Superstars of Tomorrow

From the opening of the extraterrestrial immigration program to the approval of the first batch of people, during the half-year observation period, no matter whether it was online or offline, there was no silence, and every corner of the continent was in a state of excitement and anxiety. .

Netizens start chatting about this topic every day when they go online. In order to seize the market, manufacturers have frequently come up with coups in the past six months. It is indispensable to invite celebrity endorsements. Celebrities will still be invited to drive popularity.

Gradually, whoever invites more celebrities and high-ranking cafes, and whoever can invite top traffic from various industries, that is a strong brand with a strong reputation. Of course, if celebrities and experts can be invited together, it will be more reliable to the public.

Therefore, the past six months can be said to be the highlight moment for stars from all continents, and some of them have even faded out of the public eye, ushering in their second career.

Fang Zhao, as a public safety publicist and image ambassador of the extraterrestrial immigration project, has never faded out of people's sight. Although he did not take up any commercial activities during this period, as long as people take public transportation, watch videos on the Internet, and go to entertainment venues , it would be impossible not to know who Fang Zhao is, even those who are face-blind can recognize his face.

Fang Zhao is still active as the endorsement on the billboards, only Flamingo's headphones and game consoles.

As the spokesperson for the two high-end products of the Flamingo earphones, DiListen and the 10th generation gaming machine, Fang Zhao also cooperated with the filming of a new commercial, and the sales also ushered in a new peak. Flamingo Company's face almost died from laughter.

Now, after half a year, those who submitted the extraterrestrial immigration application have also received the final result. Some people are happy and some are worried, but for the public, this is a good thing and an event worth remembering.

TV stations from all continents, major live broadcast platforms, and self-media people began to follow up a week before the migration and set sail.

Yanzhou.

On the ground floor of the building complex, a young man dragged a box out of the old elevator while holding a live broadcast tool.

"Hi everyone, I'm the anchor Xiaochong, and I'm leaving now!"

The current anchor, Xiaochong, is clean and fresh, even his nails are rounded and shiny, and his whole body is shiny. If it weren't for the old fans who followed him, it would be impossible to equate him with the abandoned house half a year ago who always used "humble..." sentences.

This guy has really changed a hundred and eighty degrees. On the day he got the result of the review, he was crying in front of hundreds of thousands of viewers during the live broadcast, and after that, his energy was different.

Xiaochong dragged the box out of the dim building, "I'm moving! I submitted the application for welfare housing over there after I got the review result, and it's been approved. At least I don't have to worry about having no place to live or live in a dormitory after I pass. I also applied for a job, and the preliminary review has passed, so I will wait for an interview after that...

I am now going to the meeting point in the community, and then I will go to the station with other people, and then I will take the aircraft to Yanzhou Airport. I heard that Fang Zhao will also be there today, and those who get a lucky lottery when we go through the formalities at the airport can take a photo with him! ! "

Walking on the streets of Heijie, Xiaochong raised his head and looked at the narrow bright blue gap between the towering buildings. For the last time, he used his eyes to trace the outline of the sky above his head.

The oncoming wind still carried the smell of rust and decay, but the mood was completely different from before.

Xiaochong laughed, dragging the box to speed up his pace, and said to the audience in the live broadcast room, "I saw the meeting point! There are a lot of cars... all the first batch of people who migrated from our state will go to Yanzhou Airport later. Concentrate, and go through the formalities to check your identity. I will be very busy later, so I will suspend the live broadcast first, and everyone can watch the official live broadcast. The official will have a full live broadcast of this migration~~~

So, everyone, see you on Homeland Two! "

After closing the live broadcast, Xiaochong registered at the centralized point in the community, and walked into the waiting room under the guidance of the staff.

On the TV screen in the waiting room, "Above the Sky" is currently broadcasting, and it is now in its second season, and many people are following this drama.

I thought the first season was good, but after the second season came out, the praise was even worse, especially for music, the number of plays and downloads on various music platforms far exceeded that of the first season.

The first season can't be said to be bad, the soundtrack doesn't play, it's very contagious, it's impressive in a short time, but it's not deep, and it will be forgotten after a month. In the second season, not to mention the theme melody and opening and closing credits, there are some soundtracks, and when you hear them, you will have the urge to search for collections.

Xiaochong's own playlist is full of Fang Zhao's works, from old works to those that appeared in the latest second season.

After waiting in the waiting room for a while, Xiao Chong was arranged to board the bus.

I can't see the TV screen, but the music keeps coming to my ears.

The sound of strings like water unfolds the picture scroll, the sound of the piano is like a distant star spread out, and the lights and dragons are all behind.

In the silent space of the universe, the nebula of Liuli moves.

In the melody as bright as the stars, the knocking sound of the stars gradually became clear, as if there was a constant emotion and persistence of letting go.

The clouds broke and the fog dispersed.

See the glory of the past, but also see the light of new life.

The sun shone on the pupils, and the mood suddenly brightened.

A little shocked, but also a little touched, the steps became light.

Xiaochong got on the flying car that left with the others, and the anxiety in his heart gradually subsided, looking at the ground that was gradually moving away, the large towering buildings, and the sky that became brighter and brighter.

"It feels great to be open."

He is not a genius, just an ordinary mortal, but every time he listens to Fang Zhao's music, he feels that he can become the kind of person he wants to be.

so……

"I really like Fang Zhao the most!"

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A certain hotel in Qi'an City, Yanzhou.

