From this day on, Lou Zhenhua gathered some side members of the Lou family and began to secretly transfer the gold, antiques and US dollars that the Lou family left in China, and those who could make it to Hong Kong Island were transported to Hong Kong Island and handed over to the boss of the Lou family, that is, Lou Xiao'e's eldest brother, so that he could buy some real estate on Hong Kong Island.

Some antique cultural relics that are not easy to transfer and transport long distances are hidden in Sijiu City.

The Lou family and the Tan family have been operating in Sijiu City for a hundred years, and they have a lot of hidden things in their hands. These hidden places don't tell you where they are, and you won't be able to find them unless you demolish the main building.

In the previous life, how many treasures were found during the demolition of Sijiu City, this was still just bursting, and there were more that didn't burst.

On the other side, Zhang Zhonghua rode towards the courtyard in the cool night breeze.

Thinking back to the meeting and conversation just now, I don't know how much they can listen to what they just said to Lou Zhenhua and Lou's mother, I hope they can listen to it more, at least not as miserable as in their previous life.

Zhang Zhonghua really doesn't like Xu Damao, a real villain, in his previous life, he saw someone on the Internet who was ashamed to say that he would rather like a sincere person than a hypocrite. What else does it say that a real villain is at least true, a hypocrite looks bright and upright on the surface, but in fact he has a bad stomach.

It's all, it didn't fall on his own head, and he didn't have a backache when he stood and talked.

No matter how hypocritical a hypocrite is, at least the superficial work will be done well, and for the sake of his own influence, the yin person will also pay attention to the influence and have scruples about doing things.

And the real villain doesn't care about the impact at all, how yin comes, how bad comes, does bad things without scruples, harms others and benefits themselves, and even harms others and is not beneficial to themselves, and does not do any good things.

Just like Yi Zhonghai, an uncle in many fandom questions, except for being a little eccentric when it comes to He Yuzhu, other times it is still fair and just, people are not machines, and it is impossible to be fair and just.

What would happen if he put Xu Damao and bangs in the position of an uncle? What they can do will be ten times and a hundred times worse than Yi Zhonghai.

Zhang Zhonghua rode while thinking, and after a while, he returned to the courtyard and asked the third master Yan Bugui to open the door for him to let Zhang Zhonghua enter the courtyard.

"Xiaohua, you came back so late, where did you go?"

Yan Bugui opened the door of the courtyard and saw that it was Zhang Zhonghua, curious why Zhang Zhonghua came back so late, so he asked curiously.

"After work, I went to an uncle's house to sit for a while, so I came back a little late, I'm sorry for you, the third master will be two days later, I'll get a bottle of good wine, let's drink some."

When the third master Yan Bugui heard this, he immediately smiled.

"Oh, Xiaohua, isn't it just to open the door, this is what I should do."

"That's not possible, I won't have to trouble the three masters in the future."

After chatting with the third master, Zhang Zhonghua returned to his house and rested.

Zhang Zhonghua went to work and got off work step by step every day, reading books and newspapers, and ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past ten days, the martial arts proficiency has reached level five, and the composition mastery, lyric mastery, and singing mastery have been hung up to the five-level professional level, and the writing has been put on the hang-up position.

Although it is not very high, it will take more than ten years of hard work for a person with a little talent to reach this level. This level is enough for the time being, and there will be a chance to practice/AFK to a higher level in the future.

Early one morning, Zhang Zhonghua came to the office of Liu Jianjian of the Propaganda Section with the lyrics and score of "Red Star Follows Me to Fight".

"𠳐,𠳐𠳐"

Zhang Zhonghua came to the door of the section chief's office and knocked on the door a few times. I heard Liu Jianjian's voice from the office: "Please come in."

Zhang Zhonghua heard the sound and pushed the door and walked into the office.

"Section Chief."

Zhang Zhonghua walked into the office and saw Liu Jianshe writing something at the desk, so he said hello.

"Xiaohua? Why are you here, please take a seat. ”

Liu Jianshe saw that it was Zhang Zhonghua, and immediately motioned for him to sit on the chair in front of him.

"Thank you, section chief."

Zhang Zhonghua took advantage of the situation and sat opposite Liu Jianjian.

"Xiaohua, how are you feeling these days?"

"Very good section chief, I have read a lot of materials written by our section in the past few days, especially the materials you wrote and the leader's speech, and the level is very high. I also learned a lot and felt that I was not enough. ”

Zhang Zhonghua briefly talked about his experience in the past few days, and praised Corey's work and Liu Jianjian.

"Xiaohua, don't be presumptuous, you are mainly too inexperienced now, you have to read more and write more, and your level will soon far surpass mine."

Hearing Zhang Zhonghua's words, Liu Jianshe was obviously very happy, and encouraged Zhang Zhonghua again.

"During this time, because of the big party, I was anxious, and I didn't take care of you, I hope you don't be surprised."

It can be seen that Liu Jianshe is indeed very busy, and the mental state of the whole person is much worse than when Zhang Zhonghua first came to report ten days ago.

"Section chief, I'm here for this."

Hearing Liu Jianshe mention the matter of the gala, Zhang Zhonghua took the opportunity to say that he was here for this matter.

