I have to say that Xu Damao’s enlightenment was very effective.

At breakfast the next day, the rain had returned to its previous, heartless state.

After eating, everyone was busy with their own things.

Xu Damao grabbed the bag on the table and rode on the Xingfu 250 all the way to the intersection of Jinjia Courtyard Hutong.

I lit a cigarette for myself, and when I was about to smoke it, I heard someone calling me.

"Hi, buddy."

When Xu Damao turned his head, he noticed Jin Zhi's face changing rapidly.

She changed her excited tone and her face drooped.

As expected of someone who is learning opera, this is no less impressive than the face-changing in Sichuan Opera.

"Jin Zhi, you are going to school, I just happened to see you off on the way."

"snort."

Jin Zhi stood beside him, neither walking nor getting into the car.

Xu Damao: "Stop being so petty and get in the car quickly. There are people coming and going here."

"You have to give me a reasonable explanation later, otherwise... hum..."

"If you are not satisfied with my explanation later, I will be punished by doing 1,000 push-ups."

Jin Zhi hit Xu Damao's arm lightly, and his long legs were immediately slung onto the motorcycle.

The further away from their home alley, the more courageous Jin Zhi becomes.

His hands gradually wrapped around Xu Damao's waist.

The motorcycle came all the way to the door of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, looking at Jin Zhi with a puzzled look on his face.

"Wait for me here, I'll go in and complete a task, and then I'll be with you around the clock."

Before Jin Zhi could ask anything, Xu Damao had already gone to the gate to negotiate.

Xu Damao walked in and saw that it was still the same old man.

The two of them exchanged a few simple words, and the old man immediately thought of Xu Damao.

Please sit down inside the gate. He called the person upstairs.

After putting down the phone: "Teacher Ao Xia, the personnel there have changed rapidly in recent years."

"But I have already made a call, and the person in charge will come down to greet you soon."

Xu Damao: "Uncle, please don't call me teacher. We all serve the people."

"It's just that the division of labor is different. There is no teacher's opinion."

The two people were chatting happily at the gate, when a young man ran out from inside.

He shouted from a distance: "Teacher Ao Xia, we have finally waited for you."

Then he grabbed Xu Damao's hand tightly and shook it many times without letting go.

"I am Yang Dashan who is communicating with you. I am the section chief of the Statistics Section of the Cultural Affairs Bureau."

"You can just come to me directly from now on. I still admire your reception room. Today I finally met you in person."

"Hello, Chief Yang, you are also young and promising. Let's communicate more in the future."

"Teacher Ao Xia, please come inside."

The golden branch on the motorcycle at the door now opened its mouth wide.

They call this buddy Ao Xia? The singer, composer, and lyricist they admire.

I grew up listening to his songs! Then...

She is not angry at all now, but is just a little happy and happy.

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The Cultural Affairs Department's enthusiasm was a little too much, and it was only after chatting with Xu Damao that he discovered the problem.

No wonder they are so enthusiastic and have a special task assigned to me by Father Zhou.

That's because the special period has just passed, and many people don't dare to write anything at all.

This has also led to the fact that basically no new works have been released in the past two years.

Who doesn’t know that the current top leader has paid special attention to culture in the past?

Although he hasn't spoken yet, by the time he speaks out, it will be too late.

The leaders of the Cultural Affairs Bureau are anxious in their hearts, but they can’t be anxious and just press the cow to drink water.

Is there any quality at all for what comes out like that?

If you are criticized by your superiors because of poor quality, you might as well not do it.

So I can only do work for these people privately, but the effect is almost zero.

The quality of Xu Damao's works is quite guaranteed.

His current situation is not much different from that of the Cultural Affairs Bureau.

After hearing that he had arrived, Chief Yang of the Statistics Department took away all the errands that did not belong to him.

In the office upstairs, a simple handover took place.

Xu Damao did not want this song to be sung in the bel canto style.

It is best to be a popular soprano to show the highest effect.

The other party agreed wholeheartedly, and Xu Damao sighed in his heart.

The protection policy has been submitted, but the specific implementation time has yet to be determined!

I declined Section Chief Yang's invitation to have dinner together at noon.

Xu Damao left the Cultural Affairs Bureau directly, and Section Chief Yang also arrived outside the gate.

On the way, Jin Zhi finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Are you really Ao Xia?"

"Yes, is there anyone else pretending to be him?"

Jin Zhi: "It is written, walking on the road, the red star shines on me to fight, and the heroic hymn of Ao Xia."

"Guaranteed replacement if fake."

"Ah..., I'm so happy!"

Xu Damao: "Your happiness is still to come. Now save your throat."

Golden Bough......

This semi-finished product, which has not been fully developed, understands nothing.

Xu Damao: "What should we eat today and where do we want to go?"

"With you, I can eat whatever I want. You have the final say where I go."

At this time, there was nothing interesting in Sijiu City.

It's still very early at this time, so we might as well go a little further.

Xu Damao took Jin Zhi and went all the way to Xiangshan to kill him.

Although the leaves on the mountain are not red now, the passion between the two people seems to be able to dye the entire mountain red.

So when Jin Zhi went home today, the sky turned dark again.

But this time she jumped back, and she was in a particularly good mood.

On one hand is the latest women's watch.

The other hand was holding a newly launched BB machine. What surprised her family the most was.

What she said to her father, Jin Yitong, after she returned home.

"Dad~ I don't plan to go to school tomorrow. I will learn medical skills from you at home."

"Sister is here too. Let's make an agreement first. I will only learn to use medicinal materials to explain, feel the pulse and do acupuncture."

"Don't tell me about your golden elixir, I'm not interested either."

These words immediately confused the old man.

He has no son, so of course he hopes his daughter will learn this ancestral craft.

The eldest daughter is a bit better, but the younger daughter is just a troubled person.

In the past, asking her to study medicine was like killing her, but today it has become clearer?

Jin Yitang: "Jin Zhi, didn't you hate studying medicine before? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"I'm so tired from learning to sing. I think it's better to be a doctor."

"Stethoscope, steering wheel, human resources officer, salesperson, I'd better be a doctor."

"After I explain the medicinal materials, feel the pulse, and learn acupuncture, I will take the exam."

"Sit inside the hospital. It's comfortable and respectful."

"Dad, just preach and don't teach me. If you don't teach me, go find someone else to learn."
Chapter completed!