lcionline Chapter 50 The "People's Artist" Delivered to Our Doorstep
Chapter 50 The "People's Artist" Delivered to Our Doorstep
Lin Hanjiang guessed Li Shuangjiang's intentions as soon as he entered the room.
One doesn't visit the temple without a reason.
Especially someone like Li Shuangjiang, with his status and busy schedule.
Rather than sitting here passively listening to the expected praise, being gradually led into that predetermined position by the other party's flattery, it's better to take the initiative and point it out, and take control of the pace.
Li Shuangjiang's smile faltered slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.
He hadn't expected this young man to be so bold and direct.
Even Jin Tielin, who had been sitting upright as if on a mountain, ready to play the role of introducer, unconsciously tightened his grip on the teacup.
A sense of surprise welled up inside me, and I was even a little annoyed by the kid's recklessness.
This kid's got too big for his britches, huh?
Zhang Ye was so frightened he almost bit his tongue. He turned sharply and glared at Lin Hanjiang, his eyes filled with the horror of "Are you crazy?"
My junior brother is usually very composed, so why is he being so reckless in front of the two teachers today?
Li Shuangjiang glanced at Jin Tielin, who was pretending to quietly sip his tea, and received a slight nod from the latter.
He then turned to face Lin Hanjiang.
"Haha, Hanjiang, you're very perceptive. I'm here today because I have something important to discuss with you and Lao Jin in person."
Li Shuangjiang paused for a moment, his smile fading as he became serious.
"Your performance and your work not only moved us judges, but also attracted the attention and importance of relevant leaders. The leaders believe that such works and talents, which are highly unified in terms of ideology, artistry, and entertainment, and can truly express the voice of the people and the strong voice of the times, are very precious and are exactly what our national art stage urgently needs."
He paused briefly, allowing the weight of his words to settle, before clearly stating his true purpose.
"Our General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe, as the vanguard of the military's cultural and artistic front, is currently preparing a high-profile gala with the theme of 'Celebrating the Great Cause of Reform and Embracing the New Era.' When the troupe's leaders and the directing team were selecting programs, they all thought of you and your songs. We believe that there are no works more fitting for the theme."
Then, Li Shuangjiang's voice became even more earnest, carrying an undeniable sincerity.
"Therefore, on behalf of the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe, I formally and sincerely extend an invitation to you, Lin Hanjiang, to participate in the rehearsals and performance of this gala. This is not a commercial performance; it is a glorious political mission and a valuable opportunity to report your artistic achievements to the country and the people."
As soon as he finished speaking, the living room became extremely quiet.
This gives Lin Hanjiang time to consider.
Zhang Ye had already held her breath, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt, her eyes filled with excitement as she looked at Lin Hanjiang.
My junior brother is finally about to embark on the path of enlightenment.
First came the Young Singers Competition, then he joined the performing arts troupe, and then he was recommended to perform on the Spring Festival Gala, becoming a household name.
The General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe's gala is a top-tier stage that many professional singers dream of but find difficult to perform on.
It's not that it's anything special, but it's definitely not as good as the Spring Festival Gala.
But this also means that they have been accepted by the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe.
Anyone who is willing can work at the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe.
However, Li Shuangjiang had not finished speaking.
The solemnity on his face hadn't faded, but it was now tinged with the concern of an elder for the future of a younger generation.
"Also, Hanjiang, if I remember correctly, you're graduating this summer, right?"
Lin Hanjiang nodded: "Yes, Teacher Li, the end of June."
"good!"
Li Shuangjiang gently patted the sofa armrest.
"You are a promising young talent with impeccable political background, top-notch professional skills, sound ideology, and a strong sense of responsibility to the times. You are exactly the kind of fresh blood that our General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe is most eager to absorb. You are the pillar of the future military arts and culture cause."
Today, taking this opportunity at Teacher Jin's home, I can also express our sincerity to you on behalf of the whole family.
As long as you are willing, you don't need to worry about job placement after graduation at all; the doors of the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe are open to you.
Once you graduate, the organization will assign someone to assist you with all the necessary procedures. The organization will give you the highest priority and best consideration and arrangements regarding your position, salary, and future training.
Your stage should not, and will never, be limited to the glory of a single competition or the fleeting moment of fame at a certain gala.
Your stage is in the General Political Department, in the military, and on a broader, more sublime national stage where you can realize your artistic ideals and patriotic sentiments.
That was a huge statement, and even Lin Hanjiang felt uneasy about it at that moment.
Li Shuangjiang's current position is not high, but he is respected.
That must have been something the General Political Department leadership instructed Li Shuangjiang to say.
Pressed down by the weight of national duty, Lin Hanjiang really didn't know how to refuse.
Just like a performance that has been rehearsed countless times, he was exceptionally confident.
But when it comes to going on stage, I still get nervous.
Lin Hanjiang thought he could easily handle it, but now it seems he overestimated himself.
That unfamiliar road seemed to have some appeal.
The General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe is one of the highest-level art troupes in the country.
The highest hall of military arts!
It represents a clear and broad road paved with flowers and applause for "People's Artists".
Li Shuangjiang, one of the pillars of the General Political Department, personally visited to extend an invitation and make such a weighty promise.
This goes beyond a simple opportunity.
It was as if fate had handed Lin Hanjiang a medal representing supreme glory, and all he had to do was reach out and accept it, and he would rise to the top in one step, with a bright future ahead.
Jin Tielin remained silent, only sipping the tea in his cup, which was gradually cooling down.
His silence itself is an attitude.
An attitude that completely entrusts the choice to the disciples.
There was no coercion; the only hope was that Lin Hanjiang wouldn't follow the mainstream path.
Zhang Ye's heart was pounding like a drum as he watched Lin Hanjiang, who remained motionless, deep in thought.
I hope Lin Hanjiang will choose to join a performing arts troupe instead of participating in some pop music competition.
But Lin Hanjiang still has debts, and it's unclear what his choice will be.
That's why she was worried.
Lin Hanjiang sat on the sofa with his back straight and his hands neatly placed on his knees.
He could clearly feel the eagerness and expectation in Li Shuangjiang's eyes.
He could also sense the complex emotions hidden beneath the deep silence of Teacher Jin beside him.
They all wanted him to be integrated into the cultural troupe's system.
Even his senior sister Zhang Ye, who was worried about him, was the same.
Lin Hanjiang was filled with a myriad of thoughts.
One is a sunny avenue that everyone envies, covered with a red carpet.
One was a precarious, narrow bridge that he had planned in secret, but which others saw as dangerous and precarious.
There is no right or wrong, and everyone will live a good life.
After winning the CCTV Young Singers Competition, his life will no longer be as bitter and tiring as it was in his previous life.
He also didn't want to enjoy things that followed a set routine.
"Teacher Li, Teacher Jin, I've thought it through..."