Siheyuan: Xu Damao, I want to go to the moon

Only then did Xu Damao realize that it was 1959, not his future life.

Later, when I was attending an event at university, I met a beautiful girl backstage. After chatting for a few minutes, she asked for my WeChat account. Regardless of whether I could get her account or not, I had to give it a try first.

Although Xu Damao had tried many times, he had never succeeded. Today, he met a girl of this level—about 175cm tall, with long legs! Those long legs could do splits! She had slightly curly long hair, and a charming face that was no less charming than Lou Xiaoe and Qin Huairu—

He was in a trance and said it naturally.

It almost caused a disaster!

But this was 1959, and Xu Damao's behavior was too frivolous.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I just said that... I didn't mean to..."

Xu Damao quickly apologized. If the girl had shouted "hooligan" in the backstage at this time, he would have been in big trouble.

There were senior leaders, factory cadres, and more than 2000 worker comrades below him. If they really rushed up to beat him up, even though Xu Damao could get out, there would still be many casualties.

And not fight back and swallow your anger?

I didn’t do anything bad that would anger God and people, so why shouldn’t I fight back when I was beaten?

Xiaoxia blushed, and did not take Xu Damao's words too seriously: "Humph, you are so smooth-talking, I can tell from the first glance that you are not a good person."

Xu Damao also got excited: "I didn't say I was a good person. Being a good person is so tiring."

"Besides, it's human nature to compliment a beautiful woman when I see one, okay?"

“It is human nature to know beauty, pursue beauty, and embrace beauty.”

"As artists, it is our job to recognize and spread beautiful things, guide and direct the public's aesthetic tendencies, align with international mainstream aesthetics, discover local aesthetic rules, refine and spread them, and then spread our traditional culture to the world, so that local aesthetics can have a place in the world and lead the international aesthetic trend. This is our job!"

Xu Damao could talk about these things easily, after all, he had written academic papers and graduation papers, as well as course papers on art introduction, etc. He knew a little about aesthetics, communication, design, traditional culture, etc.

But these words sounded amazing to Xiaoxia.

Is it the job of literary and artistic workers to discover, explore, and guide aesthetics? To lead the public to align with international aesthetics? To spread it in reverse and lead the international aesthetic trend...

All of a sudden, he was elevated from an actor to the international level. How grand and noble, so ZZ correct!

Moreover, as a Chinese and a "literary and artistic worker", who doesn't want to be a trendsetter?

In an instant, Xu Damao's figure became taller in her eyes.

It seems normal for someone with such great ambitions and practical abilities to be a little bit unfaithful (smooth-tongued), right?

A talented and passionate man?

"You did all this? You did it?" Xiaoxia took a step forward. As the mainstay of the cultural troupe, she had many suitors, including young men, second-generation officials, second-generation soldiers, second-generation businessmen, young intellectuals... Some even recited love poems in front of her, and some showed off...

Xu Damao is the first married man who is so shameless.

Although his words were frivolous and his eyes were obscene, his overall mental state was very relaxed. He was not the kind of person who was deliberately being a hooligan to take advantage of others, but more of a casual teasing without any purpose.

This person is very strange. Xiaoxia is becoming more and more interested in him.

"Yeah, it's okay, right?" Seeing that she was not bothered by his talkativeness, Xu Damao started chatting with her.

"Not bad. You're a projectionist? Have you studied these? Which school did you graduate from?"

"The Fifth Middle School of Sijiu City."

"I mean college."

"I only studied up to high school and didn't take the college entrance exam."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. How could you know all this if you didn't go to college?" Xiaoxia couldn't believe it at all when she heard that Xu Damao had never been to college. Her eyes widened immediately.

"You said it as if you would learn it after you go to university. Which university teaches these things? Can you tell me? I'd like to go and see." Xu Damao rolled his eyes. After traveling through time, he had thought about going to Tsinghua University, Beijing Normal University, Beijing Normal University, and other famous universities in Beijing to study, to make up for the regret of not getting in in his previous life. Especially Beijing Normal University, which was a temple in his mind.

It is said that the college entrance examination admission rate has been extremely high in recent years! In addition, various colleges and universities have been continuously added in recent years, from 57 colleges and universities in 229 to 58 in 791! It seems that the number will continue to increase!

This is also one of the main reasons why Xu Damao persuaded Yu Li and others to go to college. What are they thinking of taking advantage of the opportunity not to study at this time?

Whether it’s a technical secondary school or a university, take the exam first!

But when Xu Damao came here, he already had a job and was no longer eligible to take the college entrance examination. He did not give up and looked at the content of the exam again - there was even Russian?

It took me three years to pass the Level 3 English test. Why do I have to teach you Russian after I finally traveled through time?

Sorry to bother you!

So Xu Damao never thought about taking the college entrance examination again.

"These are not stage performances, but stage art, lighting design, and program directing." Xu Damao said bluntly, I may not be able to dance as well as you, but when it comes to stage design, costumes, props, lighting, and directing - no one in China can teach me these!

Although I am not a professional, I have seen a lot of professional works! I can't just copy them!

"..."

"Did you really do it yourself?" Xiaoxia still didn't give up and asked.

"Guaranteed genuine!" Xu Damao patted his chest and answered with full energy.

"How do you know these? Even the masters in our art troupe don't know them."

"I watch a lot of movies, learn from them, and figure it out on my own."

"Hmph, if you don't want to tell me, then forget it!" Seeing that Xu Damao refused to tell the truth, Xiaoxia stomped her feet in anger, then turned her head away and stopped talking to him.

While the two were "flirting", Li Huaide returned to the backstage, hugged Xu Damao and shouted excitedly: "Brother Damao! I succeeded!"

At this time, the applause from the audience continued and lasted for a long time!

Xu Damao quickly shrank his neck, fearing that this guy would suddenly kiss him. If he was kissed by an old man in front of the girl, his image as a talented man would collapse.

[It’s done, it’s done. As long as you’re not the Taoist priest, I’ll be fine! How can grown men hug each other?! ]

"Okay, Brother Li, be gentle and don't mess up my hair. I have to go on stage soon!"

Xu Damao said with disdain.

Xiaoxia's eyes lit up: "You still have a show?"

Xu Damao straightened his clothes, flicked off the non-existent dust, and said arrogantly, "Of course!"

At this time, Liu Lan, Section Chief Huang and others also came out of the waiting room. When the two women met, they looked at each other with surprise, amazement, and admiration.

All the members of the props team were in place, surrounding Xu Damao and Liu Lan like stars surrounding the moon.

Xu Damao wiped his hair and said proudly: "Brothers, this time, let's rock the place!"

"Let them know what dimensionality reduction strike is and what professionalism is!"

Then he led everyone and strode towards the stage.

At this time, the announcement came——

"Please enjoy the show brought to you by the Publicity Department of the Steel Mill - rap, Oriental Serenade -"

"The Flowing River, 1952"

Xiaoxia opened her eyes wide——【Oriental Serenade? Is there such a song?】

[A stream flowing? ]

【1952? 】

【Rap? ​​What is rap? 】