Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 400, an eyesore
"Xiao Le, what did you say to Xiaomai? She seems a little unhappy!"

Watching the others leave, the eldest sister still asked curiously.

Yang Xiaole looked at Xiaomai and shook his head: "What can I say to her!"

Come on, forget it. When the time comes, he will make arrangements based on the situation. If he had known better, he wouldn't have let them be so smart.

Skull hurts.

Because there are some things that are beyond his control. If he wants his family not to get sick, he has to drink well water.

IQ development is also synchronous.

The eldest sister was suspicious for a moment and didn't ask any more questions.

……

The next morning, Yang Xiaole went to school as normal.

"Hey, we went to play yesterday, and the city was so lively! Why didn't we go to the High School Affiliated to Qingdao University yesterday?"

Feng Aijun looked at him and said with a smile.

Yang Xiaole put down his schoolbag and wondered for a while: "What's wrong? What happened in the High School Affiliated to the High School?"

"Hey, what else can happen? The white students and the red students from the High School Affiliated to Qingda University got into trouble at their school and held a big debate. It was very lively."

Hearing Feng Aijun's words, Yang Xiaole nodded.

The so-called white students are naturally the children of wealthy people, intellectuals, and old officials of the Republic of China.

This is also what everyone calls it privately.

Unlike No. 4 Middle School and No. 6 Middle School, the intellectual children in the High School Affiliated to Qingda University were not afraid and directly started arguing with the brothers in the main courtyard.

Then he glanced at him and said angrily: "It's this thing all day long, isn't there anything else?"

Something happened in this school today, and something happened in that school tomorrow. Generally speaking, it just happened like that.

I'm tired of hearing this.

Feng Aijun thought for a while and finally said: "By the way, the people in the Youth League have learned from the people in the No. 4 Middle School. They wrote to the superiors, hoping that people from the working group can come to our school to investigate and solve the problem of the school leadership's line and policy... "

Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes, isn’t this still the case?

But then he didn't care anymore.

A period of time, a period of time, a period of events, a big run, and the whole people "lighting up the stove", in fact, the situation is similar.

Although the incident in No. 4 Middle School has been in the newspapers, it is not over yet, and there is no way to calm the anger of these students for the time being.

The working group has not evacuated yet!
It is estimated that this matter will not be over in half a year.

It's rare that I didn't go to school for morning exercises today.

Instead, I used my morning exercise time to hold meetings.

On this day, the principal and his leaders stood on the red flag stage and said sonorously and forcefully: "At that time, the situation in the countryside was not optimistic. In order to respond to the call, the No. 8 Middle School formed a "social education" group and went to the countryside to carry out socialist education. ... …”

Yang Xiaole listened below, his mind a little confused.

What is this operation?
Almost all major universities and even technical secondary schools in the city organized people to participate.

But I haven’t heard of it in high school!
But he also understood the content of the conference.

After the meeting, back to the class, Han Jingxuan walked into the classroom a little tired during the first math class.

After sorting out his thoughts for a while, he began to say to the people in the class: "You should all understand the content of today's meeting, right? Next, we need to recruit some people to participate in the 'social education' activities going to the countryside. Have any classmates signed up?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone below was talking a lot.

College students go to rural areas to participate in "social education" because they are college students themselves.

After all, they are high school students. Although many things are very exciting now, they will eventually go to college.

If I go to the countryside, I don’t know when I can come back!
You know, there was a pilot school sent to the countryside last year, but they haven’t come back yet!
So someone asked about concerns.

Upon seeing this, Han Jingxuan said: "Our school will go down in batches and eat, sleep and eat together with the poor and lower-middle peasants for twenty days. So, everyone should think about it for themselves."

"I attended!"

Upon seeing this, Yu Wenbin stood up directly.

"Then I will also participate..."

Several people responded.

Yang Xiaole was thinking there and watching quietly.

"I'll join in too!"

Suddenly, Feng Aijun next to him suddenly signed up to participate.

Yang Xiaole looked at the other party, "Why are you going to join in the fun? Didn't I say we were divided into groups? Just wait, wait for a while and then go. Let's go together."

Since many people were going there, he naturally wanted to go and see the excitement.

Feng Aijun was confused when he saw this; "Well... I really have to be the first to go there!"

After speaking, looking at Yang Xiaole's puzzled expression, he struggled and said: "There are some things I can't say. Anyway, there are only benefits to going this time, there are no disadvantages. You can go too, you are from a poor peasant family, and you are our first youth league!" Go!”

After Yang Xiaole listened, he pondered there.

There must be something happening that he doesn't know about, or in other words, it's a level that he can't access.

"Go ahead and listen to me! That's right."

Feng Aijun persuaded again.

