Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 79: The fate of the official media (please read and recommend)

At this time, Mother Ding had already finished watching the BJ video. Although her reaction was not as exaggerated as others, her obviously accelerated breathing also proved that her mood was not calm at the moment.

She was a little bit critical of her son playing rock music at first. After all, in the early 90s, playing rock music was still quite out of place in the minds of the older generation.

But as time went by, and Ding Tong bought a car and a house in BJ by playing rock and roll, got married and had children and stabilized, she was relieved and would no longer look at rock and roll with colored glasses.

What's more, as the female lead singer of the General Political Art Troupe in her early years, she was very familiar with this kind of popular and professional main theme music works, and there was a sentiment in it that was unique to their era.How can she not be excited when she hears Bian Lang performing this kind of works in a new form of music.

After calming down for a while, Mother Ding said: "Ding Tong, you said you have been playing rock and roll for half your life, why haven't you come up with a piece like this? You grew up with us in the General Political Art Troupe after all. Yes, I should have received much better education than this little brother you... Also, since I am your little brother, why haven't you appeared in the video? Are you not as good at guitar playing as that magpie, or are you not as qualified as Xiao Huzi? …”

This matter was originally Ding Tong's pet peeve, but now that his mother was scolding him like this, he couldn't say anything back, and he felt even worse.

Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, Ding Tong resolutely replied: "Mom, the studio version of this song hasn't been released yet. I'll buy a plane ticket to Spring City after dinner with you! When this song is officially launched, I'm sure your son will be there." My name is on it!”

Hearing this, Mother Ding's stern face smiled a little: "Actually, these are just angry words. Think about how many years you haven't produced a decent work. We literary and artistic workers cannot... Oh, I just saw that thing called Danmaku. Why are some people accusing him of plagiarism? Didn’t he just use 8 bars of military songs as an arrangement? I think such a creation is natural, but why..."

Ding Tong really didn't know about this, so he took a look at it with his mobile phone, then clicked on the comment section, and followed the clues to find Sima Nan's video.

After the mother and son finished watching the video, Mother Ding held back her anger and listened to Ding Tong explain the ins and outs of the matter before she said angrily, "What is this Sima Nan? What right does he have to comment on your little brother's song?" Works. In the final analysis, people still speak lightly, if I do... Ding Tong register a Weibo for me..."

Just when Ding Tong lamented that Jiang was still old and that his mother could see the essence of the problem, he suddenly heard this sentence and he quickly advised: "Mom, those people on the Internet are not easy to mess with. How did they curse just now? You also saw it, what if this makes you angry?"

As Ding Tong said, it's not that he doesn't want to help Bianlang. For so many years in the Ding Mu General Political and Art Troupe, in addition to having the title of national first-class singer, the sixth-level civilian cadre is equivalent to the rank of major and enjoys the treatment of a full division teacher.

This identity and status are enough to make 10 Sima men breathless, but he is just afraid that if someone really dares to come to the old lady’s Weibo to curse and make the old lady angry, then he will be the big sinner of the old Ding family. up!

When Mother Ding heard this, she thought it was reasonable, but she also felt that she could not encourage such unhealthy tendencies on the Internet.Thinking of this, she took out her mobile phone and started looking through her address book.

After a moment, her eyes stopped on the name of Captain Hao, and she directly pressed the dial button.

The call was connected not long after, and after a few simple greetings, Mother Ding got to the point: "Old leader, I have something I want to hear your opinion on... You said that I would be buried in the loess." The old lady who reaches her neck has a bad name, but I really don't want capable and enlightened young literary and art workers like Bian Lang to be ruined by the masses who have been blinded and led by wrong remarks. "

After listening to Ding's mother's story, Hao Jianguo on the other end of the phone was happy: "Xiao Qin, you and I are the same. We are both buried up to our necks in loess. How come we still have the same temperament as when we were young?"

"Old leader, I, Qin Sufen, am not exaggerating. If you listen to this song, you will definitely give it a thumbs up!"

"Okay, what's the name of this song? I'll go find it and listen to it first..."

After Hao Jianguo hung up the phone, he pushed the wheelchair to the door of his grandson's room with great interest. After knocking twice and no response, he opened the door directly: "Xiaohe, do me a favor!"

