Reborn in 1977

Chapter 395: Live Teaching

October 1st was a day of gentle breezes and bright sunshine, a perfect autumn day.

The loudspeaker of the Lujiawan Production Team was broadcasting a program from the county radio station. Well, actually, the county station was relaying programs from the People's Radio Station, and today's programs were all unified.

The announcer's cheerful and excited voice echoed over the village, adding to the festive atmosphere:

"American friends Coverland, Curuth, American friend Adler, and British friend Pat, former U.S. Secretary of State William Rogers and his wife, the American Astronomical Delegation headed by Professor Goldberg, Director of the Kitt Peak National Observatory, the American Cancer Delegation headed by Kaplan Henry, Professor Jacob Schwartz and his wife, Director of the Computer Science Department of the Courant Institute of Mathematical Sciences at New York University, Massachusetts Institute of Technology…"

Many people were walking on the road, listening to the voices from the loudspeakers, chatting and laughing.

"Good heavens, they didn't say a few words about important matters, just read out names."

"Reading names is also an important matter. Mr. Li said that we should make more friends and fewer enemies. So many names mean so many friends."

"How many did they read out just now? Egyptian, Mexican, Ethiopian, Romanian, German Federal Republic, and also Italy, Belgium, Luxembourg, Australia, New Zealand. Counting them, it turns out that there are the most Americans."

"Hey, you didn't waste your time in that study class. I couldn't even understand which countries they were mentioning, but you remembered them all?!"

"What's this? I can recite the names of more than a hundred countries in the world!"

"You didn't do anything else in class, just memorized country names, right?"

"Go, go, go, if this gets out and Teacher Chen hears it, he will criticize me, and I will beat you up. Hey, but speaking of which, back then we shouted to overthrow the American Empire, but now it seems that there are the most friends coming from the American Empire. Times change."

"Now, now, now, your words show that you haven't studied enough. You have to study the meaning of Mr. Li's words carefully. American friends are American friends, and the American Empire is the American Empire. Making friends with American friends and insisting on overthrowing the American Empire are not contradictory."

"This is unity in opposition and opposition in unity, looking at problems dialectically, right?"

"That's right, that's right."

Before long, they arrived at Team 6, and they could see that the riverbank was full of people from afar.

"My goodness, didn't they say it would start at 9:30? It's only just past 8 o'clock, and everyone is already here?"

"Nonsense, who wouldn't want to come early to get a good spot."

"Stop talking, run quickly, or we won't even get a spot on the top of the slope!"

At this time, more and more people gathered here. On the riverbank outside the pier, many people were sitting densely packed, looking down at the two boats parked next to the pier.

One was the large wooden boat that had just been driven back from the Water Transport Company the day before yesterday, and the other was a assembled small boat.

Someone grinned and said, "I used to think that small boat was quite big, but now when it's placed next to the big boat, it looks so small, like an adult with a child."

"What you said is true, the small boat is less than 10 meters long, and the big boat is 24 meters long, almost 3 times as long. It would be strange if they were the same size."

"Hey, there's a tent set up on that small boat. I didn't see it yesterday. When did that happen? What's it for?"

"I don't know."

Someone who had arrived early immediately said, "That's prepared for the people who are performing. But only women are allowed to enter. See, there are female militiamen on duty by the boat, not allowing anyone else to go up."

"Only women are allowed to enter? What about the men?"

"Hey, as long as you old men don't show your bare bottoms, who cares where you change your clothes?"

Someone kindly explained, "The men change on the big boat. Anyway, there are cabins on the boat. If there's not enough space, they can change in the corridor on the back. They're not afraid of being seen."

Some people laughed and said, "Team 6 has pushed out all the dozen or so small boats from their team, and they are all docked behind the big boat. If you want, you can jump onto the small boat to change."

Amidst the noisy discussions, time passed little by little.

In the blink of an eye, it was nine o'clock. Secretary Yang, Captain Zhang, Xiao Liewen, Ye Shubao, Zhang Wenliang, Yang Xingxiu, An Quan… all the coordinators of the brigade headquarters walked up from behind the riverbank one by one, and then walked along a reserved passage towards the temporary pier by the water.

Together with them were two cadres sent by the commune to observe the ceremony.

