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"Dad, how do I feel like I'm singing you?" , He Wanrong's song was not finished, and the old chief's little NV stood up. (I read the text for the first time in the reading cabinet biquge.info) e^

At this time, the old chief was wearing a hearing aid and staring at the TV, "um", just a simple word.

"Grandpa, I think this song is very good", the grandson of the old chief lay on the old man's knee and raised his head.

"Dad, isn't this song a little too strict? Even if you want to boast and admire, you can't be so casual", the eldest son of the old chief propped himself up from the sofa he leaned on and sat upright.

"Concentrate on watching TV", the old man's deep eyes behind the lenses did not leave the TV screen.

After He Wanrong's song was over, and after bowing and leaving the stage amid the audience's long-lasting warm applause, the old man took off the old huā glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Xiao Rong, help me call and ask, who reported this song and who approved it?" , the old man raised his right hand holding the old Huā glasses and pointed at the little nv.

"Dad, you don't mean to criticize anyone, do you? It's not tǐng good, it means that the masses love you", Xiao Rong saw that the old man didn't have any expression on his face, and thought that he was going to find someone to get angry.

If the old man replied yes, then Xiao Rong would help persuade and say a few good words, no matter how you say it, this is not a bad thing.

"If you ask you, you can ask, where are there so many questions, can't I call myself?" The old man threw his glasses onto the mahogany coffee table in front of him.

"Okay, okay, I'll ask, I'll ask right away, it's all right?" After speaking, Xiao Rong walked quickly from the living room to the inner room to make a phone call.

At this moment, the whole country, I don't know how many people are silent in this song, especially in cities such as Pengcheng and Haizhu in the south, and of course some cities in Qianzhou, many people go out of the mén and set off firecrackers and fireworks to express their happiness for this era.

The people in these places feel the artistic conception of the song the most, and even in Pengcheng, there are sī business owners with tears in their eyes. In their hearts, without the old man, there would be no rich life they have now, without him, the whole country would not have undergone such earth-shaking changes up and down, people remember this small and kind old man in their hearts, and people thank him from the bottom of their hearts and revere him, including the pirate of this song - Chen Kangjie.

"Daddy, Daddy, I've inquired, guess who wrote this song? I promise you won't guess", and in less than a few minutes, Xiao Rong ran out of the room full of joy.

"Who? Didn't I ask you to ask who reported it and who approved it? The old man is not such a person who is aroused.

"It's really boring, the person who approved it was Zhao Gang, deputy minister of the Propaganda Department, as for who reported it, I won't say, you guess for yourself, it's the songwriter of this song", Xiao Rong pouted at the old man's disobedience, and also expressed a certain amount of non-cooperation.

"Songwriter? I just saw that the subtitle is written on a large potato, who is this big potato? The eldest son of the old chief took over the conversation.

The old chief pondered for more than ten seconds before speaking, "I know who it is, this little guy plays the piano."

"Who is it, old man? Do you know? The wife of the old chief was more likely to be interested.

"Of course I know, not only do I know, you also know, the sheep ròu that I ate two days ago was given by this little guy", the old man seemed to say something, but everyone already understood.

"Dad, how did you guess it was him? Tell me, how did you guess that? Xiao Rong, who knew the answer just now, couldn't understand how the old chief knew that it was Chen Kangjie so quickly.

Of course she didn't know, the old chief was just recalling who this big potato was, he always felt familiar, and then finally remembered that this was Chen Kangjie's stage name.

Many of Chen Kangjie's old chiefs have information in their hands, which is collected by relevant parties, including the materials of Chen Kangjie's song published under the stage name "Big Potato", and the old man is very patient to read these materials carefully from beginning to end, so as long as there is a little meeting, it is not difficult to know that it is Chen Kangjie's masterpiece.

"This guy loves to eat potatoes, that's what we call potatoes", the old man didn't tell Chen Kangjie's family about those information, but lied cutely.

"Cut, what did I think, it turns out that you are méng", Xiao Rong felt like she had been fooled.

"Xiao Rong, is this song really written by Xiaojie's child?" , for the sake of insurance, the old lady still confirmed it again.

"Yes, I just called the TV station, and it was Director Li who personally answered the call, and he told me that I was a song written by Xiaojie, and it was personally approved by Minister Zhao", Xiao Rong herself wanted to sell nòng, but it didn't succeed, and the old man immediately "méng" right, the jī love just now disappeared completely, and sat down lazily.

"This kid is really talented," the old lady praised with a smile and affection.

"You watch TV, I'll call this little ghost", the old chief stood up on the edge of the sofa, threw down a sentence and went to the room alone to call Chen Kangjie.

Watching the old man enter the inner room, the family members outside looked at each other, not knowing what would happen to the old and young.