Hao He, who was wearing earphones in the room and was facing off against Sima Nan's fans, was so startled that he bounced off his computer chair.

He took off his headphones and saw that it was his grandfather, so he asked in a slightly complaining tone: "Master, what's the matter with you? I'm in the line with the trolls. If you're not in a hurry, just wait..."

"Hey, you kid, can you help me find a song called "Rock and Roll on the New Long March"?"

Hearing this, Hao He opened his mouth wide, looked at the video that was still playing in a loop on his computer screen, then looked at his grandfather, then slapped his forehead and said: "Oh, how could I give this big Buddha to your grandfather?" forget."

After finishing speaking, he trotted over quickly, pushed his grandfather in front of the computer screen to put on the earphones, then pulled the progress bar of the video to the front and pressed pause.

"Grandpa, listen up! This rock and roll is really captivating! I'll get you Suxiao Jiuxin Pills!"

"Hey, you little brat, how can you talk? Can't you wish your father well?" Hao Jianguo was not angry, but even more curious. What kind of song was it that made the female lead singer in the group specialize in it? I called him to tell him that his grandson was actually going to prepare Suxiao Jiuxin Pills for him.

"Master, that's not what I meant. This song is definitely to your liking. I'm not afraid that you will get excited..."

Before he finished speaking, Hao Jianguo reached into his pocket and pulled out a thumb-sized yellow porcelain gourd bottle, shaking it in front of his eyes.

"Okay, let's get started!" As soon as he finished speaking, Hao He clicked the play button with the mouse.

Hao Jianguo, who was wearing earphones, didn't respond at first. When he heard the melody of the military song accompanied by the sound of Bian Lang shouting chant, his whole body was like an electric shock, and his stooped body immediately straightened up!

When it came to the verse, Hao Jianguo stretched his neck and looked at the screen with his mouth wide open.

Seeing that the momentum was not right, Hao He was about to grab the small gourd bottle in Hao Jianguo's hand, but Hao Jianguo reached out and stopped him: "Don't make noise! ​​Your father, I'm fine..."

Seeing his grandfather's reaction, Hao He's calculations were already starting to click.

But after Hao Jianguo took off his headphones after listening to the song, before Hao He could speak, Hao Jianguo said, "Xiaohe, are you a fan of this band?"

Seeing Hao He nod hesitantly, Hao Jianguo continued: "If there is another song like this in the future, remember to play it to grandpa as soon as possible."

"Okay, if there is still more, I will release it for you as soon as possible. There is one more thing, please see if you can say a word to Bian Lang..."

Before he finished speaking, Hao Jianguo interrupted: "Go, push Grandpa to the room."

Half an hour later, the Zongzheng Art Troupe’s official Weibo account with only tens of thousands of fans posted a Weibo: “The Zongzheng Art Troupe highly affirmed and appreciated the song “Rock on the New Long March Road” composed by Bian Lang and sung by the Rolling Stones. Praise! I hope that the vast number of literary and art workers in our country can learn from Bian Lang and make new contributions to the spread of Chinese culture!"

The little witch who has been staring at all kinds of news about Bian Lang on Weibo, after scrolling to this Weibo for the first time, her whole body was so excited that the wall broke up: "Bian Dashen Niu has a big hair! This is the official media!"

After getting excited, she passed the link to Bian Langchao, and Sima Nan, Bian Lang and Baidao under the three main battlefields.

Perhaps because he was scolding too much and being too arrogant, there was actually a small group of Sima Nan's fans. Looking at the number of fans of the General Political Art Troupe that was not in line with its reputation, they directly ignored the blue V behind their name. Together with a series of previously released content, it has become the fourth main battlefield.

"The fans you have here are really shameless. Even an account with tens of thousands of fans has the nerve to pretend to be the General Political Department's cultural troupe to put money on this little gangster's face. Report him!"

"Hehe, he's just a bastard, how can He De get a thumbs-up from the General Political Workers' Troupe...Report!"

"Hahaha, Your Excellency really has a clear mind. You can think of such a way. Why don't you go to the copycat United Nations..."

"Hahaha, what the person above said is right! The United Nations Office in Rolling Stone sent a congratulatory message..."