After dinner, they sent the reporters back and the four of them walked back to the government compound together.

Gao Yuanming was still a little unfamiliar and excited about this feeling, and said with a smile: "Secretary Huo, it seems that our Qianfu Town will become famous again this time!"

Huo Qianli smiled and said, "If we do things well, we will become famous. If we don't do them well, we will become embarrassed. Don't think that these reporters are just joking with us now. When there is really bad news, they will not care about the attitude of a town-level government like us."

His words were somewhat alarmist, but he had to warn them.

It seemed as if these people all believed that Liu Xiaoyu and the others were here just to flatter them, which was not acceptable.

Media opinion has always been a double-edged sword, and Huo Qianli is very clear about this.

After hearing Huo Qianli's knocking, the other three people looked serious, nodded slowly, and took it seriously.

In the following few days, Liu Xiaoyu and her colleagues were very busy. Since they wanted to report this incident, they began to visit various villages and collect materials.

When the time comes, this performance will hit the mark;

When things are in order, the atmosphere is clear and upright;

This contrast, this effect, isn’t it?

......

Saturday of the second week, Jinma Village, Village Committee.

"Hurry up, hurry up, grab a seat!"

"What era is this? What's the point of watching a play?"

"You know nothing. That's Li Baiqing's apprentice. The town paid a huge price to hire him!"

"He's just Li Baiqing's apprentice, he's so big, he can't finish it all!"

A young man was muttering to his companions while looking at the figures running towards the village committee in other directions, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace quietly.

A few minutes later, he grabbed a seat in the front row and sat down on the stool. He breathed heavily and looked around with a sense of contentment, peace and pride.

In front of the original flagpole, a simple platform was built with a red carpet, and behind it was a plastic spray painting with a few large characters written on it: Qianfu Town Rural Culture.

People from Jinma Village and Mingfeng Village were still arriving one after another, men and women, old and young. The very old were supported, and the very young were held in arms, as if the play life of more than ten years ago was replaying itself.

Those who were holding babies or using crutches naturally came slower.

Those who are lucky or know how to arrange things will have their men help them grab seats, while those who are not lucky can only stand by and watch.

Most of the people sitting there did not stand up to offer their seats. They had worked hard to get to these seats, so why should they give up their seats if they were not relatives or friends?

Next to the young man stood a young woman holding a child.

The woman's belly is slightly protruding, not because of a bad body shape, but because she wants to use her waist and abdomen to compensate for the weight of the baby and relieve the pressure of not being able to hold the baby.

She glanced at the indifferent man, not feeling sad at all, but silently shrugged the child upwards and changed her position.

Almost everyone had arrived. Soon, the village chiefs of Jinma Village and Mingfeng Village came on stage together and took the microphone to say a few words to thank the town committee and government, and to the artists who came to perform.

Fortunately, the two were tactful and gave up the stage after a few words.

A rather handsome young man walked onto the stage, bowed to everyone, and waved the fan in his hand, "Hello everyone, my name is Min Tianhao."

Judging from the professionalism of the storytelling, Ichiban's storytelling is actually not that good, far behind his teacher Li Baiqing. However, for many people at the scene, it still created a great atmosphere.

The main content tells a story about respecting the elderly and loving the young.

It is hard to say how far-reaching the impact will be, but at least many elderly people with crutches and women holding children found seats.

The real highlight of the performance came from the local comedians from Shuzhou who were invited by the old man with the bulging eyes to help out.

They may not be very famous, but they all have extremely rich performance experience.

With just a few simple plots and actions, the unnecessary exaggeration and comparison are brought to life vividly and profoundly.

The heartless people were laughing, those who were ridiculed to the core were blushing, and those who were already unhappy about this matter had a look of indignation on their faces, as if they had found an outlet for their long-suppressed emotions.

It's like this with many things. Normally, I don't have the courage or guts, so I have to suppress it myself. But once I have support, it's like a spark falling into a pile of firewood, and it will ignite at once.

After the performance, Liu Xiaoyu looked at the people who were leaving the stage one after another, laughing and joking, and asked Xiao Yao beside her, "It seems that it didn't have much effect?"

Xiao Yao smiled and said, "According to Lao Huo, this performance doesn't have to have the effect of instant enlightenment. It just needs to plant a seed in everyone's heart and slowly start to accept this matter."

"He's going to come up with another trick later, right?" Liu Xiaoyu snorted, and complained while packing up her equipment, "This guy is just cunning, and he has a lot of tricks to trick people."

Xiao Yao silently pulled the corner of his mouth and dared not say anything. It would be better for him not to get involved in such a story of love and hatred. Besides, he still thought Jiang Qingyue was pretty good.

Two days passed in a flash in the busyness.

Just as the villagers were reminiscing about the excitement of the past two days, a notice came down from the town.

A moral model selection campaign is carried out throughout the town. Each village nominates three people, and the town neighborhood committee recommends three people, with case studies attached. The selection is conducted publicly by a judging committee.

The selected families will be personally awarded by town officials. Each family will receive a certificate, a trophy, and 20,000 yuan in cash, and will also be praised throughout the town.

For a moment, the whole town was in an uproar.

And when the selection is over, the promotion of the red and white councils and village rules and regulations will be a natural process without encountering too many obstacles.

Gao Yuanming, who was in charge of this matter, sat in Huo Qianli's office and looked at Huo Qianli with admiration.

He never imagined that one day grassroots work would be so easy to do, without having to run around or talk too much, and everyone would naturally accept the government's policies and arrangements.

"Secretary Huo, your arrangement is great. I used to think that your achievements in Hushan Village were accidental, but now it seems that your work philosophy is really far ahead of us!"

This kind of almost straightforward flattery does not require much technical content and obviously contains more truth.

But Huo Qianli didn't care about his flattery. He looked at Gao Yuanming and smiled, "Didn't you want to show off your skills before? Now the time is almost right."

Gao Yuanming was stunned, Huo Qianli smiled and said: "The knife is sharpened, it's time to get down to business!"