Xipo. Institute!

Arriving at the office, Zhou Yang immediately picked up the phone and dialed the numbers one by one!

"dudu..."

After only two rings, the phone was picked up: "Hello, who is this?"

"I am Zhou Yang from Babaoliang Research Institute, please help me pick up Mr. Jiang!"

"Hello, chief, please wait!"

While waiting for the call to be transferred, Zhou Yang was thinking about why Boss Jiang called him so early in the morning.

Just now, Fan Debiao drove over to see him and said that the ministry had called and Mr. Jiang wanted to talk to him on the phone.

As a result, no one answered after several calls. Xu Chengfang had no choice but to ask Fan Debiao to come look for him.

The Ministry looked for him early in the morning on New Year's Day, and it was definitely not to wish him New Year greetings. It was probably because of the two songs at last night's party.

These two songs were produced by the Ministry... No, it should be said that the military spent a lot of money on them. Now that the party has been broadcast, maybe they told him about the effectiveness of the program.

Or maybe there are new changes in the war situation in southern Xinjiang. After all, Babaoliang Village is too remote. It only takes ten days and a half for local newspapers to deliver some important information. If the superiors don't notify them directly , they don’t know.

Just when Zhou Yang was deep in thought, Mr. Jiang's voice came from the microphone: "Your kid was not at work early in the morning. Where did he go?"

"I'm sorry, chief. There is a custom in the village to welcome the God of Joy. If I didn't arrive at the unit in time, please criticize me, chief!" Zhou Yang said.

"The God of Welcome? Do you still believe in that?"

"I don't believe it, but it's a custom that has been maintained in the village for many years. They say that when you go to the countryside, do as the Romans do, so I followed it around!" Zhou Yang explained.

"Oh, the village is quite lively!"

Then Mr. Jiang said again: "I watched the party last night and it was very good, especially the two songs, which were very well sung. Those 3000 million were not wasted!"

"As long as you feel it's worth it!" Zhou Yang said with a smile.

"It's worth it, it's worth it!"

Then Mr. Jiang said again: "Those two songs have caused a lot of repercussions in the army and all over the country. Even many old leaders and chiefs have noticed these two songs and think that these two songs are very important for us to target in the future. The military operation in southern Xinjiang is beneficial!"

"Now, the publicity department has carried out all-round promotion of these two songs, and your boy is going to be famous again!"

Zhou Yang smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, the songwriters use pseudonyms, and most people wouldn't think of me!"

"Hahaha, it seems like you are well prepared, not bad!"

"Haha, writing lyrics and composing music is just a hobby, don't let it affect your main business!" Zhou Yang said.

"This is not true. Sometimes literary and artistic works are also very powerful weapons. They can also arm our minds and boost our morale!"

Then Mr. Jiang said again: "I called you today. In addition to telling you that those two songs are very effective, I also asked the General Administration to give you a task!"

"What mission?"

"Lao Qin, the chief political officer, called me just now and said that he wanted you to compose a song as soon as possible that specifically refers to our soldiers and has a fighting spirit!" Jiang Laodao said.

"Can't we do those two songs last night?"

"It's OK, but Lao Qin said it's not perfect!"

Then Mr. Jiang explained: "Comrades from the General Political Department who specially organized relevant majors analyzed your two songs and came to the conclusion that the song "The Motherland Will Not Forget" is too broad and can be applied to all people. Those who serve the country cannot specifically refer to soldiers."

"Although "The Spirit of the Chinese Army" fits the theme, the tune is low and tragic, and it doesn't quite meet the requirements. It would be best to create a new song to coordinate with our war mobilization!"

"But we also know that music creation, like scientific research, requires inspiration. If you don't have any ideas for the time being..."

Before Mr. Jiang finished speaking, Zhou Yang said directly: "I accepted the mission!"

Inspiration is indeed important to others, but to Zhou Yang, it is completely unnecessary.

He himself doesn’t need to be original, he is just a copywriter, what inspiration does he need!

More importantly, it seems a bit difficult for the military personnel required by the General Administration to have a fighting spirit, but this is not a problem for Zhou Yang.

You must know that in the previous life, the General Political Bureau's Cultural Work Station and the Propaganda Headquarters specially created a "Fighting Spirit Song Series" album, which included 25 excellent military songs. Any one of them would meet the requirements.

What's more coincidental is that when this album was released, Zhou Yang, who was already a national treasure-level scientist at the time, also received a collector's edition of the album from the General Political Department, and he had heard all the songs in it.

