Chapter 455 Proposal
The food and taste of the provincial capital state-owned restaurant were very good. Maybe because she was really tired, even Lin Anan ate a big bowl of rice.
When we arrived at the Provincial Department of Culture, the sun was setting on the five-pointed star on the roof of the office building.
"Why are you more nervous than me? I'm just going to get a document as proof." Lin Anan said with a smile.
Xiao Zhu tightened his grip on the steering wheel and said, "Teacher Lin, we'll wait for you outside."
"Okay, then Editor Liu, come in with me."
Seeing that the other two were very nervous, Lin Anan didn't force them and wanted to take Editor Liu in for a walk.
At the registration desk in the lobby, an officer in a navy blue uniform took Lin Anan's military district ID to review it. "Translator Lin, Director Ding is in the small conference room at the back of the second floor. He told you to go up directly."
"Thanks."
The main building of the Provincial Department of Culture is a two-story building with red bricks and green tiles, and it looks quite historical.
Arriving at the small conference room, Lin Anan knocked on the door.
"Come in."
When she pushed the door open and went in, Director Ding was talking to a man in a gray Zhongshan suit. When he saw her coming, he immediately stood up and said, "Teacher Lin, you've come at the right time. This is Section Chief Wang from the Civil Affairs Department's Double Support Office. I heard that you want to connect the military region and the art troupe, so I had to come and ask for your advice."
"I don't deserve your advice, let's learn from each other."
Lin Anan shook hands with Section Chief Wang and noticed that there was a thin layer of calluses on the base of his thumb. It didn't look like the calluses of someone who worked in an office, but rather like someone who held a gun all year round.
Director Ding took out a red-headed document from the drawer: "This is the appointment letter for the cultural consultant. Take a look. The appointment period is from today until the end of the exhibition."
"no problem."
On the next page of the appointment letter is a certificate of “Coordination of Military Affairs” stamped by the Provincial Department of Culture.
"Teacher Lin, we will send an official letter to the military district office later, which will also facilitate your subsequent work development."
"OK."
Director Ding personally poured tea for Lin Anan and the other person, and motioned for them to sit down and discuss the details.
Lin Anan sat down and took the opportunity to take out his notebook, “By the way, I have a little idea here.
Do you think it is possible to consider adding an "interactive area"? For example, let the people try on military uniforms, dress up as soldiers, take photos with soldiers, etc., to increase the empathy and interaction between the military and the people, and remember and commemorate the martyrs and heroes...
This is the location of the exhibition area I marked. It is on the left hand side of the entrance, opposite the publicity and recording counter. Do you think this flow is reasonable? "
"It's reasonable, too reasonable!"
Director Ding thought Lin Anan’s ideas were very novel and unconventional.
"Teacher Lin is indeed a creator. His ideas are different from ours. He even thought about the exhibition area's movement lines in such detail. What do you think, Lao Wang?"
Section Chief Wang blew tea from his enamel cup and glanced at his notebook. "Aren't you going to join the art troupe? The art troupe has many firearm models for performances. Why don't you ask them to bring them on the day of the exhibition and use them as props for the military and civilians to take photos together, and talk about history at the same time."
Director Ding slapped his thigh and said, "Can we add some old military uniforms? Military uniforms from different eras with corresponding firearms will be more memorable and can reproduce history!"
"This is a good suggestion." Lin Anan took out a pen and took note.
The few of them discussed for a while.
Editor Liu also put forward some opinions from the perspective of a print media person. Perhaps because he has been with Lin Anan for a long time, his ideas were unique and they were actually included.
By the way, he also secured opportunities for Yingyuan Publishing House to follow up and report.
When he came out of the meeting room, Editor Liu felt that his feet were a little light.
"Teacher Lin...why do I feel this is so unreal?"
Lin Anan was amused by his appearance, "You were talking so happily just now, but now it's not real? Let's go back and have a rest. We should go back tomorrow."
"Okay."
At six o'clock the next morning, the provincial capital was still shrouded in fog, and Lin Anan and his group of four set off.
The child is still young, and she misses him terribly after only two days of being out.
Lao Zhou handed the breakfast to everyone, "Teacher Lin, this is the sugar-coated steamed buns I bought at the state-owned restaurant early this morning. They are still hot. Please try them."
"Thanks."
The car window was rolled down a crack, and morning mist mixed with a faint smell of coal smoke poured in.
After breakfast, Editor Liu took out a newspaper from his canvas bag and said, "This is today's newspaper. Look who this is."
Lin Anan took a glance and was immediately attracted.
The headline on the front page reads [Northwest Military Region's "Iron Great Wall" Exercise Completed Successfully], and in the accompanying picture, Chu Mingzhou is wearing a military uniform, standing upright next to a tank with a stern expression, looking both serious and sharp...
So handsome!
Lin Anan took the newspaper and read the contents carefully. She stroked his slightly pursed lips with her fingertips and suddenly felt very proud.
This person is really... doing great things quietly?
At 10:30 in the morning, the car drove into the Northwest Military Region compound.
The red flag fluttered in the wind, emitting a dazzling warm glow in the sun. The sentry at the door saw that it was Lin Anan and raised his hand to salute in a standard military salute.
As soon as the car arrived at the door of the house, Lin Anan saw Lin Zihuai running towards her in a hurry.
"Zi Huai."
"Sister, are you back?"
Lin Zihuai paused and greeted Editor Liu and others.
"Why are you running? What happened?"
Lin Zihuai hurriedly shook his head and said, "Du Juan designed a set of costumes for "Blood Plum in the Pit". She didn't have time to make them, so she brought them back and asked her mother to help her deal with them. I'm here to get them.
The first audition is about to start, sister, do you guys want to go and see it?"
Seeing that Editor Liu and the others were looking at him, Lin Zihuai thought quickly and decided to invite them all.
Lin Anan happened to have something to do with the art troupe, so she immediately agreed.
"Let's go take a look together and check it out."
Editor Liu and the other two were flattered. This was an artistic performance related to "Spine". How could they dare to censor it for the art troupe? It was a great honor to be able to watch it.
"Thank you, Mr. Lin and Comrade Xiao Lin, for the invitation. Let's go and take a look."
Mother Lin heard some noise at the door. When she opened the door, she saw so many people...
"Zi Huai, why is your forehead full of sweat?"
"Mom, have you finished altering the costumes for the performance?"
"Okay, okay, mom will get it for you."
Zhuangzhuang was sleeping in his little cradle, and Lin Anan hurried over to take a look.
There was also a baby next to him, who was Zhao Xiangjun's daughter. Both little ones were fair and clean, very pretty, and one was sleeping more soundly than the other.
"He just fell asleep a while ago and was very well behaved." Zhao Xiangjun said in a low voice.
Lin Anan smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work. I've been busy these days, and I'll be fine once I'm done."
"Why should I bother? I just want to look after the children. It doesn't matter if I look after one child or two children."
Lin Zihuai got the clothes and made sure there was no problem, then he called Lin Anan and left.
"An An, take your time. Come back for lunch after you finish reading. Editor Liu, come too!"
"Mom, I understand."
"Okay, thank you, auntie."
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