Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

It can be said that Li Yi and the sports team of Jiangwei School have dedicated themselves to this Jiangwei National Games.

This can be corroborated by the tiredness on his face.

Wan Feng laughed when he saw Li Yi's frosty face.

He threw a box of tea flower cigarettes over: "Teacher! Seeing how tired you are, you won't stay up all night, will you?"

"Don't mention it, today is the day you want the answer. Last night, our sports team discussed the sports meeting. We didn't sleep until one o'clock after midnight."

While speaking, Li Yi pushed the roll of paper in front of Wan Feng, picked up a cigarette and took out a cigarette to light.

"Here's the detailed plan for the sports meeting, take a look."

Wan Feng picked up the scrolls and began to carefully read the sports meeting plan they made.

The program of the sports meeting is very clear one by one.

Everything from opening to closing.

The opening and closing ceremonies Wan Feng had no interest in these things. It was nothing more than the colorful flag team gongs and drums team leading the athletes into the arena, and then the leader gave a speech or something.

Nothing new.

There seems to be nothing worthy of attention in the process of the conference.

He mainly looks at selection and project settings.

Project settings are divided into field races and competitions.

In the field competition, there are high jump and long jump, shot put and discus grenade, and the javelin throw is cancelled, and there is no hammer throw or triple jump.

It is not surprising that the hammer throw has basically never shown up in the rural sports meeting.

The javelin is more dangerous. If something happens, it will be tragic, and it is normal to cancel it.

That's all for field events.

There is no selection in the field competition, but there is a standard, that is to say, the qualifying line.

The high jump is 1.2 meters, and the long jump is 4 meters.

The shot put is 10 meters, the grenade is 20 meters, and the discus is 15 meters.

If you can't even meet this standard, then the most important thing is to participate in the game.

In the competition, there are 100 meters, 200 meters, 800 meters, 1,500 meters and 3,000 meters plus two relays of four times one hundred meters and four times two hundred meters.

There is no relay race for the senior group, and no 3,000-meter race for the women's group.

Generally speaking, they are common events in rural sports games, and events that are not common in rural areas, such as hammer throw marathon, are all excluded.

Field races can set standards, but competitions can only be selected.

There are also some performance competitions, such as bottle hanging, two-person three-legged, tug-of-war, wrestling, crutches and so on.

Wan Feng's vision went dark when he saw those mass competitions.

Knock!

Why is there such a thing?

Tug-of-war, wrestling, and abduction, these three items are not time-saving items.

How do you choose wrestling and crutches?

Those who cannot be selected will have to be eliminated one-on-one.

If there are 1,800 people signing up for more than ten rounds of the competition.

And there is no time limit for this thing, if two people bump into each other for half an hour and can't tell the winner, what's the point?

Can't stay so much.

With a swipe of Wan Feng's pen, the wrestling and bumping were underlined.

He also wanted to row out the tug-of-war, but after thinking about it, he stayed.

After all, tug-of-war has too much influence among the people.

Then he announced the registration rules and selection rules to the world, and set the date and place for the selection.

The selection day was set on the 14th and 15th for two days, and it is estimated that the selection could not be finished in one day.

It is estimated that there will be fewer people signing up.

After Wan Feng sent Li Yi out of the factory gate, he turned his head and walked to the office building when he saw two young workers running towards Mr. Wan while shouting to Mr. Wan.

They were two of the young people who asked Wan Feng to sign up that day.

"Mr. Wan! We found out through our investigation that there are a total of 135 members of the Communist Youth League in various departments of our Nanwan Group. This is the list!"

Wan Feng took the list: "Thank you two, what are your names? Which department?"

"My name is Zhang Dali! I'm from the processing department."

"My name is Ji Xiangyu, from the motorcycle assembly department."

These two names are very interesting, one is very popular and the other is very festive, auspicious rain?

"Okay, I remember, you go back first.

"

Zhang Dali and Ji Xiangyu left in a hurry.

There was not much difference between the one hundred and thirty-five members and Wan Feng's forecast.

This is not a small scale to organize a regiment branch.

Wan Feng began to look at the list.

Not to mention that Zhang Dali and Ji Xiangyu are still a bit methodical in their work.

They listed the list very clearly, which department, workshop, and job type are all listed clearly.

He really didn't recognize many of the names on the list, and if someone stood in front of him, he might recognize a few more.

But he couldn't tell who was who just by the name.

But he still knows it.

He knew Yimeng and Xu Meilin.

Xu Meilin will go to further studies in two months and can't take up the position, so let Yimeng be the secretary of the Nanwan Group Youth League branch.

Wan Feng picked up the phone and called the automobile department to find Yi Meng.

Yimeng came running in her overalls, oily and twisted.

"Mr. Wan! Are you looking for me?"

"Yigong, there are more than 130 members of the Communist Youth League in our group. You are a member of the Communist Youth League. Isn't it impossible for so many people to not have an organization?"

Wan Feng threw the question to Yimeng.

Yimeng froze for a moment: "Is there still a group life?"

The Youth League organizations in rural areas are weak, probably only in schools, and almost no one remembers being a member of the Communist Youth League once they leave school.

"I don't know about other places, but I think we should organize this as an organization, do something good on weekdays and organize some activities or something."

"But Mr. Wan! Although I am a member of the league, it doesn't seem to have much to do with me, does it?"

"Who says it's not big, I'm going to appoint you as the secretary of the Youth League branch of our Nanwan Group, this is the list of your organization."

Yimeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mr. Wan! I'm experimenting with pickup trucks, how can I have time for this?"

"You don't have to take part in the test drive yourself. I'll leave this to you. In order to test the combat effectiveness of the Communist Youth League of our Nanwan Group, I will give you a test."

What test?

Of course it is for the sports meeting next month.

"After you organize the Youth League branch, get in touch with Mr. Li Yili of the school and help him successfully complete the first National Games in Jiangwei."

Yimeng finally figured it out.

Wan Feng is using him as a coolie!

Now that the Youth League branch of the Nanwan Group has been organized, the problem of the service personnel for the sports meeting has also been solved.

I can finally be the hands-off shopkeeper.

"Yigong! How has the pickup been running for more than a month?"

"After the last modification, it runs very well now, especially the modified prototype car has run nearly 10,000 kilometers in almost a month, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Wan Feng thought for a while.

"Then build a few more. If the No. 2 car runs 30,000 kilometers and still has no problems, go to the test track to practice. If there is nothing wrong with the test track, go to the ice and snow in the Gobi desert of Xinjiang and Mohe."

"Okay! I'll go then."

"Go."