Shen Qiqi stood in front of the deserted bulletin board, her brows furrowed and her face full of worry.

The flyer in her hand seemed to have become useless waste paper, scattered at her feet and fluttering in the wind.

She took a deep breath, turned around and looked at Lu Qing, with a bit of helplessness in her eyes.

"Brother Qing, this publicity effect... seems a little wrong..." she said softly, with a hint of loss in her voice.

Lu Qing walked forward and gently put his arm around her shoulders, "Qiqi, don't worry, we'll find a solution together." His tone was gentle, like a summer breeze, easing the anxiety in her heart.

Shen Qiqi nodded, but she was still uneasy.

She knew that traditional methods were no longer able to attract the villagers' attention, and relying solely on flyers and word-of-mouth publicity was far from enough.

The villagers are accustomed to working and are unfamiliar with the concept of "cultural heritage" and even somewhat resistant to it.

"Perhaps, we need to change our thinking." Shen Qiqi pondered for a moment and whispered to herself.

Lu Qing held her hand tightly, giving her courage and strength. "Just tell me, I will fully support you."

Shen Qiqi took a deep breath, her eyes determined, "I think we need a more impactful way to make the villagers truly feel the significance of cultural inheritance."

She began to formulate a plan rapidly in her mind, and every moment of hesitation made her more determined.

She needed an idea, a creative idea that could instantly catch the villagers' attention.

"The traditional way is no longer effective. We need something that is more down-to-earth and closer to their lives." Her voice became more and more firm, and she seemed to be radiating new vitality.

Lu Qing smiled and nodded, his eyes full of encouragement, "Just go for it, no matter what you think, I will support you."

Shen Qiqi pursed her lips and took a deep breath, as if at this moment, she had found a breakthrough.

"Maybe..." Her words stopped abruptly, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and a hint of confidence appeared between her brows.

She turned to look at Lu Qing, a determined light flashing in her eyes, "I have a solution."

Lu Qing's

Shen Qiqi showed a warm smile, her heart filled with strength.

She knew that a new journey was about to begin.

Shen Qiqi smiled mysteriously, leaned close to Lu Qing's ear, and whispered, "Let's use the radio! Telling a little story every day is definitely more useful than posting notices!" Her eyes lit up, and she was as excited as if she had discovered a new world.

This is the "traffic code" of the 1970s!

When Lu Qing heard this, he immediately clapped his hands and cheered, "This is great! Qiqi, you are so smart!" He seemed to have seen the villagers sitting around the loudspeaker listening with great interest.

The expectations are instantly full!

Just do it!

Lu Qing immediately turned into a man of action, and with his "all-around male lead" attribute, he got a set of broadcasting equipment in less than half a day.

The focused look on his face when he was debugging the equipment made Shen Qiqi's heart flutter.

Hey, men who work hard are the most handsome!

"Qiqi, what do you think?" Lu Qing handed the microphone to Shen Qiqi, with a hint of seeking credit in his eyes.

Shen Qiqi took the microphone and tested the sound gently, "Hello, hello..." A crisp voice came out of the speaker and echoed in the yard.

Several villagers passing by looked in curiously, their eyes full of envy.

"Lu Qing, this boy, really loves his wife!"

"It's done!" Shen Qiqi winked playfully, everything was ready.

As the sun sets, smoke from cooking rises.

Shen Qiqi's sweet voice came from the radio: "Good evening, fellow villagers! Today, I want to tell you a story about the ancestral wood carvings in our village..." She vividly described the exquisite skills of the older generation of craftsmen, her tone sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low, which made people feel excited.

Lu Qing stood aside, looking at Shen Qiqi's glittering appearance, his heart filled with pride and pride.

He quietly held her hand and interlocked their fingers.

Suddenly, the sound on the radio became intermittent, and the crackling noise drowned out Shen Qiqi's voice...

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the Lu family courtyard, but it could not dispel the haze in Shen Qiqi's heart.

On the radio, she was telling the story of the woodcarver in vivid detail. When it reached the climax, there were suddenly a few "hiss" sounds and the signal was cut off.

"What's going on? We were just getting to the exciting part!"

"Yeah, I was listening to it with great interest, why is it silent now?"

"This broadcast is too unreliable, it's better not to use it!"

The villagers' complaints came one after another, like annoying mosquitoes in summer, buzzing around Shen Qiqi's ears.

She looked at the crowd gradually dispersing in the yard, and her heart felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on it, chilling her to the core.

The hope that had finally been ignited seemed to be extinguished by this sudden failure.

Seeing this, Lu Qing hurried over, patted her on the back, and comforted her: "Qiqi, don't be discouraged, it may just be that the signal is not so good. I will go find someone to check it out."

Shen Qiqi sighed deeply, the frustration in her heart like a vine, tightly wrapped around her.

She originally thought that once the radio, this "killer weapon", came out, it would definitely ignite the cultural enthusiasm of the entire village, but she didn't expect to be "backstabbed" by the signal.

She gritted her teeth secretly and decided not to give up! She was a woman who wanted to build a career!

"Brother Qing, go find the village broadcaster, Old Wang, and ask him to help take a look. I'll prepare some new content." She spoke in a firm tone, and her eyes were filled with renewed fighting spirit.

Lu Qing nodded, knowing that his wife was not someone who would give up easily, so he went to find Old Wang without saying a word.

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