Chapter 26 Preparing for the Spring Festival Gala (2)
Wang Xinggang said helplessly: "Your Excellency's any omission is my trouble. Firstly, those arrogant generals of yours don't listen to me, a small regiment commander. We agreed that every day from 8 to 9 in the morning, they would come to my place to practice singing with their above-regiment officers, but today only two chiefs of staff and the officers of the 4th, 5th, and 6th regiments arrived. As soon as Wang Xinggang saw that you hadn't arrived, he turned around and left. The other regiment commanders saw that the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd regiments hadn't come, so they wanted to take their men and leave too, but were stopped by the chief of staff and me. Those people immediately became anxious, saying that those several regiments were busy training and that the chief of staff couldn't be biased. They said that if their performance was poor during the assessment and they were demoted, who would they look for, the chief of staff or Wang Xinggang? Later, those little brats almost knelt down in front of the chief of staff! Just thinking about how those regiment commanders were so anxious that they were scratching their ears and cheeks made Wang Xinggang want to laugh.
After hearing Wang Xinggang's words, Song Zhewu couldn't help but smile wryly. It was all because of this assessment that things had become like this. If they didn't do it this way, the combat effectiveness of this young team wouldn't be able to improve quickly, and his idea of gaining an advantage in the upcoming Central Plains War would not come true. To say the least, these few old regimental commanders were under the most pressure. If it were just the original three regiments being evaluated, they wouldn't have been too concerned about winning or losing. But with the addition of this new regiment's three teams, the situation was different. These three team leaders used to be their deputies and also their students - people they had personally taught from basic individual skills in the instructional team. If the teachers lost to their students, it would be even more unbearable than being killed!
Song Zhe-wu also felt a bit helpless, as he was the one who initiated the assessment. However, the Spring Festival Gala must be done well. After some thought, he said: "This matter still requires an order, tomorrow everyone must report to your rehearsal base on time. I and the Chief of Staff will go there to take roll call, those who don't show up will have points deducted from their final assessment score."
"Alright, as long as I don't deduct a point, tomorrow everyone will be on time. And there's another thing, the big chorus I'm in charge of rehearsing needs to go to each battalion to select people, but none of the battalions are willing to let their men go. As soon as they hear that Director Wang has arrived, they all hide. Only the commander of the 2nd battalion is a decent person and met with me, but he clearly told me that if other battalions are willing to let their men go, he will definitely support the work of the Political Department, otherwise, it's not worth discussing."
Wang Xinggang smiled wryly and continued: "Commander, I'm really impressed by you now. The whole brigade is practicing like crazy, without any regard for anything, even their dignity. I forced my way into the 4th battalion's barracks, trapping the commander in his office, but I didn't manage to catch anyone. Guess where that little scoundrel went?"
He couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Ha ha ha! He jumped out of the window and ran away!"
Song Zhe Wu also burst out laughing when he thought of the 4th battalion commander's embarrassed appearance at the time.
Song Zhe Wu secretly regretted that he had set the evaluation criteria too strictly, but now it was impossible to change. Changing one's mind overnight was a taboo for those in power. The problem still needed to be solved. "I think this way, cancel the original chorus and replace it with a chorus competition between each team. Each team will send a chorus team to sing 'Returning from Archery'. Your training department will score on site during the Spring Festival Gala. First place +6 points, last place -1 point, counted into the assessment results. You don't need to find them, they will all come to find you. Director Wang will dispatch someone to guide."
"Haha!" Just thinking about those usually arrogant team leaders coming to ask for his help, Wang Xing immediately burst out laughing with joy, but soon turned into a somewhat mischievous smile: "Gao, it's still the commander's way of doing things, and there's one last difficulty that needs the commander to resolve."
Song Zhe Wu now thinks that thanks to his previous life's research institute's performance evaluation work, he can say that he has grasped the essence of it. As long as he takes out the big stick of evaluation, he doesn't believe that these several regiment commanders who are focusing on training won't fall in line. "Xing Gang, you just speak up, I still have a way to deal with them."
