At the program team of Zhejiang TV's The Voice of China.
Initially, the publicity staff of the program team was still thinking about the gimmick of publicity.
Now, there were three trending topics on Weibo.
He instantly stopped thinking about other gimmicks.
After all, they hadn't done anything yet, but they were already on the trending searches. This was enough to show that these topics were very popular with the audience.
Now, they only needed to continue marketing these two trending topics.
Anyway, Bai Hongyu was also singing on their show.
As long as everyone saw Bai Hongyu, they would naturally come to the show.
This way, it would save them the trouble of thinking of a marketing plan!
The program team's publicity staff shared his thoughts with the program producer, program director, and the deputy station head of Zhejiang TV.
The three of them looked at each other.
In the end, the deputy station head nodded slightly and said,
"Yours is fine too. Anyway, Bai Hongyu's strength is here!”
"We can take advantage of the situation and push him along as a favor!”
"Moreover, this person was recommended by the teachers of the Central Drama Academy!”
Upon hearing the deputy station head's words, the producer, who was Liu Yuhong's acquaintance, nodded and said,"
"That's right, this Bai Hongyu is a student of the Central Drama Academy. A few days ago, he was in the limelight at the graduation ceremony of the Central Drama Academy!”
"He should be in the lead of the Central Drama Corporation by now. Now that he's here to participate in our show, we can help him promote it.”
As the cradle of many celebrities, Central Drama was still very influential.
Now that the deputy station head and producer had said so, the director naturally did not have any meaning.
He smiled and said to the publicity staff,
"Since the two leaders have said so, then we'll promote it according to your idea!”
Just as the people from Zhe Tai were adding fuel to the fire for Bai Hongyu.
At Bai Hongyu's house in the capital.
He's been quite busy these days
Other than preparing for his own studio, he had also been looking for a suitable manager with Liu Yuhong.
Setting up a personal studio was easy, but finding a manager was not going well.
After all, there were fewer good managers than A-list celebrities.
Therefore, he also paid attention to the trailer that was being broadcasted by Zhejiang TV.
But now that the show was officially online, he was still very concerned.
After all, the popularity of the show depended on whether his songs would become famous.
Whether his songs could become famous or not depended on how many resentment points he had.
After turning on his computer, he saw the dense bullet comments on the internet platform and could not help but smile happily.
Then, he received congratulatory messages on his phone one after another.
When he saw the three trending topics sent by those congratulatory people, his mood became even more beautiful.
After exchanging a few pleasantries with the people who sent congratulatory messages, he stopped paying attention to the game.
Instead, he opened Weibo and checked the official account of the Young Poet Competition.
He wanted to check on his poems.
However, when he realized that there was still no activity from this account, he could not help but twitch his lips.
"This efficiency is too slow!"
He didn't think too much about it after complaining.
After all, he was not in a hurry.
It would be a very long process to apply these poems into textbooks for students to memorize.
Therefore, the most important thing now was to turn the song into a square dance. This was the best way to obtain resentment points.
After putting down his phone, he opened his personal interface.
Looking at the slowly increasing resentment points in front of him, he could not help but say in his heart,"Let the bullets fly for a while!"
He knew that he was in the stage of saving up.
As long as he continued to release new songs, and these new songs were liked by the majority of middle-aged and elderly women.
Then, his resentment points would definitely continue to flow over.
By the time he had released more or less all of his songs, his poems would probably become famous as well. That way, the increase in resentment points would be able to connect.
He even planned to use his resentment points to exchange for some classic horror movies.
Horror movies were also a good way to obtain resentment points. In short, there were various ways to obtain resentment points.
After figuring out what would happen next, Bai Hongyu slowly closed his eyes and went to sleep.
In the next few days.
Bai Hongyu's life was very comfortable.
If there was a class, it was a class.
If he didn't have classes, he would go shopping with Yang Mi or look for a manager with Liu Yuhong.
Meanwhile, The Voice of China's popularity continued. Moreover, the trending searches about him were still on Weibo.
Obviously, there was capital behind this.
Through Liu Yuhong and Bai Hongyu, they also knew that it was Zhe Tai who was behind it.
In addition, his "Little Apple" was about to drop from the new songs chart.
However, someone posted a video of a square dancing auntie dancing with Little Apple on Douyin, and this video became popular outside!
Originally, this kind of Short videos platform liked to follow the trend and ride on the popularity.
As a result, netizens from all over the country posted videos of square dancing aunties dancing near their homes on Douyin.
There were even people who were comparing which square dancing aunty's movements were best suited for Little Apple.
Because of the spread of these videos, his Little Apple's popularity actually increased again.
At the same time, his resentment points also increased by a lot.
Just as Bai Hongyu was enjoying himself.
.........
In the capital.
The organizing committee of the Young Poet Competition.
The judges invited by the organizing committee were unusually busy at the moment.
This competition was organized by the Youth Department.
Therefore, the judges invited were all professors from the Chinese Department of various universities.
And these professors were already old, so they couldn't keep up.
The speed of the selection naturally slowed down.
Therefore, the submission time was almost up, but there were still many works that they had not finished reading.
In order to finish reading all the works before the deadline for the audition and select the urgent works, the author had to be a professional.
The organizing committee had no choice but to organize these old professors to work overtime.
Kong Feizhang was one of the professors.
As a senior professor of ancient Chinese literature at Capital University, he was extremely passionate about poetry.
When he heard that the deadline was approaching, he volunteered to work overtime.
After reading another manuscript, he raised his head and pushed his glasses up his nose. Another professor beside him sighed and said,
"Sigh, I haven't seen any work that brightens my eyes today!”
"The literary foundation of young people nowadays is still quite shallow!”
"Yes, I am!" The other professor took a sip of tea and sighed.""This Young Poet Competition has been held for several years. Other than a few good seedlings in the previous few years, the latter few years are really not good enough!”
Kong Feizhang chatted for a while more before continuing to work.
However, just as he opened a new manuscript, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"The River Is Red, Furious Hair Rushing to the Crown"
As a senior professor of ancient Chinese literature, he naturally knew about the red river.
This was a simple name for a Ci tablet.
Also known as Shangjiang Rainbow, full of river red slow, read good travel, smoke wave jade, sad spring song, melancholy word.
Among them, Liu Yong's " River Full of Red, Early Harvest of Sunset Rain " was the main style!
Furthermore, there were 93 words in double tones, eight sentences in the first paragraph with five rhymes, ten sentences in the second paragraph with six rhymes, 93 words in double tones, eight sentences in the first paragraph with four rhymes, ten sentences in the second paragraph with five rhymes, and other variations!
"How dare you write this!”
Kong Feizhang's interest was immediately piqued. He took off his glasses and carefully wiped them with a cloth before putting them back on.
Then, he gently opened the manuscript and read it.
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