Film and Television: Became a Godly Housekeeper from the Stubborn Owner of the Capital

Chapter 113

　　Ma Guiping thought a lot.

　　Although this cultural performance is not over yet, strictly speaking, it is only the beginning, but Ma Guiping can already confirm that the performance has been a great success.

　　This extravaganza will definitely have an unexpected and huge impact on Zhang Ran, Zhang Laoji and Ishikawa Village in the county.

　　"This little brat, I originally wanted to get you a recruiting quota to help you, because your baby is really good, with a great body, strength, speed and skills are first-class, you should go to the army to develop, in the countryside. Buried. I didn't expect that you don't need our help at all, you just mess around so that no one can ignore your existence, you are as good as your father!"

　　The dragon gives birth to the dragon and the phoenix gives birth to the phoenix, and the son of the mouse will make a hole. Although this is a bit pedigree, it still makes some sense at times.

　　Ma Guiping believes that after a period of fermentation, it is possible for Zhang Ran to become a cadre, let alone a soldier.

　　He was still busy with work, but he was really reluctant to leave. He was very curious about what other wonderful plays would be next.

　　There were more and more people at the scene. After the two songs were sung, there were already seven or eight hundred people, and the stage was too big to splash in. In this way, some people left one after another, and then came with a large group of family members in a few minutes.

　　After Zhang Ran sang the two songs, it was Zhong Yuemin and Zheng Tong performing the red sketch "We Proletariat 400 Have Power" performed by Jiang Biyun.

　　Then came Jiang Biyun and Zhang Yuan and Wang Hong's performance of "If You Want to Marry, Marry a Soldier".

　　Behind it is the red cross talk "Portrait" played by Zhang Ran and Cao Yang.

　　Then there is the chorus "Royal River Cantata".

　　"The wind is roaring, the horses are screaming, the Huanghe River is roaring, the Huanghe River is roaring, the hills in the west of the Hexi are ten thousand feet high, the sorghum in the north of the east of the river is ripe, there are many anti-Japanese heroes in the mountains, and Cheng Yinghao, a guerrilla warrior in the green gauze tent... "

　　After singing, Zhang Ran stood on the stage again, holding a loudspeaker in his hand, and said, "Fathers and villagers, proletarian brothers and sisters, are you still satisfied with the performance of Ishikawa Village's cultural performance? tease?"

　　The people below responded with a smile: "Satisfied! It's fun! It's fun!"

　　"Just now, all the actors were performing on an empty stomach. They had no food in their stomachs, and they had no energy to sing and perform. Ishikawa Village suffers from famine every year, and all the elders must know that the village is now running out of food, and the elderly and children have nowhere to go. You have to eat! Brothers and sisters, if you feel that the performances are still hard, you can give them a reward, whether it is money or food, (cfae) is not too much, not too little, even pancake fritters!"

　　After Zhang Ran finished speaking, he gave Zhong Yuemin a wink. He, Zheng Tong and several other educated youths took out the big cloth bag they had prepared and put them in front of the table.

　　So the villagers of Shichuan Village, who had prepared in advance, took the lead to go to the cloth bags to put food, money, food stamps, and pancakes according to Zhang Ran's instructions!

　　The people at the scene were already infected by the show, but now someone took the lead, so they stepped forward and threw them away, and went home to pick up what they didn't bring.

　　Soon the two bags were filled.

　　"Thank you for your generosity. In this way, I will show you another piece of taking Tiger Mountain by outsmarting."

　　Zhang Ran went down and pulled Zhong Yuemin up. As a result, the group couldn't wait to have a piece of pie in their mouths and were chewing it.

　　Zhang Ran glared at Zhong Yuemin: "You starving ghost reincarnated!"

　　The people below laughed.

　　Zhang Ran: "The king of heaven covers the earth tiger!"

　　Zhong Yuemin: "Pagoda Town River Demon!"

　　"Mahhaha?" "Speaking at noon, who doesn't have a home yet!"

　　"Blushing for what?" "Refreshed!"

　　"Hahahaha, why is it yellowing again?" "The anti-cold wax!"

　　In the midst of a series of classic slang, the cultural performance was over, and the people below were still a little unsatisfied.

　　This show is like drinking a bowl of iced watermelon juice in the summer, so cool!

　　"Big brother, put on a few more shows!"

　　"Lady, your singing is so good, the sun is the most red, and the great leaders are the closest!"

　　"Baby, the old man didn't see the previous program just now, can you do it all over again?"

　　Zhang Ran knew the truth of hunger marketing, so he declined these requests directly: "Families and folks, we will perform here every three days in the future. I hope you will join us!"

