Over the next few days, Fang Zhao spent most of his time at the arts center and interacted more and more with the students.
The students participating in the rehearsals also discovered that this young artist wasn't simple at all. The news online hadn't exaggerated in the slightest. From guns and mechas to the arts exam, Fang Zhao was able to follow up on anything they said.
Gu Mang had been worried that Fang Zhao wouldn't be able to control this group of young students. These kids had grown up on Planet Yin and had been exposed to different environments since young. There would always be some friction during rehearsals, and if it wasn't handled well, it might even lead to a fight.
Gu Mang planned to have a private chat with those who liked to stir up trouble, especially those who liked to cause trouble. But after two days of observation, he realized that the content he had prepared for the conversation hadn't been used at all.
After wandering around the rehearsal grounds, Gu Mang had nothing better to do and went to chat with other instructors.
In the lounge of the arts center.
"Gu Mang, why do I feel like you've been very free lately?" someone asked.
"They don't need me there. Fang Zhao is enough. I can only come over to have a chat. "Gu Mang picked a chair and sat down.
An instructor sitting beside him raised an eyebrow. "Fang Zhao is the only conductor of the entire orchestra? You didn't send anyone over to help out? "
"I did! But I can't share much of the workload. Fang Zhao still handles most of the work personally. He writes out all the details on the score and personally conducts during rehearsals to minimize any flaws during the performance. "
"Can't others share the workload? We have professional musicians here too. "
"It's not the same. In terms of understanding the selected works, they can't compare to Fang Zhao."
The instructor's eyes flickered as he came over and asked, "Didn't those little guys cause any trouble?"
"They were well-behaved!" Gu Mang replied.
"Tsk, Gu Mang, it's one thing for you to say that to the people outside, but you're still trying to play these games in front of us. Do you think we don't know what kind of people they are?"
"Sigh, I'm telling the truth this time. If you don't believe me, you can go take a look at any time." Gu Mang laughed.
The instructors didn't believe him and didn't pick another time. They got up and went over to the youth orchestra to take a look. When they returned, they were all surprised.
"That's rare. It's rare to see them so obedient. Has their temperament changed? Is their rebellious phase over? Have they become more mature? "
Gu Mang thought of something and laughed for a while before saying, "Of course it's not that easy. Just yesterday, during the solo match, a fellow from Heavy Machine didn't perform too well. Fang Zhao went to have a chat with him. "
The other instructors smiled in understanding.
During military exercises or battles, the heavy mechas would usually rush to the frontlines. The personalities of the people trained in the relevant professions were more or less affected.
However, it was just that he was too fierce and aggressive. He was too aggressive and not someone who could be controlled by just anyone.
Are those kids that easy to teach?
He was young and full of vigor. How could he obediently accept the commands of an outsider?
Facing Fang Zhao, the student from Heavy Machine School was the vanguard.
"What has he done?" asked the instructor.
"He argued with Fang Zhao, saying, 'If you can do it, you do it!'"
"And then?"
"And then Fang Zhao really went up."
The other instructors: "Huh?"
"Is it a zither duel or …" One of the instructors made a fist waving gesture.
"Both. Comparing instruments and martial prowess, I have to say that Fang Zhao is really a talent! "
"Didn't that give that kid a huge blow?"
"No, Fang Zhao still takes care of their emotions. According to my observations, they aren't traumatized, but they are much more well-behaved during rehearsals. "
"If you ask me, we have to find someone to discipline those kids! Zither duels at the drop of a hat. Do they really think they are a zither saint?
They don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. We have to let them know that there is always someone better than them. We have to constantly remind them that there is always someone better!
Look at this time. After being called over for a chat by Fang Zhao, aren't they much more well-behaved? They are so well-behaved now because Fang Zhao can control them! "
As he spoke, the instructor's smile faded. "Speaking of which, I just saw the training schedule. It isn't any less intense than our usual standard training. Fang Zhao is shouldering so much on his own. I feel tired just watching him. He is too hardworking. Can his body take it?"
He had seen many of Fang Zhao's deeds in authoritative media. Compared to other artists, Fang Zhao's physique was definitely stronger, but … "He is an artist after all. He can't compare to these kids who received military training from a young age."
