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Volume 3: County Famous 747 Climbing Up the Stairs

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    The three of them had a quick bite to eat and continued on their way.  At three o'clock in the afternoon, the car entered Pingchuan City. After asking around all the way, Wang Baoyu and others finally arrived at the Pingchuan Municipal Party School.  This is a large campus with several teaching buildings and dormitories. There are flowers, grass, trees and rockeries in the open space. The environment is clean and solemn.

    ¡°A place like the Party School is of extraordinary significance to leading cadres.  Almost every year, leaders have to go here for a period of time to study in retreat. This is not only a place to cultivate the party consciousness of party members and cadres, but also a second classroom for leaders.

    Wang Baoyu drove the car to the main teaching building and parked it in the white-lined parking space. Then, together with Yang Hongjun, he strode in with his back straight.

    The receptionist at the door saw Yang Hongjun and his party and quickly came over to help. Yang Hongjun politely declined and said with a smile: "Young man, go ahead and do your work. My legs are still working for the past two days!" The receptionist let go with a smile.  .

    There was a red carpet in the hall, and directly opposite was a red promotional display board, which said in white "Pingchuan City's First Party Building Art Exchange Pen Meeting and Art Exhibition", and in the lower right corner was the name of the organizer and organizer  The units are the Pingchuan Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government and the Pingchuan Municipal Party Committee Party School.  Under the display board is a wooden platform that has been set up. Under the platform, there are several exquisite flower baskets.

    Wang Baoyu couldn't help but admired, this big place is different. The party school here is even better decorated than the Funing County Government. From the organizer on the exhibition board, it can be seen that this is a large-scale art event organized by the government. No wonder Yang Hongjun is so proud.  People will also be interested in participating.

    "Lao Yang!" The three of them were looking around when they heard a loud voice. When they looked back, they saw an energetic white-haired old man walking towards the three of them excitedly, waving his hand.

    "Haha! Old Ma, you old guy is still alive!" Yang Hongjun laughed and greeted him.

    ¡°Aren¡¯t you so fucking strong!¡± The old man named Lao Ma also laughed loudly and stepped forward to give Yang Hongjun a warm hug.

    "I can't compare to you city dwellers. We are the same age. Look at you, you are thin-skinned and tender, at least ten years younger than me." Yang Hongjun patted the old horse on the shoulder and said.

    "Lao Yang, you're trying to kill me, but you can't do it. You can't even get up to the fifth floor in one breath." Lao Ma waved his hands and sighed.

    "It shouldn't be a problem to climb up, right?" Yang Hongjun asked.

    "You just climbed up the stairs!" Lao Ma said with his eyes widened.

    Yang Hongjun said in surprise: "Don't you always crawl around? Are you standing up now that you are old?"

    Only then did Lao Ma realize it and said angrily: "You are the bastard!"

    Yang Hongjun was not angry either, he was just happy.  I just heard Lao Ma say again: "Lao Yang, have you heard that our leader just passed away a few days ago." After saying this, Lao Ma showed a slight look of sadness on his face, and there was sadness in his words.  the taste of.

    "We old guys always occupy space. If it doesn't delay the development of young people, then you can die!" Yang Hongjun said calmly.

    Li Keren chuckled when he heard it, and said to Wang Baoyu: "See, only artists have such a broad mind, unlike the world's sentimental people."

    "Who are these two?" Lao Ma regained his composure and then remembered to ask the two people brought by Yang Hongjun.

    "My name is Li Keren. I'm glad to meet you." The landlady stepped forward and said politely.

    "Xiao Li is a female artist. Whether it is painting or calligraphy, her level is not low!" Yang Hongjun introduced.

    "Really? It's really rare to have such profound attainments at such a young age. Nice to meet you! Nice to meet you!" Lao Ma shook hands politely and asked Wang Baoyu: "Is this young man also an artist?"

    "He is an artist who paints on sheets." Before Wang Baoyu could answer, Li Keren chuckled.

    "Oh! This is quite unique. Young man, how did you come up with it? Is it a description or a splash of ink?" Lao Ma was stunned for a moment, believed it to be true, and asked very curiously.

    Li Keren tried his best to hold back his laughter and said: "It's neither of them. He only draws one thing, and that's a map!"

    This time, even Yang Hongjun couldn't help laughing. Lao Ma blinked his eyes, came to his senses, and laughed.

    Wang Baoyu said rather awkwardly: "Hello, Mr. Ma, my name is Wang Baoyu. I am a small cadre who does not understand art. This time I am responsible for driving for Teacher Yang and Miss Li."

    Lao Ma asked enthusiastically: "Art can cultivate sentiment. Are you also interested in art?"

    Wang Baoyu chuckled and said: "I am somewhat interested, but I have a lot of work on weekdays and don't have much time to study."When Li Keren heard this, he muttered disdainfully, hypocrisy!

    "Oh, where do you work?" Lao Ma asked again.

    "An ant is wearing tofu and cannot be lifted up. Funing County Political Research Office." Wang Baoyu said politely.

    "What a great place! Xiao Wang, work hard, youth is your capital!" Lao Ma said.

    Lao Ma led three people to register. The registration office assigned a single room to each of the three people. During this period, Li Keren spent a long time choosing whether the room faced the sun and whether the number was auspicious. Finally, Wang Baoyu and Li Keren went back to their rooms to rest.  The Red Army followed Lao Ma and went around to meet their old comrades.

    Now that she has arrived in Pingchuan City, what Wang Baoyu misses the most is Cheng Xueman, who goes to school here, and wants to see her.  This time, Wang Baoyu did not call Cheng Xueman's dormitory directly, but directly paged Cheng Xueman, saying that he had arrived in Pingchuan City and asked her to call her back.

    Not long after, Wang Baoyu¡¯s phone rang. Wang Baoyu picked it up happily, but was a little disappointed when he heard the voice. It was not Cheng Xueman, but Jiaojiao from the Huasheng pager.

    "Brother Wang, I heard you came to Pingchuan City just after I got to work." Jiaojiao said excitedly on the phone.

    "Why did I become a celebrity on your paging station?" Wang Baoyu asked in confusion.

    Jiaojiao choked for words for a moment. It was she who told the sisters in Taili Wang Baoyu¡¯s mobile phone number, saying that once she found out that this mobile phone number came to Pingchuan City, she would tell her. Because of this, the sisters always made fun of her.

    Jiaojiao did not answer Wang Baoyu's question directly, but asked: "Brother Wang, do you want to have dinner together tonight? I will pay you back the money by the way."

    "It's better not to use it! I'm coming to the Municipal Party School to attend an event, and there will be unified arrangements here in the evening. Don't worry about the money, you can use it first!" Wang Baoyu declined.

    "Okay then!" Jiaojiao was quite disappointed and asked unwillingly: "Then before you leave, can you meet with me?"
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