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Although the operas on Broadway can only be regarded as "little operas", they are still relatively high-end after all, and not just anyone can play them.

Therefore, these opera singers, including Mr. Weber, didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that Mr. Mountain was ignorant.

Out of politeness, Weber took it and looked at the title, which was "The Lion King".

Weber nodded. This was nothing. After all, he had also created "Cats".

Take a look at the synopsis. It’s a story about a little lion growing up into a lion king. It’s very inspiring.

But these are not important. In musicals, the most important thing is music, dance and other forms of expression.

In terms of dance, the wild and passionate dance of the African savanna should not be a problem, so the focus is music.

Weber was the great master of this line, so the rest was swept over and the focus was on the music.

As a result, after seeing it, he was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

Liu Qingshan looks like an old god. This Lion King musical is his main purpose for coming to Broadway.

It is not easy to get recognition from Broadway, even if MJ is here. These guys who think they are gentlemen are very stubborn.

Liu Qingshan chose The Lion King as a stepping stone because this musical is considered to be one of the most successful and popular musicals on Broadway.

Moreover, it is produced in the United States, unlike the other four classic musicals: Cats, Phantom of the Opera, Les Misérables, and Miss Saigon, which are all more or less imported.

Since its inception, this musical has been watched by more than 100 million viewers around the world, with a cumulative box office revenue of US$7.2 billion, making it the absolute number one.

And it’s not just a musical. In Liu Qingshan’s plan: The Lion King is a drama tailor-made for Hurricane Pictures and even Columbia Pictures, which he may acquire in the future.

Cartoons, movies, and derivative products, this is definitely a big IP worth tens of billions.

"Mr. Weber, Mr. Weber?"

Chris saw that Weber had been watching for more than half an hour, and couldn't help but remind him. After all, there were so many guests, and it wouldn't be good to leave them alone.

After shouting several times, Weber finally raised his head and glared at Chris: "Don't disturb me!"

Then he continued to watch with his head bent, humming some tunes from time to time.

"Okay, great. This piece of music fully demonstrates the grandeur of the African savannah."

"Wow, do you hear love? This is music that could win an Oscar..."

From time to time, exclamations came from Weber's mouth, and everyone realized that something extraordinary seemed to have happened.

Just like on Broadway, it often takes several years before a good production comes out.

But once there is a good work, it can be performed for several years or even more than ten years, enough to last a lifetime.

These actors, of course, believe in Weber's vision. After all, they are really capable of creating two epic musicals, Cats and The Phantom of the Opera.

And what level would it be for a work that Mr. Weber is so obsessed with? It should be at least the same level as cats!

When everyone looked at the young Mr. Mountain, their eyes became extremely eager: Is another musical master about to be born?

After more than an hour, Mr. Weber finally raised his head again.

At first, his eyes were a little dazed, and he probably hadn't come out of the script yet. When he saw Liu Qingshan, he became excited, rushed over, and grabbed Liu Qingshan's shoulders with both hands:

"Mr. Mountain, this is a great work. It takes decades to produce a great work!"

Liu Qingshan raised his hand and patted the other party's shoulder: "Mr. Weber, you need to calm down now."

"No, I can't calm down. I want to rehearse this musical right now, right now!"

Weber has now fallen into an almost crazy state, with nothing else in his eyes but the musical "The Lion King."

"Honey, calm down, this is Mr. Mountain's work."

Sarah Brightman walked over with Amao, and when she saw Weber's appearance, she quickly went up to remind him.

Of course, others cannot arrange such a work casually without the authorization of the author.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Mountain, I am too excited. Please understand."

Weber finally regained some consciousness. He held the script in his hand and wanted to return it to Liu Qingshan, but he was reluctant to let it go and was extremely entangled.

Liu Qingshan smiled: "Of course it was written to be performed. If Mr. Weber can personally guide the rehearsal, I will be completely relieved."

"Okay, okay!" Weber took back the script and then remembered something: "Mr. Mountain, how are you going to charge?"

"Let others talk about these things. We only talk about art." Liu Qingshan smiled and waved his hands.

