Lu Yiming was still surprised when he suddenly received a call from Li Zixian.

"Reporter from Li University, you called me during dinner time. Could it be that you wanted to treat me to dinner?"

On the other end of the phone, Li Zixian's iconic laughter came, like a happy lark: "Mr. Lu, you are really good at predicting things. How about I pick you up from school now?"

Lu Yiming smiled and declined: "That's not necessary, I'm eating right here. Isn't the reporter from Li University really just planning to treat me to a meal?"

After finishing the small talk, Li Zixian started talking about business: "The leader of the TV station asked me to call you, Mr. Lu."

Hearing this, Lu Yiming was really surprised: "Oh? Why did they ask you to call me?"

Li Zixian patiently explained: "That's right, because of your Shijinji advertisement, the sales of our TV station's Pearl Daily have increased several times, and scalpers from other provinces have even come to Baiyun to buy our newspapers.

"

"Good guy!"

Lu Yiming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He obviously went to advertise, but the result was that the TV station won. Not only did he make advertising money from himself, but he also made newspaper money from users.

A classic win-win.

The TV station won twice directly.

Lu Yiming couldn't help but joked: "Then you can't share the bill with me?"

Li Zixian smiled when he heard this and said, "I have to ask for permission, but it's okay to treat you to dinner."

Later, Li Zixian continued: "By the way, in addition to thanking you for this call, I also want to discuss follow-up cooperation with you."

Lu Yiming raised his eyebrows slightly and said somewhat unexpectedly: "Oh? Cooperation? How do you say it?"

As the saying goes, no matter what happens, don't go to the Three Treasures Palace. Given the status of the TV station, just an advertisement can bring newspaper sales, which is certainly not enough for the TV station to call specifically to thank you.

Lu Yiming quickly corrected his attitude and waited for the next step.

Li Zixian spoke softly and said word by word: "That's right. The sensational effect caused by this advertisement is really unexpected. Our TV station believes that if we can cooperate with Shijinji, we can jointly develop the Million Painters project."

The effect of a program should be very good. For example, we record every round of the competition, then edit it into a one-hour or forty-five-minute program, and finally decide the overall winner and present the award in front of thousands of viewers.

…”

Lu Yiming heard it immediately. Isn't this the routine of a talent show?

In Lu Yiming's impression, Mango Channel held the first "Super Girl" in 2004, which triggered a nationwide carnival. When the program was broadcast, the show was packed with people and its influence was unprecedented.

It was also from that time on that various talent shows sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and it was very exciting one after another.

If the project Millions of Painters could be developed into a development program like Super Girl, it would definitely be eye-catching.

And, we can continue to exert the influence of this program.

It is equivalent to a long-term and stable ultra-long advertising space.

This is what Lu Yiming dreams of!

To be honest, Lu Yiming, a reborn person, didn’t even dare to think so big!

"It seems that someone at the TV station has the same idea as me. I was just thinking about discussing the feasibility of this with you. Now it seems that we hit it off. In fact, my plan has already been written. But there are some

I must say up front that we can cooperate on the program and I can sell you the premiere rights, but the production and broadcast rights and ownership must belong to Shijinji. If this program wants to continue, it must be authorized by Shijinji."

"Ah this..."

Li Zixian was first shocked by Lu Yiming's advanced thinking, and then felt a little hesitant about Lu Yiming's request.

Everyone knows that the two incomes from broadcasting rights and copyright licensing are the largest and most long-term income from a program. If Lu Yiming grasps these two rights and interests, the TV station's income in this area will be greatly reduced.

Although Li Zixian is about to become his cousin-in-law, Lu Yiming is not soft-hearted at all.

"Go and talk to your leader. If he is willing to talk, I will send a team to contact you and bring the plan I have prepared. If your TV station does not agree, I can cooperate with other TV stations. And I

I can tell you clearly that once we compete, you will lose."

In this million-dollar recruitment event for painters, Lu Yiming plans to follow the model of Super Girl, using talent show routines to create several national idols.

Of course, idols are just tools, essentially building the brand image of Shi Kam Kee. Only by allowing the public to widely participate in it can the three words Shi Kam Kee be truly and stably and lastingly deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Lu Yiming's strong self-confidence shocked Li Zixian. At the same time, she was also very curious about how powerful Lu Yiming's project was.

"I will convey it to the leader, please wait for my news."

"OK."

Lu Yiming hung up the phone and said to Shi Qingxue: "Someone from the TV station called me and wanted to cooperate with me."

