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Chapter 62 The Feast of the Wind

The style of the cotton coat is naturally not as fashionable as the tweed coats they wear, but no one dislikes them. They took them happily and put them on immediately.

They couldn't stand it after getting off the train and greetings on the platform for a short while.

I experienced the cold in the northeast and shivered from the cold.

The car was speeding on the road, and the artists who were warming up in the car sang and laughed.

The trip to Xilong Villa was full of mystery to them.

The legend about Zhang Lang has been circulating very widely in Xiangjiang. Everyone knows that he comes from a small mountain village in the northeast, and he is the head of that mountain village.

Now they can go to the village where Zhang Lang is located, they are full of curiosity and expectations.

After two or three hours, the car quickly drove into the parking lot of Xilong Villa.

Under the guidance of the reception staff, the artists got out of the car and looked around curiously.

Mao Shunyun, Xia Chunqiu and the crew started a new recording.

"Accessors, my current location is Mr. Zhang's hometown, Xilong Villa! Let's explore what kind of place it is and raise a strange person like Mr. Zhang!" Mao Shunjun stood in front of the camera and started a new recording.

"Yes, we are now in Xilong Villa deep in the mountains!" Xia Chunqiu continued.

"What is your biggest feeling when Uncle Dong comes to Xilong Villa?"

"Feeling? That's magic! Maomao and I have been to most of China. We have fully experienced it. The roads in China are difficult to walk! But the road conditions from the railway station to Xilong Villa made me unable to believe that this is in China's Big 6!"

"Yes, especially the mountain road just now! Do you believe it? Xilong Villa actually dug a 20-meter-wide mountain road on the cliffs! The street lights and tall trees on both sides of the mountain road made me suspect that I had reached a Western country!"

"Haha, you don't know about Maomao, right? This mountain road was dug by Mr. Zhang after returning to Xilong Villa for professional purposes and took his fellow villagers to dig it out bit by bit! This is a road of hope for one day, and this is a road to success!"

The two of them naturally expressed their praise for Zhang Lang.

"You can see along the camera, and it's Xilong Villa! Wow! What did I see?" Mao Shunjun couldn't help but scream and forgot the next line.

"It's so beautiful! Uncle Dong is well-informed. I dare to swear that this is the most beautiful village I have ever seen! The most majestic village! Only such a place can raise a strange person like Mr. Zhang!" Xia Chunqiu also exclaimed.

This time it was a heartfelt admiration.

People in Xiangjiang believe in Feng Shui. Many people have a deep study of Feng Shui. Summer, Spring and Autumn are also superstitious about Feng Shui metaphysics and have deep research.

"Look carefully, you can see that the entire village is arranged according to the direction of the gossip! That is to say, Xilong Villa has arranged an innate gossip spirit gathering array in its direction! No wonder Mr. Zhang can reach such a level! If I could live in such a place, I could become a billionaire!

I believe that if Mr. Zhang is willing to sell such a house, many big bosses in Xiangjiang are willing to spend one billion to buy it! Anyway, if I have that much money, I will definitely buy it!"

"Uncle Dong, don't dream! Although I don't understand Feng Shui, this kind of house that makes people feel shocked and comfortable at first glance. Who would be willing to sell? It's better to ask the boss for the blessing. It's more realistic to live here for a while!" Mao Shunjun finally came to his senses and said bluntly.

Neither Mao Shunjun nor Xia Chunqiu expected how much trouble they caused in Xiangjiang after their words were broadcast. Xiangjiang thought they could talk to Zhang Lang, and they called Zhang Lang and asked to buy a house in Xilong Villa for the price.

Those who can’t speak and think they can afford it, they all rely on their relationship to buy a house in Xilong Villa.

Not to mention Mao Shunjun and Xia Chunqiu were nagging about the situation of Xilong Villa.

When other artists entered the village under the guidance of the reception staff, they naturally had the inseparable audacity and praise.

Xilong Villa has arranged accommodation for them, all of which are single rooms.

Xilong Villa has a little bit of a house, and each person lives in one room.

Not only them, but also the actors brought by CCTV are treated the same.

Send artists into the house, let them wash up, and then start a meal.

Get off the plane from Penang, took the train for a long time, and then took the bus for two or three hours. Although they ate some food on the train, they were already hungry at this moment.

The food was very rich, with delicacies and wild game, birds and animals, and all kinds of fish and fresh food.

In order to facilitate the exchanges for a few days, Zhang Lang interspersed the actors from the Central Committee and the artists from Xiangjiang and arranged them to sit.

There are actors from the Central and artists from Xiangjiang on every table.

There was a feeling of chickens and ducks being in the same trough, and the messy Beijing Mandarin and Cantonese Mandarin made the whole reception banquet look very warm.

Fortunately, after selecting artists from Xiangjiang, they will speak Cantonese Mandarin, otherwise they will be talking to each other.

Chinese actors in 1984 are still very simple. While enthusiastically thinking about their future colleagues introducing the situation of Big 6, they constantly persuaded them to drink and make dishes.

Zhang Lang brought Deputy Director Zhao, Deputy Mayor Zhang and other leaders, as well as Jiang Bingchen to toast at the table.

Then the actors from the Central Committee and the artists from Xiangjiang came to Zhang Lang and their table to toast.

The atmosphere was so warm.

After recording the show, Mao Shunjun pulled a young man who was very familiar to Zhang Lang and came to Zhang Lang's table to toast.

"Mr. Zhang, this is Rongzai!"

"Haha, you don't need to introduce me, I still know Mr. Rong!" Zhang Lang looked at the familiar and unfamiliar young man in front of him, and laughed and patted his shoulder.

"I dare not, just call me Rongzi!" Zhang Lang's words made Leslie Cheung a little flattered, and he hurriedly raised his glass to toast Zhang Lang.

"Haha, don't be restricted. We were a family 50 years ago! I have heard your songs, "The Wind Continues to Blow" and "Les1ie" are both good! Lao Jiang and Rongzai are very talented young people, so you should try to be as skewed in resources as much as possible!" Zhang Lang said with a big laugh.

It is worth mentioning that in this life, Leslie Cheung's mentor Li Xiaotian did not change jobs in Huaxing, so naturally Leslie Cheung is also an artist under Forde TV.

In order to adapt to the exhibition, Ford TV founded Ford Records. The "The Wind Continues to Blow" that Zhang Lang just mentioned was an album released by Leslie Cheung last year, and "Les1ie" was an album released this year and sold very well!

Especially "Les1ie" directly broke the sales of four platinums in Xiangjiang.

"Thank you Mr. Zhang for your praise! I will continue to work hard!"
Chapter completed!
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