"Lao Wen, Lao Wen, the phone ......", Chen Kangjie was in the courtyard outside the house with a few sisters to release smoke huā, Chen Qigang stood in the brightly lit home mén mouth shouted loudly.

"Dad, who's calling so late? Can't you find me to pay New Year's greetings? Hehe", Chen Kangjie was having fun, and came to Chen Qigang with a trot.

"The old chief called, you go to my study to pick it up", Chen Qigang said in a low voice.

Knowing that it was the old man calling, Chen Kangjie knew what was going on.

Chen Kangjie tiptoed to Chen Qigang's study to pick up the serial phone, Chen Qigang hung up the phone here, and then followed up with Chen Kangjie, he wanted to "monitor" what Chen Kangjie would talk about with the old chief.

"These two fathers and sons really don't know what to do, answering the phone is mysterious", Chen Kangjie sneaky Chen Qigang father and son, Ma Fangqin complained, but quickly put these behind, got up and went to the kitchen to give the children supper.

"Old man, happy New Year, why are you so polite, I haven't had time to call you and nǎinǎi to greet the New Year, you called in a hurry, how dare I be?" , Chen Kangjie picked up the phone and didn't sing properly.

Chen Qigang didn't expect that this was the phone call between his son and the old chief, so he was so shocked that he quickly covered his mouth with his hand, if he could, he wanted to pull Chen Kangjie away and criticize a few words, how could he be so disrespectful to the chief. Chen Kangjie smiled at his father's actions, shook his hand, and told him not to come.

"New Year's greetings to you? You think beautifully, you give me an honest jiāo generation, why did you suddenly write such a song? Is there a way to get to the chūn festival gala? The old man didn't seem to mean to joke with Chen Kangjie.

"I thought what was the matter, it's not that I worship you, and besides, it wasn't written suddenly, I wanted to write it for a long time, but I've been brewing for a long time, oh, how about it, okay? As for being able to go to chūn late, this also shows that it is the voice of the masses, and the heroes see the same thing, hehe", Chen Kangjie half-truthed and half-truthed and half-truth-like.

"Okay? Luàn plays the piano, I don't need such a personality cult, you are embarrassed to laugh, the Propaganda Department mén These people also play the piano, and they don't even tell me in advance", the old man wanted to criticize a few words, but his face couldn't be pulled down no matter what.

"What is a cult of personality? This is my spontaneous worship, this is the true voice of our people, this is not something you can always control, the mouth of the defense is better than the defense of Sichuan, you can't stop it, the inevitability of history, do you know? I have a picture of you when you were 17 years old when you studied abroad," Chen argues.

Chen Kangjie's last sentence is real, before he was reborn, there was that famous photo, or huā two yuan bought at the book market, after the rebirth, Chen Kangjie still had the same nòng to get that photo, and he also specially put a photo frame on his desk.

Chen Kangjie said that, the old man is really not good at criticizing anything strictly, "Be careful and I will punish you."

"Haha, I guess it's a little difficult, I'm not a party member, I can not abide by party discipline, I'm not an official, you can't remove me, and even I'm not old enough to accept legal treatment, so I don't need to be held legally responsible", Chen Kangjie said scorchingly as a scoundrel.

Is this with odd to my positive? What Chen Kangjie said is the truth, the old man really has no good way to deal with it for a while.

"Old man, hehe, you are smooth, I am joking with you, isn't it just a song that reflects the thoughts of the people, and it is not who asked me to write it, and it is not a political task, I am sent to the heart, justice is in the hearts of the people, you, don't mind so much, listen to the voice of the masses, if the masses like this song, it means that the masses are very supportive of the various policies currently adopted by the central government, this is a good thing, history doesn't need thousands of people to write, everyone is actively xìng high, Only then will our modernization drive be on the fast track," Chen Kangjie persuaded in turn.

"Xiaozui will also tǐng, only this once, not an example", I don't know which sentence Chen Kangjie said that moved the old man, making him soften his tone.

"100% of the next is not an example", Chen Kangjie xiōng 脯 patted the sound of the bang.

Needless to say, there is only one song that can be borrowed, and Chen Kangjie has not yet reached the point where he can create jīng products alone, or he is not so patient to settle down to really create, how can there be a next case?

The old man originally wanted to call the Propaganda Department to say a few words, but after thinking about it, he forgot it.

Chen Kangjie has solved the old man, and it is time to solve his own father.

"You wrote that song on TV?" , After listening to Chen Kangjie's simple description, Chen Qigang didn't believe his ears a little.

"Yes, otherwise why would the old man call in the middle of the night."

(From this volume onwards,The protagonist is going to embark on the road of entertainment.,In order to give the artichoke more motivation to write down.,I really hope that the children's shoes will go to dushuge to read this book.,Artichoke is here to thank you)

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