Chapter Seventy-Three: The Singing of the Afternoon Afternoon
Su Huai couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard this, thinking to himself, Lin Hai from the Poetry Association is a scheming person, and it seems that he won't make trouble immediately, but Ruan Ming's gang of the Music Association has already planned to boycott Professor Shen, the nominal president......
Seeing him hesitating, Zhao Liang also guessed what he was thinking, patted him on the shoulder and smiled:
"Don't worry, I have a few friends in the military region, and I happened to do something with the people of the Music Association, and the people of the Music Association committed an accident and were detained by the Military Region, if I guessed correctly, the people of the Music Association will immediately find Professor Shen to ask for someone, and when the time comes, you pretend to be a good person and let Professor Shen help them break the siege, and if this favor is sold to them, the people of the Music Association will not be unconvinced." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Su Huai was slightly stunned: "This ...... Why did you let me do it?" "If you have such a good thing of selling favors, you should go directly to Professor Shen to do it, why should Zhao Liang look for him?"
Zhao Liang shook his head and said: "This matter is actually not easy to handle, it needs a smart person to handle it, Professor Shen is too kind, if I let him do it, it will definitely show his feet, as for Second Lieutenant Zhang...... She can't hide things anymore, I want to think about it, only you Xiao Su is the best at doing this. β
Su Huai understood, this Zhao Liang still thought he was the evil young man before, so he let him take action, but thinking that this matter was actually not helping Professor Shen, but himself, Su Huai also nodded and said: "There are requirements in the organization, and I promise to complete the task." β
Zhao Liang was overjoyed, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Xiao Su, I knew that you were bold and responsible, although you are a member of the Youth League Committee, but after all, you are still young, those old stubborn people of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles will not care about you, Professor Shen is easy to guide, you guide him more, one day in the future, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles can be of one mind with our Youth League Committee, then you will be a great achievement, Uncle Zhao promises to promise you a good future, tell me, what do you want?"
Yo...... The big cake is painted, this trick Su Huai has seen countless such leadership promises in his previous life, but he has never had any fame and fortune, and he has always been immune to this kind of flickering, so he just said plainly:
"No, this is the job I should do, I don't have much ability, I can't do anything big. β
Zhao Liang saw that Su Huai was so knowledgeable and interested, and he admired him even more in his heart, and sighed again: "It's a pity that Xiao Su, you are just an intern talent, if you have a higher education and some achievements, I will definitely recommend to the leaders to join the leadership team of the Municipal Youth League Committee." β
Su Huai was unmoved, and after bidding farewell to Zhao Liang and just coming out of the Municipal Youth League Committee, he couldn't help but think:
"The phenomenon of cultural people forming gangs is really serious, no wonder the strength of the Chinese literary circle is so weak, it is all consumed in the internal struggle between the Youth League Committee and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles......
However, listening to Zhao Liang's tone, the superior body of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles of various countries is UNESCO, I am afraid that within UNESCO, Japan and the Korean Federation of Literary and Art Circles are powerful, so they can tamper with so much cultural history......
Whether it is Chairman Fan or Zhao Liang, eighty percent want to unite all Chinese talents, expand the influence of the Chinese Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and finally compete with the Japanese and North Korean Federation of Literary and Art Circles at UNESCO, so as to finally correct the name of Chinese culture and history.
Perhaps they don't believe in the glory of Chinese civilization in the past, but history books have always been written by winners, and in the original time and space, Western civilization occupied the high ground of public opinion, and didn't it trample the once glorious Eastern civilization and Arab civilization under their feet......
Su Huai thought about it and felt that this matter was too big, it shouldn't be something that ordinary people like him should pay attention to, and he didn't think about it anymore.
After having lunch on the street, Su Huai rode his bicycle back to the Youth League Committee office of Jinshi, and the time was already noon.
The office has obviously been tidied up, it seems that Zhang Min came in the morning, and now he doesn't know what to do.
Su Huai felt a little sleepy, and directly lay on the sofa to take a nap, this is his habit, as long as he is not busy, he will squint and enjoy a leisurely and free time.
The weather was a little cold today, and Su Huai unconsciously shrank back in the middle of his sleep.
Suddenly, he felt that someone had gently covered him with a towel quilt, he squinted, his consciousness was still a little blurred, and he only heard Zhang Min's beautiful voice sounding softly:
"Teacher Su, if you're tired, take a good rest, don't get up, I'll sing you a song. β
It turned out that Zhang Min came, and when he saw Su Huai taking a nap, he couldn't bear to disturb him, but he didn't want to cover the towel quilt, so he opened his eyes and hoped to coax him to continue sleeping.
In Su Huai's confusion, he listened to Zhang Min gently sing a graceful Chinese folk song, like the sound of heaven, slowly drifting into Su Huai's ears, refreshing and ethereal.
Su Huai squinted his eyes, and originally wanted to ask what song this was, but he was reluctant to interrupt, and slowly became confused and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took before I was woken up by a knock on the door.
Squinting his eyes and looking blurred, Professor Shen came with his own painting tools, and now Su Huai is more free, so every afternoon at this time, Professor Shen will come to the office of the Youth League Committee to learn ink painting from Su Huai.
"Professor Shen, make a small voice...... Zhang Min went up to help put those painting tools, made a "shhhh β
Professor Shen also nodded and changed his shoes lightly, but Su Huai had already woken up, only to hear Zhang Min ask Professor Shen softly.
"Professor Shen, do you know any music talents or lyricists above grade C?"
Professor Shen was a little embarrassed and said, "This ...... I really don't know much about it, although our art academy is engaged in art, but most of them are painting and sculpture, and the music direction is from the conservatory of music...... The people over there and the Academy of Fine Arts are two systems......"
Professor Shen also remembered the conversation between Su Huai and Zhang Min before, and remembered: "Zhang Zhishu, are you annoying that the leaders of the troupe want you to win the championship of "Good Chinese Poetry"? Don't you have the songwriters and composers of the art troupe to help you, I heard that you have passed the semi-finals last week and entered the finals, right?"
Su Huai on the sofa eavesdropped on their words, and then remembered that there was such a thing.
The Municipal Youth League Committee now wants to improve its image and desperately wants to create a cultural idol of the Huaqing League, so it plans to let Zhang Min sing "On the Water Side" at the Taishan Poetry Conference.
However, the station has already decided that the first place in "Chinese Good Poetry" will sing this good song, so Zhang Min must win the championship.
"When there was an emergency, the comrades of the art troupe were all transferred. Zhang Min explained in a very soft voice:
"Recently, the troops are preparing for the triennial eight-nation military competition, and the military region has urgently transferred the original songwriters and composers in the art troupe to the War Department, asking them to compose the opening ceremony military song, and the songwriter teacher of my art troupe has also been transferred, so I want to see if there is a way. β
Professor Shen was at a loss, looked at Su Huai on the sofa with his back on his back, and proposed, "Why don't you look for Mr. Xiao Su, I heard that his lyrics and songs are very good." β
Zhang Min shook his head silently and said, "Teacher Su is now shouldering such a major national cultural event as the revitalization of ink painting, how can he be distracted by such a trivial matter as me, besides...... This show is produced by Chen Yang's production team, and the two of them have always been at odds...... I also heard that Teacher Su and Chen Yang's wife, Qin Lian, still have some old grievances in the past...... So I don't want Mr. Su to get involved...... lest he bother......"
Su Huai couldn't help but feel a little hot in his heart when he heard this, although this red general had some tendons, but he respected and cared for him from the bottom of his heart, and he considered everything for him, it seemed that he was ...... He really has to take care of it.