Grand occasion

Author: I'm Red

Grand occasion

“Doudu.”

“Doudu.”

Wang Wen glanced at the landline that suddenly rang out, reached out to grab the microphone, and said, "Hey, Lao Zhu, is there anything wrong?"

After a few seconds, he picked up the material from Xu Rong who was put aside, and a hint of ridicule appeared on his face: "Today is not April Fool's Day, why are you all joking?"

Wang Wen said, and looked at the calendar.

He is sure that he is neither dreaming nor April Fool's Day, but why do they all recommend Xu Rong?

The documentary that CCTV plans to shoot is called "The Centennial Master", which aims to record the art masters who have made great contributions to Chinese literature and art throughout the 20th century.

But what does this have to do with Xu Rong?

He put Xu Rong's materials aside and said, "You didn't recommend them because you had a good personal relationship with Xu Rong, did you?"

The other side of the phone admitted it bluntly and said in a half-joking and half-serious tone: "This has nothing to do with my personal relationship with him, but I really recommend that you consider Xu Rong. It will take about three to five years to produce a documentary. If he is really missing at that time, the credibility of the "Centenary Master" will be at least 30% discount."

"Dedede, he has sent all his materials to my desk. How can I ignore it?!"

Zhu Tong's voice came from the phone again: "Okay, but I really didn't joke with you."

"I didn't joke with you, either."

After hanging up Zhu Tong's phone, Wang Wen picked up Xu Rong's materials again. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Zhang Heping recommended that Wang Po sell melons so that everyone knew that their People's Art Theater had a talent like Xu Rong.

But Zhu Tong's recommendation is really unreasonable.

Moreover, Zhu Tong's words are not polite. Without Xu Rong, the credibility of the documentary is at least 30% discount.

Of course he understood that "The Centennial Master" would inevitably have a huge influence on related industries, but this influence did not come from the fact that the documentary was jointly produced by multiple units, but the masters who had a huge influence on Chinese literature and art were among them, which made the documentary have an influential influence.

But he still didn't understand how Xu Rong could be alongside Lu Guo Mao Ba Lao Cao and Mei Shang Cheng Xun.

After searching through Xu Rong's information, he called the secretary into the office for safety reasons and said, "You go and check if Xu Rong has published any important articles in foreign journals recently."

Previously, news about a master's degree plagiarizing Xu Rong's academic achievements was circulating in the literary and artistic circles. I heard that my master's degree was not preserved later, and my bachelor's degree was also recovered for suspected plagiarism of the graduation thesis.

He even talked to his friends in private. If the student did not copy Xu Rong, it might not be so much trouble. Unlike the academic world where you copy me and I copy you to evaluate your professional title, Xu Rong's academic achievements are mostly his own practical summary. Judging from the fact that he can cause heated discussions abroad, he is of real level.

When the secretary heard Wang Wen’s question, he hurriedly opened the book and said, “Leader, I just consulted the People’s Art Theater. It is said that Xu Rong proposed a new performance system. In addition, some media have called him the ‘first drama master of the 21st century’. Some people say that he is the ‘fourth world-renowned performing theory research master after Stanislavsky, Brecht and Mei Lanfang. This should be the reason why the review team proposed that he be selected.”

Wang Wen looked at his secretary blankly and looked at the calendar again. He had indeed only slept for one night. He gently pinched his eyebrows and asked, "Which third-rate tabloid is this compiled by, and he is also the fourth. Isn't it Sheckner the fourth?"

The secretary hurriedly added: "This evaluation comes from the deputy editor-in-chief of "Chinese Drama", and he believes that in terms of artistic achievements, Xu Rong is likely to be higher in the future than Richard Sheckner, so in terms of academic status, Xu Rong must at least rank fourth."

Wang Wen picked up the phone unbelievably. He didn't know anything about such a big thing.

But immediately, he let it go again. The review team would not joke with him, and Zhu Tong and "Chinese Drama" would not joke with him.

After spreading out the seven pieces of materials on the table, he suddenly felt extremely absurd, because the other six people in the photos had either passed away or had not had much time, and only Xu Rong's life had just begun.

But if Xu Rong really reaches the height of "the fourth master" in the future, as Zhu Tong said, Xu Rong, born in the 20th century, was not selected, then the results of this selection will not only not be recognized by the industry, but also not recognized by the audience, and the influence of "The Centennial Master" will also be greatly reduced.

The ripples initially only rippled for a very small circle, but the impact it caused became more and more profound as time went by.

In the corridor of the People's Art Theater Office Building, Xu Rong was on the phone while walking towards his office.

"It's not accurate yet. What kind of news did you hear from me? I don't know anything. Do you know first?"

Yang Lixin, who had just walked out of the office, looked at Xu Rong who was walking towards him, and was a little at a loss for a moment. In terms of qualifications, he is Xu Rong's senior. In terms of age, Xu Rong is only two months older than his son, but in terms of job rank, Xu Rong has become his direct superior.

He knew very well that with his age, professional level, audience and reputation among his peers, there was absolutely no possibility of further development, but he never thought that Xu Rong would become his leader before he retired.

He quickly adjusted his mindset. When he got closer to Xu Rong, he walked a few steps and arrived at a door with the "Deputy Captain of the Actors" hanging on the head, and reached out to open the door.

Xu Rong looked at this behavior that was completely beyond his expectations and was a little unresponsive for a moment.

"Leader?" Hao Shi's confusion voice came from the phone.

Xu Rong said "Wait", held the phone in his hand, looked at Yang Lixin who was standing beside him with the door open, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Team Yang."

