She is no longer the best female match for period essays

Chapter 307 The Spring of Eighty Mute Girls (20)

How could Bei Yunxi not feel Gu Xiuqi's fiery eyes all the time?

It is indeed a kind of happiness to be loved by such a man deeply.

She also understands that if she misses him in this life, she will still be the same as every other plane in the past. She has a successful career but no blood relatives to accompany her, and she will die alone with nothing to look forward to in her heart!

It was as if she herself was sealed away from the world of mortals, watching passersby hurrying by.

In the past, she could still grit her teeth and endure this feeling, because she had never tasted the sweetness of emotion, so naturally she would not feel how difficult the bitterness was.

However, after she entered the Chronicle, she was watched by the boss!

The boss himself is an excellent person, even if he has no memory in the plane, but the same kind will be more attractive than others, if he attacks, how can she stand it?

Just like all the planes before her, because she didn't know that there was a big boss, she was still complacent that she could find a lover.

As everyone knows, the skilled hunters all appear in the form of prey!

Perhaps, her eyes rolled slightly, and after she got her graduation certificate, she left the capital and went to Shanghai or Shenzhen to develop?
Staying away from here, her heart will no longer be disturbed by him, so before that, she just needs to guard her body and mind...

To prevent herself from thinking wildly, Bei Yunxi took a drawing book and continued to scribble on it, designing various lanterns. Not only that, she also drew out the idea of ​​the theme of the lanterns in the Cultural Palace together.

Her brush strokes are random, but the paintings are revealed little by little, like frozen folk photos.

The lights were on in the middle of the night, and when the sky turned pale, she lay down and slept for a while.

Early the next morning, people who obviously lived across the street could always meet in the cafeteria.

Gu Xiuqi didn't say a word this time, but silently liked Bei Yunxi, but he ate the big ones, gave her some, and then began to bury his head in pulling.

Bei Yunxi ate with chopsticks. Although she has entered the 80s, Xiahua people advocate frugality, and she really likes to eat these, so she didn't pretend to be pretentious anymore, and ate in silence.

Seeing her moving the things on the plate from the corner of her eyes, Gu Xiuqi breathed a sigh of relief, her gloomy eyes brightened a lot, which is at least a good sign.

As long as she doesn't keep him away thousands of miles away, then he still has a chance, doesn't he?

After eating, they went to the Cultural Palace. The Propaganda Department had pasted a bright red summoning order on the gate where people come and go, soliciting excellent works from art lovers. Those who were selected could be painted on the outer wall of the Cultural Palace as a PSA basemap!

And you can also get a reward of fifty yuan.

Usually, where the bulletin boards and bulletin boards are as big as a palm, whoever can post their works on them will not get a penny, and their faces will be extraordinarily radiant.

But now you can paint on the wall, and the space for one person is not too small. The most important thing is that the big guy hasn't used paint to paint on the wall yet.

This feeling is too novel, and it is also a very rare opportunity, coupled with the huge temptation of fifty yuan, so as soon as the calling order was issued, many people came to sign up with their works.

Bei Yunxi arranged for workers to paint all the walls inside and outside the Cultural Palace white, and then used a simple frame with red four corners to divide the wall into painting areas.

There is a small square outside the gate of the Cultural Palace, where the sunshine in winter is just right.

Bei Yunxi moved a table and sat down, and directly screened the works on site.

The old man and Gu Xiuqi also imitated her and brought tables and chairs, and sat next to her.

"Hey, Comrade Xiao Bei, although I don't know how to draw, old man, I usually have the basic appreciation ability when I'm with old fellows."

"Tell me the judging criteria, the three of us come together, wouldn't it be faster?"

Bei Yunxi nodded and wrote down the request.

Works should have a solid foundation in painting, profound ideas, positive content, and most importantly, a sense of beauty that ordinary people can capture.

First conduct preliminary screening from these major directions to eliminate unprofessional works.

This is the most basic respect for art.

With the standard, the three people screened the works very quickly.

A work passes through the hands of three people.

The works signed by both of them will be directly promoted, the works signed by two judges are pending, and the works signed by one or not will be eliminated.

However, everyone who submits their works will get a small gift.

