The meeting room.
Gao Fei opened the production software, put on his headphones, picked up a pen and paper, and began to bury himself in writing songs.
Now there were both military leaders present and the four-person team waiting to see a show.
So he was exceptionally serious at this moment, with his mind highly concentrated, gradually reaching a state of self-forgetfulness.
While waiting for the results.
Camp Commander Huang and Yao Qiang were laymen, completely ignorant of song creation.
The two sat leaning against their chairs, reading newspapers and drinking tea, waiting for the creation to end.
As for Lu Zheng, the head of the art troupe, although he didn't understand the current software arrangement, he could read the five-line music notation written by Gao Fei.
His gaze swept over, and his playful demeanor gradually turned serious, abandoning the attitude of watching a joke after a conflict among a group of children.
The four members of the creation team only saw Gao Fei either clicking the mouse or tapping the keyboard, and then writing and drawing on paper, looking like he was putting on a show.
For more than a week, the four of them had been thinking of lyrics and composing music day and night, non-stop.
It took them nine full days to create two songs.
The hardship of the song creation process was dismissed as trash that couldn't even make it into the preliminaries.
The task that the four took nine days to complete, but Gao Fei wanted to create his own evaluated military song on the spot.
In the eyes of the four members of the creation team, they had no hope for him.
They were absolutely sure he was just too young and couldn't let go of his pride, just putting on an act.
Time ticked by.
The lunch break reveille echoed throughout the Beijing Military Region.
The civilian staff working in the government building also returned to their posts in twos and threes.
When it was learned that Gao Fei, the top liberal arts scholar of Longguo, who had brought his original songs to Xinwen Lianbo, had a conflict with the creation quartet over a new military song, it immediately attracted many onlookers.
Among them were Company Commander Wu Chenghu and Li Changhuang, the person in charge of the Peking University freshman military training.
After inquiring about the entire incident from Yao Qiang, the two first glanced at the newly created military songs that had been prepared earlier.
After reading them, they both stood on Gao Fei's side without saying a word, waiting for his creative results.
The onlookers from the civilian staff stood outside the meeting room and began to discuss in low voices.
"Is Gao Fei that brave, to dare to challenge Miss Cao? Isn't he afraid of her powerful father causing trouble?"
"Causing trouble? Gao Fei isn't a soldier in the army, just a Peking University freshman who needs three months of military training. What trouble can he cause?"
"Yes, he's just a Peking University freshman here for three months of military training, no wonder he doesn't put up with Miss Cao. But, can the song he's creating on the spot really work? I feel like he's exaggerating a bit!"
"I also think Gao Fei is a bit arrogant. Creating songs requires so much effort. He's creating them on the spot, I'm afraid he'll be slapped in the face by Miss Cao's team!"
Everyone whispered.
They also didn't have high hopes for Gao Fei's on-the-spot arrangement and songwriting.
After all, creating isn't just about having hands, it requires long-term accumulation and revision.
Because they knew which leaders were inside, the onlookers came in batches.
The opinions of each batch were almost the same, showing little optimism for the impetuous and impulsive Gao Fei.
Three o'clock in the afternoon.
"Is it not finished yet? It's been more than two hours, and I'm so anxious waiting!"
"In my opinion, Gao Fei is delaying because there are more and more people, and he's too embarrassed to back down, so he's dragging it out, planning to admit his mistake to the leaders after work."
"You're quite right. After all, he's just a freshman who's just started college and cares a lot about his reputation. With so many people waiting for him, he probably doesn't want to lose face and is just stalling for time."
Looking in from outside the meeting room.
For more than two hours, Gao Fei still had his headphones on and was sitting with his back to the laptop.
Therefore, everyone thought that his live song creation was just a joke.
He hadn't moved at all, but was pretending, trying to stall for time.
Only one door separated them.
The sounds of discussion faintly reached the meeting room.
Camp Commander Huang, who was waiting, frowned from time to time due to the discussions.
Yao Qiang, Wu Chenghu, and Li Changhuang beside him were very anxious and looked worried.
As for the four members of the creation team, amidst the discussions, their mouths were almost stretched to their ears, their eyes were cold, and their expressions were playful, looking like they were waiting to see a good show.
Among those present, only Lu Zheng, the head of the art troupe, waited patiently.
Looking at the hastily drafted five-line music notation on the table, his lips moved slightly, and his gaze became more expectant.
Everyone's expressions varied, and their gazes towards Gao Fei contained anticipation, doubt, and coldness.
Half an hour passed.
Gao Fei remained seated steadily at the laptop, still without any sound.
Cao Yuanyuan, who increasingly felt he was faking it, was the first to lose her patience and step forward to challenge him.
She got up from her seat, walked to Gao Fei's side, and snatched off his headphones.
"Classmate Gao, it's been almost four hours, haven't you finished creating the song yet?
Didn't you boast earlier that you could casually whip up the military songs we wrote in ten minutes?
Now, where is the song you created?"
Cao Yuanyuan looked down at him triumphantly, her eyes full of mockery, "If you can't create it, please leave. Don't waste our time!"
"Are you sick? If you're sick, go to the hospital!"
Gao Fei glanced at her coldly, snatched back his headphones, and retorted angrily, "I'm at the final part of the accompaniment, and you come here to go crazy. If there's even a slight mistake, the whole song will be ruined.
Get out of here, I don't have time for your arguments!"
