Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

Director Wang was very upset after hearing this. Zhang Xingwang seemed quite serious today and not as playful as usual. He felt that this kid was finally reliable for once, but he didn't expect that he would go astray again in the end.

I guess this singing show is also prepared for Xiao Song, but isn’t it a bit ridiculous that you come to work just to sing for Xiao Song? Then he collapsed and yelled at Zhang Xingwang:

"You can sing? What a novelty! Everyone can sing. What's so great about it?"

After a pause, Director Wang, who was angry, remembered that this guy was not smart and his brain circuit was probably disconnected temporarily.

After thinking about the guy's voice, for the sake of his own and Xiao Song's ears, he suppressed his anger and said earnestly:

“Xingwang, I can understand that you have a little hobby, but work is work, and it can’t be confused with other things, understand?

You are still young. Aunt Wang thinks you have a bright future as a purchasing agent. Will you listen to my advice?

You can see whoever you want to see every day when you work here, so why do you have to sing?"

"But I can really sing, and I even figured out the songs myself."

"Um... have you studied music? But Aunt Wang, this isn't an art troupe."

"Although I can't play music, I have a very gifted brain."

"If you haven't even learned music, don't try to learn to sing. If you really have an idea, wouldn't it be better to be more practical?

Besides, with your unreliable brain, what good can your talent do?"

"How about I sing a song for you?"

…………

Then, under Director Wang's disdainful gaze, he sang a cappella "We Are Walking on the Road". Although he was a little tone-deaf, he finally finished singing it haltingly.

I only remembered half of the lyrics, and could only hum the parts I couldn't remember. Although it was a little crude, at least I could tell it was a song...

Director Wang must have received intelligence training before. His expression changed from disdain to seriousness in an instant, then to admiration, and then to a half-smile. His expression changed quickly and accurately, and was very professional.

He waited until Zhang Xingwang finished singing, but there was no response after waiting for a long time. He looked at Zhang Xingwang thoughtfully, as if he was looking at a foreigner, and then said tentatively:

"Xingwang, although Auntie Wang has never heard of your song, she knows your brain. It's a bit exaggerated to say that you made it up. Do you think Auntie Wang can believe it?"

"Whether you believe it or not, I was the one who came up with this song. You know, I have a special brain.

Although I don’t understand music or melody, when I think about songs, I feel my brain is very bright.

I just thought about it casually, and I didn't expect that a song would be almost finished. Tell me if this is talent or not."

"You wrote the lyrics too? How good are you?"

"Of course, I have the previous drafts here. I could occasionally read newspapers while lying in bed, and I was inspired to write on the way to the Northeast.

After all, I have a wide range of talents, and who can explain clearly what's going on in my brain? Even doctors haven't figured out my brain.

But I’m still a little short of writing the lyrics, and I’d like to find an expert to work on it with me.”

"So you really came up with this song."

.........

Director Wang then carefully recalled Zhang Xingwang's case, and suddenly became as excited as a 100-pound child. He then said that he would process the work procedures for him right away, and even saved the introduction letter. He left in a hurry.

Within ten minutes, he returned to the office with a few people and their tools, and soon after, the work was stamped and completed.

After completing the formalities, she asked him to go out with her and visit the relevant departments. She also asked Zhang Xingwang to sing it for her again, saying that it was something new to listen to.

By the way, check whether he has musical talent. It would be troublesome if his unreliable brain forgets it again.

Zhang Xingwang never expected that he would become a glorious clerk so hastily. After being converted to a regular employee, his monthly salary was 23 yuan, which was even less than that of his second sister.

Before he could even warm up the work permit in his hand, he was hurriedly dragged out by Director Wang.

By the way, I figured out my job responsibilities on the way, which are similar to Liu Junming's. However, since I also work part-time in purchasing, I have much less work to do than Liu Junming. It really is comfortable to have someone to look after you.

However, after Director Wang left, he said to Zhang Xingwang solemnly:

"When you address someone by their job title in the future, don't call them Aunt Wang."

Her voice was high-pitched and made him sound like her student, but considering that Director Wang was more than ten levels higher than him and was also his leader's leader, he barely endured it.

The two of them rode their bicycles all the way to the gate of the Ministry of Culture. Director Wang registered and then took him straight to a leader's office.

Zhang Xingwang stared at Director Wang in amazement and said:

"It's not so exaggerated to come to the Ministry of Culture for just one song, right?"

"What do you know, kid? Just follow me in."

After knocking on the door and entering, he reminisced about the glorious years with a leader named Liu for a long time, and then introduced Zhang Xingwang to the leader named Liu with a proud look on his face.

Then he said to Zhang Xingwang with a serious face, "When you meet your leader for the first time, sing a song for him to liven up the atmosphere, show your expertise, and deepen his impression."

Stunned, Zhang Xingwang watched Director Wang's expression change from anticipation to a forced smile. He quickly came to his senses and sang most of the song "We Are Walking on the Road" with all his might.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Xingwang, with his face red, sang most of the song "We Are Walking on the Road" a little out of tune in front of Deputy Director Liu and a dozen people, and then lay down in front of everyone.

He answered a few questions like "How did you come up with this idea?", "Did you really come up with the song yourself?", "Why is it not complete yet?"

Director Wang was also reporting on Zhang Xingwang's situation, saying that he had been gifted since childhood and that his brain was different from that of ordinary people since he was a teenager. In short, he was a weird guy in their street.

After that, Zhang Xingwang had nothing to do. Zhang Xingwang and Deputy Director Liu began to discuss the issue of Zhang Xingwang's affiliation.

In the end, because of his unusual brain, he only showed up in the Ministry of Culture for the time being.

As for Director Wang's words like "children just like the atmosphere of the street office", Leader Liu didn't even believe the punctuation marks and said to Director Wang jokingly:

"Don't give me that crap. You still have a good atmosphere there. You have already merged into a people's commune. I don't know what will happen next.

Besides, shouldn’t a talent like Xiao Zhang be assigned to the cultural department of the commune?”

Director Wang was speechless after hearing these words, but his eyes flashed with a look of success.

Finally, the two agreed that Zhang Xingwang would report directly to Director Liu in the next few days, and the other party would arrange for him to go to the Chinese Folk Music Association.

Get the music score out, and then contact an expert to perfect the rest of the lyrics. As for who will sing it, it is none of Zhang Xingwang's business, but he cannot escape the credit of the lyrics and music.

The two discussed for more than an hour before Zhang Xingwang and Director Wang, who was talking till his mouth was dry, left.