Chapter 1115 The Art Troupe's Unexpected Success: The Online Momentum Grows Stronger and Stronger. Zheng Junming originally thought that the old leader, who always emphasized rules, would immediately fly into a rage and support his point of view.

They even immediately called the group to inquire and stop it.

However, after hearing Wang Yueheng's name, there was a strange silence on the other end of the phone.

"Wang Yueheng? You mean that singer who wrote 'Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales' and 'The Lone Warrior,' and last night sang 'Beijing Beijing,' saving a young man who was about to commit suicide?"

A few seconds later, Grandpa Lei's voice rang out again.

Instead of showing any anger, he spoke in a gentle tone that Zheng Junming had never heard before.

Zheng Junming was taken aback: "It's...it's him...Old Chief, you know him too?"

"certainly!"

Grandpa Lei's voice suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable certainty, "How could I not know such a young man? I have my grandson play his songs for me every day! The grandeur of 'Wanjiang' and the scope of 'Tiandi Longlin'! Not to mention he is the youngest member of the Chinese Opera Association."

Grandpa Lei paused for a moment, then continued, "Young Zheng, I think you're not worried about the rules, you're just feeling resentful, aren't you?"

Zheng Junming's face flushed red when his secret was exposed: "Old Chief, I..."

"Let me tell you!" Old Master Lei interrupted him, his voice booming, "Rules are rigid, but people are flexible! For a once-in-a-century genius like Wang Yueheng, we have to make special arrangements! What does 'special treatment' mean? It means treasuring talent! Let me tell you, if I hadn't retired, if he hadn't been the first to be noticed by your navy, our air force cultural troupe and the cultural troupe from Lao Lu's side would have been fighting tooth and nail for him! I heard they're kicking themselves for not acting sooner! Your navy just got a steal! Do you understand?"

Zheng Junming was completely dumbfounded. Holding the microphone, he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word.

He felt that his worldview had been turned upside down.

Even the most principled Chief Lei is actually... siding with Wang Yueheng?

And you're saying the Air Force and Army are scrambling for it? The Navy is just picking up the scraps?

"Little Zheng," Old Master Lei's tone softened somewhat, but still carried a warning, "keep your little schemes to yourself. Having such a talent join us is a blessing for your naval arts troupe and a boon for our military's cultural development! Cooperate well and don't cause any trouble! Do you hear me?"

“…I heard you, old chief,” Zheng Junming replied listlessly.

"Okay, then that's settled."

Click, the other end of the phone hung up.

Zheng Junming stood there dumbfounded, holding the microphone that was emitting a busy tone, his face burning as if he had been slapped hard across the face from afar.

All his reliance and reasons seemed so ridiculous and pale in the face of the old leader's series of praises and reprimands.

Greatly disappointed, he opened the office door, intending to wash his face and calm down.

Just as I reached the corner of the corridor, I ran into Wang Yueheng, who was walking back after finishing his meal.

Seeing the deputy regimental commander's less-than-pleasant expression, Wang Yueheng maintained basic politeness, stopped, and nodded slightly: "Deputy Regimental Commander Zheng."

Zheng Junming suddenly saw Wang Yueheng, and feeling guilty, a look of panic flashed across his face.

He stammered, managing a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Ah... it's Comrade Yue Heng... have you... finished eating? Rehearsals must have been tough, get some rest..."

After saying that, he practically fled in panic, not daring to look Wang Yueheng in the eye.

Wang Yueheng raised an eyebrow slightly as he watched Zheng Junming's hasty departure.

With his domineering facial skills, he could easily see through the other person's evasive and guilty eyes.

He immediately guessed that this deputy commander probably wasn't very welcoming to him.

They might even have done some underhanded things behind the scenes.