In fact, he had already planned it. He would definitely keep such a work in his hands, and it would be best to get a share of the performance.

The Lion King can last for twenty years. Even if all other careers of Liu Qingshan fail, this musical will be enough to sustain him for a lifetime.

"Yeah, we shouldn't get distracted by these little things."

Weber is a playwright and hates haggling in business negotiations, so he leaves it to lawyers.

"Mr. Mountain, it's getting late. We are lucky enough to get to know each other today. Of course I want to invite you to dinner."

It's Sarah Brightman who will cause trouble, unlike the guys like Weber, who are all a bunch of lunatics and have no understanding of the world.

Liu Qingshan certainly would not refuse such a thing to enhance the relationship, so he smiled and said:

"We Chinese have an old saying, called no fighting, no acquaintance, today's event is just the beginning of our friendship."

So someone immediately went to book a restaurant, which was not far from the theater. There were dozens of people in total. They walked over and sat at several tables.

In fact, these opera singers are still very simple. Soon everyone sat together and talked and laughed.

Even the girls of Thousand-Handed Guanyin were also respected by these actors.

During the meal, they naturally talked about the performance under the big tree. At this time, Sarah Brightman said:

"Mr. Mountain, I like your adaptation of Scarborough Fair very much. Can I go on stage with Miss Mao to sing this song?"

Liu Qingshan certainly wanted this kind of thing. You know, Sarah Brightman is very well-known in this city.

Weber also felt that Liu Qingshan was a straightforward person, and he also said on the spot: He is willing to lead the crew to guest perform a segment of The Phantom of the Opera.

This is even better. Now that we have Broadway opera to help, why worry about the audience?

This dinner was a great success for both parties.

Liu Qingshan got a strong supporter, and Webber got the script he wanted. This was a perfect cooperation.

While eating, Gao Lingfeng called. Liu Qingshan explained the situation, and Gao Lingfeng immediately contacted the organizer. After all, this heavy news should be included in the publicity.

After dinner, Liu Qingshan and his party went directly to the rehearsal, and then waited for the performance to start tomorrow night.

The next day, the major newspapers in the Big Apple published the news that Webber and Sarah Brightman would be on stage to help. wWw.7

This immediately caused quite a stir, and the audience was also wondering: how could two groups of people who had nothing to do with each other get together?

It turned out that there was a really capable person among the reporters, and I don’t know where to get the truth, so the name of the musical "The Lion King" also appeared in the newspaper.

This is unexpected news. Recently, Mr. Mountain from China has been in the limelight, and he has even created a musical, which is impressive.

So the title "Dragon of the East" appeared for the first time in the Big Apple Times.

Then this title was quoted by many newspapers, shocking the whole United States for a while.

"Boss, now you are the Dragon of the East, what do you think?" Xiao Dengzi also used this nickname to tease Liu Qingshan with a smile.

Other singers also watched the fun with a smile, and they also had something called "pride" in their hearts, dancing like a dragon.

"You know, this is called flattery, and it is the most vigilant. Get ready, the performance will start soon."

Liu Qingshan knocked on Xiao Dengzi's head. In fact, he was also very happy in his heart. After all, China now needs to establish a new image in the international community.

At this moment, Liu Qingshan doesn't mind being the image spokesperson.

The only problem may be that although he will not be flattered by these foreigners, there may be people in China who will be jealous.

The performance time is set at 8 o'clock in the evening, and the venue is Madison Square Garden.

Liu Qingshan came out to walk around as usual and thanked the guests.

Sitting in the front row, there were ambassadors leading the staff of the embassy, ​​as well as some politicians and celebrities. Liu Qingshan even saw several NBA stars, who were also sitting there in suits.

One of them looked like a gorilla, with a particularly tall body.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but sigh: Next year, Boss Joe will start his first three consecutive championships.

Among the guests, there was another tall figure. Liu Qingshan saw it, and his eyes lit up. He hurried forward, clenched his fists, and greeted him with a set of combination punches.

The big man's head shook repeatedly, and Liu Qingshan's fists all missed.

Of course, Liu Qingshan didn't really fight, it was just a performance.