Shi Qingxue smiled and said, "Very good."

Lu Yiming also smiled slightly and said, "Continue eating."

Cao Jingwen looked at the affection between the two of them and couldn't help complaining: "I really can't stand you two. It seems that I have to find a handsome guy to have dinner with me."

After dinner, Lu Yiming returned to the classroom and started writing a plan.

Although he just lied to Li Zixian, and he hasn't even created a folder for his current project, it doesn't matter. Anyway, this process started in 2004 and ended in 2022 when he was reborn. It took more than ten years.

With the development of "Super Girl", various rules and gameplay have been quite rich, and it can even be said to be a trick. He can completely use the gameplay of "Super Girl" as a basis, learn from the strengths of other players, and create a set that will impress the audience.

The program planning that you can’t stop is here.

On the other side, as time goes by, the campaign to offer a million-dollar reward for painters continues to ferment. Not only people from society are involved, but even professionals have joined the battlefield.

In the tea room, Ji Wenze, the president of the Baiyun City Calligraphers and Painters Association and a retired high-level cadre, was splashing ink. Around him, several sanctimonious-looking peers were watching Ji Wenze's painting attentively. Sometimes they frowned deeply.

His face is thoughtful; sometimes he suddenly realizes something and claps his hands in joy.

After a while, Ji Wenze put down his brush. On the rice paper in front of him, a man with a shovel face, a bucket body, and short legs was sitting on an unknown object. He didn't know what he was doing with his hands, because there was a thick ball there.

The ink lit a big ball of black.

"Come and take a look at the painting "Uncle Liu Huang Tying Straw Shoes by the River" that I have been practicing recently. How do you think of it?"

Several people around craned their necks to look.

"It turns out that this is Uncle Liu Huang. As expected, he has both spirit and form, and is full of charm."

"I haven't seen you for a few months, and the president's painting skills have improved again! With just a few strokes, he can depict Uncle Liu's domineering power clearly on the back of the paper. It's amazing!"

"The president is indeed the president, I can't help but admire him."

Ji Wenze felt extremely satisfied when he heard the compliments from these people.

"Award after award, I think I still have room for improvement."

Those people are flattering again.

"The president is humble."

"The president has reached the pinnacle of painting skills, yet he is still so humble. I feel ashamed."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Ji Wenze rolled up the painting silently, and then said: "Come in."

A young man walked in. This young man's name was Xie Zugen, and he was Ji Wenze's nominal disciple. As soon as he entered the door, he said: "Master, I just got news that a company called Shijinji is going to hold a meeting about...

Water Margin Heroes Thematic Painting Competition."

After hearing this, Ji Wenze said with a look of disgust: "This kind of pheasant competition happens every day. Is it necessary to come here to report it?"

After hearing this, several other people also agreed.

"You don't want the president to participate in this kind of competition, do you? The president is also the president of our Baiyun City Calligraphers and Painters Association, and a leading figure in our Southeast Chinese painting circle. How can he participate in such an informal competition with no gold content?

?It would be a disgrace to spread the word."

"That's right, let alone the president, even we can't lower our status to participate in this level of amateur competition. We can't afford to lose that person."

"You're right."

Xie Zugen rolled his eyes secretly, and then said: "Although this is a pheasant competition, the prize money is very high."

Ji Wenze looked directly at Xie Zugen and asked with a little disdain: "High? How high can it be?"

"That's it, how high can the prize money be for this kind of competition? Three to five hundred or one to two thousand?"

Xie Zugen raised his index finger.

"One thousand? It's indeed very high, but it's not worth the president's effort at all."

"It's just, hey, let alone the president, I don't even want to make a move. If you want to buy our calligraphy treasure for just a thousand dollars, that's too ignorant."

Xie Zugen couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to say: "It's one million!"

As soon as these words came out, a stone stirred up a thousand waves.

"What? One million bonus?"

"Did I hear correctly? The bonus is actually one million?"

"Are you sure you're not kidding us?"

This amount immediately shocked everyone.

One million, this is a whole million.

Whoever gets this million will directly become a rich man in this era!

Xie Zugen said: "Why did I lie to you? This matter has spread all over the world, the TV station has advertised it, and it has been published in newspapers."

After saying that, he immediately took out a crumpled newspaper from his pocket, unfolded it on the table, pointed at the Liu Tianwang advertisement on the front page, and said: "Look, Liu Tianwang of Xiangjiang is the spokesperson, is this still true?"

