A pleasant life in a courtyard

Chapter 312 I also shook hands with the leader

Living in this era, Li Xiang has witnessed the importance of seeing is believing countless times.

The absurd rumors spread by later generations caused him to have many misunderstandings about this era.

Just like literature and art.

When later generations talk about the performance of the literary and artistic circles during this period, they will generally use four words to express the atmosphere at this time, that is, the atmosphere is tense.

But judging from the facts that Li Xiang came into contact with, even if there was a lot of trouble outside.

The songs outside are still sung, and the dances are still danced.

Even young people got excited and started performing directly on the streets.

Although they all feature red songs and dances, I still find them quite interesting if I watch them once in a while.

On July 7st, Li Xiang, as an outstanding representative, was invited to attend the 1th anniversary gala of D.

Not only did they watch the show in the audience, they even performed "My Motherland and Me" again.

There are a hundred or so performers standing behind the leader.

The person in charge of organizing this show did not expect that the limelight of the show that he had put so much effort into rehearsing would be stolen by a non-staff member, Li Xiang.

Besides, his staff is not in the literary and art circles, so he is not afraid of offending people.

Although he has made some achievements in this life, they are nothing compared to these great people who have made great achievements.

Moreover, it was specially adapted so that everyone would not find it stale.

When Li Xiang faced the strange looks from some people, he just pretended not to see them.

After the singing, the audience burst into thunderous applause that lasted for a long time.

This time Red Lantern is performed with piano accompaniment, while Shajiabang is performed with symphony.

He just came up with this limelight.

Li Xiang's name just came out of his mouth without being reminded by anyone around him.

Li Xiang was grateful that these big shots, who had so many things to do, could still remember him, a little guy who was not worth mentioning.

These are the “best ones” after multiple screenings.

According to those people, they all have upright backgrounds, no flaws at all, and they all have good identities.

Li Xiang, who was so highly regarded, could not help but feel proud and proud, but more importantly, he was excited and grateful.

A group photo of leaders and people on stage at the back.

The programs chosen are the most popular ones in recent years, Red Lantern Chronicles and Shajiabang.

It had been several years since he last had close contact with the leaders, but he didn't expect that the leaders would still remember him.

Just watch it, there won't be any missing pieces of meat anyway.

Everyone once again expressed their love for this song with applause.

The purpose of singling them out was to show their faces.

Li Xiang was specially invited to speak here and was invited to the center again. Not only did he stand in the C position, he also had the honor to speak a few words with several leaders.

. . . . . .

Party Founding Day is on Monday, which is a day for partying within the organization.

Outside of the office, everyone is doing whatever they are supposed to do, and they still go to and from get off work according to the instructions, and there are no multiple holidays or anything like that.

Li wanted to attend the party and cooperate with the entertainment for a while. When he got home, it was almost late at night.

But no one in the courtyard had a rest.

The houses of these people were dark, but everyone gathered at the door of Li's house.

After watching TV, we just chatted there.

During this period, Mother Li couldn't help but beat her several times.

On a normal day, everyone would have stood up and left with a wink. But tonight everyone was determined to wait there.

Until Li Xiang walked in pushing his bicycle, the originally noisy conversation suddenly fell silent and then quickly became coaxed again.

Everyone stood up from their stools and surrounded Li Xiang several times, blocking the water.

"Li Xiang, have you seen the leaders today?" the neighbors in the courtyard asked impatiently.

"Yes, yes." Li Xiang responded hurriedly.

"I heard from my aunt that you are going to perform on stage, so will we be able to see you on TV tomorrow?"

"If the program can be broadcast, you should be able to see it." Li Xiang thought about the situation at night. It seemed that there were two cameras recording. It seemed that there was a high chance that it would be broadcast on the TV station.

"Uncle Xiang, did you take pictures with the leader?" a child in the courtyard asked curiously.

It is not easy for an eight or nine-year-old child to stay awake until this point.

Li Xiang replied softly: "Not only did we take pictures, but we also shook hands. I guess it should be published in tomorrow's newspaper."

His words were like oil dripping into water, which suddenly pushed the already heated atmosphere to a climax and exploded.

As soon as everyone heard that he shook hands with the leader, at this moment, Li Xiang could not control his hand.

Old and young, male and female, they couldn't care less about anything, and they all extended their claws towards Li Xiang.

For no other reason than to feel what it feels like to shake hands with a great man.

"Are you coming?" Black lines began to appear on Li Xiang's head.

This kind of scene happened once a few years ago, and he thought everyone should not take it seriously this time.

But Li Xiang obviously misjudged everyone's love for the great man.

This is a kind of love and faith that comes from the heart.

He Yuzhu, who didn't understand Li Xiang, was already holding their child, struck first, and then stepped aside, explaining to him:

"Then how can it be the same? You came back more than a week after the last time we shook hands and took pictures. In the meantime, you have washed your hands so many times. It's so warm this time. Where can I find such an opportunity again?"

Li Xiang looked at the people around him and nodded frequently at He Yuzhu's words, seemingly all agreeing with what he said.

I'm really convinced, this is okay.

In this way, Li Xiang not only had to deal with everyone's curiosity, but also acted as a handshake puppet.

When everyone was almost gone, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, other members of the Li family who had been kept out of the circle also came forward.

Li Xiang was about to take the soap, but his mother stopped him.

"Don't worry, we haven't got hold of it yet."

"No, Mom, it doesn't matter if others make trouble, you are also the mother of an intellectual, and you still have to deal with such childish things." The expression on Li Xiang's face was hard to describe.

"I am doing this to keep myself from falling behind. Just wait and see tomorrow. I guarantee that the entire steel rolling mill will be full of these news. If I don't keep up with you, what topic will I use to socialize with others?" Mother Li approached with disdain and shook hands meaningfully. For a moment, he soon let go.

The elder sister and younger brother Li also took this opportunity to shake their hands before the elder brother could react.

If they were to tell the truth, they actually didn’t feel much at all.

Even if it's meat touching flesh, there's no such rare thing as shining brightly or a warm current rising in my heart.

Li wanted to know what they were thinking in their hearts, so he had to complain about it.

He knows that there is no difference. If there is a difference, the great man must play in person.

Faced with other people in the family, they still act like they're taking advantage of them.

Li Xiang was in front of the basin and smeared his hands with soap angrily.

He felt that he was dirty and needed to be washed ten or eight times.

(End of this chapter)