This made Yang Xiaole frown even more.

Is there anything special?

It seems like nothing!

After all, there was no time for that matter, and the "social education" activities were not over yet.

Feng Aijun looked at him curiously and muttered: "Have you forgotten the article published in the daily newspaper last time?"

"Article? What do you mean? Just say what you want to say, and you'll be babbling about it."

Yang Xiaole said to him impatiently.

Looking at his expression, Feng Aijun smiled, and then said: "The daily newspaper published an article before, "Actively Cultivate and Boldly Promote New Forces." Do you still remember this?"

"Remember? What's wrong? Does it have anything to do with us? Isn't this related to college students?"

Yang Xiaole was confused for a moment. This daily newspaper was proposed because "old people" died one after another after liberation, and they were worried about a gap.

The article stated that cultivating a "comrade" who is relatively mature in political and professional capabilities and has rich experience requires a process and a considerable amount of time.

Therefore, it is necessary to start early.

Therefore, suitable people are selected and trained from the 200,000 college students across the country. These people must be members of the family who are well-known and have high consciousness. In the future, they will usually go to counties and communes to govern.

It’s just that this is relevant to college students. What does high school have to do with it?
Feng Aijun looked around, and then muttered: "I told you not to tell others!"

Then he muttered mysteriously: "This is for college students. It is said that there will be a 'youth training class' next year, which is for senior high school students."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole thought for a moment and then realized what he was saying.

He blinked and whispered three words in his ear: "Successor?"

Feng Aijun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and asked: "Who did you listen to?"

Logically speaking, no one in Yang Xiaole's family can reach this level?

Seeing Feng Aijun's surprised expression, Yang Xiaole knew that he had guessed correctly.

Then he shook his head: "Anyway, I advise you not to rush there yet, it's best to be the second batch."

The things he said were only a handful of things he had seen on the Internet in his previous life.

Naturally, he is the successor to the teams at all levels.

Feng Aijun was curious for a while: "Why?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole shook his head and said nothing more.

Because there is no second batch at all.

The second batch has not yet enrolled students, but the big time is coming.

As Han Jingxuan's statistical work came to an end.

He continued there and said: "Okay, classmate Yang Xiaole, we will tally up the list of people later." Yang Xiaole naturally nodded.

Han Jingxuan saw this and then said: "The school is organizing a 'social education' ideological propaganda and needs to rehearse the performance of the drama "Three Generations of Feuds". Hua Yourong, see if you can find someone here. If not, go and see other people." Class, let’s see if we can study. It’s a performance at the May 4th Youth Day, so we still have some time.”

Hua Yourong was listening quietly.

Suddenly she heard the teacher calling her and she quickly agreed.

"Ok!"

But, drama?
How to rehearse?

Dance drama?
After Lu Minqi left, Hua Yourong, who was reunited and had the second best grade, became the art committee member of the class.

Because she can dance!
She is good at studying, so it was natural for her to do it.

Seeing her confused, Han Jingxuan said: "I have the manuscript here. You can take it and take a look at it first."

After hearing this, Hua Yourong stood up and walked towards the stage and got the things.

After coming back, Yang Xiaole also looked at it curiously.

"What is it? Let me see!"

Then he took the thing and looked at it.

After flipping through it for a while, I understood what kind of drama it was. It should be said to be Qin Opera.

The content of the script is: Before the liberation, the landlord of Wangjiazhuang and the director of the pseudo-joint protection team skinned the village alive and killed the people. In order to seize a piece of land from the poor peasant Wang Laowu, they used various means to kill the Wang family.

Wang Laowu was falsely accused, imprisoned and brutally killed. Wang Laowu and his family were forced to die.

Wang Laowu's grandson Hu'er is left, skinned alive and cut to the root. In a very critical situation, the villagers rescued him from the tiger's mouth and joined the army. A few years later, Hu'er returned to his hometown with the army, liberated Wangjiazhuang, and severely punished and skinned him alive.

As for the drama type, it is naturally similar to The White-Haired Girl.

After looking at it for a while, he handed the things back to Hua Yourong.

Only then did the other party take a closer look.

After watching it for a while, I was confused: "How to rehearse this?"

I have never rehearsed a play before!

Why is there suddenly a task for the class!
Yang Xiaole saw this and smiled and said: "Take this back and ask your aunt. She should know something about it. Look for the people in the class. Wang Jing can sing a few lines of Peking Opera and just make a cameo. It is impossible to get an accompaniment. Opera troupe, let Zheng Tao play the erhu, he can play the erhu, but if it doesn't work, I, Yu Wenbin, and a few others can."

Hearing this, Hua Yourong nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the other party's expression, Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "Don't worry, there will be more and more dramas like this in the future, you have to get used to it!!"

