On August 18, 2004, the weather was still unbearably hot.

There is no Jiazi in the mountains, the cold years do not know the year, and they are trapped in this square inch every day, what to do today and what to do tomorrow will be arranged, Wu Dong himself is too lazy to look at the calendar.

The day after tomorrow at 10 o'clock in the morning, the plane will go to Athens, and tomorrow afternoon the national track and field training team will have dinner (departure ceremony), and the coaching team will break up today.

Sending you a thousand miles must be goodbye in the end, Wu Dong hates parting, so he doesn't plan to send them at all.

……

At three o'clock in the afternoon, he was going to attend the departure ceremony of the closing ceremony team, and when he came back in the evening, Zhuang Xinya, Zhang Jingjing, Zhou Zhiqiang, and Zhang Qianqian were estimated to have left.

Perhaps seeing Wu Dong's loss, Tong Xiaorong comforted: "There are more opportunities to get together in the future, if you participate in the next Olympic Games, they will definitely be by your side in the next few years, or will you go to say goodbye to them?" ”

"Let's go, they probably all take a nap."

Wu Dong's tone was very flat but it was difficult to hide the loss, nothing else, he just hated parting.

This is the shadow of his previous life, after he sent his parents to the car, an ordinary separation became a farewell.

Tong Xiaorong glanced in the rearview mirror.

These people only had a little intersection with Wu Dong in a working relationship, and their age, encounters, and hobbies were different, and they didn't have much communication except for training.

The boss is too emotional, which is not a good thing.

But it must be a good thing for the assistant who has been with him for the longest time, Tong Xiaorong bit her lip and smiled slightly.

……

Wu Dong just stared at the dormitory for a long time before getting on the bus, and the people above all looked at it, and no one would take any nap before they parted after getting along for five months.

Zhuang Xinya was a little regretful that an Amelico scientific research institution sent her an invitation letter, and there is a high probability that she will not come back.

Zhang Jingjing was a little melancholy, a little worried, Wu Dong was too interested, would someone take advantage of it???

Zhou Zhiqiang was a little hesitant, Wu Dong persuaded him not to sell the house in Yanjing, don't take the job opportunities over there too seriously, our country is on the rise, the book is slowly declining, and it will be difficult to come back in a few years.

However, experts and professors say that China will not be able to catch up with the Japanese in 30~50 years, is Wu Dong better than all experts and professors?

No way! When pigs fly!

Zhou Zhiqiang saw him get into the car and said to himself: "The arrow is ready to be sent on the string!" Wu Dong, you are a good person, I also know that you are kind, I thank you. ”

Zhang Qianqian was lying on the bed and making a phone call, he was going to visit Wu Dong's house, Wu Dong's parents were in Xinfeng, and it was a good story for him, the coach, to watch TV with the athlete's family during the Olympic Games.

——

At half past two in the afternoon, TZ District, Beiyuan No. 1.

Tomorrow the director and actors, and the crew will be evacuated from here.

Different from the sadness and parting on the training ground, everyone here has that solemnity on their faces.

Olympics!

Their eight-minute performance was given too much meaning, and you could say that he was the closing ceremony performance rather than the prologue to the opening ceremony of the 2008 Yenching Olympic Games!

The leaders of the Sports Association came, the leaders of the General Administration of Sports, and even the leaders of the Propaganda Department.

After watching the promotional video and watching a complete performance, the leaders were quite satisfied and praised all the participants.

The leader is gone.

"Papapapa" Director Zhang clapped his hands, "No matter what, the content is this."

Tomorrow we will have a day off and the day after tomorrow we will charter a flight to Athens with the track and field team, and then go to the site to step on the spot when we arrive in Athens. Victory! ”

"Victory! Victory...... Oooooooooo......oo

A group of people whined and screamed, relieving the psychological pressure.

On occasions like this, someone needs to come out and pick a head.

Chen Weiya, "Hey, come on, come on, let's all engage in literature and art, show off our talents!" Tell you that the opportunity is rare, Director Zhang, Director Wu are here, remember you later, maybe you will remember the casting......"

"Hahaha." Everyone laughed, and everyone understood this without him.

But according to the process, someone still has to start this.

"Yes, yes, come, I'll throw bricks and lead the way, I'll have a ...... first"

……

All of them are in the literary and artistic circles, and these people are really talented once they relax.

Peking Opera, Ballet, Classical Dance, Poetry Recitation......

Director Wu drank mineral water and laughed with them, and the faint sorrow in his heart was diluted a lot.

Director Qin, "Director Wu, do you want to have dinner with us at night?" Can you have some drink......

"Okay, don't tempt me, I've been practicing for months, how dare I drink, I can only drink some bottled water at dinner."

