Many experts and scholars who had just returned to the capital from the lower reaches of the country and thought that they were in poor health and had not much time left, even regarded the students of the Class of 1977 as their own closed disciples.
Suppressing and ridiculing one's own students is intolerable!
The sad sound of the violin flowed slowly on the podium.
The person playing the violin at this moment is a middle-aged teacher with patches on his sleeves. Behind his thick bottle-bottom glasses are a pair of eyes full of vicissitudes of life, immersed in the emotions of music.
The clear and melodious singing voice, along with the melody of the violin, rose and fell in the space, stirring everyone's hearts like sand and flying catkins.
"...I also have an old mother and a sweetheart... The Hunter Soul of Mountains and Flowing Water..."
Chu Miaohong was dressed quite simply today.
A half-worn women's light-colored floral shirt, black women's trousers, and a sleek big braid.
After receiving some impromptu instruction from several music experts, Chu Miaohong's singing skills improved significantly, leaving several music professors bewildered. They wondered how this girl had gotten into Minzu University.
Half of the "screenwriter" Zhang Hongcheng sat in the first row, and he also enjoyed the changes in his wife.
The singing voice is still beautiful, and now it is perfectly combined with her expression.
"When you open your eyes, a hundred flowers bloom; when you close them, the whole world is silent..."
Teachers and students from other colleges who didn't know this guy nodded in agreement subconsciously.
The teachers and students of the school who knew this guy quietly kept their distance from him.
Boss Yu, who was sitting on the right side of Zhang Hongcheng, suddenly spat in the front.
“How shameless!”
"Boss, you spit at my wife, I'm going to get mad!"
Yu Zhaowen rolled his eyes at Zhang Hongcheng four or five times.
"Sixth Brother, can you please have some shame?"
"I'm insulting your wife's lover. Don't you know what's going on?"
Zhang Hongcheng thought about it seriously and finally sighed.
"Boss, don't you guys read the newspaper lately?"
"Let's be honest. My wife is really beautiful. Hey, don't do it, don't do it... Why can't you be teased?"
"If you want me, the boss, to let you go, it's not impossible. After a unanimous vote by the dormitory brothers, you have to agree to one condition of mine."
"What do you think about me playing the role of the leopard in this play?"
There were many students from the class of 1977 who had the same idea as Yu Zhaowen.
This year's candidates are different from the previous young college students. They include both old and young candidates.
Except for the actor for Tian Dabang, who needs to be found elsewhere, almost all other roles can be played by the students of the class of 1977.
"Boss, you do have the aura of a mountain leopard, but it's a bit illogical to expect the fourth agent to like you with your appearance..."
Ren Xinqiao, the seventh roommate in the dormitory, hurriedly leaned over to recommend himself.
"Sixth Brother, don't pay attention to the boss. He's just playing a one-eyed dragon at best."
"Look at me!"
Ren Xinqiao shamelessly pointed at his own black face.
"I think I am the most suitable person to play the Siberian tiger."
The teachers and students sitting around laughed when they heard this.
Well, the 1.55-meter-tall male protagonist is the Siberian Tiger...
The bandits were probably amused to death by the male protagonist.
Zhang Hongcheng and Yu Zhaowen hurriedly covered the guy's mouth.
"Aniu (Old Seven's nickname), stop it!"
Just at this moment, the violin and singing sounds on the stage faded away, and the thunderous applause covered up the struggle and unwillingness of the 1.55-meter-tall Comrade Northeast Tiger.
With the strong support of the teachers, the crew was quickly established.
Zhang Hongcheng served as assistant director and original script writer.
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