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

Everybody stood up, everybody was cheering, everybody was clapping their hands hard, even Sha Zhu was clapping his hands hard!

"That's Xu Damao! He's from the same courtyard as me! We've been fighting since we were little! We're childhood friends!"

Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu clapped their hands reluctantly and still looked down on Sha Zhu. Why did this guy suddenly betray them?

Can you take a stand?

Besides, is it an honorable thing for you to fight each other since childhood?

Do you want us to add one more sentence for you: you kicked the guy out of his position?

So stupid.

Liu Haizhong was also bragging: "My neighbor, Xu Damao! My neighbor across the street, our two families have a very good relationship! I watched him grow up!"

"This kid is very smart! He has artistic talent since he was young. What kind of artistic talent is this!"

He regrets it now. He regrets that he believed Yi Zhonghai and the deaf old lady and followed them in the conspiracy to take Xu Damao's house.

Xu Damao shocked the whole audience today. Liu Haizhong also knew that Xu Damao would definitely be extraordinary in the future. If he continued to have such a good relationship with him, he would be able to benefit from him in the future.

But now?

It brings tears to my eyes!

At this time, Xu Damao, with his back to the audience, listened to the cheers behind him, tightly gripped the microphone, and smiled at Liu Lan.

[This wave is stable! ]

This is a dimensionality reduction attack, which will overwhelm the entire audience!

I, Xu Damao, am the most handsome guy in the room right now. Who wouldn't agree? !

You know what, there was one person who wasn't convinced, and that was the man with gold-rimmed glasses. He was clapping along, but he was actually very angry in his heart!

[Where the hell did this guy come from? Where did they get the speakers? Are Li Huaide and this guy in the same group?! ]

[What should we do next? We must not let Li Huaide and this guy enter the top three! Otherwise...]

His eyebrows were twisted into a "川" shape.

The senior leader of the Ministry of Metallurgy wiped his tears, applauded and said, "This little guy and Xiao Li are both good! Both are good!"

"Xiao Yang, these comrades in your factory are really great!"

Director Yang smiled awkwardly. He was very happy that Xu Damao and Li Huaide were in the spotlight, but...

Isn't this a bit too much of a publicity stunt?

He was a little worried.

Gold-rimmed glasses——[This is difficult——]

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No matter how wonderful the following programs were, they could not compare to Xiaoxia's modern dance of the model opera "The Red Detachment of Women", Li Huaide's poetry recitation of "Qinyuanchun·Snow", and Xu Damao and Liu Lan's "The Flowing River 1952". Everyone has a scale in their hearts, and they are not blind, and they can see who is good and who is bad.

It can be said that the steel rolling mill launched two big satellites this time. It is hard to say who will win or lose with the Ministry of Metallurgical Industry Art Troupe, but among the factories under the Ministry of Metallurgical Industry, this time it is definitely the first! There is no doubt about it!

The leaders of several other factories looked at Director Yang with eyes full of envy, jealousy and hatred!

The factories will be merged this year, and the ranking of this performance will definitely add points to the steel rolling mill. This is a sure win. Didn’t you see that several senior leaders of the Ministry of Metallurgy were moved to tears by it?

They had been to the battlefield on the peninsula, and now the memories of the past resurfaced, making them unable to control their emotions. It would be unjust if they didn't add extra points to this!

Not to mention the big leader, in the Battle of Shangganling, he was the only one left in the entire company, and the content of your song points to 1952...

I can only say that Director Yang did such a great job that it is difficult for you to find loopholes to blame him.

Backstage, Li Huaide whispered to Xiaoxia: "Xiaoxia, Uncle Li is a good guy, right? It's a pity that he got married too early. If I had known, I would have introduced him to you."

"Don't you want to take a step forward? But you're struggling with the program arrangement. I tell you, it's a good idea to ask my brother for help!"

Xiaoxia frowned. She didn't know how to start. She had just called the other person a hooligan, and now she had to beg for help again. She really couldn't bring herself to do that.

