Chapter 116 The Opening of the Central Academy of Fine Arts (Monthly Pass)
The reason why we jointly hold the New Year's Eve party with the Central Academy of Drama is not because the relationship between the two schools is so good.
It's not like the seniors in the student union are working hard to benefit the bachelors at CAFA.
It is really because CAFA does not have its own auditorium and cannot organize large-scale activities. Parties such as the New Year's Eve party can only be organized together with other schools.
"Junior brother Zhang, just sign up for a show! Think about how many beauties there are in the drama school. If you perform a show on stage, how many beauties from the drama school will know you?" Senior Brother Cao from the student union pestered Zhang Junping to let him in.
Performances at the New Year's Eve party.
"Senior Brother Cao, my girlfriend is over there, don't tempt me like that.
No, I don't understand, why don't you go to them, why do you have to go to me?" Zhang Junping looked at Cao Xiangkang speechlessly.
"Isn't it because you sing well? Just sing the song you sang last time."
"The song I sang last time, when did I sing it?" Zhang Junping was a little confused.
When did he sing outside, let alone sing in front of Cao Xiangkang.
"That's right, there is a girl named Xiaofang in the village, she is good-looking and kind..." Cao Xiangkang learned a few sentences.
"How do you know I can sing this song?" Zhang Junping was stunned. He seemed to have sung this song for Huang Xue.
"That's what I accidentally heard last time." Cao Xiangkang scratched his head in embarrassment.
After all, he was eavesdropping. Although he didn't mean to do so, he was eavesdropping.
"Senior Brother Cao, please don't bother me. Otherwise, I will sponsor the student union for five hundred yuan. Let's prepare more melon seeds and peanut soda so that the school next door can see our sincerity.
As for the program, Brother Cao, don’t think so much. We are engaged in artistic creation, and we can’t compare with the performances of other drama schools.” Zhang Junping patted Cao Xiangkang’s shoulder and consoled him.
Zhang Junping sympathizes with Cao Xiangkang. Central America has only submitted a few programs that can be counted on one hand. There is no venue and the programs are not strong. This makes this senior who is responsible for literature and art very melancholy.
"We don't need the money. We, the Central Academy of Fine Arts Student Association, can still get this little money." Cao Xiangkang waved his hands in disappointment.
The student union in the 1980s was an organization that truly served students. There was basically no intrigue in the student union and they were all enthusiastic classmates.
The funds allocated to the student union in the school are actually used on students. In addition to holding parties and dances, the student union often organizes outings for students.
There is never any additional charge for these activities, they are all funded by the student union.
"By the way, you're opening tomorrow, what are you going to do?"
"Just put a whip and then take off the red cloth covering the plaque."
"There are no other programs? You are not lively enough!" Cao Xiangkang was a little disappointed when he heard that there were no programs. This did not show the organizational ability of their student union.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Cao. Tomorrow is designated to be lively. It's so lively that you won't even care about anything else." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"Is there any other celebration program?"
"There is no other program. Anyone who comes to the store tomorrow to buy furniture or sign up for a training class will receive a wall calendar.
I have already asked the aunts in the neighborhood committee to publicize this. According to Aunt Lin, Aunt Wang and others, many people will come to the store to order furniture tomorrow." Zhang Junping explained with a smile.
Upon hearing Zhang Junping mention the wall calendar, Cao Xiangkang couldn't help blinking his eyes, opening his mouth, and finally pointed at the paintings on the wall and changed the subject abruptly, "By the way, you said those works will really be bought by people."
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Zhang Junping's calendar created a whirlwind in the school.
It also opened a door for everyone, it turns out that women can still draw like this.
"Maybe someone will buy it! Anyway, no matter if someone buys it or not, no one among the students will suffer.
There will be another event tomorrow, which is to give away calligraphy and painting when you buy furniture, and you can choose the calligraphy and painting on the wall.
For all works selected by customers, our DreamWorks will give students a subsidy of 50 cents." Zhang Junping explained again.
Regarding this, Zhang Junping actually had already said this when he collected the paintings.
It's just that Cao Xiangkang is also concerned about chaos. There are many works in it, but he came forward to take them back.
He also hopes to have an explanation for his classmates.
The subsidy of 50 cents is already very good. You must know that in Beijing painting shops and Heping painting shops, the works of everyone are only a few yuan a piece.
How can their works compare with those of everyone else?
This time, Zhang Junping collected about a thousand calligraphy and paintings through the student union, most of which were paintings, and only a few of them had collection value.
Zhang Junping did not single out these few collection-worthy calligraphy and paintings, but put them together with those paintings.
It can also be regarded as an unpublished Taobao game. Whether you can choose something valuable for collection depends on the customer's vision and luck.
January 1, 1983 arrived in the blink of an eye.
In the morning, when it was still bright, Zhang Junping got up and washed up.
Today is the opening day. Zhang Junping is a little excited and a little nervous. He can't sleep at all.
Along with Zhang Junping, Dai Changyuan, Li Xiangqian and others also climbed up.
It turned out that they couldn't sleep either.
As soon as I finished washing, Wang Shuibo, the chairman of the student union over there, came with Zhu Qingsheng, Cao Xiangkang and other senior students from the student union and knocked on the door.
It turned out that like Zhang Junping, they were too excited to sleep.
"Senior Brother Wang, why don't we gather all the classmates who are helping us and go out to eat?
I’m treating you today. I can’t afford a big meal, but I can still afford a breakfast.”
"Isn't this bad? How can we let the students spend money? The school cafeteria is also open. Let's just have something in the school cafeteria." Wang Shuipo said with false humility.
"That's it, let's call the classmates who came to help us and let's go to Wangfujing to have breakfast." Zhang Junping waved his hand proudly.
At the last gathering, Zhang Junping was a little dumbfounded. What a great guy, there were seventy or eighty people in the crowd. Everyone paid great attention to it and all wore their clothes for the New Year and the dance.
Just to open a business, it requires so many people.
With so many people stopping in the store, where is there room for customers to stand?
However, Zhang Junping couldn't say he wasn't allowed to go now. Even if he was not allowed to go, he would have to wait until everyone had finished their breakfast.
I guess the aunt in the cafeteria will have to scold her today. There are only so many people in CAFA.
Zhang Junping took away a hundred people at once, and there would definitely be leftover food in the cafeteria.
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"Is it almost time?" Wang Shuibo raised his hand to look at his watch and said to Zhang Junping.
"Well, it's almost time. Let's light the fire and set off the whip!" Zhang Junping leaned over and checked the time.
"Lao Zhuang, it's time to start setting off the whip." The task of setting off the whip was given to Zhuang Helin.