tea, pouring water, cutting watermelons, sweeping the floor, helping in the kitchen and emptying the ashes. All these were jobs for this poor child.

In the afternoon, the girls wanted to drag Fang Xinghe to the roller skating rink, and they vowed: "I'm a very good skater, I'll take you skating!"

The girl who couldn't skate (?) begged him softly: "Fang Fang, go ahead! Then you can teach me how to skate..."

It seems that Northeastern girls really don't have the option of waiting when it comes to flirting with men. They pounce on men reservedly or force themselves on them violently. No matter how conservative or shy they are, they will take the initiative to give signals. Who would have a secret crush on you!
result……

Fang Xinghe grinned evilly: "I definitely won't go to the roller skating rink. You can either go home and do your homework, or you can do hard labor for me. Choose one."

"Be a coolie!"

They reached a consensus immediately without thinking.

"Okay, follow me."

Fang Xinghe brought them to the yard and started the Ge style training under the scorching sun. There were many people today, so it was a good opportunity to try some difficult moves.

A group of people formed a big circle, holding various weapons and props.

Fang Xinghe was in the center of the circle, doing a combination of beast training and gibberish training.

The process was particularly funny - he jumped around in the circle without any rules in various postures, and when he came in front of each person, the other person had to give a different reaction.

People with weapons should be shouted at, threatened, and driven away by brandishing weapons.

Fang Xinghe needs to give a confrontational response.

The person holding the prop should have a conversation with Fang Xinghe. It can be any kind of question, and he needs to give a completely irrelevant and random response, but the emotions must be consistent.

For example, senior sister Da Lei took the initiative to ask: "Fang Xinghe, do you like me?"

The emotions were one of anticipation, admiration, and passion. Fang Xinghe looked at her lovingly and replied immediately: "Ah! To be or not to be? Tonight I want to eat smashed cucumbers with more garlic and cilantro!"

"puff!"

A bunch of non-professional friends all burst into laughter and squatted there laughing.

This is how actor training works. To outsiders, it seems funny, absurd and incomprehensible.

But basic skills are improved through such messy rehearsals, because each inconspicuous training has its own specificity.

In later generations, some popular stars often released press releases about their hard work, and netizens watched the behind-the-scenes footage and found that they were indeed working hard.

He studied his lines very hard, rehearsed his movements repeatedly, checked the monitor right after the performance, listened to the opinions of the director or the veteran actors very modestly, and filmed repeatedly without any complaints...

But after a few years, he still couldn't carry the show at the critical moment.

I did try, but unfortunately, those were just superficial efforts. No one can get the voice right just by instructions, convey the emotions of the lines just by being open-minded, or make micro-expressions accurate just by playback.

If you really want to act well, you must practice the basic skills to the extreme.

Fang Xinghe is no exception.

It would be nice to add some more, but I am poor.

That little bit of starlight is not enough to increase physical fitness, so you'll have to bear with skill-related attributes like this.

Moreover, it is very beneficial to maintain proper practice. The understanding and digestion during this training not only determines how much he can exert his upper limit, but also affects the "sense of drama" and "spirituality" that are not displayed on the panel.

In short, in order to live forever, he really dares to fight to the death with himself.

……

In just one afternoon, all these little eagles were trained to be lazy.

As soon as it was over at six o'clock, the boys all ran away - to order food from the small restaurant opposite the laboratory - I had never seen them so active in running errands. As soon as they left, Fang Xinghe also hid out and went to Wang Charlie's small courtyard next door and started to take a bath like a thief.

Don’t make trouble, my virgin skills cannot be broken now.

While taking a shower, I opened the panel and took a quick look, memorizing the current data and preparing to compare it with the feedback after the program was broadcast.

【Starlight Panel】

【Number of fans: 448w】

Level 1 floating powder: 4032000
Level 2 Core: 387500
Level 3 diehard: 65650
Level 4 Frenzy: 3198
Level 5 Faith: 1
【Star value: 118w】

[Star value: 0]

The data is very optimistic overall. The number of die-hard fans and fanatical fans has been increasing, and the number of floating fans and core fans has stopped falling and rebounded. It can be said with certainty that he has survived the most fierce period of negative public opinion after the release of "Youth".

