Film and TV: Obtain Alpha Dog at the beginning

Soon after the start of the school year, Lin Dongzhe heard the teacher's mistakes in the class and pointed them out immediately. The teacher asked him and Zhuang Xiaoting to do a set of third-grade papers, and then Lin Dongzhe was called to the parents again, but this time Song Ying came back with a smile.

That night, she also cooked two special dishes for Lin Dongzhe to encourage him.

From the next day, Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting went directly to the fourth grade and successfully skipped a grade.

September 16th happened to be Sunday, and many neighbors gathered in the courtyard.

"Old Wu came early enough."

"Haha, you too?"

"Song Ying, when will Haozi's competition start?"

"I heard it starts at 9:30, but I don't know if the TV station will broadcast it."

Yesterday was the opening ceremony, but unfortunately the single-day-off system was still implemented in 1979, and everyone had to go to work, so I didn't see it. It was only when I was watching the news last night that Lin Dongzhe noticed Qin Hao's figure flashing by during the opening ceremony.

This year's National Games rarely adopted the method of live broadcast to meet the national audience, so the neighbors crowded into the courtyard early in the morning.

"Here we are, here we are."

"Why is football broadcasting?"

"There is no way, football is lively and many people watch it."

After a whole day, there was no Go broadcast, and Song Ying and Lin Dongzhe were a little disappointed. Fortunately, around seven o'clock in the evening, they received a call from Qin Hao and learned that he had successfully advanced. Song Ying finally smiled.

"Brother Hao, if you have any rare things in Beijing, remember to bring me some back, and don't forget my gift." Lin Dongzhe shouted at the top of his voice, fearing that Qin Hao could not hear.

"I know, don't worry, you'll be there."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ying grabbed Lin Dongzhe's ear and said, "You only think about gifts every day. I think you look like a gift!"

In the following ten days, Song Ying stayed in front of the TV whenever she had time. Unfortunately, the popularity of Go in China is average, not as good as chess. Chess did broadcast a game of Commander Hu, but Go could only occasionally see the results of Go games in the news.

The only good news is that Qin Hao made it to the finals.

On September 29, CCTV finally broadcast the final of the Go individual competition.

"It's finally here."

"Haozi is going to win the championship again."

"Of course he will. Didn't he also play against Nie Weiping in the last national championship? Haozi swept 3-0. This time he will definitely win."

"That's not necessarily the case. Maybe he was not familiar with Haozi last time. Nie Weiping is a national player after all. He must have worked hard this year to get his face back."

Nie Weiping did practice hard this year to avenge his previous defeat. Unfortunately, his opponent was Qin Hao.

The game ended with a clean 3:0.

The off-site commentator responsible for the broadcast was also stunned by the score.

"It's a pity that Mr. Nie failed to turn the tables at the last moment and lost to Qin Hao with a total score of 0:3, finishing second."

"However, this is good news for Chinese Go. We have welcomed the youngest National Games Go champion in history, Qin Hao, who is only 11 years and 8 months old. Not only him, but also many young players have emerged in this National Games Go project. Ma Xiaochun, who is only 15 years old, Jiang Zhujiu, who is only 17 years old, and Liu Xiaoguang, who is only 19 years old, have achieved quite good results. The future belongs to them and to Chinese Go. I believe that in the near future, we will definitely see them winning glory for the country on the world stage."

Lin Dongzhe jumped and jumped in front of the TV: "Oh, Brother Hao won the championship again."

Neighbors also congratulated Song Ying.

"Haozi is really amazing. He is the champion of the National Games this time."

"Yes, he has a bright future. Song Ying, just wait and enjoy it."

Song Ying smiled so hard that her eyes almost squinted together. She waved her hand and said to Lin Dongzhe: "Go to the store to buy popsicles. One for each person. I will treat everyone."

She slapped a big unity card on Lin Dongzhe's hand. Lin Dongzhe was full of motivation and ran out of the yard in a flash.

Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting were afraid that Lin Dongzhe could not carry it alone, so they took the initiative to help.

Zhang Amei quickly winked at her daughter Xiaomin: "You go and help carry some too."

"Oh." Xiaomin stood up reluctantly.

In the hot summer, the grapes planted in the yard last year have replaced the snake melons and climbed all over the wooden racks. The green growth is pleasing. Unfortunately, it has only been planted for a year and has not yet begun to bear fruit. Only small white flowers are attracting bees and butterflies.

Beside the grapevines, the adults were discussing which athlete on TV was better, and the children were chasing and playing with popsicles in their mouths. Everything was so peaceful.

