Chapter 358: Chapter 358: 232: Cultural Confidence in Poetry and Verses, What Top-Tier Troll, No, He Must Be a Connection!_3

This person seems a bit unfamiliar, all three directors are talking to him.

“Who the hell is he?” Zou Lewei turned to his buddy beside him, his brows nearly knitting together, “Are connections so blatantly used now?”

The person beside him was just about to say something when suddenly he choked on his words.

It was the first time he cursed someone and ended up cursing himself too, how could he let others criticize, aren’t you also a connection?

Things were not quite as Xu Qingyan had thought, after Ji Shi’an had asked his questions, Lu Liangsheng began asking his. It was like an exam, full of technical questions.

Lu Liangsheng: “About yesterday’s scheduling…”

He asked about the drumming, the sound of the drums was not chaotic when they started, but watching on the spot, everyone’s arm movements seemed a little off in timing, appearing messy.

Fortunately, he hadn’t worked hard in vain these past few days, he had a clear understanding of the scheduling. Mainly because he had a similar template in his mind, he wouldn’t dare say he had mastered it just by watching.

But when it came to armchair strategizing, he was unbeatable.

“The problem isn’t too big, the beat of the drums is quite thrilling when they all hit together, it’s just the movement…”

After blurting out a few sentences, Lu Liangsheng’s eyebrows lifted.

“Pretty good.”

Damn it, what the heck, when did these three big shots decide to have an exam? The performers are still waiting.

He definitely couldn’t slip away, He Guojin hadn’t spoken yet, he at least had to let the eldest brother finish speaking.

With a smile on his face, Xu Qingyan guessed what the other might ask. Maybe how his coordination today was going, or if there had been any difficulties in communicating with the artists or something like that.

As he silently rehearsed his answers, he suddenly heard.

“Last time you mentioned ancient poetry, you also talked about Tang Dynasty culture.” He Guojin didn’t play by the rules, asking, “If you were to design a show, what are your ideas?”

Xu Qingyan was stunned for two seconds, glancing at He Guojin and then at the chief director. His mind went blank for a second, why so sudden?

In the blink of an eye, without any hesitation, he spoke.

“The culture of the Tang Dynasty is profound and perfectly represents Chang’an, the ancient capital of a thousand years. If I were to design, I would consider combining modern technology with traditional poetry.”

“Using animation technology to bring Li Bai from the virtual into reality, allowing a man from a thousand years ago to roam the city of Chang’an, a past and present dialogue through poetry, creating a poetic vision of Chang’an.”

“So…”

He spoke for about two minutes, the expressions of the trio of directors shifting from relaxed to gradually serious, eventually exchanging puzzled looks.

“Hold on a moment.” The director asked Xu Qingyan to pause, then called someone over, “Tell everyone to go rest, it’s almost time for lunch.”

“Hey, ask Teacher Luo and the others to wait outside for a while, just hang tight.” He specifically instructed.

Xu Qingyan couldn’t help admiring him, tsk, meticulous in every aspect, no wonder he was the chief director.

The director’s team started clearing the room, everyone not part of it was cleared out. They politely arranged for Luo Yuexiu to wait at the rest area outside.

Eventually, only the director’s team remained in the room, instinctively drawing closer together.@@novelbin@@

Zou Lewei was also among them, standing with a small clique he had made a few days before, his face as complex as a weather forecast, completely unpredictable.

“What did he just say? Why did they clear the room?” The guy who had munched on chicken feet the day before yesterday nudged Zou Lewei with his shoulder, “Brother Wei, didn’t you say he was just a lyricist?”

“How would I know, maybe he was discussing the songs,” Zou Lewei was somewhat distracted and snorted, “The song and dance number has already been decided, whatever he says is useless.”

“Unless he is the darling son of the network, in these kinds of patriotic events, those song and dance routines can’t just be changed on a whim, like playing house.”

“Want to know why? Just go over and listen and you’ll find out,” Yan Daolang smiled slyly, subtly taking a step to the right and distancing himself from the others.

Some of the director’s team gathered around, Ji Shi’an had Xu Qingyan repeat what he had just said.

Then everyone understood, oh, it was about creative ideas for the show.

Xu Qingyan also realized belatedly, his heart wondered how it had suddenly turned into a meeting? Now he seemed to be half executive director (PD) and half coordinator, it was too abstract!

Dealing with scheduling while acting as a PD and a coordinator, and a couple of days ago he had learned to build a stage with the tech team.

Damn, he had originally said he was just a brick out of modesty, but they really started using him like one. In just under a week, he had done half the job of everyone present.

Zou Lewei listened with a constant sneer on his face, when he turned his head and didn’t see Yan Daolang the old eel, he had to turn to his wingman, the chicken feet guy, to whisper.

“I’m dying of laughter, reciting poetry indeed. Like a brute, acting like an idiot.”

The chicken feet guy chuckled in agreement, about to say something, when suddenly he heard someone already asking a question.

“In this context, could reciting poetry come across as pretentious? Or even be considered cringeworthy?”

Ji Shi’an looked at Xu Qingyan, signaling for him to answer.

This was the brainstorming session of the group, where different opinions were thrown out. Some supported, some opposed, each presenting their views and bouncing ideas off each other, generating new thoughts.

“Poetry is indeed the essence of the Tang Dynasty and the romance of our people,” Xu Qingyan replied calmly, he had faced many challengers, a pure professional debater.

“Are there people who can’t understand this romance, sure there are! But the New Year is all about joy, and it’s an opportunity to showcase our cultural heritage to the nation and even to foreigners.”

“Chang’an has this heritage, there’s nothing wrong with showing it off. In the past, we were mocked for lacking traditional elements, desperately learning from the West, fearing we weren’t trendy enough.”

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