You must know that this "Deer and Ding Ji" is not like "Tang Bohu Dots Autumn Fragrance", which only has four episodes, but this time it is a twelve-episode long story. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And with a different theme, this week Xingxing not only did not lose his characteristic sense of humor, but became more and more funny, and people couldn't close their mouths when they smiled.

Many people in the station couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: Alas...... God really doesn't open his eyes, how did this evil young man find such a talent.

In the afternoon, Zhang Min was emotionally excited to clean up and provide their separate offices in the station.

The effect of this "Focus Visit" is so good, and their small Youth League branch was established, which also received strong support from Director Sun.

Although there are only 3 people in the Youth League branch now, Zhang Min is very emotional, because she no longer feels like being assigned, and it is one of her biggest dreams to study with a great artist like Su Huai.

"Mr. Su, can I listen to Professor Shen's ink painting when you ask him?" Zhang Min asked with some anticipation while wiping the table.

"You'll love to draw, too. Su Huai asked while dusting off the ashes with a feather duster.

"I've been learning, but I've not made much progress, and I hope that one day I'll be able to reach one-tenth of Mr. Su's level, and I'll be content. Zhang Minqiao's face turned red with embarrassment.

"Okay, as long as you're interested, just listen to it, say okay first, don't ask me questions. Su Huai waved his hand, as long as he didn't bother him.

"Thank you, Mr. Su, I will definitely live up to your teachings!" Zhang Min was very excited when he heard this, and directly put down the rag and saluted Su Huai with a standard military salute.

Su Huai was speechless, what kind of "national treasure" are you really me, salute me every day, aren't you afraid that I will lose my life?

"By the way, the first task of our Youth League Committee is to participate in your program?"

"It's "Good Chinese Poetry", with your support, I will definitely get the championship and stand on the stage of the Taishan Poetry Club. "Second Lieutenant Zhang swears authentically.

At this moment, she had incomparable confidence in Su Huai, feeling that as long as Su Huai stood behind her, she could overcome any difficulties.

Su Huai listened and silently calculated, this "Good Chinese Poems" is actually similar to "Good Chinese Songs", they are mainly original songs, but they should be adapted in the form of poems and songs, which is not difficult for him.

It's just that to participate in Chen Yang's show, I'm afraid that he will have extraneous branches......

Just thinking about it, Zhang Min suddenly pulled his hand up with enthusiasm on his face, looked at him expectantly and said:

"Mr. Su, we have thought of a slogan for our propaganda group branch, let's shout it to boost morale. ”

"Ah......" Su Huai was stunned when he listened, he hadn't shouted a slogan for many years, and this set was still popular in this time and space?

"Yes, every time you don't have the spirit and the revolutionary enthusiasm is not high, you shout it, and you will have energy immediately. Zhang Min put his delicate and fair hand on the back of Su Huai's hand and said:

"Come to Mr. Su, follow me to do it, take a deep breath, and shout with me - strive for the revival of Chinese culture~!!"

"Fight for the cause of Chinese culture......" Su Huai shouted perfunctorily, but he didn't know why he looked at this enthusiastic Zhang Min, and suddenly felt a lot more excited.

you, am I being brainwashed...... Why is it that there is a hot sense of pride in my chest......?

Just thinking about it, I heard a familiar old voice coming from the door: "Teacher Xiao Su, hurry up, accompany me to the meeting of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles." ”

As soon as Professor Shen came in in a hurry, he pulled Su Huai outside, and Su Huai was caught off guard and asked:

"Professor Shen, what does your meeting have to do with me?"

During this time, Professor Shen came here every day to ask about ink painting, and the two of them were also familiar with each other, and they did not feel unfamiliar before.

"I'm in trouble this time, someone asked me to draw an ink painting, I can't push it off, you help me check it on the spot, in case there is anything bad, you have to help me cover it up, who made me too old and stupid to remember what you taught. Professor Shen said, feeling a little ashamed.

It is not easy for him to be the "great master of national ink painting" for Su Huai, he accepts media interviews every day, and the leaders inspect it, and he obviously has a lot of things he doesn't understand, and he walks on thin ice every day, and he can only find Su Huai to solve relevant problems.

"Good...... Don't drag me Professor Shen, I'll go with you. Su Huai is now beginning to regret agreeing to accept Professor Shen, an "old student...... What a hassle.

Huaxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles...... Hearing this name, Su Huai felt a headache, every time the leader said that the Huaxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles had any instructions, they were in a mess in the station, so in Su Huai's heart, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles was the same as the Radio and Television Bureau, a blind leader.

After Professor Shen became famous, he had been equipped with a Hongqi car by the Academy of Fine Arts, so he didn't waste much time on the way to the Huaxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

Su Huai followed Professor Shen to the suburbs, entered a luxuriously decorated cadre club, and when he entered the hall, there was already a group of people in the dark.

Seeing Professor Shen come in, many people came over to say hello, and Su Huai recognized Secretary General Chen of the Painting Association, and also nodded.

The scene was full of people, not to mention more than a hundred people, these people had grief on their faces, and some were wearing black shoulder straps.

Su Huai looked at this posture, as if there was something important today, and asked Professor Shen inexplicably: "What's going on?"

That's a bad thing...... Wait for the next time he has to bow to people and say some polite words, this is what he is most afraid of, and he must find an excuse to slip away first.

Professor Shen whispered back, "Don't you know?" Ma Nan, the respected advisor of the Poetry Association, has passed away......

"The advisor of the Poetry Association has died, what are we going to do? Do you know him?" Su Huai wondered, thinking to himself if an advisor had such a big name?

Professor Shen explained in a whisper: "He is not only the advisor of the Poetry Association, but also the president of the Jinling Branch of the Chinese Federation of Literary and Art Circles...... This time, as a representative of the Painting Association, I want to paint an ink landscape for the old man to commemorate him, in order to show our respect for him. ”

Although Professor Shen has been following Su Huai to learn painting during this time, after all, he is old and cannot comprehend many things, and he has not made rapid progress as expected, and he dares not to reach Su Huai's level for the time being.

Usually, he can refuse when others ask him to paint, but today he can't push it off on this occasion, and if Professor Shen doesn't paint as well as "Spring Tree and Autumn Frost", I'm afraid that someone will say that the teacher is not as good as the student, and it will be embarrassing.

Su Huai wondered in his heart, since he was the president of the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles, why did these people on the scene have little grief on their faces, but they were nervous and looking forward to more......?