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Chapter 507 From the past, but also to the past (End)(1/2)

From the application for the opening of the alien immigration program to the approval of the first batch of people, during the six-month observation period, there was no quietness whether online or offline, and every corner of each continent was in an excited and uneasy state.

Netizens start talking about this topic every day when they go online. In order to seize the market, manufacturers have been using tricks frequently in the past six months. It is indispensable to ask celebrities to endorse. Even if some manufacturers have long spoken out without a spokesperson, merchants will still invite celebrities to drive popularity in online and offline activities.

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

Therefore, in the past six months, it can be said that it is the highlight of celebrities from all continents, and some have even faded out of the public eye and ushered in the second spring of their careers.

As a public safety publicity person, Fang Zhao's image ambassador for the alien immigration project has never faded out of people's sight. Although he did not answer any commercial activities during this period, as long as people take public transportation, watch videos online, and go to entertainment venues, they will not know that Fang Zhao's face-blind people can recognize his face.

Fang Zhao is still active in the endorsement of billboards, only Flamingo's headphones and gaming consoles.

As the spokesperson for the two high-end products, Diting Zhu Series, the magical artifact of the Flamingo headphones industry, and the tenth-generation game machine, Fang Zhao also cooperated to shoot a new advertising short film, and sales also ushered in a new peak. Flamingo's face was almost laughing.

Now, after half a year, those who submit applications for out-of-sea immigration have also obtained the final result. Some are happy and some are worried. However, for the public, this is a good thing and an event worth remembering.

TV stations in various continents, major live broadcast platforms, and self-media people started following up a week before the migration. By this day, they had to grab the news even if they didn’t eat or drink.

Yanzhou.

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

"Hello everyone, I am the anchor Xiao Chong, I have already set off now!"

The current anchor Xiao Chong is clean and refreshing, even his nails are round and shiny, and his whole body is shining. If he hadn't been following his old fans, he would not be able to equate him with the abandoned house that always spoke in the sentence "humble..." half a year ago.

This guy really changed 180 degrees. On the day he got the review and passed the results, he was crying loudly in front of hundreds of thousands of viewers while he was broadcasting. Then, his spirit was different.

Xiao Chong walked out of the dim building with the box, "I'm going to move! After getting the review results, I submitted the application for the welfare housing there. It has been passed. At least I don't have to worry about having no place to live or the collective dormitory after going there. I also applied for a job, and the preliminary review has been passed, so I will wait for the interview there...

I am going to the concentration point of the community now, and then go to the station with others, and then take the aircraft to Yanzhou Airport. I heard that Fang Zhao will also go there today. When we get the lucky sign when we get the procedures, we can take a photo with him!!"

Walking on the streets of the black street, the little insect raised his head and looked at the narrow and bright blue gap between the towering buildings. For the last time, he used his eyes to depict the outline of the sky above his head.

The oncoming wind still smells of rust and rot, but the mood is completely different from before.

Xiao Chong smiled, dragged the box to speed up his pace, and said to the audience in the live broadcast room, "I saw the assembly point! Many cars... Later, all the first batch of people who moved in our continent will gather at Yanzhou Airport and have to go through the procedures to check their identities. I will be very busy later, so I will suspend the live broadcast first. You can watch the official live broadcast. This time, the official will have a full live broadcast~~~

Then, everyone, see you at Home No. 2!"

After closing the live broadcast, Xiao Chong went to the centralized point in the community to register and walked into the waiting room under the guidance of the staff.

"Above the Sky" is being broadcast on the TV screen in the waiting room. Now it has been broadcasted in the second season, and many people are following this drama.

I thought the first season was already very good, but after the second season came out, the praise was even more serious, especially music, and the playback and download volume of various music platforms far exceeded that of the first season.

The first season cannot be said to be bad. The soundtrack is not a play, it is very contagious and will be impressive in the short term, but it is not profound and can be forgotten in a month. However, the second season, not to mention the theme melody and the opening and ending of the film, there are some soundtracks, and when you hear it, you will have the urge to search and collect it.

Xiao Chong’s own playback example list is filled with Fang Zhao’s works, from the old works to the latest season 2.

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

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

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

The quiet universe, the rhythm of the nebula in the glass.

In the melody as bright as the stars, the sound of the pounding sounds of stars, like a feeling of endless giving up and persistence, gradually becoming clear.

The clouds broke and the fog disappeared.

Seeing the glory of the past, you can also see the light of new life.

