276: Treat me to wedding candy soon
Zhou Ziheng smiled and ate the fish that Yu Xiaoye had picked.
I don’t know if it’s because it has no bones, but the fish suddenly became extremely delicious, much better than braised pork.
Yu Xiaoye asked while finding fault:
"Manager, can you do me a favor?"
"Tell me."
Yu Xiaoye told Zhou Ziheng that she wanted to adapt the ballet "The White-Haired Girl" and asked him if he could help her borrow the script of the ballet.
Yu Xiaoye guessed that this matter was a bit difficult. If this ballet had not been specially rehearsed, there would generally be no such script.
So if you want to find the script, you must first find out where this ballet has been rehearsed.
Zhou Ziheng thought for a moment:
"Our farm may not have this thing. The Propaganda Department has never rehearsed this play. However, I can ask the division headquarters for you, or other farms. If they have it, I can borrow it for you."
"Really?"
"real."
"Ha ha--"
Yu Xiaoye didn't dare laugh too loudly, he just opened his mouth wide and chuckled a few times, his eyes narrowed into a line, revealing a mouthful of glutinous rice teeth:
"Master, you are so kind!"
Zhou Ziheng felt sweet in his heart when he saw her so happy.
As long as I can see her smiling face, I am willing to do anything.
Zhou Ziheng ate all the dishes, leaving only one scallion pancake.
Yu Xiaoye did not waste it. He took out a used piece of paper from his flowered cloth bag, wrapped the fried pancake in it and took it away.
After dinner, Zhou Ziheng rode his bike and took Yu Xiaoye back to the headquarters compound.
Originally, if it weren't for the incident of borrowing the script, Yu Xiaoye could have gone back.
But now Yu Xiaoye had a new idea, so she didn't plan to leave for the time being. She went to the projection room of the Propaganda Department first, continued watching the movie, and waited for Zhou Ziheng to help her find out the script.
To be honest, the hope doesn't seem very great.
This ballet was only released two years ago and has been very popular recently. If some propaganda teams or art troupes are rehearsing it, they may not be willing to lend it out.
Even if Zhou Ziheng is bold enough and others are willing to lend it out, who knows how long it will take to turn it around?
If it was one or two days, it would be fine, but if it was more than two days, she couldn't wait any longer. She couldn't delay the rehearsal of other programs for this program that had no idea what was going on.
So we can only leave it to fate.
It would be best if she could borrow it, but if not, she could only watch the movie over and over again, and then rely on her memory to make a simple copy of it herself.
In short, getting something done is not as easy as you think. There are so many things to do and you have to do them one by one.
However, perhaps it was God's will that Zhou Ziheng helped her find the script she wanted with just one phone call.
Zhou Ziheng's first call was directly to the political department of the division headquarters.
The Beidahuang Production and Construction Corps implemented a military organization system with a total of five divisions. Under the divisions were regiments (farms), under the regiments were battalions (branch farms), and under the battalions were companies.
The Mishan Farm where Zhou Ziheng was located belonged to the Second Division, so he first called the Political Department of the Second Division and asked the person who answered the phone to help him find Director Chen Shukui, saying that it was Zhou Ziheng who was looking for him.
After a while, a cheerful voice came from the receiver, and asked with a smile:
"Hey, Director Zhou, any good news?"
Zhou Ziheng knew that Chen Shukui had something to say, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he said in a serious tone:
"No good news, I just want to borrow something from you."
"Tell me, I'll definitely lend it to you if you have it!"
"Do you have the script for the ballet 'White-Haired Girl'?"
Chen Shukui laughed twice:
"You've definitely found the right person. Our art troupe is indeed rehearsing this musical. So, are you guys on the farm rehearsing too? Let me tell you, this is incredibly difficult to rehearse. Without thirty people, it's impossible to pull it off. It's incredibly difficult. Do you really want to tackle this tough nut on your farm?"
"From the tone of your voice, do you look down on our farm propaganda team?"
"I don't mean to look down on it, but this ballet is really not that easy to perform. Not only do the actors and orchestra need to be professional, but it's also difficult to stage it without six months. It's a huge project."
"I know, but our farm publicity team doesn't have any plans for this right now. We're just borrowing it for fun."
"play?!"
Chen Shukui was so shocked that he almost hung up the phone.
Chen Shukui didn't believe that these words came from Zhou Ziheng's mouth. Zhou Ziheng was always serious about what he did and would never say in such a cynical way that he wanted to borrow something to play with.
After a while, Chen Shukui seemed to react and asked with a smile:
"Isn't that your little friend wants to play?"
Zhou Ziheng didn't want others to make fun of what happened between him and Yu Xiaoye, so he said in a cold tone:
"You know it, but you still ask?"
“Hohohahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha——”
A burst of shrill laughter came from the receiver, almost breaking the phone line.
Zhou Ziheng deliberately moved the receiver a little further away, and waited until Chen Shukui had almost finished laughing before putting it back to his ear. He then heard Chen Shukui say, breathless with laughter:
"Zhou Ziheng, ah Zhou Ziheng, you can actually do such shameless things!"
"Stop talking nonsense. Will you lend it to me?"
Chen Shukui chuckled twice again:
"Hey, can I lend you a script? Wait, I'll go find out for you."
Chen Shukui laughed a few more times and hung up the phone.
Zhou Ziheng was laughed at by everyone and felt very uncomfortable.
However, there is no other way but to ask for help from others.
About half an hour later, the phone rang.
Zhou Ziheng picked up the phone, but before he could speak, Chen Shukui said:
"I found it. It was me who snatched the script from them. If it were someone else, no one else would be able to borrow it!"
"Thank you very much in advance."
Chen Shukui is very concerned
Ask earnestly:
"How's it going? Good progress."
Zhou Ziheng didn't want others to inquire about his and Yu Xiaoye's private affairs, so he refused directly:
"Don't ask."
"Why, our Liang Qin abandoned her husband and children to help you, and I can't ask a few questions?"
"Then you can ask Liang Qin. I can't say anything."
"Tsk tsk—is this still the Zhou Ziheng I know?"
Zhou Ziheng didn't want to continue to argue with Chen Shukui about his personal emotional issues. Chen Shukui was not Liang Qin.
Liang Qin is a woman, delicate and considerate. She would not joke about this matter like Chen Shukui did. In addition, Zhou Ziheng asked Liang Qin to do something for him, so he could open his heart to Liang Qin, but he was unwilling to argue with Chen Shukui, a rough man, on the phone.
Besides, Secretary Jiang and Xiao Gu are in the office, so I can’t say too much in front of them.
So he changed the subject in time:
"Put the script away first. I'll have someone get it now."
Seeing that Zhou Ziheng seemed quite anxious, Chen Shukui said:
"Forget it, I'll be a good person to the end. I'll help you find out if there are people or cars going to your place, and give you a ride."
"Thank you very much."
"No thanks, please treat me to some wedding candy soon."
When Zhou Ziheng heard this, he finally couldn't help laughing out loud on the phone.
Chen Shukui on the other end of the phone laughed heartily again, and muttered as he hung up:
"A thousand-year-old iron tree blooms, how strange—"
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