This was specially requested by Gu Xiuqi, a work diary of the Kyoto Daily, two drawing pencils, an eraser, and a velvet pencil case with the Kyoto Daily printed on it!
Of course, there are also people who want to mix up a gift, but at this time, Bei Yunxi and the others will not directly break it, and only give two pieces of white rabbit toffee.

Some people expressed dissatisfaction, and also signed up with their works, why couldn't they get gifts themselves.

Gu Xiuqi frowned, and said directly: "Otherwise, I will post your work on the bulletin board at the gate so that everyone can appreciate it?"

"Look at which unit's comrades are so talented?"

When a work is posted, it is not always a matter of good looks.

The man viciously grabbed two pieces of white rabbit toffee, and left in despair.

There was an endless stream of people who came to sign up, some for themselves, some for their family members, some even rushed over after getting off work after hearing the news, and there were also many comrades from other urban areas who sat for two or three hours after hearing the news Come to sign up.

It can be seen that the temptation of fifty yuan and painting on the wall of the Cultural Palace is extremely great!

Soon Bei Yunxi and the others left more and more works, and their standards couldn't help but be raised again and again.

For three consecutive days, the three of Bei Yunxi collected manuscripts at the door. Every day when people were commuting to and from get off work, the queue of people who came to sign up was very long.

After the deadline, Bei Yunxi and the others conducted three more screenings, and after controlling the total number of works to [-], they informed the contestants to paint with the themes they gave.

In the evening, Bei Yunxi took the big guys to dance the square dance, basically from [-] o'clock to [-]:[-] o'clock. Relying on young people's love and admiration for shuffling dance, more and more young people ride bicycles Come and learn.

Bei Yunxi used a pen to communicate and inquire with them one by one, and told them that she wanted to form a performance troupe, and asked them to help promote it.

Except for those who do errands or do not go to work, the big guys basically only come here to relax and have fun in the evenings and weekends.

Therefore, Bei Yunxi only needs to organize the big guys to rehearse at night, and then from a young age, there will be a show every weekday evening, and a rest day will have a performance in the morning, afternoon and evening.

Bei Yunxi wrote down the detailed information and requirements, and copied many copies for everyone to pass on to each other.

It is clearly stated on the single page that dancers who come to train and clock in every day can get a subsidy of two yuan, and when they finish their studies and start performing, they will pay five yuan for a show!

From childhood to Lantern Festival, it takes about twenty-three days.

Everyone couldn't help but think in their hearts, from signing up for training now, to the performance on the Lantern Festival, they can earn a small two hundred, which is equivalent to two or three months' wages!
The problem is that it doesn't delay them at all to go to work and make money.

It was crazy, let alone ordinary youths, even the children of the big courtyard were so excited that they wanted to sign up on the spot.

Bei Yunxi handed over another piece of paper: "Comrades, I'm glad you signed up enthusiastically, but did you see the words behind it?"

It is also written after the subsidy that once you sign up, you have to be responsible for this project. After all, they will perform as a whole, and the lack of one person may affect the perception.

So if they are absent, not only will the subsidy for the day be gone, but the future bonuses will only get [-]% of the total, and so on if they miss ten performances, then they are doing public welfare.

The big guys nodded one after another, "What can we do, isn't it only twenty days?"

"And each performance is only one or two hours long. We can squeeze in as we like, and the time is enough..."

"Yeah, who doesn't want to join in the street tour in all kinds of beautiful costumes?"

Almost everyone who followed her in the shuffling dance signed up, even the old man wished he could raise his hands.

"Comrade Xiaobei, they usually go to work when they are young. They are tired all day and lack energy for training at night. They are not as good as us retired long-haired old ladies."

"Can we also sign up for your performance?"

"This shuffling dance has been going around for a few days, do you think I can dance well?"

The old men and old ladies also nodded one after another, isn't it? It's only been a few days, and they are very keen on square dancing!
Bei Yunxi chuckled and lowered her head and wrote:

"I originally planned to make your square dance a scene of the Cultural Palace."

"In fact, there are some roles that suit you in the performance. If you are not too tired, can guarantee to participate every day, and complete the training and performance tasks with quality and quantity, then I also welcome you to join."

Tiredness is nothing, usually they have to walk for an hour after eating, and now they can earn some lucky money for their grandchildren by the way, so they must sign up.