　　In the next few days, Zhang Ran took the educated youth and villagers to perform several times in the county seat.

　　On this day, before the performance was over, he was invited by Zheng Ji from the county.

　　Zheng Ji told Zhang Ran about two things. One was that the province had already approved the terraced fields, and the Jingbian side would then notify the villages to start construction. Zhang Ran's credit for this was attributed to him.

　　The second thing is that there is someone from the propaganda department of the prefectural party committee, who wants Zhang Ran to write a few popular songs, and then report them up level by level.

　　Zhang Ran could not write scores, but fortunately, the leaders of the prefectural commission were thoughtful, and they also sent a music professor to record.

　　Zhang Ran was very cooperative with the recording of the song, because the song has been widely sung in Jingbian, so he is not worried about being robbed of the song copyright.

　　What's more, people's hearts are not so complicated these days.

　　A month later, Zhang Ran was building terraced fields with the villagers on the hillside, but Chang Zhishu rushed over, full of excitement and panting: "Ran wazi...ran wazi, save...save...huhu …”

　　Zhang Ran used a shovel to level the ground, and smiled: "Shi Shu, don't worry, just take a breath, even if the sky collapses, it won't take a while to escape! Well, because you can't escape!"

　　Chang Zhishu rested for a few minutes, feeling that his throat was finally a little more comfortable, but his expression was still very excited: "Ran Wazi, there are people from the province, and it is said that there are people from the highest cultural group. The song has been recognized by the highest institution!"

　　Zhang Ran was also a little surprised. He expected people from the province, but he didn't expect that even the highest authorities were alarmed.

　　Zhong Yuemin said enviously, "Zhang Ran, your name has been passed on to the leaders of the highest institutions. It seems that you are going to develop!"

　　Zheng Tong thought for a while and guessed, "Aren't you going to be transferred away?"

　　"Brothers, let's sing a song written by Zhang Ran together to see him off!" Zhong Yuemin suggested, and hundreds of smart people on the hillside applauded in unison.

　　Then, Zhang Ran and Chang Zhishu descended the mountain in the chorus of "The Greatest Leader is the Most Proud of the Sun" by hundreds of people.

　　"You are Comrade Zhang Ran? My name is Sun Liangbi, and I belong to the highest cultural group. This time I came here to express my commendation to you on the order of the chief."

　　In Chang Zhi's home, a middle-aged man said gently after seeing Zhang Ran behind Chang Gui. .

Chapter 114

　　In Chang Gui's home, a middle-aged man from the cultural group of the highest institution read out the above orders.

　　One is an order by the highest agency to determine Zhang Ran as a typical representative of outstanding educated youth in the country, calling on all educated youth to learn from Zhang Ran.

　　The second order for Zhang Ran to participate in this year's National Day extravaganza is that Zhang Ran will sing his own song "The Sun is the Redst, the Greatest Leaders Are Closest" at the National Day Extravaganza. At the same time, it is hoped that Zhang Ran will agree to sing and dance by the general political party. Several teachers of the group sang other songs made by Zhang Ran.

　　The third article was about Zhang Ran's appointment. The above gave Zhang Ran two choices. One was to recruit him into the cultural group as a propaganda officer, and the other was to recommend him to join several song and dance troupes under the military, with regular military personnel.

　　Zhang Ran saluted several leaders and said humbly: "Mr. heads, as a socialist successor who was born under the red flag and grew up under the red flag, I completely obey the orders of the superior leaders! I agree to hand the song over to me. I sang to several teachers of the song and dance troupe, and I am very honored and excited to be able to sing in the National Day Extravaganza."

　　The middle-aged man nodded with a smile, and said with relief: "Comrade Zhang Ran, it's great that you have such an attitude! These songs of yours are very popular among the superior leaders, and the great leaders also said that this little comrade Zhang Ran is just a Gotta get it!"

　　"Chief, it's all good policies made by the state! If it wasn't for the great leader's call to ask the majority of educated young people to go to the countryside to receive re-education from the poor and lower-middle peasants, I would not have come to North Qin Province. With the careful teaching of the leaders and the peasant brothers, I will definitely not be able to create these songs!"

　　The middle-aged man was very satisfied.

　　"Of course, the education my father gave me when I was young is also indispensable."

　　The middle-aged man pondered: "Director Zhang has already given instructions on the matter. I believe he will complete the review and be released soon! As for your future path, how do you plan to go? Enter the cultural group or go to the cultural group?"

　　Zhang Ran thought for a while and said, "Chief, I want to be a soldier, a soldier of the field army, defending the country and defending the country, and a bloody battlefield!"

　　The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, this is the third way out of the two choices!

