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Chapter 3 Battlefield Star 34 Meeting Xiuxiu again

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    Putting his backpack back in the dormitory, Zhang Zhenhua hurriedly found Commander Gao, "Captain, why are you urgently looking for me?" Commander Gao smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, it's not a bad thing. That's it. A few days ago, the leaders started to talk to me  A meeting was held at the meeting. At the meeting, a "Sports and Entertainment Committee" was established based on the suggestions of the prisoner-of-war representatives, and a plan for a camp-wide sports meeting was submitted. I guess there will be no problem when you come back.  Join this preparatory team." Zhang Zhenhua frowned, "Captain, I have been to Geoje Island, and you should know what happened there. To be honest, I really don't want to take this job at this time."  The regiment leader nodded, "Xiao Zhang, I can understand what you said. But this is a good thing to mobilize the emotions of the prisoners of war and educate them to oppose war and support peace. It is also important for publicizing our prisoner-of-war policy to the world.  Opportunity. It will be of great help to improve our country¡¯s international image. Don¡¯t act on your own initiative.¡± Zhang Zhenhua thought for a while, ¡°Captain, what you said makes sense, then I will obey the order.¡± Commander Gao said with a smile.  That's right! It's still early for the commander to approve it. You'd better write a charter." Walking out of the regimental commander's room, Albert and several prisoners of war came over.  "Sir Zhang, can you tell us about your itinerary these days?" Zhang Zhenhua looked at them, "Are you sure you want to listen? I'm really afraid that I won't be able to help but beat you up after I tell you." Several prisoners of war  Shrinking his neck, Albert boldly took a step forward and said seriously: "Zhang, I know that the US military has done very bad things to your compatriots. If you really want to vent your anger, don't be here, let's go elsewhere.  Okay? We'll do whatever you want. Don't worry, we won't tell anyone. " "I'll do whatever you want." If a young beauty said this to you, you should be tempted.  But this is what a "Ben San" big man said to you. If your orientation is normal, then  Anyway, after Zhang Zhenhua listened, he got goosebumps all over his body and started to feel nauseated.  Then he waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go do whatever you need to do. Leave me alone." After a few people left, Zhang Zhenhua stood under the eaves in a daze.  Correctional cadre Lin Yao came up again, "Comrade Zhang Zhenhua, what are you thinking about here?" Zhang Zhenhua said: "Nothing. My two good brothers have gone to the front line, I don't know what the situation is like." Lin Yao sighed: "  You're fine, you went out and went back to the front line. I'll stay here the whole time." Zhang Zhenhua shook his head, "Sister Lin, the front line is not a good place. Even if there is no war, it's not like you are living in the tunnels.  Lesbians can bear it." Lin Yao glared, "Don't look down on me! What's wrong with us lesbians?" Zhang Zhenhua smiled flatteringly, "I don't mean anything else, just talk about taste.  Can you imagine the smell of a group of men who haven't bathed or washed their feet for months, and who rarely even brushed their teeth, in a relatively confined space?" Lin Yao shuddered, "What do you think?  Is it that exaggerated? "Zhang Zhenhua said: "The tunnel I went to was quite good. It was right next to the river and it was quite convenient to get water. The US troops on the opposite side were relatively cooperative. It was really a place surrounded by mountains and nothing.  Where there is no place, drinking water may be a problem. So, Sister Lin, you must think clearly before going to the battlefield. It is definitely not as romantic as what is written in novels and poems." After that, Zhang Zhenhua left, leaving Lin Yao standing.  He stood there blankly thinking about something.  Two days later, the report on holding sports games in the prisoner of war camp was approved, and the superiors fully agreed with this plan.  So, the Preparatory Committee held its first meeting.  The meeting first discussed the name of the games. After several discussions, it was finally decided to adopt the plan proposed by the black representative Rich, which was called the "Chinese People's Volunteer Army Bitong Prisoner of War Camp Olympic Games".  After the name was decided, a preparatory team began to be formed, which was divided into logistics, competition, referee, and secretarial teams, each responsible for the preparation work.  Zhang Zhenhua was naturally separated from the logistics team, and led his prisoners of war every day to prepare competition equipment, prizes, planning, layout, etc.  While he was busy, Zhang Zhenhua suddenly remembered something, so he went to Director Wang Yanggong and said, "Director, are you preparing a song for the Olympics? This will be more formal." Wang Yanggong nodded, "That's right. This one  It's all yours to take care of." When he returned to the dormitory at night, Zhang Zhenhua held the tip of his pencil in his mouth and thought, "What should I write?" He remembered a lot of good and appropriate English songs from his previous life.  