Early the next morning, Fan Wuyi received a call from Panshi Heavy Industry Tian Zhenglun.

What's the matter so early? Fan Wubing felt that he had done too much recently, and his energy was a little weak, so he asked lazily, "Old Tian, ​​what happened?"

"President Fan, today is good news! Our first batch of optical cable products will be off the assembly line at noon today!" Tian Zhenglun said over the phone with some excitement.

Uh? This is a big deal! Fan Wubing got up from the bed as soon as he heard it. He thought that at such an important moment, he should naturally be there. Not only must you visit the scene in person, but also bring some important people to witness together. After all, this is the first step for Panshi Heavy Industry to regain its glory!

So Fan Wuyin ordered, "This is a good thing! I'll be there as soon as possible! In addition, you formally report the progress of Panshi Heavy Industry to the Municipal Party Committee and City Government. I hope that Secretary Chen and the leaders of the city can come to give guidance, Panshi People from the TV station are also invited over, and lunch is arranged, and the grade is slightly higher!"

Tian Zhenglun wrote down Fan Wubing's opinions there, and then asked, "Ms. Fan, when will you come over?"

Fan Wubing thought for a while and replied, "I still have some things to deal with in the morning, and I may not be able to get there right away, but it must be there at noon. If you have anything, just call my mobile phone."

After talking to Tian Zhenglun, Fan Wuyi couldn't sleep and got up. After washing up, I made some breakfast to eat, and it was past eight o'clock as soon as I saw it.

After another while, Chen Jingchu came over. It is necessary to continue to counsel Fan Wuyi to learn foreign languages.

"Today we will have a lot of things in my place, I guess I can't learn it." Fan Wubing thought that he would not only guide the rehearsal of the July 1st party, but also participate in the fiber optic cable offline ceremony of Panshi Heavy Industry. There will be a meal at noon. In the afternoon, There may be other things to do. This time is really not enough!

"You are really busy--when will you have time to learn foreign languages?" Chen Jingchu asked helplessly.

Fan Wubing held his fingers for a long time, and didn't think of a reason, so he sighed and said, "How come I have to wait until the July 1st party is over before I can feel relieved."

"July 1st party? What does that have to do with you?" Chen Jingchu was very curious.

"I can't be the chief director--" Fan Wubing rolled his eyes and said.

So Fan Wuyao talked about the July 1st party, and finally said, "I will go to see the rehearsal in the morning. You can go and see if you are fine. In fact, a few chorus shows are still very good. And there are two new songs that I have composed. I'm sure you will be refreshed and feel that this trip is worthwhile."

Chen Jingchu followed Fan Wuyao suspiciously to the municipal party committee auditorium. Sure enough, I saw that this place was overcrowded, the stage was rehearsing, and the audience was resting. Several leaders were supervising off the stage, and they were busy with lighting, sound effects and everything. After seeing Fan Wuyin's arrival, the people next to him were busy shouting "Fan guide is good."

"Are you really going to be a director?!" Chen Jingchu couldn't be more surprised, and couldn't help sticking his tongue out.

"These days, directors are so good and actors are hard to find. I can't find a female lead singer with a better voice. The chorus here at Panshi is okay. There are very few leading singers. There are so few. It doesn’t work either, it’s really upsetting.” As soon as this question was mentioned. Fan Wuyi had a headache, it was really not good, and only chorus was the only one.

"Leader?" Chen Jingchu asked, "Does the bel canto or the national one?"

Um? Fan Wu was stunned for a while, and then recalled the characteristics of the original singing, and then replied, "Probably it should be an effect between the nationality and the bel canto?"

"Haha, show me the scores. When I was in school, I sang like bel canto and sang like bel canto, so I didn't stick to it. In terms of sound quality, there are really few classmates better than me." Chen Jingchu laughed Said.

Fan Wubing is fine when he hears this. Chen Jingchu's sound quality is very good. If he has studied this knowledge systematically before, he will be quite competent when he can be used as a lead singer. So he asked Liu Jipeng for a copy. The songbook took Chen Jingchu to the small lounge next to her to listen to her singing effect.

Chen Jingchu took the score and tried to sing for a while, got acquainted with the melody, and listened to Fan Wubing sing to her again, mastering the general singing skills, and then pushed Fan Wubing out and contacted him alone. .

