Ordinary life starting from a courtyard

Chapter 28: Chapter 28

Zhou Wenliang is modest, he is even ashamed to be praised.

"Xiao Zhou, it's a pity that you have this level of painting skills to be a projectionist. You should be in a more useful position."

"Leader, I know this, I don't know anything else, you are too modest."

The big leader seemed very happy, regardless of whether Zhou Wenliang was modest or not, and asked He Jinghong who was beside him: "Do you have any objection to me transferring Xiao Zhou away?"

He Jinghong was taken aback, and quickly said: "No, no. I said before that it was a pity for Xiao Zhou to be a projectionist. I also want to recommend him to be a newspaper department or a teacher in an art academy. These places are more suitable for him..."

Hearing that he was going to be sent to school as a teacher, Zhou Wenliang's face turned green, and he quickly waved his hands: "I don't know how to teach students, you think too highly of me, if I go, I will only mislead my students, don't..."

"Haha, it's okay to go to school. Your painting skills are better than most of the teachers." The leader paused while speaking, thinking about where to arrange him, "Xiao Zhou, Renmei is short of editor painters, do you want to go where?"

This question asks whether to let go or not to let go.

Zhou Wenliang touched his nose,

He knows that people are beautiful.

Full name: Jingcheng People's Fine Arts Publishing House, referred to as Jingcheng Renmei, and there is also a Modu Renmei.

The headquarters of the villain book is Mordu Renmei, who claims to have 108 generals. There are not so many painters in the capital, and Mordu dispatches them.

So I went to Renmei in Beijing, and I didn’t need to do anything else, just paint every day and be an old cow.

He is very good as a projectionist, why should he become a painter.

Isn't this back to the way he was in his previous life, staying up late and working overtime, feeling depressed all the time, working until he died suddenly with only a little salary, and at the age of 35, his hair became bald again!

He has done enough.

Besides, in the future, comic books and everything will be "poisonous weeds", Zhou Wenliang dare not touch them!
Refuse it, it seems that you don't know flattery.Originally, I wanted to use my painting skills to draw closer and attract attention. Well, now that I have really attracted attention, Zhou Wenliang is in a dilemma.

"Leader, I listen to you, I can go wherever you tell me to go."

"Haha. Okay, okay, look like a revolutionary comrade, how about this, Renmei, don't go, I will give you a more difficult task, there is a factory under the Ministry of Metallurgy, where there is a shortage of people, you used to be a propagandist .”

Zhou Wenliang relaxed when he heard that, as long as he doesn't want to be a painter.

The big leader was also quite satisfied. He transferred Zhou Wenliang, and it would be convenient to use him in the future. Unlike now, there are several layers of relationships, so it is not easy to use him.

After all, the departments are different, and the cultural department is different from the financial department, so it is inconvenient to use.

"Xiao Yang, he's going to your place. You have to arrange for Comrade Xiao Zhou. I'll leave this general to you. You must do a good job of publicity in the venue."

"I can't wait for it. The propaganda department of the rolling mill is short of talents like Xiao Zhou..."

Zhou Wenliang looked at this person, but he didn't recognize him before. Is this the director Yang in the TV series? He rarely appeared in the TV series, and he was a new face, so he didn't recognize him for a while.

Coauthored him to be transferred to the rolling mill?

This is not with Shazhu and the others!

Neighbors in the yard, or workers in the factory?

This is interesting, and it is inseparable from the rolling mill.

When Zhou Wenliang walked out, he complained endlessly.

"Big brother, wait for me..."

Just as Zhou Wenliang was complaining and walking back, Zhou Xiaobai's immature voice came from behind him.

Looking back, Zhou Xiaobai trotted after him with his short legs, panting and asked, "Big brother, can you teach me how to draw?"

Zhou Wenliang blinked, saw her upside-down cute appearance, thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, but I may be busy recently, if you want to learn, wait for a while."

He has just been transferred to the rolling mill, and he still doesn't know what's going on inside, so he can't give her the exact time.