You can memorize the tune and the rough pronunciation of the lyrics in advance, but you don¡¯t understand what is being sung at all.  How to do it?    After holding back for a day, Zhang Zhenhua decided to find a professional.  So, the next day, he began to recruit people who knew how to create and perform music.  As a result, we actually recruited a few, including Albert.  Several people gathered in a small room and muttered for three days, and finally came up with two pieces of music.  The next day, Zhang Zhenhua led these band members to the theatrical performance team and selected their respective instruments. After that, several people began to rehearse in secret.  In September in Beijing, in a classroom at the Agricultural University, Zhang Sheng was once again invited to give lectures to the students who had just started school.  After giving several lectures, Zhang Sheng was no longer as cautious as he was at the beginning.  After combining his many years of experience in guiding agriculture at the grassroots level, he began to combine the content in books to give lectures to students.  Slowly, he also figured out his own teaching method.  Because his classes are very lively and interesting, even though he is not a full-time lecturer at the Agricultural University, many students still come to listen to his classes.  This also gave Zhang Sheng a sense of satisfaction in his heart.  After two lectures, Zhang Sheng let out a long sigh of relief.  The dean came over and held his hand cordially and said: "Comrade Zhang Sheng, you spoke so well!" Zhang Sheng quickly said humbly: "Director, don't say that. I am an amateur. Compared with professional  The lecturer and professor are far away. Oh, it¡¯s getting late, I have something to do in my unit, I have to go back quickly.¡± ¡°Then let¡¯s go together.¡± Just as we walked to the edge of the playground, a basketball flew over.  Although it missed Zhang Sheng and the other two, it hit a female student behind them.  The girl said "Yeah" and the books in her arms were scattered on the floor.  The dean frowned and reprimanded the student who had caused trouble, "What did you do? You didn't pay attention when playing ball." Zhang Sheng hurriedly advised: "Forget it, this classmate didn't mean it." He knelt down to help.  The girl picked up the book that fell on the ground.  "Huh?" Zhang Sheng suddenly saw a familiar name on the title page of a book. He raised his head and looked at the girl, "Are you Luo Xiuxiu?!" The girl also raised her head in surprise, "Are you Uncle Zhang?  !¡± Zhang Sheng smiled and said, ¡°What a coincidence. Xiuxiu, why did you come to Beijing? Besides, you didn¡¯t even visit home when you came to Beijing. It¡¯s not like you have no address.  I'm thinking about you." Luo Xiuxiu lowered her head, "I really don't want to cause trouble to your family, so I didn't go." "Comrade Zhang Sheng, do you know her?" Zhang Sheng quickly introduced, "Yes, she is me.  When I was in Yan'an, I didn't expect that the daughter of my landlord would be a grown-up girl after not seeing her for a few years." The dean nodded and said, "Then I won't stop you from reminiscing about old times." After the dean left, I will send Comrade Zhang Sheng off.  , Zhang Sheng asked as he walked: "Xiuxiu, are you okay at home? We didn't go back to take a look at Grandma Luo's death." Luo Xiuxiu shook her head, "Uncle and aunt are both busy people, it's okay." Zhang Sheng  Then he asked: "I heard from Cuihua and Zhenhua that you were in charge of breeding in Yan'an, how could you come to Beijing to go to school?" Luo Xiuxiu said: "Brother Zhenhua told grandma that he wanted me to go to school to learn more knowledge.  So I studied hard and got here." Zhang Sheng nodded, "Not bad! It's a pity that Gou Wa, Xiao Hu, and Zhen Hua are all in North Korea, otherwise, you guys would be able to get together.  " Luo Xiuxiu said: "I know from the letter, are they all okay? " Zhang Sheng said: " They are all fine. When they come back from North Korea, you two can get together again.  Already arriving at the school gate, Luo Xiuxiu said, "Uncle Zhang, I won't see you off. If I have time, I will definitely go to your home." Zhang Sheng smiled and said, "Well, you must go. Otherwise,  I'll ask your Aunt Fang to take you back, anyway, I know where you are." After that, he walked away with a smile.  Looking at Zhang Sheng's retreating background, a layer of mist rose in Luo Xiuxiu's eyes.  When he got home in the evening, Zhang Sheng told his wife and daughter about meeting Luo Xiuxiu today. When they heard about it, they were overjoyed.  Fang Dongmei said: "This child didn't know how to come home when he came to Beijing, and he even met our family." Zhang Cuihua echoed: "That's right, Sister Xiuxiu is not interesting enough." Zhang Sheng said: "That's because my daughter is so thin-skinned.  , I don¡¯t want to trouble us.¡± Fang Dongmei said, ¡°Next time you go to class, you must bring her with you.¡± ¡°Yes, ma¡¯am.¡±
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