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Chapter 139 If Miracles Have Color

On November 11, the Yanda Drama Troupe's performance at the China Youth Art Theater came to a successful conclusion with enthusiastic responses.

The enthusiastic audience clapped their hands, and the applause was as loud as a tide.

Seeing this scene, Bai Ruoxue and all the other members of the drama troupe were extremely excited, and the theater leaders were also surprised and delighted.

The decision was immediately made to "buy" their adapted script of Under the Hawthorn Tree for the theater to use and perform.

The amount is not small, exactly 50 yuan.

After discussion, Bai Ruoxue, Yingda and others decided not to spend a penny and gave the money to Fangyan at the dinner table.

Things developed too suddenly and were beyond Fangyan's expectations. He didn't expect that money would be delivered to his door just for a meal.

"I accept your sincerity, but I won't take the money."

Fangyan waved his hand and said, "This is what your drama team deserves."

"Teacher Fang, I know you are a man of high moral character, but please accept it anyway. This is also a token of our appreciation."

Bai Ruoxue looked left and right.

"Yes, Teacher Fang!"

"That's right. Our drama troupe is where it is today thanks to your novel and guidance. Otherwise, we wouldn't have won such a high ranking in the National Drama Art Festival, and we wouldn't have been able to perform in the Great Hall of the People. And you only charged us one cent."

"Yes, we have the opportunity to perform at the Huaxia Youth Art Theater because of your recommendation. We have already received the appearance fee, and we cannot ask for more than 50 yuan."

"........."

Yingda, Tang Shengnan and others expressed their opinions one after another with sincere tones.

Bai Ruoxue revealed another piece of news. Because the drama troupe had brought honor to Yanda University and was very successful, the school decided to integrate the drama troupes of the History Department and the Law Department with them as the core to formally establish the Yanda Drama Club, with Yingda as the president and her as the vice president.

And all this is thanks to "Under the Hawthorn Tree".

"How about this."

After repeated refusals, Fangyan came up with a plan.

According to the rules of the industry, 30% of the drama adaptation fee goes to the original author and 70% goes to the scriptwriter. Since the Yanda Drama Club is about to be established, I might as well take out 70% of it and donate it to the club as funds to support their future performance activities.

"Teacher Fang!!"

The drama troupe members couldn't help but be moved.

Bai Ruoxue then suggested adding "Fangyan" or the pen name "Yanzi" to the name of the newly established drama club to express her gratitude for Teacher Fang's care and help.

Otherwise, I will never be able to repay Teacher Fang’s kindness!
"You guys."

Fangyan was about to open his mouth when he saw Han Yuemin suddenly appear. He was late as he had been delayed in closing his stall.

Fang Hong pointed to the empty seat that had been reserved for him.

"How's it going, Leapman?"

"Not bad, pretty good."

Han Yuemin smiled and whispered about today's battle results.

When I first opened the stall, business was very slow. The high prices of the T-shirts scared people away. But when the Chinese women's volleyball team won their first match 3-0 and easily swept the South American women's volleyball team, Brazil, business gradually improved. One or two pieces at a time, they slowly started to sell.

Moreover, it also boosted the sales of socks and pants.

"This is just the beginning. If our women's volleyball team continues to win, more and more people will come to visit us." Fang Yan lowered his voice and said, "Brother Han, is the banner I asked you to make ready?"

"It's already done. Will it be sent out tomorrow?"

"No hurry, the time is not yet."

"Iwako, when was that?"

Han Yuemin said excitedly that as long as the banner slogan was put up, the T-shirt business would definitely be taken to a higher level.

"Brother Han, look at you, you're anxious again."

Fang Yan shook his head and laughed, "Wait a little longer."

…………

The competition system of the Women's Volleyball World Cup adopts a single round-robin format, that is, all participating teams play against each other once. There are a total of 8 teams in this session, so each team will play 7 games, and the ranking will be determined based on the final points.

