After a week of joint training and hang-up, Zhang Zhonghua has been able to cooperate very well with the people of the Cultural Attack Troupe, although it is not seamless, but it has far exceeded the expectations of the head of Kong.

In Lao Huang's words, he is very talented, and he used to think that he was a genius. However, people are more dead than goods have to be thrown away, and the gap between ordinary geniuses and real geniuses is even greater than the gap between ordinary people and ordinary geniuses.

Lao Huang said that he was deeply hit.

Seven days later, it was time to go to the re-election, Zhang Zhonghua came to the comrades-in-arms cultural attack troupe early in the morning, checked his performance costumes and a large row of old liberation actors who were seconded by the cultural attack troupe.

As soon as the old liberation started, Zhang Zhonghua, who was sitting on the big box, regretted it, and Zhang Zhonghua vowed never to take a truck again, especially the current truck.

This old liberation is noisy, the shock absorption system is still poor, as soon as it is opened, Ding Ling is long, but where there is a ditch and a ditch, it is like riding a roller coaster.

It didn't take long to arrive at the re-selection site prepared by the Ministry of Wenhua.

The dizzy old liberation who sat with a very poor sense of comfort made Zhang Zhonghua, who had not been motion sick for 20 years in his previous life, feel a little motion sickness for the first time.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Zhonghua hurriedly opened the kettle he was carrying, rinsed his mouth, poured some water and cheered on his face, it was finally better, fortunately there was no makeup, otherwise it would be in vain.

"Yo, Xiaohua? Motion sickness? Lao Huang patted Zhang Zhonghua's back from behind, but with a hint of ridicule on his face, it felt as if he was saying, it turns out that Zhang Zhonghua is not good for you kid!

Zhang Zhonghua also saw the sneer on Lao Huang's face, but knew that there was no malice, just the daily ridicule between friends, and said a little depressedly: "It's indeed a little motion sickness, this motion sickness feels too uncomfortable."

"Hey motion sickness, you said it earlier, just sit in the front co-pilot, it can be better."

"I didn't expect to get motion sickness, who knew that the truck was so uncomfortable to sit on, and I had never been in a truck." Zhang Zhonghua said helplessly.

"Then you'll be the co-pilot when you go back."

After speaking, Lao Huang led Zhang Zhonghua and the army into the building in front of him.

Everyone walked backstage and started to put on makeup, for Zhang Zhonghua it was the first time that makeup was really good, and it was a very magical thing to watch others tinkering with the past on their faces.

Although makeup is not as troublesome as it will be in the future, it is still quite troublesome, but fortunately it is stage makeup.

If you can, Zhang Zhonghua really doesn't want to wear makeup, but there is no way, whether it is on stage or in film and television works, makeup is inevitable.

If you don't wear makeup, people will be on the stage now, and the lights will shine on people's faces will look particularly flat, not three-dimensional at all, and the same is true for film and television shooting, in order to make the performance show a better effect, you must wear makeup.

After putting on makeup and changing into costumes, Zhang Zhonghua began to wait in the waiting area, not that the show was called away by the urging staff. Looking at the people coming and going in front of me, there are old artists I don't know, and there are also old artists who look familiar but don't know their names, and I can't remember which party or which show I saw in my previous life.

But more of it is Zhang Zhonghua's unfamiliar face who comes and goes in a hurry without a little impression, looking at the people coming and going in front of him, Zhang Zhonghua can't help but make me a little nervous and anxious.

"Nervous?" Head Kong suddenly sat down next to Zhang Zhonghua and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, it's just a little anxious." Zhang Zhonghua naturally won't admit that he is nervous, he doesn't want to lose face?

"It's good not to be nervous, there is absolutely no problem with your singing level, and it is original, which is a plus, I heard Lao Huang say that the progress in the stage feeling is also unexpectedly great, just play normally, there is no big problem with a little flaw." Hearing the comfort of Head Kong, Zhang Zhonghua felt much better.

This is the voice that heard the urging scene: "The XXXX program is about to end, XXXX will wait for the scene immediately, and the red star will go to prepare for the battle according to me."

Generally, the stage evening is a show in the performance, a show in the side curtain waiting, a show is ready to wait, and a show is starting to prepare.

This is to give each show enough time to prepare for the gathering of actors and personal issues to ensure a smooth transition to the evening.

After a while, it was Zhang Zhonghua's turn to wait.

After the performance on the stage ended, the temporary host came to the stage: "The following on the stage is the song and dance "Red Star Goes to Fight According to Me", which was selected and sent by the Ministry of Justice, created and sung by Zhang Zhonghua of the Red Star Rolling Mill, and jointly performed by the comrades-in-arms Cultural Attack Troupe."

