Fang Dajun was taken aback, the memories of his previous life came rushing in, the county art troupe during this period was top-notch, and there were many Spring Festival Gala bigwigs, such as Uncle Benshan, International Zuying, etc., and there was a chance to perform in the Great Hall of the People and win a signed photo of the host, uh!

If I'm not mistaken, the first Spring Festival Gala will be held next year, regardless of the level of the art troupe during this period, as long as there are good works, you can be famous, and you can go to the Spring Festival Gala sooner or later.

It seems that now that he is participating in the county art troupe, even if he has a bad voice, he will have the opportunity to go to the Spring Festival Gala if he plays a clown, and he has become a national-level actor, and he can rely on the state for the rest of his life.

But this person, don't have big eyes and a small belly, he can't eat this bowl of rice when he performs, not to mention the rest, just because he is too handsome, he is easy to be jealous of his peers.

"Teacher Zhao, you let go first, I'm just a junior high school student who failed the high school entrance examination, what can I do in the county art troupe? So forget it. Fang Dajun said euphemistically, how can I say that this person is also very knowledgeable, and it is necessary to be polite.

"There are a lot of things that can be done, the art troupe is preparing to recruit two students to supplement, young man, if you nod, my old Zhao patted his chest and promised to get you a place." Zhao Han insisted.

After pulling for a while, he finally figured things out, the problem was in this song, and after Fang Dajun listened to Zhao Han sing the current version, he found that the difference was not too big, but the version he sang had a more beautiful melody, which was equivalent to an upgraded version, whether it was a chorus or a solo, it seemed more suitable.

In the end, he sang a few more times, and let Zhao Han learn, this person is also a master, he wrote the score on the spot, and then forced him to leave his name and address, or saw that he was really not interested in working in the art troupe, or maybe he saw his devastating voice like a wolf's howl, and finally let him go.

"Dajun, don't worry, I will write your name as the composer, and if this song really participates, I will definitely help you apply for a reward." Zhao Han said happily, dragging the score with both hands.

Fang Dajun waved his hand, not taking away a single cloud, it flashed in a chic manner, the lyrics were written by someone else, just adapting the tune, how much reward can it be, and he is not interested in spiritual rewards.

Anbu is a car, and if you have money, you can't call a taxi, and occasionally I see a bicycle, and my expression is like driving a BMW and Mercedes-Benz, and I drag it like 285.

When he arrived at the school, fortunately, the school gate had not yet opened, he should not have missed the time, and he asked someone and soon arrived at the downstairs of the dormitory, which was the girls' dormitory, and he just said that he couldn't get in.

Suo surnamed leaned against the door and waited, waiting for someone was a very irritable thing, so he simply took out the cigarette and lit it, with a hanging hairy shape, both the posture and the action were cool, who knew that such a route was not popular now, and after the two cigarettes were smoked, I didn't see a little girl passing by to talk to him......

"Suzu~~!" A piercing bell rang, from a large cake-shaped electric bell, such a bell instantly evoked his childhood memories, but also the memories of the era.

As soon as the bell fell, it was the sound of noisy footsteps and conversations, and the students were out of the classroom, not all of them lived on campus, and those who lived in the county were generally day students.

Fang Dajun bounced off the cigarette butt in a dashing manner, and he didn't have to worry about being fined by sanitation at all, what a good era!

The students flocked out of the school gate, dressed plainly, from a distance he could see a lot of patches on the students' clothes, with vegetables, but still vibrant, high school students in this period are the pride of the sky, many times more difficult than the university entrance examination in later generations, a group of students under the dim street lamp to form a memorable landscape painting, which makes him feel like he has walked into a movie......

"Brother, this way!" The voice of the second sister came, shaking her arms, wearing long sleeves in green cloth, wearing two whips, her face was a little thin, her melon seed face was shaped, her eyebrows were slightly arrogant, and her wheat's skin was embellished with a wild surname, and her eyes were big and bright, which looked brighter under the street lamps at night.

I couldn't help but think of that night, with a red belly pocket and a plaid trousers, my heart was hot, and I blurted out: "Second sister! ”

Then I greeted it, the second sister is not alone, there is a round-faced girl next to her, she looks average, but her breasts are very big, although her life is poor now, but girls don't have the concept of losing weight, and the overall breasts are generally bigger than those of girls in later generations.

"Brother, how long have you been here, this is Li Yangying, my sister's good friend." Fang Yan paused and said, "Yang Ying, he is my younger brother Fang Dajun, you can call him Dajun." ”

"Hello, Dajun." Li Yangying greeted heartily.

"Sister Ying, you're okay." Fang Dajun hurriedly replied, and said: "Sister, Sister Ying, let's go to the front and sit, there are a lot of people walking by the river, and there is also a place to sit." ”

"Well, brother, you wait for us first, I'll go back to the dormitory and put my things away." Fang Yan said loudly, she was holding a clothing package in her hand, which was the bamboo basket sent by Fang Dajun in the afternoon, and Li Yangying next to her was holding a thick stack of textbooks.

