Mysterious Assistant of the Washed-Up Queen-Chapter 459 - 306: The First Rehearsal, Silence Throughout
Chapter 306: The First Dress Rehearsal, Complete Silence (Part 1)
After finishing the song, Chu Tian copied the music. Xu Qingqiu was beside him, concentrating on memorizing the lyrics, and he wasn’t idle either.
Although this song was indeed well-suited for a Spring Festival Gala performance and had a high chance of being selected, he still felt that just having the song wasn’t safe enough. "A high chance" also meant there was a small chance that some people wouldn’t appreciate it, especially at a place with strong official ties like CCTV, which was rife with people who were blind to talent.
Indeed, places like these often had more than their fair share of incompetents. Fools with atrophied brains were commonplace.
After all, the propaganda department, as the most important platform for public opinion, has always been a main target for people to meddle in, making CCTV undoubtedly the best place to impart both good and bad ideologies.
Moreover, such places—important yet fraught with trivial matters and exceedingly complex components—were usually the easiest to hide filth and corruption.
Those with connections, who couldn’t do anything else and lacked skills, loved to crowd into these places to kill time.
It could be said that such places often had the most complex personal relationships, and getting things done would also be extremely complicated.
For people like Chu Tian, who had no power or influence, it wasn’t that they couldn’t get in. It was just much more difficult, and they had to be truly outstanding.
Thankfully, at least a sliver of opportunity remained. Otherwise, chaos would be inevitable: either their operation would be completely dismantled by rivals, or it would be shut down from above.
One had to acknowledge a positive aspect of modern society: it never blocked talented people from rising up. If a person was sufficiently talented, they were a scarce resource, comparable even to those with power, wealth, and connections.
Of course, you had to be incredibly outstanding—so outstanding that others could not ignore you.
Therefore, to prevent such mishaps, Chu Tian needed to aim for perfection. He had to fully present what he wanted to express so that it was immediately evident, rather than relying on others to unearth it.
After all, you can’t expect others to spend brainpower on your results, can you?
Finding a workstation, Chu Tian sat down and began searching online for various photos and video materials. If he found something suitable, he might spend a long time examining it. If not, he would have to shuttle back and forth between several websites.
He wanted to edit a video that could resonate with the song, to be used as a background video during the performance.
After all, in terms of visual communication, concrete imagery is the most impactful.
For avid novel readers, the imagination is the most thrilling because it offers infinite space for envisioning endless wonders.
But not everyone has an imagination. For some, reading a novel evokes nothing but emptiness in their mind.
You might write of eighteen kinds of martial arts moves, but the reader might not visualize a single one. That’s why some people prefer novels, and others prefer TV dramas.
Those who like novels naturally have a richer imagination and can better appreciate the charms within the text.
But for those with poor imagination, they can only grasp such wonders through concrete visuals. That’s the difference.
The same applies to songs. Those who can empathize with a song at least don’t lack imagination. But what about the others? You can’t just ignore them, can you?
That’s when the role of the video becomes apparent.
This is why some songs, although excellent, don’t resonate with certain listeners.
But once short videos became popular, the number of people who empathized with the music surged incredibly.
Are short videos better? Not necessarily. But they fill the gap in enjoyment for some people, presenting them with concrete visuals that evoke empathy.
Now, Chu Tian needed to capture this other segment of the audience. He would offer them a video, allowing them to experience the song’s charm without any barriers.
However, it had to be said that editing was truly time-consuming. The technique might not be the hardest part, but searching for the needed materials was definitely the most time-intensive.
Not only did he need to find them, but he also had to watch them bit by bit and then select the necessary clips.
Originally, this task could have been assigned to someone else, as anyone capable of editing should possess good imagination and empathy skills. Otherwise, they couldn’t work in this field.
After all, video editing is like writing an essay. First, you need to understand the message the video aims to convey and grasp the core theme. Then, you stitch the visuals together using various technical approaches.
Besides editors, directors could also do this work.
But the crux of the matter was that the song hadn’t been released yet. Others hadn’t heard it, so how could he expect them to edit content that fit?
With no choice, Chu Tian had to take matters into his own hands.
Before he knew it, he had been busy until midnight, and he hadn’t even noticed when the office lights turned on.
After finally creating a video he deemed satisfactory, he lifted his head to find that the studio was empty. Suddenly, he felt a hollow sensation in his stomach, followed by a GURGLE GURGLE sound from his stomach.
"Is it that late already? Eh? Where’s Qingqiu?"
Curious, he got up, intending to check how Xu Qingqiu was progressing with her practice.
Her leaving by herself? Impossible. It wasn’t as if the place was haunted, and they hadn’t argued. Such a thing definitely wouldn’t happen.
Turning around, he headed to the recording studio. Just as he opened the door, he heard a familiar voice singing inside—it was Xu Qingqiu performing.