The leaders naturally had different treatment. The viewing location had already been reserved, right on the temporary wooden pier connected to the big boat.

This platform was also slightly higher than the big boat, making it the best seating for close-up viewing.

On the platform, six square tables were arranged in a row, with teapots, teacups, melon seeds, and peanuts on the tables.

In addition, there were also several plates of autumn cucumbers and tomatoes on the table. The cucumbers were peeled and cut into chunks, and the tomatoes were sliced, then mixed with sugar, making a dish suitable as both a vegetable and a fruit.

This cucumber was not the prickly cucumber commonly seen in later generations, but a cucumber with a smooth skin that turned yellow when ripe. Later, some people called it dry cucumber. Although the skin could be eaten, it was relatively raw, and the taste of the flesh was far less crisp than that of the prickly cucumber.

However, it was still good to pick and eat it shortly after it grew, especially after peeling it and mixing it with white sugar, it had a unique flavor.

The two cadres liked it very much and ate several pieces in a row.

One of them pointed to the handkerchiefs in the square long plate in front of him, the fruit plate on the table, and then to the brightly decorated big boat, and said to Secretary Yang,

"You Lujiawan are really thriving. This is more grand than the commune theater. The big boat is used as a stage, and there are melon seeds, peanuts, and sugared vegetables. I'm afraid even the tea party held by the prefectural committee is not as generous as you. And these hand towels, this is the first time I've seen them. I've never even heard of them before."

The smiles on the faces of Captain Zhang and the others next to him deepened. As expected, every idea proposed by Chen Fan was spot on!

Secretary Yang grinned and laughed, "You're exaggerating, you're exaggerating. We're just using some of our own products to wholeheartedly offer a gift for the National Day. We didn't think too much about anything else."

Another cadre immediately nodded and said, "Secretary Yang, what you said is the point. How well you prepare is one thing, the most important thing is that your intention is in place. Without saying anything else, just based on your intention…"

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the Lujiawan commune members sitting on the hillside, and couldn't help but nod, "And the spontaneous enthusiasm of your commune members. In terms of attitude, I will give you full marks."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Lujiawan Brigade Headquarters smiled.

Every time there was a celebration, several production teams were secretly competing. This time, Lujiawan should be firmly in first place.

The previous cadre looked around, then leaned closer to Secretary Yang and asked curiously, "Where is Teacher Chen?"

Teacher Chen is a legendary figure in Nanhug Commune. Of course, for people like them, his achievements in various fields are certainly worth noting, but the most important thing is his relationship with the prefectural committee. It is said that the health, transportation, and water transport systems all give him some face, which is very rare.

He came to Lujiawan to observe the ceremony today, and this opportunity was snatched by him.

If he could get in touch with Teacher Chen, he might be able to borrow a hand sometime in the future.

But he had been here for so long, and he hadn't even seen Teacher Chen, so how could he build a relationship?

Hearing him ask about Teacher Chen, Secretary Yang didn't care, pointed to the cabin on the big boat, and said with a smile, "Teacher Chen is managing the radio station up there."

Then he explained, "When we were setting up the stage the day before yesterday, Teacher Chen said that it would be best to have a radio station on the boat, so he went to the county to buy a set of radio equipment and installed it on the boat. He is now debugging the machine on the boat."

What he didn't say was that in addition to the radio, Chen Fan also activated the two walkie-talkies of the militia company.

One was installed on the boat, so that they could contact the brigade headquarters at any time, and the other was placed in the brigade headquarters broadcasting room, usually managed by Zhang Cuie. When there was a call, she would respond in time and report to the team leader.

These old-fashioned Type 71 walkie-talkies, if only using the one-meter antenna that comes with the machine, have a reporting distance of only 5 to 15 kilometers, and the talk distance is even shorter, only 3 to 7 kilometers; if connected to a 2.4-meter top-mounted radiating leaf whip antenna, they can report 40 to 55 kilometers and talk 10 to 22 kilometers.

But if connected to a dipole antenna, the talk distance immediately increases to 60 kilometers, which can just cover the range from Lujiawan to the prefectural committee and the county seat. (Checked the information, correct it immediately if it's wrong)

The two walkie-talkies of the militia company are usually not used, so Chen Fan used the banner of contacting the boats at any time to move the two machines out, and when buying the radio in the county, he also bought two sets of dipole antennas.