Someone gave him an album, and now he's giving them back one, as he should!

Mr. Jiang's voice paused for a moment, then asked happily: "Then when do you think this song will be completed?"

"If others ask, it will take at least half a year, but if you keep asking, it will take two days!" Zhou Yang said.

Mr. Jiang knew that Zhou Yang was telling him that he didn't want to waste time on this kind of thing. It was also because of him that he took on this task this time. He should try not to bother him with this kind of thing in the future.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news!"

Then Mr. Jiang said again: "If you complete this task well, I will ask Lao Qin to ask you for credit in person!"

"Yes, thank you chief!"

"Okay, I have a meeting in the morning, so I'll hang up now!"

"Goodbye, chief..."

..........

"Deng deng deng!!!"

Zhou Yang had just hung up the phone when he heard a gentle knock on the door.

"Come in!"

As the office door was pushed open, Xu Chengfang walked in quickly with several documents in his hand.

"Chief, there was another call from the capital just now. The person on the other end of the line is Director Yang Qi from CCTV. He asked you to call him back when you have time!" Xu Chengfang said.

"Okay, is there anything else?" Zhou Yang said.

"Have!"

At that moment, Xu Chengfang put the documents in his hand on Zhou Yang's desk, and then said: "You need to see these documents in person. If there are no problems, sign them!"

Zhou Yang took a look at the documents and found that most of them were fund application reports, and there were also several leave approval reports.

Since the status of the person requesting leave is relatively special, he, the director, needs to personally approve the leave!

"Director Chen is going back to Shuimu University for academic discussions?"

"Yes, this matter was decided years ago. It will start on the seventh day of the lunar month and end on the tenth day of the lunar month!" Xu Chengfang said.

"If I approve it, please ask Director Chen to come see me later!" Zhou Yang said.

"Yes!"

Not long after the New Year, it will be the annual graduation season again. At this time, various units will start to compete for people again.

Their unit is located in a corner and has no reputation. It is really incomparable with those large state-owned factories. Therefore, all the talents in the past few years have been relying on his shameless recruitment from the ministry. Most of the universities except Western Polytechnic University have Schools are not willing to assign students to them.

Since Chen Shanhe was going back to do academic discussions, it was a good time for him and the leaders of Shuimu University to ask for some students.

To evaluate his relationship there, he should be able to recruit some talents to come over.

After Xu Chengfang left, Zhou Yang immediately picked up the phone and called Yang Qi.

After a few busy signals, the phone was picked up.

After learning that the caller was Zhou Yang, they immediately transferred the call to Yang Qi's office.

"Brother Yang, happy New Year!"

"Hahaha, hello to you too!"

Then Yang Qi said in a hearty tone: "Thanks to you, brother, I am really proud of myself today. I am so happy!"

"What's wrong? Is it because of the Spring Festival Gala?"

Yang Qi said happily: "Yes, you don't know. Since last night, my phone at home and office has not been disconnected, and the departments and leaders who called are more exaggerated than the other. They all praise us." That party was well done!”

"Even the person from the Forbidden City gave instructions to the station last night, saying that we did a great job in this matter and that we should keep holding this party!"

"That's a good thing. That means the first Spring Festival Gala was a success. Congratulations!" Zhou Yang said with a smile.

"Tongxi... Tongxi, I really did this thanks to you. Not only did I earn millions for Taili, but I also received unanimous praise from everyone. Thank you!" Yang Qi said.

"You're welcome. I'll treat you to a drink next time I go back!"

"no problem!"

Then Yang Qi said again: "I just discussed it with the comrades in Taili, and I am going to ask your superiors for credit in the name of Taili in a few days. What do you think?"

Zhou Yang thought for a while and said: "Forget it, please take credit. You also know the situation on my side. Firstly, it is inconvenient to come forward, and secondly, it is really difficult to get away..."

"There is a bonus!"

"Okay, Brother Yang, just take care of it!"

"Row!"

Then Yang Qi changed his voice and said again: "By the way, brother, I almost forgot about business, someone asked me about your mother and your sister-in-law!"

"Who?"

"The person in charge of the Art Troupe of the Federation of Trade Unions wants your mother and your sister-in-law to come to their unit. The treatment offered is very good. Please consider it!" Yang Qi said.

Zhou Yang immediately said: "I will tell my mother and others about this, and I will tell you what the outcome is later!"

"it is good..."

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