"You are polite to the Yuan of Xu." Seeing that Xu Rong's phone had not hung up, he smiled and pointed at the phone, "You can do it first."

"Um."

Xu Rong also smiled and nodded, saying, "I won't be busy in two days and I will go back and invite everyone to dinner."

Looking at Yang Lixin's back, Xu Rong shook his head speechlessly after a while of surprise. He really didn't know that Yang Lixin had such a side.

But he didn't find it too strange. There was always a reason why Yang Li Xin was able to be the captain of an actor for so many years.

After entering the office and closing the door, he opened the hands-free and told him: "This matter is not accurate yet, don't spread it blindly."

The call was Hao Shi, deputy director of the Performance Department of the Central Academy of Drama. When Xu Rong was in school, this guy called him "Director", but as soon as he left, he became a "leader".

Hao Xi asked strangely: "No blind spread, I see that all the appointment documents are online."

"Hang the net, so fast?" Xu Rong touched the water cup on the table. The water temperature was just right, and it must have been soaked by Song Yigang.

Usually, Xiao Zhang can enter and exit his office at will, but Xiao Zhang will not make tea for him.

"Yes, I looked at the network that was opened at 11:40 noon and officially appointed you as the vice president, in charge of the Performance Department and the Peking Opera Department."

Xu Ronggang took a sip of water and almost vomited it out: "What's the matter? In charge of the performance department and the Peking Opera department?"

"Yes, is there anything wrong?"

"You mean, I was appointed as the deputy dean of the school?"

"Yes, you won't know yet, do you?"

Xu suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

He participated in an interview with the competent department of the People's Art Theater this morning, but why did he become the vice president of the Central Academy of Drama in a blink of an eye?

After hanging up the phone, he fell into deep thought. The relevant person in charge of the CAS authorities had agreed and the materials had also been reported to the relevant personnel departments.

Logically, his job transfer process has been completed, and neither the person nor the staff are in the Central Academy of Drama, nor the Central Academy of Drama has the qualification to appoint him.

Unless the personnel department returns his materials.

But this is impossible, because there has never been such a precedent in the past.

"Tu tuk tuk."

"Come in."

Song Yi pushed open the door, looked at Xu Rong sitting behind the desk, and said, "Teacher Xu, Principal Hu is here."

Looking at the middle-aged man with a short round face at the door, Xu Rong temporarily put the matter aside, hurriedly greeted him, and said, "Hello, Principal Hu, I heard you are coming here and I'm waiting for you early in the morning."

"Hello, Dean Xu. I used to hear your friends talk about you, but I didn't expect that the first time I met you was in this way."

Hu Zhengrong looked at Xu Rong curiously. He was not unfamiliar with Xu Rong, but at this moment he always felt that he was not very real.

He knew that Xu Rong was young, but he was still extremely uncomfortable when he met the real person. The first drama master in the 21st century, the vice president of the Central Academy of Drama, the famous young performing artist, and the most valuable male actor in the film and television industry was so young.

What Hu Zhengrong couldn't understand even more was that Xu Rong was obviously the vice president of the Central Academy of Drama, but he served as the deputy captain of the actors who were directly demoted to two and a half levels in the People's Art Theater, which was simply incredible.

After the two of them praised each other for a few words, Hu Zhengrong made a clear idea of ​​the purpose and said, "Director Xu, the main purpose of my visit today is to invite you to be the special professor of our school."

Xu Rong could have agreed directly, but he pondered for a few seconds for no reason before he said slowly: "Zhongchuan is a top university in China. I personally look forward to it. Cooperating with you is also a good opportunity for me. But there is a saying, I want to say that in the front, I am busy with work, so I probably won't have too much time to go to class. I wonder if Principal Hu can accept this?"

Hu Zhengrong smiled and said, "Xu Yuan misunderstood. We invited you not to teach our students, but mainly to hope that you can train our teachers."

"I feel very stressed when Principal Hu said this."

"Hahaha."

"We are really under pressure, you don't know. We organized the review this morning, and everyone is looking forward to your arrival." Hu Zhengrong smiled. After a few words, the first impression of "young" that Xu Rong gave him gradually faded. He felt that he was not chatting with a man in his twenties, but communicating with a peer.

"What opportunity did Xu Yuan take to establish and legalize it?"

Xu Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Marriage?"

When he described his ideas, he did not give a clear name, and even from the beginning, he did not intend to name the performance system he created.

"Isn't it?"

Xu Rong shook his head when he heard this and said, "In fact, it is just a way to perform. Why do you have to impose a name on it?"

Hu Zhengrong is a little unable to understand Xu Rong's behavior. If he doesn't name it, how can he distinguish it from other schools?

After a while, he suddenly came over, and his eyes looked at Xu Rong were a little more amazing.

In the dean's office at the end of the corridor, Zhang Heping put down the phone in confusion. He had just received news from the personnel department of the Human Resources Arts, and the materials adjusted by Xu Rong were returned to the original route by the personnel department of the Central Academy of Drama.

He lived nearly seventy years old, and this was the first time he saw the transfer and the transfer department agreed to the situation of the personnel department blocking the person.

"Dog Damn Xu Xiang!"

He called Xu Xiang without hesitation and said bluntly: "Director Xu, you are a little unauthentic in this matter, right?!"

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Zhang Heping was too lazy to be careless with him anymore and sneered: "Your personnel department has not passed Xu Rong's adjustment, so don't tell me you don't know yet?"
To be continued...