"Huh? There's more?"

Hua Yourong was confused for a while.

"It's early!"

Yang Xiaole laughed and didn't say much more.

Han Jingxuan on the stage said the spirit of "Learn from Dazhai, learn from Daqing".

The school wants to send people to study there, but it has nothing to do with them. The people who go there are all sophomores in high school.

When it was time to get off work, for the drama "Three Generations of Feuds", although the class still didn't understand what was going on, some people enthusiastically signed up.

But there is a villain in it that no one plays.

Yang Xiaole is registering the list of people who will go to rural areas to participate in "social education".

"You really don't want to go?"

Feng Aijun looked at him and asked him.

Yang Xiaole shook his head, and just as he was about to speak, Yu Wenbin next to him spoke.

"Yang Xiaole, you are the Youth League Secretary of our class, but your enthusiasm seems not enough at all. I feel that you are not suitable to be the Youth League Secretary of our class."

As soon as these words came out, everything became quiet.

He looked at it with wide eyes.

Hua Yourong, who was about to ask him a question, also stopped her movements.

Yang Xiaole held the form in his hand and registered Feng Aijun's name while saying without raising his head: "Oh, what do you mean by enthusiasm? To participate in your 'social education' exchange in No. 4 Middle School? Or with People from the working group go to the countryside to participate in 'social education' activities?"

After he finished writing what he had in his hand, he slowly raised his head.

She gave him a calm look.

Then he asked: "What do you mean, are you suitable to be the Youth League Secretary of our class?"

He didn't care much about this position at all.

But after reaching a certain point, it was impossible not to participate, so he just took up a position and seldom took care of things.

He was not surprised at all by Yu Wenbin's question.

In the minds of these active people, he really wasn't active enough.

But it’s one thing if I don’t care. What qualifications do you have to jerk me off?

Yu Wenbin nodded in approval: "All of them!"

Yang Xiaole smiled when he saw this: "The old man said: Revolutionary work is only different in the division of labor, and there is no distinction between high and low. Similarly, whether you are active or not does not mean that you are an activist just by shouting a few slogans.

Feeling: I study hard and contribute to the construction of the motherland. Isn’t it positive? Isn't it a positive thing for me to capture enemy agents for some departments?

When you say, "I'm not active enough," who are you denying? Deny me? Or deny the old man? "

After finishing speaking, he said calmly: "As for the class secretary, if you have any objections, you can apply to the grade youth league committee and let you do it, provided they agree. Who is next? Sun Tiezhu? You Sign up too?”

He looked at Sun Tiezhu who was coming over and asked with a smile.

He didn't care about Yu Wenbin who was embarrassed there.

Yang Xiaole’s words are too big!

He wanted to pick it up, but he didn't dare to pick it up!

Just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by Feng Aijun next to him: "Hey, that's enough! It's almost done. Xiaole seems to have never offended you, right?"

Yu Wenbin frowned; "What does it mean to offend me? Does this have anything to do with offending me? What we are talking about now is Yang Xiaole's enthusiasm."

"Aijun, stop talking."

Yang Xiaole organized him, then looked at Yu Wenbin and said: "Okay, tell me, where am I not active? Where are you active? Don't tell me that it is about the Fourth Middle School. The Fourth Middle School is where your cadres and children gather. , don’t think I don’t know!”

These words made Yu Wenbin confused.

It was obvious that Yang Xiaole was not active, but if he really wanted to say it, he really couldn't think of it for a while.

"Are you going to sign up or not?"

Yang Xiaole looked at Sun Tiezhu who was joining in the fun and asked again.

Seeing this, the other party quickly shook his head: "I'm not going! I'm originally from the countryside, why should I go!"

"If you don't go, why are you joining in the fun!"

Yang Xiaole glanced at him angrily and continued to register others.

Yu Wenbin felt very embarrassed when he saw that no one was paying attention to him. More importantly, Yang Xiaole looked down on him in such a light way, so angry in his heart!
Finally, he left angrily.

Because Yang Xiaole said what he had prepared before.

Naturally, it was the previous meeting at No. 4 Middle School.

After they left, Yang Xiaole looked at it, rolled his eyes, and then asked Hua Yourong, "No one is still playing Wang Longxiang?"

Wang Longxiang is naturally the villain in the script!

Hua Yourong nodded: "No one."

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole thought about it for a moment and then understood.

These students are deeply afraid that playing the role of a bad guy will affect their future college studies and be labeled as a bad guy.

He didn't care about it. He wasn't very interested in it anyway.

Someone should be playing it by then.

He is busy!
In the afternoon, I have to carry paste to the school to post promotions for Dazhai and Daqing~
(End of this chapter)