"Please enjoy."

The moderator stepped down after speaking. This is just a rehearsal and reselection, if it is really a performance, there will be a lot of string words, on the one hand, for the performance up and down, on the other hand, it is also to leave time for the support personnel to put on the props.

Now there are hosts just to tell what program is performing, in case the judges are distracted and not clear what program is about to appear.

The orchestra that was already on stage began to play first, and as the music sounded, Zhang Zhonghua and the dancers of the song and dance troupe appeared. (For details, please search for Yan Weiwen on a certain station on the Internet to find it, and the author will not write it.) ）

As the music sounded, the judges in the audience immediately came to the spirit, especially in the field of music, although they all have lyrics and scores in their hands, they also know what music is like, and they have tried to play it, but it feels different from this kind of professional performance group, especially the melodious flute sound is refreshing.

Judges in non-music fields can naturally hear whether the music is good or bad.

As soon as Zhang Zhonghua came on stage, all the judges in the audience were even more dazzled, heh, this young man is so handsome and really energetic, he just doesn't know how to sing.

Just when the judges were looking at Zhang Zhonghua, it was Zhang Zhonghua who spoke.

"Little Bamboo Pai River Midstream"

"Walking on both sides of the towering green mountains"

……

Hearing Zhang Zhonghua's singing, the judges in the audience were even more surprised.

The song is well written.

The score is good.

People grow well.

Singing very well.

Perfect, this is the evaluation of the judges in the audience, and the label has been marked as passed, as long as it is good, it will be no problem, there are successors, successors!

On the other side of their minds, a few people were muttering.

One of them asked, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

Another asked, "Is it really him?"

"It's really him!"

"You didn't ......" another person...... was interrupted.

"Are you finished?"

One of them was furious, you can not believe my business ability, but you can't doubt that I am blind!

"Are you blind, or am I blind? I don't know him yet. Zhang Zhonghua, 18 years old, Red Star Rolling Mill, people are standing there, don't you know him? Who of you doesn't know him? ”

"I just can't believe that Team Zhang sang a song and screamed like an international friend who had a good life and committed suicide."

"Is it with my sister-in-law?"

"I've heard my sister-in-law sing, that is, I can listen to it, at most it's better than Zhang."

"And who is this?"

"Really?"

"Brother Wuen" several people scolded at the same time.

"Beware of Team Zhang coming to you at night."

"You're not afraid of nightmares at night."

"When you go down, Team Zhang and your sister-in-law will let you experience mixed doubles again."

"I, you are feudal superstition."

"Sue us, brother." Several people scolded at the same time.

The scolded person could only squat in the corner of the wall to draw circles, muttering curses a few people.

These people are really from the Sijiu City Security Bureau, who are specially responsible for the preliminary review of the actors, and there are other personnel who conduct in-depth reviews in the later stage.

Not to mention that there is still a lot of power in Sijiu City on the southeast island now, even if it is placed in a stable period of several decades, such a high-level performance, everyone's ancestors and eighteen generations will be picked up.

It's just that they didn't expect to meet Zhang Zhonghua here, Zhang Zhonghua didn't know them, but they were too familiar with Zhang Zhonghua, because Zhang Zhonghua's father was their original captain.

A few minutes later, the performance ended, and Zhang Zhonghua was about to step down but was stopped: "Young man, wait a minute."

"Leader?" Zhang Zhonghua, who heard the voice, stopped.

"How old is the young man?" An old man with gray hair asked.

"Leader, I'm 18 years old and almost 19 years old!"

"Working at the Red Star Rolling Mill."

"Yes, I am now acting as the deputy chief of the publicity department of the Red Star Rolling Mill."

"Okay, young and promising, superb, there are successors, I can tell you clearly here, go back and prepare well." This person who looked at the first time when he heard Zhang Zhonghua's singing asked a few people from the Public Security Bureau.

got Zhang Zhonghua's answer that there was definitely no problem, and after communicating with several other people, Zhang Zhonghua's program was set. Are there any questions about the other performers? If there is a problem, change it, Zhang Zhonghua has no problem.

"Thank you, leader." Zhang Zhonghua bowed and stepped down.

After Zhang Zhonghua stepped down, he met with Regiment Commander Kong and told them the good news, and everyone cheered and returned to the comrades-in-arms Cultural Attack Regiment.

This time, Zhang Zhonghua made a jeep with Captain Li, and Lao Huang had already told him about Zhang Zhonghua's motion sickness, so he directly invited Zhang Zhonghua to take his jeep.

Everyone sang and laughed and returned to the comrades-in-arms and began a more intense rehearsal journey.