Hello 1983

  Chapter 125 Commendation Conference

  Bishui County, People's Cinema.

  Today, the layout is extraordinarily grand. Above the rostrum, there is a line of eye-catching characters:

   Bishui County 1983 "Model Worker" and "Ten Thousand Households" Commendation and Award Conference!

  The movie theater with 800 seats was also full, with at least a thousand people pouring in.

   Among them, many people shared a seat, which was even more lively than when watching a movie.

   This movie theater is indeed the largest entertainment venue in Bishui County. In the era of lack of entertainment, spending a few cents to watch a movie is the greatest spiritual enjoyment.

   It is said that the movie "Shaolin Temple", which had a box office of more than 100 million yuan at the ticket price of 10 cents last year, will soon be copied in Bishui County.

  The last time it triggered a movie-watching frenzy was the movie "Wangxiang" produced in the island country the year before last.

  At that time, not only the people in the county town, but even the rural communes and brigades had tractors or large carriages, pulling people full of cars, pouring into the county town and crowding around the cinema.

  As for the reason, it’s funny to say: I don’t know who spread the word, saying that there are shy and provocative scenes in this movie.

  I don’t know if there was that kind of shot in the end, anyway, the audience who came out had red eyes...

  But today is not a popular movie, but a commendation and reward conference, which can arouse people's great interest only because it was still an era of faith.

  Whether it is a model worker or a ten-thousand-dollar household who got rich first, they are the goals of people's learning and respect from the bottom of their hearts.

  Zheng Xiaoxiao is also a member of the audience. After the exam, she waits to hear the results, so she also has free time.

   Originally, I wanted to read idle books in the guest house, but for some reason, my heart was always uneasy, so I asked for a ticket and came here.

  Accompanied by the passionate music, more than a dozen model workers and more than 20 million households lined up in a neat line, walked up to the rostrum, and sat in the second and third rows.

   These people all wear big red flowers on their chests. Among them, there are old people with white hair and some middle-aged people in the prime of life.

  There are workers, drivers, salespersons, and cleaners who have been working on the front line for decades in various industries.

   There are also farmers who face the loess and their backs to the sky, and have dealt with the soil all their lives.

  This is the standard for selecting model workers in the past, and most of them are manual laborers.

  However, in the past two years, the spirit of the above has also been adjusted. Some leaders of factories and mines and business leaders have also joined the ranks because they can create more wealth.

  For example, Li, the boss of the winery, and Guo, the director of the flax factory, are also representatives of model workers this time.

   But among the many representatives, there are two people who stand out the most.

  Because the conference hadn't started yet, the crowd in the audience couldn't help talking softly, and the whispers of thousands of people buzzed into a pot of porridge.

   "Look, look at the model worker sitting on the far left, isn't he too young?"

   "Haha, that's not true, it seems that he is not as old as my second boy, and at most he will go to high school at this age."

   "Maybe his parents are model workers and couldn't attend, so he was called instead."

  If Liu Qingshan listened to it in the audience, he would definitely not be able to help but want to laugh: This second-generation, that second-generation, today I am also a second-generation model worker, is it a second-generation worker or a second-generation model?

  There were also people around Zheng Xiaoxiao who made the same argument. After listening to it for a long time, she finally couldn't help it, and explained to the people around her:

   "That young man is called Liu Qingshan, who goes to No. 1 Middle School. He is my classmate. He is a model worker. He is not participating for his family."

   After she finished speaking, she actually felt strange in her heart, as if she couldn't help feeling a surge of pride.

  Maybe because I am a classmate, I have a sense of collective honor, yes, it must be like this.

   "It's a mistake. How can a high school student become a model worker? At most, it can be rated as a three-good student or something."

   Someone next to him asked another question.

   Zheng Xiaoxiao couldn't answer this question, because she also had the same question mark in her heart.

  Perhaps it was this question that drove her to attend the Model Worker Conference like a ghost.

   How about saying that there are capable people in the crowd, and soon there will be another middle-aged woman to explain everyone's doubts:

   "You don't know, this little Liu is a model worker. Don't look young, he has great skills. He leads a team to participate in the Canton Fair..."

  Amidst the exclamations bursting out from time to time, the middle-aged woman became more and more energetic in her speech, and even Zheng Xiaoxiao listened with gusto.

  Of course Zheng Xiaoxiao knew about her brother's participation in the Canton Fair. It turned out that the stubborn donkey also went with him and made great contributions.

   He even paid a bonus of 100 yuan, so why didn't he even pay back the 12 yuan he owed me? This guy didn't mean to renege on his debt on purpose, did he?

  Besides Liu Qingshan, the most eye-catching one is Liu Jinfeng.

  Among a group of big men with tens of thousands of households, Wanlu is a little bit popular, so it is particularly eye-catching and inevitably sparks some discussions:

   "Look at that little daughter-in-law, she still has a big belly."

   "Female ten thousand households, this is really rare, it really cheers us women up!"

   "When you make a report, you have to listen carefully. How did he become a millionaire?"

   "Yes, if others can do it, so can we!"

  Zheng Xiaoxiao couldn't intervene this time either. She just got in touch with Liu Jinfeng, and she didn't know how he got rich.

  At this moment, Liu Qingshan, who was sitting upright on the stage, felt very novel.

  For him, sitting on the rostrum is not new, mainly as a model worker, this is the first time in his life.

