Rebirth 2002: Chic Life

Chapter 90 89. Program Selection
Different from the pursuit of students and social personnel, the teachers of the art school, especially the male teachers and old teachers, are more willing to accept the saying that Wu Dong has noble people to help.

Literati look down on each other, and no one thinks they are worse than others, so Wu Dong's fate is a good conclusion.

Since Wu Dong himself admits that there are friends in the studio to help him, and he is just a name, then there may be people who help with songs and variety shows. In the rest of his life, he has good lyrics and music, but there are a lot of people who are not satisfied with his singing skills.

Liu Shi's transfer to Shuikou Township Cultural Station confirmed their idea that Wu Dong is someone or some people's agent and white glove.

Some male teachers faced Wu Dong with smiles on their faces, and sneered as soon as they turned around. Wu Dong could feel the sour taste; some menopausal female teachers raised their chins and pretended not to see him when they saw Wu Dong.

This is the best way, Wu Dong is happy and quiet, but young female teachers and female students are not like this, regardless of whether you have black gloves and white gloves, you are still a celebrity.

……

"Ding ding ding" as soon as the get out of class bell rang, Wu Dong waved and swept the note on the table to the floor, and when he came to listen to the music class, there were always girls who kept throwing paper balls to him.

Wang Haoran, the only boy in Ou Yujun's class, took a broom and cleaned all the papers into the trash can.

This boy is more obsessive than girls, he is now Wu Dong's follower.

Because he was the only boy in the class, he sat with Wu Dong the first time Wu Dong came to listen.Not only did he sit with Wu Dong in class, but he also went to the Internet Center to help when there was no class.

Wang Haoran has a good voice and singing talent, but he is small and thin and looks like an ordinary person. His teacher from Nanyi University has already sentenced his artistic career to death. 100% of other majors cannot pass the interview.”

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network centre.

After research by the school leaders, it was determined that the work pressure of the network center must be given priority to solve the problem of paperless office.

Kobayashi and Wu Dong are equipped with computers.

The computer on the desk appeared 6 months earlier than what Wu Dong remembered.

Xiao Lin is playing minesweeper, Lao Wen is playing mahjong on the Internet while smoking, and Wu Dong is playing Fei Hua Ling with others in the forum.

Flying Flower Order: A new idea of ​​the moderator of Haijiao Forum [Jinling Xiaoxiaosheng].

The gold moderator dared not agree. He said that it was an improvement made by the predecessors. The famous poem "Cold Food" by Han Hong, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, has a sentence "Flowers are everywhere in the spring city", so it is called "Flying Flower Order".

It's not a game, it's just a game.

This is the most popular thing in the literature area at the moment. A group of people keep building buildings and each post cannot exceed 30 seconds. There are also 1-on-1 heads-up games and 1-on-many games.

The most fun to play this game is not the inventor himself but another moderator, Li Erdan.

In the past two days, Wu Dong was studying the rules of qualifying with Li Erdan and many Feihua Ling fans.

Just when I was playing happily, someone went to the literature area to beep, "What's the use of this thing? Do you remember how to use the computer again? Do you need poetry for normal life? No. Do you need poetry for entering school and finding a job? No. Get promoted and get rich Do you need poetry? No."

Wu Dong likes this kind of meaningless argument the most, and he can pretend to be forceful.

"..."

"I'm depressed, depressed, or my inner feelings are outburst, but I don't want to chat with someone, and I don't want to talk nonsense, so I send a few poems out of feelings, to vent or detoxify, so that you can understand your thoughts."

[Jinling Xiaoxiaosheng]: Just like listening to songs, besides expressing emotions, I don’t know what is the use of poetry?But how boring life would be if everything was said to be useful or useless.

"Traveling famous mountains and great rivers, others can quote the classics and export them into chapters, but you can only say "Fuck" to go all over the world!"

"..."

[Tianwai Yunxia]: Knowing that we are all going to die, no matter how hard we try, it will end in vain. What's the use of living?I try my best to be the gold moderator!
"..."

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Among the many messages, Wu Dong saw Zhou Xiaoxia's message at a glance, and felt inexplicably excited. There was something in the words, shouldn't it be support?
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"Papa papa", someone knocked on the door.

The three people in the network center all graduated from computer-related majors, ALT+F4, Lao Wen quickly closed the game interface.

Wu Dong and Xiao Lin calmly clicked to minimize, and then hid the bottom navigation bar.

Wu Dong stood up and opened the door.

Both Lao Wen and Xiao Lin stood up.

Lao Wen rushed to the front and pushed Wu Dong aside, "Hahaha, why did you come here in person, President Jin, just make a phone call if you need anything!
Hey, host Feng, I saw a real person outside the TV again. I am the director Wen Jianguo, and this is my subordinate Wu Dong and Lin Pingping. "

Lao Wen enthusiastically grabbed the hand of the beautiful host and introduced her to the two ordinary employees of the network center.

Principal Jin couldn't stand it any longer, and embarrassed Lao Wen, "Lao Wen, Lao Wen, there are other leaders of the TV station here."

Lao Wen let go of his hand, "Oh, oh, hello leaders."

Principal Jin introduced the bald man beside him to several people, "This is the newly appointed Director Li of our Xinfeng TV station."

"Deputy Director, Deputy Director." Director Li was very modest.

It is not accurate to say that Mr. Lee is bald. It should be regarded as a Mediterranean hairstyle with some hair around it.

Director Li Bing had a very friendly attitude, and he held Lao Wen's hand enthusiastically, "Isn't it Director Wen, no wonder Xiao Feng said you are funny and humorous, you are really like this, hahaha"

The old man asked the old man, and he pretended to be puzzled and said, "Principal Jin, Director Li, are you here to inspect the work?"

Li Bing said with a smile: "Check what kind of work, we are visiting and studying, visiting and studying."

Principal Jin couldn't stand it any longer, "Lao Wen, Xiao Lin, please be busy, Xiao Wu, come and accompany Master Li to walk around the campus with me."

Although Lao Wen was thick-skinned, he did not reach the highest level of being shameless, so he had no choice but to watch Wu Dong accompany Feng Xuan to wander around the campus, while Principal Jin and Director Li were ignored by him.

"Kacha" Xiaolin couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the digital camera and took a picture of him looking around, and quietly sent it to Mrs. Wen.

No one knows whether Lao Wen kneeled on the washboard or the keyboard when he returned home.

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Li Bing, 37 years old, former curator of the Yanshan Township Mass Art Museum, was successfully transferred to the TV station when there was a vacancy. According to the information obtained by President Jin through gossip, his eldest cousin is a certain leader of the Municipal Bureau of Culture and Sports.

Director Li Bing took out a stack of A4 papers and handed it to Wu Dong, "Director Wu, I'll have a look. This is information from several hosts in the station. Who is more suitable for the column I can remember lyrics. I want to hear about you, the main creator. Opinion……"

Wu Dong looked at Feng Xuan who had been looking at him with a smile, but he didn't directly recommend her.

Wu Dong blocked the A4 paper with his hand, and said modestly: "I'm just making a suggestion, let several hosts try it out, and the audience will naturally choose."

Wu Dong glanced at the principal, "Director Li, you might as well choose the lead singer and band from our school..."

　Guaranteed second watch, to see the situation at night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)