Seeing Mr. Jiao and Zhou Xing laughing, the last bit of luck in Deng Ke and his friends' hearts disappeared.

At this moment, they also understood where the confidence that Zhou Xing had just trained them and was like training them for grandsons came from here! Here at Mr. Jiao!

"No wonder... Jiao Shuiyun is so arrogant that he lets Zhou Xing take the lead, in addition to his ability, he has such a tough backstage."

It was also at this moment that they finally faced Zhou Xing's ability and were indeed qualified to take the lead, but what's the use of this? It's all too late.

At this time, Mr. Jiao turned to look at them, and his eyes became sharp:

"Zhou Xing said it right. It's only the last month before the military parade. You don't want to rehearse well and have a fight. What's this for? Do you use the military parade as your own land? Are you not allowed to intervene?"

Everyone's heads were sagging, and they didn't dare to breathe for a moment, including the group leader.

Although Mr. Jiao retired, as long as he said a word, these people would have to be in trouble. If they really care about it strictly, it would be very serious to do such an important matter as a military parade. Even if he was removed, he would not be able to argue, because they all saw the scene just now.

"We talk all day long to connect with the masses and let the art penetrate into the masses, but look at you, with a lofty look with nostrils facing the sky, letting you penetrate into the masses, that's not a joke!"

Although it is the end of September now and it is no longer hot indoors, the leader, deputy leader and other leaders have never stopped sweating on their foreheads.

Mr. Jiao said in a deep voice: "Yes, I admit that symphony comes from the West is an elegant art, but art is not a castle in the air, nor is it used for use. It should be adapted to local conditions and conform to the national conditions of our country. Think about it, what are you often performing on important occasions now? Those are your predecessors, who go deep into the people to investigate, understand, and then create works that conform to our country's national conditions. They are the artists of the people. The works they create can make the people like it, rather than Western music that no one can understand!"

Speaking of this, Jiao breathed out and said slowly:

"Not everyone can be an artist, nor can you be called a home if you have achieved your skills. Artists advance together with their art and cultivation, and have both virtue and art. The simple four words are enough to make you strive for your life. If you really are so easy to be, then this title is not worth much!"

Looking around, Old Jiao could only see a low head, but who he was, and he knew what these people thought, and said lightly:

"I know, many of you are unwilling to accept that these are outdated and that people's values ​​have changed dramatically, but you can think about it, from ancient times to the present, which one can be called home in art is not a good name."

Looking at the leader of the group, Jiao said: "I think there are some problems with the ideological atmosphere in your group. It would be fine if it was other units, but you are in the propaganda camp. If your thoughts are biased and crooked, then what is spread can be done? So I suggest that you must carry out ideological education for a period of time, make a pilot, and then promote it to the national art propaganda station!"

"Is there any problem?"

The commander was full of pain, but he could only nod and agreed to what he could say. However, he was glad that Mr. Jiao did not take action against him. However, this treatment was equivalent to a death penalty, and a life penalty could not be escaped. A pilot project was made... I am afraid he would not have any idleness in the next few years.

The performers also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the storm had finally passed. As for ideological education, it was irrelevant to them that they had not studied for a few days in the past, and they didn't care at all.

But what they didn't expect was that Mr. Jiao looked at Zhou Xing at this time: "Looking at this, you can't cooperate well with them. Let's do this, you can change the band."

As soon as those people relaxed, they were shot into the cold palace by Mr. Jiao in a blink of an eye, and they were stunned!

They may not care about ideological education, but this performance is a great contribution. They throw them aside in one sentence. Then, there will probably be no good fruits for them. This matter will definitely become a stain on their future development. You will never think of it in your life. It is impossible to be reused in the future.

"Old Jiao, this, this... there is still one month left. If you ask others to cooperate, it will probably be too late, right?" the leader said quickly, and he couldn't help but be anxious.

Deng Ke and other performers were also anxious, and they all said in a verbal manner like cats that had stepped on their tails:

"Yes, Mr. Jiao, we know we were wrong, and we will never again."

"We have been rehearsing for so long, and we are more familiar with the music. We are rashly looking for someone to come, but there is not enough time..."

"Old Jiao..."

Seeing these people's anxious appearance, Zhou Xing watched coldly. When it came to interests, he finally knew that he regretted it. What had he done long ago?

Although Zhou Xing only had a few contacts with Jiao Lao Liao, Jiao's image was famous nationwide, so he could not rub the sand in his eyes. Moreover, in Jiao Lao's mind, the interests of the country were definitely higher than anything else, otherwise Zhou Xing would not have said that before.

For Mr. Jiao, he cannot be ruthless if he violates national interests, but don’t forget that Mr. Jiao was fighting over thousands of troops.

Sure enough, when he heard these people's begging, Jiao was unmoved and waved his hand and said, "You should educate yourself first, and other things are not what you should consider."

As he said that, Mr. Jiao looked at the group leader: "They are conducting key education, so don't arrange work for the time being."

In an instant, their voices came to an abrupt end, as if they were strangled to their necks, and they almost suffered internal injuries.

I thought there were many people and great power, but I didn't expect to shoot myself in the foot, not regain my own interests, but instead dug a hole to bury myself deeper.

Thinking about the days that followed, these people were crying but couldn't cry, so they could only watch Lao Jiao and Zhou Xing leave. As soon as they walked to the door, Lao Jiao's voice came over:

"I will investigate this matter by placing someone on the verge of attention. I will never tolerate anyone who takes the lead!"

When Jiao Lao's voice came out, the deputy commander standing on one side suddenly froze and his body trembled slightly.

Mr. Jiao didn't notice his reaction, but Zhou Xing noticed it, blinked, but didn't say much, followed Mr. Jiao and the group leader to his office.

The music for Zhou Xing was just a performance team under the Symphony Orchestra, and there were several under the orchestra. After all, the Symphony Orchestra is the most professional in the country. Although Mr. Jiao was dissatisfied with the current situation of the orchestra, he still had to choose among the troupes in order to ensure the effect.
Chapter completed!