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Sunday, six p.m.

Liu Heping held his hands behind his back, stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun, and walked towards the General Political Department unhurriedly.

Soon, a few colleagues who were walking in front saw him and asked a little strangely: "Lao Liu, don't you usually come here on Monday morning, why did you come on Sunday this week?" ”

Some people even quipped: "Is it that the public grain can't be paid!" ”

Liu Heping kicked the other party: "you!" Lao Tzu's body, even if you hand it over every day, it's no problem. ”

Everyone laughed and laughed, and then, Liu Heping looked up to the sky and sighed: "Alas-"

The colleagues around him were very strange: "Lao Liu, what are you sighing for!" ”

"I'm worried about tomorrow morning." Liu Heping sighed again.

Liu Heping's matter, two colleagues from the song and dance department naturally heard about it, so they sighed sympathetically together.

When Liu Heping heard this, he couldn't cry or laugh: "Hey, I said what's the matter with the two of you?" Am I the kind of person with a small belly? Am I worried about the future of our cabaret, not for myself? ”

"Not for yourself?" The two colleagues were stunned.

"I'm at this level...... I know how many pounds and taels I have, so I'm a little lost at most, but it's not so sleepless that I can't sleep at night, I'm worried about the future of our song and dance club, you think about it, singing is our business, isn't it? Whether we sing well or not, which one of us sings, this should be up to us, but now, a little Chen Beiming has turned our song and dance department upside down! ”

Liu Heping pretended to complain, but in fact, he secretly threw out some vicious gossip.

When the two colleagues heard this, they were taken aback: "Won't it?" Chen Beiming doesn't look like that kind of person? ”

Liu Heping sighed: "I don't know my heart!" I didn't regard Chen Beiming as a comrade-in-arms yet, but look at it..... He actually robbed me of my job! ”

On this night, whenever Liu Heping saw his colleagues, he had to say a few words intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course, most people know his virtue well, and at most they just echo it and ignore it.

However, secretly everyone is also talking.

"What does this Chen Beiming think in his heart?"

"Yes! I always thought that this guy was very smart in his heart, but now it seems that he may not be, and the people from his creative department actually came to steal the work of the song and dance department, isn't this a handle for people? ”

"Young, after all, I'm still too young, I thought I could hum a few words and then I would be called a singer!"

There is no doubt that everyone is not optimistic about what will happen tomorrow morning, and everyone thinks that Chen Beiming is simply blinded by lard, so he will do the kind of thing that lifts a stone and shoots himself in the foot.

Time flies by quickly, and it's Monday morning in the blink of an eye.

At eight o'clock, the morning sun had just risen and had just sprinkled its first rays on the office building of the General Political Department.

Many people walked into the conference room quietly.

Originally, the participants of this meeting were limited to a few leaders of the General Political Department, as well as a small number of personnel from the song and dance department and the creation department, but under Wang Huayun's intentional or unintentional hints and operations, many people came, Qiu Chengtong disagreed at first, but he couldn't stand the pleas of many people, so he had to let everyone go in together.

Seeing so many people coming, Liu Heping secretly sneered in his heart: "Chen Beiming, Chen Beiming, see how you will mix up in the General Political Department in the future?" ”

Soon, everyone came, and Qiu Chengtong glanced at Chen Beiming: "Xiao Chen, let's start." ”

"Okay." Chen Beiming nodded, and then walked to the front desk: "Leaders, colleagues, good morning, I will show you the "Send Comrades-in-Arms" I sang, and please give you more opinions." ”

After saying this, Chen Beiming turned around and pressed the play button.

The conference room was very quiet, and everyone didn't speak, just looked at Chen Beiming without blinking, and at the same time pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Soon, the prelude sounded.

Hearing this melody, many people straightened up, or their eyes widened, and some people looked at the person around them who specialized in arranging music in great surprise.

Everyone has heard of the song "Sending Comrades-in-Arms", or they have directly read the lyrics and songs.

This song, everyone thinks it's good.

Moreover, many people also think that it is not appropriate for Liu Heping to sing this song, because Liu Heping sings pop music, but everyone feels that this song must be sung with a rich baritone, so as to express the feelings in the song.

But at this moment, when everyone heard the melody, they were stunned: "This arrangement...... It's obviously the way of pop music! ”

For a moment, many people shook their heads secretly, especially those who were proficient in music, and everyone sighed in their hearts: "Chen Beiming is really too young, he thinks too simply, how can this song be done with pop music?" ”

The smile on Liu Heping's face became brighter and brighter.

But soon, Liu Heping couldn't laugh anymore, because Chen Beiming's voice cut in.

"Send your comrades-in-arms and embark on a journey

Silent two tears

Camel bells ringing in my ears

The road is long and foggy

Revolutionary careers often break up......"

Chen Beiming's voice was together, and Liu Heping knew that it was going to be bad!

The sound was so peculiar, clear in the desolation, like the wind blowing from the north of the desert.

With such a voice, such an arrangement, and the song "Sending Comrades" itself, Liu Heping suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body.

"How is that possible? How is this possible! ”

Liu Heping was incredulous.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? How could he sing that sound? Liu Heping pinched himself fiercely.

Hiss –

It hurts.

"Could this be Chen Beiming asked someone to sing?" Liu Heping suddenly had another thought in his heart.

But he quickly denied it.

Although this voice is a little peculiar, if you listen carefully, you can still hear that this is Chen Beiming's voice, he just used a certain technique when singing to add this quality to his voice.

Liu Heping turned his head to look at the others.

Qiu Chengtong nodded while listening, with a smile on his face.

Qiu Yujie smiled like a spring flower.

The other leaders, you look at me, I look at you, but no matter who they are, there is a look of admiration in their eyes that can't be concealed.

The other colleagues, one by one, were all surprised and admired.

Of course, there are also people who just have their eyes closed, but the corners of his eyes are dotted with tears.

Among all the people, it seemed that only Wang Huayun from the song and dance department and a few people had gloomy faces.

Soon, the song "Sending Comrades-in-Arms" was played.

No one shouted the password, but everyone's applause rang out in unison.

"Xiao Chen, there is you!" Qiu Chengtong gave a thumbs up.

"Not bad!" Qiu Yujie also hurriedly encouraged.

The other leaders also laughed: "Haha, our General Political Department has added another fierce general this time!" ”