Abstract Art Award Winner

Chapter 244 National Day Gift Rehearsal
When Zhou Le first received the song, he felt it was perfect for Wang Lihong to sing. Now that he had met the real Wang Lihong, Zhou Le nodded without much thought.

"Second brother, I can definitely do it, but the copyright of this song is not entirely with me right now. Part of it is with the Palace Museum, and I myself cannot use it for commercial purposes."

"It's okay, I'll talk to them about it later."

"Okay, whatever you need me to do, just let me know, Second Brother."

Zhou Le then greeted Zhang Liangying and Zhang Shaohan.

Aside from Zhou Le, Cheng Long, and Han Xue, the remaining singers are all accomplished singers, but Zhou Le quickly broke into the industry with just one song, "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales".

The group chatted for a while, and then the director arrived.

Upon seeing Zhou Le's hairstyle, he paused for a few seconds, then asked a few more questions.

"It's okay, I'll bring you a wig then. After all, you'll be performing at the Great Hall of the People, so you need to have more mental energy."

This is not a very complicated task.

Even if Zhou Le is required to cut his hair here, he still has to cut it; he can always wear a wig when he gets back.

The rehearsals went smoothly, especially since each of the eight people would only get to sing a few lines, with the rest being a chorus.

However, lip-syncing is absolutely impossible in this kind of setting, because the people sitting below are all leaders.

Anyone who can't accept live singing or whose singing skills aren't good enough can't possibly stand on that stage.

They rehearsed from morning till night that day, singing the same song dozens of times until their chemistry was completely perfect.

However, Zhou Le had already added all of them on WeChat and made plans to have dinner together later. The next day, Zhou Le went to Zhang Yi's place again.

The main activities here are mass celebrations and processions.

Zhang Yi was so busy he was practically flying, and he finally managed to find some time to gather Chen Daomin and Wu Jing together and tell them how the formation should move and how their positions should be arranged.

"Dear teachers, I have other programs to take care of, so I'll arrange for someone to lead everyone on a walk-through to familiarize us with the program. We'll go through it a few more times. Thank you all for your hard work."

"It's alright, Director Zhang, you just go about your business."

Chen Daomin said with a smile.

After that, Zhou Le began to follow the crowd in a square formation.

But actors don't need to march in formation like soldiers; they just need to march in neat rows and have smiles on their faces.

So they only rehearsed about ten times before leaving the stage.

“Zhou Le, your application to join the National Theatre of China has been approved, but the public announcement period will take a few more months. Once you join, you will have to spend a few months each year participating in the theatre’s performances.”

"No problem, Teacher Chen. I'll adjust my schedule later. Everything will be based on our drama theater."

Feng Yuanzheng watched from the side and sighed.

"Sigh, it's just that I met Zhou Le too late, otherwise I would have definitely brought him to our Beijing People's Art Theatre first."

Chen Daomin laughed: "Well, there's nothing we can do about it. We met first, so if Teacher Feng really values ​​talent, why not let him join our drama troupe as well?"

Feng Yuanzheng went up and lightly punched Chen Daomin on the shoulder: "Why don't you come over here?"

Wu Jing chimed in, "I've figured it out. Zhou Le is the hottest topic right now. Whoever gets Zhou Le gets the world!"

Several veteran actors could make jokes without restraint, but Zhou Le dared not respond to them.

"Brother Jing, are you trying to mess with me? I don't have that kind of power. You're putting me on the hot seat."

"How could that be? Given our relationship, of course I'd side with you."

After chatting and laughing for a while, the group went out and sat down for a meal.

Sitting in this kind of setting, Zhou Le realized that even big shots gossip during meals. That evening, Zhou Le offered to take Wu Jing home, and also gave him a portion of the small green tangerines and dried tangerine peel he had specially brought with him.

Another day passed, and Zhou Le arrived at the promotional site for "My People, My Country".

Since it's a tribute film, the promotion was very formal.

After getting off, Ren Suxi patted her chest and said, "Le'er, I was so nervous just now, but you were so calm and composed."

"Sis, what's there to be nervous about? It's just movie promotion. We've done it before. Anyway, with our experience, we're not aiming for awards. Just promote it as we see fit. There's no need to overthink it."

But after hearing this, Ren Suxi said, "What if we actually win an award?"

But as soon as she said that, she thought about it again and realized it was unlikely.

With Ge You and Chen Kaige on the list, if we really want to give an award to a young actor, shouldn't we give one to Chen Feiyu?

At least I got to be the chief director once.

But Zhou Le knew that now that "My People, My Homeland" had been confirmed with Zhang Yimou as the chief planner and Ning Hao as the chief director, it meant that the trend had changed.

Anyone can win an individual award, but it's definitely not possible for Chen Feiyu.

However, he did not say this to Ren Suxi.

After two days of continuous promotion for "My People, My Country," Zhou Le only had one day left of his holiday.

But Zhou Le couldn't stay idle that day either.

Because another film, "The Captain," will be released during the National Day holiday.

Fortunately, nothing much happened that evening, so Zhou Le went to Nazha's place after finishing his work.

Gulnazar recently finished promoting a TV series.

Although Zhou Le was scheduled to attend the film festival in Pyongyang, North Korea in the next few days for his previous films "Pegasus" and "The Wandering Earth," he simply didn't have the time and had to cancel.

There's not enough time in a day to do anything.

"Le'er, you're going to be on the Spring Festival Gala!"

Sitting in Nazha's house, Zhou Le peeled and ate an orange, while Nazha ate a sliced ​​apple and asked a question.

"You already knew that?"

"Nonsense, of course I know. You've already rehearsed twice. Someone took photos on site, and the marketing accounts online are full of them. If I still don't know, then I'm really out of the loop."

"Yes, I'll be going up there to sing a song with other people, but it's a pity it's not a solo."

"Be content. You still want to sing solo? How old are you? You'd be lucky to even be able to go up and sing in a group."

Naza then used a toothpick to pick up a piece of apple and brought it to Zhou Le's mouth.

Has Dilraba contacted you recently?

Zhou Le suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

"No, why would she contact me? And even if she did, I wouldn't have the time."

"Sigh, I heard she's going to CCTV's National Day Gala again. She's so cunning. Our company got the news a little late, otherwise I could have gone too. Right now, only Hu Ge from our company is going."

"I know this."

Zhou Le swallowed the apple in his mouth: "Hu Ge and I are in the same show. Reba should be in the show on the 30th, but our show is on the 29th."

"I wish I could go too. Come to think of it, we've never performed on the same show together before."

(End of this chapter)