Chapter 390: Chapter 242: The Conservatory’s Spring Festival Evening Mobilization eting, the focus of public attention, young creator Teacher Xu
Xu Qingyan stood on the side, watching the lighting planning in action; the atmosphere on-site was lively, and a teacher from the director’s group turned his head and said a word.
“I don’t understand lighting. I just want that effect.”
He found it amusing. The lighting director’s face was at a loss for words as he continued to argue.
“This is challenging. It’s theoretically feasible, but…”
After listening for a while, he learned that the lighting layout concept was based on “Rites of Zhou. Kaogong Ji”, which essentially was a miniature representation of ancient Chang’an City.
When the ancients built cities, they were typically square-shaped with each side being nine li long, and three gates of various sizes on each side. This is what’s ant by “square nine li, side three gates.”
The lighting design concept was also created according to this “microcosm”, but the difficulty lied in… traditional stage lighting focusing on perspective, while this was an outdoor grand stage.
To recreate the grandeur of the Tang Dynasty, it was necessary to coordinate with the shot division and the design of the landscape for the display of lighting.
Xu Qingyan was like a dry sponge, eagerly soaking up knowledge and working on the task assigned to him. He showed no timidity and actually managed to create sothing.
Even though he had never dealt with lighting before, watching for the past two days had made him understand most of the workflow.
After busying himself for a while, Gan Wenchang ca looking for him.
“What era are we in, still playing with traditional lighting?”
“What are you here for?”
He looked up, stopping the planning in his hands. It wasn’t his own work; he was just following along for simulation, planning to discuss with the lighting director later.
Decked with the title of a creator, he was like leveling up in a dungeon ga.
“Buddy, I’ve co to free you from suffering. What’s there to stick around lighting for?” Gan Wenchang gestured, “Chang’an Normal Music Academy is mustering up for the Spring Festival gala. Are you going or not?”
“Where?”
“You don’t even know Chang’an Normal Music Academy? Let’s go.” Gan Wenchang fluttered his eyebrows, sporting a knowing look, “Go feast your eyes.”
“Can’t be bothered to go, might as well play a few gas.” Xu Qingyan’s face was expressionless, but in truth, Zhou Mian had already completed the company registration procedure.
Whenever he had ti, he was either ticulously preparing music scores or pondering how to sustain the company. With funds, it wasn’t difficult to operate; a direct project launch would suffice.
However, for the specifics of the operation, he needed to talk to He Guojin and hear his suggestions.
He Guojin truly was a good person, a good leader. Xu Qingyan wasn’t one to be standoffish; he approached boldly to establish ties, and they beca familiar through repeated interactions.
“Seriously, you’re not going?” Gan Wenchang beca anxious, “Are you saying pretty girls are less appealing than this pile of equipnt? If you’re not going, who else will go on stage to rally the crowd?”
Upon hearing this, Xu Qingyan looked puzzled.
“Co on, Director He, what you’re saying, it’s as if there’s no one else in the director’s group.”
For such a rallying task, one of the three big nas had to attend. The chief director, Ji Shi’an, certainly wouldn’t go; Lu Liangsheng was a bit of an introvert, so he probably wouldn’t show his face.
He Guojin was usually prudent, so it was likely that he wouldn’t refuse if it fell on him.
“Director He has been busy recently, he’s in talks with the shadow puppetry troupe.” Gan Wenchang scratched his head, eyeing the pile of LED lights that complied with the TV station’s environntal concept.
“If you don’t go, we’re short on people. Teacher Li is supposed to go with us, but we need soone to attract attention, and Teacher Li suggested bringing you along to the stage.”
“What do you an attract attention?” Xu Qingyan, speechless, realized it was essentially none of his business here, so he casually agreed, “Alright then.”
A group of them took the director’s group’s minibus to the music academy.
Leader Teacher Li from the director’s group gave so instructions to several boys on the way.
“There are many girls at the music academy. You guys, being grown n, should talk more. Don’t sha our director’s group. Mind your posture and deanor.”
“Got it~”
The response was scattered and lackluster.
Besides the two veterans, the ones rallied for mobilization were the young folks like Xu Qingyan and Gan Wenchang. Teacher Li singled out Xu Qingyan, asking him to stand and canvass for a while.
In fact, it was just a joke; the re ntion of appearing on the Spring Festival gala was attractive enough.
On the bus, Xu Qingyan received a call from Lin Wanzhou.
“Hello?”
“I… I’ve been invited by Beijing TV to the New Year’s Eve celebration…” Lin Wanzhou succinctly relayed the situation, her tone sowhat uneasy.
“I don’t know if I should go, they said it needs to match the the of the songs.”
Xu Qingyan, startled at first, then said,
“Go ahead, that’s a good thing.”
“To match the the… Hmm… don’t worry about that, just agree to it for now. I’m still on the road. Send the specifics.”
“Okay, won’t you be busy?” Lin Wanzhou expressed concern, “If it’s too much trouble, you don’t have to distract yourself; I can give it a try.”
“It’s not too busy; I’ve got so stuff saved up.” He replied, hesitant to get into details on the bus, “There definitely are options. Just accept it for now.”
“Alright, I’ll get back to you around four this afternoon.”
After hanging up, Xu Qingyan rembered the hard drive he had left in his apartnt. It wasn’t the kind of thing one would carry around at all tis; naturally, he had left it in his room.
Before long, Lin Wanzhou sent over a ssage.
He scrutinized the text, noting that the requirent to match the the was quite broad. A New Year’s Eve show was different from Beijing TV’s Spring Festival gala; it needed to be both aningful and uplifting.
It seed that Beijing TV couldn’t get over being outshone by Orange TV last year and had thus incorporated the sub-the of “youthful vitality” into this year’s event, calling for an uplifting tone.
“Uplifting…” Xu Qingyan murmured to himself, thinking of Lin Wanzhou’s voice, he decided to send the song “When the Wind Rises” to her once he got back.
Lost in thought, a call from Pei Muchan ca through.
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