"The middle reaches of the Xiaoxiaozhupai River..."
With just the first sentence out of his mouth, Zhang Zhonghua shocked everyone present.
The people in the art troupe who were watching around them were all singing. If they were not mainly singing, they were also working in the art troupe. I had never seen any masters before, and everyone was well-informed.
As soon as Zhang Zhonghua said his first sentence, the onlookers immediately knew what level he was at.
But just because they knew more about Zhang Zhonghua's level, the more his comrades in the literary attack group couldn't believe it.
This song really came from the mouth of a young man who was only 18 years old. They suspected that there was something wrong with their ears or their brain!
Although Zhang Zhonghua's level is still a little lower than that of some old artists, how old are those old artists? They have been immersed in it for decades before reaching their current level. How old is this kid? It's so shocking!
This is no longer God giving you food, this is God stuffing food into your mouth. If you dare not eat, he will give you a big dick and beat you until you are willing to eat!
Anyone who can join the comrades-in-arms attack group can be said to be a genius and has talent. In the past, they thought that talent was not as good as others, but not much different. Knowing the emergence of Zhang Zhonghua, the difference between genius and genius can be so big.
!
But they didn't know that Zhang Zhonghua was a big slut. After he felt that his singing skills were not good enough in the factory director's office last time, he used the AFK position to improve his singing ability to level seven, a full seven levels.
And it only took seven days to reach the level of practicing many things for thirty or forty years. It can be said that it is not human.
Everyone here has completely given up their interest in Zhang Zhonghua's entrance exams, and instead focused on appreciating his singing.
"Walking along the banks of towering green mountains
The eagle spreads its wings and flies
Even if it's stormy
Carrying the burden of revolution on our shoulders
Keep the Party’s teachings in mind
Keep the Party’s teachings in mind”
Everyone in the literary group was a little intoxicated as they enjoyed Zhang Zhonghua's beautiful songs. The songs were well written and even better sung.
At this time, two people in the corner were whispering.
"Hey, Brother Hou, Jie Xiaozi can sing really well!"
"It's really good. I'm not even older than you. Look at me, then look at you. Are you embarrassed?"
"Jie You, I'm sorry. It's God who gives me food. It doesn't matter if he doesn't eat. If he dares not to eat, God will give him a big mouth."
"Why should God give him such a big mouth? You just have too many excuses."
"You know, my father won't let me learn cross talk. I learned it secretly. How high is my level?"
"Uncle Ma is also doing it for your own good. I won't let my three boys do this in the future! Talking about cross talk is too painful. And don't call me brother. You have to call me uncle! I am only three years younger than your father!
"
"Would you mind taking advantage of our family? Even if you are three years older than my father, then my father is also your uncle. I call you uncle, but what do you call father?"
"Hey, is this difficult? From now on, we can discuss things our own way! You call me uncle, and I call your dad uncle too!"
"You still have different opinions? I can go to hell with you!"
The two people who spoke like cross talk were Hou Baolin, Xiao Hei Fatty's master, and Ma Ye, the young master of Ma's hometown.
“Keep the Party’s teachings in mind,
The middle reaches of Xiaoxiaozhupai River
The surging river flows eastward
red star shining
fight like me
Revolutions surge from generation to generation
Follow the party one after another
Follow the party one after another.”
At this time, in the audience, besides Xiao Hei Fatty's master Hou Baolin and Young Ma Ye, there were two other people muttering.
"Old Li, where did you find this man?"
"He is the deputy section chief of the Publicity Section of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. You also know Lao Yang from their factory. He is an old comrade of mine! He asked us for help! We are going to recommend and give it away!"
"Is this your comrade-in-arms Lao Yang who looks like a bandit? You are such a comrade-in-arms that I don’t know what to say!"
Hearing the words of the comrade Wen Gongtuan Zhengwei Lao Wei next to him, Captain Li was speechless. Then another sentence popped up in his heart: What do you mean by not knowing what to say about me to find a comrade? Don't think that my comrade Lao Yang is like
A bandit, you think
My other comrades are good people.
They were all brought out by a regimental leader, and everyone is equal to what they have. If it weren’t for the sake of maintaining our image as the leader of our literary and offensive group, I would have to let you know what it means that I, Old Li, will never be weaker than others in my life.
"How can you say that to Lao Yang? Lao Yang is still very loyal!"
"Yes, yes, it's my fault. This child has such a level at such a young age. I'm afraid he will become a world-class singer in a few years? Otherwise..."
Hearing the words of the man next to him, Captain Li glanced at him and shrugged and said: "Old Wei, I think so too, but you also know that Old Yang, let him know that I'm poaching him, and you can't follow him.
I'm trying my best? So, 'I' can't say this!"
Captain Li used a heavy emphasis on the two words "I": "Let him know that I am poaching him" and "I can't say this".
Old Wei, who has worked with Captain Li for many years, immediately understood what he meant: I can't speak, but you, Old Wei, can!
"Smash the evil old world
Thousands of miles of land covered with splendor
Dressed in splendor
Smash the evil old world
Thousands of miles of land covered with splendor
Thousands of miles of land covered with splendor"
As Zhang Zhonghua finished singing, the entire rehearsal hall was filled with thunderous crosstalk, and everyone in the cultural troupe immediately stood up in awe.