　　He was a little confused. How could he have the first two choices to be an ordinary soldier in a field army?Especially the first choice, that is the real power department where everyone wants to cut their heads but can't get in!

　　"Comrade Zhang Ran, are you serious?" The middle-aged man looked serious.

　　Zhang Ran's expression also became serious: "Yes! Because being an honorable soldier has always been my dream! As for the cultural group or the cultural group, the boy asked himself for his young knowledge and only wrote a few songs. Weibo credit is still far away. It is far from the qualifications for a high position! Please allow the boy to go to the grassroots of the army to train for a few years, and when he is good enough, he is qualified to be worthy of these two sacred departments!"

　　The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully: "You can think so! Young people won't be arrogant or discouraged, and in the spring breeze, they can still control themselves and not get carried away, not bad! President Zhang has given birth to a good son! Well, I I will reply to your decision above and help you fight for it!"

　　After sending off the leaders above, Zhang Ran found that Chang Zhishu had stayed in the chair after returning to the room.

　　"Zhishu, what's wrong with you?"

　　Chang Gui's expression was both excited and fearful: "Eh... Ee's legs are too weak to move, what kind of leader was that just now, Ee is fortunate to receive and talk to others, it's really smoke from the ancestral grave! No, Not only smoke, but the ancestral tomb exploded!"

　　Zhang Ran was ashamed to hear that, Chang Zhishu really seemed too excited today, and he could even say such a thing.

　　"Ran Wazi, you really wanted to kill the old man just now. If you don't go to those two good places, you have to go to the army. I really don't know what you think!" After Chang Zhishu finished speaking, he went back Thinking that Zhang Ran is no longer the Zhang Ran of the past, even if he did not choose to be a cadre in the cultural group or the cultural and art troupe, he is still a person whose name is passed on to the highest institution. If you are offended, you have to be careful when you speak.

　　So Chang Gui immediately laughed again and said, "Comrade Zhang Ran, I'm worried about you, why did you give up on the great future!"

　　Zhang Ran smiled and said, "Secretary, your idea is wrong. Revolutionary work is just a different division of labor. It would be an honor for me to be a soldier!"

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　　He thought that although the two departments were beautiful, he was unfamiliar with the cultural group. Although the power was great, it was also full of right and wrong.

　　Second, he had promised Zhou Xiaobai, and the girl was waiting for him. How could he not keep the promise and suddenly go somewhere else?

　　Chang Gui knew that it was too late to say anything now, and he didn't dare to criticize too much, so he could only regret: "It's only like this now! I'm afraid that the transfer order about you will come down soon. Don't take part in the work in the village, rest in peace, and leave!"

　　"Secretary, how can I leave so soon? I am requesting to join the field army, and the most suitable time is this year's recruitment! So there are still two or three months, I can completely help our village to set up the terraced fields. After repairing it and leaving, the villagers will have protection, so I can walk with peace of mind!"

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　　Chang Gui looked at Zhang Ran quietly for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "You are a good baby, and I am really reluctant to let you go!"

　　That night, in the cave, Zhong Yuemin and others had mixed feelings about the news that Zhang Ran was leaving. They were both happy for him and secretly envious.

　　Zhong Yuemin said melancholy: "Zhang Ran, you are going to abandon your comrades in arms and go alone!"

　　Zheng Tong echoed: "Yeah, from now on you will eat military rations, and we have to face the loess and turn our backs to the sky here! You are not being righteous!"

　　Cao Yang sighed: "As soon as you leave, we will lose our backbone!"

　　Jiang Biyun's tone was a little reluctant: "To be honest, we educated youths can integrate so quickly in Shichuan Village, and are respected by the villagers. Zhang Ran, you have made great contributions, and we should all thank you!"

　　Zhang Yuan said indifferently, "Zhang Ran, you're gone, I... what should we do?"

　　Zhong Yuemin suddenly smiled when the topic changed: "But my buddy said a word of conscience, Zhang Ran has done so many things and helped so many people, and he should leave here for his credit and talent, and he should be a brother. He is happy!"

　　A month later, the above instructions arrived in the county, agreeing that Zhang Ran would go to the field army.Four.

Chapter 115

　　The new food has come down, and Ishikawa Village has finally survived the years of lack of connection. This year, because of Zhang Ran's art performance, the food collected from outside is much stronger than begging in previous years.

　　It stands to reason that since the new food has come down, there is no need for Zhang Ran and the others to go to the county to perform performances, but the people in the county have become accustomed to them and regard the cultural performance in Ishikawa Village as an indispensable thing. If you don't go there, people from other villages will send representatives to come to the village to ask questions.