Looking at the people running towards the courtyard, Zhang Zhonghua could say that his head was full of questions. What's going on?
Zhang Zhonghua pushed his bicycle and followed him towards the courtyard. As soon as he entered the courtyard, a crowd of people came towards him.
The leader was none other than Director Yang, the director of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, as well as the leaders of the sub-district office and the residents of the courtyard behind.
Zhang Zhonghua instantly understood what was going on. He was here to greet him. Wasn't he just attending a national party? As for running to the courtyard to greet him?
Factory Director Yang and the leaders of the sub-district office were not here because Zhang Zhonghua participated in the National Gala. He did not want to think about what secrets there were in Forty-Nine City. If there was a slight disturbance, it would immediately spread throughout the city, at least to some grassroots people.
All leaders know this.
The fact that Zhang Zhonghua was left behind by Mr. Wu reached the ears of all people related to Zhang Zhonghua through two channels: the comrades-in-arms cultural attack group and the hall staff when he was first left behind.
Only then did Director Yang and the people from the street office come to the courtyard to wait for Zhang Zhonghua's drama.
"Xiaohua, congratulations on your victory!" Director Yang held Zhang Zhonghua's hand and said.
"Oh, director, you are too generous. All these achievements were achieved under your leadership. If you hadn't given me this opportunity, if you hadn't contacted your comrades in the art group, how could I have participated in this performance!"
Zhang Zhonghua immediately said humbly.
"Old Yang, I really envy you. Comrade Xiaohua went to your steel rolling mill. Otherwise, I really want him to come to our subdistrict office." Lin Jianhua, director of the subdistrict office, said with some envy.
This is a true reaction. If Lin Jianhua, director of the Subdistrict Office, had known that Zhang Zhonghua had this ability, he would have dragged Zhang Zhonghua to the Subdistrict Office. This is not a small achievement, let alone...
"Thank you, Director Lin, for your praise. I have only achieved a small amount of achievements, not worth mentioning."
"In this way, I am also violating a principle. Your courtyard must be the most advanced this year." Director Lin said jokingly.
He said that he violated the principle, but he violated the principle. He had already discussed it before coming. However, everyone from the street office to the Red Star Rolling Mill knew it, but it cannot be said that there are still a few months until the end of the year. The first step is the best.
It's settled.
Hearing the words of Lin Jianhua, director of the sub-district office, the courtyard, including the three stewards and other residents, were all grinning from ear to ear. Although they had gained practical benefits, which were not many, face was also very important.
"Hey, thank you, Director Lin. On behalf of all the residents of the courtyard, thank you."
Zhang Zhonghua exchanged a few pleasantries with Director Yang, Director Lin and others, and then everyone from the steel rolling mill and the sub-district office left.
"Xiaohua, is the Great Hall beautiful?" the person asked curiously.
"Beautiful, very beautiful!" Zhang Zhonghua replied.
"Xiaohua, have you seen the teacher?" Another person asked.
"I saw it, I definitely saw it. Not only did I see it, but I also chatted with it!"
"Just brag, we were even chatting, why didn't you say we took a group photo?" He Yuzhu said disdainfully when he saw that he, as the pressure king, was about to be outdone by Zhang Zhonghua.
"Don't tell me, we actually took a group photo together!" Zhang Zhonghua looked at He Yuzhu with a strange expression, thinking to himself that He Yuzhu deserves to be the protagonist, and he just opened his mouth and told the truth.
The fact that I took a photo with the teacher, Mr. Wu and a group of seniors was not a secret at all, but there were many staff present. It was estimated that everyone would know about it in a few days, and Zhang Zhonghua directly admitted it.
"Just brag, I believe you." He Yuzhu still felt that Zhang Zhonghua was really bragging.
"Just wait, you'll know if I lied after the photos come out in two days." After saying this, Zhang Zhonghua arrived at the door: "Here, I'm home, I'm quite tired, go home."
After saying this, Zhang Zhonghua went home, and everyone else dispersed.
As a result, Zhang Zhonghua still got the photo, which was published by People's Daily the next day.
This time the People's Daily published a special issue for the celebration, with a group photo of Zhang Zhonghua on the third page of the headline.
The general content of the article is that the teacher cordially received Comrade Zhang Zhonghua, a young people's singer, and highly praised the song "Red Star Is Going to Fight" that he composed and sang.
Mr. Wu kindly encouraged Zhang Zhonghua to compose more songs that the people love to hear and see.
Also present were...
