Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~

The police hadn't come yet, but the ambulance had come first.

In the end, when Wei Yongcheng was carried on a stretcher, the whole person had been beaten into a pig's head.

The parents of this group of students also understand, and they picked a lot of meat, and their upper and lower faces were swollen.

After the police came, the brother-in-law started again, clamoring to catch all the beaters: "You have something to do, I tell you, if you dare to beat my brother-in-law, none of you will be able to run away today." ”

At this time, a policeman went to the ambulance to inquire about the situation and came back, and glanced at his brother-in-law before saying to his companion: "The doctor said that the criteria for determining minor injuries cannot be reached for the time being." ”

"What? What's that? When the brother-in-law heard this, he suddenly became anxious: "My brother-in-law has been beaten like that, even if my sister comes, he can't recognize it, is this not enough to judge a minor injury?" ”

Poof!

As soon as the inquiring policeman said this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "There are high-ranking people in this group of parents, and they know the severity very well, so they just look miserable, but in fact, it is not enough to judge the standard." ”

If the injury is less than a minor injury, it will generally be dealt with as a civil dispute, and even if this group of people is brought back, it is estimated that it will only be a law that does not blame the public, and the result of education and treatment will be the result.

The two policemen looked at Wei Yongcheng, who was moaning in pain on the stretcher, and sympathized with him for a second.

But who asked him to hold a training class to trap people, he deserved it.

After the police questioned them as usual, they copied down a few phone numbers and left.

As soon as the police left, the brother-in-law didn't dare to stay here anymore and left the scene with the ambulance.

"Hahaha, it's really relieving, let this old turtle pit our registration fee."

"It's still Chen Pipi's father, he is a lawyer, and he knows how to start."

"It's really cheap for him, but even if he is hospitalized, he still has to refund the tuition."

"It's okay, the monk can't run the temple, tomorrow we are organizing a wave to go to the hospital to ask for money."

This farce of the training class finally ended with Wei Yongcheng being sent to the hospital.

But from today onwards, it will not be so easy for Wei Yongcheng and his training class to recruit students.

On the same day, the photo of Wei Yongcheng being carried on a stretcher was quickly posted on the Internet.

"Hahaha, isn't this Vice President Wei of the Yanjing Folk Music Association, how did he become a mummy, I almost didn't recognize it."

"Yes, the folk music circle was made stink by these people, and now it is self-inflicted to end up like this."

"The chaos in the folk music circle should be rectified, otherwise our traditional folk music in China will become a joke sooner or later."

"It's still going to be a weekend, if he hadn't broken the balance, it is estimated that the folk music circle would continue to rot."

"Indeed, if it weren't for the weekend, we wouldn't have seen this good show."

When netizens saw Wei Yongcheng's fate, not only did they not have any sympathy, but they were gloating.

However, when I think about Wei Yongcheng's group of people who have made the folk music circle into such a miasma as it is now, netizens can't sympathize.

Meanwhile.

When Ding Chuan saw Wei Yongcheng's photo, he felt a little sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

Thinking of this, he picked up the phone again and dialed out, and after a while, the phone was connected.

"Liu, I've already booked the location for the night...... Okay, then I'm waiting for you, and by the way, I've brought you some souvenirs. ”

Ding Chuan was relieved after receiving an affirmative answer on the phone.

……

Eight o'clock in the evening.

At the door of a private restaurant in Puhai, Ding Chuan waited for more than half an hour before he saw a black official car driving over.

Without waiting for the car to be stable, Ding Chuan rushed up to help open the car door, and a middle-aged man with a big belly got out of the car.

"Lao Ding, what are you doing here, making you so outrageous."

Liu Chu patted Ding Chuan's shoulder and said with a smile.

"What did Liu Chu say...... Let's go inside~"

Ding Chuan greeted him with a smile and came out with full sincerity.

The two exchanged pleasantries at the door for a while, and then entered the private room accompanied by the waiter.

The decoration inside is very elegant, and at a glance, I know that Ding Chuan has made a lot of money this time, and Liu Chu's smile is even happier.

After the two sides sat down and ordered, as soon as the waiter went out, Ding Chuan took out an inconspicuous packaging bag in a little anxious.

"Liu, this is a little souvenir I brought from my hometown, you can see how it is, if you like it, I will let you put it in the car."

When Ding Chuan pushed the bag over, he deliberately opened a small opening, so that Liu could see the situation inside.

Liu Chu glanced at the packaging bag casually, smiled and reached out and patted the back of Ding Chuan's hand and said: "Lao Ding, I should say that you have something good, old friends can get together, why do you still bring local products." ”

Ding Chuan heard the string song, took out his hand knowingly, and said with a smile: "You said last time that you like to eat mushrooms from our hometown, and this time someone just gave me some, and I also borrowed flowers to offer Buddha." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and by the time the waiter came in, the bag had already been put away.