"Oh, Xiaohua, what do you have a good idea. You don't know, I've been worried to death these days, and I have prepared a few programs to practice, the key is that the leader gave me an order, I must have characteristics, and compare with other factories. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Zhonghua understood that this was the same as the leader of his previous life, and even the requirements were the same, and he knew that he had no constructive suggestions at all to make requests. It's really the leader who opens his mouth, and the subordinates run and break their legs.

"Section Chief, I wrote a song, you can take a look."

After speaking, Zhang Zhonghua handed the lyrics and score of "Red Star Follow Me to Fight" to Liu Jianjian.

"Oh, you wrote a song?"

Liu Jianshe was interested, but he didn't expect to tell Zhang Zhonghua about the big party before, and he really took it to heart.

Liu Jianshe took the two pieces of paper handed over by Zhang Zhonghua and looked at them.

I didn't take it too seriously, but the more I watched, the more surprised I became, although he didn't know how to compose, but he still knew a little bit about the score, after all, he was the head of the propaganda section. The lyrics are well written, and according to his superficial musical knowledge, the song should not be difficult to hear.

"Great, I don't know much about the score, but it should be good, mainly because the lyrics are well written. If I'm not mistaken, this is probably a story about the South. ”

Liu Jianshe was obviously a little curious about how Zhang Zhonghua wrote this song.

"This is based on the experience my father told me about his experience in Gannan, and there is another story that inspired me."

As soon as Liu Jianshe heard this, he became interested and asked Zhang Zhonghua: "What story?"

So Zhang Zhonghua told Liu Jianshe the story of General Bao's son Bao Shengsu, as well as some experiences in southern Gan told by Zhang Zhonghua's father.

"Okay, Xiaohua has the level, and he wrote such a song through these stories, which is amazing. Xiaohua, I don't know much about the score, I don't know if you can sing it. ”

"No problem, but my level is limited, so you can make do with it, section chief."

"A small bamboo row in the middle reaches of the river

Walk on both sides of the towering green hills

The eagle spreads its wings and flies

Even if it's stormy

The burden of revolution is on our shoulders

The party's teachings are kept in mind

The party's teachings are kept in mind

The party's teachings are kept in mind

A small bamboo row in the middle reaches of the river

The surging river flows eastward

The red star is shining

Fight as I do

Revolutions have been pouring from generation to generation

Go forward and follow the party

Go forward and follow the party

Smash the old world of all evil

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are covered with splendor

Dressed in splendor

Smash the old world of all evil

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are covered with splendor

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are splendid"

The lyrics of this song are actually very typical battle texts, expressing irreconcilable class contradictions with the evil old society, but the melody composed by this lyrics is completely a beautiful poetry of "the apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the light boat has crossed the ten thousand mountains". (From Baidu Encyclopedia)

"Section chief, I finished singing, and I asked if I didn't prepare in advance, and I didn't sing well."

"Excessive modesty is pride, you can't sing well? What does it mean to sing well? I don't think it's much worse than those singers. ”

Although Liu Jianjian's words are a bit exaggerated, Zhang Zhonghua's fifth-level professional level is already comparable to most singers in his previous life (idol singers are not counted).

Of course, it's still close to the national team, and at least you have to reach level six to reach the level of the national team.

Most of the people in the national team can reach level seven, of course, this is the limit of most talents, and there are very few people at level eight.

"Let's go, Xiaohua, follow me to see the factory director."

After Liu Jianshe finished speaking, he took Zhang Zhonghua out of the office, and as soon as he got out of the office, the two of them were startled, the corridor was full of people, there were people from the propaganda department and people from other departments, all staring at the two.

"It was Zhang Ke who sang it just now? That's so good! ”

"What song is this? How I haven't heard of it before"

"Zhang Ke is too handsome?"

"I'm going to give you a monkey !!"

Everyone said babblingly, but it seemed that something strange had been mixed in!!!

"Let's go, let's go to the factory."

After Liu Jianshe drove everyone in the corridor, he took Zhang Zhonghua to the factory director's office.

After getting the permission of the factory director, Liu Jianshe took Zhang Zhonghua into the factory director's office.

"Factory Director."

"Construction? And Xiaohua? How did you guys get here? ”

Director Yang was a little curious, why did they come to him.

"The director of the factory is like this, didn't you say that you want to prepare a special gala program? Just now, Deputy Section Chief Zhang came to me to ............, and the song he wrote is really good, so why don't I bring Deputy Section Chief Zhang to listen to it? ”

Liu Jianshe heard Director Yang's question and told him what Zhang Zhonghua said when he came to him just now, and said that the song written by Zhang Zhonghua was very good.

As soon as he heard this, Director Yang became interested.

"Oh, the song that Xiaohua wrote? Or is it based on Gannan's experience and the experience of real characters? Sing and sing for me. ”

Zhang Zhonghua sang this song again very obediently.

Director Yang was obviously very intoxicated by what he heard.

"Okay, okay, great, let's see how those old guys compare to me."

Director Yang was very happy and praised Zhang Zhonghua loudly.

"Then it's decided, just this song, Xiaohua will go back and practice hard, and strive to be selected by the ministry to send it, and then my old Yang will have a light on his face."