The next day, Zhuang Tunan brought back a message when he returned home. A red silk banner with the words "Warmly congratulate Qin Hao, a first-year junior high school student of our school, for winning the individual Go championship in the National Games" was hung at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School. It was said that when Qin Hao came back, the school leaders would hold a special celebration party and invite Qin Hao to speak on stage.

People's joys and sorrows are often incommensurable. Some people are about to give a speech in front of the whole school, while others are still depressed because they don't have a red scarf.

In the fourth grade class of the primary school attached to the cotton mill that day, the teacher asked the whole class to teach the lower grade students to tie the red scarf after school. When other students were eager to try, Lin Dongzhe was embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. In the end, Zhuang Xiaoting reported to the teacher. After talking to Lin Dongzhe, the teacher said that he would help him apply to join the Young Pioneers.

As a result, Lin Dongzhe finally became a glorious young pioneer in the fourth grade. As a result, God was unfavorable. It suddenly started pouring rain during the ceremony. The principal arranged for the teacher to ask the students to return to the classroom as soon as possible, leaving only Lin Dongzhe standing alone. Crying loudly under the red flag.

Regarding Lin Dongzhe's experience, Song Ying and Lin Wufeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

As a result, Lin Dongzhe cried even louder, and no matter how much he was coaxed, he couldn't be coaxed.

Just as Lin Dongzhe's cries shook the heaven and earth, he suddenly heard a noise coming from outside the small courtyard.

"Hey, the National Games champion is back."

"Haozi, you won the championship again this time. What appliances are you going to buy for your home?"

Song Ying and Lin Wufeng immediately ran out of time to comfort Lin Dongzhe, and walked out of the door in three steps and two steps at a time. Lin Dongzhe also stopped crying instantly and followed them.

"Aunt Song, Uncle Lin, I'm back."

Lin Wufeng took Qin Hao's luggage and patted him on the shoulder: "Just come back."

Song Ying immediately took Qin Hao into her arms and cried until the rain hit the pear blossoms.

"Okay, Song Ying, stop crying. Haozi must not have eaten yet when he comes back at this hour."

Huang Ling's reminder made Song Ying hold back her tears: "Yes, Hao Zi is hungry. I'll prepare delicious food for you. There is meat and chicken in the refrigerator. How long have you been here? How come you are so thin?" ”

Qin Hao felt warm and helpless at the same time. In fact, it was not that he had lost much weight at all. It was just that he was in the growth period in the past two months and the baby fat on his face had disappeared.

"Brother Hao, you are finally back."

Lin Dongzhe hugged Qin Hao, his chubby face full of hospitality.

"Here, your gift."

Lin Dongzhe took the two pamphlets Qin Hao took out from his arms and opened them. He was surprised and grimaced at the same time.

"Brother Hao, what is the ghost painting in this little book?"

Qin Hao smiled: "This is a Japanese comic. If you don't want it, I will give it to someone else."

This comic was a bet that Qin Hao made when he played chess with Chen Zude in private. He brought it back to his children when he went to Japan to participate in a competition some time ago. Qin Hao won it before he could warm it up, and he just brought it back to Lin Dongzhe. Gift.

"Japanese children also like to read little books?" Lin Dongzhe felt that his world view was impacted.

Qin Hao was happy: "Not only Japanese children, adults also like to watch it."

Wu Jianguo on the side heard this and sneered: "Adults like to see this messy painting? I just deceive you kids."

Lin Dongzhe was unhappy: "Brother Hao never lies to people. How do you know that Japanese adults don't like to watch it if you have never been to Japan?"

Wu Jianguo was a little embarrassed: "I have never been to this kid, and neither has Haozi. Why should what he says be right and what I say is wrong?"

Qin Hao did not argue, but raised his eyebrows at Wu Jianguo: "How about, Uncle Wu, let's make another bet?"

"Go, what kind of bet are you making? I am not as knowledgeable as you kids." When Wu Jianguo thought about the last time he made a bet with Qin Hao, which almost caused his wife and son to break up, he felt guilty for no reason, and ran away as soon as he finished speaking.

There was a burst of laughter in the sky above the small courtyard.

After dinner, the neighbors came to the courtyard early. Before the news started, this period of time became Qin Hao's personal interview, with all kinds of weird questions popping up one after another.

For example, have you gone to the Great Wall and the Forbidden City, have you met an important leader...

However, compared to the previous two times, this time the neighbors were somewhat accustomed to Qin Hao winning the championship, and few people asked him about the competition.

At nine o'clock, since I had to go to work the next day, calm returned to the small courtyard.

Just when Song Ying picked up the broom and prepared to clean the courtyard, Qin Hao took out two bills and handed them to her.