The whole country is paying close attention to this women's volleyball match.

Even CCTV broadcast the event live via international communications satellite from the 6th to the 16th.

During the competition, the world's top three women's volleyball teams, the United States, Japan, and China, all demonstrated their top-tier strength and won consecutive games.

The Chinese women's volleyball team was advancing with great strides. After winning the first match against Brazil, they went on to win against the Russians, South Korea, and Bulgaria, winning four games in a row. Han Yuemin's business became more and more popular, and he even provided private customization services.

On the back of the T-shirt, you can embroider your own name or the female volleyball player you support.

For example, Coach Lang, “Lang Ping”.

Of course, this is another price.

After defeating Cuba again, they finally met the American women's volleyball team in the sixth game. At this time, the American team had defeated the host Japanese team 3-2. As long as they defeated the Chinese women's volleyball team, they would basically lock in the championship.

This battle is a life-and-death battle for the Chinese women's volleyball team towards the championship.

On the day of the competition, not to mention speaking in dialect, the entire editorial department and the entire publishing house put down their work and listened to the radio attentively.

In the end, the Chinese women's volleyball team defeated the American women's volleyball team with a big score of 3 to 2, winning six games in six. Awesome Glass!

For a time, Yanjing was in an uproar and the whole country was in an uproar.

In the last game, as long as we can defeat the Japanese women's volleyball team known as the "Oriental Witches", we will be the world champions!
At such an important moment, the courtyard was packed with people.

Fangyan carefully moved the TV to the yard.

I saw neighbors on all sides and in the neighborhood, all of them had brought benches and stools to grab a seat. If there was no place to sit, they either stood or squatted. Some even climbed up the walls and roofs, staring at the TV with their eyes wide open.

Even if you can't see the picture clearly, it's okay as long as you can hear the sound.

This is the atmosphere of watching the game together!
Alone Better Together.

"It's out! The picture is out!"

"Yanzi, hold on for a while."

"Yes, I'll get the antenna for you later." "Why not just tie a piece of bacon to it?"

"Don't they say that hanging meat is useless, and it only works when people touch it?"

"That's not the case. Go get some bacon..."

Neighbors came out one after another and took a piece of bacon from their homes, and as a result, they brought back more than a dozen pieces at once.

Fangyan tied the bacon to the outdoor antenna and went to the good seat in the middle of the first row that his little sister had reserved for him.

"Brother, what should we do if the Japanese team strikes like a bolt from the blue?" Fang Yan said worriedly.

"Everything shown in TV dramas is fake."

Fangyan flicked the little sister's forehead and said, "Besides, they have the thunderbolt from the blue sky, but our women's volleyball team has the nuclear weapon 'Lang Ping'!"

"That's right, one hammer and one thunder, it's really an iron hammer!"

Fang Hong told the newspapers what they said about Lang Ping at the time, and then asked in a low voice, "How is Yuemin doing?"

Fangyan smiled and said, "Sister, everything is fine over there. Brother Han said that the sewing machine is smoking because of the operation. He just regrets that there is not enough fabric."

"Really?!" Fang Hong couldn't help but be shocked.

"Of course, many people from other provinces come to buy goods."

Fangyan said, "After the competition is over, I'll take you to his new stall and take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, the host on TV announced the lineups of the Chinese and Japanese women's volleyball teams, and the final officially began.

China, Japan and the United States are the three strongest teams in the world women's volleyball team. They have very different technical styles and playing methods that counteract each other, and the three teams have won and lost against each other.

But in general, the Chinese team is afraid of the American team, the American team is afraid of the Japanese team, and the Japanese team is afraid of the Chinese team. Now, the Chinese women's volleyball team has defeated the American women's volleyball team, but they can't beat you, the "Oriental Witch"?
In the first two games, the Chinese women's volleyball team easily won with scores of 15-8 and 15-7. However, in the third game, they were already leading with 10-4 and were about to win with a big score of 3-0. However, the Japanese women's volleyball team fought back and scored 6 points in a row to tie the score at 10-10.

