1978: A Literary Giant Who Began His Military Service

Chapter 76 It’s chaos

After receiving Zhou Xu's report materials.

Political Commissar Huang was pacing anxiously at the door. He took a deep breath and went straight to the cultural troupe's office to start writing documents.

After finishing writing the report, Political Commissar Huang picked up the phone.

He definitely knew one thing: calling in reinforcements was faster than explaining.

Political Commissar Huang may not know what methods the people inside will use, but the longer they stay, the more troublesome it will be. He is afraid that they will force Zhou Xu to admit the truth.

So he called Zhou Zhigang.

Beep!
Zhou Zhigang answered the phone: "What's up, Lao Huang?"

Among the few high-ranking officials that Political Commissar Huang knew, Zhou Zhigang was one of them.

Of course, Zhou Zhigang was awarded his rank in 55. The civilian ranks are still the same now, so it's all real money!
Political Commissar Huang hurriedly said, "Someone just came and made a report without any explanation! They said they're going to investigate!!"

"Who is it for?" Zhou Zhigang was stunned for a moment.

"It's Zhou Xu!"

After a short while, Zhou Zhigang also became a little angry.

"Comrade Zhou Xu has only been a soldier for less than a month! He hasn't done anything yet! How come I don't know about any major problems he might have?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhigang added, "There are no problems with the previous songs, 'Changjin Lake' and 'The Song of a Strong Army'!"

If Zhou Xu hadn't published any works, Zhou Zhigang would have thought there was a big problem, but Zhou Xu has already published representative works!
Besides, those who can go to the front lines to fight are all comrades with noble spirits.

"I don't know what happened either!!"

"Let's leave it at that for now. Remember to check with the security department. I'll call and report this to my superiors. If all else fails, I'll go there myself!"

"I thank you on behalf of Zhou Xu, old commander."

After finishing his call with Zhou Zhigang, Political Commissar Huang rested for a while.

in the afternoon.

Political Commissar Huang put on his coat and hat, tidied himself up, and went straight out the door, finding a car: "To the Security Department!"

They haven't even stepped out the door yet.

Then Mai Sui and He Jing rushed over.

Before the car even started moving, Political Commissar Huang waved his hand and said, "You two, don't just stand there like idiots in front of the car!"

He Jing rushed over, as did Mai Sui.

Mai Sui hurriedly asked the political commissar, "Political commissar, what exactly happened?"

The political commissar glanced at the two men, who were soaked to the bone, and sighed softly, "I don't know, maybe it's about the novel last time..."

"..."

Mai Sui and He Jing exchanged a glance: "Isn't this a bit too much?! Wasn't this intentional?"

He Jing nodded emphatically, her hands clenching anxiously. Political Commissar Huang said, "Have you two been waiting long? Go back to the cultural troupe and rest. I'm going to the security department to check on things and give some instructions!"

“…Okay, thank you for your help, Political Commissar,” Mai Sui said.

"Okay!" Political Commissar Huang waved, and the two left the vicinity of the car. The car started moving immediately, with full power, and sped away.

The car left.

He Jing and Mai Sui were left standing there, watching the car drive away, each lost in their own thoughts. Mai Sui was more resentful towards the soldiers on the front lines; they had just finished fighting, yet it was all because of a small matter…

Mai Sui turned to look at He Jing and said, "Alright...we can only pray that nothing bad happens, we have the political commissar to help us!"

He Jing clenched the envelope in her hand. She had been talking to Zhou Xu, and although he had just rejected her, she still felt a little sad.

I felt I should help Zhou Xu.

"Wheat Ear, wait a minute."

He Jing left her spot and ran quickly toward the phone booth.

She quickly reached the phone booth, her hand very close to the phone… She paused, then pulled up the phone: “Wow!? Dad?”

"What's matter?"

"Dad, Zhou Xu from the Shengli Art Troupe has been reported... Can you help me see what happened?" He Jing said anxiously, originally thinking that the political commissar should be able to handle it.

"...Is Zhou Xu your boyfriend?"

He Jing gripped the phone tightly and said, "No, it's our cultural troupe's frontline soldiers!"

"...Okay. I'll contact you later."

After hanging up the phone, the old man on the other end took off his hat, exhaled, and called the security department to ask for directions.

"..."

He Jing returned to the dance troupe's rehearsal hall with trepidation.

I overheard the people inside discussing something.

Long Ping stood in the center of the crowd. He took off his hat, twirled around, and then complained, "I told you, Zhou Xu has a problem! See? Am I right?!"

"Yes, that's right." The comrades over there nodded in agreement.

"I also think it's very likely that there's a problem."

"Judging from that, something's wrong!"

Seeing the wind following his turn, Long Ping immediately said indignantly:

"If this kind of person were here a few years ago...! Tsk! I knew his contributions were suspicious."

"Haha! Longping, you have a really unique mind."

"It is indeed possible."

(End of this chapter)