Wang Xinggang looked at Song Zhe Wu and chuckled, saying: "This is indeed the trouble you've stirred up." Seeing Song Zhe Wu's confusion, Wang Xinggang didn't keep him in suspense any longer: "It's those few young masters and misses from the literature department. The lyrics you gave them, they all praised and said that if Commander wasn't a military man, he must be a renowned master of poetry and music. Now they're fighting over who gets to sing your song, and it's become a mess. Normal rehearsals have been affected, so in the end, they decided to let this great author decide who's suitable to perform."
Song Zhe Wu was taken aback by this matter, and he felt a bit overwhelmed. Among the people brought from Beiping to the political training department, there were 1 male and 2 female vocal music students, 6 performance students, as well as those who studied fine arts and creation. Of course, the majority were still instrumental performers. In order to enrich the evening party program, Song Zhe Wu was not fond of the popular love songs of this era, so he wrote out the lyrics and scores of several songs that he liked from his past life memories and handed them over to the literature and art department. Although Song Zhe Wu was a chemical engineering master's degree holder, he was absolutely not a bookworm-type talent. In college, he was a literary and artistic backbone, proficient in playing, singing, and composing. After crossing into this era, he was delighted to discover that this young master Song Zhe Wu actually had a good voice that he had dreamed of in his past life.
Last time, he gave the lyrics of several songs such as "My Motherland", "Great China", "The Soldier" and the theme song of Three Kingdoms to the art department. In addition, there was also a famous sketch called "Selling Crutches" by Zhao Dajye from his previous life, which was a revised version. At that time, I didn't think about whether it was enough or not, but those two female singers Wang Yali and Li Rujuan must have quarreled over the song "My Motherland".
Song Zhe Wu frowned, unable to do anything. Wang Xing Gang was somewhat anxious: "My commander, these two flowers are the treasures of those young masters from the literature and art department. Now that they're making a scene, the entire rehearsal is being affected. This is something you caused, you should be the one to resolve it."
As soon as Wang Xinggang said this, Song Zhe Wu was furious and kicked him with one foot, scolding: "You're good, Wang Xinggang, you dare to betray your superior at a critical moment!"
Scolded and scolded, Song Zhe Wu thought about it and decided to let him handle it. He called over Wang Ming Yang, who had been studying the coal chemical engineering lectures given by Song Zhe Wu during this time. Today was a special day when Song Zhe Wu wanted to let him relax and unwind, so he brought him along and instructed him on several matters before ordering him to lead these people to continue working. Then, following Wang Xing Gang, they went to the training base.
In order to create a sensational effect during the performance, the base was arranged near the special forces brigade with sentry guards. Unrelated personnel were not allowed to enter. Two people rode horses and ran quickly to the training base.
As soon as they entered the base, they heard the theme song of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" being played inside. Wang Xinggang said while dismounting his horse, "Commander, these two have been making such a ruckus that no one dares to play that song in the band anymore."
Song Zhe Wu didn't make a sound, only bitter smile Wang Ya Li and Li Ru Juan are both 22 years old, very beautiful Wang Ya Li looks pure and sweet like the song queen of later generations; Li Ru Juan is from Shaanxi Province with a classical beauty voice similar to the superstar of later generations
Two people walked into the original warehouse-turned-rehearsal hall, where they saw a band playing on one side of the hall and several actors gathered around a table on the other side, discussing scripts while occasionally stifling giggles. The laughter was clearly being suppressed, as if they didn't dare to laugh out loud. Two female actors were even covering their mouths, their faces flushed red from holding back their laughter. This little skit was so hilarious that it got everyone excited and unable to control themselves. In the middle of the hall, directly opposite the door, sat Wang Yali and Li Rujun at a Ba Xian table, both sitting with their backs to each other and not making a sound. Another male actor, who was also the head of the art department, Fang Zhen, looked embarrassed as he walked back and forth between the two women.
These actors, as promised by Song Zhe Wu, were all lieutenants as soon as they entered the security company. Wearing military uniforms on these handsome men and beautiful women was, in the words of Zhao Dage later, "extremely cool". Fang Zhen was the first to see Song Zhe Wu and Wang Xing enter, wanting to greet them, but suddenly remembered he was now a soldier, hastily standing at attention and giving a very unstandard military salute. "Commander!" This shout startled everyone, and they all stood up to pay their respects, except for Wang Ya Li who remained seated, still fuming silently.
