The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

The time soon came to the end of December, another year's New Year's Day party preparations made Yang Dongxu feel that the last New Year's Day party was in a trance just yesterday. Days are always slipping away like this.

As the president of the student union, Ma Qianheng was not on the list of people preparing for the New Year's Eve party, and occasionally appeared as a leading existence who gave casual pointers and left in a hurry.

Now he is not completely a student, it is said that he spends less time in class than Yang Dongxu. All day long, the government departments of the various districts are busier than the school leaders in making reports, summarizing, and promoting the teaching support.

So I think that such trivial matters as the school's New Year's Eve party should naturally be handed over to the backbone of the student union like Yu Yi. If you can't do this little thing well, don't even talk about the position of the vice president of the student union, and don't do the work of teaching support.

A party, a New Year's party organized by students, is actually complicated and complicated, and simple and simple. In short, there are only a few big pieces of singing, dancing and sketches. With that versatile student and a magic trick or something, the party would be pretty much perfect.

"If you need any help, please tell me. It just so happens that I am free these days. But as for the singing and performance programs, I feel that the programs you have selected are very good, so I won't join in the fun. .” Hearing that Yu Yi asked herself to sing, Du Weiwei also fanned the flames beside Yang Dongxu, waving his hands continuously.

"Then can you sit down and arrange the program, didn't I hear that you are very good at this?" Du Weiwei had to settle for the next best thing.

"I heard, who did you hear it from?" Yang Dongxu froze for a moment with a puzzled look on his face.

He didn't seem to have shown any talent in screenwriting in school, not even writing songs. So I was a little confused about Du Weiwei's sudden words.

"Don't worry about it so much, just say whether you will do it or not?" Du Weiwei said with her arms crossed, looking very strong.

"Aren't I helping with the specific work? Why do you have to participate in the programming of the program?" Yang Dongxu asked puzzled.

"That... This New Year's Eve party is not only for students from our school, but also for students from other schools. After all, this year's teaching support is so good, and the school leaders feel that they have face. So I decided to raise the standard of the party and let other school leaders also come. Look at the spirit of our school." Jin Li said.

"So?" Yang Dongxu was still confused.

"Let me talk about it." He Junshan on the side couldn't stand it anymore: "The program was originally prepared and almost rehearsed, but this morning Ma Qianheng suddenly came back and said that other school leaders would also come to this party Let's do better and better, let other school leaders shine, and let our school leaders have a face-to-face party.

It seems that there are only two or three days before New Year's Day. There is still so much time to prepare, this Ma Qianheng is obviously finding fault. So we discussed it and had to let you arrange the program. "

"Take me as a thunderbolt." Yang Dongxu rubbed his chin and laughed.

He and He Junshan have different views on Ma Qianheng's non-finding faults. After all, this is a matter of the school's face. Even if Ma Qianheng is greedy for power again, he wants to be able to speak up in the student union. He wouldn't put this matter to test Yu Yi's pressure.

After all, he is the president of the student union. No matter how busy he is outside, Yu Yi can't deal with all school affairs. As long as something happens, he is the first person to bear the brunt.

Ma Qianheng must have some brains about this, so He Junshan's statement is a bit exaggerated. But it is indeed a good choice to let him do the arrangement of the whole party, and even the words of the chief conductor.

First of all, he is the initiator of the teaching support and the winner of this year's Outstanding Youth Award, so there is nothing wrong with the party. Even if something happened to him, for the sake of his titles, neither the school leader nor other school leaders would care about anything seriously.

So if something happened to Yu Yi, it would definitely be a big deal, but if it happened to Yang Dongxu, he might be criticized or not, and he would be encouraged. This is the difference in identity.

"We don't have a good solution. Yu Yi remembers that she hasn't slept well for several days." Du Weiwei pulled Yu Yi's arm and pushed her to the front and said.

Glancing at Yu Yi's dark circles, which were obviously not sleeping well, Yang Dongxu touched his chin and said, "Well, I really haven't done anything at the party, so it would be a mess to let me take charge of the specific work. I'll hire a consultant." , You do things, and I will take care of them if something goes wrong. You can rehearse how you prepared before, and just follow the previous ones."

"Is this going to happen?" Thinking of Ma Qianheng's advice, Yu Yi looked at Yang Dongxu with a slight frown.

"As long as there is no accident at this kind of party, it is the greatest victory. I will talk to Ma Qianheng." Yang Dongxu said with a smile. ,

Both the society and the school leaders are very tolerant to students. So even if there is nothing outstanding about the party, as long as it ends at a loss, it will be praised. And if there is still something to shine, then rewards must be indispensable, at least verbal encouragement must be given.

So from Yang Dongxu's point of view, it is better to follow the current way to hold some high-end party in anticipation of self-disruption, as long as nothing happens, it will be a victory. As for the requirement of being tall, Yang Dongxu can only hehe. If you insist on asking so, then you come here.

"Can this work?" Du Weiwei also looked a little apprehensive.

Although Ma Qianheng is now with the former few people in private, eating and drinking are always laughing. But I don't know why Du Weiwei felt more and more depressed from Ma Qianheng, and sometimes he was even more nervous than meeting the school leaders.

"It will definitely work. To put it bluntly, we are just a group of students, not even art students. How can you make it look like the Spring Festival Gala with a big bowl of food? So if there is a good program, don't be bold. If there is no good program, it will be well-regulated and there will be no problems if there are no mistakes."

