Rebirth in 1998 is also a kind of life

December 12th, the last hours of 30.

"Dear factory leaders and employees, good evening everyone..." Wan Qingyi and another factory grassroots acted as hosts on the stage.

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"Now, please enjoy a program of the New Year's Day Cultural Evening—the chorus: "We Workers Have Strength."

"We workers have power, hey! We workers have power!"

This is the repertoire of the soda factory for 30 years, including Director Lin, Secretary Zhang, Lao Litou and other leaders shouting desperately on it.

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"The next program is—Short piece: "Eating Steamed Buns", performed by Bao Lao Si and Li Yi."

Is this copycat "Eating Noodles"?Seeing these two college classmates who are less and less walking with him on weekdays imitating the old sketches of more than ten years ago, Yang Zhu's mood is a little strange.

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"Time goes by so fast. In a blink of an eye, 10 minutes have passed since our cultural performance. Next, please enjoy the male and female duet - "Pianpian Maple Leaf Love", singers Tu Lili and Huang Guowei"

As the familiar music played, Yang Zhu looked at the two people in the stands who looked like a pair of lovers. It seemed that after Xiao Huang's persistent pursuit, his classmates were a little loose, but well, he had some inside information. , I am not very optimistic about these two people.

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"Are you wondering why I am the only one on stage to host now?"

"That's right, the next program is—personal playing and singing: "Red Bean", the performer... Wan Qingyi!"

Following wild shouts and whistles from the audience, Wan Qingyi, who had changed into a denim outfit, came onto the stage with a guitar and a stool.

Yang Zhu looked at this guy's skillful fingering and deliberately lowered the singing voice by 3 keys, and felt pretty good. No wonder the male compatriots in the audience were so crazy.

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I don't know how long it took, Yang Zhu, who was sleeping soundly on the chair, was woken up by Sima Qingcuo: "Hey, Yang Zhu wake up, we should go!"

Yang Zhu sucked the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looked at the crowd rushing out, gave a sleepy oh, stood up lazily, and walked out with the little girl.

"You are a real person. What a wonderful performance tonight, but you are the only one sleeping there alone." The little girl complained after struggling to squeeze out of the hall. Sleeping in such a large-scale group event is a very lack of collective spirit and very rude.

Yang Zhu rolled his eyes, is this also called wonderful?

Not to mention the lack of a serious original program tonight, the low-quality super loudspeaker that made me feel uncomfortable, and a lot of singing that is not much different from howling in a KTV, maybe for a little girl who has never been in contact with it For the guys in the wonderful world outside, it can be regarded as a good party;

But for an old ghost like myself who has seen the chaos of the future, it is already an extremely rare thing to insist on reading halfway before going to bed.

"Hey~! Yang Zhu, Qingcuo, wait!" From a distance, the voice of the school girl came.

Seeing Wan Qingyi running over panting and handing the guitar into her hand, the little girl was a little puzzled: "What's wrong, sister Qingyi, why don't you go back so late?"

Wan Qingyi smiled: "I have something to accompany Tu Lili."

Yang Zhu curled his lips, guessing that his classmate suddenly fell in love with a guy surnamed Huang after the art performance, and asked the school girl to go over to accompany him, nothing more than to find someone to talk to and get a side support from friends.

Cut~!

Woman, you always tend to create illusions for yourself under the lights;

Music, you always wear a mask to confuse the little girl from the truth!

Huh?It seems that I can also write a couple of limericks!

Just when someone was complacent about getting a couple of nonsensical doggerels by chance, he heard the little girl sigh enviously.

"What's the matter, little girl?" Yang Zhu looked at the little girl who felt rather self-pitying and asked.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly envy Sister Qingyi." The little girl held the guitar carefully, and looked at the figure of the school girl who was gradually going away.

"Envy her? What is there to envy her?" Yang Zhu was a little confused.

In terms of appearance, although the real face of the little girl is not a branch of the school girl, it is obviously more lethal;

In terms of figure, the little girl can turn Wan Qingyi into a scum in seconds;

In terms of ability, the little girl is always brought by me. Although this girl is seriously lacking in self-confidence, it is not impossible for her to surpass her classmates in one year at most;

When it comes to family, um... well, when it comes to family, there is indeed a big difference between the two sides.

"Look at Sister Qingyi, not to mention she's pretty, she's versatile, she's good at playing guitar and singing, and I don't know anything;"

"Also, Sister Qingyi is kind to everyone, everyone is willing to get close to her, and is willing to tell her anything, and I..." The little girl didn't continue talking, but her expression was a little gloomy.

Yang Zhu knew that one of the two major knots of this girl all the time was that everyone was unwilling to get close to her for various reasons, which made her have very few friends.

Yang Zhu didn't want to persuade her, but sneered slightly: "You envy her? In other words, it should be said that she envies you, right?"

"Eh??" The little girl raised her head, her face full of inexplicable astonishment.

Yang Zhu began to talk: "Look, you think everyone in your sister Qingyi is willing to get close to her, but have you ever thought about it, the person she most wants to please is me;"

"Why, it's because the old man can teach her a lot of things that she can't learn in textbooks, isn't that the reason?"

The little girl thought about it and nodded.

"However, even if she tried to please her in every possible way, she still had to pay a sky-high tuition fee in order to get something out of me; on the other hand, look at you, little girl, you didn't spend a dime, but the old man did his best to teach you. You've been around for a year, tell me, should it be her who envies you?"

The little girl thought about it, and it seemed to be the same reason. The self-pity in her heart dissipated without a trace, and she showed a big smile to Yang Zhu.

Yang Zhu coaxed the little girl to be happy when he saw a few words, and he was even more proud: "Besides, although that guy looks pretty good in the eyes of ordinary people, can he compare with you? What kind of way are you? Not sure?"

Hearing what Yang Zhu said seemed to be a compliment to herself, the little girl was not only happy, but also shy: "That, that is different, my appearance is actually not pleasing."

Yang Zhu sneered: "Don't use the aesthetics of Qilu's older generation as an example, they always say that marrying a wife is more important than beauty, you go out and ask those young people, how many people marry a wife and don't pay attention to beauty? "

The little girl blushed, and said like a mosquito: "Then you, you think I'm pretty too?"

Yang Zhu nodded his head as a matter of course: "That is, it is not an exaggeration to say that your little girl will be a disaster for the country and the people if she is put in ancient times, which man would not be tempted? Coupled with your body that looks like you have eaten hormone feed..."

"Tsk tsk, that means the old man has cultivated for many years and is not easily attracted by beauty, otherwise the old man would have brought you disaster!"

"So, little girl, it is very important to maintain a humble attitude, but if you are too modest, it is hypocrisy!" Yang Zhu concluded with the appearance of a Taoist gentleman.

The little girl was very happy when she heard Yang Zhu keep praising herself;

Later, he said that his body was fed with hormone feed, and he felt embarrassed and angry;

Later, when I heard the word "disaster", my heart almost jumped out of my chest.

"You can blame me if you have the ability. Anyway, it's not that you haven't had any troubles before." The little girl lowered her head and her voice was lower than that of a mosquito.

"Huh? Little girl, what did you just say?" Yang Zhu didn't hear clearly, so he asked.

"No. No!" The little girl blushed and shook her head like a drum.

Cut~!I'm so naughty, I blush like this after a few words of praise to you, why are you so thin-skinned?

Yang Zhu muttered a few words in his heart, then wrapped himself in a down jacket and walked to his dormitory,

And the little girl behind her was holding the guitar carefully, trotting two steps to keep up with his pace...