Wang Xinggang was slightly dissatisfied and said in a low voice, "Wang Yali, you are now a junior officer of the security guard, why didn't you salute when you saw the commander?" Song Zhewu hastily said, "Don't be like this, everyone has just arrived, it will be fine slowly." On one hand, he gestured for Wang Yali to sit down instead of standing up to salute, and on the other hand, he himself pulled a chair to sit at the table.
Looking at the two of them, Wang Yali's eyes were somewhat red, obviously having cried before. Li Rujun, on the other hand, had an expression that seemed to say she didn't care.
Song Zhe Wu thought to himself, "Today isn't my turn, and indeed no one can resolve the conflict between these two people. For them, you can neither hit nor scold, not even say a harsh word." Song Zhe Wu looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "Is it just because of one song?" Wang Ya Li lowered her head without making a sound, while Li Ru Jia nodded carelessly: "Yes, both of us want to sing Commander's song. To think about it, this is also Commander's fault. If you had given us two songs, wouldn't that have been fine?" Fang Zhen had been giving Li Ru Jia eye signals all along, but Li Ru Jia completely ignored him.
"What's wrong with me? Haha" Song Zhe Wu sneered a few times, seeing that no one dared to laugh, feeling a bit awkward. Suddenly, he slammed his hand on the table, startling everyone. Even Wang Ya Li was shocked and looked up at Song Zhe Wu in surprise. Everyone thought that Li Ru Jia's words had enraged Song Zhe Wu, but only Li Ru Jia remained calm and continued to look at Song Zhe Wu with an unchanged expression.
Song Zhe-wu raised his hand to stop Wang Xing-gang, who was anxious to speak, and said loudly: "Ru Jia is right, it's indeed my fault. Why just one poem? If each person writes one poem, there won't be a problem. Xing-gang, go get paper and pen." Seeing that Song Zhe-wu wasn't angry, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Zhe-wu said to the old man: "The song 'My Motherland', just let Ali sing it, and I'll write another one for you." But Li Ru-jun didn't buy Song Zhe-wu's account at all. "No, I'll sing this one, and you can write another one for him!"
Fang Zhen gave Li Rujun a signal while saying: "Rujun, how can you speak to the commander like that? Hurry up and apologize to the commander!" Li Rujun simply turned her head and ignored Fang Zhen.
Song Zhe Wu said to himself, "A Li's voice is sweet and suitable for singing this song." As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ya Li's face turned red with joy, while Li Ru Jia gave Song Zhe Wu a white eye and hummed coldly, full of discontent. Song Zhe Wu pretended not to see it and continued, "You are from Shaanxi, your voice has its own characteristics, I wrote a song specifically for you, don't say no first, just listen." After finishing speaking, he quietly hummed the famous Northwestern Wind song "Yellow High Slope".
My home is on the Loess Plateau
A strong wind blows over the slope
My home is on the Loess Plateau
A strong wind blows over the slope
My home is on the Loess Plateau
A strong wind blows over the slope
No matter whether it is northwest wind or southeast wind
They're all my songs
My home is on the Loess Plateau
The sun rises over the hill
According to my cave
Roll up my sleeves
And my cow followed me
No matter how many years have passed
Passed down from generation to generation by my ancestors
Leave me with a vast expanse singing songs
There is also the Yellow River by our side
My home is on the Loess Plateau
The wind of four seasons blows over the slope
Whether it's eight hundred years or ten thousand years
They're all my songs
My home is on the Loess Plateau
A strong wind blows over the slope
No matter whether it is northwest wind or southeast wind
They're all my songs
No matter how many years have passed
Passed down from generation to generation by my ancestors
Leave me with a vast expanse singing songs
There is also the Yellow River by our side
My home is on the Loess Plateau
The wind of four seasons blows over the slope
Whether it's eight hundred years or ten thousand years
They're all my songs
My home is on the Loess Plateau
The wind of four seasons blows over the slope
Whether it's eight hundred years or ten thousand years
They're all my songs
They're all my songs
The desolate and ancient song, accompanied by Song Zhe Wu's soft humming, slowly moved the crowd. Li Ru Jia first listened quietly, then slowly opened her eyes wide. As soon as Song Zhe Wu finished singing, everyone applauded loudly, and Li Ru Jia immediately jumped up, grabbed Song Zhe Wu's hand, and excitedly shouted: "I want this song!" Then she turned to Ya Li and said: "Ya Li, I won't compete with you anymore, you sing that one, and I'll sing this one!"