One set was mounted on the roof of the broadcasting station, and the other was installed on the deck of the boat, establishing a communication channel.

In addition, Chen Fan had the ten small generators used by the team to power the machines moved over to temporarily supply power to the radio, saving the use of the high-power diesel engine in the engine room and wasting diesel fuel.

At this moment, Chen Fan was sitting in the cockpit with his legs resting on the dashboard next to him, chatting with Zhang Cuieo on the radio. "Hey, it's all about balance. Don't just keep studying. It's rare to have a celebration today, so take a day off for yourself. After the broadcast ends, come over here."

Zhang Cuieo: "Okay."

Chen Fan: "I've already sent Little Mare to pick you up. Close the machine and come out; she'll be waiting for you at the door."

It was no secret that Teacher Chen's horse was intelligent in the Nanhu Commune. Sending a horse to pick someone up was a small matter, not worth mentioning.

Over there, Zhang Cuieo packed up her things, grabbed her cloth bag, and hurried out. As soon as she ran out of the gate, she saw Teacher's Chen's horse standing there, with the Eurasian hobby on the saddle, chirping at her.

Zhang Cuieo cautiously approached, bowed to the little mare, "Please, thank you!"

The little mare snorted, turned her body, and brought the saddle closer to her.

Zhang Cuieo glanced at the little mare again, timidly grabbed the saddle, stepped on the stirrup, and struggled to get on the horse.

The little mare took a few gentle steps, and after Zhang Cuieo sat firmly and held on tight, she began to trot back.

Riding like the wind, Zhang Cuieo was already lying on the horse's back, tightly hugging its neck, but her face was full of excited smiles, and from time to time she let out a scream or two, "Woo, this is fun."

Before long, she ran to the entrance of the educated youth spot in Team 6.

The little mare stopped here, and Zhang Cuieo knew it was time to get off the horse, but the way she dismounted was a bit peculiar. She didn't step on the stirrup to get off the horse, but released the stirrup and jumped directly from the horse's back.

Watching the little mare run towards the back of the yard, she hurried towards the dam.

In the cockpit, Chen Fan sat on the high driving stool, his back against the wall, his feet on the dashboard, and he looked at the clock in front of him from time to time.

It wasn't until he saw Zhang Cuieo's figure that he smiled slightly, sat up straight, turned on the radio, and tapped the microphone first.

The loudspeaker on the top of the cabin immediately made two muffled sounds.

The people sitting on the dam instantly quieted down, except for Zhang Cuieo, who was still running towards the dock.

Chen Fan muttered, this girl is not afraid of falling.

Then he said into the microphone, "Leaders, guests, and fellow commune members, good morning, everyone. In another ten minutes or so, the 1977 National Day celebration of Lujiawan will officially begin. Please be prepared. If you have anything to deal with, deal with it immediately. When the program officially starts, please be sure to keep quiet."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter on the slope of the dam.

"What is there to deal with at this time?"

"Can't you hear it? Teacher Chen is telling you to go to the toilet, so you don't run around later."

"Teacher Chen wants you to go to the toilet, hurry up."

"No need to go to the toilet, but I walked for a long time just now, and my stomach is hungry again after eating."

"Then there's no way. Hey, isn't so and so from Team 6 your cousin? Go to his house and get something to eat."

...

Amidst the noise, all the performers began to prepare nervously.

Outside the big boat, in the small punt... This small punt was Team 6's own small punt boat. The assembled boat was behind the big boat, and the two were clearly separated and did not interfere with each other.

The small punt was full of members of the militia company. Together with the women's team led by Yang Xingxiu, they constituted the main force of the annual celebration activities.

Hearing the words from the loudspeaker, everyone began to check their attire and then silently recited the program they were going to perform.

In the tent on the assembled boat, the women were also busy. Jiang Lili sat in the corner, trying to calm herself down, but her heart was pounding non-stop. Where was the generosity and neatness she had when she dared to perform in front of the teachers and students of the whole school back then?

Huang Ying, who was preparing next to her, inadvertently turned her head, saw her appearance, walked over to her without thinking, sat down beside her, and took her arm and said, "Are you very nervous?"

