I really don't want to fight with gods

chapter 75
neither.

Jing Xiaoqiang has only been in school for just a month, and this is the second time he has come to the Office of Academic Affairs.

Unlike other students who took this place as a gate of hell and trembling with fear, the old fried dough sticks came in with equanimity.

Then it was clear that the teachers had written on their faces: "What kind of child are you from?"

Jing Xiaoqiang studied at the Pingjing Drama Academy, which is known as the most colleges and universities.

Take the Huhai Drama School mentioned by Mrs. Cheng. It has also been the source of talents and beauties since the school was established before the Anti-Japanese War.

It is easy to have a variety of backgrounds for such schools.

It must be much larger than the average college.

He also thought it was a matter of the TV station: "I was seconded to Huhai TV station these few days. Senior Sister Yuan, who majored in broadcasting, came over to write a letter of introduction and a leave of absence."

Invisibly pretending to be forced again.

The aunt, the director of Guijianchou, couldn't help knocking on the table: "Last time it was the Conservatory of Music who seconded you to be a teaching assistant in the vocal music department, and last week it was the TV station who seconded you as a choreographer. Come and see, four years in college. How many units can you have on secondment?"

Jing Xiaoqiang continued to think that he was affecting the teaching order, and went up to make a smile: "I also want to win glory for the academy...Fuck!"

Then it stopped abruptly.

Because I saw an official letter with a red head and a red five-pointed star on the desk of the dean of academic affairs, I have the cultural and art troupe of our department seconded Comrade Jing Xiaoqiang, a grade 90 student of your school, to assist in completing important tasks. Please handle it as soon as possible. should……

Obviously it is a parallel writing unit, but there is a kind of hurry, don't be long-winded!
Jing Xiaoqiang couldn't help but lie out. Of course, as soon as he saw the three characters of the art troupe, he immediately understood why the fool Lu Xi was excited and hesitant to speak the day before, and why Sister Fang was pulling her.

It's clear that they knew about it, and then they didn't say it publicly in front of other people to show face to men.

Aunt Guijianchou didn't care about his swear words: "What? You're still surprised. If it wasn't for the three words of the art troupe, I thought you would be transferred to develop an atomic bomb. What's the matter?"

Jing Xiaoqiang really didn't know: "This is the art troupe of the Air Force. I composed a piece of "Rhapsody in the Blue Sky" with the symphony orchestra and gave it to them, maybe because of this."

So pretend again.

The teachers who originally came to the Academic Affairs Office to listen to the gossip finally couldn't help: "Which symphony orchestra?"

"What "Rhapsody in the Blue Sky"?"

"Did you still talk about your dream of the musical last time?"

Jing Xiaoqiang, who had a dream of a fart musical, had no choice but to nod and say, "Mmmm, I rehearsed this piece with the Shanghai Symphony Orchestra during the summer vacation, showing the scene of the air force ground crew in full swing preparing for the training."

He said it lightly, and all teachers in their 40s and [-]s are in awe.

The ability to write songs is already very good, and those who can write songs with a symphony orchestra are definitely not ordinary songwriters.

Everyone is an expert in the Shanghai film and television drama industry, and I don’t mean to despise anyone. None of you here has the energy to pull in the symphony orchestra to make a piece together.

Don't look at the symphony orchestra is more than a kilometer away, don't look at the literary and art circles, that is another one-third of an acre, and the dean is not necessarily easy to use, even the conservatory of music, which has its own system, can be mobilized. not much.

But it is enough to mobilize the symphony orchestra, and the works can be sent directly to the art troupe.

That's another, more chasm-like system.

Anyone with a little social common sense and institutional experience understands that the ability to cross systems is the most powerful.

Oh, and I have to add Huhai TV.

This pile of relationship households is simply jumping horizontally.

How big of a background does it take to suppress this multi-dwelling scene?

Anyway, no one has thought that Jing Xiaoqiang is purely relying on talent?

So seeing him still a little puzzled, Aunt Gui Jianchou is kind: "Why are you still standing there, this letter of introduction has already been opened, hurry up, remember to win glory for the academy, the academy is your strong backing."

Jing Xiaoqiang had to ask where the art troupe was. Fortunately, there was a phone number on the secondment letter, the kind that had to be transferred manually.

No one at the scene knew about it, and it already involved secrets that couldn't be asked.

Raise Jing Xiaoqiang's force again.

During lunch in the cafeteria, the teachers were all discussing this matter.

Every semester, film and television crews, film studios, and TV stations find students on secondment from colleges, and they all need various approvals.

The school is still very unwilling to use it as a key project for the school ethos.

The last time Jing Xiaoqiang was seconded at the Conservatory of Music was the first time in history, but he still asked the head of the department to sign it.

This time, even the Dean of Academic Affairs approved it without asking the Dean to sign.