"Little comrade, you sang so well."
An old comrade who looked to be in his fifties or sixties held Zhang Zhonghua's hand tightly and said excitedly.
"Oh, it's just average. There's still a lot of room for growth."
Looking at this excited old comrade, Zhang Zhonghua immediately became humble.
"Don't be modest. I have been singing for more than 30 years. At your level, it's like the waves behind you in the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!"
This was another gray-haired old comrade, an old lady, looking at Zhang Zhonghua with an aunt's smile on her face.
"Oh, you praise me."
"Young man, do you have someone to date?"
Zhang Zhonghua was stunned for a moment. You think he is an old artist? How come he is the same as the neighborhood committee aunt?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing what the old lady said, not only Zhang Zhonghua but also others were confused.
Old sister, this is the first time we have met, why are you so eager to introduce someone to someone else? It’s not satisfying to introduce someone to an unmarried young man in the group, right? You’re extending your poisonous hand outside the cultural attack group, right?
However, the unmarried young women in the group stared at Zhang Zhonghua with sharp eyes!
"Well, I'm just eighteen years old, and I don't have a partner yet!"
"What do you think of me?"
A girl called out, causing the girlfriends around her to glare.
What about the innocent 1960s?
What about the implicit 1960s?
What about the supposedly conservative sixties?
Was I deceived before I traveled through time?
"Okay, what does everything look like? You all go about your own business, go, go, go, don't hang around here."
The one who came to the rescue was Old Wei, the great leader of the literary and offensive regiment.
"Comrade Zhang Zhonghua, I am Zhengwei of the WenGong Tuan. You can just call me Lao Wei."
Zhang Zhonghua looked at this lifesaver and felt extremely grateful.
"Hello Wei Zhengwei, nice to meet you! Just call me Xiao Zhang."
"Then I will call you Comrade Xiao Zhang. To be honest, your singing is good and your singing is even better. I will sing more in the future."
"No problem, as long as you don't find it annoying to me."
"That's not possible. I will definitely sweep the bed and wait."
"..."
"..."
Another round of business blowback begins.
Finally, Lao Wei said: "Are you interested in joining the Wen Attack Group to develop?"
Just now it was fine, okay, no problem. Zhang Zhonghua, who was relieved, almost said, "Of course... you have to go back and ask our Factory Manager Yang."
Zhang Zhonghua, who reacted at the critical moment, immediately changed his mind.
Wei Zhengwei's face was full of regret, why did this child react so quickly? As long as you agree, don't even think about running away.
Captain Li and Liu Jianshe looked on with confusion on their faces.
Captain Li: Didn’t this old Wei realize it before? Still calling me a bandit? You look so polite, but aren’t you also a fraudster?
Liu Jianshe: Where is this place? Why is the leader not a good person? I never expected that Zhengwei is no better either!
The two of them looked at each other, and a sentence came to their minds at the same time: A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and the sea water cannot be measured!
"Chief, don't be kidding. Comrade Zhang Zhonghua is a key training target of our factory. As soon as he entered the factory last month, he arranged to act as the deputy chief of our propaganda department, and even asked me, a retired old comrade, to guide him! This shows that the factory leaders have high expectations for him.
How much does he value it?"
What does Liu Jianshe mean? Just tell the two of them that the factory attaches great importance to Zhang Zhonghua, and I am retiring soon. In two years, Zhang Zhonghua will be the section chief in our factory! What conditions can you offer to recruit people?
After hearing Liu Jianshe's words, Captain Li and Wei Zhengwei looked at each other, secretly shook their heads and expressed regret.
At the same time, I became curious about Zhang Zhonghua's background. Not to mention his outstanding ability and the attention of the leadership. Without background, he would directly act as deputy section chief and take over as section chief in two years? No matter how capable he is, it is impossible.
"That's a real pity, but you can get a job with us. If you have a performance, you'll get paid. If you don't have a performance, it will be easier for you to carry out the work of the publicity department. And you don't have a partner. There are people in our group who are about the same age as you.
There are a lot of lesbians, so we can communicate more."
Zhang Zhonghua was speechless. Is this a honey trap again? He said without hesitation: "Then I can't refuse the kindness. Uncle Wei said so. If you don't give me face, it would be a bit inappropriate! Then I will be in Wen Gong."
Get a job in the regiment."
Well, whether or not there is an unmarried young woman is not the important point. The main thing is that Captain Li and Wei Zhengwei are so kind. It's hard to refuse the kindness! This person, you have to give you face, you can't be shameless.
Zhang Zhonghua said to himself in his heart.
Liu Jianshe looked at Zhang Zhonghua speechlessly. You look shameless and don't look like an 18-year-old young man at all! You have quite the demeanor of Factory Director Yang.
Captain Li and Wei Zhengwei chatted with Zhang Zhonghua for a while and then left. Liu Jianshe followed Captain Li to go through the formalities, and the Song and Dance Troupe of the Comrades Wenggong Troupe would perform with Zhang Zhonghua. If the song was finally selected, it would also be the song and dance troupe of the Comrades Wenggong Troupe.