After three rounds of drinking, Ding Chuan was happy to see Liu Chu drinking, and he also began to talk about business.

"Liu, do you think the matter I mentioned to you last time is easy to do?"

In Ding Chuan's view, the most troublesome thing about the music festival is the public opinion of the outside world.

As long as the voices of condemnation on the Internet stop and find a way to digest the contradictions internally, everything is easy to say.

Even if you will inevitably be punished at that time, you can always find a room to turn around, big or small.

So Ding Chuan was the first to find Liu from the propaganda department, if he could nod his head and press down the voice on the Internet, it would be a fundamental solution to the problem.

"You are doing this thing, it is easy to do, and it is difficult to do it...... it is difficult to do," Liu Chu said in official words with a shelf.

"I understand, so didn't I find you......

Ding Chuan smiled on his lips, scolding his mother in his heart, and the bastard was ready to open his mouth again.

However, since he found Liu, he was ready to be slaughtered in his heart, and stuffed things into the bag under his feet.

Ding Chuan did all this in front of Liu Chu, Liu Chu saw that it was almost over, and when he was about to speak, the door of the private room was suddenly knocked open.

"Liu, the ministry just called......

The secretary glanced at Ding Chuan, then quickly walked over and whispered something in Liu's ear.

After listening to this, Liu Chu's face suddenly changed greatly.

"Let's go, let's go back first."

Liu Chu got up from the chair in a panic, and he didn't even want the bag under his feet.

Ding Chuan is such a smart person, it is clear at a glance that Liu Chu has not forgotten, but he does not dare to take his own things.

It seems that this matter may have something to do with him.

"Liu, why did you forget to take something?"

Ding Chuan hurriedly chased after him, stuffed things into the back seat before Liu and them drove, and then said, "Liu, I'll just say a word...... In a word, did something happen? ”

Liu Chu looked at the things in the back seat, and couldn't bear to speak: "Lao Ding, if you want me to say what is good about you, who are you offended, why do you want to offend a foreigner who is engaged in the media?" ”

After saying this, Liu Chu waved his hand to let the secretary drive, leaving Ding Chuan in place.

Alien?

Ding Chuan suddenly came back to his senses and remembered the angry look of Ilte, the music critic on the gramophone on the day of the festival.

He quickly started dialing out one phone call after another, looking for a circle of people, and finally realized what was going on.

It turned out that not long ago, Ilter, a columnist for Gramophone magazine, published an article on Gramophone.

In the article, Ilt can be said to be extremely praised, and all the words he can think of about praise are used in "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix" and the weekend.

"It's like life is jumping in every note."

There are many things like "it makes people feel small after listening to it".

In Ilte's article, "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix" and the weekend are infinitely elevated by him to a realm that should be worshiped by audiences all over the world.

The harder he praised at the beginning, the harder he attacked the shady phenomenon of the festival at the end of the article.

"A music festival that doesn't deserve to have a work like this......"

"Why does the Oriental China have works and performers that should be the envy of listeners all over the world, but they don't know how to cherish ......?"

All in all, Ilt scolded the judges of the festival in the article.

Now, this article has sparked a very lively discussion on the forums of foreign classical music.

It's no wonder that after listening to it, Liu Chu didn't even plan to take things and leave, he could delete those voices in China, but he couldn't cover the mouths of foreigners.

As soon as Ilte's article was released, Ding Chuan's end was already doomed.

Shame is thrown abroad, and the nature of the matter changes.

In fact, as Liu expected, the next day, Puhai Wenxuan and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles issued statements one after another.

"Regarding the recent reaction of the masses and some chaos in the Chinese Traditional Folk Music Association, our company has decided after careful study that we will carry out a series of rectification and rectification ...... the Folk Music Association."

As soon as the announcement was issued, it immediately attracted heated discussions among netizens

"Is it finally time to start rectifying, I hope it's not too late to make amends!"

"Have there been a mass reaction recently? What are you kidding, I remember that a few years ago, some people began to react to some strange phenomena in the folk music circle, but no one cared, why did they suddenly move so fast now! ”

"What else can it be, foreign monks are good at chanting scriptures......"

"Be cautious in your words and be cautious in your deeds!"

"Anyway, it's a good thing to be able to start rectification, isn't it?"

"Yes, the support is over, I just want to see what kind of treatment Ding Xiaochuan will do if he can be cheeky and give the award."

Soon, amid the cries of netizens, the official Weibo of the Folk Music Association announced the dismissal of Ding Chuan.

Thank you for the reward of the book friend [It is impossible to lose weight to lose weight], thank you for the support of the big guy, there should be a chapter before twelve o'clock today, 10,000 words updated for monthly ticket support!!

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