I'm afraid that for now, this is the limit of the damage that the opposition can inflict on him.

As for the new wave of attacks, it depends on the specific effects of the program.

Zhang Xiaotian believed that the media would sing praises for him, but it was not certain that it would be so. Compared to the hatred towards Chen Danqing, he was the hard thorn in their eyes.

Regarding Old Chen's matter, Fang Xinghe sent a text message to Aunt Chen.

"I'm really annoyed with your brother. I didn't say anything polite to him. If he complains to you, don't blame me."

Chen Danya replied: "He is him, I am me, and you are you. We are inseparable by blood. Otherwise, I would not bother to care about him. Just scold him, don't take it to heart."

In fact, Aunt Chen is also a person who likes Europe and the United States very much. During a chat, she revealed that she wanted her daughter to study in the United States and possibly retire in places like Switzerland or New Zealand in the future.

Fang Xinghe's view on this is very rational: the outside world is indeed developed now, and the Chinese people who are trapped by the times cannot see the disruptive changes in the future. There is absolutely no problem in wanting to go out and live a better life.

As long as you don't use the swear card and don't harm your compatriots, you are still the descendants of Yan and Huang no matter where you live, and we can continue to be friends.

Not to mention Aunt Chen's sincerity towards him, so he never imposes his Generation Z thinking on other people.

"Well, then I'm relieved. Aunt Chen, are you ready to watch my heroic performance?"

"Hahaha, we're ready! From what Yali said, it's extremely wild and violent. We are so curious."

us?

The rest of the judges?

Fang Xinghe smiled and went out. When he returned to his home, he saw Duoyu and his friends had moved out the TV and placed it at the door. A group of people were sitting in the yard, looking forward to it.

After a not-so-long but anxious wait, the show finally began.

Our Uncle Ye...

Almost no cut.

He neither distorted the facts and forced the results in a direction favorable to Fang Xinghe, nor did he consider Peking University's face and save them a few things.

The bandit sent a text message to Fang Xinghe: "The station produces programs in a fair and just manner, and is not afraid of any inquiries or pressure from any side. Things are what they should be, Xiao Fang, you have to understand!"

I understand. I understand so well.

Anyway, I am the one who is taking advantage, so if I let them all go, that's called justice.

If I am the one who suffers the loss... then there is no need to ask, the program definitely needs artistic processing because the station has to be responsible to the audience.

"Thank you, Master, for being fair and just. Slip away!"

It’s not that Fang Xinghe doesn’t want to reply more, it’s just that his phone is about to explode.

The show starts at 8 o'clock, and from that moment on, the text messages and phone calls never stop.

……

In the capital, the Signal trio + Moyan + Wang Yali + Zhao Chunhua gathered at Shi Tiesheng's house to watch Fang Xinghe's show.

Because Wang Yali showed off too many times and kept people in suspense too many times, they finally had a team-building activity of watching the show together.

It’s like this these days. No matter how big a celebrity you are, the most common entertainment is to have a drink, watch the fun and chat about gossip.

The drinking started at 6 o'clock. As they drank, Ma Yuan, Chen Jiangong and Sun Lizhe arrived one after another. It was a small gathering among good friends. Then, when they were half drunk and half drunk, everyone finally started talking about the show.

"How long has it been since our literary world has been so lively?"

"That's nowhere to go. No one in the literary world has ever done this kind of show on TV."

"Of course. If we count seriously, Xiao Fang is the first one."

"It's a great event...but how much of it is for literature? It's hard to say."

"Well, why think so much? It would be great to allow young people to take different paths."

"Xiao Fang is not good, not good!"

Liu Zhenyun was a little drunk and started to speak his mind while shaking his head.

