"I'm your father, how great, I worked hard to raise you......"

When Jiang Xun and Yang Zhe returned to Beiping, all the children in Beiping were singing this, and this year, the Singapore TV series "People on the Journey" was broadcast, and the ratings were very high.

When Yang Zhe was sent to Haizheng and Jiang Xun returned to the Chinese opera, Teacher Zhu Tong grabbed him, "You kid just came back, the dean is looking for you everywhere." ”

"Ah, didn't I take a leave of absence?" Jiang Xun was surprised.

When a student asks for leave, Dean Xu really doesn't care, but Jiang Xun asks for leave, and it happens that Dean Xu is looking for him, and that's it.

"You don't have to go to the dean, the dean asked me to tell you that in September, the International Collegiate Drama Festival of the World Drama Academy will be held in Japan......"

Dean Xu Xiaozhong is very happy about Jiang Xun's return to northern Shaanxi, at least this child does not forget his roots, but for this international theater festival, President Xu Xiaozhong also has great expectations.

"It's the ninth edition in Tokyo, and we didn't participate in the previous editions, so it's time for us to go out and embrace the world." Teacher Zhu Tong was very emotional.

He looked up at the big trees on campus, spring is coming, everything is growing and full of life.

The International Collegiate Drama Festival of the World Theatre Academy, Jiang Xun looked at a document in his hand, this is from the academy, and the content is to organize a group to participate, oh, there are also Nihon University Faculty of Arts, South Korea's Chung-Ang University School of Arts, and Singapore's Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts...... Ernstebusch School of Art, Columbia College of Art, University of Southern California, USA......

"What about Gong Li and Chen Wei, they have all graduated." Jiang Xun's mind is still on the Mulberry Ping Chronicle.

"No, you look down," Zhu Tong pulled him to the edge of a flower bed, "I want a new repertoire, written and directed by college students, and teachers can't participate in ,......"

In other words, at the college student drama festival, it is a contest between students and a competition between colleges and universities.

"Xu Yuan's meaning, it is the representative of the Chinese opera class of Table 87, you are the main force." Teacher Zhu Tong looked at the student and walked on a trip to the northern Shaanxi Plateau, and his skin was a little red.

"We need to write that book, and we need to perform the performance, but what to write?" Jiang Xun looked confused.

"I don't know ......" Teacher Zhu Tong was also confused, it was the first time for Chinese opera to participate in this drama festival, and he had no experience.

"Then do you have to take us to think about it and show me the way in the light?" Jiang Xun said with a smile, "Teacher, look, I invite you to eat steamed buns at noon?" ”

"No, I please, you're still students." Teacher Zhu Tong agreed.

There was a bun shop at the entrance of the alley outside the school, and all of a sudden, all the boys and girls in the eighth and seventh classes were dispatched, and when they saw that they were all able to eat, Teacher Zhu Tong knew that Jiang Xun had fallen for it.

Zhu Tong was very distressed when he ate this meal of steamed buns.

"Teacher, isn't it just a bun, if we come back with a prize, you can make a lot of money......" He Bing's face was satisfied, and he was no big or small with Teacher Zhu Tong.

"Okay, I haven't written these eight characters yet," Teacher Zhu Tong got up and paid, "You guys, it's from the Renyi class, you can go to Renyi to have a look......" Looking at these heartless children, Zhu Tong smiled, "Of course, other teachers are not bad for a bun ......"

That's right!

This International College Student Drama Festival has a future, whether you win an award or not, another thing to say, at least it's okay to eat a bun.

In the afternoon, Chen Xiaoyi and Jiang Shan discussed looking for Teacher Yan Gang to eat wontons, He Bing and Hu Jun aimed at Teacher Luo Yuzhang, and a small restaurant was opened in the alley......

I really didn't pursue it!

The students are all young teachers in the school, and they only have a few salaries a month, so if they want to eat, they can eat big!

"Minister Ying, where are you?"

Bright sunlight shone in through the window, in the office of the Renyi script team, on the stacks of books, on the dark red floor of some years.

"Is there something wrong?" As soon as Ying Ruocheng picked up the cup, Jiang Xun had already raised the thermos, "Oops, you have a cold?" ”

Ying Ruocheng is taking Contec, a new cold medicine that is only available this year, "It's almost good, this medicine is good, can you take one?" ”

"I don't eat this plaything, I, when I have a cold, I will go to Hufang Bridge to eat a bowl of stew, and then a small two pots, and finally go to the bathhouse to soak in the afternoon beautifully, that taste...... Hey, the cold is gone. ”

Is it?

Ying Ruocheng is very excited, go, go now.

The car quickly drove to Hufang Bridge, and on the side of the road, someone was selling 505 Shengong Vitality Bags, and I am afraid that someone in every family in Beiping would have used it.

When he entered the boiled shop, Jiang Xun smelled a smell of traditional Chinese medicine, that is, a cloth belt with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and a thick piece like a cloth sole in the middle.

"This thing, Mi Te, big ......," he said, ordering the stew, and the second pot head.

waited for Ying Ruocheng to sit down before he said, "Uncle Ying, look, what should we write about this drama festival, what is rare for foreigners?" ”

Foreigners are willing to watch Zhang Yimou's movies, and Jiang Xun wants to take this path.

"Chinese things, foreigners look at Du Xihan," Ying Ruocheng really doesn't have the shelves of high-ranking officials, eating the most ordinary stewed and drinking the most ordinary liquor, "That's it, it's better than any vodka or brandy...... Have they ever eaten stew? ”

Alas, Jiang Xun smiled wryly.

But he can't always put out a braised drama, he doesn't have He Jiping's two brushes, and he will go down to the first floor in one day.

"Uncle, how can I make you pay, I'll ask you for this meal." When checking out, Jiang Xun took out the calendar wallet, but Ying Ruocheng pulled him aside.

Bathhouse, mist steaming.

In the eighties and nineties of Beiping, in fact, bathing has always been difficult, the baths in Beiping are overloaded, the city's 44 bathhouses, 5 of which are considered high-end, a total of 50,000 people a day.

The famous Hufang Bridge Bath receives more than 3,000 people every day.

"Uncle, you read the newspaper."

The two of them sat outside and waited, each of them took a copy of the Peking Evening News, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked blindly.

Oh, Dior's perfume advertisement appeared in the evening newspaper, L'Oreal translated as "Lelia" at this time, and was cooperating with the No. 4 Beiping Daily Chemical Factory to produce shampoo - hey, no one seems to use the word "shampoo" in later generations, this is a high-end shampoo at this time.

"Uncle Ying, let's use some shampoo too?" Jiang Xun said with a smile, where did the shampoo come from in this bathhouse?

The water in the pool was very hot, and he sat down with his buttocks, and immediately, the meridian pores of his whole body were indescribably comfortable.

"Well, this bath is a good subject," Ying Ruocheng soaked comfortably in the pool, and a few simple syllables came out of his mouth, "You think, Xunzi, people, whether they are businessmen and rich people or peddlers and pawns, they have to take a bath, how much can happen in the bathhouse, this bathhouse is a teahouse, you can see the world."

......

Xunzi –

The more Ying Ruocheng spoke, the more excited he became, and after talking for a long time, he remembered why this young man didn't react for a long time.

At another glance, the young man leaned on the edge of the bathhouse pool and snored!

Hey, this kid, this is asking for advice, looking for me to take a bath!