The accompaniment was in the final synthesis stage, and being interrupted by this young lady, he was extremely angry.
Facing her unreasonable behavior, Gao Fei didn't hold back and retorted directly.
Cao Yuanyuan, who was cursed at, her expression changed, "You dare to call me sick? You're wasting our time, and you dare to call me sick..."
Shouting, she was about to snatch the headphones again, but was stopped by the quickly recovered Director Lu.
"Yuanyuan, go back, don't disturb Gao Fei!"
"Director, what do you mean!"
Cao Yuanyuan's eyes widened, not expecting the director to help an outsider.
Lu Zheng looked sternly at Gao Fei, who had his back to them, and said directly, "Although I don't understand the software used by young people to produce songs nowadays, I can tell you clearly that his creation is about to be completed. Don't disturb him!"
This statement caused an uproar.
The onlookers outside the meeting room, who had been watching the whole time, were even more surprised upon hearing Director Lu's words.
"Director Lu said the creation is about to be completed, so Gao Fei really managed to create a song on the spot!"
"My God, I didn't expect this person sitting inside to be not only a genius but also a master!"
Amidst the surprise, some doubted that Director Lu was giving Gao Fei a way out, so he said the creation was almost complete.
In short, everyone had their own different attitudes, with mixed reviews.
Inside the meeting room, the reprimanded Cao Yuanyuan sat back in her seat, feeling wronged.
The other three members of the creation team had grim expressions and sat in their seats, stunned.
Camp Commander Huang and the others, filled with anticipation due to Director Lu's words, were waiting for the results.
Five minutes later.
Gao Fei took off his headphones, heaved a sigh of relief, turned to the waiting crowd behind him, and nodded with a smile, "Esteemed leaders, the two songs have been created.
The lyrics, music, and accompaniment are all done!"
He took the handwritten lyrics and handed them to the Camp Commander and Director Lu: "Two leaders, this is the first song, please take a look at the lyrics!"
Camp Commander Huang and Director Lu leaned forward and looked down.
When they saw the lyrics on it, their eyes first showed surprise, and then shock.
"This... this... you wrote these lyrics?"
"These lyrics, you wrote them? Unbelievable!"
The two leaders exclaimed repeatedly.
This piqued the curiosity of Company Commander Wu and the others, who also leaned forward to look.
All three of them paused, and looking at the lyrics, they couldn't help but gasp.
After the surprise, Director Lu began to hum along with the lyrics and music.
After humming a few lines, he immediately slapped the table and excitedly looked at Gao Fei, "Comrade Xiao Gao, this song is settled. We'll go with this song."
The four members of the creation team, seeing the leaders so excited, were about to step forward to examine it when Gao Fei stopped them.
He glanced at the four of them, then at the white-haired Lu Zheng, "Director Lu, I've also finished the accompaniment. Why don't you sing a passage to test the effect!"
"Certainly!"
As the head of the art troupe, Lu Zheng found it easy to sing with the score and accompaniment.
"Okay, I'll play the accompaniment for you now!"
Gao Fei smiled and returned to the computer, connected it to the speakers, and then said, "Director Lu, please use a baritone!"
"Alright!"
As the words fell, the music began.
A symphonic accompaniment came from the speakers, and Director Lu gradually entered the mood.
"Listen to the new Long March bugle call, the goal of a strong army calls ahead.
The nation must be strong, we must bear the responsibility, the battle flag is filled with the glory of iron and blood.
Soldiers..."
With the majestic accompaniment and the sonorous baritone.
The moment he opened his mouth to sing the lyrics.
Everyone inside and outside felt their hair stand on end, goosebumps erupted all over their bodies, and their hearts were filled with passion!
"Soldiers, obey the Party's command, be able to fight and win, and have excellent style.
Fearless of strong enemies and dare to compete, for the motherland to win decisive battles on the battlefield..."
When the song ended, only the lingering accompaniment remained in the meeting room.
Director Lu, who had just finished singing, savored the moment, his hands trembling, extremely excited.
The minds of the others were still replaying the accompaniment and lyrics.
Someone suddenly shouted, "Great!"
Immediately, the entire meeting room, inside and out, was filled with shouts of "Great!" and thunderous applause.
Camp Commander Huang, Yao Qiang, Wu Chenghu, and Li Changhuang were all born warriors.
During Director Lu's singing, they only felt a surge of passion, and they were suddenly brought back to the battlefield.
Finally, everyone couldn't help but sing along loudly.
This song was exceptionally inspiring and could greatly boost morale.
Camp Commander Huang did not offer much praise, but instead said loudly, "This is a military song, a true military song!"
As for the creation team, whom Gao Fei had intentionally stopped, their faces turned red and then pale after hearing the entire song.
They looked at Gao Fei, who was standing there in his training uniform without any rank, and then recalled the stirring song they had just heard.
It was hard to imagine that such a powerful song could be written by a freshman who had not joined the army.
And the most embarrassing was Cao Yuanyuan.
She had thought Gao Fei was just a braggart who talked nonsense.
But as soon as the work came out, it slapped her face.
The entire song, wasn't it describing the demeanor of soldiers, their resilience, and their fearless and indomitable spirit!
The four members of the creation team had lost all face and were extremely embarrassed in the meeting room.
However, Gao Fei's outstanding performance had distracted the leaders from paying attention to the four of them.
Camp Commander Huang looked at Gao Fei and said eagerly, "Xiao Gao, didn't you create two songs? What about the other one?"