Chapter 389 You are my baton and I am your gun (crying for votes)

There was a burst of applause, and the last rehearsal was over. The principal of the school, Feng Zeming, came forward with satisfaction and gave a burst of encouragement to the students who participated in the performance. Furthermore, he announced with a smile that after the performance, everyone would be given a half-day off as a reward.

Hua Rongrong and her classmates were very excited about such a small holiday. Therefore, Principal Feng's speech received enthusiastic responses from everyone.

"Students, there are leaders coming to the performance tomorrow, so please be strict with yourself in words and deeds, and you must not tarnish the brand name of Shanyuan No. 1 Middle School. The school is proud of you, and everyone should be proud of the school!

By the way, there is one last thing, that is tomorrow's performance. Each student is only allowed to invite one parent to come. After a while, the school will issue a ticket to each student. Please ask the parents of the students to present the ticket.

Admission. This is considered by the school from a safety perspective. Please understand and implement it resolutely."

Admission by ticket? Hua Rongrong, who was whispering to her close classmates next to her, looked up at Principal Feng's serious face when she heard this request, and couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"You have to enter with a ticket. Oh, I want my grandma to come with my mother. What should I do now?" A girl complained to Hua Rongrong dissatisfied. Many other students also complained about the number of tickets given.

Too little.

Complaints are complaints. The students did not dare to go to Principal Feng for reasoning. The final problem had to be solved by themselves. Hua Rongrong stood among the students, feeling very disappointed. When the classmate handed out the red ticket,

When it was given to her, she took it in her hand almost mechanically.

Who should I give this ticket to? Looking at the admission ticket in her hand, Hua Rongrong didn't know what to do for a moment. Should her mother come, or should she invite Brother Wang? Hua Rongrong was a little undecided.

On the way home from school, Hua Rongrong, who was worried, was riding her bicycle slowly. Finally, she made up her mind to give this ticket to her mother, so that she could be happy. But why did she feel so disappointed?

I really want him to go see my performance, and I really want him to see me dancing...

Returning to the family home, Hua Rongrong did not go home first, but came to Wang Zijun's door first. She decided to explain the matter clearly to Brother Wang. She believed that Brother Wang would definitely understand her.

Arriving at Wang Zijun's house, Hua Rongrong plucked up the courage to knock on the door, but received no response. Hua Rongrong had to accept the fact that Wang Zijun was not at home at all.

When she returned home, she handed the ticket to her mother. Listening to her mother walking in and out of the kitchen, laughing loudly, Hua Rongrong felt very happy. It was worth it to make her mother happy. However, she thought about letting Brother Wang watch.

When my wish to perform came to nothing, I felt a little dull, inexplicably melancholy and lost.

I didn't know how to eat dinner. When I was washing the dishes, Hua Rongrong, who was in a daze, almost hit a bowl because she couldn't let go of the matter.

"Rong Rong, what's wrong with you?" Su Xianyun looked at her daughter's distraught look and felt that her daughter had something on her mind, so she asked with concern.

"No...nothing." Hua Rongrong hurriedly defended like a little girl who was caught doing something wrong.

"Do you think the teacher asked you to lead the dance, and you're afraid that you won't be able to do well?" Su Xiyun didn't think about anything else. She sat down next to her daughter and asked with concern.

Hua Rongrong remained silent, disappointment seeping into her heart like sea water. Faced with her mother's inquiry, she nodded blankly. She spread out the homework book placed on the coffee table, feeling sad but choking her nose. Hua Rongrong lowered her head.

, did not dare to look at her mother, Su Xiyun, who was sitting next to her. The expression on her face was gloomy, and all her reluctance was reflected on it.

"Mom, I'm going downstairs to see if the car is locked." Seeing that the time on the small alarm clock had already reached nine o'clock, Hua Rongrong, who was thinking about how to tell Wang Zijun, finally couldn't stand it any longer and searched randomly.

After making an excuse, he quickly ran towards the stairs.

Hua Rongrong, who ran to Wang Zijun's floor in a few steps, rang the doorbell with a hint of excitement and anxiety. Wang Zijun's voice was rich and gentle. She was expecting this voice to open the door.