The sun shines on the pupils, and the mood suddenly becomes brighter.

A little shocked, and a little moved, my steps became light.

Xiao Chong and the others got on the speed of leaving, and the uneasiness that was pressing down in his heart slowly subsided, looking at the gradually distant ground and the large towering buildings, and looking at the increasingly bright sky.

“It feels so good to be open.”

He is not a genius, but he is 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 like Fang Zhao the most!"

——

A hotel in Qi'an, Yanzhou.

Nan Feng, who looks mature, steady and elite, is talking to Fang Zhao about the next arrangements.

He is no longer the kind of steady appearance he pretended to maintain his character, but it is real. It makes people feel that nothing can panic. He is a high-level talent with a collapse in front of him. Nan Feng also thinks that he is like this!

Many people who were familiar with Nanfeng were surprised to see Nanfeng's transformation and did not understand why he changed so much in a short period of time.

When asked, Nanfeng just smiled casually and said a few words like a joke.

The Nanfeng, which was once easily praised by others, now when he hears the praises from others, his heart is no longer fluctuating.

Others think he is pretending.

Nanfeng...I don't know if he is showing off.

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

“…At 9 o’clock, Yanzhou TV interview…

From 10 o'clock to 12 o'clock, the head of the airport propaganda department of the twelve continents had a video conversation and answered reporters' questions online...

At 2 pm, I went to Yanzhou Airport with the Qi'an City convoy...

Three:30...

Four o'clock...

Depart at the outer spaceport at 5 o'clock...

Yanzhou time attended the airport press conference at 8 pm, and the whole process was broadcast live..."

Nanfeng said one by one the rest of the work arrangements today, and some of them were fine-tuned compared to yesterday's.

"Boss, today you only have two hours to have lunch break at noon. I will refuse all visitors. I have to ensure a rest time. I will be very busy next time and have to change my look before departure in the afternoon."

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

Nan Feng was stunned for a moment and didn't ask much, "Then... will I go arrange the car?"

"No, I'll go out alone. Look at curly."

Nanfeng understood that this was Fang Zhao’s private matter and he didn’t want others to follow him.

"OK!"

Fang Zhao had to go out alone at noon, and he didn't even bring his curls, so Nanfeng could only... play games with him.

After the morning work was completed, after lunch, I held a low-key car to leave the hotel.

When passing the black street where he once lived, Fang Zhao parked in the parking space for a while.

The noon sunlight passes through the crisscrossing facilities above, and sporadic moments project on the ground of the black street.

A group of children were playing the ball and then looked at the speed cars flying away from above enviously.

"My mom said it will be our turn to move for the next batch!"

"My dad said so! Our whole family moved!"

"I heard that the new home has a large grassland, so it won't hurt if it falls!"

A group of children screamed excitedly and talked loudly about the news they heard.

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

The tomb guards in the cemetery are already familiar with Fang Zhao. They may not necessarily know the stars who are popular, but Fang Zhao remembers them clearly.

When they first saw Fang Zhao coming here, they regarded him as a dangerous person.

Later, this guy became more and more popular, and a lot of his music was stored in their own music software. They also watched the "Genesis Yanzhou Chapter" starring Fang Zhao. However, what impressed them the most was that this guy came here every year, at least once.

However, at this time today, as the image ambassador of the alien immigration project, this person should be too busy to escape. Not to mention the invitations from merchants, the official media should also invite this person to participate in the event. Why did he come to this place? When the people are paying attention to the first batch of alien immigration, this person actually came to the Martyrs Cemetery?

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

Scan the ID card routinely and register the record.

The guard was curious and asked Fang Zhao: "Why are you here today? Come find inspiration again?"

Fang Zhao smiled, nodded, and said nothing.

"Okay, you musicians are indeed different."

Fang Zhao walked past the tombstones, came to his tombstone, brushed the shallow dust on the stone tablet, and sat on the stone steps in front of the monument.

If every tombstone is a star, then that era will also shine with stars.

The melody of despair and exhaustion seems to have happened a long time ago.

Fang Zhao looked at the blue sky, his eyes as if passing through the atmosphere and looking at the stars farther away.

The vast starry sky is staring at everything in the universe, and to them, there seems to be nothing new. Dynasty changes, prosperity alternates, history is turbulent, the rise and fall of heaven and earth, and those bright and dark things are only a moment of birth and death.

The rocky planet under your feet seems to be just a slight dirt of dust in the universe. Only those living on it know its weight.
To be continued...
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