Bei Yunxi does not require everyone to sign up, and needs to go through strict screening to see people's attitudes, understanding, patience, etc. for this task.

During a busy week, Bei Yunxi, Gu Xiuqi, and Gu Lao's three-member judging panel thoroughly determined who would paint and perform on the wall.

During the day, Bei Yunxi also painted on the outer wall of the Cultural Palace, which was used as a link between themes and layouts, and at night she led everyone to rehearse.

Every day, she busy herself like a spinning top, leaving early and returning late, and when she returned to the dormitory, she still had to design the styles of head flowers and lanterns. How could there be any romantic thoughts in her head?

And Gu Xiuqi didn't seem to have any job, and became her follower together with the old man, and infiltrated into her work and life bit by bit in his own way.

When the new year was approaching, the paintings on the outer wall of the Cultural Palace had been completely painted. With themes such as the four seasons, all walks of life, the prospect of the future, great rivers and mountains, civilized cartoons, etc., the organization presented New Year gifts to the organization.

Xia Huahong is bright and festive, framing a picture scroll of love and longing for life, which tightly attracts the eyes of passers-by.

Those who don't need to hurry or do errands in their spare time can't help but wander around the Cultural Palace with their hands behind their backs, slowly admiring each painting.

The public service advertisements accompanying this painting were collected by the Kyoto Daily from across the country, and then copied by calligraphers stroke by stroke, each sentence has a different force and angle that touches people's hearts.

It is really an art exhibition that fits the reality, and ordinary people can feel the unique charm of art from it.

Moreover, eaves are installed on the outer walls, and small lanterns with red Xiahua knots are installed below.

White walls, blue tiles and red lanterns, the ancient charm seems to come rushing in the strong flavor of the year!

Soon it will be Xiaonian. In Xiahua, Xiaonian is the new year, and this year will last from this day until after the Lantern Festival.

The big moves of the Cultural Palace are known to everyone around, what's more, the publicity of the Kyoto Daily is in place, not only in its own newspaper, but also in every radio and TV channel.

So that night, after eating dumplings, the big guys came to the Cultural Palace one after another.

All the lights in the Cultural Palace were turned on. Entering through the gate decorated with red and festive blessing characters and Chinese New Year couplets, almost every step was decorated with lanterns. Many units sponsored the lanterns, and also paid for wall paintings and performances. Split.

Red lantern promenade, a pair of huge red drums, New Year's countdown cards, lantern shows, lantern riddles market, snack street, comedy theater, rings, pots and guns, tours, etc., are full of lively and festive flavors, greatly enriching life of the big guy.

One night, they abruptly failed to finish their shopping, and basically the people who came out did not come out empty-handed.

The children even have balloons in their left hand and candied haws in their right, wearing masks and carrying lanterns behind their backs...

Undoubtedly, the Spring Festival decoration of the Cultural Palace undertaken by the Kyoto Daily has achieved great success, but it has only been a week, and the orders from the lighting factory are like snowflakes!

After returning from the Cultural Palace, even if Bei Yunxi was mentally strong, her face turned pale and she was deeply exhausted after working day after day and working hard.

After getting off the motorcycle, Gu Xiuqi couldn't help pulling out her arm. After seeing someone stop, he withdrew his hand and said in a low voice: "Comrade Xiaobei, everything is on the right track, and every project has its corresponding The person in charge, and the old man and I will keep an eye on it for you."

"You should take a good rest these few days. The newspaper office is also full of tasks and there is not enough manpower. Go and help."

"At least I don't need to go back and forth every day."

Bei Yunxi did not refuse, but nodded obediently.

Gu Xiuqi stared at her closely, and said again: "Tomorrow, you have a good rest for a day, don't be exhausted."

Although he has seen her examination report, she is in good health, except that she cannot speak.

But he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Bei Yunxi nodded again.

The two walked towards the dormitory building side by side. As soon as they got closer, they saw a woman under the dormitory building shivering back and forth with her shoulders in the cold.

"Xixi..." Seeing the two of them, the woman was slightly taken aback, and trotted up with sobs, about to hug Bei Yunxi.

But Gu Xiuqi grabbed Bei Yunxi's shoulders and dodged directly.

"Yunxi, I'm mother," the woman hastily pulled off the thick scarf, revealing her appearance, and tried to step forward again with tears in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)