After Fan Wubing left, he ran to continue directing the party. The previous program was finished in one go and could be finalized. When it came to the scene of "The Story of Spring", after listening to it, he always felt that the meaning was still unfinished. At this time, Chen Jingchu came out. , Tell Fan Wubing whether to listen to her singing again?

Fan Wubing nodded in agreement and said to Liu Jipeng, and then matched the music. As soon as the headlights passed, Chen Jingchu's voice floated out when the prelude was over.

"It was a spring in 1979

An old man drew a circle on the South China Sea

Mythical rise of cities

Miraculously gather together a golden mountain

Chunlei awakened inside and outside the Great Wall

Chunhui is so warm on both sides of the river——

The people in the audience were a little stunned when they heard it, until Chen Jingchu had finished singing, and it took half a minute to react. Fan Wubing also felt that Chen Jingchu was indeed very suitable for performing the song. It must be red, but singing this song is very popular.

Immediately, the staff ran up to deliver water to Chen Jingchu and asked her to sit down and rest. Fan Wuyi said that if this song were to be sung in a chorus, it would lack the core strength. This time, it suddenly made a lot of effort. The dark horse can't be better to overcome this deficiency.

Fan Wubing was also overjoyed. He couldn’t help but said to Liu Jipeng next to him, “Uncle Liu, you’re really lucky. I just brought a friend here, and I was able to provoke the main beam. This time the party, we, Rock, must Win the first place! Now it's up to all the staff to do their work well, and there will be no problem if they cooperate well in the end!"

Liu Jipeng is also very happy. It seems that for this evening party, I have to invite a few more senior leaders to come over and take a look. When the time comes, I will send the belt to the top. Maybe I will get an honor such as an outstanding contribution award for publicity work. It's really time to show his face this time.

He is specifically responsible for the propaganda work, and naturally he will get the most benefit from this matter. Maybe he can directly pass the hurdle of the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee to the Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee and go straight to the province.

However, Liu Jipeng, looking at the current situation, the Panshi Exhibition is already an ironclad thing. Leaving at this time is very unwise. It is as visionless as leaving Shenzhen in the 1980s. Today's Panshi is Shenzhen ten years ago. A copy of it! If there is any difference between the two, it is that Panshi's exhibition foundation is better than Shenzhen, and it has a larger site, and it is easier to attract talents from the north, because they do not need to leave their homes to adapt to the southern climate, physically and psychologically. Easy to accept the rock.

After Chen Jingchu's song, Fan Wubing arranged for her to cooperate with the chorus team, and the "Spring Story" was a perfect collaboration. As expected, it was very contagious and had a great performance effect.

After singing, Chen Jingchu also felt very excited. Although she was often led by chorus and other activities in school, she was busy doing internships and contacting the work unit after her senior year. She hadn't been there for a long time. Participating in this kind of activity, and following Fan Wubing over today, I really had an addiction.

Fan Wubing also carefully observed Chen Jingchu, and found that her expressiveness is still very good, the stage feels good, it should be said that there is still a strong desire for success in her heart*, so she will choose to walk to the stage to show the students Show yourself, instead of messing with the mediocre life of an agency department.

"Xiao Chen, come here—" Liu Jipeng saw Chen Jingchu jump off the stage, he couldn't help beckoning to her, and said to Fan Wuyao, "What is the origin of this person? You didn't introduce him to him. What about the introduction?"

"Chen Jingchu~lightnovelpub.net~ is a recent graduate directly under the control of my mother. He graduated from Beijing Normal University and has already settled down in the No. 1 Middle School of the city. Uncle Liu, you just want to do it now. It's already late." Fan Wuyi Hehe Smiled.

When Liu Jipeng heard what Fan Wubing said, he knew that his idea of ​​digging people was in vain. Since Fan Wubing is so familiar with Chen Jingchu, there must be something to do, unless Chen Jingchu wants to work in the propaganda system. It's really not good to rob people openly.

But if you don't open such a good seedling, it's really a bit hot! So Liu Jipeng couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Chen, I heard that you have arrived at the City No. 1 High School? Are you interested in switching to the propaganda system?"

Chen Jingchu was stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze to Fan Wubing, wondering who Liu Jipeng meant by this?

Fan Wubing flipped through his pocket, then took out a piece of paper full of words, took out a pen, handed it to Chen Jingchu, and said to her, "Come on, sign here first."

"What is this?" Although Chen Jingchu asked, he still signed the name casually.

"Are you not afraid that I would sell you?" Fan Wuyao said, but he said in his heart that the little girl really trusted me.