"Is this... a bicycle ticket?"

Qin Hao nodded: "Well, this is my personal championship reward from the Suzhou Sports Bureau. It will take some time to get the reward from the Jiangsu Sports Bureau."

"No. 1 Middle School is a bit far away. You need a bicycle. Lin Dongzhe doesn't need one. It will take him another year to graduate. Besides, with his grades, I don't expect him to be admitted to No. 1 Middle School..."

Before Song Ying could finish her words, Qin Hao interrupted directly: "Aunt Song, the other bicycle ticket is for you, so that you don't have to walk so far to and from get off work, and it is also convenient to buy groceries."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Ying's eyes filled with mist. She held the two bicycle tickets and her lips kept trembling.

"Actually, it's only a few steps to work..."

Lin Wufeng came out of the room and put his arm around Song Ying's shoulders to comfort him: "Okay, just take what Haozi gave you. If you don't need it in the future, you can give it to Lin Dongzhe. If there is smoke from our Lin family's ancestral grave, Lin Dongzhe will be admitted to the first high school." Where is it?”

"Hmph, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave. Dongzhe is also very smart. He can pass the exam with a little effort. Yes, my son will definitely be able to pass the exam." Song Ying wiped away her tears and used her wet hands again. He hammered Lin Wufeng's shoulders and wiped his tears on his clothes.

In the banker's shop next door, Huang Ling was sitting under the light sewing clothes for Zhuang Tunan. Listening to the conversation between Song Ying and Qin Hao in the small courtyard, she felt mixed emotions in her heart.

Last year, Zhuang Tunan was admitted to No. 1 Middle School. She wanted to buy a bicycle for her son, but she couldn't get a ticket. Then she had no choice but to trade the sewing machine her parents gave her as a dowry for a bicycle. Originally, she wanted to leave the sewing machine to her daughter Zhuang Xiaoting as a dowry.

"Song Ying has a good life. She has a good life." Huang Ling was envious but also sincerely happy for Song Ying.

"Mom, why are you crying?" Zhuang Xiaoting asked cautiously.

Huang Ling quickly wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes and said softly: "It's okay, it's just that my eyes are a little sore from sewing clothes for a long time."

"Is everything okay?"

"It's okay. Go wash up and get ready for bed."

"Oh, Mom, don't stay too late. You have to go to work tomorrow morning."

"good."

…

Turning around, there were two brand new bicycles in the small courtyard, which also attracted the attention of many neighbors in the alley.

"Tsk tsk, Song Ying, you are so generous. You bought two bicycles at once." Aunt Li's eyes were full of envy.

Song Ying straightened her chest and spoke the most humble lines in the most arrogant tone: "The bicycle ticket is the reward for Haozi to win the championship. You said that we can't refuse the reward given by the Sports Bureau, and it's not easy to sell it. Then Isn’t it just speculation? I have no choice but to buy them all back.”

Zhang Amei happened to get off work from the street office. She looked at the two brand new permanent bicycles and her eyes widened. Their family didn't even have an old bicycle. Song Ying bought two new ones at once. What a person. More infuriating than popular.

When she got home, Zhang Amei took her anger out on Wu Jianguo and complained all over.

"They are all workers in cotton spinning mills. Look at how Song Ying's family lives, and what our family lives like."

Wu Jianguo was extremely aggrieved, but he did not dare to reply. If he replied now, Zhang Amei would have ten sentences waiting for him.

Seeing Wu Jianguo's useless look, Zhang Amei knew that she could no longer rely on him, so she could only place her hopes on her daughter.

"Xiao Min, from now on you should play more with Hao Zi, and don't always fool around with Hong Bing and Xiao Juan. They are a bunch of poor students. What can you do with them?"

Xiao Min pursed her lips: "Mom, Qin Hao is already in junior high school, and I can't play with him."

Zhang Amei hates the fact that steel cannot be made into steel: "What does it mean that we can't play together? How old are you and you still only think about having fun? Why don't you care at all about studying?"

Xiao Min cried loudly after being scolded, and Wu Shanshan and Wu Xiaojun on the side were even more angry and did not dare to express their anger. Wu Jianguo hurriedly hid in the house to avoid harming Chi Yu. It had been so long since Zhang Amei had been married, this was the first time he had seen her scolding his own daughter like this.

"Song Ying, you have killed me."

That night, when Wu Jianguo went to the small courtyard to watch TV, he quietly pulled Lin Wufeng aside to complain.

"Lin Gong, can you tell your Song Ying to stop being so public? If this continues, our family will not be able to survive."

Lin Wufeng looked confused.