But the cold door was still closed tightly, and the owner of the house did not come back.

The early morning sunshine shone into the girl's room through the half-closed window. After being woken up by her mother, Hua Rongrong quickly put on her clothes. She didn't wait for Wang Zijun last night, so she wanted to take this time to explain to Brother Wang.

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However, when she was holding a glass of water and preparing to rinse her mouth, through the bathroom window, she saw the familiar figure downstairs getting into a black car and speeding away into the distance. Regarding this result, Hua was very happy.

Rongrong didn't want to accept it, but the fact really happened in front of her eyes.

The sunshine on the street was very bright, and the street scenery was also very gorgeous. Hua Rongrong rode her bicycle to school with her mother, and she felt an inexplicable loneliness in her heart. This loneliness was very deep, deep in her bones.

"There is no chance. Brother Wang, who cannot enter the school, will he ignore me in the future?" Hua Rongrong, who has been filled with this thought in her heart, has no idea how she came to the school, let alone

Why did I walk into a classroom that was temporarily converted into a dressing room?

"Rongrong, are you sick?" A friend who performed with Hua Rongrong looked at the lost Hua Rongrong and asked with concern.

"No." Hua Rongrong answered her female classmate stiffly. She shook her head and quickly changed her clothes. At this time, although her mother kept cheering her up, she still felt empty in her heart and limbs.

Powerless.

"Have you heard that not only the leaders of the Electric Power Bureau who sponsored us are coming this time, but also the *** of the Communist Youth League and Municipal Committee." A classmate who has relatives working in the school, while changing clothes, gave his classmates

They showed off.

The Youth League Committee is already a very high position for these students. After all, their school’s Youth League Committee leader looks serious every day.

"No wonder Teacher Zhao has been busy these past two days. It turns out that his immediate boss is coming. I heard that our Youth League and Municipal Committee *** is very powerful. God bless him, please don't find any fault with Teacher Zhao.

Come!" Another girl said with a smile.

In the midst of this chattering discussion, someone else was heard saying: "What do you know? The *** of our Youth League Municipal Committee is just a foil. I heard that there are leaders higher than him coming."

"Do you know who's coming?"

"I don't know, but I know someone with a higher position than him will come."

Hua Rongrong was not interested in any of these discussions, and was even a little disgusted. If there were not so many leaders coming, maybe the school would not limit the number of people watching the performance. Then Brother Wang would be able to see his own performance!

Time passed little by little, and after the last round of rehearsals, Hua Rongrong finally waited until it was time to go on stage. She reluctantly cheered up and walked briskly to the stage under the leadership of teacher Yu.

The playground had been decorated for the whole day yesterday. It can be said that it is brand new at this time. Various flying ribbons set off a lot of festive atmosphere.

"Rongrong, do you think the person sitting above looks familiar?" Just as Hua Rongrong walked with her head lowered, the best friend following her gently pushed her arm and pointed in the direction of the podium.

Pointed.

Following the classmates' fingers, Hua Rongrong looked up and saw that in the middle of the rostrum, Brother Wang with a smile on his face was sitting there with a smile on his face. He seemed to have seen herself and was nodding gently towards her.

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Brother Wang is here?!

Hua Rongrong, who seemed to be filled with vitality in an instant, quickly walked towards the stage. At this time, she was once again full of passion. She wanted to show the dance she had learned to him in the best way.

in front of.

Wang Zijun was sitting on the rostrum and said this softly to Zhou Zhaolei, the deputy director of the Provincial Electric Power Bureau who was sitting next to him. On the other side of him, sitting was a deputy mayor in charge of education in Shanyuan City.

Chairman of the Youth League Committee of Shanyuan City, who was originally invited as the only leader, can now only sit on the sidelines.

Regarding the current situation, Wang Zijun could only smile bitterly. Based on his understanding of this performance, this was originally an event organized by the Youth League Municipal Committee. No city leaders participated at all, and the Youth League Provincial Committee was not prepared to send anyone. This is because

With Zhou Zhaolei's help, not only did the standards improve a lot, Shanyuan City even sent a deputy mayor to accompany him to watch the show.

