After deciding the results of the treatment of Xu Damao, all the families in the courtyard took their rice bowls and benches back to their homes, and happily discussed about Xu Damao as they walked, especially He Yuzhu, Xu Damao's rival, to supervise him, and I believe that there will be a lot of good things to watch in the coming month.

There are also many people who are ready to prepare for tonight, and give Xu Damao a good WBD publicity tomorrow, I believe that tomorrow will not be over, and Xu Damao's lack of virtue will spread all over the neighborhood.

On the other side, Xu Damao also limped home, don't look like he was beaten very badly, in fact, they were all skin injuries, He Yuzhu is not a fool, he really beat Xu Damao to a serious injury in front of everyone, although he stood up, I am afraid it will be enough for him to drink a pot.

Moreover, He Yuzhu has beaten Xu Damao for many years, so he naturally has rich experience and knows where to hit it hurts but will not cause serious injury. Otherwise, with He Yuzhu's combat effectiveness, Xu Damao would have died many times.

The three masters of the quadrangle, as well as He Yuzhu and Zhang Zhonghua, sent Aunt Liu and others out of the quadrangle.

"Lao Yi, your courtyard has always performed very well, how did Xu Damao come up with such a thing, in the future, you three stewards must educate and guide the residents of the courtyard......"

Aunt Liu said to the three uncles as she walked, and the first uncle Yi Zhonghai naturally said yes.

"There is such an incident in Xu Damao today, if there is no outstanding performance this year, I am afraid that it will be difficult to evaluate the first, and I have to work hard!"

After Aunt Liu finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Zhang Zhonghua again.

"Xiaohua, I heard you wrote a song?"

Hearing Aunt Liu ask about this, Zhang Zhonghua didn't feel strange at all, who are these aunts, there is nothing in the whole area that they don't know.

"Aunt Liu, I did write a song, our section chief and Director Yang are very satisfied, and they are ready to recommend it!"

Hearing that Aunt Liu's eyes lit up when she heard that she was going to recommend the selection, she naturally knew what it meant, if she was really selected, she would be honored as the director!

"Okay, Xiaohua, you are good, you are really right to let you be the deputy chief of the Propaganda Section, if you are really chosen, your Aunt Liu and I will also have a light on my face."

Aunt Liu said three good things in a row, patted Zhang Zhonghua on the shoulder, and looked very excited. turned around and appeased, and He Yuzhu, who was very grateful, left with a few aunts.

"What's the situation? What writes a song? ”

After seeing Aunt Liu go away, He Yuzhu asked Zhang Zhonghua impatiently.

Yi Zhonghai, the first uncle, was also full of curiosity.

"Last time, Section Chief Liu told me that the ministry was going to organize a big party, and all factories were going to have programs, and he was worried about this matter every day, so I thought that as soon as I entered the venue, I would let me act as the deputy chief of the propaganda department, and I had to make some contributions to our factory, so it took me a while to write a song, and I didn't expect that Section Chief Liu and the factory director were very satisfied."

Zhang Zhonghua looks like I just write casually, who knows that the leaders are very satisfied, in the words of modern people, it is all words.

However, Yi Zhonghai, the eldest man who heard this, and He Yuzhu, did not show the disgusted expressions that readers usually have when they hear ordinary words.

In the eyes of the two of them and semi-illiterate, it is already very powerful to be able to write songs, don't look at He Yuzhu usually looks like I am uneducated and I am proud, but as a country ruled by scholars for almost two thousand years, even most of the bandits in the old society and feudal dynasties are also courteous to scholars, not to mention that He Yuzhu is just a mischievous cook!

What's more, the song written by Zhang Zhonghua was also photographed by the factory leaders, and it was recommended to be selected, and it was possible to give it to the instructor and Mr. Wu to perform, what an honor it was.

"Why didn't I know you could write songs?"

He Yuzhu asked Zhang Zhonghua with envy.

"I'll have a lot of me, and I'm going to report to you, huh? You're a stinky cook, how old are you? ”

Zhang Zhonghua looked arrogant, raised his chest and walked to his home! He Yuzhu muttered depressedly in the back.

Yi Zhonghai, an uncle, looked at the two of them, shook his head and went home, this young man became more and more incomprehensible.

In the next few days, He Yuzhu began to supervise Xu Damao to clean the yard and toilets, and the entire courtyard could hear He Yuzhu's shouting when he supervised Xu Damao, as well as Xu Damao's angry shouting, which added a bit of excitement to the small courtyard.

Everyone in the courtyard has a big show to watch every day, and their expressions are much happier.

Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Zhang Zhonghua was looking at materials in the office, and Liu Jianjian, the head of the propaganda section, pushed the door in.

"Xiaohua, let's go, go out with me."

"Where's the section chief?"

Seeing Liu Jianshe coming in in a hurry, and letting himself follow as soon as he entered the door, Zhang Zhonghua curiously asked Liu Jianshe what he was going to do.

"Talk as you go."

The two walked out of the office, and Liu Jianshe explained to Zhang Zhonghua as he walked.

It turned out that last time, Director Yang contacted his former old comrades-in-arms, and now his comrades-in-arms are the head of the Wenfeng (deliberate) regiment.

