Siheyuan: Revenge of the Stupid Pillar

The next day, the newspapers really revealed some of the deaf old lady's dark secrets. Not only did they say that she pretended to be a martyr's relative, but they also said that she took advantage of her seniority and acted domineeringly in the compound.

The article emphasizes that the deaf old lady is a crazy glutton. Whenever someone's family has meat, she will come to the door and refuse to leave. If they don't give her meat, she will stay at home.

If she wasn't allowed in, she would smash the glass with her cane, block people's doors and curse, making everyone complain and unable to live in peace.

He Yuzhu threw down the newspaper with a cryptic look on his face and muttered:

"The deaf old lady will be infamous for all eternity. It's better this way. She can only rely on me from now on. After a hundred years, all the inheritance will be mine."

Although she didn't care about the deaf old lady's little money, she didn't want to let others get it for free.

"Dong dong!"

"Please come in!"

He Yuzhu looked up and saw that it was Li Huaide, and immediately said with a smile: "Brother Li, please sit down quickly, I will make you some tea."

Li Huaide was very satisfied with He Yuzhu's attitude, and said with a gentle smile: "Zhuzi, don't bother!"

"Brother Li, aren't you slapping me in the face by saying this? You finally came to my office, why would it be so much trouble for me to make you a cup of tea?"

"Zhu Zi, you already call me Brother Li, why are you still being so polite to me?"

"Brother Li, I'm not being polite to you, you're being polite to me."

Li Huaide took the enamel cup, opened the lid, blew gently into it, and then took a sip.

"Zhu Zi, I have something to talk to you about!"

He Yuzhu said in a slightly flattering tone: "Brother Li, if you have something to say, just ask someone to come over and let them know. Why do you have to come here in person?"

Li Huaide glanced at He Yuzhu and said, "I want to come over to see you, is that not okay?"

He Yuzhu said with a smile: "Brother Li, if you want to see me, you can also ask someone to come over and let me know. I will definitely run to your office and let you see enough."

Li Huaide laughed and scolded, "Okay, stop joking and get down to business. Tomorrow, Jingcheng University will hold an opening ceremony and invite you to sing a song. Let's sing "Chinese."

He Yuzhu asked in confusion: "It's been a week since the start of school, why is the opening ceremony only being held now?"

Li Huaide explained: "Now all freshmen need to undergo military training, so the opening ceremony has been postponed to tomorrow."

"Brother Li, can I not go?"

"What a great opportunity this is. Why not go?"

He Yuzhu hesitated and said, "Brother Li, Jingcheng University is the highest institution of learning in our country. The students there are all the best talents in our country. I, a semi-illiterate, feel a little guilty about singing."

Li Huaide was furious and said, "Why do you feel guilty? You are now the canteen director of our steel mill, no worse than any student of Jingcheng University."

"Besides, you're just going to sing a song, not give a speech. What do you have to be afraid of?"

He Yuzhu smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother Li, don't be angry, I'll go."

"But how should the band solve this problem? Should we go to the music school for help?"

Li Huaide said unhappily, "What are you talking about? Our factory has its own art troupe and its own band. Do we still need to invite teachers from the music academy?"

"Speaking of this, I get angry. Our steel mill obviously has its own band. Why did you go so far to find a teacher from the music school to compose the music for your song? The music school got all the credit for nothing."

He Yuzhu evaded the question by saying, "At that time, the art troupe in the factory was rehearsing their own performances, and I didn't want to disturb them."

Although He Yuzhu said this, he secretly complained in his heart:

"There are only a few members in the factory band. How can their professionalism compare to that of teachers at the music academy? Wouldn't it be a waste of this good song to let them compose the music for "The Chinese"?"

Li Huaide glanced at him and said, "Okay, stop making excuses, kid. Remember to ask your own band teacher to compose music for you next time you write a good song."

He Yuzhu smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Li, my ancestors must have been very lucky to be able to write a song called "Chinese". How could I write other good songs?"

Li Huaide waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this for now."

"Are you free now? If not, go to rehearsal! After all, you're going to perform tomorrow, don't embarrass our steel mill."

He Yuzhu vowed: "Don't worry, Brother Li, I will perform well tomorrow and will never embarrass you."

"What do you mean by not bringing shame to me? It means not bringing shame to our steel mill."

"Brother Li's lesson is that we must never bring shame to our steel mill."

"You're talking nonsense again. Come with me now. I'll take you to the art troupe."

He Yuzhu naturally had no objection, and came to the rehearsal room chatting and laughing with Li Huaide.

Song Rentou, director of the Propaganda Department, immediately came forward enthusiastically, smiling flatteringly:

"We welcome Director Li and Director He to visit the art troupe and guide our work."

As soon as Song Rentou finished speaking, everyone said in unison: "Warmly welcome Director Li and Director He to come and give us guidance."

Li Huaide said expressionlessly: "Old Song, time is tight and the task is heavy, so don't bother with these nonsense things."

"Old Song, can your art troupe's band cooperate with Director He's singing? If not, I can ask the teachers from the music school."

Song Ren said confidently, "Absolutely no problem. Ever since we got the score for the song "Chinese", our band has been rehearsing. We can't say we've mastered it, but at least we're comfortable with it."

Li Huaide said calmly: "Everyone can brag, but we'll know whether it's a mule or a horse after we take it out for a walk."

Song Ren said confidently, "Understood! Teachers, perform it for Director Li and He Yuzhu immediately."

A moment later, the inspiring tune of "Chinese" sounded.

After the song, He Yuzhu was slightly moved because the band played the song very well.

He Yuzhu suddenly realized that he had underestimated the factory art troupe before.

Song Rentou smiled and said, "Director, Director He, what do you think?"

Li Huaide smiled calmly and said, "I don't understand. You have to ask Director He."

He Yuzhu said modestly: "I don't understand music either, but the teachers work very well together, and are no worse than the teachers at the music school."

Song Rentou smiled and said, "Director He, you are too modest. If you don't understand music, then no one in our steel mill would dare to say that they understand music."

He Yuzhu said seriously, "Director Song, you are too kind. I really don't understand music. I just wrote a song by chance."

Li Huaide smiled and said, "Zhu Zi, you can write lyrics, and the teacher from the art troupe can compose music. Your combination is perfect."

"Since you also recognize the ability of the band teacher, then you should rehearse well with them. In the future, you will have a fixed group for performances, and you won't have to hire teachers from the music school."

He Yuzhu smiled flatteringly and said, "The factory director is wise!"

Li Huaide nodded in satisfaction. "You guys rehearse well. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Director, take care!"