"Ugh!"

"Pity!"

Everyone sighed in regret as they watched the Japanese women's volleyball team win the game.

Similar scenes also occurred in the dormitories of Yanda University.

Bai Ruoxue, Tang Shengnan and others gathered around the radio, not daring to breathe. When they heard that the Japanese team had won the fourth game and dragged the Chinese women's volleyball team into a life-and-death battle, they became restless and tense.

At the beginning of the fifth game, the "Oriental Witch" played like crazy and took a 4-0 lead at the start, and the competition on the field became fierce.

"We won't lose, right?"

"Bah, bah, bah, you crow's mouth! How could we possibly lose?"

"That's right, based on the goal difference, we are already the World Cup champions."

"But even if the women's volleyball team won the world championship, they lost in such a reversal, the quality of the gold medal feels insufficient."

"And we lost to Japan!"

Just as Bai Ruoxue and the others were talking at once, the situation changed. The Chinese women's volleyball team became more and more courageous in the face of adversity.

It turned into a see-saw battle, 11 to 11, 12 to 12... 15 to 15. In the end, Lang Ping scored with a strong attack and Sun Jinfang scored with a block, scoring two points in a row to win the crucial game 17 to 15 and win the World Cup Women's Volleyball Championship with a perfect record.

"Win, win!"

"champion!"

"We are the champions! Champions of champions!"

In an instant, not only the dormitory, but the entire girls' dormitory erupted in screams that shook the sky.

In the passionate and noisy atmosphere, Bai Ruoxue could not remain calm and followed her roommates in hugging, cheering and shouting.

At this time in Yanyuan, many people were running wildly. The leaders were even wearing T-shirts, waving red flags, and running along the way to tell others.

Bai Ruoxue and Tang Shengnan held hands and ran out of the dormitory.

Wherever I went, I saw students waving flags and cheering.

"Long live the Chinese women's volleyball team!"

"Long live the women's volleyball team! Long live China!"

"Learn from the women's volleyball team, unite and revive China!"

Someone in the crowd kept shouting, and other students followed suit, the sound was deafening and reached the sky.

After all, this is the first gold medal for the Chinese women's volleyball team!
But China's three major sports reached the top for the first time, a breakthrough from zero!

It is a world championship that is enough to make the whole country famous and let the whole world recognize China again!

The shouts of hundreds of millions of Chinese fans across the country who are waiting in front of their televisions and radios will be frozen in the waves of history.

In Yanjing, streams of people spontaneously flocked to Tiananmen Square, and the scene was quite grand!
It was really a place with loud gongs and drums, blasting firecrackers, waving red flags, and huge crowds of people!
Bai Ruoxue felt that she was constantly stepping on other people's feet, and others were also constantly stepping on her feet. In this way, she was pushed to the outermost edge of the crowd. She heard someone singing in her ear:
"A big river with wide waves..."

“This is the homeland of heroes!”

“It’s where I grew up.”

"In this ancient land,"

“The power of youth is everywhere!”

At this moment, she accidentally saw two banners, and the words on them immediately attracted her deeply:
"If miracles have a color, it must be Chinese red!"

"Sincerely congratulate the Chinese women's volleyball team for winning the championship!"

Looking again, there is a street stall under the banner. Why does the stall owner’s face look so familiar? Isn’t that Han Yuemin!
The person who was talking and laughing with him seemed to be Teacher Fang!

"Brother Han, how are your preparations going?"

Fang Yan glanced at the crowd rushing towards them, and before leaving, he asked, "Have you memorized the script?"

“I’ve memorized them all.”

Han Yuemin swallowed his saliva and said, "Yanzi, will there really be reporters coming?"

Fangyan patted his shoulder and said, "Some enthusiastic anonymous people have already called the newspaper to inform it."

(End of this chapter)