"Wang ***, our Shanyuan City No. 1 Middle School is a prestigious school with a long history in our province. Every year, no student who enters the two highest universities in Beijing has a double-digit score." Shanyuan City's education officer

The deputy mayor is a female leader, less than fifty years old. Although she looks average, her work style is very aggressive.

As a deputy mayor, especially the deputy mayor of Shanyuan City, there is no need to be too polite to myself, the deputy secretary of the Youth League and Provincial Committee. The main purpose of her coming is to take advantage of the situation for the Provincial Electric Power Bureau.

, but since he saw Zhou Zhaolei's increasingly low-key behavior when facing him, the deputy mayor began to follow the arrangement and began to accompany himself, the provincial leader they called him.

The cheerful singing slowly kicked off. In this singing, the little girls dancing one by one were like flowers blooming happily on the spring-filled grass. Wang Zijun looked at

Hua Rongrong, who was leading the dance in the front, suddenly felt in her heart that even though she was a bit intrusive this time, it was still worth it.

Hua Rongrong danced very cheerfully, deeply and passionately. During this beating, she felt as if she was integrated into the music. At the beginning, she even thought about performing for the audience sitting there.

He watched on the podium, but in the end, she seemed to have forgotten everything.

The performance full of beauty attracted waves of applause. An hour passed. The song and dance performance slowly came to an end with a burst of cheerful songs singing about the motherland. Hua Rongrong and more than a dozen people were stopped by Teacher Yu.

The girls came on stage to take photos with the leaders watching the performance, and they happened to be placed next to Wang Zijun.

"The performance is really good." Wang Zijun looked at Hua Rongrong and praised softly.

Listening to this compliment, Hua Rongrong felt that her heart was drunk. She felt that her hard performance was just in exchange for this person's compliment.

"By the way, your sister Xiaobei is temporarily unable to come because of something. She asked me to apologize to you. She said that you are a good dancer. Even if she doesn't watch, she can guess what you are doing in this performance.

It will definitely be outstanding!" Wang Zijun looked at the little girl's cheerful smile and said with a smile.

The time for taking pictures was very short. Hua Rongrong felt that it was too short. It was so short that she didn't have time to say a few words to Brother Wang. Brother Wang left surrounded by many people. Until then,

She also didn't think about Brother Wang's other identity.

"Rongrong, do you know Wang ***?" Just when Hua Rongrong was intoxicated by Brother Wang's praise, the school's principal Feng came to her side.

When Wang Zijun spoke to Hua Rongrong, he did not hide it. As the leader who received the most attention, Principal Feng certainly noticed the ***'s movements. At this time, his eyes towards Hua Rongrong were somewhat different.

"Uncle Wang and I live in the same building." Hua Rongrong originally wanted to call her brother Wang, but looking at the serious look on the principal's face, she inexplicably changed the word "eldest brother" to "uncle".

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Neighbors? Judging from their friendly appearance, they are quite close. If you can be a neighbor with Wang ***, then he is a good candidate. Principal Feng’s thoughts are not just in No. 1 Middle School, he has higher thoughts, and every one of them can make him

Principal Feng does not want to let go of the road to realize his ideals. He is kind and

After a few words of conversation with Hua Rongrong, Principal Feng left. For Hua Rongrong, this was a very accidental thing. She would completely forget it in two days, but the simple Hua Rongrong didn't know.

, her status in the school changed just because of these few short conversations...

With Mo Xiaobei's departure, Wang Zijun's life has returned to the same state of affairs as before. In addition to visiting several cities for research, Wang Zijun spent most of his time on the construction and development of youth reemployment training schools.

Above the Youth Re-Employment Service Center.

"Wang ***, do you have time tonight?" Zhu Yanyang stood in Wang Zijun's office with a smile and said to Wang Zijun.

"Why, are you planning to treat us today?" After getting acquainted with Zhu Yanyang, Wang Zijun didn't have too many scruples about him and asked with a smile.
To be continued...