Fang Zhen coughed slightly, and Li Rujun also found herself losing her composure, her face turning slightly red. She immediately regained her usual demeanor: "I've changed, Commander," she said, releasing her grip on Song Zhe Wu's hand.
At this time, Wang Xing had just brought paper and pen, Song Zhe Wu was very familiar with the style of northwest wind that was high and vast, picked up the pen, brushed and brushed, and immediately won a burst of applause from the crowd. Song Zhe Wu felt the gaze of the young fans in the eyes of everyone looking at him, and he couldn't help but feel excited and said: "This is the road I came on, and I'll sing it first. If it's good, I'll give you another one." "Great, everyone welcomes Commander to come up with another one!" In the midst of the crowd's cheers, Song Zhe Wu took a deep breath and wrote out another representative song from the northwest wind series, "Xin Tian You", while singing. Genius, absolute genius, in the midst of the crowd's astonished gaze, Song Zhe Wu didn't feel the several **hot gazes staring at him eagerly. The songs of this era were all about being sweet and elegant, not to mention that "My Motherland" pioneered the modern female vocal style, these two northwest folk song-style northwest winds opened up a vast space for China's music industry. These art school graduates deeply realized this point, immediately giving a long round of applause, in which Song Zhe Wu finally felt the applause he had been expecting for two lifetimes. And today, everyone present, including Wang Xing who was not proficient in art, was overwhelmed by Song Zhe Wu's talent.
"I want two too!" Wang Yali's sudden words made Song Zhe Wu's face, which was still smiling and enjoying the glory, freeze instantly.
Looking at Wang Yali's eager and determined expression, Song Zhe Wu was so angry that he wanted to slap himself, but thinking that he was the leader of these people, it would be too embarrassing. He raised his hand, which froze in mid-air, and everyone saw this movement, holding back their laughter. Only Wang Yali, Li Rujun, and two actresses couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Song Zhe Wu thought to himself, "Isn't this just asking for trouble? I've already finished one song, why do I need to show off and come up with another one?" He wanted to decline, but looking at Wang Ya Li's expression that brooked no refusal, he immediately rummaged through his memory to find a suitable song for her. As it turned out, necessity is the mother of invention, and Song Zhe Wu really did come up with a song - Shen Xiao Chen's "Please Come to the Ends of the Earth". To cover up his embarrassment, after finishing the melody, he handed it over to Wang Ya Li and tried to slip away, but didn't expect to be caught by several actors who had been watching him. They dragged him over to their side, and Song Zhe Wu could only point out the nuances of Zhao Da Ye's sketch once again. The entire hall was now surrounded by people laughing at Song Zhe Wu's extremely comical words and expressions, with everyone holding their bellies in laughter.
Taking advantage of everyone's excitement, Song Zhe Wu thought he should leave this place quickly, but unexpectedly he was intercepted again. This time it was the band and Fang Zhen who blocked him off. It turned out that the theme song of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" was something Song Zhe Wu had agreed to sing himself, and the band wanted to practice with him. Helpless, Song Zhe Wu could only muster up his energy again, using his low, thick voice that rivaled those of famous singers in later generations to shock these self-proclaimed high-class artists once more.
The song ended, the whole house was silent and speechless. Everyone was shocked with their eyes wide open, not only by the majestic lyrics and melody, but also by Song Zhe Wu's post-marriage voice and his magnificent stage presence, which completely stunned everyone.
This time, Song Zhe Wu didn't dare to hesitate. Taking advantage of everyone's momentary distraction, he rushed out of the hall, jumped onto his horse and galloped away from the base in a cloud of dust.
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