Siheyuan: I, an ordinary resident, the king of chefs

Director Zhang said seriously: "Comrade Yi Zhonghai, your behavior has seriously violated the factory's discipline. We have decided to punish you. I hope you can reflect deeply on it."

Yi Zhonghai lowered his head, his face full of regret and shame. He knew that he had gone too far this time.

Zhang Liang stood up and looked at Yi Zhonghai, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew that although Yi Zhonghai had done something wrong, he was still a respected senior after all. He decided to give Yi Zhonghai a chance.

"Director Zhang," Zhang Liang said, "Although Uncle Yi's behavior was wrong, he was just confused at the time. I hope the factory can give him a chance to mend his ways."

Director Zhang nodded and thought for a moment: "Okay, since Comrade Zhang Liang said so, we will temporarily criticize and educate Yi Zhonghai, and not impose severe punishment."

After the meeting, Yi Zhonghai came to Zhang Liang and whispered, "Little Zhang Liang, I'm sorry. I was confused for a moment and made a mistake. I hope you can forgive me."

Zhang Liang patted Yi Zhonghai on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Uncle Yi, we are a family. I will not bear a grudge against you. Let's work together to do a good job in the factory."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Zhang Liang with emotion, tears in his eyes: "Thank you, little Zhang Liang, I will definitely turn over a new leaf and work hard with you."

Since then, Yi Zhonghai has completely changed his attitude. He no longer feels jealous of Zhang Liang, but cooperates with Zhang Liang's work wholeheartedly. The two gradually established a deep friendship, and the work efficiency of the factory has also been significantly improved.

Back at the courtyard, Zhang Liang told everyone about this, and everyone was happy and proud of him. Qin Huairu smiled and said, "Zhang Liang, you are such a generous person. Not only can you forgive Uncle Yi, but you can also work hard with him."

Li Xiaomei held Zhang Liang's hand, her eyes full of tenderness and admiration: "Zhang Liang, you are amazing. I am proud of you."

Zhang Liang looked at everyone with gratitude, his heart filled with warmth: "Thank you for your support, I will continue to work hard and live up to your expectations."

As time went by, Zhang Liang's work in the steel mill went more and more smoothly, and his management ability and technical level were further improved. In the courtyard, everyone was proud of Zhang Liang's achievements, and their lives were full of happiness and hope.

"Zhang Liang, our lives are really getting better and better."

Zhang Liang nodded and held Li Xiaomei's hand tightly: "Yes, with your support, I believe our future will be better."

The two smiled at each other, their hearts filled with longing and hope for the future. The night of the city was starry, and Zhang Liang and Li Xiaomei looked so warm and happy in the yard.

Zhang Liang likes to work alone and listen to music. The factory is going to hold a cultural and artistic competition soon, and he also wants to participate.

In the steel mill in Sijiucheng, Zhang Liang has always been famous for his skills and diligence. But few people know that he has a little-known hobby - music. Whenever he is not working, Zhang Liang always likes to listen to music quietly by himself to relax his body and mind.

That evening, Zhang Liang finished his day's work and returned to the courtyard. He was fiddling with an old record player in the yard, and heard melodious music. Li Xiaomei came over and asked with a smile: "Zhang Liang, what are you listening to?"

Zhang Liang looked up and smiled, "It's a few old songs. I'm tired from work today, so I'll listen to some music to relax."

Li Xiaomei sat beside him, listening to the music quietly. "Zhang Liang, I think you not only like listening to music, but you also have a talent for music, right?"

Zhang Liang smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's not that I have any talent, I just feel that music can calm people down and make them think more clearly when they are working."

At this time, neighbors gathered around and the yard became lively. Qin Huairu came over with a plate of steaming buns, "Everyone come and try them, I just steamed them, eat them while they're hot!"

Yan Bugui also came over and said with a smile: "Little Zhang Liang, your record player is really good. The music it plays is very tasteful."

Zhang Liang took the buns and said with a smile, "Thank you, Sister Qin. Let's eat together. Uncle Yan, I repaired this record player myself. If I have time, I can also help you repair the electrical appliances at home."

Qin Huairu looked at Zhang Liang with a trace of concern in her eyes, "Zhang Liang, I heard that the factory is going to hold a literary and artistic competition, are you planning to participate?"

Zhang Liang nodded, "Yes, I have always liked music, and I want to take this opportunity to show myself. It can also be regarded as a challenge to myself."

Qin Huairu encouraged with a smile, "Then prepare well. We are all looking forward to seeing your performance."

Li Xiaomei also nodded in agreement, "Zhang Liang, I believe you can do it."

