Quietly retracting his gaze, Qian Hong asked his mother: "It's going to be the fifth soon, does my father have a letter?"

"No, even if he comes back on the fifth, I won't take him with me, I've already told Ying'er, let's go together. ”

"That's fine, I'll do well. ”

After eating hot noodles, Qian Hong stayed with his mother until more than ten o'clock, and then left the courtyard, before leaving, his mother repeatedly told Zhu Ying to make sure that the doors and windows were closed, in fact, Qian Hong had already thought of the risk, he quietly installed an electric bell for Zhu Ying, which was the size of a rice bowl, which was eliminated by the school before, and now as long as the string next to the kang is pulled, the movement is guaranteed to wake up half of the shipyard.

When the two returned home, Qian Hong was also preparing quails for cooking soup tomorrow, and at this time, looking at the greenhouse without Geri, Qian Hong was really a little unaccustomed, so he thought about it very seriously, whether to go up and get another dog to come back to see the home.

On the morning of the 3rd, Qian Hong went to school as usual, and Ren Hongwei, who hadn't seen him for a few days, pounced exaggeratedly as soon as they met, but was pushed aside by Qian Hong.

After the four classes in the morning, Qian Hong set off with Teacher Sun and others, they had to meet with Conductor Feng, Director Kang and others at the Municipal Children's Center, and then they could rush to the Northern Theater, where to hold the big rehearsal of the art show, and even the lunch was expected to be solved in the canteen of the Municipal Children's Center.

Standing at the door of the Northern Theater again, looking at the long steps, as well as the Monument to the Liberation of Soviet Soldiers facing the entrance of the theater, Qian Hong also felt a lot of emotion, at this time the underground shopping mall has not been built, and the surrounding business district does not exist, just because it is not far from the railway station, so the bungalows on the street are open with all kinds of small businesses, but in the future, this is the core business district of Harbin.

"What are you looking at, it's time to go in!" Director Kang urged, so that Qian Hong withdrew his gaze, followed everyone up the stairs, and stepped into the gate of the Northern Theater.

Follow the staff all the way to the backstage, Qian Hong and they were immediately stunned by the busyness in front of them, a three-hour art show, there are 2-30 programs that need to be prepared, of course, there are core ones and spare ones, but hundreds of people in front of them are nervously and seriously preparing.

"Ah......hh

"This is not right, the words must be changed, otherwise I won't be able to take it!"

"There's no time, delete the whole paragraph!" This is cross talk doing the final words and modifications.

"Pigeon, who saw my pigeon?" Needless to say, this must be a magic trick.

In the face of such a chaotic situation, Director Kang and Commander Feng were calm, and after Conductor Feng and the staff determined the time, they went directly to join their own orchestra, and Director Kang didn't know where to find a makeup artist, and he hid in a corner with Qian Hong and got busy.

"Director Kang, you don't need to put on makeup for a rehearsal, right?" As soon as Qian Hong spoke, some powder fell directly into his mouth, making him very sad.

"What's the matter with you kid? Can you be honest?" I didn't expect the makeup artist to be in a hurry.

"Qian Hong, you stand obediently, how can you do it without makeup. Director Kang put on a serious face and reprimanded, this show is going to be on TV, and there is no high-definition technology in that era, and the characters can only rely on this exaggerated makeup if they want to have red lips and white teeth.

Poor Qian Hong endured and endured, but when the makeup artist took out the lipstick and planned to apply it to Qian Hong, he still collapsed and disagreed, so the makeup artist left angrily, and Director Kang glared at Qian Hong fiercely, and then chased after others to make amends.

The time is so coincidental, when Qian Hong was sitting in the corner, bored waiting for the staff to take the roll call, Zhang Quan appeared in a sway, still in the shape of a leather jacket and black sunglasses, but the beautiful girl next to him was gone, so it looked much worse in terms of momentum.

"Hey, I heard you're looking for me, what's the matter?" As soon as he approached, Zhang Quan immediately asked with a stinky face.

"Do you want to participate in this show?" asked Qian Hong bluntly.

"What nonsense!"

"I can't give you the song "Great Northern Wilderness", but if you want, you can sing the song "Pretty Girl" one day. ”

"What?

"Can I call you over to play you? I'm not so laid-back. ”

"It's okay if you don't have fish or shrimp! When will you give me the lyrics......? That's not right! The program has been decided, and you are giving me nonsense now. ”

"Stupid, call your mom to do an event, change the show temporarily, today is just a rehearsal, there should still be a chance. ”

"That's right, I'm going to be popular, hahahaha, Qian Hong, you kid know each other, just mix with me in the future, you have your benefits. ”

"It's okay to mess with you, but let's make it clear, you can sing the song, but the author is still me, and if you want a new song in the future, you can also come to me, let's pay 1000 yuan a song, how much do you want?"

"What? 1,000 yuan a song? You kid lost his money, do you really think you're a big star in Hong Kong?"

"Think about it slowly, maybe you'll change your mind after this art show. ”

After laughing, Qian Hong handed over the written lyrics to Zhang Quan, and Zhang Quan's cheeks twitched twice, and finally he couldn't resist the temptation to turn red, and rushed out of the preparation room as soon as he grabbed the paper.

When Qian Hong was talking to Zhang Quan just now, his two female classmates hid next to him and didn't dare to say anything, and when they saw Zhang Quan walking away, they hesitated to come over and asked in an incomprehensible whisper: "Qian Hong, do you want to help him?"

"Leave him alone, he's so happy that his head cramps. After Qian Hong finished speaking casually, he hummed a small tune happily.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, the rehearsal officially began, and one by one the programs took turns on the stage, and then the director of the show also arranged and adjusted, striving to make the lighting and video show a perfect state, and the more important programs even had to be performed 2-3 times in a row, so that the time could drag on the old elder.

Eight o'clock, ten o'clock, it looks like it's about to be eleven o'clock, but the staff still didn't mean to call Qian Hong at all, the two female classmates around him had fallen asleep together, and Qian Hong kept nodding, not because he was tired, but purely because he was too bored.

"The solo "Great Northern Wilderness" is on your stage. Suddenly, someone yelled, but Qian Hong was confused for two seconds, and then he stood up lazily and pulled his harmony partner with his hand.