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The next morning, at ten o'clock, before the alarm clock went off, Chen Beiming woke up.

After a brief wash, he went to the playground and trained, first for a five-kilometer trip, then some strength training, and finally for other training.

I used to train when I was in the Sword Commando, and I felt uncomfortable every day without sweating.

Although he will still train with everyone for a while, but to tell the truth, these soldiers of the literary and artistic team are really not very good in physical fitness, a five-kilometer at least thirty minutes, or the fastest one, not to mention the others, training with such a team, even if you practice for a day, you won't sweat a little, but it's not fun.

At five fifty, his training ended.

He went back to his dorm room to tidy up before going out and training with the others.

At 8:30, Chen Beiming was about to enter the office building, when he was stopped by Qiu Yujie, the director of the creator's room and the deputy director of the creation department: "Xiao Chen, come to my office." ”

Chen Beiming was stunned for a moment, and then nodded hurriedly: "Okay director." ”

Although Qiu Yujie is also surnamed Qiu, she actually has nothing to do with the head of the regiment, Qiu Chengtong, one of the two is a southerner and the other is a northerner, and they can't beat the eight poles.

This Qiu Yujie is a ruthless character.

She is actually not very old, I heard that she is only about twenty-seven years old, but she has already mixed with the major.

Although the rank of the art troupe is a little easier to mix, her speed is about the same as riding a rocket.

And he has become the director of the creator's room and the deputy director of the creation department, and is fully responsible for the lyrics and composition of the entire art troupe.

The real thing is that young people are promising.

Chen Beiming followed Qiu Yujie into the office.

"Xiao Chen, sit down." Qiu Yujie pointed to the chair in front of her.

"Thank you." Chen Bei Ming Dao.

Qiu Yujie took off her military hat and put it on the desk neatly, and then took out a newspaper from her bag and handed it to Chen Beiming: "This is today's Capital Daily, you can take a look first." ”

Chen Beiming was a little confused, but he still picked up the newspaper and looked at it carefully.

The front-page headline of the Capital Daily turned out to be his news.

The article was written by Chang Lianna, titled "What is the Use of Literature", with a large photo of him next to it.

Chen Beiming took a quick look at this article.

There is nothing wrong with the article, but he argues his speech last night more systematically and rigorously, and the final conclusion is the same as what he said: When we talk about literary works, we should not go online at every turn, and do not ask what is the purpose of this work at every turn? Because the role of literature is that it has no effect.

There is no doubt that as soon as this article comes out, it is likely to cause a certain range of discussion and repercussions in the cultural circles.

However, what Chen Beiming didn't understand was what Qiu Yujie meant by showing this to herself.

"Done?" Qiu Yujie saw that Chen Beiming had put away the newspaper and asked with a smile.

"I'm done." Chen Beiming replied.

"Any thoughts?" Qiu Yujie asked again.

"Okay, that's a good point." Chen Beiming replied.

Poof—

Qiu Yujie couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"I've seen narcissism, but I've never seen you so narcissistic." Qiu Yu gave Chen Beiming a blank look.

Chen Beiming smiled and didn't speak.

Until now, he still didn't understand what Qiu Yujie meant.

"Xiao Chen, you're famous!" Qiu Yujie said without warning.

Chen Beiming didn't speak, and his heart said Isn't this nonsense?

But Qiu Yujie's next sentence made him speechless: "But you are from our creative room!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Chen Beiming immediately lowered his head.

What can he say, he is indeed a person in the creator's room, but at the moment, he is widely known because of his identity as a writer.

Before he could say anything, a noisy argument came from outside, and someone said loudly to Qiu Chengtong: "Leader, you can't be wrong again and again, look at it, don't believe it yourself, Comrade Chen Beiming is obviously engaged in writing, he is a writer, and he also won the special prize of the "October" magazine essay contest, how can you get such an excellent writer to get him to the creator's room, he should come to us, he is a writer!" ”

When Qiu Yujie heard this, she suddenly stood up from her chair, walked out in a few steps, and shouted outside: "Director Chen, please make one thing clear, Comrade Chen Beiming entered our creator room through formal and strict procedures, according to personnel regulations, he is now a person in our creator room, you want to dig him, no way!" ”

After shouting with the people outside, Qiu Yujie walked in angrily.

She sat down on the chair, propped her hands on the table, clasped her hands together, and looked directly at Chen Beiming: "Xiao Chen, have you seen the situation?" Now, there are people, a lot of people, who question your ability to make music, so I'm asking you to prove it to them now, so that they can see the reality that you are a music creator. ”

Chen Beiming scratched his head: "Director, this ......"

But his words were interrupted by Qiu Yujie: "I don't want to listen to your reasons, I just want to see the results." ”

In this way, Chen Beiming had another task, which was not issued by the system, but by his immediate boss.

Well, since that's the case, let's do it honestly.

But how do you accomplish this task?

At this moment, the head of the regiment, Qiu Chengtong, found him: "Xiao Chen, is the song "The Story of the Red-crowned Crane" you wrote last time still in your hands?" ”

"Yes, Captain, what's wrong?"

"A friend's daughter saw your song and said she liked it very much and wanted to talk to you, do you have any opinions?"

"Nope."

"If not, I'll give her your number."

"Okay."

"Oh, by the way, if it's convenient, you can help see how the songs this little girl chose, his father and I have a good relationship, so I can help her."

"Okay Captain."

Qiu Chengtong gave Chen Beiming a phone call.

But Chen Beiming doesn't want to be so casual, for him, every song in his hand is a beautiful work of art, and every work of art should find the owner that belongs to her, in other words, he doesn't want to give the song to people casually, unless the song is really suitable for the other party, and the other party will perform it seriously.

But the two songs he wrote before, whether it is "The Story of the Red-crowned Crane" or "I Am a Little Bird", are actually not controllable by ordinary people.

So he had to get to know the singer and see if it was a good fit.

When he inquired, he was taken aback, it turned out that the singer was just about to make his debut.

The singer's name is Zhang Yunsheng, who is only nineteen years old, because he has loved music since he was a child, and his family conditions are quite good, so he plans to enter the music world.

In order to make her first album an instant hit, she and her manager have invited songs everywhere, and have already found many famous creators, and it seems that they have invited five or six songs, only a few are missing.

"Nineteen? Haven't debuted yet? That song is obviously not suitable for her! ”

Chen Beiming thought secretly.