The violent aftermath was something that no one except Xiao Qian could have predicted.

It was only when Xu Mingxia found Xiao Qian that he realized that the song he originally planned to repay his uncles in the People's Liberation Army had already been heard in Datian.

"Xiao Qian, things are getting serious."

Xu Mingxia sighed endlessly.

I thought I had found a good song and their music school was working on it to get some spiritual civilization construction award, advanced music culture award or something. Unexpectedly, the General Administration issued an order and this song was requisitioned.

In fact, this is a given.

Due to floods this year, the entire East China region suffered heavy losses, even to the point of requiring international assistance. In order to provide disaster relief, the country has invested huge manpower and material resources, and the People's Liberation Army alone has been dispatched countless times.

Countless olive greens are fighting on the front line of flood relief and disaster relief, and their sacrifices are no less than those in 1998. It’s just that because of the different times, the impact now is not big enough.

But after a disaster, how to rebuild people's hearts and hopes has always been a question that the country is thinking about.

For the military, publicizing the relationship between the military and civilians and integrating the military and the people more closely has always been the top priority in the ideological construction of the military.

At this time, the appearance of "For Whom" happened at the right time and at the right time.

The General Political Department has decided to make this song the top priority of military propaganda this year and serve as a benchmark for establishing the image of the people's military in the new era.

After the order was given, Xu Mingxia felt very empty. It was as if the child she had worked so hard to raise had been snatched away alive.

Xiao Qian understood that she had not turned a corner.

"Auntie, this song does not belong to me, nor does it belong to the Conservatory of Music. It belongs to the People's Army and the entire Chinese people. Only by making this song known to more people can its value be reflected. As a participant, our contribution will surely be remembered by history."

The production of the song at the Magic City Conservatory of Music has come to an end, and it is impossible to re-produce it due to the requisition of the General Administration.

So when this song is sung across the country in the future, producers like them will also shine.

Xu Mingxia stared blankly at Xiao Qian, who was calm and gentle, and suddenly realized that her ideological awareness and structure were not as good as that of a child.

This discovery made her take it out on Li Qingjue after she went back.
Chapter completed!