Liu Jianshe took the song written by Zhang Zhonghua to the cultural attack group, and the head of the cultural attack group of his comrades-in-arms saw it, not to say that he was shocked, but he was also very surprised. I heard that it was done by a young man who had just become an adult, and he was even more curious about Zhang Zhonghua, so he had to let Liu Jianshe bring an insight.

Liu Jianshe had no choice, so today he was going to take Zhang Zhonghua to meet the head of the comrade-in-arms Wenqiao Regiment.

The two rode bicycles all the way to the station of the comrades-in-arms cultural attack regiment, waited at the door for a while, and after the guards were sure, they let the two in.

"You are Comrade Zhang Zhonghua, a talent, you can write a song like Red Star to fight at a young age, it's amazing!"

Before Liu Jianshe could introduce him, the middle-aged head of the regiment warmly held Zhang Zhonghua's hand and praised him.

This operation confuses Zhang Zhonghua and Liu Jianjian, what do you mean? But the next words made Liu Jianshe stupid!

"Have you ever wanted to come to work in our cultural attack group?"

I'm going to dig the foot of the wall??? Comrade Liu Jianjian, head of the Propaganda Section of our Red Star Rolling Mill, had such a sentence in his head!

"Chief, you can't do this! If Zhang Zhonghua is poached by you, I will be hoisted and beaten by our factory director when I return to the rolling mill! ”

Liu Jianshe said sadly to his comrade-in-arms, the head of the Cultural Attack Regiment, in an almost pleading tone.

"Just kidding, just kidding, I'm an old comrade-in-arms with you Director Yang, how can I dig into his corner!"

Head Li also reacted, it didn't seem appropriate to dig the foot of the wall as soon as they met, and if the matter of digging the foot of the wall was known to that old Yang, he would have to knock himself a few times for wine, if he really poached Zhang Zhonghua, that damn old Yang could eat himself for the rest of his life!

I have to find a way to let Zhang Zhonghua apply for it by himself, and then Lao Yang will not be able to find a reason to blackmail himself! Captain Li thought so!

Looking at the look of Regiment Leader Li, although Liu Jianshe didn't know what he was thinking, he definitely didn't have any good intentions, he knew too well what virtues Liu Jianjian, who had been working with Director Yang for several years, Director Yang and his comrades-in-arms! Every time I complained about Director Yang, I pushed them on their old leader, and I didn't know what kind of head could bring out such a group of people, just like NM bandits.

No, I have to report this matter to the factory director when I go back, Liu Jianshe made up his mind in his heart!

And Zhang Zhonghua looked even more confused when he watched the performance of the two, what is the situation? Just now, there was a comrade-in-arms who was digging the foot of the wall, and the head of the Wenqiao regiment immediately gave up the idea of digging the foot of the wall when he heard that Director Yang, is Director Yang so terrible?

"Don't talk about this, let's go, the song and dance troupe is ready, I heard Section Chief Liu say that you sing well, let me see and understand."

After speaking, he pulled Zhang Zhonghua and walked towards the rehearsal hall, completely ignoring Liu Jianshe next to him.

When I came to the rehearsal hall, the orchestra was ready, and there was a group of people watching.

Zhang Zhonghua looked at several familiar faces inside, and he seemed to have seen them on TV when he was a child in his previous life.

Ouch, isn't this the master of the little black fat man and the young horse? Why are they left in the wrong place! Zhang Zhonghua liked the cross talk of Deqian Club very much in his previous life, and for this reason, he also specially checked the genealogy of the cross talk world, these two are the sixth generation!

Finally, there are two people who can know each other, and they still appear in places that shouldn't be there! But if you have a good relationship with these two people, will you be able to tease the little black fat man by virtue of your seniority in the future? Can you also become the ancestor of those people who should be hung on the wall? When I thought of this Zhang Zhonghua, I became interested! Seems interesting!

"Xiaohua, come and let me see your level, everyone is in place, all ready."

During the period of time when Zhang Zhonghua was thinking wildly, the head of the Cultural Offensive Regiment, Li had already arranged everything, saying that he wanted to see Zhang Zhonghua's level.

Not only did he want to see and learn, but the rest of the group also wanted to see and understand.

They had all seen this song, and some of the singers in the troupe had also tried to sing it, and they all thought it was very good, and they heard that it was written by a young man who had just turned eighteen, so they were very curious.

I heard that the author himself is coming to the group today, and the whole group of people who have nothing to do is here, and I want to meet the young people now.

When I saw it today, my eyes lit up, and it was really extraordinary. I saw that this young man was one meter eight meters tall, with a burly figure and sword eyes, a righteous face and a confident demeanor, and a confident temperament all over his body. Let the comrades-in-arms who are accustomed to seeing handsome guys and beauties also sigh, what a young man with pink makeup and proud heroic style!

The young actresses of the Cultural Attack Troupe were excited, seeing that the plastic sisterhood was about to be shattered, and a psychological battle between the good sisters of the past was about to begin.

Zhang Zhonghua heard that he wanted to see his own condition? Then come on, it is said that Shibei should be impressed for three days, not to mention that it has been more than ten days, and he is still a plug-in, Zhang Zhonghua is no longer Wuxia Amon now, which can be said to be full of confidence.

"Let's go!"

With the order of Captain Li, everyone in the orchestra began to play according to the score, and the light music sounded in the rehearsal hall.

"Little Bamboo Pai River Middle Reaches ......"