No matter how the Internet is arguing, no matter what stories are made up by the entertainment media people who are not doing things and are uncomfortable, Fang Zhao has no time to pay attention. As the filming goes on, as Wu Yan's role increases, his role becomes less and less, and he can free up more time to create.
The actors and staff of the crew also found that Fang Zhao spent less and less time on the set. Over time, everyone still misses the old days. Without Fang Zhao, the big stomach king, in front of him, surrounded by a group of people who couldn't swallow, eating was as difficult as taking medicine, and he lost his appetite, so that everyone's appetite decreased.
Therefore, as soon as he had the opportunity, Fang Zhao was dragged by the director to stay on the set to have a lunch with everyone.
On this day, Fang Zhao was left by Director Bai, the director of the Yanzhou episode, to have lunch with everyone.
Others haven't eaten half of the boxed lunch, Fang Zhao has already finished two and picked up the third.
Waiting for Fang Zhao to settle the third box lunch, Bai Dao smiled beside him and handed over another, "There are still more, eat some more?"
From the dining hall, more will be sent every time, and those that cannot be eaten will be sent back.
In fact, Director Bai was just joking. Who knew Fang Zhao looked at the box lunch handed over and nodded, "Thank you."
Director Bai and the other actors widened their eyes as they watched Fang Zhao take the fourth box lunch and deal with it.
Seeing the bottom of the fourth box lunch, Bai Dao glanced at the box lunch beside his eyes, picked up one again, and handed it over, "Another box?"
Fang Zhao hesitated for a moment, "Thank you, Director Bai, no need."
Crew: "..." Why do you still hesitate
Director Bai put down the lunch box with curiosity in his eyes, "You... You said that your filming tasks have been reduced so much, how come your appetite has increased?"
Another actor next to him sighed: "It's better to be young. I haven't finished the second portion, and the first portion is estimated to have been consumed. At this age, it is easy to get hungry."
Others don't think so. No matter how fast you consume, no matter how easy it is to get hungry, even if you eat four boxes of lunch, you can probably eat the fifth box by looking at this relaxed appearance! There are so many young actors in the crew, and they only eat two or three boxes. For example, the few martial artists over there can eat them all. Forget it in the past, Fang Zhao is now a bit terrifying to finish four lunches with ease.
Thinking of something, Bai Dao's heart was suspended, and he asked Fang Zhao with concern: "Are you under a lot of pressure?"
Fang Zhao thought about it and nodded, "A little bit."
The filming was fine, but the composing side was a little tighter. Directly investing in Mo Lang is both an opportunity and a test. Others follow the normal process, and there is a first-instance and second-instance process. He voted for Mr. Mo. According to Mr. Mo's temperament, he would either decide to stay or reject it outright. There is no room for buffering.
To say that there is no stress at all, it is impossible, but it is not as worrying as others. Fang Zhao decided that if this work was rejected by Mo Lang, he would make it available in his next solo performance. Now, do your best to get this work done.
However, in the eyes of others, Fang Zhao's "a little" pressure means great pressure.
Bai Dao was worried. But this kind of thing is too common in the crew, it's weird if there is no pressure. He patted Fang Zhao's shoulder and sighed, "It's not easy for you."
It's really not easy for a young actor to carry such a heavy burden! Fortunately, Fang Zhao played the role very well, and online praises outnumbered criticisms. Seeing that the filming of the ninth season is getting closer and closer, Fang Zhao is under a lot of pressure, that's for sure. The actors in the crew are all the same, the closer they get to the point of death, the more restless they get.
Director Bai also knew that Fang Zhao often went to the concert hall, so he didn't think much about it. The people in their director group are busy filming every day and have no time to pay attention to other things. Naturally, they don't know that Fang Zhao spends most of the time outside of filming on creation.
night.
Fang Zhao was in the dormitory, making the final revisions and finishing touches. In the quiet room, the tip of the pen made a squeaking sound on the paper.
When the last note was written, the endless exhaustion seemed to ooze out of the bones impatiently.
tired.
very tired.
It is much more tiring than continuous high-intensity filming.
Fang Zhao looked at the paper notebook in his hand in a trance, and after a while, he smiled slightly: "That's it."
Taking it out will definitely be questioned. According to common sense, a person in his twenties is unlikely to create such a work, but when he started writing, Fang Zhao was already mentally prepared.
Turn off the indoor air circulation system, go to the window to open the window, close your eyes, and take a deep breath of the dry, cold, dust-dispersed air.
The smell of dust fills the nostrils and pours into the lungs.