"Haha, Mr. Ali, congratulations, you have recovered well." Liu Qingshan finally stretched out his fist and bumped it with the boxing champion's big fist.

Ali's dark face also smiled happily: "Liu, thank you and your master. I heard that the old man is in Los Angeles. I plan to rush over in the next few days."

After a year of recuperation, Ali feels that he can now return to the boxing ring.

This is of course what he took for granted, but there are basically no obstacles in daily life, and he can live like a normal person.

The two chatted and laughed, very close, and Ali patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder:

"Liu, I heard that the government is banning Chinese medicine, which is very infuriating. Please rest assured that I will unite some people to protest."

Liu Qingshan hurriedly thanked him when he heard it. With Ali's influence, one person's protest can be equivalent to thousands of ordinary people.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the concert started on time, and the first program was still "You and Me".

This time, the singers really changed to the original version, which was Huanzi and Sarah Brightman.

Sarah Brightman's appearance also aroused enthusiastic cheers from the audience, which was the star effect.

The opening was very successful, and the performance of Xiao Dengzi that followed soon heated up the place.

This song, as well as Scarborough Fair sung by Ah Mao, and I-Want-It-That-Way sung by Ka Kui and others, have gradually become popular.

So the record companies with a keen sense of smell came to him one after another, including giants such as Warner Brothers and Capitol Records, preparing to release an album of the concert.

Liu Qingshan was of course happy about this, but this kind of cooperation had to be completed through Hurricane Video, which obtained exclusive authorization.

When the Thousand-Handed Guanyin took the stage to perform, the audience was amazed and everyone was deeply shocked.

When the girls finished their performance, they still posed, and then Sarah Brightman came on stage and sang the most exciting part of the Phantom of the Opera.

This completely aroused the emotions of the audience, and the stadium with tens of thousands of people applauded.

When the opera segment ended, Sarah Brightman sang the song Scarborough Fair with A Mao again.

The two singers' ethereal voices were like moonlight, which made people intoxicated.

This was not the biggest surprise tonight. When the Twelve Girls Band came on stage, the audience suddenly felt that there seemed to be an alien among these girls.

When a beam of light hit the man in the middle, he took off his hat and gestured.

Instantly, the screams of tens of thousands of people almost bulged the roof of the stadium.

The man sitting on the chair with a erhu on his legs was MJ. No wonder the audience almost had a heart attack.

Who would have thought that MJ would stop singing and dancing and play an instrument, and it was a very unfamiliar instrument.

The performance began, and the first piece was naturally the Forbidden City. Jackson also stretched his arms and played it well.

Of course, he was still a bit of a slacker now, after all, he had just started practicing and was at most a beginner.

But with the guidance of several erhu players such as Yu Shuilian, Jackson did not go out of tune.

The audience began to look at it strangely, but as they listened, they gradually immersed themselves in the magnificent music.

When "Miracle" was played, many audiences began to clap rhythmically. Because of Jackson's guidance, many people found that they liked these ancient musical instruments from China.

Liu Qingshan felt that Jackson should be hired as an ambassador to promote Chinese musical instruments.

MJ's appearance was not the climax of the whole performance. When Liu Qingshan appeared, it was really shocking.

Dozens of Indians in ethnic costumes came on the stage and danced their own ethnic dance.

Liu Qingshan held the Gaina flute and played an Indian sad song.

The last Mohicans shocked the hearts of every audience present in the roar and shout of the indigenous people.

Liu Qingshan also felt a lot in his heart: they are both ancient nations, but they have different destinies.

There was only one thought in his mind: self-reliance, self-reliance, self-reliance!

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky was gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red blood rain.

The city was in ruins, everything was withered, collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, and blue-black corpses and pieces of meat were seen everywhere, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that were bustling in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy at this moment.

Only blood mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, unable to distinguish one from the other, shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, looking alone at the mottled stones in front.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes, full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his shabby coat from all directions, swept through his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about 70 feet away from him, and occasionally vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, it would instantly take off at the slightest disturbance.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely immersed its head in the belly of the wild dog.

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