The plane took off with a loud roar, and the hustle and bustle of Japan and the bustle of Tokyo were all left behind.

At noon, the 87th class of Chinese opera returned to Beiping after a long absence, they got off the plane at the Capital International Airport, Jiang Xun looked up at the scorching summer sun, and the somewhat gray sky, and walked out of the airport with everyone.

There were people coming and going in the airport, it was very lively, He Bing looked here from time to time, looked at there from time to time, he hurried a few steps to catch up with Jiang Xun, "Hey, young master, this is too much to say." ”

"What's the matter, what are you going to do?" Jiang Shan and Chen Xiaoyi walked on both sides of Jiang Xun, He Bing was stunned and didn't insert it, Chen Xiaoyi glanced at him, but Jiang Shan smiled and began to joke with him.

"I mean, our group is also returning with honors, Xunzi also won a best performance award, such a big happy event, how can there be no reaction at the capital airport, not even a welcome person, no banners, not a word on the radio......"

"Come on, who do you think you are......" Jiang Shan smiled.

"I am Comrade Jiang Xun's roommate, the branch secretary of Class 87." He Bing patted his chest and smiled, "Teacher Zhu, aren't you hungry, or let's eat more at the airport?" I feel that the noodles at the airport are better than our Chinese opera canteen......"

"Come on, go back, the dean is still waiting." Teacher Zhu Tong looked at his watch, "Hurry up, the school car is outside." ”

"Go back, is Dean Xu going to invite us to dinner in person?" Xu Wei's face was inexplicably happy, and he pretended to exclaim.

"Please eat cold noodles with sesame sauce," Li Hongtao also quipped, "and I will give you two bottles of Arctic Ocean...... What do you think? ”

"I'll see it, what do you see, young master?" Xu Wei approached Jiang Xun, "Just eat this, is it wrong ......for you?"

"What about you singing double reeds......" Jiang Shan said with a smile.

"It's a bit wrong, it's best, add two dishes, we have two tables of people, a table of eight dishes, meat and vegetarian matching, hot and cold are complete......," Jiang Xun also smiled.

"Hey, the more you talk about it, the more you lose it, do you want the vice president to accompany you, Teacher Su Min is also here......" He Bingqi took the lead, but he couldn't even listen to himself.

"Hey, let's just say, isn't this hungry, who cares?" Xu Wei smiled and followed everyone into the car.

"Hey, Beiping City has changed a lot enough......"

The car passed smoothly through the city, and Hu Jun looked out the window, letting out a sigh of emotion like a big person.

However, it immediately attracted a burst of ridicule from the whole class, "Yo, how old an official are you, how many years have you been away from the motherland......"

"Yes, it sounds like you're coming back from overseas, or you don't go back to your hometown in the moat, you just go to the sea......"

"Moat, that's Wang Ba, Haili, understand, he's a turtle......"

……

Zhu Tong couldn't cry or laugh, these children are sharper than the other, and they are all masters who don't admit defeat, and they are better than the other, so this carriage is lively.

He sometimes thinks that these children will just put aside the drama and put them in other schools, but it really won't work, and no one can suppress them.

It's such a group of children, now that the junior year is about to end, invisibly, Jiang Xun has become their center, don't look at what position he has in the class, but this group of children obey him and revolve around him.

"Look, look......"

The car drove into the alley, and Wang Ban, who was sitting at the front, stood up excitedly, "Banner! ”

Ouch, it's really, "Warmly welcome back the students of Class 87 of the Chinese Opera Table!" Wang Ban read word by word, "This is hung by the school, right?" ”

"It can't be spontaneous from the students," He Bing smiled, "Yes, what did I say, such a big happy event, there has to be a reaction, isn't it ......"

"Teacher Zhu, did you already know?" Xu Fan asked Zhu Tong.

But Zhu Tong really didn't know that the international call was made, and the school didn't say what to do.

The car drove into the school, and the group was immediately dumbfounded.

In the school, colorful flags were hoisted high, red flags were unfurled, and when the car drove into the campus, the high melody of the athletes' march was heard in the middle of the sky.

The driver is also very discerning, slowing down the car early, and the car is slowly driving on the boulevard.

On the side of the road, there are rows and rows of Chinese opera students, freshmen, sophomores, juniors, and seniors,...... Department of Acting, Department of Directing, Department of Drama and Literature, Department of Opera......

One by one, they smiled and waved into the car.

The people in the car, one by one, stopped talking, not that they couldn't speak, it wasn't that they didn't want to speak, they were too excited, they went to school in Chinese opera for three years, how could they have experienced this, one by one they were so excited that they couldn't speak.

"Jiang Xun, Jiang Xun ......"

Outside the car window, someone kept shouting Jiang Xun's name, Jiang Xun smiled, he pulled the car window, and waved his hand vigorously outside.

"Xu Fan, Xu Fan......"

Xu Fan was already in tears, she wiped the tears from her face, cried, smiled, waved her hands, and wiped her tears......

Surrounded by flowers and applause, the students of Class 87 smiled happily one by one, in the July of Chinese opera, you are so enthusiastic, enthusiastic like this hot summer in Beiping City......

The car finally drove to the front of the teaching building, and Dean Xu Xiaozhong and the school's leadership team greeted them with a smile.

"Jiang Xun, you go first." Teacher Zhu Tong urged, "Fanzi, your second ......"

Oh, Jiang Xun still wanted to excuse himself, but He Bing pushed him to the car door.

"Comrade Jiang Xun, congratulations to ......" Dean Xu Xiaozhong warmly shook Jiang Xun's hand, "Congratulations on winning the Best Performance Award at the World University Student Theatre Festival......"

Jiang Xun smiled, he didn't listen to what he said.

When a group of leaders walked into the auditorium surrounded by the students of Class 87, the commendation meeting was held, followed by a small range of discussions.

After this toss, it was already afternoon.

He Bing felt that it was the first time he was so respected since he was a child, and it was the first time he drank so much tea.

Jiang Xun felt that he drank the most water, there was no way, he spoke more, drank more water, and when he saw an opportunity, he pushed open the door of the conference room, came to the corridor, and went straight to the toilet.

"Xunzi ......"

"What's the matter, didn't you see the urgency of urinating, and then pee your pants ......" Seeing He Bing blocking the way, Jiang Xun wanted to push him away angrily.

"Look ......" He Bing wanted to laugh, but he didn't enjoy it. He pointed to the wall.

On the wall is a row of photographs of the masters, Mei Lanfang, Stanislavsky, Brecht, ......

But Jiang Xun saw a familiar person behind them.

He Bing looked at him like this, like that, his face was flushed, and it was extremely funny.

"What to see...... Yes...... This, which grandson did this? Jiang Xun's eyes immediately widened, because, in these late scenes

Behind the master of the play, he saw a picture of himself.

That's right, it's really a photo, or a zoomed-in kind, and it's put in a picture frame and hung neatly on the wall.

"Is this what the school meant?" He Bingqiang suppressed the smile on his face, but his muscles still trembled.

"." Jiang Xun scolded the words of the Northeasterners, Dean Xu Xiaozhong is a drama master himself, besides, which director of Chinese opera is not the Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, Bao Guoan, Li Baotian...... Which teacher is not much better than himself, how can he be qualified to hang on this wall.

"Take it off...... "He didn't go to the toilet anymore, he just wanted to get started."

Don't, He Bing didn't do it, he simply laughed directly, he really couldn't hold it back, "This is spontaneous by the classmates, you can't help but appreciate it......"