First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 9 Planning plan, the dispute between Li An and Zhang Jingya

  Just as soon as Ma Fang and Su Yuqi were sent away, Zhang Jingya's cell phone rang, and she looked down to see that it was Van der Li's call.

   "Hello Zhang, screenwriter, I'm Van der Li."

   "Well, hello, Professor Fan, are you thinking about it? Are you attending our poetry conference?" Zhang Jingya asked directly.

  Zhang Jingya's name for Van Deli has changed from you to you.

  Although Van Deli can be regarded as a great master in poetry, he is a strong invitation from Zhang Jingya.

  But now a Li Ang has been born, and a song "Jinse" that is enough to spread through the ages is born.

  So Zhang Jingya has put Van Deli in a secondary position.

   "I discussed with my wife and decided to participate in this poem conference. But I hope I can win the conference, otherwise I will lose my identity." Van der Li said.

  Zhang Jingya replied: "Professor Fan, can you take the championship up to yourself. Let’s do this, I will discuss with my tutor, if the level of poetry is not much different, I will choose you to be the champion."

  "Yes! I am very confident in my poems." Van der Lie was satisfied and hung up the phone.

  ...

  Li An agreed to Zhang Jingya's request to participate, but Zhang Jingya still delivered meals to Li An every day.

  But Zhang Jingya said that the show is more than two months away from the start of the show. She is busy, so she can no longer cook for Li Ang, and can only order Li Ang takeaway or buy ready-made food for him.

  Although so, it still makes Ang Li feel very intimate.

  At least from the perspective of the workplace, Zhang Jingya did a very good job.

  A few days later, Zhang Jingya sent Li An a document in which the general plan of the poem conference was written.

  The general content is like this.

  The poem conference is mainly divided into three steps.

  The first step: Choose one hundred and twenty contestants from all over the country, and conduct team-receiving and word interpretation competitions on ancient poems. Whoever can perform the best in the shortest time will win.

  There are three phases of this competition. One hundred and twenty contestants selected thirty to enter the next round.

  Second step: According to different choices and questions, the thirty people who are promoted will improvise and make corresponding poems within the specified time, and then the instructor will make a comprehensive evaluation. The winner enters the next round, and the loser is eliminated directly.

  The competition is still in three phases, with 30 players advancing to three to participate in the finals.

  The third step: After the finals began, under the atmosphere and sensation of the host, two players from the town were invited to the stage.

  One is Van der Li and the other is Ang Lee, but they both cover their faces!

  The three previously promoted also masked their faces.

  Five masked poets made their own poems at the same time, in the same environment and under the same conditions, and then evaluated by three instructors to select the final winner.

  And the program group will specifically use the theme of "Remembering Feelings" and ask Ang Lee to recite the poem Jinse, which will surprise the audience.

  This is the general process of the poem conference designed by Zhang Jingya.

  Zhang Jingya also said that if Li Ang has other ideas and opinions, they can also put forward them, and they can still discuss them before the broadcast and confirmation.

  From the perspective of the audience, the climax of the program planning is gradually advancing, but it is feasible.

   But from Ang Lee’s point of view, this plan is not very good.

  The purpose of Ang Lee's participation in the Poetry Conference is to gain fan points and points.

   Let Ang Lee appear in the final stage and recite "Jinse" in the final stage. Although it can be amazing enough, the effect of harvesting fans may not be good.

  Because fans need to be raised!

   Appeared in the eyes of the audience from the beginning of the show, and then climbed up step by step through hard work, writing one after another amazing poems and finally winning the championship.

  Only in this way can the audience cheer, and smoothly transform into fans, and even become fans.

  Thinking about it, Ang Li told Zhang Jingya his thoughts and ideas.

  1: At the beginning of the first period, the host directly recites "Jinse", using this poem to directly set the atmosphere to a climax. Then the host invited the author Li An to come to the stage.

  2: Masked Lee Ang competes round after round just like ordinary players, and from this, he makes the encirclement and enters the finals.

  3: The rest of the ideas follow Zhang Jingya's plan.

  When this idea was sent to Zhang Jingya, Zhang Jingya immediately called and said that she would discuss with Li An.

  Just an hour after the phone was hung up, Ang Lee’s door rang.

  Zhang Jingya, in a formal suit, had a serious expression. After entering the room, she sat down directly, picked up the boiled water that Li Ang poured for her and drank it in one sip, and then cut directly to the subject:

   "I read your thoughts and thought about it seriously."

   "The poem "Jinse" is very heavy. If it is chanted at the opening ceremony, it will definitely set off an upsurge and raise the ratings."

   "But the problem is also obvious, that is, the level of early poems is too high, and the audience will definitely expect better or the same level of poems to appear later."

   "If there are no poems similar to "Jinse", it will cause the program's direct reputation to collapse."

   "So I think we should leave the climax, that is, the poem "Jinse" at the end. This will not only help improve the word of mouth, but also help pave the way for the fifth season of poetry conference next year."

  Zhang Jingya is responsible for the show, and what she said is justified.

  But Ang Lee is responsible for his points and lifespan.

  "With me, there will be no word-of-mouth crash." Li Ang replied.

  Zhang Jingya looked up, and she saw Li An's face faded into the water, as if the words she said were as simple as having just eaten a piece of fruit.

  Li Ang is very confident.

  But Zhang Jingya, as a mature screenwriter and planner, still can’t put all her hopes on Li Ang’s confidence.

  Zhang Jingya shook her head slightly: “For such high-level poems as "Jinse", every capital is a product of good luck, the right time, the right place, and the right people by chance."

   "I believe in your poem level, but you can't make such high-quality poems continuously."

  "Not only you, even if Su Yuqi, who is called a genius of modern poetry, comes, she can't do it."

  Zhang Jingya's eyes were filled with determination.

  It was a determination that could not be shaken except for the absolute facts.

  Li An and Zhang Jingya have different positions and different opinions, so contradictions naturally arise.

  Li An knew that there was no way to persuade Zhang Jingya, so he stood up and walked to the balcony.

   Standing by the balcony, Ang Lee can see the plants and trees in the community very clearly.

  There is a rockery in the center of the community, and there is a gurgling water on the mountain falling into the pool, clattering.

  On the rockery, there are a few bamboos growing diagonally.

  Not only did they break through the hard rocks, but they were also emerald green and tough under the sunlight.

  The wind blows slightly, the bamboo leaves rattle, and the bamboo branches sway, but they still grow luxuriantly.

   "You come here." Li An said.

  Zhang Jingya stood up and walked to the balcony.

  Li Ang pointed to the rockery in the center and the bamboo swaying with the wind: "Do you see the few bamboos growing on the rockery?"

  Zhang Jingya nodded, but didn't know what Li An wanted to do.

   "Recite an impromptu poem." Li An said.

  Zhang Jingya's dark eyes had a slight gleam: "It's you who yin for me, do you use this bamboo as the title?"

   "If you can chant, then I can hear it." Li An smiled, his eyes a little interesting.

  Zhang Jingya raised her brows, she racked her brains to think, but she just thought of a few words but felt that they were wrong, not rhyming, and unreasonable.

  About ten seconds later.

   Li Ang, who was standing next to her, smiled slightly: "If you can't chant, don't force it. Then let me chant."

   "The name of this poem is "Zhu Shi"."

  At the moment this sentence was finished, Ang Lee's expression became more solemn than ever.

  His brows were lightly condensed, and his face was somewhat immersed in tenacity.

  "Stick to the green mountains and not relax, Tiegen is in the broken rock"

   "Thousands of hard work are still strong, let the east and west winds be the wind"

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  (End of this chapter)