Li Huaide saw her hesitation and added fuel to the fire: "Uncle Li didn't lie to you, did he? My brother Damao has unlimited potential in the future!"

"Have you ever seen him in a cultural troupe? In which university have you seen him?"

"besides--"

"What you can see now is just the tip of the iceberg of his abilities. My brother knows a lot more!"

"If you don't get in touch with him and build a good relationship with him now, what if he gets poached by some other art troupe in the future and becomes your rival..."

"Think about it for yourself."

Li Huaide could only say this much, there was no need to say more.

But Xiaoxia is still in doubt——[What he is showing now is just the tip of the iceberg? ]

[Isn't this his full strength? Is it that exaggerated? ]

Everybody is in high spirits, just waiting for the Ministry of Industry to issue awards. Rankings and such are now determined on the spot in front of everyone. It is fair, just and open, and there will be no shady dealings. Even if the leaders want to take care of the feelings of certain comrades and affirm their efforts, they must have reasons to explain it clearly in front of the entire audience to avoid misunderstandings.

To be honest, this is much more direct than any competition in later generations.

Moreover, the main judges this time were the top leader of the metallurgical plant, the head of the art troupe who wore gold-rimmed glasses, and Maxim, a Soviet mechanical engineer and music lover. Each of them gave a score, and then the average score given by all the directors of the major subordinate factories was taken.

The average of these four scores is the final score for each program.

The possibility of shady dealings is basically eliminated, and any circumstances will be made clear on the spot.

"No. 10... Stand-up comedy from XXX Machine Repair Factory..."

"Ninth place...Chorus of XXX Agricultural Machinery Factory..."

"eight place……"

"..."

“Third place – Modern dance “The Red Detachment of Women” by the Cultural Troupe of the Ministry of Metallurgy;”

“Second place: “Qin Yuan Chun·Snow” by the Logistics Department of the Third Steel Rolling Plant;”

"First place - "Little River Flowing 1952" by the Publicity Department of the Third Steel Rolling Plant!"

As soon as the results and rankings were announced, everyone cheered!

The steel mill was ranked last four years ago! This time it jumped to first place and even beat the art troupe of the Ministry of Metallurgy?!

Don't even think about it!

Sha Zhu and the others were also excited. This had nothing to do with personal grudges. What everyone cared about was the sense of collective honor! If it weren't for the problem with his legs, he would have wanted to dance with everyone!

"Xu Damao—Niubei (broken voice)!"

"Xu Damao - good job!"

"Director Li! Awesome!"

"..."

After all, this is the steel mill's home ground, and everyone is talking about all kinds of things, and is extremely excited and happy!

Xu Damao, Liu Lan, Li Huaide, Section Chief Huang and others were also very happy. Although Xiaoxia's program only won third place, she was not very sad or jealous, because she was also a professional cultural worker and understood how valuable Xu Damao and Li Huaide's programs were.

I have to say that even if these two programs were taken to the Beijing Film Academy or the Beijing Normal University, they would still be top-notch programs!

It doesn’t matter how professional their performances are. In Xiaoxia’s opinion, there are still flaws and they cannot reach the level of masters.

But their sense of form and so-called consciousness are unprecedented. To put it bluntly, they can compete with the first-tier national cultural and artistic performance teams!

Xiaoxia still has this kind of vision and ambition.

She silently watched Xu Damao, who was in high spirits on the field, and a different emotion was arising in her heart.

But the man with gold-rimmed glasses in the leadership seat below was upset. Not to mention that Xiaoxia, the mainstay of his art troupe, had lost, but why were you still looking at that little punk who jumped out of nowhere with that kind of eyes?

No, absolutely not!

"If everyone has no objection, then we will start the award ceremony—"

"Leader, I have an opinion!"

The man with gold-rimmed glasses spoke.

"Oh?"

The big boss was very surprised. When he was giving the scores just now, although you gave relatively low scores and only gave your own art troupe the highest score, it still looked acceptable overall. Why are you changing your mind now?

Can't afford to lose?

"There's something wrong with that speaker!"