Chapter 262 The Road is Wider
Lin Anan read the introduction of each position in the letter word by word, thoughtfully.
This certificate seemed to open countless doors to a whole new world for her. The road ahead suddenly became broad and full of possibilities.
She leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes slightly, and thought carefully about her future plans.
Jiang Tong's biggest worry has finally been resolved, and he will have a good life from now on.
Lin Anan is clear about the reforms and changes in the next few decades. She has a good hand and can make no mistakes no matter how she plays.
But Lin Anan didn't want to be a tycoon who had all the power and control over the lifeline of business. She didn't understand cutting-edge technology and couldn't build airplanes or missiles.
After the reform and opening up, if she has the chance, she will invest to make some money, such as buying some land in Kyoto or Shanghai...
The main theme is a relaxing and enjoyable one.
As for the jobs mentioned in this letter, I have to say that they are the most popular ones at the moment and will also be very promising in the future.
As long as the foreign affairs department is good enough, it can participate in various international conferences and foreign affairs receptions, and use its foreign language expertise to help diplomatic affairs proceed smoothly, which is quite promising.
As for foreign trade, it is still in its early stages and is closely linked to commercial trade. It can help domestic products go abroad, introduce high-quality foreign resources, and contribute to the economic wave.
The security and intelligence departments are government units with a high degree of confidentiality. They use foreign language skills to crack key information and protect state secrets, and their responsibilities are as heavy as a mountain.
Lin Anan doesn't need to consider the field of education at all. Although the intention of being a teacher is good and cultural communication is of utmost importance, it is also relatively hard and her body cannot bear it.
If she really wants to work, Lin Anan actually hopes to join the military system, become a comrade-in-arms with Chu Mingzhou, and contribute to the country in different ways.
I can also protect him silently!
As for which position in the military system is more suitable...
Military translators can become the mouthpiece of a military region and play a key role in military exchanges, joint military exercises and other occasions to ensure that orders are accurately conveyed.
The intelligence analysis position is the eyes of the military region. It works silently behind the scenes, unravelling massive amounts of foreign language information and providing strong support for military decision-making. It is also quite great.
Military diplomatic positions are much more complicated, requiring both diplomatic wisdom and military proficiency. If you move up higher and higher, you will eventually have to demonstrate the demeanor of a great power on the international military stage.
If Lin Anan were really given the choice, she might choose a military translator or intelligence analyst position.
The reason is simple: the job is easy, not far from home, and she knows many foreign languages very well, so she should be able to do better than the average person.
Lin Anan folded the letter again and put it in the drawer.
It’s too early to say these things now. If you want to be competent at your job, you must take better care of your health and, if you get the opportunity, take the intermediate and advanced certification exams.
Only if you have good conditions can you have more choices.
No matter in what era, important positions require talents.
Lin Anan had just finished tidying up when Lin Zihuai came back.
"What's going on?"
Seeing that he had a frown on his face and looked unhappy, Lin Anan asked.
Lin Zihuai sat down on the chair and sighed heavily, "Sister, our group has a big performance, I can't go!"
As he spoke, he scratched his hair irritably. His originally neat hairstyle became messy, with a few strands of hair standing up stubbornly, looking a little funny.
Lin Anan walked up to him and patted his shoulder gently, "Why are you so angry? You're injured, and this is not the time to fight."
Lin Zihuai raised his head, looked at Lin Anan, and paused for a long while.
"Sister, why don't you teach me how to write songs? I really like "Moon Over the Gobi Desert". It's almost become my famous song, but it was written by you after all."
Lin Anan was slightly stunned and felt that this was actually feasible.
If Lin Zihuai learns to write lyrics and compose music, his future path will be broader and longer.
Moreover, excellent original work can greatly increase a person's self-confidence.
Given his current situation, this is actually a good idea.
"Okay, I'll teach you, but writing a song isn't that easy. It takes a lot of thought."
After all, Lin Anan has a modern brain. Although Lin Zihuai has a high musical talent, he has never seen much and his thinking is relatively narrow.
Lin Zihuai's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "Sister, I know, I'm not afraid of hard work. You don't know, every time I play "Moon over the Gobi Desert", everyone loves it! I think it would be great if I could create a song like that."
He spoke with great joy, all his previous frustration gone.
Lin Anan pulled a chair over, sat down opposite Lin Zihuai, and began to talk about some simple things, "To write a song, you must first have inspiration, and the source of inspiration is very wide, the little things in life, the ups and downs of emotions, the scenery you see, can all become triggers.
Just like "Moon over the Gobi Desert", I created it for the art troupe with the sentiments of the Northwest, and this is the inspiration for the creation..."
Lin Zihuai listened attentively and nodded continuously, "Sister, I understand. What should we do after we get the inspiration?"
“Once you have inspiration, you have to think about the framework of the song, and arrange the beginning, development, turning point, climax and trough. The melody must fit the theme, either exciting or melodious, just like adding music to a story.
The lyrics should also be concise and charming, and be able to accurately convey the emotions you want to express. Like "The moonlight sprinkles on the Gobi Desert, winding out a river of longing", just a few words can outline a picture full of emotions. "
Lin Zihuai nodded seriously, humming the tune of "Moon over the Gobi Desert" and tapping his fingers unconsciously on the table. After a while, he looked up and said, "Sister, I seem to have some feeling, but...what if it doesn't sound good when I write it down?"
Lin Anan was amused by him. "Do you think you are a great musician? It's like this at the beginning. How can you achieve success overnight? Write more and practice more, and explore slowly. Even if you don't write well, it is also a process of accumulating experience. Besides, you have a musical foundation and your grasp of melody is better than that of ordinary people. Just be bold and try it."
"Yeah, I understand sis!"
Lin Anan wanted to borrow a musical instrument from Lu Qing. Since Lin Zihuai happened to be at home during this period, she could teach him if he wanted.
"Xiaolan will have a holiday tomorrow. I promised to teach her English. You can learn it with me."
Lin Zihuai was grinning one second and not the next, "Ah? I still have to learn English?"
"yes!"
"But I..."
"Don't you want to write English songs after you learn it? Think about it, if you write an English song, what will people think of you?"
Lin Anan started to make promises.
Lin Zihuai accepted it with pleasure.
Lin Anan prepared lunch a little early. She didn’t know much, but she tried her best!
Fortunately, the dishes turned out to be exquisite.
Put the meals into lunch boxes one by one.
This meal was mainly for the two little ones who were taking exams, and Chu Mingzhou was just there for the fun.
He asked Lin Zihuai to deliver it to the two little guys, while he himself would deliver it to Chu Mingzhou's camp.
The first time she delivered food to him, Lin Anan was a little nervous...
The last time she went to the special operations camp was to cooperate with the translation work. After that, she never thought about going there to deliver meals or anything. Every day, Chu Mingzhou rushed back to cook for her.
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