"That's right. I saw that the other artists who were invited brought helpers. Their assistants are skilled in both literature and martial arts. They can help with a lot of the workload. Did Fang Zhao bring an assistant? "
Gu Mang had a complicated expression. "Yes, but he got his assistant to take care of the dog. Even if his assistant doesn't walk the dog, he won't be of much help. He isn't a professional and doesn't know much about music. "
An old instructor shook his head and lamented, "Fang Zhao is still too young and inexperienced! He should have brought along a useful helper. Other people's assistants can help with planning, but his assistant is actually busy taking care of the dog? "
"He sent an assistant and two bodyguards to take care of the dog. I don't know what he's thinking. I can't understand the thinking of youngsters these days, "Gu Mang said.
"What a dog slave!"
"I heard that dog of his is worth a lot of money!"
Gu Mang sighed. "Who knows? When I was there, I noticed that he would check his messages every hour or two. He would even call when he was taking a break. It was all about the dog."
At this moment, Fang Zhao, who was the center of all the instructors' discussions, was on the phone with Nanfeng.
It was currently a break for rehearsals, so Fang Zhao took some time to understand Curly Hair's situation.
Early this morning, Planet Yin spaceport's anti-smuggling team had come looking for Fang Zhao. They wanted Curly Hair to take a look at their spaceport. The spaceport's service dogs were undergoing their preliminary examinations, and they wanted Curly Hair to try out and exchange pointers with Planet Yin's service dogs.
Fang Zhao wasn't worried about the preliminary examinations. He was worried that Curly Hair wouldn't be able to control his mouth when he got agitated. He sent Nanfeng and the other two to keep an eye on Curly Hair, but he couldn't relax. He got Nanfeng to send a message every half an hour.
Nanfeng turned on a video call with Fang Zhao. "Hello, Boss, we are still at the spaceport. Everything is fine!"
Video calls couldn't be made anywhere in the spaceport. Even cameras weren't allowed. Video calls had to be made in a designated area.
Nanfeng was currently talking to Fang Zhao in a designated area. There were walls all around, and there weren't any personal or military secrets. Even the tables, chairs, lamps, and water dispenser were common models.
"Have the preliminary examinations for the service dogs at the spaceport started yet?" Fang Zhao asked.
"Not yet. It seems like something cropped up at the mines and they went out on a mission. They just returned half an hour ago." Nanfeng explained the situation to Fang Zhao.
"Most of the service dogs on Planet Yin are large dogs. There are only two medium-sized dogs and no small dogs. Curly Hair is the smallest here. But our Curly Curls isn't afraid of them! He even went up to greet them! "
Nanfeng felt proud when he recalled the situation. "Boss, do you know? Curly Hair didn't lose out to those arrogant Planet Yin dogs. He really made us proud!"
Fang Zhao's tone was subtle. "... What did he do?"
Nanfeng, who was immersed in his joy and pride, didn't notice Fang Zhao's change.
"Nothing much. Curly Hair just went up to greet those Planet Yin dogs."
"How did he do that?" Fang Zhao asked.
"It just went over and sniffed, then licked the leader dog. Don't worry, Boss. He didn't fight. He really just licked it. "
"What was the reaction of the dog that was licked?" Fang Zhao asked.
"It seemed like it was frightened. It tucked its tail between its legs and shrank back. It even barked loudly and avoided Curly Hair when it saw him." Our Little Curls is really impressive! "Nanfeng felt that everything was rather normal.
From Nanfeng's point of view, everything was quite normal. Some big dogs were very capable, but they might not be very courageous. Some were even afraid of small dogs.
Fang Zhao's eyes twitched. He didn't say much to Nanfeng. Instead, he said, "Let Curly Hair come over. I want to say a few words to him."
"Alright! Come, Curly Hair. Boss wants to talk to you. "Nanfeng aimed the communication device's camera at Curly Hair.
Curly Hair walked over with his tail drooping and a guilty look on his face.
Fang Zhao stared at Curly Hair and only spoke when his ears drooped. He only said two sentences.
The first sentence: "Be good."
The second sentence: "Watch your mouth."
The two sentences seemed very calm, but Nanfeng couldn't help but tremble when he heard them.
Terrifying!
Without a doubt, Curly Hair was being scolded again! He might even have to face the wall when he returned!
Nanfeng was at a loss regarding Curly Hair being scolded.
Why would Boss be so strict with a dog?
Wasn't it just a lick?
"What did he do wrong?" Nanfeng whispered to Zuo Yu.
"I don't think so?" Zuo Yu replied.
What's wrong with a dog licking a dog?
There's nothing wrong with that!
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