In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

The final show, with its stunning appearance, quickly conquered the whole factory. People watched mesmerizedly, and even followed the stage gestures with their hands and feet uncontrollably.

The leaders in the audience were also talking quietly, obviously very satisfied with the performance.

Relevant leaders in the factory are proud of you.

At the end of the performance, there was thunderous and lasting applause.

The last person to give a speech was Deputy Director Qiu Xinzhi. After speaking impassionedly and eloquently, he began to award awards to those who participated in the performance today.

The awards were divided into three levels. The first prize went to the art troupe without any suspense, the second prize went to the staff hospital, the third prize went to the No. [-] middle school affiliated to the factory, and the others were consolation prizes. Everyone was given a The enamel jar has the words "May Day Commemoration of the Aluminum Factory" printed on it, in red letters on a white background, which is very conspicuous.

As long as they are not empty-handed, everyone who participates will be satisfied and beaming with joy. Even though it is just an enamel jar, it is worth a few dollars. Besides, they just opened their mouths and sang a song, which is like picking up a bargain. , can you still be unhappy?

Then the third prize was awarded. Seven or eight teachers and a dozen children stood on the stage. The team leader took a banner from the leader's hand. It was an honor that belonged to the team. As for individuals, in addition to the enamel jar, there were also With two extra towels and a piece of soap, the teachers were able to exercise more restraint, but the children couldn't keep their emotions in check. They were all as happy as if they were celebrating the New Year, holding the prizes carefully and looking very rare.

Song Hongguo's attention was sucked away by one of the female teachers. She came a little late and had not watched their program before, so it was only now that she discovered the face that was vague in her memory.

In the past life, those experiences that she thought had been forgotten gradually came to mind. The old dean of the welfare home was suffering from illness and helpless. When he finally passed away, there was no family around him. If she hadn't accidentally seen the young dean of the old dean, In any case, I dare not guess that the gentle and peaceful smiling face in front of me might be the old dean.

She asked Zou Lanlan calmly, "Are these teachers from No. [-] Middle School? I remember that our factory seems to have three middle schools, right? Why don't they perform together?"

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Zou Lanlan was a native of the local area and knew all the details and gossip about the aluminum factory. Hearing this, he explained for her, "It is true that our factory has three middle schools, but they are all in charge of each other. When it comes to the issue of quotas for high school, there is private competition, and no one accepts it. However, it is generally recognized that the best middle school is No. [-] Middle School. I studied in No. [-] Middle School back then. No matter how you look at it, No. [-] Middle School is the best. it is this."

Song Hongguo saw her thumbs up proudly and said with a smile, "Is it really that good?"

Zou Lanlan nodded without hesitation, "It's no exaggeration. The conditions are no worse than the middle schools in the city. Other elementary schools only have two subjects, and the rest of the time is just fooling around. In addition to Chinese and arithmetic, we also teach As for music and painting, they are all professional teachers with eight hundred qualifications. They are not fooling around at all, and they have both piano and accordion."

Song Hongguo immediately decided to send the two brothers to No. [-] Middle School in the second half of the year. Not only would they learn some skills, but also... "Do you know these teachers?"

Zou Lanlan nodded and shook her head, "I only know a few of them. The other young ones should have come later. What's wrong? Is there anyone you know or...?"

Song Hongguo said nonchalantly, "I plan to let my children go to this school in the future. I don't want to ask in advance how the teachers are doing."

Zou Lanlan suddenly realized, patted her chest and said, "Keep it with me, I will help you ask later."

After Song Hongguo thanked her, it was their turn to go up to the stage to receive the award. Dean Zhang took over the second prize banner, feeling quite high-spirited. In addition to the enamel jar and towel soap, each of them also received an aluminum pot. The odds and ends were carried in a net bag, and the aluminum pot was carried directly in the hand. The shape... was just like carrying a fat baby behind his back.

At the moment, he received many envious glances.

The system laughed, "Do you want to see your current image? Aloof? Intellectual? Hahaha, your personality is a bit broken, like a little daughter-in-law who has returned to her parents' home."

Song Hongguo, "..."

She subconsciously glanced at Huo Minglou in the distance, and met his tender gaze. In an instant, all embarrassment and nervousness disappeared, and only sweetness remained in her heart.

When the system saw this, he couldn't help but feel sour, "Haha, beauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder. We haven't seen each other for more than ten days, even if you have disheveled hair and a sack, he thinks you look good..."

Song Hongguo scolded it speechlessly, "Are you a mother-in-law again? Think about how you jumped up and down to get us together, now you can't see us anymore, okay?"

The system chokes.

After they left, the next people to come on stage to receive the award were the people from the cultural troupe. Feng Qiuping and Wang Erni were both there, and they were crowded to the C position, squeezing the deputy leader of the team to the side, and others were accompanying them. Laughing in the background, the prizes handed out by the city leaders themselves include a thermos bottle on top of the second prize, and the enamel jar has been replaced with a higher-end ceramic cup. That is exclusive to the leaders these days and is a symbol of status. From this you can imagine how enviable it can be.

The relevant leaders also shook hands with everyone cordially, especially Wang Erni and Feng Qiuping. They encouraged them a few words and invited them to perform in the city on the spot. They were responsible for all food and accommodation, as well as other labor income. It can be said that all the stars support the moon and steal the limelight.

The performance of the two was different. Feng Qiuping was unfazed by favors and humiliations, while Wang Erni cried with joy. However, no matter what kind of performance, they both gained the favor of everyone. At this point, the two of them were famous in the whole factory.

When the system saw it, it couldn't help but sigh with complicated emotions, "You deserve to be reborn. I really envy you this kind of luck. Both of them have bad cards. Feng Qiuping made a comeback based on his own ability. Why should Wang Erni?"

Song Hongguo said quietly, "It depends on how smart your colleague is."

The system suddenly became worried and muttered dissatisfiedly, "What the hell is it messing with? There's nothing wrong with the host going offline as soon as possible. Then wait for the opportunity to turn it on again. Why does it have to hang on this crooked tree?" She caused trouble for others, even got her a cultural troupe, and she wasn't afraid of dealing with her on the 19th..."

Song Hongguo asked, "Who is No. 19?"

The system said casually, "That's my colleague. Feng Qiuping's system is not easy to mess with. If Wang Erni dares to jump around, it will hinder Feng Qiuping, haha..."

Song Hongguo's eyes flashed, "Then what is Wang Erni's system called?"

The system said cautiously, "No. 45, don't think about it blindly. These numbers are randomly assigned to us to distinguish each other. There is no meaning behind them."

Song Hongguo said funny, "What are you guilty of? I didn't say that the order of these numbers can represent your abilities. I'm just curious. What about you? What's your number?"

The system refused to say anything, as if to defend its chastity.

Song Hongguo had no choice but to give up.