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Li Zhifan, who had eaten and drunk enough and rested, came to the practice room of the second team leisurely.

Each team in the regiment has a letter reading group, and the speed of network transmission is very fast, and after a noon brew, what happened in the morning is already known to everyone.

Someone laughed at him for being stupid, and he didn't hurry up with such a good thing?

Isn't it just a copyright? If you sell it, you will sell it, how important is the key cultivation in the group? How many things can you exchange for ordinary people that ordinary people can't hope for?

Some people admire him, although he will not express his position publicly, but through Li Zhifan's lesson, he has realized the ugly behavior of some leaders in the regiment, and it is even more worthy of warning that he must be vigilant and careful everywhere.

Just as he was about to enter the piano room, Zhao Haijun came, and as soon as he entered the door, he shouted, "Next week's performance schedule has been sent out, I will paste it on the wall and make your own notes, and you will prepare in advance!"

Before the words fell, a few sycophants stepped forward to help Zhao Haijun stick it on the wall, and others also gathered around to find performance projects related to them.

Generally speaking, there are still many performances in the instrumental music group, and some external private activities will also be run, as long as it is a serious occasion, and there are also some rehearsals, which are also counted in the performance activities.

At this time, a colleague suddenly asked Zhao Haijun suspiciously, "Huh, Team Zhao, why do you have my name on both venues next Wednesday? Where do I go?"

"Huh?"

Zhao Haijun leaned up and took a look, "Which two...... Uh, really, I'll help you ask later!"

Waiting for Zhao Haijun to leave, Li Zhifan paced over, stood behind the pile of people and didn't see his name for a long time, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, I didn't expect the refrigeration to come so quickly!

I took a look at the bug that my colleague said just now, one of which was a school celebration activity in a middle school in CY District, which was associated with the rehearsal at the same time in the previous two days, but the names of the personnel arranged for the three sessions were different, which was obviously a temporary change, but the nature of the work was neglected.

There is also a condolence performance at the Yanshan Retired Cadres Nursing Home, which has no related rehearsal content.

Both of these were on Wednesday afternoon, although there was a difference of 20 minutes in time, but how could Yanshan get to Chaoyang in such a short time.

This kind of mistake must have been temporarily corrected by someone who arranged the performance in a non-professional way.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Haijun came back, and as soon as he entered the door, he said to the colleague: "The performance department made a mistake, when the time comes, you go to Yanshan, and there will be another person here!"

"Team Zhao, this is not right on Monday and Tuesday before!"

This colleague spoke out again and pointed out the mistakes that Li Zhifan had also seen before.

Zhao Haijun's face turned dark, and he grabbed his hair, "Otherwise, you go to the Second Foreign Affiliated Middle School, and I will change people over there in Yanshan!"

"Team Zhao!" the colleague smiled bitterly, "It is clearly written on this form, I will go to Tianjin City to perform for two days on Monday and Tuesday, and I will only be back on Tuesday night!"

"Uh......"

Zhao Haijun was completely speechless, these three performances were originally arranged for Li Zhifan, and Deputy Secretary Yao of the Youth League Committee personally issued an opinion, temporarily canceling all Li Zhifan's performances, and letting Zhao Haijun consider replacing other musicians.

Time was pressing, Zhao Haijun didn't have time to arrange carefully, and casually changed a few of his henchmen, and as a result, he made such a big joke.

Li Zhifan watched the play for a long time, smiled and shook his head and went back to the piano room.

This laughter was not big or small, but Zhao Haijun and a group of colleagues heard it, especially Zhao Haijun, who sounded like a mockery, looked up and glared at Li Zhifan's back, and said angrily: "Okay, okay, these few are empty first, I'll arrange it later!"

For two days in a row, Li Zhifan returned to the life when he first came to the instrumental band, and even sometimes came to the practice room, and everyone else performed, leaving him alone with nothing to do, Liang Tian didn't go to work, so he couldn't go to his office to chat, as for Zhao Haijun, talk to him about it.

After getting off work on Friday afternoon, Li Zhifan picked up a bag of fruit and found Liang Tian's house.

It was Liang Tian's daughter-in-law Jin Yimei who opened the door, and Li Zhifan cordially called his sister-in-law and handed over the fruit.

Although Jin Yimei had never seen Li Zhifan, she had heard Liang Tian mention it a lot, and she had also seen videos about him on the Internet, so she happily invited him in, "Hey, come here, what kind of fruit do you bring!"

"I bought it on the road!"

Li Zhifan smiled, "What about Team Liang?"

"Upstairs in the house!" Jin Yimei pointed to the second floor, "You go talk to him, and I'll eat here at night!"

"Hey, thank you, sister-in-law!"

Li Zhifan turned around and went upstairs, thinking that Liang Tian should be lying on the bed resting sickly, but unexpectedly, this guy actually brandished a big sword and played kung fu with the teaching video on TV.

"Team Liang, what are you doing here? Why are you still dancing with guns and swords, and you want to do something?"

Seeing Li Zhifan, Liang Tian put away his sword, turned off the TV, and said happily: "Why are you here?

"Say, it's time to attack suddenly, see if you're really sick!"

Li Zhifan was not polite, and sat on the bamboo chair in front of the coffee table, in front of Liang Tian, he could be unrestrained.

"It's nothing, I'll be at work in a few days!"

Liang Tian said a word, without mentioning a word about any illness, and then asked, "How is the unit now? You have been back for a few days, are you not used to it?"

"It's okay!" Li Zhifan also reported good news and not bad news, he also heard it from Liang Tian's words, and it is estimated that he knows what the situation is over there, otherwise he would not ask like this.

Liang Tian took a jar of new tea, poured two cups, sat down on another bamboo chair, lit a cigarette, and said leisurely: "This circle is like this, it is mediocre not to be jealous, and those old fritters in the group say and do something excessive, don't take it to heart." The CCTV TV Drama Production Center contacted me before, hoping that I would be transferred over to do the soundtrack, and I have been thinking about it for a long time during this time, if the appointment is approved, I may go to work in August, and I will find a way to get you in at that time!"

"CCTV TV drama production center?"

Li Zhifan was stunned, this unit is not comparable to the Chaoyang Art Troupe!

Before 09 years, the TV drama production center was only a department under CCTV, and after 09 years, it was fully restructured and separated from CCTV production and broadcasting, forming Huaxia TV Drama Production Center Co., Ltd., which has become the largest production business group under CCTV and the largest provider of TV programs and multimedia content in China.

Not only has it established a large-scale film and television drama production base, but its business has also shifted from a single TV drama production to the production and distribution of TV dramas, films, documentaries, TV columns, animations, translated films and other content.

If he really enters, Liang Tian can be regarded as a rising tide and a further step in his career.

Li Zhifan immediately congratulated him, "It turns out that there is such a big happy event, congratulations to Team Liang!"

"Ahem......"

Liang Tian was just about to speak, but the door was suddenly pushed open, Jin Yimei stood at the door with her waist crossed, glaring angrily, "I smelled smoke downstairs, I just had surgery, I forgot what the doctor said?"

Hmmm? What? Just had surgery?

Li Zhifan looked at Liang Tian in surprise and blurted out, "Team Liang, what kind of surgery?"

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