"Okay!"

Then Fang Yan and Li Yangying walked quickly to the dormitory, Fang Dajun didn't care about it, and began to "look", of course, the focus was on the female students, of course the whistle was not daring to blow, if it really blows, it is likely to enter the bureau.

"Hey, Dajun, it's really you!" Suddenly, a voice of surprise came.

Fang Dajun looked back and smiled: "It's not me, who else can it be." ”

The person who came was his junior high school classmates, only four of them continued to study in a class, two girls were admitted to the secondary school and flew high, although one of the boys had average grades, but the family conditions were good, and he went to study vocational secondary school, which was much worse than high school.

The remaining boy is the He Caijian in front of him, a Beidou person, who was admitted to high school, don't look at the only three people in the class who were really admitted to the high school line, and the head teacher was already happy with this achievement, because the competitors in the next class were only admitted to two.

As for his grades, he only went home to plant big bricks, also known as planting bricks (technical secondary school).

At the beginning, the second sister gave up high school, and even junior high school leaders came to the door, hoping that the second sister would continue to study in high school to win glory for the school, but finally lost under her father's silence.

The terrible admission rate, and if it weren't for the fact that children in the countryside would give priority to secondary school, those in the city who want to go to university would also have a lot of tragedy.

"Why did you come to school too, did you repeat your studies?" He Caijian's skin is very dark, his hair and face look very bleak, but his grades are very good.

"What are you repeating, it's not that you don't know my grades, I'm here to see my sister, my sister is in cram school." Fang Dajun did not shy away from saying that the relationship between the two was actually very good, because He Caijian was bullied by the senior at the beginning, and he came forward to deal with it.

Junior high school can be described as a two-level differentiation, generally in the second year of junior high school, you can almost determine the final high school entrance examination results, self-admitted that you can't pass the exam, generally are confused, get the junior high school graduation certificate even if you complete the task, poor grades but the same hard work naturally have, but definitely not all.

"By the way, it's time for you to be a sophomore in high school, how are your grades?" Fang Dajun took out a cigarette as he spoke, but He Caijian, who seemed to be honest, actually proposed to bring one too.

In this way, the two of them ran to the small alley next to them, and the second sister should not come down so quickly.

"Ahem, it turns out that the smoke smells like this, it's too choking." said that, but He Caijian then pumped again, "Dajun, you have sent it, you have pumped the filter." ”

"What's the matter, pretend to be face, it's you, you will be admitted to university in the future, don't forget your old classmates." Fang Dajun said happily, but this was what other classmates had said to him in his previous life, but he was tragic, and he didn't develop after finishing college.

"Hehe, that's for sure, if it wasn't for your help, I wouldn't have been able to keep my living expenses." He Caijian said with emotion.

In the first year of junior high school, you can pretend to be a grandson, you can contradict the teacher in the second year of junior high school, and you can extort junior students in the third year of junior high school, especially before graduation, in fact, it will extort a few cents to the sky, this money is just used to buy cigarettes, watch movies or something, but it is related to the life of the blackmailed person.

"What are you doing with those things, they are all classmates, and when you see the reason for not helping, which class are you in the second year of high school, I will come to you to play tricks when I have time."

"Okay, I'm in the second shift, two days a week."

The two smoked and chatted, and after a while, they talked about their former classmates, and now communication is extremely underdeveloped, basically only by writing letters, generally after graduation, unless the family is not far apart, or meet on the street, otherwise there is no way to contact, just like in ancient times, meet old acquaintances in other places, and be happy.

"Dajun, I met Tang Dongmei last month, and she asked me about you." When the cigarette was about to run out, He Caijian suddenly said a steep sentence.

"Ahem~~! There's nothing to mention her for! Fang Dajun was quite speechless, the previous owner pursued a girl when he was in junior high school, it was Tang Dongmei in He Caijian's mouth, but he didn't catch up, because Tang Dongmei's grades were not bad, but unfortunately he still failed in the high school entrance examination, and there was no contact after that.

"Hehe, don't be embarrassed, I listened to her tone, maybe I fell in love with you." He Caijian squeezed his eyes and said, honesty is just his appearance, but in fact, he is a sullen man.

"It's hairy, I really like it, I wouldn't have been unable to get off the stage in the first place." This is a shame for two lifetimes, and the love letter was read out in public, and it actually happened to him.

At this moment, the second sister Fang Yan's shout came, "Brother, brother, where did you go?" ”

Fang Dajun hurriedly said: "My sister is calling me, I am chatting back, this cigarette is for you to smoke slowly." As he spoke, he stuffed the remaining half a pack of cigarettes, firstly, he was happy to meet his old classmates, and secondly, he was afraid that the second sister would have cigarettes on him, and he would be scolded.

"Tang Dongmei works in the county's refrigeration factory, just to the north, do you want to go to her and play tricks......" He Caijian instructed, but before he could say anything, Fang Dajun had already run away.

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