I want to make headlines

Chapter 618 Backhand
On the first day of the Peking Opera performance, Gan Jing did not finish the last stanza of "Farewell My Concubine" out of personal interest. He wanted to make it up the next day, but he never thought that it would end before it even started.

He was a little depressed, but what was more depressing was yet to come—according to that Lao Shizi's work instruction book, the Tan Family Peking Opera Club was temporarily closed.

Gan Jing was very puzzled. He didn't know which express regulations the Beijing Opera Club had violated, and he didn't know where the so-called traditional culture guidance work came from.

However, what he knew was that the cliff behind was not well-intentioned, and it wasn't that no one was doing tricks.

"Eldest brother, haven't we completed all the formalities? Why can't we still open?" Gan Jing didn't understand, so he asked, "Just continue to open, what can he do? Come up and block the door?"

Tan Shan shook his head and glanced at his junior brother: "Junior brother, you have to be down-to-earth. People don't block the door, check your sanitation work today, and check your fire safety tomorrow, can this continue? We're just singing, not fighting government departments."

Sanitation, fire protection, city appearance, environmental protection, and a series of links can be handled carefully. Departments that are usually out of reach may really have management obligations in a broad sense.

Seamless eggs sometimes have flies wanting to bite them.

"Hey, what does this mean? Don't let me sing?" Gan Jing pointed out the core point of this matter.

Tan Shan was silent for a while: "Little brother, there are some things that should not be said on the first day. Even if you want to do that, you don't need to say it. Once you say it, someone has to be unhappy and someone will target it."

He looked at the raised brows of his younger brother, and continued, "It's good to keep a low profile. After all, you are a national first-class actor, but not a national first-class Peking Opera actor."

Gan Jing felt a little angry: "Brother, you know that national first-class actors not only refer to movies and TV shows, but also operas and dramas."

Tan Shan smiled, nodded and said, "Of course I know, but I'm afraid some people will think you are a movie actor. Ann, my junior is now the most promising member of our Tan family, a national first-class Peking Opera actor."

Gan Jing couldn't stand the elder brother's tone of comforting the child, but he didn't say anything, just rolled his eyes and answered.

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#Beijing Opera Reform Discussion#
After one night, the hot topics on Weibo refreshed. Tan Shan originally planned to visit a senior, but was informed of the excitement on Weibo by the excited junior sister.

Tan Shan clicked on it, and A-Gump had already posted several updates on this topic.

Well, well, just refreshed one more.

"What do you think of changing "Dragon and Babu" into excerpts from Peking Opera? All living beings are suffering, and all sentient beings are evil. Would you like to watch it?"

Tan Shan's eyes were fixed. If he remembered correctly, "The Eight Parts of Heaven and Dragon" is... no, it is impossible to remember wrongly at all. It was Jin Yong's novel, and it was changed to Peking Opera?What are you kidding?
He looked at the movement in front of him again, and his mind suddenly became a little dizzy.

"Peking opera really has to be changed. If this continues, fewer and fewer people are willing to watch it."

"According to my opinion, the current Beijing opera is really weak."

"I think my level of singing "Farewell My Concubine" is about the same as my acting."

Tan Shan's heart was a little blocked, he stopped the Peking Opera Club in the first step, and his younger brother swaggered to discuss the reform on Weibo, and the wording was really "confident".

Well, it's tit for tat.

After Tan Shan put down his phone, he called his junior brother.

"Is this going to be a demon?"

"No, it's about style."

"What style?"

"If you don't accept it, you will fight it."

After hanging up the phone, Tan Shan's entangled mood disappeared. Now that the Tan family has been bound together with the younger brother, since the situation has reached this point, let's continue on.

On the other hand, after Gan Jing hung up the phone, he was in a serious mood. He was in the company meeting room at the moment.

"Have you found out who it is?" He asked Old Chen.

Sitting opposite him is not only Chen Huihong, but Bai Rihong's entire new media team will deal with this incident together—according to the current situation, the new media department has already defined it as an incident against Forrest Gump.

"The water is quite muddy, and the trolls on Weibo haven't found out the root cause yet." Yang Lanhui from the New Media Department reported, "Looking at the situation, it seems that there have been several dials. Maybe it's some other star who saw the infection here. Just step on it when you're done."

The entertainment industry has never been kind and kind, and the operation Yang Lan mentioned belongs to a high probability event.

Gan Jing knocked on the table and asked, "Then is there any problem if I continue to speak like this on Weibo?"

Yang Lan communicated with her colleagues next to her for a while before giving a suggestion: "We think it's easier to calm down if you speak modestly, and the pressure on the Beijing Opera Club will be less. They are affiliated with the city's Cultural Bureau. According to the current situation If the incident develops, the biggest consequence may be that the government department denies it, and the loss outweighs the gain.”

"Besides, simple remarks don't have much meaning. The audience of Beijing opera is small. Even if some people applaud, it is not enough for a group of people to follow suit and slander. Under the current situation, everyone is relatively easy to be led astray. "

Gan Jing thought carefully about Yang Lan's words for a while, and now with his own influence, he can directly bring the topic of #Beijing Opera Reform# to the forefront, but I'm afraid that's the end of it, and if he continues, he may be facing some senior Peking Opera Criticism, caught in a war of words doomed to be fruitless.

This is not what I want.

The saliva of the general public, the criticism of individual Peking Opera performers, and the implicit statement of government departments, these factors are mixed together and it is a big negative.

Yang Lan from the new media department was still analyzing in the reporting group, but Gan Jing was a little distracted. He stared at the newly promoted Yang Lan, and suddenly considered whether to cultivate a group of self-media under his banner.

This time, in addition to the Weibo hot search suspected of being bought, the popularity of the self-media explosion should not be underestimated.

Gan Jing raised his hand as a gesture, and asked a question: "How is Paris?"

Seeing that the crowd in front of him couldn't keep up with his jumping thinking, Gan Jing added: "Isn't the capital not allowing performances? I will take the Peking Opera Club to the Paris Opera to give a Peking Opera performance, a world-famous place."

Lao Chen interjected: "Then let's buy a wave of hot articles from the media, and the hot searches on Weibo should automatically go up. Let's get in touch with the self-media, and treat him in the same way."

Yang Lan frowned and hesitated: "If this is the case, there is a worrying problem. Although there are few people who can appreciate Peking Opera, there are still some. This must require the boss to have a similar level, otherwise the Paris Opera If the performance of the theater is not good, it will be a shame."

"Then don't worry." Gan Jing looked deeply, "I am the master."

Yang Lan blinked, glanced at the boss, and then at Lao Chen who was beside her, not knowing what to say, um, this self-belief mentality is enough.

However, if it doesn't work, let's record it first and then lip-sync. I don't know how much public relations fees it will cost to bribe Paris...

　Calvin, three o'clock tomorrow.If you can, let's wait until the end of the month, bless you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)