212 And he shall be a prophet

Ding dong.

The crisp voice sounded in Chen Beiming's mind without warning.

But he didn't react except for the interruption of his contemplation just now, and it didn't take a few seconds before he lazily entered the system space and took a look.

As expected, it was just a hint that the mission had been successfully completed!

Unsurprisingly, the next mission came up right after.

The next task was to "make a bold prediction among those working in the music industry that the record market was only one last carnival." ”

"Isn't that asking me to be a god?" Chen Beiming couldn't help laughing, and laughed out loud.

It's the end of 1995, and according to the laws of the earth, this period of time is indeed the last glorious era of the record industry.

These things are just obvious facts to people who have come before, but to people now, they are really unimaginable.

So if Chen Beiming really made this prediction, once the truth came, people were afraid that they would regard him as a "master".

That's fine.

Some of his warnings in the future will be taken seriously and will not be taken lightly.

The only question is, where did he go to find so many people working in the music industry?

But for now, he hasn't yet had the time to think about it, and he still has to write an article for the military newspaper, "Weapons", and "Global Military".

The content of the article has been discussed with him before, and it is best to write a "Global Assault Rifle Inventory and Development Trend Prospect".

Many people have not noticed that in today's world, the situation has changed abruptly, and the pattern has been seriously challenged, not to mention anything else, taking light weapons as an example, the three giants of the world - Xia, the United States, and Saudi Arabia, have actually been challenged, and many countries are rising, but many people do not think so.

So Lu Yifan hopes that Chen Beiming can write such an article and sound the alarm.

After the article was written, Chen Beiming immediately sent them to the military newspaper Zhang Wenhua, Zhang Wenhua was very interested and immediately read it, but when he finished reading it, his face became solemn: "Xiaoshan, your article ......."

He actually wanted to say that it was a bit alarmist, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was a little inappropriate.

Chen Beiming didn't explain much, but said: "Teacher Zhang, the first author of this article is Lu Yifan, and I am the second author." ”

"What? Lu Yifan? Zhang Wenhua was finally taken aback.

"Hmm." Chen Beiming nodded.

"Okay, I know how to do it. You go first. Zhang Wenhua waved his hand.

Chen Beiming said goodbye to him.

Lu Yifan is really an unpredictable prophet, Chen Beiming's article was written, and he only said one sentence after reading it: "Xiaoshan, I want to be the first author of this article, you won't have an opinion, right?" ”

In fact, every word and sentence of this article is the crystallization of Chen Beiming's painstaking meditation, and Lu Yifan did not have any participation and contribution.

But as soon as this sentence came out, Chen Beiming immediately understood what Lu Yifan meant, so his face became serious: "Dean, isn't it?" ”

Lu Yifan didn't say anything, just said: "You show this article to Zhang Wenhua first, if he accepts it happily, then when I didn't say what I just said, if he has any comments or some hesitation, you can tell him that the first author of this article is me." ”

Coming out of the gate of the military newspaper, Chen Beiming's mood was a little heavy.

Even Zhang Wenhua, editor-in-chief of the military newspaper, took it for granted, and it seemed that the self-righteous thinking of Xia Guo's military circles was a bit serious.

He was walking lazily when suddenly, with a beep, a car slowly stopped beside him.

"Hill!" Someone shouted excitedly.

Chen Beiming turned his head to look, but it was Lin Banshan, the manager of the Arctic Audio.

At this moment, he is sitting in the passenger seat, driving his secretary, the two of them are red-faced, maybe they are going to come back happily.

During this period of time, Lin Banshan and him have been in intermittent contact, sometimes by phone, sometimes by letter, so the two of them are still relatively familiar.

When Lin Banshan saw him, he hurriedly got down from the co-pilot, opened the door in the back seat, and invited Chen Beiming to get in the car together.

"Xiaoshan, I sent you an invitation a few days ago, why haven't you responded?" Lin Banshan asked.

"Invitations? What invitations? Chen Beiming was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly explained: "I've been too busy these days, and I'm basically not in the General Political Department, so I haven't had time to watch it." ”

He's been a bit busy during this time.

And he has so many letters, he can receive dozens or even hundreds of them every day, all written by fans or book lovers, where does he have so much time to read them one by one.

When Lin Banshan heard this, he sighed, and then explained: "Xiaoshan, that's the case, I want to get some friends who are engaged in music together, brag and chat, first, everyone find a chance to get together, second, it is also resource sharing, if you have any new connections, or new works or something, you can also introduce them to each other, and third, you can also discuss some music-related topics, I don't know if you are interested?" ”

When Chen Beiming heard this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded: "When?" ”

"The night after tomorrow. I'm still preparing for the next few days, and I don't know exactly who will come, but I think there will be quite a few. Lin Banshan introduced them one by one: "I want to make the scale a little bigger, academics, pop music, record industry, creators, etc., etc., all invite some, and try to invite some well-known figures, but I don't know how many will come in the end." ”

"Okay, then count me in." Chen Bei Ming Dao.

When Lin Banshan heard this, he immediately slapped the front seat excitedly, startling the secretary who was driving.

After a while, Lin Banshan stood up, bent down and took the bag of the secretary in the front row, hey, he opened the zipper and rummaged through, but he didn't expect to find the thing he was looking for, but he turned out two *****, but this guy didn't blush and didn't beat his heart, so he naturally stuffed the two things into the bag, and then continued to rummage, and after a while, he finally found a pen from it, and then, he found an invitation card from the bag in the back row, rewrote one and handed it to Chen Beiming: "Then it's decided, the night after tomorrow, my house, See you or leave you. ”

"Definitely." Chen Beiming replied while taking it and looking at it.

Longjiang No. 1.

This guy is really willing to set the party in such a high-end villa community!