This patriotic animated short series could be broadcast on CCTV-1 without any problem!
"Let's leave this question for now."
"I'm going to have a meeting with the other station leaders to discuss this."
After a moment of silence.
Only after listening to the entire song did Deputy Director Tao Chang'an slowly nod.
He indicated that he would consider the matter.
"Oh, right."
"Remember to send the entire short drama, especially the ending theme song, to my email later."
Before leaving, Deputy Director Tao Chang'an glanced meaningfully at the screen and reminded Editor-in-Chief Su Baiwen.
"Okay, Director Tao, I'll send it to you right away!"
Su Baiwen said with a look of surprise.
Unexpectedly, what moved the station director to change his mind was...
It turned out to be this song with a simple yet incredibly inspiring melody.
Since this deputy director has brought up the matter to discuss it with other leaders.
That's probably a sure thing.
As long as there is no strong opposition from other leaders, Wang Yueheng's short drama will definitely be able to be broadcast smoothly on CCTV-6!
"Yue Heng, I've done my best. Whether we can pass or not is up to fate..."
After seeing off Deputy Director Tao Chang'an and the others, Su Baiwen thought to himself.
He then sent Wang Yueheng a text message: "The station has seen your new short drama, and the leaders think it's good. Keep it up!"
The subtext of this statement was also meant to tell Wang Yueheng.
His short drama is expected to air on Channel 6.
This also served as a way of repaying Wang Yueheng for giving him a last-minute interview and helping him out of his immediate predicament.
...
At the same time.
Ruixian, a small border town.
On an SUV parked on the side of the road.
The younger brother, A-Qiang, with his tattooed arms, sat in the driver's seat with his legs propped up on the steering wheel.
They are waiting with their elder brother Chen Anren to meet with another overseas fraud leader.
"Wang Yueheng is a real genius. Every song he sings is a classic."
"I haven't had enough of 'Men Don't Cry,' and now a new song is here."
The phone held by my younger brother, A-Qiang, was playing the background music from the latest short drama, "Those Years, Those Rabbits, Those Things."
Even if he is a low-level hoodlum.
When he saw the data on the screen symbolizing the rise of China, A-Qiang, who only had a junior high school education, felt genuinely proud of his country.
Although I never care about current affairs or major national development events.
But Ah-Qiang also knew.
When I was a child, the village roads were always muddy on rainy days.
Now it's all paved with cement and asphalt, spacious and flat.
When I was a child, power outages were frequent, so my grandparents always kept candles on hand to light the lamps.
Nowadays, the streets are full of streetlights and neon signs.
Lighting candles during a power outage seems like a distant memory from a dream.
Back in my childhood, having a TV and a refrigerator was considered incredibly wealthy.
Nowadays, even a 1,000 yuan phone is considered outdated by young people in the village.
They want to get the latest phone every now and then...
These are all true reflections of the rise of China in Wang Yueheng's short drama.
It's a pity.
Because no one around him could guide him properly after he dropped out of school early, A-Qiang unexpectedly went astray.
It started with bullying classmates and then led to involvement in illegal transactions.
And they went further and further down this path.
These days, even living a normal life is a luxury.
Putting aside other things.
Even normal discussions about marriage are impossible.
Who would want to marry an uneducated hoodlum with a criminal record...?
"Proud young man, huh? I'm just the kind of young man everyone despises from the bottom of their hearts..."
Listening to Wang Yueheng's singing, A-Qiang's deep-seated sense of helplessness and powerlessness resurfaced.
He wished he had a positive friend like Wang Yueheng to help him out as soon as possible.
Otherwise, things wouldn't have gotten this bad, and we wouldn't be in such a deep and messy situation now.
Until one day it was too late to turn back, and he spent the rest of his life in prison like other thugs.
"What, you think you can change your ways and become a good person just by listening to a song?"
Chen Anren turned to look at his suddenly emotional younger brother, and said with a grin, his stubble-covered face a picture of sullen emotion.
"Ha, I'd like to know, but would the police give me a chance?"
Ah Qiang chuckled self-deprecatingly.
The idea of having a change of heart is just something that happens when you're reminded of something you see or hear.
He knew the heinous things he had done, how many families had been ruined and destroyed because of his fraud.
Once caught by the police, he will be sentenced to at least twenty or thirty years.
"Proud passion is not for me."
"I am filthy black blood, a wicked bloodsucking bug, ha ha."
Ah-Qiang swung his legs, which were propped up in front of him to block the wind, looking like he had nothing to lose.
"Buzzing~"
Just then.
A text message notification suddenly appeared on A-Qiang's phone.
And this notification was actually sent by the boss.
Unless there are extremely special circumstances.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, the boss would never send text messages to these henchmen privately.
"what the hell…"
Ah-Qiang, who was listening to music, muttered as he clicked on the text message notification.
"There's a mole among you. Don't make a sound. Find an opportunity to take him out!"
Just a short sentence.
This instantly sent a chill down A-Qiang's spine.
An undercover agent? One of my own people?
Ah-Qiang instinctively wanted to look at Chen An-Ren beside him.
But seeing the reminder in the text message made me not to make any noise.
Ah Qiang resisted the urge to turn around and look at Chen Anren.
After secretly swallowing his saliva.
He quietly reached for the pistol hidden at his waist with his left hand.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Anren noticed something unusual about the underling beside him and asked curiously while smoking a cigarette.
"It's nothing, damn it, a scam text message actually got sent to me..."
"If I find out who sent this to me, I'll definitely pour chili water on their anus."
Ah Qiang turned off his phone screen, trying to remain calm, and muttered under his breath.
"Hahaha."
"What if it was sent by a female piglet?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Anren couldn't help but burst into laughter.
It's quite funny that a scam text message was sent to the scammer's phone.
Those unfortunate souls who were kidnapped and forced to engage in fraud in places like Myanmar were referred to as "piglets" within the group.
It implies that these unarmed ordinary people are at the mercy of others.
"Female piglet, female piglet is..."
"By the way, Ren-ge, do you think we'll get targeted by the police while we're on this mission?"
"Otherwise, why hasn't the person in charge of making contact arrived yet?"
However, his younger brother, A-Qiang, was not in the mood for joking at all and suddenly changed the subject, asking a question.
He knew.
Since the boss ordered him to kill the undercover police officer next to him.
Therefore, this rendezvous mission is definitely canceled.
It's even possible that assassins from within the group might be sent to deal with them.
However.
When I heard Wang Yueheng singing "Proud Youth" again on my phone.
Looking back on my terrible past and my bleak future.
A strange thought suddenly arose in A-Qiang's mind.
As this crazy idea grew stronger...
He suddenly became bolder and was no longer so fearful and panicked.
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