A few days later, the steel mill's art competition was held as scheduled, and the factory's auditorium was bustling with activity. Workers showed off their talents, singing, dancing, and performing crosstalk skits. Zhang Liang stood backstage, feeling a little nervous, but more excited.

It was Zhang Liang's turn. He took a deep breath and walked onto the stage. He picked up the guitar and plucked the strings gently. A melodious folk song echoed in the auditorium. Zhang Liang's voice was clear and moving, instantly attracting the attention of the audience. The audience held their breath and listened quietly to this music from the bottom of their hearts.

After Zhang Liang finished singing a song, the audience burst into warm applause. He bowed gratefully, feeling a sense of accomplishment. This was not only an affirmation of his musical talent, but also a recognition of his efforts.

After the competition, Zhang Liang and Li Xiaomei returned to the courtyard, which was already full of neighbors. Qin Huairu said excitedly: "Zhang Liang, your performance today was really great. We were all fascinated by your singing!"

Yan Bugui also smiled and said, "Little Zhang Liang, your musical talent is really well hidden. We should listen to more of your music in the future."

Li Xiaomei held Zhang Liang's hand, her eyes full of pride, "Zhang Liang, you are really great, I am proud of you."

However, the success of the art competition was just the beginning. Zhang Liang knew that his music career still had a long way to go, so he decided to continue learning and improving his music skills. So, he began to learn music theory on his own in his spare time and bought some musical instruments to enrich his music creation.

One night, Zhang Liang was practicing guitar in the yard when he heard a light knock on the door. He got up and walked over to open the door. It turned out to be Director Zhang from the factory.

"Director Zhang, why are you here?" Zhang Liang was a little surprised.

Director Zhang smiled and said, "Zhang Liang, I heard that you have been studying music recently, so I came to see you."

Zhang Liang smiled sheepishly, "Yeah, I practice a little after work to relax."

Director Zhang nodded. "We all see your efforts. The factory has decided to set up an art group to train talented employees. Zhang Liang, I want you to be in charge of this group. What do you think?"

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he would have such an opportunity. He quickly said, "Director Zhang, I am willing to accept this task. I will definitely do my best."

Director Zhang nodded with satisfaction. "Okay, with young people like you, our factory's cultural and artistic activities will definitely be more colorful."

Zhang Liang said gratefully: "Thank you Director Zhang for your trust. I will definitely work hard."

Since then, Zhang Liang began to be in charge of the factory's art group. He led a group of colleagues who loved music to rehearse programs and organize performances. The cultural life of the factory became more and more abundant.

The neighbors in the courtyard were also happy for Zhang Liang. Qin Huairu always praised him: "Zhang Liang, you are really versatile. The cultural and artistic activities in the factory have become so colorful because of you."

Yan Bugui also praised: "Little Zhang Liang, you are not only excellent at work, but also so talented in literature and art. We are all proud of you."

Li Xiaomei looked at Zhang Liang, her eyes full of love and pride, "Zhang Liang, no matter what you do, I will always support you."

Zhang Liang looked at everyone with gratitude, his heart full of motivation, "Thank you for your support, I will continue to work hard to make our lives better."

However, as the art group continued to develop, Zhang Liang also encountered many challenges. Once, the factory decided to hold a large-scale art performance and invited many guests from other units to participate. This performance was a great test for Zhang Liang.

On the eve of the performance, Zhang Liang and members of the art group were rehearsing intensively. Li Xiaomei came over and said softly, "Zhang Liang, you look a little nervous. Are you having any difficulties?"

Zhang Liang sighed, "This performance is very large, I'm afraid we are not well prepared."

Li Xiaomei gently comforted him, "Zhang Liang, don't be too nervous. Believe in yourself. You will succeed."

Zhang Liang nodded, "Thank you, Xiaomei. With you by my side, I feel that all difficulties can be overcome."

On the day of the performance, the auditorium was packed. Zhang Liang stood backstage, watching the busy staff on stage, feeling nervous and excited. He took a deep breath and told himself to calm down.

The performance began, and each program was performed one by one. The audience was attracted by the wonderful performances and burst into warm applause from time to time. Finally, it was Zhang Liang and his art group's turn to perform.

Zhang Liang picked up his guitar and walked to the center of the stage. He took a deep breath and began to sing a song he composed. The singing was melodious and the sound of the guitar was beautiful. The whole audience was silent and they were deeply attracted by the wonderful music.

After the performance, the audience burst into thunderous applause. Zhang Liang and his literary and artistic group members smiled at each other, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

Backstage, Director Zhang came over, patted Zhang Liang on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Zhang Liang, your performance today was very successful. Your efforts were not in vain."

Zhang Liang said gratefully: "Thank you Director Zhang for your support. We will continue to work hard and make more contributions to the cultural and artistic activities in the factory."