Jiang Lili勉强 smiled, "So-so."

Yang Ju also walked over at this time, sat down on her other side, and said unhappily, "You can't even speak smoothly, how can it be okay."

Then she grabbed her hand, grinned and said, "Just listen to Teacher Chen, and treat the people outside as Chinese cabbage."

Jiang Lili smiled, and before she had time to speak, Liu Dan rushed to her and gestured, "Think about it, our grandparents, grandmothers, grandfathers, grandmothers, fathers, and mothers are all outside. We still have to treat them as Chinese cabbage. You have nothing to do with the people outside, but it's much easier than us!"

Jiang Lili burst out laughing, then quickly covered her mouth, and said, holding back her laughter, "Thank you, I feel much better."

The four girls were talking quietly here. At this time, Zhang Cuieo finally ran onto the big boat, climbed the stairs at the back to the second floor, and then walked into the cockpit, holding the railing.

When Chen Fan saw her come in, he immediately waved, "Come on, you will host today's celebration."

Zhang Cuieo's body suddenly stiffened, and she looked at him with a dazed expression, "I, I host?"

What about the balance between work and rest?

What about the day off?

When Chen Fan saw her appearance, he naturally knew what she was thinking, and immediately coughed and said, "There is nothing wrong with combining work and rest. You relaxed by riding a horse just now, and now it's time to enter a working state."

Zhang Cuieo said with a sad face, "Te-Teacher, I'm afraid I can't."

It's okay to be a broadcaster on weekdays, but today is a big day for the National Day celebration, and there are also commune cadres coming to watch the ceremony. If I host it, what if something goes wrong?

Chen Fan took out a piece of manuscript paper from the drawer and put it next to the microphone, pointed to the manuscript paper and said, "Here, this is the script I wrote for the program. Familiarize yourself with it quickly."

He smiled at Zhang Cuieo, "This is a demonstration for you. If you want to be a good broadcaster, you can't just read the script into the microphone. First of all, you have to learn to write your own scripts, or take the scripts written by others and be able to familiarize yourself with them in the shortest possible time and absorb them into your own."

After finishing speaking, Chen Fan got off the stool, moved the high stool in front of the microphone, and tilted his head at her, "Don't worry, I'm here by your side. This is your best opportunity to practice."

Zhang Cuieo was a little timid at first, but when she heard Chen Fan's next sentence, she immediately jumped on the stool.

Chen Fan stepped aside and said with a chuckle, "I won't limit you from making mistakes. As long as you can satisfy me with your performance today, you can call me master in the future."

Zhang Cuieo sat down on the stool, turned to look at Chen Fan, her eyes shining, "Confirm, is it master, not the master of Zhang master Li master?"

Chen Fan touched her little head, nodded with a smile, and pointed to the clock, "You have ten minutes to prepare."

Zhang Cuieo immediately took a deep breath, picked up the string of words and read it carefully.

Ten minutes passed in a flash, she turned to look at Chen Fan, Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and gave her a thumbs up.

Zhang Cuieo grinned and said, "Master, I recognize you today!"

Then she put away her smile, turned on the radio with a serious face, leaned to the microphone, and said loudly, "Respected leaders, guests, and fellow commune members, hello everyone, the 1977 National Day celebration of Lujiawan is now officially starting."

As soon as the words fell, the commune members on the dam spontaneously applauded.

When the applause stopped, Zhang Cuieo took her eyes back from the manuscript paper and continued, "Now, please invite Comrade Yang Yizhong, Secretary of the Lujiawan Production Brigade, to speak to you, please invite Secretary Yang."

After speaking, she looked at Secretary Yang walking towards the boat, suddenly愣了愣, turned to look at Chen Fan, and said in a low voice, "What does Secretary Yang use to speak?"

Chen Fan stretched out a finger and said in a low voice, "First mistake, when you see this process, you should consider whether the corresponding logistics equipment is complete. You had ten minutes just now, you could have asked me."

Then he pointed to the outside of the window. On the deck, Secretary Yang picked up a microphone from the table in the corner, tapped it lightly twice, and began to speak.

Chen Fan smiled, "I have prepared everything. You have to remember it next time."