Thousands of miles to send you, there will be a farewell.

Yang Zhe reluctantly sent Jiang Xun to the train, and Jiang Xun's body temperature seemed to remain in his palms.

Hurried back to Haizheng, just as he met the stern gaze of the instructor Su Yan, watching Jiang Huanhuan and them prepare one by one, Yang Zhe lowered his head and hurriedly went to change his dance shoes and dance clothes.

She is a veteran dancer, because of training, her knee meniscus was injured, and she insisted on rehearsing performances for a long time with illness until she had to have surgery.

When she was younger, the level of surgery was very low, and her meniscus was not removed extensively.

In the end, I couldn't go on the stage, so I had to be an instructor.

Perhaps to make up for her regrets on the stage, she cares very much about these female soldiers who are full of youth and beauty, and she is also very strict.

When Yang Zhe changed her clothes and came out, she met Su Yan's gaze, she stuck out her tongue and hurried back to the team.

The repertoire to be rehearsed today is Tinghai, the cast is very strong, and Yang Zhe and Jiang Huanhuan are both one of the leading dancers.

"The whole picture of the dance, you seem to be able to see the woman who comes on the waves, and there is tenderness everywhere......"

Well, the color tone of blue and white is predominant, as if the sea breeze is blowing on the face, and the waves are still there.

Sea breeze?

There is no sea breeze in Shanghai, only the river breeze, the Huangpu River, not the Xunyang River......

Jiang Huanhuan glanced at Yang Zhe, her face was so sweet that honey could drip down, this is not the expression of "Listening to the Sea"......

"Yang Zhe."

Before Jiang Huanhuan could remind Yang Zhe, Su Yan shouted, "What are you thinking, pay attention to your expression, Yang Zhe ......"

Yang Zhe was startled, she turned her back and stuck out her tongue at Jiang Huanhuan.

"Attention, Jiang Huanhuan, Fan Yuli, stretch your movements a little more......"

Dididi——

A crisp voice came, and all the female soldiers looked at each other.

Dididi——

The voice was still ringing, and Su Yan's face was so gloomy that it could drip water.

"What sound?"

Everyone looked around blankly, looking at each other, Su Yan also looked at the practice hall, there were only a group of beautiful girls in the empty practice hall, and their clothes, oh, there was also a small kun bag, and the voice seemed to come from there.

"It's like...... It looks like a pager. Finally, a girl said weakly.

Pager?

Everyone looked at Yang Zhe, because the Kun bag was hers.

There are not many people in the regiment who can use the loudspeaker, and this kind of small play that can easily cost thousands of dollars makes everyone prohibitive, even if the title goes up and reaches the battalion level, it is only less than 100 yuan a month.

Yang Zhe blushed and walked quickly to her kun bag, she now regretted not putting the bag in the locker room, and put it in the corner.

But when she walked over, the pager stopped ringing. She looked at Su Yan sneeringly, and weakly returned to her position.

"Where did we talk about just now, yes, everyone's movements need to stretch a little more......"

Before Su Yan finished speaking, Didi's voice sounded again.

Now the practice hall became enthusiastic, and everyone was looking at Yang Zhe and her bag.

"In the future, you are not allowed to bring irrelevant items into the practice hall." Su Yan liked this girl very much, and although she was angry, she just said, "Rest, continue rehearsing in ten minutes." ”

When Su Yan left, a group of girls Hula surrounded him.

The pager is like a baby passing between a pair of slender hands, "This thing is so small, Motorola, it's so beautiful......"

"Yang Zhe, did you buy this?"

"My boyfriend bought it, right? Now turn on the TV and see your boyfriend, wearing a forest fir suit, don't be too chic......"

Laughter, variety, but each with its own flavor.

In the late 80s and early 90s, the air seemed to smell of money everywhere, and the social wind suddenly changed.

Girls are looking for big money and high-ranking cadres, and intellectuals and literary and artistic elements are no longer popular.

But if there is still money to be made in acting, and there is still money to be taken from advertising, it is different, not to mention a handsome young man with money and beauty.

"In the future, we will have to be with Yang Zhe, and if we find Yang Zhe, we will find us." A girl smiled and handed the pager to Yang Zhe, "My uncle also has one, more than 3,000 ......."

As soon as they heard this number, many girls were speechless.

But more than 3,000 does not seem to be difficult to achieve, at most it will cost more than a year's salary, then you have to grit your teeth and not eat or drink.

Well, the girls scattered with envious eyes, and Jiang Huanhuan and Wang Fang, the two of Yang Zhe's best friends, were still around her.

"Well, Jiang Xun is going to Shanghai again?" Jiang Huanhuan played with the silver chain of the pager, his eyes full of joy.

"Director Xie's drama hasn't finished filming yet, there is still one episode," Yang Zhe remembered Jiang Xun again, "Did Brother Ding look for you?" ”

"He's very busy, ......" Speaking of Ding Zhicheng, Jiang Huanhuan didn't feel comfortable, but there was warmth in his tone, "He, it's spring, you want to clean up your little yard......"

"Yang Zhe, do you still have your own yard?" Wang Fang pretended to be surprised and said, "Where is it, when will we go to visit," she lowered her voice, "Is it ...... in the future?"

The three girls whispered, very intimately.

"Oh, Brother Ding told you this, how far have you two go......" Yang Zhe joked with Jiang Huanhuan.

"We, we haven't skimmed the eight characters yet, yes, didn't Jiang Xun come to your house to pay New Year's greetings...... What did your parents say......"

Yang Zhe is really blushing, how can this Jiang Xun say everything, this Ding Zhicheng, how can he say everything......

Thinking of Jiang Xun, she couldn't help but look at the phone on the pager again, it didn't seem to be Jiang Xun's.

……

Dididi——

Today, Yang Zhe keeps the pager in his bag all day long, waiting for the crisp and pleasant "Didi" sound.

However, to her disappointment, she did not hear Didi's voice again for a day.

At nine o'clock in the evening, it was time to blow out the lights, and Jiang Huanhuan had already laid down.

Suddenly, the pager suddenly pierced the quiet night sky and sounded "drip, drip, drip".

Yang Zhe got up from the bed, and instead of being angry, she walked out quickly and came to the payphone at the end of the corridor.

She picked up the phone, and when she dialed the phone, she asked excitedly, "Who called me just now?" ”

Only to hear a man reply in a deep voice: "It's me!" ”

Yang Zhe lost his mood in an instant, and the call was made by his brother Yang Fang, "Why are you?" ”

"Who do you want to be......" Yang Fang asked with a smile, "It's your brother who called you at night, your sister-in-law, our parents and our parents, Jiang Xun was reluctant to call you at night, you said yes, Xiaozhe......"

……

Xin Shi Niang's crew is a big family, after the Spring Festival, everyone returned from all over the country one after another, and in addition to greeting each other, Director Xie Jin also bought peanuts and melon seeds candy cubes out of his own pocket to comfort everyone.

After a year, many people have become a little fat.

"Happy New Year." Jiang Xun saw Zheng Shuang in the middle of a group of people.

"Happy New Year." Zheng Shuang also saw him, but she stood one meter away from him, just after a Spring Festival, the two seemed to have a lot of separation.