Partner: Bastard! You old yellow, in your fifties, you lived in vain!

Huang: I haven't finished yet, what are you anxious about? I mean, thank you for giving me the first opportunity to co-host.

Partner: Cooperate with the host, often do things, and everyone else. Excuse me, what's your name?

Huang: My name is Huang Sheng.

Partner: Why is it called Huang Sheng?

Huang: Because, I was born in Huang County, Shandong.

Partner: Oh, Huang Sheng was born in Huang County, what if he was born in Beiliao?

Huang: That's called Beisheng.

Partner: What if you were born in Chu County?

Huang: That's called Chu Sheng (brute).

Wow...... The laughter below rang out again.

Huang: Hey, why are you going around and cursing people?

Partner: That's what happened to you the first time. Don't think I'm a bully, girl.

The host of two people, although not very elegant, but after all, the atmosphere is relaxed. The actors all felt that they didn't need to be so restrained in front of the leading cadres, their mood was relaxed, and their performance actions were also relaxed.

There's a dancer. deliberately clumsily fell two heels, and then got up in embarrassment, causing the audience to laugh. Wang Wenhua saw that the atmosphere was lively, so he put his mind at ease.

According to the progress of yesterday's performance, coupled with the cancellation of the acrobatic performance program, Wang Wenhua asked for an hour to complete the performance task, and in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, he always gave the secretary of the municipal party committee a chance to speak.

Therefore, in the general rhythm of assembly work, it soon arrived at the stall of Xu Youjing and his wife's performance, and the two of them sang "Sitting in the Palace", and the audience applauded warmly, asking them to come again.

Someone in the audience actually asked them to sing "Farewell My Concubine". The host Lao Huang looked at the audience, and scolded loudly at the man: "Ji, Ji, I think you look like a chicken!" ”

Lao Huang's scolding words made the audience laugh.

"How do you curse?" The man in the audience quit. Wang Wenhua's eyes widened and he saw that this person was the director of the Cultural Bureau, Lao Gou, his own colleague. I thought to myself, this is really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family doesn't recognize the family.

"As soon as the husband and wife got together, you let the family sing "Farewell My Concubine"? Is there such a drama as you? If it weren't for the New Year, I'd go down and kick you twice. "It turned out that this Lao Huang had a conflict with the director of the Cultural Bureau, but I didn't expect it to break out on this occasion today.

"Lao Huang!" Seeing this scene, Wang Wenhua immediately shouted and ordered him to "Shut up!" ”

"Applaud the return, this is an appreciation for the actors. I don't even understand this......" Lao Gou felt a little embarrassed, so he muttered, fortunately, Wang Wenhua drank and ordered Lao Huang to stop talking, and Lao Huang didn't return the favor. That's it.

Next, the sketch performance was very successful. Amid the laughter of the audience, the secretary general of the municipal party committee announced the end of the group worship performance. Finally, the leaders of the Municipal Party Committee, the Municipal People's Congress, the Municipal Government, and the CPPCC walked on the stage to shake hands with the actors, followed by a group photo.

Qi Daliang, chairman of the Photographers Association, brought the most old old camera, pinched it with a small balloon, and then got into the black blackout curtain to take pictures.

After taking the photo, he happily told Wang Wenhua: "Today's performance is too successful!" ”

"How do you know you've succeeded?" Wang Wenhua felt that he was being touted.

"I saw in the camera lens that the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor were smiling happily. I knew that they were very satisfied. They are satisfied, and the show is a success! ”

After listening to Qi Daliang's words, Wang Wenhua thought to himself, isn't the success of the performance the credit of summer? Thinking about the fact that he had to replace him, I couldn't help but regret it. Although the quality of summer is problematic, it is a talent after all.

Isn't this group worship performance all dependent on his organizational work? It seems that as a leader, it is also important to enable people you don't like.

"Wenhua, the performance is good!" Wang Wenhua was thinking about Qi Daliang, when the secretary of the municipal party committee suddenly walked up to him and praised him. Wang Wenhua thought that this was probably an impromptu praise from the secretary of the municipal party committee, or a word of encouragement out of politeness, right?

Unexpectedly, after the secretary of the municipal party committee finished speaking, he then asked him: "Is there something wrong in the afternoon?" If you have time to come to my office, let's talk......"

"Secretary Zhou, I've been tired for a year, you should rest! Why am I embarrassed to disturb your break? Wang Wenhua immediately looked flattered.

"It's the New Year, let's talk about culture! Hehe...... "The secretary of the municipal party committee smiled casually, and at this time, I saw the secretary Xiao Gao coming over, probably something to remind the secretary of the municipal party committee!

However, Xiao Gao only quietly said a few words to the secretary of the municipal party committee, and then came over and told Wang Wenhua: "You have to report to work, after two o'clock in the afternoon!" ”

Obviously, the secretary of the municipal party committee came to chat with me, why did it become my report? Wang Wenhua shook his head in confusion and didn't say anything.

The highest summoning is the dream of all leading cadres, and now, it is easy to have the opportunity, how can I choose the word of secretary?

In the afternoon, Wang Wenhua took Xu Xiaoli to the Municipal Party Committee Building. Because it was Chinese New Year's Eve, there was no holiday and no one working in the office building. When I went to the secretariat on the third floor, I saw several secretaries playing poker.

"Kodaka, I'm here!" Wang Wenhua stood at the door and shouted at Xiaogao.

"Oh, Chairman Wang, wait a minute, I'll see if the mayor is leaving?" As he spoke, Xiao Gao threw down the playing cards in his hand and went to Secretary Zhou's office to see the situation.

Oh! Now this secretary is really not easy to be. Chinese New Year's Eve, and to accompany the leader to stay here, Wang Wenhua couldn't help but sigh.

After more than 20 minutes, Xiao Gao came out of Secretary Zhou's office and shouted here: "Chairman Wang, Secretary Zhou is invited." ”

Wang Wenhua hurriedly smiled at several secretaries, got up and walked to Secretary Zhou's office, knocked on the door and walked into the study, seeing that Secretary Zhou and the mayor were still sitting in a rocking chair and talking in a low voice, he stopped with Xu Xiaoli, and stood next to the roll cabinet at the door with a smile, looking around the office.

The office was large, about thirty square meters, and against the side wall, there was a large dark red writing desk, on which was placed a unique lamp, a cluster of sharpened red and blue pencils, and a few heavy signature pens inserted in the pen holder.

Leaning against the side wall, there is a row of tall bookcases carved from pear blossom wood, the bookcases are very high, the top is about to touch the roof, and the complete works of Marxism-Leninism, the biography of the leader, the "Zizhi Tongjian", "Twenty-four History" and all kinds of Chinese and foreign masterpieces are neatly arranged on it.