Zhang Yimou laughed, "Come on, come on, then you put on a show." ”

These people in the literary and artistic circles are afraid that there will be no opportunity to show their faces, and there is no such thing as reserve.

Wu Dong didn't twist either, and stood up generously.

"Hey, Tang Yan, come and give me your drum!"

Tang Yan, dressed in Han costume, was full of surprise, and she rushed over to hand the tambourine to Wu Dong.

"When will Director Wu remember your name?"

"How do I know, maybe I usually remember what we say?"

"Hey, that means he's paying attention to you."

"Maybe he'll remember you too?"

"Hmm~ o(* ̄▽ ̄*)o, no."

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Saying no, these dozen or so Olympic babies all laughed.

Wu Dong looked at Huang Doudou, "Teacher Huang, help me to cooperate with the sword dance." ”

Huang Doudou is also a ceiling-like existence in the dance circle, but he is still flattered to be called a teacher by Wu Dong.

"Director Wu, Director Wu, just call me by my name."

Wu Dong, "Hahaha, you are two years older than me, how rude it is to call your name." ”

Huang Doudou smiled self-containedly, and said with pride: "Okay, as long as you give me a rhythm, I can come to the sword dance casually, and it will be no problem to dance for as long as I want." ”

"Okay, then I'm here." Wu Dong took off his coat and stood on the sidelines with a tambourine.

All the cast and director's staff, even the off-duty guards, gathered at the door.

Wu Dong gently knocked a prelude, and Huang Doudou walked around the field with a sword, and sure enough, he could dance with a rhythm.

Actors and directors who understand music, their eyes widen all of a sudden, I haven't heard this rhythm before!

New songs?

Let's just sing and dance and relax, and just play the original song???

But looking at Wu Dong, who is a little prodigal, everyone thinks it's quite normal.

There's a good show to watch.

The cameraman, who had been walking around and recording the footage, froze the scene in the center of the stage.

a shirt, trousers, and leather shoes, beating the drum mercilessly; A round-necked robe of the Sui and Tang dynasties has led the fashion for more than a thousand years, holding a sword with a cold light.

……

As soon as the prelude passed Wu Dong, he spoke loudly.

On the placket

Don't go sunset

Sunset sent me to lead an old horse

……

Hey, it's in line with the atmosphere of the upcoming expedition.

Old horse, is it a metaphor for the success of the horse!

I pass by

People in the smoke village

Just like the flowers were flying in the hometown back then

This paragraph is a bit of a memorial, after all, everyone has worked hard for half a year

……

All of you are old friends

At the bottom of the bowl is the end of the world

Hahaha, a very straightforward expression, everyone here is an old friend, and this word is pleasant to hear.

The bottom of the bowl is the end of the world, that is to persuade wine!

Although everyone thinks they understand it very well and wants to show off to the people around them, Wu Dong's family hasn't finished singing yet.

One by one, they scratch their ears and cheeks, ready to share their experiences with others.

……

Fold the flowers to the south of the river

on the spring breeze with red wax

Drink horses to the north of the river

against the west wind with yellow sand

In the past month, Huang Doudou and the twelve girls have also gone to many places to shoot exterior scenes.

Huang Doudou's heart felt something, and the pride in the sword light was suddenly born!

There is really that kind of feeling, like thunder to collect anger, like the river and the sea condensing the light.

……

The world is willing to meet

Confidants are fortunate to have seven or eight

Invite me to shoot the altar

Drunken eyes

……

Zhang Yimou laughed and whispered to Chen Weiya: "This is clearly a persuasion song!" ”

"Hahaha......" Several people nearby chuckled.

Sure enough, the lyrics on the side confirmed Zhang Yimou's guess.

Over three rounds

The wine is in full bloom

I was so drunk that I didn't return home at the fifth watch

It's really a drinking song, isn't this just to drink until dawn?

……

The melody of this song is simple, the lyrics are easy and catchy, and when Wu Dong starts the second section, the girls' erhu, pipa, and yaoqin will all be on the stage.

Wu Dong knocked harder, and the soybeans were also on the head, brushing and brushing......

I don't know who took the lead and started shouting "Good! ”

Chen Weiya also shouted, "Reward!" ”

"Hahaha......"

Although everyone seemed to be letting go just now, there was still a lot of pressure in their hearts, and at this time, there was no trace of the real party at all.

……

When everyone feels that the tune is over, the song is about to end.

Wu Dong's voice suddenly turned high-pitched!!

"In this world

Winning or losing is gossip."

……

"In this world

Life and death are also gossip."

Listening to the lyrics and songs, Zhang Yimou put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes tightly, and the corners of his mouth gently outlined a smile.

The scene has been worried, and the famous artists who are troubled by fame and fortune feel that they have been knocked on the head by Wu Dong with a stick.

(End of chapter)