Capital city.
Conservatory of Music.
In a small building that was temporarily vacated for teaching and research.
A group of male and female singers in their thirties and forties looked at each other in bewilderment.
They were all urgently summoned a few days ago and rushed to Beijing to study Cantonese intensively.
Early this morning, a notice was sent out saying that the training class would end early and everyone would return to their original units.
Didn’t we agree that we should go to support Hong Kong Island?
Just when everyone was puzzled, a well-informed music school teacher smiled and revealed a secret.
"No need for everyone to go and support us anymore. Our two interns from Minzu University in Beijing took the entire Hong Kong music scene by storm last night..."
"Bloody Massacre? Minda also teaches music...?"
The music conservatory teacher sighed, not knowing what he was lamenting. "No, this couple is studying economics..."
"Isn't it a bit of an exaggeration to say there was a bloodbath? We are well aware of the musical prowess of Hong Kong Island."
"Yeah, wouldn't it be too frivolous to disband us like this? What if things get worse?"
"repeatedly?"
The teacher from the music conservatory shook her head. She knew that there was no way the matter could be repeated, but she couldn't say openly that several of her teachers from the music conservatory had gone to a related unit to "privately" eavesdrop on Hong Kong Island's radio programs...
Judging from the quality of the songs sung by Xiao Chu, it can suppress the Hong Kong and Taiwan music scene for at least three years!
Hey, why would a good girl study economics?
The same goes for her lover, who is so talented in writing and composing music, but he only wants to become an official.
What a waste!
…
The operation of Rediffusion Radio was handed over to the five Cantonese singers.
With the seven or eight songs left by Zhang Hongcheng and Chu Miaohong, they only need to sing them again every night.
It’s not that Zhang Hongcheng underestimated the abilities of Hong Kong and Taiwan composers, but it’s simply impossible to overcome the huge obstacle he set in just one month.
Zhang Hongcheng and Chu Miaohong’s new internship location is a newly built hotel.
The courtyard-style design is obviously where Xia Run receives leaders from the mainland and entertains local businessmen.
The person in charge of arranging the transfer even gave it a nice excuse, saying that it was a perfect match for Zhang Hongcheng and Chu Miaohong's work experience.
The flowers, plants and trees inside the hotel are being renovated, and it will take two months for the hotel to officially open to the public, which is just enough time for the couple to leave.
Zhang Hongcheng's internship work involves studying the arrangement of flowers and plants, while Chu Miaohong's job is simpler. She is responsible for assisting in checking the hotel's landscaping design drawings and construction results - sitting in the office to keep the drawings.
Special documents are required to enter and exit here. Even Xiao Zhang and Xiao Chu, who came here for internship, had to apply to enter and exit. The couple was really put under a small confinement and were only allowed to walk around the path outside the courtyard wall after dinner.
Fortunately, the place they lived in was very nice, a side room in a small courtyard, which was spacious and stylish, and even had a white porcelain flush toilet.
Now Zhang Hongcheng no longer has the idea of causing trouble, because Chu Miaohong is always in a daze from time to time, probably worried about what her father is doing.
Bringing the couple here is a form of protection in another sense. This also indirectly shows that what Zhang Hongcheng's father-in-law is doing is probably very dangerous.
Zhang Hongcheng could only try his best to make his wife happy, not caring whether he was being immoral.
For example, one day after dinner, the couple took a walk along the path around the outer wall.
I happened to see a drunk man sleeping under the streetlight across the street.
Zhang Hongcheng kindly shouted at the other party.
"Brother, why don't you turn off the lights when you go to bed?"
The dazed drunk looked at Zhang Hongcheng and saw him pointing at the bright street lamp above his head.
The drunken man grinned and slapped his head, "That's right!"
I was wondering why I felt so sleepy!
Watching the drunk man frantically climbing up the lamppost, Chu Miaohong smiled unhappily and pinched him several times.
For example, one time, a tricycle delivering flowers and plants accidentally turned into a ditch. Zhang Hongcheng, who was passing by and supporting Chu Miaohong, kindly reminded the driver, who was squatting nearby smoking with a depressed look on his face, that parking in the ditch was prohibited.
Chu Miaohong and the driver were both so angry that they laughed.
It’s all Douyin’s fault!
The life of a Lezi person is simple and happy. With Zhang Hongcheng playing around, Chu Miaohong finds that she has no time to worry.
Where does this guy get all his witticisms and jokes?
What about Mercedes-Benz and BMW racing on the road? The Mercedes-Benz was towing a tractor. In the end, the traffic police said that the tractor wanted to overtake...
What about a blind man who saw a deaf man writing and told him that he heard the screams of a mute...
Not to mention Chu Miaohong, even the staff passing by often choked when drinking water.
After arranging the flowers and plants, the next project is the promotional posters on the outer wall of the courtyard.
Originally, Xia Run wanted to invite several Chinese painting masters to come and paint on the wall.
Because writing slogans and drawing revolutionary propaganda posters are not allowed in Hong Kong Island.
However, due to various reasons, several masters were unable to make the trip, and in the end, several students and teachers from the Academy of Fine Arts came.
Among them was actually an old acquaintance of Zhang Hongcheng - one of the art students who begged all the way to Hongqi Wetland Farm.
Both teachers and students were a little embarrassed because the theme of the painting was required to be in line with international standards and closer to the street painting culture of Hong Kong Island.
As a former member of the Red Flag Wetland Farm, the beggar art student has a high degree of confidence in his old farm manager.
As a result, the style of the paintings on the hotel's exterior walls gradually became weird.
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