Chen Xia pointed at himself: "Me? What can I do?"
Yu Hong also joined in the commotion, trying to quickly deflect the blame. "Section Chief, your Cantonese songs are very famous among the young people. Why don't you sing a song? It will definitely stun everyone."
Chen Xia shook his head. "I can sing Cantonese songs, but I don't have an instrumental. You want me to sing a cappella? That's no different from a Taoist priest chanting. We can sing in private, but it's not appropriate for a party."
Now everyone is worried again.
The new monitor of the cafeteria class, Chen Xia's cousin Chen Chiyun, suddenly said:
"Section Chief, I remember you performed magic in the village. I think it's great. So far, no magic show has been reported."
"Hey, Chief, you can do magic? What do you do? Make a living person appear?"
“Hehehe~~~~”
Chen Xia ignored everyone's "ridicule" and thought it was a good idea.
He has a unique advantage in performing magic. He can perform whatever he wants and use the name of "magic" to perform "magic".
"Okay, since no one has an idea, I'll do it myself. Alas, I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, but I'm afraid of pig-like teammates."
"Section Chief, how dare you call us pigs?"
"That's right, we are pigs, so what are you? A pig head?"
“Wow, hahaha~~~~~”
When the list of performers for the Spring Festival Gala was announced, everyone was surprised to find that Chief Chen Xia of the General Affairs Department was going to perform a magic trick. This piqued everyone's interest.
Especially the young employees, everyone was ready to "expose" the tricks of Section Chief Chen and tease him. This even became a consensus among all employees in the hospital.
After Chen Xia found out, he snorted, "With your level, even if I gave you a high-definition camera, it would be useless. You're all just rubbish."
On the evening of the 29th day of the 12th lunar month, the People’s Hospital Spring Festival Gala began at the People’s Theater.
Except for the staff on duty, all the employees of the People's Hospital were in the theater, and even the young people's family members were not able to come.
The leaders of course sat in the first row. This time, Secretary Li, Commissioner Han, and Deputy Commissioner Zhang all came to the event in person. Of course, it was also possible that they were too bored at home and came together to join in the fun.
Chen Xia was sitting in the second row. She looked back at her colleagues who were both employees and actors. Both men and women had strange makeup on their faces. The blush was so thick.
I couldn't help but shiver all over. She looked like a female ghost in Hong Kong movies. It was so weird.
The atmosphere in the meeting room was already quite good at this time. The employees were calling their friends and the leaders were chatting with each other in a friendly manner.
The party officially began at 7pm.
As a northerner, Gu Lin spoke relatively standard Mandarin, so she was chosen to be the announcer for the evening show (this had nothing to do with her father being the dean).
At this time, there is no such thing as a host. The announcer is usually dressed formally, with his face painted red, and he announces the names of each program and the name of the performing department in an enthusiastic and positive voice.
There is no need to say any other nonsense, let alone say some tear-jerking, touching and sensational words like Aunt Ni Ping, nor is there any need to report that someone has sent a congratulatory message. It is not the turn of embassies abroad or frontier troops to report the good news to the small People's Hospital.
However, the announcer cannot talk nonsense, but the leaders' nonsense is indispensable. Look, Secretary Li, Commissioner Han, and Dean Gu all went up and gave a speech.
It's nothing more than looking back at the past, talking about the present, looking forward to the future, and giving employees some spiritual chicken soup by the way. But the tragedy is that employees of this era seem to be particularly fond of this, and the applause is louder than the other.
Chen Xia curled his lips in the audience.
At this time, the long-legged Gu Lin appeared and announced in standard Northeastern Mandarin:
"For the first program, please enjoy the dance 'How Beautiful Our Motherland Is' selected by the Nursing Department."
Applause~~~~
Music starts~~~~
The background music played "Spring Festival Overture," and Chen Xia immediately thought of CCTV's Spring Festival Gala, with the hosts' cheerful opening remarks:
"Dear leaders, distinguished guests, and friends in the audience here and watching on TV, good evening~~~~~"
Uh, I was distracted. I couldn't help it. It was too magical.
As the music started, the little nurses all dressed up beautifully and started dancing. Being young is a good thing. Look at their slim waists, their long legs, and ah, look at their small figures.
I wonder if my father-in-law would want to sneak in after seeing this? Anyway, a serious leader like Chen Xia definitely doesn't want to sneak in.
Before the girls finished dancing, a group of middle-aged women came out playing waist drums. It was simply unbearable to watch. Chen Xia lowered her head and laughed non-stop. She thought of the way old lady Yin played the waist drum back then.
After the lively group dance ended, all the employees and leaders in the audience applauded enthusiastically. It must be said that this kind of group dance is really suitable for this kind of party and it is definitely the atmosphere setter.
Uh, Chen Xia seemed to be distracted again. When he thought of the atmosphere group, he thought of the lovely Ashley, Jessica, Amanda, Nicole and others in the bar in his previous life.
The beautiful young ladies were dressed coolly, standing on the table with bottles of wine, shaking them constantly and shouting:
"Oh~ Mr. Chen, come with us~"
Chen Xia shook his head. How could he have such dirty thoughts when people all over the country were celebrating the New Year and building the four modernizations? He must reflect on his thoughts a hundred times.
At this time, Gu Lin came out again: "The next program is the dance "In the Field of Hope" selected by the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology."
When Gu Lin passed by the actor, he glanced at Yao Yinping.
Alas, this girl has small breasts and a small heart.
As the music started, several little girls dressed as rural women, with their heads wrapped and wearing flowered shirts, began to dance.
Originally, the Department of Gynecology wanted to choose the Jiangnan folk song "Tea Picking Dance", but it was later rejected by Mrs. Zeng. How could they use such a decadent song at such an exciting moment for the whole hospital?
Alas, in 1983, the conservatives were already grasshoppers in autumn, but they could still jump a few times. Even Aunt Li Guyi's "Homesickness" was criticized to pieces.
The third program was a female solo submitted by the Finance Department, "I Love You China", sung by Aunt Fei Meilan.
It seems that the old lady didn't take all those supplements in vain. Her voice was loud and powerful, and she drew applause from the whole audience as soon as she opened her mouth.
"A lark flies across the blue sky~~~I love you, China~~~I love you, China~~~"
Along with the singing, the employees below were singing along collectively. Many of them had sacred expressions on their faces. I guess Chen Xia was the only one in the audience who was looking around, unable to bear to watch.
If Secretary Li and Dean Gu hadn't been sitting in front of him, he wouldn't have been able to sit still. Alas, no wonder his mother-in-law called him unsteady.
Next, it was Chen Xia’s turn.
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