In the Jiujiu Cafe, Zhang Zhong looked at the bald man in front of him with a smile on his lips.
"Teacher Zhao, what about your hair?"
Zhao Re touched his bald head and said with a smile, "How can you say goodbye to the past without cutting off the thread of worries?"
"You are quite free and easy." Zhang Zhong smiled and poured him a cup of tea, and then poured himself another cup, "You have come to Jiangyang and are not going back?"
Zhao Re shook his head, "I won't go back. I will settle in Jiangyang from now on. The cost of living in the magic city is too high and I can't afford it. I'd rather stay in a small city and be comfortable. I originally thought about staying in Chadong, but I thought better of it."
I think it’s still too far there. They say my parents are here and I don’t want to travel far. I think it’s not convenient to go back to see my parents.”
"Jiang Yang may not be as good as you think."
"The mountain is not high, as long as there is a dragon, it is spiritual. With you in Jiangyang, it is not much different."
Zhao Re stared at Zhang Zhong with a smile, which actually made Zhang Zhong shiver.
"Is the accommodation ready? Do you need my help?"
"No, although my life is a bit poor, money can solve this kind of thing. I also took a look and it seems that the environment in the west and south of Jiangyang is better. There are mountains here and water there.
A wise man enjoys mountains, and a benevolent man enjoys water. I cannot be a wise man, but I can still work hard to be a benevolent person."
The meaning is obvious, he is going to live in the south.
Zhang Zhong looked at Zhao Re. This guy had indeed changed a lot. He had cut off his previously messy hair and had a bald head, which made him look very energetic.
Zhang Zhong just found out about the fact that Zhao Re suddenly wanted to come to Jiangyang to settle down. He called him to tell him after he got off the plane.
So Zhang Zhong was also surprised.
The two chatted for a while in the cafe, then got up to say goodbye.
When paying the bill, the boss said with a smile, "There is no need to settle the bill. We are all old customers. I'll treat you this time."
"Why is this so embarrassing?" Zhang Chong laughed.
The boss touched the back of his head and said, "I also have something to trouble you with."
He took out a notebook from somewhere and handed it to Zhang Zhong, "Can you please sign it for me?"
Oh, it turned out that I recognized myself.
Zhang Chong smiled, took out a pen and wrote his name on the notebook, then looked at Zhao Re playfully and said, "How about you also sign one for the boss?"
The boss didn't recognize Zhao Re, but he was discerning and said quickly, "Yes, yes, please sign one for me too."
Zhao Re did not refuse, took Zhang Zhong's pen, and also left his name in the notebook.
"Okay." Zhang Zhong put away the pen and handed the notebook back to the boss.
The boss took the book as if he were looking at a treasure map, his eyes shining brightly.
"Thank you, thank you, and come back often."
After Zhang Zhong and others left, the boss picked up the phone and dialed.
"Daughter, dad helped you get an autograph."
"Really? Zhang Zhong?"
"Of course, let me tell you, I remember him. He often came to our house to drink tea. Besides Zhang Zhong's, I also got one more for you."
"I got an extra one? Whose is it?"
"My name is Zhao Re."
"Who is Zhao Re?"
"You don't know him. I thought everyone who was with him was a celebrity."
"Hey, don't worry about it. Anyway, it's fine if you have Zhang Zhong. I'll go back on the weekend, so you have to give me your signature and keep it safe."
After hanging up the phone, the boss stood behind the counter and giggled. Although he didn't know how famous Zhang Zhong was and hadn't read his books, he would be happy as long as his daughter was happy.
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During dinner in the evening, Zhang Zhong looked at Pengpeng with a sad face and asked strangely, "What's wrong? I'm not in a good mood today."
Pengpeng grabbed her pigtails and said, "Children's Day is coming soon, and Teacher Qin asked me and Liu Minya to perform a show."
"That's why, what show are you going to perform?"
"I just don't know what to perform. Xu Xinxin can dance, Lin Xiaolan can sing, and Liu Minya and I can't do anything else."
Zhang Zhong was a little surprised. Aren't all the programs in this kindergarten arranged by teachers? Why do students have to come up with their own programs?
Generally speaking, those who are talented perform their talents, and those who are not talented perform a chorus.
Pengpeng and Minya can just be in a mixed singing group.
"Oh, it's true that only when the book is put to use can we hate it less." Pengpeng patted his head and frowned.
Yo, I also used an idiom.
"Did your teacher Qin tell you that you must have a show?"
Pengpeng shook his head and said, "No, Teacher Qin just asked us if we wanted to go up and perform our talents."
It turns out it's not mandatory.
"Then it's okay if you can't talk about it?"
"But I want to go up."
This girl - she doesn't have any diamonds, but she still wants to get a porcelain job.
Zhang Zhong scratched his head and thought for a while, then said, "You two can have a poetry recitation."
Pengpeng's eyes lit up, "Yes, I can also recite poems."
"What poem can you recite?"
"The little white rabbit is white and white. Its ears stand up. It loves to eat carrots and vegetables. It is so cute when it jumps around."
Zhang Zhong has a black line on his head. She calls this poetry?
"I also know other things, goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky, white hair floating on the green water, anthurium stirring the clear waves."
After reading "Ode to the Goose", Pengpeng looked up at Zhang Zhong with an expression like "Dad, please praise me!"
"Well, Pengpeng is really good. She can also recite poems. But these poems cannot be performed on stage."
"Ah, what should we do?" Pengpeng said with a bitter face.
Zhang Zhong slapped his chest and said, "Don't worry, dad is here and I promise to solve the problem for you."
Just now, Zhang Zhong actually remembered a poem.
"Today, we are the rising sun"
It's not a very famous poem, but it's particularly suitable for children to perform poetry recitations.
After dinner, Zhang Zhong took a notebook with poems in his hand and taught Peng Peng sentence by sentence.
"Today, we are young and young trees; tomorrow, we will grow vigorously and become rows of green shade. Today, we are flower buds waiting to bloom; tomorrow, the garden will be full of flowers, with fragrant peaches and plums. Today, we are a gurgling stream...
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Because this program is for Pengpeng and Minya, Zhang Zhong will take Minya over tomorrow and the two of them will teach it together.
He had already thought about it, so he just divided a sentence, one said "today", the other said "tomorrow", until the last part, the two people said it together, and a performance was completed.
This psalm is not long, so there should be no problem.
Besides, for such a young child, you can't be too demanding, as long as you can probably speak out. As long as there are no big mistakes, the program will be completed.
Pengpeng was more diligent than Zhang Zhong expected. After being taught, the girl stopped watching TV. She ran to her room and still recited poems silently. If she forgot somewhere, she would have to run to Zhang Zhong.
ask.
Zhang Zhong saw how hard she worked, so he took the trouble to teach her to memorize it over and over again.