  Looking at the dark crowd under the stage, feeling the warm and solemn atmosphere of the scene, a sense of pride also arises spontaneously from the bottom of my heart.

  I am already a model worker, a model worker in the county, and will become a model worker in the province in the future, a national model worker, a world famous model worker...

  Was immersed in a beautiful reverie, he felt that the big old Li next to him elbowed him: "Qingshan, I drank too much water and want to go to the toilet."

   "You drank half a case of beer by yourself last night and didn't even watch you go to the toilet. You are nervous, just relax."

   Liu Qingshan comforted him.

  Big Lao Li was indeed a little nervous, and it was his first time participating in such an occasion. It was not so easy to relax, so he began to ask for help again:

   "Qingshan, how can you not be nervous?"

   "If it doesn't work, just hum the song in your heart."

  Liu Qingshan has nothing good to do, so he can only try this.

  Big Old Li was really obedient, and started to sing in his heart, but this guy still hummed:

   "At the last model worker meeting, I fell in love with someone, his name is..."

   "Big Old Lee!"

  The county magistrate Wang who presided over the meeting just greeted him: "Old Li, you are going to make a typical speech later, how is the speech prepared?"

  Big Lao Li didn’t bother to sing "Liu Qiaoer", and ran away with his stomach in his arms: "I'll go to the bathroom first."

   This time it was broken, and then stood up several times, everyone was very nervous.

   County Magistrate Wang could only wave his hands helplessly: "Then everyone will go to the backstage first, and then enter the arena when it is unified. Remember your seats!"

  At eight o’clock sharp, the county leaders first appeared on the stage. After taking their seats, the county magistrate Wang tapped the microphone lightly: “Comrades, first of all, let us give the warmest applause to welcome representatives of model workers and representatives of ten thousand households to the stage!”

  Thunderous applause erupted in the entire cinema, and everyone in it would be infected and motivated, and could not help applauding.

  Then it was time to present the awards. Amidst the cheerful and enthusiastic music, the representatives accepted the awards one by one.

  Everyone has a few short introductions to their deeds, and then the leader presents a certificate of award.

  The awards are all already framed, with a picture frame on the outside, which is similar to the photo frames at home, except that instead of a photo, what is placed inside is a beaming award certificate.

  Delegates were full of excitement, holding the frame with both hands, and the frame had to stand up, so they could clearly see the certificate inside.

  Every time a person is introduced, there will be warm applause from the audience, and the whole venue will truly become a sea of ​​joy.

  Liu Qingshan also received his own certificate, holding it in his arms, feeling heavy.

   When the photo was taken, he deliberately stood beside his sister Liu Jinfeng, leaving this meaningful moment.

  After the leader's speech, the representative will speak. This process will last for a day and a half, and it is considered an exchange of experience.

  Last night, Zheng Hongqi approached Liu Qingshan, hoping that he could give a typical speech, but Liu Qingshan declined.

  Liu Qingshan's reason is very real: Jiapigou has only been in development for half a year, and it is only the beginning of success, not mature experience.

   Zheng Hongqi also deeply agrees, and his research report has only just begun.

   Although Liu Qingshan did not make a typical speech, Liu Jinfeng's speech received a very enthusiastic response.

  During her speech, she was interrupted several times by enthusiastic applause.

  Everyone feels that these methods are really effective, highly operable, and have great reference value.

   Just like that, after the two-day model worker meeting is over, the three sisters can finally go home.

  That’s right, the three sisters, besides Liu Jinfeng and Liu Qingshan, Liu Yinfeng also finished the exam.

  Because the senior high school exam was the latest, Principal Xu organized teachers to review the test papers overnight and count the results.

  Liu Qingshan led his two sisters to the transportation company. The jeep had already been brought back by Li Guoxin, and it was stored in the garage here.

   "Wow, big sister, Sanfenger, your certificates are so beautiful!"

   Liu Yinfeng's final grades were good, so she was in a good mood. Looking at the award certificates in the two frames, she took out a small paper tube without embarrassment. After unfolding, there was also a certificate inside.

   "First in grade, second sister, you are really amazing."

  Liu Qingshan glanced at it, and immediately bluffed. He was really happy for the second sister. If it continues to develop like this, it will be a key university.

   "It's still not as good as the certificates for model workers and million-dollar households."

  Liu Yinfeng's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she was not very satisfied with her achievements.

  But soon, her face became happy again: "When you get home, hang your certificates in the middle, and mine will be posted next to it."

   These days, no matter what awards they get, they must be hung on the wall. It is a symbol of honor and the glory of the family.

  Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head: "How can I do that? When I get home, I will find a frame and put your second sister's certificate on it, and hang it in the middle. This can represent future college students."

  Liu Yinfeng pursed her lips when she heard that, the second sister's smile was really pretty.

  She waved her hands happily: "No, no, how can I be special? Otherwise, the three of us, sisters, should be arranged in order according to age and certificate of merit."

  Liu Qingshan laughed loudly: "Haha, Second Sister, then you are still in the middle!"

  The three of them were happily heading home. In the classroom of Class 1 and 2 of Senior High School, Zheng Xiaoxiao was staring at the report card in a daze.

   Second place, I only got the second place in my grade!

  Who is the first place? Could it be Shi Cheng? It shouldn't be. During the midterm, I pulled him by nearly 50 points?

   When the homeroom teacher announced the first place, Zheng Xiaoxiao's eyes widened and he almost exclaimed loudly:

  Stubborn donkey!

  (end of this chapter)