"Yeah, I can study when I have time." Zhou Xiaobai nodded happily.

"That's no problem, when I have time, you come to me, or I will find you..."

Before Zhou Wenliang finished speaking, a military jeep was parked beside it, and a young man in a green military uniform got off from it.

"Xiaobai, it's time to go back."

Zhou Xiaobai waved his hand to Zhou Wenliang when he heard the words, and said sweetly: "Big brother, goodbye, remember to teach me how to draw when you have time."

"Goodbye Xiaobai..."

Looking at the jeep going away, Zhou Wenliang shook his head amusedly, what a wonderful day today.

When he returned to the cinema, He Jinghong also came back. Seeing him, he was amazed. It was a pity that he would have played a movie with him, but who knew he would let his soldiers go.

Afterwards, the whole movie theater knew that he had been transferred, and they all came to watch.

Zhou Wenliang bid farewell to everyone with a look of reluctance. He didn't stay for a few days, and his feelings were not in place. .

That's not right, at least Li Junbo who didn't come may be reluctant. He left, so Cai Luozi went to the countryside to show movies.

After get off work in the evening, Zhou Wenliang was blocked by silly pillars as soon as he arrived at the courtyard.

Sha Zhu pushed the handlebar of Zhou Wenliang's bicycle, and said, "Zhou Wenliang, you're back. I've been waiting for you for a long time. What's the matter with you, kid? I'm so angry today. Hurry up and apologize."

Zhou Wenliang frowned: "Silly Zhu, are you here after get off work to find excitement?"

Silly Zhu seemed to hear some joke, he laughed and asked back: "Yao, what can you do if I'm looking for excitement? Do you still want to beat me up?"

Silly Zhu was used to being domineering in this courtyard, and when he was messed up, whoever dared to provoke him, only Yi Zhonghai could take care of him, and no one else could do it.The bangs are not easy to use.

"Silly Zhu, let him spread out, (a kind of plant)," the fat man just came back from get off work, and when he saw that Shazhu was bullying Zhou Wenliang, he yelled angrily, and ran over and kicked him in the back.

Sha Zhu was kicked so hard that he almost fell to the ground, and the fat man hurriedly mended his feet.

Zhou Wenliang knew that it was better to act first, and overturned the car, what?

Silly Zhu practiced wrestling with others in the alley when he was a child, so he had a couple of blows. Usually, no one can beat him one-on-one, but today he lost the first hand, lost to four hands in one fist, and had to lie on the ground and be beaten.

"Beat someone, beat someone,"

"stop fighting……"

"Wen Liang, Fatty, what are you doing, stop quickly..."

"Stop hitting, why did Silly Zhu provoke you..."

Hearing the movement, many people ran out, and the crowd at the gate of the courtyard yelled and shouted for them to stop.

Zhou Wenliang was like a fat man going crazy, he couldn't help anyone, he punched and kicked the fool.

Then there was a burst of exclamation, it turned out that the fat man was so red-eyed that he took a brick from the wall.

Yi Zhonghai yelled: "Little Fatty, Fatty, stop it..."

Mother Zhou: "Yanan..."

Zhou Wenliang was riding on Sha Zhu's body, turning his fists. When he heard the movement, he looked back. The fat man was already in front of him.

You can't be stupid if you go down with this brick!

"Fatty, fatty..." Zhou Wenliang turned around and stopped the fatty, who was still trying to slap silly Zhu.

Silly Zhu is still holding her head, curled up on the ground, not knowing that Zhou Wenliang saved her life.

Zhou Wenliang: "Brother, it's fine, just teach him a lesson, so that he won't risk his life."

"His grandma, actually bullied my brother, silly pillar, try to move it." The fat man blushed, with a fleshy face, pointing at the silly pillar on the ground and yelling.

If Zhou Wenliang hadn't stopped him, the fat man would have rushed over again.

This brother can get along, something really matters!
(End of this chapter)