Chapter 257: Direct work

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The local people have always sought no merit but no fault. It would be better if they could manage it properly, say a few words, and mix political scores.
With such a big event in the Asian Games, all parties have a clear track record of who has the political achievements.
After Xu Fei finished these words, the other three had not yet expressed their position. Xiao Mo still didn't care: "Teacher Xu, did you make a big fuss? What can a dozen cigarettes do?"
"I'm the team leader, why don't they send it to me, I want to give it to you first?"
Xu Fei did not wait for the other party to answer, and continued: "The flies don't sting seamless eggs, even if there is no seam, you have to cut a seam! You are the mouth they opened, and when you close it, they will continue to send, one for two , Three or four, even if not collected, water splashed on us.
They give gifts, they want to go to the Asian Games, can you decide this? You can't be sure that you have accepted, what should I do next? I ’m not going to tell you a cliché, it ’s a principle that this trip should n’t be dirty at all! Either return it or pay for it. "
"..."
The three listened and were silent for a moment, saying one after another: "Xiao Mo, Mr. Xu is right, we can't be guilty of mixing a few cigarettes."
"That is, we have done our job well, which is the greatest credit. There is no need to do this."
"Leave it back, you will understand it if you leave it, and it will stop later."
"What to retreat? I won't retreat!"
Xiao Mo jumped off. Even if he had this meaning in his heart, he couldn't hold his face. He said, "I don't believe it. What can I do with a dozen cigarettes? Can I still get me caught?"
Xu Fei looked at it and was too lazy to talk nonsense, "Old Liu, buy a ticket back to Beijing! When will you understand this matter, when will you come out again, and I will take the delay!"
"Teacher Xu ..."
"Go!"
"Eh."
Old Liu got up and left, and when he saw that it was real, Xiao Mo panicked, "Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu, don't you, don't tell me. I didn't want to understand this for a while? It's the real thing. I will leave tomorrow Yes, I will retire tomorrow! "
Just kidding, just came out one day and went home, the leader asked what to say?
Oh, because he didn't agree with the contradiction of receiving gifts and making troubles, Xu Fei was able to settle for nothing, and he was basically abandoned.
...
The next morning, early in the morning.
Everyone had breakfast and drove to Xushui. Xushui is a county in Baofu, which later became a district, not far away, twenty or thirty kilometers.
When Xiao Mo got into the car, he stuffed the bag with Lao Zhang, and patted it without a word.
Lao Zhang's face changed slightly, and he smiled again in the next second, saying: "I'm sorry, get up early, eat poorly, I will definitely compensate when I come back at night."
"Compensation is OK, but don't be too fooled, there are more local features."
"Ouch, the local characteristic is that the white meat cover is burnt, that is, it is a bit cold."
"Isn't Baofu burning donkey meat?"
"The donkey fire is on the Caohe River. The urban area is covered with white meat. It is sliced ​​white meat, torn open and covered with fire, and poured it over and over again with the head soup. Let's add white soy sauce and sweet garlic. Hey, that taste! "Xu Feidao.
Lao Zhang was surprised, "A connoisseur! When people mention Baofu, it's a donkey fire. In fact, the city really doesn't eat much."
"It's okay to say that he can't do anything else, and that he won't eat. Zhunbao is anxious to you, but he can't do it himself." Old Liu Jie short.
Talking and chatting, and soon arrived in Xushui County, and continued to go down to a village. Two cars followed, followed by government propaganda staff and local reporters.
"Boom boom!"
"Qiang Qiang!"
"Seven Long Dang Qiang Dang Qiang!"
Xu Fei was taken aback. The village actually pulled a banner. Men, women, children, and young people were watching. The comrades at the cultural station were waiting for a long time.
Good folks!
Team Leader Xu!
Comrade, let ’s drink a bowl of water!
This is easy to expand. I will tell you ...
In the city is the reception of the municipal unit, after the county town and then pull a county unit, and then the township, the landing is the village.
Xiao Mo carried the camera and began to shoot. Xu Fei was surrounded by the village head and headed to the Kangtou. The level was similar to the WIFI signal.
"Our lion dance team in Beibeili Village has been around for years. Don't look at the farmer's background. I don't have a lot of education. I have a lot of knowledge. When I went abroad and went to North Korea, we volunteered to fight.
"Did you cross the river yourself?" Xu Fei kindly quipped.
"Hey, go with the Central Song and Dance Troupe." The old man touched his head.
"Hehehe!"
Everyone made a funny laugh at the right time.
After listening to it for a while, Xu Fei found a blind spot, "We are called Beibeili Village, is there a south and north village?"
"Uh……"
The village head suddenly appeared embarrassed and wondered how to answer.
At this moment, there was noisy outside, the people turned their horses, and broke into a few strong men, "What do you mean? Shameless? If I didn't listen to the letter, I was pitted!"
"Leading comrade, I am from Nanbeili Village, we also have lion dances, where are you going to see us!"
"Mao Zhu'er! What are you shouting about, can't I say it? Can't there be a sequence?" The comrade of Cultural Station shouted.
What the hell?
Xu Fei was confused, and it was only after listening to the explanation of Lao Zhang that it used to be a village. In the 1960s, it was divided into two villages, the south and the north. A good wenshi and a good martial lion are very uncomfortable.
Wenshi focuses on performance and is delicate and witty; Wushi emphasizes martial arts skills and is powerful and strong.
"Nancun far?"
"Not far away, just breathe."
"Then call it, a show, save time."
He was too lazy to control any contradictions, and he was not the Qingtian master.
Lao Zhang instructed to go down, and the staff arrived quickly, all gathered in an open space, three lions in the north and south.
The typical northern lion has vigorous hair, red and yellow, and even shoes with yellow hair. The lion's head is exaggerated, with big eyes and big mouth, and the momentum is fierce, with red and green knots on his head to show the male and female.
Like the festival, the villagers circled and cheered up early.
"Qiang Qiang!"
"when!"
The first is the Bukchon performance. As the Beijing gongs and cymbals sound, they go directly to dry goods.
First, a flower ball about 1 meter in diameter rolled. The lion shook his head and made a few openings. He jumped up.
"it is good!"
As the applause fell, the lion steadily landed on the ball and rolled slowly.
Followed by the other two dances, jumped up one after another, a ball actually carried three lions. It just happened to be fan-shaped and made a pop appearance.
"it is good!"
Another burst of applause.
The village chief applauded, and as a result, Xu Fei was expressionless, not at all.
"How?" Lao Zhang asked.
"Let Nancun try."
Nancun's horses rushed over and posed, the cymbals went from light to heavy, and there was a sense of gradual progress.
A person dressed in ancient clothes that don't know what, holding a hydrangea in front, teasing a few times-this is called Yinshilang.
As he seduce, the lion's eyes suddenly opened and closed, as if he had just woken up, and then tickled, licked, rolled, delicate and realistic, and stern.
"..."
Xu Fei squatted on the ground, took a few stones and asked, "Is the two villages communicating with each other?"
"Normally, no one will accept anyone. In fact, the North Village will also have a wenshi, and the South Village will also have a wushi.
"It's a lot of communication. It's the last word to make up for the shortcomings. We can't just show one style, it must be holistic."
Lao Zhang's eyes lit up and nodded quickly: "Understand and understand, we must improve."
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