"He will be a lonely man in the future if he continues like this. I told Yulin not to learn from him. If you do, you will be unable to move forward. Hey! Guess what?"

Zhao Chunhua picked up a piece of pork head, chewed it slowly, and said mockingly: "What's wrong with you? Can you control a little girl from liking Fang Xinghe?"

Wang Yali frowned and smiled evilly: "Old Liu, I dare to guarantee that from now on, your Yu Lin will always mention Xinghe. As for you, the hard days are still ahead!"

"Hahahaha! That's so funny!"

Everyone was laughing. They didn't have daughters of the right age anyway, so they were not afraid of this at all.

Liu Zhenyun was anxious. He was really panicking inside, but he kept a tough face.

"I feel bad? Are you kidding! Our Yulin is the most well-behaved and obedient! She has had her own ideas since she was young, and she never... just because of a boy's appearance..."

Liu Zhenyun suddenly stared at the screen in amazement. Not only did his lips stop talking, his fingers trembled, and his chopsticks fell to the ground.

Click, click, click...

Everyone followed his gaze and saw Fang Xinghe appear like a murderer, extremely fierce and brutal, but walking with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, straight and upright like a spear, not at all vulgar. From his appearance to his aura, everything was at its peak, and everyone exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh! This is Xiao Fang?!"

Chen Jiangong and Sun Lizhe usually don't pay attention to these things. When they saw Fang Xinghe in person for the first time, they were stunned.

"Oh my god, this kid is so handsome!"

"No wonder, if I were a girl, I would like this too. Oh, by the way, Lao Liu, you only boasted halfway just now, what exactly did you mean?"

Hahahaha!

Everyone burst into laughter again. Shi Tiesheng wiped his tears and urged him: "Zhenyun, go home quickly. Yulin might be screaming at the TV right now! If you go back now, you might still have time to persuade her..."

Liu Zhenyun was stunned.

How mean is this person?
You deserve to be the goalkeeper!

The climax of the show came so early and so suddenly that no one expected it.

Every household across the country that was watching Jilin Province Satellite TV let out an unexpected cry of surprise.

The dark red slim-fit shirt is so fashionable right now.

Let’s just say that in smaller cities, you can’t even find a shirt of this color, let alone one that’s slim-fitting.

But Fang Xinghe chose this color essentially to set off the skin.

The jade-like skin effect is ultimately to set off the green-skinned hair and three-broken eyebrows.

When the long shot is shown on TV, the overall impact is created by combining red, white and grey with the body shape;
Once the close-up is pulled, the whole screen is filled with that face, plus the broken eyebrow, it's like killing one if there is one, killing two if there are two.

Hu Ge was stunned by the killing, Yang Mi was jumping and leaping, Tangtang was sandwiched between her parents and dared not breathe, Han Han rubbed his long hair and his scalp felt numb, Xiaotong was hugged by her mother and screamed.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!"

In every community in every city across the country, there are people who are saying “oh my god” and are completely shocked.

What is the gold content?

Without our galaxy, the Chinese fashion circle would become a barren hill!
It may sound a bit exaggerated, but the fact is that in the past, it was not until around 2015 that broken eyebrows were separated from their gang background and transformed into "wearable art", becoming popular on foreign media such as INS and YouTube.

In Asia, K-pop idols such as G-Dragon started imitating even later.

Then going back to the country...it's even more tragic.

These popular male stars all play it safe in big occasions, and only a few of them have tried the shaved eyebrow look in fan-oriented occasions such as music videos and concerts. They are so cowardly.

But now, in 1999, Fang Xinghe had already opened the eyes of the young people by giving them a small knife to pull their buttocks.

This is not just a breakthrough in design, but a huge subversion on the ideological level - is this how rebellion can be played?

Fang Xinghe used facts to tell everyone: Of course, true rebellion is to play the way I want!
Although there is no real-time data yet, from the sudden surge in posts in the Internet community, we can tell that Jishi’s stealing show became a hit as soon as it was aired!
(End of this chapter)