They are talking about who the old comrades surnamed Jing are.

Comrade Xiaojing was thinking of going back early and going back early, and he was going to drive to the hotel when he came out.

Then suddenly I felt it was unnecessary.

Why has he always been wary of Lu Xi.

Well, this is the situation in front of me. When the oil is mixed with honey, the rocket booster generally soars into the sky.

Is it fair to deal with evil words?
Shameless when you can't say good things, and then say it's unfair when you get cleaned up?

Getting and giving are always proportional.

Now, with Jing Xiaoqiang's ability, he is completely incapable of making trouble.

Right.

At the age of 50, you can clearly weigh the pros and cons.

Including no need to drive a luxury car to show off in front of the leaders of the art troupe.

This is two different things from deliberately smearing oneself in front of a married family.

Getting married will only think you are naughty.

So sitting in the taxi, Jing Xiaoqiang told himself that he should try to fool things as simply as possible, no matter what it was, he would probably just fool them all.

In fact, the distance is not too far. Near another airport in the city, Jing Xiaoqiang even saw the building of the airline dormitory, which once again illustrates the special situation of the integration of the military and the land.

Then turned into a compound that looked very ordinary, with a small red brick building, a solemn auditorium, and vigorous figures coming in and out in military uniforms everywhere.

It made Jing Xiaoqiang's liver tremble a little.

He's just an ordinary returnee.

I just want to sing and sing, collect rent, and buy a few suites.

The taxi was stopped by a serious soldier at the gate of the courtyard. After checking the letter of introduction and the secondment letter, Jing Xiaoqiang was only asked to get out of the car and go in.

This gutless guy is a little envious of the taxi driver who turns around and runs away.

Of course, Jing Xiaoqiang was not allowed to run around casually, and a little soldier took him to the regiment leader's office.

The heroic mother Lu was sitting behind the desk, and looked out from the window of the bungalow: "Didn't Xiaoxi say you bought a car and you are not allowed to drive in?"

Na na na, that fool Lu Xi also said that it has nothing to do with the family, this is not to tell her mother everything.

Jing Xiaoqiang was succinct and clear: "No, I don't drive any time except for running farther and for work..."

Speaking of which, he suddenly remembered that he didn't have a driver's license!

Hurry up and ask Uncle Cheng to do something about it.

The deputy head of the cultural and art troupe smiled: "You are mature and prudent. A boy of this age would like to show off with a car. It's good, sit down, how are you with Xiaoxi during this time?"

Where is this secondment work? It's clearly interrogating the son-in-law by the way.

In this life, even if you die outside.

Jing Xiaoqiang is reluctant to be bound by this: "You may have misunderstood, I am going to school, working part-time, doing some small business, and I have no idea of ​​falling in love with someone, at least not with Lu Xi, and I don't want to get any light from her. , I really do want to live a freer life, and I don't want my emotional marriage to be under so much pressure."

In the last sentence, he pointed at the office daringly, full of military atmosphere, and the walls were covered with various military flags and pennants, all of them in military uniforms and occasional photos of Zhongshan suits.

This has been said very clearly.

Unexpectedly, Lu's mother laughed, and got up to pour him a glass of water, and brought it to the coffee table with the chain link white cloth.

Then sat down on the artificial leather single sofa on the other side across the coffee table: "I understand your feelings very well. I also had the same concerns more than 20 years ago. I wanted to dance and climb the peak of art with all my heart. I'm still unwilling, and feel that it's not what I imagined, but my life and work in the past 20 years tell me that this is the happiest and most beautiful 20 years."

Jing Xiaoqiang is polite and disciplined: "Well, I know Lu Xi grew up in a happy family, but this is your life experience, not mine, I wish Lu Xi a happy future, but I myself yearn for freedom, no Any little personal freedom under pressure, isn't it illegal?"

Mother Lu was really not angry at all, not even the majesty she saw last time, she always smiled with interest, and nodded: "Well, I understand I understand, our family is a bit special, so I won't give it to you. Pressure, take your time, don't worry, let's talk about this time first, the song is very good, there is an important performance in Pingjing in November, I decided to send someone to use this song, you guide me, I believe you I know better than anyone what this song is about."

Jing Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "Okay, can I do it now?"

Mother Lu nodded again and again: "Just over there in the rehearsal hall, I won't go with you, so as not to feel pressure again, hahaha!"

As soon as she joked, she couldn't help but laugh.

It seems to be really satisfied.

She picked up the hand-cranked phone on the table and hummed, and immediately a young female soldier came and took Jing Xiaoqiang over with a serious expression.

Immediately smash the little bit of life that I had just now to shreds.

How dare Jing Xiaoqiang provoke it.

Just want to quickly fool two words and leave.

(End of this chapter)