wavenovel Chapter 097 Applause Rings Out
Chapter 097 Applause Rings Out
As Chen Jianguo had predicted, things unfolded exactly as he had, even more rapidly than he had imagined.
Needless to say, the public opinion surrounding Yang Du after the gala ended was immense. Online discussions about Yang Du had already reached unprecedented levels, and his account, named Yang Dudu, unsurprisingly surpassed the 300 million follower mark.
But what truly sealed the deal was the official response the very next morning.
The following morning, the Guanghui Daily, the most authoritative official newspaper in China, published a lengthy commentary as the headline article in its culture section.
The article provides an in-depth analysis of the social significance and value-guiding role of several outstanding works at this year's National Day Gala, demonstrating a truly insightful perspective.
In the most important paragraph of the article, Yang Du's name is mentioned without reservation, and he is praised as a young literary and artistic worker.
The official title of "young literary and artistic worker" is like a resounding slap in the face to all those academics who tried to attack Yang Du for his lowbrow, fast-paced, and unartistic approach.
It makes people see stars, but they are helpless and cannot retaliate.
[The governor has really made it big; he's even making it into the "Radiant Daily"!]
"Can someone explain to me, is the Governor-General Yang Du?"
--"Yes."
"No, isn't Yang Du the Governor-General Yang?"
—"Upstairs, 'Yang Dudu' is what Yang Du's book fans call him. We are music fans, so let's each have our own opinion."
[People were mocking Yang Du before, but now they're all playing dead.]
[Speaking in a way that ordinary people can understand—that's high praise, and more importantly, it's well-deserved.]
[Commander Yang, a nationally certified master of emotional literature, what a figure!]
—"Shower of style, large pork chop noodles or small pork chop noodles, I prefer braised pork chop noodles with scallions."
— "Are you crazy, upstairs? Adding a picture too."
[I suggest the editor-in-chief of the Guanghui Daily take a look at Yang Du's Weibo, appreciate the "evil mother-in-law" series, and then decide whether to delete the article (doge)]
—Editor-in-Chief: I don't understand, but I'm deeply shocked.
—Official statement: As long as the song is well-written, we can pretend not to see the author's mental state.
"What do you mean by finding inspiration? (Leaning back tactically) Writing about 'Zhiyin' is the coolest thing ever."
Netizens were arguing and making a racket, it was as lively as if it were Chinese New Year.
Some netizens went to the official website of "Literary World" and found that the article "Beware of Cultural Desertification and Fast Foodization under Digital Prosperity," which criticized assembly line production and alluded to Yang Du, had disappeared.
The page coldly displays: 404 Not Found.
Isn't that amazing?
As for those media outlets and music critics who had previously been jumping around on Weibo, cheering for Jiang Yinglan, Liang Bin, and others, and making sarcastic remarks, they have all fallen silent, like ducks with their necks being choked.
……
In a residential community in Beijing, Jiang Yinglan felt dizzy after reading an article in the Guanghui Daily early in the morning.
It was supposed to be a happy National Day holiday, but a few glaring words turned it into a gloomy one.
"Yinglan." Her husband noticed something was wrong with his wife immediately, and when he saw "Glorious Daily Life" on the coffee table, he instantly realized what was going on.
We've been married for decades, how could we not know where the problem lies?
"That young man named Yang Du is indeed quite talented. He was able to perform two songs at the National Day Gala and was even praised by name in the Guanghui Daily. This shows that the higher-ups' attitude is very clear."
Jiang Yinglan did not speak.
"I know you had some reservations about this kid before, thinking he was unconventional and corrupting the music industry. But we artists have to follow the guidelines, don't we?"
Jiang Yinglan's husband held her hand and comforted her, "Who is he? He's just a student who hasn't graduated yet. Why are you getting angry with him? It's not worth it, right?"
"Take my advice, and this matter will be over. Your intentions are good; you're a magnanimous person and won't stoop to his level. If word gets out, people will praise you for your broad-mindedness and magnanimity."
……
10 month 2 day.
Yang Du slept soundly until 10 a.m., and when he opened his eyes, he found a new achievement on the system called "One Hundred Million Reads".
5 lucky draw prizes!
The total number of historical reads reached 100 million, which is a pleasing number to look at.
It seems that the popularity of the two songs performed at last night's National Day Gala inevitably benefited his Weibo account.
After all, it's only natural that some people across the country who are interested in him would also check out his Weibo after watching the gala.
As for how complicated his feelings were after seeing content that was completely different from what he expected, Yang Du had no way of knowing.
"System, draw a prize!"
"—Congratulations, host, you have obtained the following items:"
It rained all night.
Constitution +1
Sorrow
Energy Card
Customize your treasure chest.
Yang Du's eyes lit up; this reward was quite good.
"It's Raining All Night" is a little-known masterpiece by Jay Chou, who has perfectly blended Chinese and Western musical styles. The interlude in the middle is breathtaking.
As for "Sorrow"...
Eight cups of wine perfectly capture the joys and sorrows of human life.
"Not bad, not bad."
Yang Du got out of bed. Perhaps because of his +3 physique, he felt as if he had just walked out of a massage parlor, feeling refreshed and light as a feather.
He reached for his phone on the bedside table; it was flooded with messages. He would never have been able to fall asleep if he hadn't turned on sleep mode before going to bed last night.
Unread WeChat messages: 182.
Unread text messages: 213.
Missed calls: 36.
The WeChat interface is full of little red dots: Sister Hong, Tao Cheng, Lin Xu, Fang Lei, Jiang Yan...
Almost everyone I know sent me their congratulations.
Hongjie: Yang Du, you've really risen to prominence this time, you've even made it onto the cover of the Guanghui Daily!
Tao Cheng: Junior, you're amazing! (Very loudly)
Lin Xu sent the most messages, both long voice messages and text messages. He rambled on and on, his words filled with the implication that he was willing to die for Yu Long, and he was practically saying that if Yu Long did not abandon him, he would be willing to become his godfather.
This kid must have been incredibly excited; he didn't sleep all night. Several messages were sent at 3 a.m., and the most recent one was at 5 a.m.
Yang Du exited WeChat and opened his SMS inbox.
The text messages were even more outrageous than WeChat, filled with all sorts of nonsensical information. I have no idea where these people got his phone number.
"Hello Mr. Yang, this is Zhang Weisheng from the Xigua platform. We'd like to collaborate with you on a music variety show. Please call 189 if it's convenient for you..."
"Mr. Yang, I wonder if your Qiuniu Studio accepts investment? We at Lengshan Capital are very optimistic about your personal brand..."
"Teacher Yang, I am the director of 'China's Best Singer'..."
Yang Du wasn't surprised; that's how the entertainment industry is—when you're high enough up, you're surrounded by smiling faces and kind people.
He briefly replied to a few familiar people, including Sister Hong, and seriously considered the possibility of changing his phone number.
This is the price of fame.