Can it be false?"

"Come, let me take a look."

Ji Wenze pushed Xie Zugen away and looked at the advertisement.

"It's really a million."

"Dear me, what company is so generous? Shijinji? What does Shijinji do?"

Everyone stood behind Ji Wenze and watched in surprise.

Someone said: "President, isn't there a competition for artists next month? I think I can take part in this competition to warm up and test my skills."

Another person said: "Yes, this kind of competition is just a small test for the president. The champion must be the president."

Ji Wenze coveted the one million bonus, but in the face of the adulation from everyone, he still said modestly: "There are people who are better than others. Although I have some attainments in calligraphy and painting, the masters are among the people."

Although he said that, in fact, he also felt that he was definitely stable this time. He was the president of the Baiyun City Chinese Painting Association. As long as nothing unexpected happened, wouldn't it be me who would be the champion?

How dare a local small business like this not give itself face and award the championship to others? Just kidding!

………………

Xin Yongsheng is a senior student in the Department of Civil Engineering at South China University of Technology. He is about to graduate. While all his classmates are busy working on their futures, he is immersed in his own artistic creation.

On this day, after breakfast and having nothing to do, he took out his paper and pen and started creating his favorite comics.

Although the cartoons he drew were not published together, he occasionally contributed articles and some were published in newspapers. As for the school newspaper, he had a special area for himself. His paintings had a very good reputation in the school - but the key is that the school

No matter how much praise you get, it won't matter if you don't get paid.

Yan Mingjiang, Xin Yongsheng's roommate on the upper bunk, was his most loyal comic friend. Seeing that he started drawing again, he immediately asked with great interest: "A Sheng, are you drawing again? What are you going to draw this time?"

Xin Yongsheng didn't even raise his head, and said in a low voice: "This time I plan to draw a set of four major classics. Anyway, it's still half a year before I get my diploma. I'll draw it before graduation."

"Okay, then you can show it to me after you finish drawing it."

"Um."

While the two were talking, another roommate, Yu Tielong, came back. He was holding a document bag in his hand, looking triumphant, and said loudly: "I'm back!"

Xin Yongsheng seemed not to hear at all and continued painting.

Yu Tielong and Xin Yongsheng never got along because when he was a sophomore, Xin Yongsheng used a portrait caricature to chase the girl he had liked for a long time.

So seeing Xin Yongsheng painting again, Yu Tielong couldn't help but sneered: "Hey, what can you do if you paint these things all day long? Can you make money or find a job?"

Xin Yongsheng frowned when he heard this, but the paintbrush in his hand did not stop. He did not intend to pay attention to Yu Tielong.

However, his lack of response made Yu Tielong even more angry. He cursed and said: "What's so great about being able to draw? I see you, you are just playing with things to lose your ambition. I just got an offer from a foreign company today.

The basic salary is 1,500! You can go to work right after you get your diploma. You also have weekend breaks! No matter how good you are at painting, can you make more than 1,000 a month? Can you find a good job? You are really stubborn if you don’t listen.

donkey."

Xin Yongsheng then raised his head and replied in a very perfunctory manner: "Yes, yes, you are awesome."

Yu Tielong curled his lips, obviously not satisfied with this level of flattery, and wanted to say a few more words, but found that Xin Yongsheng ignored him again, and suddenly felt bored, so he turned around and left the dormitory to show off to others.

When Yu Tielong came in just now, Yan Mingjiang, who was lying on the bed on the upper bunk, had been pretending to sleep, and Yu Tielong didn't see him at all. After discovering that Yu Tielong had left the gold, Yan Mingjiang stuck his head out from the bed,

Said to Xin Yongsheng: "Your painting is very good, you just lack a Bole. Keep painting, I support you!"

"but……"

Yan Mingjiang changed his style and advised tactfully: "We are about to graduate. You should spend more time looking for a job. These days, people laugh at poverty but not at prostitution. If you don't have a job or a house, how will you live with us in the future?"

Zhao Enjing will grow old together? Even if she agrees, can her family agree?"

Xin Yongsheng was silent. He had liked reading comics since he was a child, especially "Water Margin", "Journey to the West" and "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". Those were his happiest memories of the same year.

So over the years, although he chose civil engineering because of his parents, he never put down his painting brush because painting was his dream.

Unfortunately, dreams are too heavy and life is unbearable.
Chapter completed!