Day 11, Monday at noon.

There were gongs and drums in the stadium again, and several military vehicles drove in, and a military art troupe passed by, improvised a condolence. Miao'er, who was waiting for the interview early, took the activists from the radio station to submit articles, and looked at the bubble foam in a military uniform, the twins were bright and bright, and they became the center of the entire stadium in a while.

The wonderful anchor took the initiative to be the host of the literary and artistic propaganda team and the dance model team.

By 3 o'clock in the afternoon, there were almost 70 beautiful and handsome guys who signed up, and the professionals brought by the bubble briefly introduced the professional knowledge in all aspects for an hour, introduced the broad performance market and future, and gave them great hopes.

On the spot, important personnel, literary and artistic leaders and backbones can be sent to the provincial capital to help contact training, provincial song and dance, city song and dance, military song and dance, we can all help.

Grinding and grinding until four o'clock, and still not seeing the dead dumb third brother, won't he come out to see me?

Bubbles and Momo are sorry, a little sad and reluctant to leave.

Only Miao'er understands this situation, which factory has more than 70 beautiful men and women in the literary and artistic talents, and they think that the People's Liberation Army has come to see us, and we have talents, which inspires them to forge ahead.

Later, among the 70 people, there are more than 10 who have actually become actors, you can find them on TV, and the names will be told to you later.

In fact, the dumb brother has secretly turned around several times, and they didn't see it while riding a bicycle.

It's really inconvenient for him to pinch and pull with girls.

Look at the little fairy who is full of spirit, she has grown into two flowers and two larks in the army.

Thinking of his dumb No. 1 order, he remembered the past when Brother Sisheng's blood flowed like a river and the wood drifted on the river, and he smiled happily.

He went to check the small door where the workers went in and out of the groceries, did Hu Yasan finish it in one day?

Sure enough, the small door was unobstructed, and the fresh cement was pressed with thick planks.

The deputy stationmaster who wants to smoke and drink tobacco and alcohol, I don't know if he can enjoy tobacco and alcohol? He admires Teacher Ha from the bottom of his heart!

Now it's my third sister, seventh sister and ninth sister, I'm very happy.

After getting off work in the evening, he took his eldest son Dandan and Yasan back home in a small car.

At the dinner table, he discussed with his second uncle, and I looked at my second godson Erdan, and said a little, where was the situation when he was checked back from the sack?

Back then, he didn't say a word to me, staring at hostile eyes every day, and it took almost a month to return to normal.

I want him to open a company to build a villa, transfer here in the second half of the year, and ask my second uncle to help him.

Second uncle, you are near this village, our hotel is assigned to him to manage, and the performance is required not to decline, and it is used for office reception in their villa, and the procedures are told to run by themselves.

I gave them two months off, and when he came back from studying, he would produce drawings and start work; I'm old Liu Zhuang's.

For start-ups, you can help check the gates.

But the big and small things are up to him to decide, our purpose is to train him, don't give him money, I asked him to find a few godmothers to borrow, and repay the principal interest-free for three years.

The honest second uncle kept nodding. Ha, I took a small notebook and wrote it down, and the fake concubine went to the kitchen to work again, so he took the second uncle's book and pen and wrote on it: You also have to care more about your cousins and cousins at home, and my concubines.

The second uncle only laughed, but he was silent: As the folk saying goes, there are honest people and no honest birds!

There are not many people, and the dumb brother doesn't like the Filipino maid to stand, and asks to sit down.

But people are not used to it, twisting and pinching.

Hey, Filipino maid, I really have a good consciousness.