When You Are a Director, How Do You Become a Full-Fledged Superstar

Li Siran was going crazy.

Father Li Aiguo's phone has never been able to get through, and WeChat has not returned, and the latest news of Chen Mo has never been passed.

Li Siran didn't even want to record a song.

In the morning, after Lin Xiaqing and Chen Mo left, Li Siran called his father, but he hasn't been in touch until now.

Just open the music play button on the mobile phone, and in the Bluetooth speaker connected to the mobile phone, what floats out is Lin Xiaqing's new song, longing.

"The long years

I want to say that I was so confused back then

 …”

Leaning quietly on the sofa, Li Siran's thoughts were scattered, and drifted away with the singing, as if he had arrived at that passionate age.

After a long while, I recovered from the singing.

"Chen Mo...how on earth did you write such a song?"

Thinking of what Chen Mo asked himself before he left, Li Siran couldn't help blushing slightly.

However, Li Siran had studied abroad after all, and was more influenced by Western culture. Even if he was shy, he was not like Lin Xiaqing, who would go under the covers at every turn.

So, even though he blushed a little, he returned to normal in just a few breaths.

But Chen Mo's figure seemed to flicker in Li Siran's mind all the time, lingering.

"What is the relationship between Xia Qing and Mr. Chen..."

"They probably haven't fallen in love yet..."

bell bell bell...

The sudden ringing of the phone woke up Li Siran, who was immersed in fantasy.

When he looked at the phone, it was his father's number.

"Dad, why did you just call back? I've been looking for you for a day."

Hearing the baby daughter's slightly anxious and complaining voice over the phone, Li Aiguo smiled and said:

"Dad went to see the leader in the afternoon. You know, phones are not allowed there, so I just put the phone in the office. I'll just be back."

When Li Siran heard this, it turned out to be the case.

As Li Aiguo, the leaders who can make him take the initiative to meet are of high rank.

Not to mention that he couldn't bring his cell phone, Li Siran naturally knew where his father went.

"Oh, I see."

"What's the matter, my baby girl is so anxious to find her father, do you miss me?"

Li Aiguo leaned on the sofa with a smile on his face.

Li Aiguo is usually busy with work, and Li Siran's work is not easy, so the father and daughter don't make many phone calls.

What's more, when daughters grow up, most of them call their mothers.

Today, it is rare to have time to talk to his daughter on the phone, and since the commemorative activities are basically ready, Li Aiguo is in a good mood.

"Humph, what are you thinking, I have business with you, don't interrupt."

The one who can speak so rudely to Li Aiguo is his precious daughter.

"Oh? What's the matter? Siran, you said."

Li Aiguo straightened up slightly and said.

"Dad, it's about Chen Mo's two songs."

"Well, you said, Dad is listening."

Li Siran went on to say:

"Didn't you say let's tell Chen Mo that Xia Guo TV will give him the highest honor award?"

Li Aiguo nodded, although this was what he said this morning when he was emotional, but just because he was emotional didn't mean it didn't count.

"Well, yes, Xia Guo TV will award him the Peony Medal."

Speaking of this matter, Li Aiguo's tone was very formal.

The Peony Medal has only been awarded 33 medals by Xia Guo TV until the nation was founded.

Among them, most of the winners received such honors after their death, which shows the weight of this medal.

And this afternoon, Li Aiguo went to report precisely because of Chen Mo's Peony Medal.

Of course, there are also two songs written by Chen Mo.

Li Aiguo clearly remembers the surprised look and original words when the old man he reported to knew he was going to apply for the Peony Medal.

"Little Li, I haven't heard of any handed down literary and artistic works recently. You are now in charge of one party. You need to think more about everything, especially the national media. Every word you say or broadcast may be deeply affected. Interpretation, how careful you have to be."

At that time, Li Aiguo was frightened into a cold sweat.

It wasn't until after the two songs were played that Li Aiguo finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the old man's eyes light up and his forehead bulging.

And Li Aiguo dared not forget the last words of the old man.

"Xiao Li, the ability to cultivate literary and artistic workers who compose such songs now shows that you have done a good job and created a good atmosphere, but you must continue to work hard, not be proud, or forget your original intention and keep your mission in mind."

With the status and experience of the old man, Li Aiguo had never seen the other party say a word out loud, let alone the blue veins bursting out of excitement, unable to control himself.

Moreover, this is the first time that Li Aiguo has received a direct compliment from the old man.

You must know that it is difficult to praise a person directly in the status of an old man, because that represents not only praise, but something deeper.

Therefore, Li Aiguo is very precious to Chen Moke now.

"This matter has been approved by the superior. There is no problem. You tell Mr. Chen Mo, there is no need to worry about this."

Li Siran on the other end of the phone couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face, what was he worried about, he didn't want it at all.

"Dad, you may have misunderstood what I meant. People are not worried about the Peony Medal, but they don't want it at all!"

Do not want?

Li Aiguo's expression was startled, he thought he heard it wrong, and asked again.

"Si Ran, you just said that Mr. Chen Mo doesn't want the Peony Medal?"

"Dad, you heard that right. He clearly told me to tell you that he absolutely does not want the Peony Medal."

Li Aiguo was stunned.

What's up with this Chen Mo?

Don't even want the Peony Medal?

Did he not want to hand over these two songs to Xia Guo TV?

Because, if you want to get the Peony Medal, the creation must be a handed down work, but the copyright of this kind of work cannot be in the hands of individuals.

Otherwise, who would dare to use it casually, in case of being sued, it is unclear.

"Si Ran, what's going on with this Chen Mo?"

"Does he not know what the Peony Medal represents? Or is it bad money? You tell him that Xia Guo TV is not bad for money. I can think of any way he wants."

Li Aiguo's mood was suddenly extremely bad.

This Chen Mo, did not expect such a short-sighted person!

"Dad, what did you say? I only said that Mr. Chen didn't want the Peony Medal, but I didn't say anything about money or money."

Um?

Li Aiguo on the other end of the phone was slightly taken aback, what's the situation?

"Siran, you said it wasn't because of money?"

"Then why doesn't he want the Peony Medal?"

"Dad, it's not because of money. He told me that two songs were donated to Xia Guo TV for free."

Li Siran paused, then continued:

"However, he is determined not to accept the Peony Medal."

"Why, doesn't he know what the Peony Medal is?"

Li Aiguo asked.

In this world, are there any literary and artistic workers in Xia Guo who do not know the Peony Medal?

"Dad, of course he knows. Not only does he know, but he also said that getting the Peony Medal is his dream."

"Then why doesn't he accept it?"

Li Aiguo was confused.

"Dad, people say that he is not competent enough. Although he has written two songs, Mr. Chen does not think he is eligible to receive the Peony Medal."

not qualified?

Li Aiguo, who put down the phone, felt that his brain was not enough.

Are today's geniuses all introverting with themselves?

The two handed down works actually said that they were not qualified!

I just applied with my superiors. You are not qualified, so if you don’t want it, then you don’t want it?

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