Wang Yueheng looked up and saw a young female officer in a naval uniform, with a beautiful face and outstanding temperament. Her shoulder insignia indicated that she was a lieutenant in the cultural troupe.
Wang Yueheng recognized her; she was one of the soloists in the troupe, named Su Yuqing.
He was already somewhat famous in the entertainment industry before enlisting in the army, having starred in several military-themed TV dramas, and he also had good singing skills.
"No problem, Teacher Su." Wang Yueheng nodded politely.
"Teacher Wang, look here, 'crossing mountains and plains,' when I'm interpreting it, should I emphasize the momentum more, or should I focus more on the smoothness of the melody?"
With a perfectly warm smile befitting a member of a performing arts troupe, Su Yuqing spread the sheet music on the table and pointed to a section, asking a question.
Her questions sounded very professional, but she leaned forward slightly, her bright eyes fixed on Wang Yueheng.
Besides seeking advice, there seemed to be a different, more personal interest mixed in with his eyes.
Wang Yueheng immediately realized that the other party's real intention was not what it seemed.
He maintained a professional distance, his gaze fixed on the sheet music, and calmly explained, "The emotions here are layered and progressive; momentum and fluency are not contradictory. The key lies in breath support and the strength of enunciation. You need to sing with that sense of grandeur, like traversing thousands of mountains and rivers, but the tone shouldn't be harsh; it should be round and full..."
He gave a brief demonstration, then lowered his head and focused on eating, clearly not wanting to talk more.
Su Yuqing seemed somewhat unwilling to give up, so she asked a few more trivial questions in an attempt to close the distance between them.
It subtly expresses the hope for more communication and mutual learning in the future.
Wang Yueheng gave only a polite and brief response, maintaining his work focus throughout.
"Teacher Su, I've finished eating. You can continue eating. We can discuss the song during rehearsals anytime."
Soon, Wang Yueheng finished the food on his plate, wiped his mouth with a tissue, stood up, and said.
After saying that, he nodded to Su Yuqing, picked up his tray, and left without giving her any opportunity to ask for his personal contact information.
Looking at Wang Yueheng's tall and aloof back, Su Yuqing's perfect smile froze for a moment.
It then turned into a hint of disappointment and frustration that was hard to conceal.
She believes she has excellent qualities and is quite popular within the group and even in the entertainment industry.
Surprisingly, she didn't attract this man at all.
...
While Wang Yueheng was dealing with Su Yuqing at the restaurant.
Deputy Regiment Commander Zheng Junming had returned to his dormitory, locked the door, took a deep breath, and dialed a number he had treasured for a long time.
The phone rang for a long time before being answered. A frail but remarkably steady voice came from the other end: "Hello, who is this?"
"Old Commander! It's me, Xiao Zheng, Zheng Junming from the Navy Cultural Troupe!"
Zheng Junming immediately straightened his back and introduced himself, his tone extremely respectful, even a little nervous.
The elderly man on the other end of the phone was a retired leader from the General Political Department's cultural system who had been retired for many years, but whose influence remained. His surname was Lei, and he was known as Old Master Lei.
He was known for his strict discipline, impartiality, and intolerance of any wrongdoing.
Back then, a leader of a cultural troupe with a powerful background was reported by his subordinates for his lifestyle issues. The evidence was not very conclusive, and many people felt that they could not touch him.
As a result, Old Master Lei personally supervised the case, and despite the pressure, he investigated it thoroughly, ultimately leading to the dismissal and prosecution of the perpetrator, which shocked the entire army.
In Zheng Junming's mind, this old leader was the embodiment of military discipline and regulations.
"Oh, Xiao Zheng, what's the matter?" Old Master Lei's voice was calm and even.
"Old Commander, I have something to report! A local singer named Wang Yueheng recently joined our regiment. He's quite famous. But I don't know what Commander Li and the others were thinking, they actually want to specially recruit him into the army! They're going to give him the rank of Second Lieutenant! Just because he wrote a few songs!"
"Old comrade, this...this is completely against the special recruitment procedure! What are we, the veteran comrades who follow the rules, supposed to think? Isn't this giving special treatment? I'm worried..."
Zheng Junming seemed to have found his pillar of support and immediately began to make accusations.
Fearing too much resistance, he deliberately omitted the name of Major General Tang Zhongru, who had taken the initiative to make the decision.
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