"Then let's do this first." Yu Yiyi gritted her teeth and made the final decision, and continued the previous process rehearsal without changing anything.

I don't know if it was Yang Dongxu's words that made her understand the truth, or whether it was Yang Dongxu who hung up a consultant to stand in front of her so that she could feel confident and stop being anxious.

"You say Ma Qianheng is some kind of man who bullies women." Yu Yi and the others continued to go to the auditorium, and Yang Dongxu and He Junshan went to the art school to check on borrowing musical instruments.

After leaving the school, He Junshan handed Yang Dongxu a cigarette, and the two walked while smoking.

"Where are there so many strange words? Everyone has their own way of life. You are content and happy, so you are not allowed to make progress? After all, we are also classmates. If Ma Qianheng is real in the future You became a high-ranking official, not to mention anything else. After you go back to work, your leaders know about this, will you be the first consideration when you are an excellent teacher in the future?"

"I'm not that philistine." He Junshan said with a puff of cigarette.

However, this topic was not discussed again, obviously although it was noble. But He Junshan is not indifferent to world affairs, he is already married and naturally knows the hardships of life. Although he can't understand Ma Qianheng, he doesn't want to curry favor with anyone.

But it can be seen from the fact that he used to argue with Ma Qianheng face to face, but now he can only complain at Yang Dongxu's place, and he no longer conflicts with Ma Qianheng on the surface. Although He Junshan is lofty, he is not an elm lump. He does not curry favor with others, but he will not offend others either.

"Why are you so concerned about Yu Yi's matter? You won't?" Yang Dongxu, who thought of something while blowing out a smoke ring, suddenly looked sideways at Ma Qianheng.

"How is that possible? I'm married, okay?" He Junshan's eyes widened instantly, looking upright and calm.

But Yang Dongxu still saw a trace of panic in his eyes, a gentle lady and a gentleman. What's more, it's a woman like Yu Yi who has excellent looks, figure, and temperament. The most able to arouse a man's desire to conquer, Yu Yi definitely meets the standard that many men say, "I would rather live ten years less if I sleep once".

"Don't act recklessly, Ma Qianheng Ma Qianheng is already like that, if you do something else, how can you make me believe in love?" Yang Dongxu said a little speechlessly.

However, as a man, I also understand such things. After all, in today's society, one person contacts many times more people or things than before, and there is only enough to love one person in a lifetime like in ancient times.

And such things are very rare even in ancient times, so they can become a benchmark and be recorded and set up as a model for future generations to learn from.

So in a place like Zhejiang University where beauties are everywhere, He Junshan is a man in the prime of his life, and his wife is thousands of miles away. Occasionally, when there is a need for sperm to come to his brain, he thinks a lot, which can be seen from the irritating little articles he usually writes.

In fact, the most embarrassing people throughout the ages are all learned. An old farmer runs around for three meals a day, and a drop of sweat falls on the ground, wishing it would break into eight petals. How can there be so much time to think about these messy things?

If you don’t believe me, take a look at the ancient brothels, who are the most popular people besides rich businessmen? Naturally, it was those literati. When Liu Yong died, all the prostitutes in the city came to the funeral. Many of the ancient poems that have been handed down are written on the spot in the brothel, accounting for a large proportion.

All rural people often say that knowledgeable people are weak, and this sentence is not unreasonable. Otherwise, why were ancient literati called literati poets? Does Sao Ke just mean bohemian and literary talents? Anyway, Yang Dongxu's absolutely boring coquettish definitely occupies a large proportion.

"Don't talk about me, let's talk about you. Do you have someone you like?" He Junshan felt a little nervous when Yang Dongxu looked at him, and changed the subject with a cough.

"Why do you ask that?" Yang Dongxu looked at He Junshan suspiciously.

"You didn't like Bailu chasing you before, and I haven't seen anyone you like for such a long time. You won't really talk to that star, right? But she seems to have not seen you for a long time."

"We're just ordinary friends, we just met by chance. Naturally, she won't come to see me when she goes abroad."

"Going abroad?" He Junshan couldn't help but be a little surprised. Now all the people who can go abroad are capable people. When it comes to going abroad, the flat bottom is half as high.

"Huh!" He Junshan, who was surprised by Yu Feihong's going abroad, suddenly sounded suspicious. Yang Dongxu followed his gaze and found a Santana was starting to leave.

"What are you looking at?"

"The one in the car just now seems to be Zhang Jing?"

"Zhang Jing?" Yang Dongxu froze for a moment, then glanced at Santana who was leaving: "Have you seen it clearly?"

Zhang Jing is the prettiest girl in Du Weiwei's bedroom, and also the quietest one. Although I usually sing and drink at parties, sometimes I joke.

But Yang Dongxu always felt that Zhang Jing, who was the quietest, was the smartest one. He seems to see many things more thoroughly than he does, always with the sobriety of an outsider.

"I just shook it for a while, and I'm not sure. Is Zhang Jing's family rich?" He Junshan shook his head, not sure if it was Zhang Jing he saw.

"I haven't heard of it, maybe I haven't told us about it." Yang Dongxu shrugged.

But if it's really Zhang Jing who is in the car, for this girl who is usually quiet and doesn't show off anything. He couldn't help being a little curious. After all, as He Junshan said, only rich people can drive a car now, even if the other party is driving a Santana.