Under Zhang Wei's leadership, Zhou Nan soon met the horse whose title could be written into a paragraph.

Unlike the old horse, the horse in the Propaganda Department has a typical large face of a northerner, but has a pair of small eyes that do not match it, which makes her smile feel funny.

"Xiao Zhou, you won't mind calling me that, right?" Ma Chu stood up and reached out and pulled Zhou Nan to the sofa.

Compared to outside the office, he was too enthusiastic, which made him feel a little embarrassed to make trouble.

"Where, I am here at this age, let's talk about it, you are a senior in the cultural world, and your call to Xiao Zhou is just right."

Thanks to the water handed over by Zhang Wei, Zhou Nan sat down with a smile.

As he was as cheerful as he was on the phone, and after a little greeting, Ma Chu got to the point, "You are now considered from our Municipal Bureau Propaganda Department, so I won't be polite to you. Have you ever paid attention to the excellent works of the national public security system this year?"

Zhou Nan shook his head honestly.

There is nothing unexpected happening to Ma Chu, "You used to be a criminal investigation, so it's normal that you didn't pay attention to it. In recent years, our colleagues across the country have been working in the center and actively encourage the creation of cultural works."

"Since 2014, the Ministry has taken the lead in several 'Three Micro' competitions, and a large number of excellent public security cultural works have emerged in the fields of micro-films, micro-videos, micro-animes, short videos, original music MVs, etc., which has sang the good voice of the public security and spread the positive energy of the police camp."

Zhou Nan, "...". I said frankly, I know the good voice of the police. I have never heard of the good voice of the public security. I guess there is no one paying attention to these competitions except this system.

It seemed to be clear about Zhou Nan’s thoughts, and Ma said, “Your Doule account detective Zhou Nan is the best in the field of short videos. He is very popular and can be counted in the entire system.”

OK, I almost forgot about this kind of short video! That's really OK. Through these videos, the public has indeed seen the other side of the police, which is different from the previous stereotypes, and is more down-to-earth.

When people are in the world, Zhou Nan makes a few words of humility.

Zhang Wei sat aside with him, looking neither salty nor light on his face.

Ma Chu pointed with a funny look, "What are you? You still look down on these new forms of publicity now? I think the words you wrote are considered orthodox?"

Zhang Wei hurriedly waved his hand, "Absolutely, I know the influence of Doule. Even our old men and women are playing, and Zhou Zhina is a big internet celebrity with millions of fans. It's amazing."

It sounds like I'm praising, but I don't know what it is, but it's a bit wrong.

It is estimated that thanks to the term "Internet celebrity", the collective "work" of many Internet celebrities, the good impression cannot be raised.

"As long as you can spread positive energy, internet celebrities do not have to be a negative word."

Ma Chu has such insight, and Zhou Nan felt that if this person goes to criminal investigation, he might be a good player.

Zhang Wei nodded with a sarcastic smile.

After a brief interruption, the Ma Office continued, "The theme of this collection of excellent works is 'Ideals shining on China', aiming to use works that are close to reality, close to the masses, and close to the grassroots to reflect the new responsibilities and new actions of our police officers in the new era, and to show their professional sentiment that is not afraid of hardships and an uplifting spirit."

This is somewhat official, and it is obvious that Ma Chu has written many articles in person on a daily basis. Zhou Nan simply said, "You might as well say it."

Ma Chu squinted his eyes and smiled again, "To be honest, in the previous few competitions, our Kyoto Public Security Bureau did not have an advantage in the national public security system. You said you have this ability, and you have been hiding it a few years ago... Fortunately, you dug out this time!"

Speaking of this, Ma Chu, who is over fifty years old, is so excited that he is so excited that he has a strong desire for the literary and artistic career.

A few years ago?

Zhou Nan could only smile at such a metaphysical incident.

The Ma Chu didn't ask, who would hide his clumsiness?

"There is nothing to say about the short video this time. We must recommend the "Criminal Policeman Zhou Nan" to go up. The traditional "Three Micro" is being solicited in the city. As for the original music... do you have any good ideas?"

OK, I'm waiting here together! I just want to ask directly, can you write one?

In fact, let alone the Kyoto Public Security Bureau, this thing is a shortcoming when placed in the police camps across the country. After all, I have never heard of any place recruiting police officers and having to be professional in music.

It is scarce, and with Zhou Nan's song reserves, only a few songs can be found.

Needless to say, everyone knows the most familiar ones, "Youth Ambitions Don't Say Sorrow", a classic old song in the last century, and the theme song of "Plackclothes Police".

Wouldn't this thing be taken out and wait for the hair to grow hair in the bottom of the box? If it weren't for the time being to celebrate the 100th birthday and he had never encountered the right opportunity, he would have made it out early in the morning.

So Zhou Nan answered seriously, "I have been a police officer for six years, and I dare not say that it is profound. I have a little understanding of it. I do have a song here..."

Zhang Wei, “…”.

One dares to ask, the other dares to answer.

How can a popular and widely circulated song be so easy to create?

What? This man is a well-known young artist and has been with him several songs. Where did he doubt his position? Let’s not mention the other songs for now. In Zhang Wei’s opinion, he would not appreciate Zhou Nan’s most popular song “Wanjiang”, no matter what.

Putting aside the melody, he is not professional and has no say. The lyrics are too piled up, lengthy, and even the literature and science are not understood. Zhang Wei agrees deeply with these opinions from netizens.

But everyone is a systematic one, and the popularity of the song is too high. Zhang Wei, who has been asked frequently recently, can only praise him with a smile and almost felt so frustrated that he was old blood. How can he be happy to see him now?

In fact, it is difficult to say who is right and who is wrong in this kind of conflict in cultural concepts, so it has been said that there is no first in literature since ancient times.

Zhou Nan and the others naturally would not notice such complex psychological activities.

However, when he heard that it was ready-made, Ma Chu's eyes lit up again. For the criminal police captain, he had been in the state of hearing, young and strong business ability, so he had no contact but had always had a good impression.

Since he showed his strong literary and artistic creation ability, Ma Chu has paid more attention. It can be said that he needs to know more than Zhou Nan thought.

Since Zhou Nan dared to take it out after asking, it proved that the quality of the song was absolutely inferior.

Ma Chushou wandered down and said, "I don't know much about the melody of the song, but I ask myself how many attainments are there in the text, can I...

Zhou Nan was not pretentious and borrowed paper and pen directly.

When the first stroke falls, the horse's eyes glar.

Not to mention anything else, just this hand word can kill all the young people in them in seconds.

Wait, there seems to be nothing to praise better than young people? After all, being used to typing on computers and mobile phones, it is a big deal for many modern people to hold pens.

But as long as you look at Zhang Wei's gradually becoming solemn, it must be enough to explain many problems...
Chapter completed!