Nan Feng, who looked like a mature and stable elite, was talking to Fang Zhao about the next arrangement.

He is no longer the kind of stability he pretended to maintain in the past, but he is real. Looking at it makes people feel that nothing can make him panic. Hierarchical talent. Nanfeng also thinks he is like this!

Many people who were acquainted with Nanfeng before were very surprised to see Nanfeng's transformation, and they didn't understand how he changed so much in a short period of time.

When Nan Feng asked, he just smiled casually and said something jokingly.

Nan Feng, who was easy to be flattered by others in the past, now hears other people's flattery, and his heart no longer fluctuates.

Others thought he was pretending.

Nanfeng...doesn't know if he is pretending.

But there is one thing he is sure of, in this small team, his status is only slightly higher than Yan Biao and Zuo Yu.

"...9 o'clock Yanzhou TV interview...

From ten o'clock to twelve o'clock, the heads of publicity departments of airports in twelve continents have video conversations and online answers to reporters' questions...

At two o'clock in the afternoon, go to Yanzhou Airport with the Qi'an city motorcade...

half past three...

Four o'clock……

Depart from the outer space port at five o'clock...

Attend the airport press conference at 8:00 p.m. Yanzhou time, the whole process will be broadcast live..."

Nanfeng explained the rest of today's work arrangements one by one, some of which were slightly adjusted compared with yesterday's.

"Boss, today you only have a two-hour lunch break at noon, and I will refuse all visitors. You have to ensure the rest time, and you will be very busy in the future, and you have to change your look before leaving in the afternoon."

"I'll go out at noon." Fang Zhao said.

Nan Feng was stunned for a moment, and didn't ask any further questions, "Then... shall I arrange a car?"

"No, I'll go out alone. Take care of Curly."

Nan Feng understood that this was Fang Zhao's private matter and he did not want others to follow.

"OK!"

Fang Zhao wants to go out alone at noon, without curly hair, so Nan Feng can only...play games with him.

After finishing his work in the morning and having lunch at noon, Fang Zhao left the hotel in a very low-key car.

When passing the black street where he used to live, Fang Zhao stopped for a while at the parking space.

The midday sun passed through the criss-crossing facilities above, projecting sporadically on the ground of Heijie.

A group of children kicked the ball, and then looked enviously at the flying cars flying away above.

"My mother said that it's our turn to move in the next batch!"

"That's what my dad said! Our whole family is moving!"

"I heard that the new home has a big grass field, so it won't hurt if I fall!"

A group of children screamed excitedly, talking loudly about what they had heard.

Fang Zhao smiled, drove away, then came to the Yanzhou Martyrs Cemetery, and walked into the cemetery.

The tomb guards in the cemetery are already familiar with Fang Zhao. They don't necessarily know those popular stars, but Fang Zhao remembers them clearly.

When they saw Fang Zhao here for the first time, they regarded him as a dangerous person.

Later, this guy became more and more popular, and they saved a lot of his music in their own music software. They also watched "Genesis of Yanzhou" in which Fang Zhao participated. However, what impresses them the most is that this person comes here every year, at least once.

However, at this time today, as the image ambassador of the extraterrestrial immigration project, this person should be too busy to get away. Not to mention the business invitations, the official media should also invite this person to participate in the event. How come here? When the whole people paid attention to the first batch of extraterrestrial migrations, this one actually came to the Martyrs Cemetery?

However, it is precisely because of this special time today that there are almost no tourists or worshipers in the cemetery. It was empty and quiet.

Routine scanning of identity documents, registration records.

The guard was curious and asked Fang Zhao, "Why are you here today? Looking for inspiration again?"

Fang Zhao smiled, nodded, and didn't say much.

"Okay, you musicians are really different."

Fang Zhao walked through the tombstones one by one, came to his own tombstone, brushed off the light dust on the stone monument, and sat on the stone steps in front of the monument.

If every tombstone is a star, then that era is also full of stars.

The melody of despair and hysteria seems to have been a long time ago.

Fang Zhao looked at the blue sky, his eyes seemed to look through the atmosphere, looking at the stars farther away.

The vast starry sky is watching everything in the universe, and it seems that there is nothing new for them. The dynasties change, the prosperity alternates, the history is turbulent, the world turns up and down, and those bright and dark things come and go in just a moment.

The rocky planet under his feet seems to be just an insignificant dust in the universe. Only the people who live on it know its weight.

But now, people have been flying out of this rock ball.

"Set sail."

Fang Zhao said softly.

A relocated convoy left in the distance, and the sound of the engine gradually faded away.

In the outer space port, a huge transport ship is docked on the side, and is about to sail to a farther channel.

More and more people will forget the scar that lasted for a hundred years.

There is no need to worry that there will be no way out when the next apocalypse comes.

One day in the future, everyone may forget this planet of life that bred countless people.

The scars of those one hundred years only exist in the dusty historical materials.

Perhaps in the far future, for the people at that time, those one hundred years were just one hundred years that can be summed up in one sentence.

Or maybe, someone will recall the bright stars of that period on a starry night.

However, the era belonging to "us" is over after all.

What comes from the past returns to the past.

After sitting quietly for a while, Fang Zhaocai stood up, looked back at the rows of gray tombstones that filled his vision, and turned to leave.

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In the hotel room, Nanfeng played the game console with Curly, and checked the time of the electronic clock next to him from time to time, silently shouting in his heart: Boss, come back and change your look!

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