The climatic environment of the filming site, no matter day or night, should have made people feel uncomfortable, but Fang Zhao felt extremely comfortable at this time.
Tiredness is blown away.
easy. It was as if another burden had been lifted.
After blowing the cold wind rich in sand and dust for a while, and closing the window, Fang recalled to the table, took out a special sheet of music sheet and a special pen from the drawer, and wrote the finished score on it.
Sheet music, pens, and a file bag for submissions are all equipment used by the music team for submissions.
There is no electronic version, only the manuscript.
After writing, put the manuscript in a file bag and seal it with the seal that came with the file bag.
The sealing strip is a combination lock. Once it is sealed, only the person who has the qualifications to open the music center can open it, and the time of opening and the person who opened it will be recorded.
The next day, Fang Zhao did not have any shooting tasks.
I went out for a run in the morning, came back to wash and changed into clean clothes, put my document bag in my backpack, and took the bus to the music center with my bag.
Some musicians on the bus were quite surprised to see Fang Zhao. On weekdays, they hardly saw Fang Zhao at this time in the morning. Fang Zhao was always in the car going to the studio.
Some people also asked Fang Zhao about Mo Lang. Fang Zhao was stopped by Mo Lang in the concert hall, and he also asked Fang Zhao to directly contribute to the past, which has been circulated within the music team. Many people didn't think deeply. Although there are not many people with this kind of privilege, there are about 20 people. Fang Zhao is not the only one here. Therefore, more people just see this as an entertainment event. Lang is probably optimistic about Fang Zhao's younger generation, or he has known Fang Zhao long ago.
No one on Mo Lang dared to ask, Fang Zhao... I asked a few times and couldn't find anything. Today, when Fang Zhao came to the music center in the morning, the curiosity that had gone down in everyone's hearts rose again.
There are a few people who can't control their curiosity. After arriving at the music center, they thought they would covertly look at the past, and then send a message to other acquaintances to broadcast live.
"Fang Zhao's route seems to be looking for Mo Lao!"
"Really! He went over there!"
"He took out the document bag from the bag, the document bag for submissions, the one that has been sealed! He really came to submit!"
So soon, more and more people in the music center knew about Fang Zhao's contribution to Mo Lang today.
"Those who can leave an impression on Mr. Mo and have the privilege of directly submitting manuscripts should be very talented. I really want to take a look at the manuscript he submitted."
"I've heard Fang Zhao's works, and they are very appealing. Those songs with elements of the era of eradication have a strong storytelling."
"Remember, Fang Zhao, the genius who sold all the copyrights of all works at a high price before the end of the first concert in his career! Remember that he is only in his twenties? Very young guy, I used to often Use him to attack my unmotivated students."
"The newcomers are so strong now? My senior is under a lot of pressure."
Fang Zhao didn't know what these people were discussing in secret, but he knew that someone was following him, and he didn't have any ill intentions. He was just curious if he went to Mo Lao's place. He didn't think that this matter needed to be hidden, so he didn't know who was behind him.
Mo Lang, an old and high-status artist, had his board and lodging here in the music center, and the place where he lived was also where he worked. Fang Zhao went over and did not meet Mo Lang directly. The person in charge of receiving it was one of Mo Lang's assistants.
These are all treasure-level artists of Mo Lang. The bodyguards, assistants, and medical staff around him are fully equipped. Others are allowed to bring at most one assistant, and Mo Lang directly brought four! This is the privilege that Mo Lang can enjoy at this level!
The assistant who received Fang Zhao was specially responsible for submissions.
The assistant took the document bag handed by Fang Zhao, and after checking the seal, he smiled politely, "You go back first, and I will hand over the manuscript to Mr. Mo."
Saying that, the assistant pointed to the side, "There are surveillance records. I will not leak your manuscripts, nor will I illegally occupy your works."
"Thank you. Then I won't bother." Fang Zhao didn't stay and left after submitting the manuscript.
But without leaving the music center, Fang Zhao went to see the recordings of those seniors.
The world's top five orchestras are all here, and many of the symphonic pieces in the play are from their hands.
It doesn't mean that when you create a work, you can immediately go to them to record it. impossible.
The resources are limited, they cannot reach that level, they have not received enough recognition, they are not even qualified to apply for recording, and they cannot be invited at all. The big band is also arrogant.
Here in the music center, its rules have actually been formed. Competition is everywhere, and it speaks with strength.
If the manuscript submitted by the composer fails the first trial, be conscious, stay where it is cool, and these orchestras will ignore you.