Zhang Zhonghua became famous all over the country. The already catchy and well-loved song "Red Star I'm Going to Fight" is being learned and sung by people all over the country.
Zhang Zhonghua took the newspaper and slapped it directly on He Yuzhu's face. Seeing He Yuzhu's disbelieving look while holding the newspaper, Zhang Zhonghua laughed happily.
Since then, Zhang Zhonghua has truly transformed from a name into a celebrity in Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill and Nanluoguxiang.
Autumn turns to winter, and in a blink of an eye, it’s already midwinter.
That day, Zhang Zhonghua and He Yuzhu were riding their bikes back to the courtyard house, when suddenly He Yuzhu stopped.
"What's wrong Zhuzhu?" Zhang Zhonghua parked the car next to He Yuzhu and waved his hand beside He Yuzhu.
"Tasty?"
"What does it smell like?"
“Chicken flavor!”
Chicken smell? Zhang Zhonghua looked at the surrounding environment and saw a few cement pipes piled on the roadside not far away.
Could it be that the chicken-stealing plot is about to begin? The chicken-stealing in the original drama happened in the winter of 1965. 1965 is almost over. If we don’t steal the chicken, it will be 1966.
Zhang Zhonghua looked up and found that He Yuzhu had parked his car and walked towards the cement pipe with his nose stretched out. He quickly followed.
"Zhu Zhu, these cement pipes, what are you looking for?" Zhang Zhonghua pretended not to know anything, followed He Yuzhu, and asked He Yuzhu.
"Hey, didn't I say it? It smells like chicken, so of course I'm looking for chicken." He Yuzhu turned around and said to Zhang Zhonghua while searching.
Soon He Yuzhu found the three Banggeng brothers and sisters eating beggar's chicken behind a cement pipe.
Zhang Zhonghua admired He Yuzhu a little. Is he worthy of being a cook? He was riding a bicycle so far away, so he could find them by smell.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at the three sticks eating and dipping in soy sauce, Zhang Zhonghua shook his head and followed He Yuzhu around the back of the cement pipe.
"Banggen, is the food delicious?" He Yuzhu called Banggen with a smile on his face, and squatted down as he spoke.
"You also know how to take care of your two younger sisters and don't eat alone." He Yuzhu said and rubbed little Sophora japonica's head.
Not to mention that this little Sophora japonica was really cute and obedient when she was a child, not at all like Bangge, who hated people and dogs.
"Then you hit me with a rolling pin!"
"You told me earlier. If you tell me, I will give you a whole bottle of soy sauce for free."
"I don't want it!"
"Tell me, where did you steal this chicken?"
"I won't tell you."
"Xiaodang, tell me."
Xiaodang was chewing chicken when she heard He Yuzhu ask her, so she looked up at Banggeng.
Banggeng frowned and shook his head at Xiaodang.
"My brother didn't let me say it."
"Why don't you say something if your brother doesn't want you to? Okay, listen to your brother and just don't say anything."
"Okay, let's eat. Eat slowly, Sophora japonica."
After saying that, he stood up and left, and Zhang Zhonghua, who had been silent at the side, followed him.
"I said, can't you teach Zhuzi better?" Zhang Zhonghua said to He Yuzhu angrily.
"Why didn't I teach him well?" He Yuzhu disagreed with Zhang Zhonghua's words.
"That's stealing. One chicken and a bottle of soy sauce is enough to open a case."
"I know that chicken must belong to Xu Damao's family. It's not okay to steal from others. He deserves to be stolen from Xu Damao."
Zhang Zhonghua was completely speechless. This shows how displeased Xu Damao is.
"What's in your lunch box?" Zhang Zhonghua thought, since Bangge stole the chicken, He Yuzhu's lunch box must have contained the half chicken.
"Chicken!"
"Cock hen?"
"Rooster, who would be willing to eat the hens these days? They are all keeping them to lay eggs!"
"Where did it come from!"
"Director, during dinner...you Zhang Zhonghua, are you trying to trick me?" He Yuzhu came over relieved.
"I knew it. I said Zhuzhu, do you think you were short of the money for half the chicken? Are you concerned?"
"What do you know? The cook doesn't steal and the grain doesn't get harvested. That's the rule."
"False lies."
"Zhang Zhonghua, don't tell Director Yang, or Director Yang will chop me alive!"
"So, you also know how to be afraid?"
However, Zhang Zhonghua was relieved. Although the head, legs and feet of the rooster in the lunch box were definitely missing, he could still tell that it was a rooster and a hen.
Just as they were talking, the two of them had already returned to the courtyard.