However, after the second trial, with accumulated experience, the composer himself at least has the confidence to speak. Those who apply for better recording studios and rehearsal halls also have a better chance than those who have not passed the first trial.
When the reviewers leave your manuscript, the waist will be able to stand up, and you don't have to apply yourself at all, and all the required resources will be allocated to you naturally.
Fang Zhao, like other people with the same purpose, sat quietly in the seat assigned to the observers.
Advanced digital audio systems can give the impression of a good sense of presence, but that effect, after all, is not really "live". The human ear is truly "holographic".
Even the sense of presence produced by today's most advanced digital audio systems may deceive ordinary people, but people in this industry have very sensitive ears and can still distinguish the difference. This is why in the new century where technology has developed , there are still many people who like to go to concert halls to listen to performances. Some people are pretending to be coercive, and some people are really because they like this sense of presence.
Listening to the scene, Fang Zhao could hear the residual sound that was artificially removed by the recording engineers, and the faint residual sound that ordinary people could not feel, and the sound of the piano continued to decay.
While Fang Zhao was watching the recording, on the other side, Mo Lang finally came out of his morning work. When he was thinking about creating, he didn't like to be disturbed the most. No matter who came at that time, he would be turned away by the assistant.
As soon as Mo Lang came out of the workshop, the four assistants were busy with their work, serving tea and water for massage, and they cooperated skillfully.
"Mr. Mo, this is the document bag sent by Fang Zhao in the morning," said the assistant who received Fang Zhao.
"Who?" Mo Lang asked.
"Fang Zhao." The assistant said again.
Mo Lang looked bewildered. Who is Fang Zhao
Seeing Mo Lang like this, the assistants are already used to it, even if Mo Lang only met the people and words yesterday, he can't remember anything when he is busy, so he continued to remind, "Fang Zhao, Yanzhou native, a very young guy, He said that you asked him to directly submit the four movements of his masterpiece "A Hundred Years of Destruction"."
Needless to say, there is no need to mention what important role Fang Zhao played in the play. Mr. Mo doesn't care about those and doesn't remember them. He only needs to mention the other party's representative works to his old man.
Sure enough, when he mentions "A Hundred Years of Destruction", Mo Lang corresponds to a person.
"Oh, it's him. Yes, I asked him to submit the manuscript directly. That little guy has already brought the manuscript over?"
The reason why Mo Lang remembered Fang Zhao was because he listened to some excellent works about the era of extinction for the arduous task in his hand.
There are not many works that impress Mo Lang, including the four movements of Fang Zhao's "One Hundred Years of Destruction". To this end, Mo Lang also deliberately searched for Fang Zhao's personal information and his other works. They are all very high-quality works, but Mo Lang is only looking for the elements of the era of eradication. When he listened to Fang Zhao's "A Century of Destruction of the World", his brain was also the most active.
As the chief reviewer, Mo Lang came back and looked through the submission information, but he didn't find Fang Zhao's submission. He also went to check it again. It happened that he saw Fang Zhao in the concert hall the next day after checking the information. A little familiar, stopped to ask.
Now that Fang Zhao finally submitted the manuscript, Mo Lang put the tea aside, took the file bag, unpacked it, and took out the manuscript inside.
People of their level do not need other auxiliary equipment, and they can roughly form the main body of the work in their minds by reading the manuscript of the musical score.
Before reading two lines, Mo Lang frowned sharply. The other hand hanging on the leg was slightly lifted and swung, as if conducting an orchestra, but the amplitude was much smaller.
Seeing that Mo Lang's brows were so tightly wrinkled, the four assistants thought that Mo Lang didn't like the work that Fang Zhao handed in, but when they looked again, they didn't seem to be dissatisfied. If they were really dissatisfied, Mo Lang would just throw the manuscript away and not read it. Now, based on their experience with Mo Lang for so long, Mo Lang should be quite devoted.
So is this satisfaction or dissatisfaction
The four assistants acted lightly to avoid disturbing Mr. Mo by making noises.
Mo Lang sat there, reading the manuscript page by page.
Look again.
again.
…
After repeating this for five times, not only did the brows not stretch, but they became more and more wrinkled.
Taking his attention away from the manuscript, Mo Lang looked at the name of the composer written on the manuscript, and said in disbelief, "Fang Zhao brought it over himself? Did anyone come with him?"
"No, he is the only one." The assistant in charge of reception replied.
Mo Lang took a deep breath, as if asking others, but also asking himself: "Is this really written by him?"
Mo Lang recalled, Fang Zhao's face was already blurred in his mind, but he was sure of one thing, Fang Zhao was really young!
At Fang Zhao's age, did he write it