Director Han specifically asked Zhang Hongcheng to come to the meeting today. He originally wanted to deal with this guy, but now that he has taken such a big blame for the bureau, he could only say a few words about that "small matter" after the meeting.
After being pointed out by the director, Zhang Hongcheng finally remembered that he had indeed forgotten to do something due to being busy.
He was so busy these days that he just casually reported to the bureau about the task assigned to him by Zhao Sidong, but forgot to submit the subsequent written report.
The land of gentleness is indeed the grave of heroes.
He shamelessly put all the blame on his beautiful wife.
Zhao Sidong's gift was delivered before his wedding, and Zhao Sidong also talked to him about something.
The big boss of the broadcasting system of the Department of Land Reclamation has officially retired. The second-in-command has become the top boss but still doesn't want to be in charge. In addition, Zhao Sidong has run the Land Reclamation TV station very successfully some time ago, and it almost surpassed the provincial TV station. Therefore, Zhao Sidong is expected to be promoted half a level or one level by the end of the year.
So Zhao Sidong wanted to take the opportunity to expand the capacity of the agricultural reclamation broadcasting system.
He went to great lengths to obtain two more sets of radio equipment from the local authorities, intending to open branch agricultural and reclamation stations near Daqing and in the western region.
Zhao Sidong is now busy with the branch station affairs in Daqing, and he can only ask Zhang Hongcheng for help to solve the problem in Jixi.
The reason why he came to Zhang Hongcheng for help was because the biggest problem Zhao Sidong was facing now was that he did not have any extra full-time work quota.
Even the smallest branch station still needs professional announcers, equipment operators and directors.
If you want to achieve results, the people in these positions must work full-time or part-time.
But now that the agricultural reclamation system has just gotten on track, all local bureaus and farms are preparing to work hard, and they are not willing to give the precious off-production indicators to Zhao Sidong.
So Zhao Sidong had to settle for the second best and temporarily set up the branch station at Hongqi Wetland Farm.
Anyway, Zhang Hongcheng has no tasks to generate this year, so there are a lot of people who are off-duty.
Zhang Hongcheng had studied the historical process and thought it would be a good idea to try radio broadcasting at this time, so he agreed immediately.
Now the equipment for the broadcasting system has been delivered to the bureau, but Zhang Hongcheng's written report has been forgotten.
Children's Day in 1977.
A radio band under the name of the former Construction Corps was allocated to the Hongqi Farm Broadcasting Station.
The Agricultural Reclamation Red Flag Station was officially launched.
For the wetland educated youth who were already dizzy from studying, the establishment of the broadcasting station made them extremely excited and they signed up enthusiastically.
In the end, the male and female announcers who won in the announcer category were Lu Li and Guo Shengnan.
That’s right, Guo Shengnan grabbed the position of “male announcer” with her outstanding and elegant neutral voice!
The rest of the people are directors and editors of the broadcasting station. The chief director is Xia Juan and the station director is Zhang Hongcheng.
"This is the Heilongjiang Province Agricultural Reclamation Red Flag Broadcasting Station. We're starting our first trial broadcast..."
"First of all, let us celebrate the arrival of Children's Day and wish all children across the country a happy holiday..."
"Next, please listen to the new song 'Songs and Smiles' specially arranged and rehearsed by Red Flag Radio Station for this Children's Day. The composer and lyrics are Zhang Hongcheng, and the singer is Chu Miaohong, etc...."
“…Please take my song back to your home, please leave your smile behind…”
"On the occasion of Children's Day, ... please listen to the chorus of 'Little Grass' sung by all the educated youth from Class 1 of Hongqi Farm!"
"...This is the Red Flag Broadcasting Station. The next column is excerpts from the labor diaries of educated youth. This issue's diary is from Comrade Zhao Jun, an educated youth from the Red Flag Wetland Farm... We welcome all educated youth friends to submit their works to this broadcast station. The mailing address is as follows..."
“…When I arrived in the Northeast, it was the dead of winter. There was a kind of beauty there that I, coming from the South, could not describe…”
"...the storytelling section has officially begun... 'Lin Hai Xue Yuan'..."
The half-worn radio was missing a corner, and the broken antenna was wrapped limply with black tape.
As the pickup truck kept shaking, the volume of the radio, which was carefully tucked in the middle of the luggage pile, became high and low, but the tone became clearer and clearer.
The wetlands in June show their beauty to the extreme.
There were egrets dancing on the water at the horizon, red-crowned cranes preening their feathers, and hundreds of water birds circling over the meadow.
The white clouds are floating and the blue sky is clear.
As the truck bed swayed back and forth, Duan Yamei felt that her lungs, which were always coughing, felt a lot more relieved.
She is sixty-four years old and has been unable to do any farm work for two years.
She originally thought that she would be thrown into some corner to rot, but what she didn't expect was that her possible final resting place would be so beautiful.
The old lady felt a surge of relief.
"Even if I am buried in this beautiful land, I can still find peace and quiet."
The song on the radio is floating.
The other old lady who had been sitting next to Duan Yamei in a daze finally came to her senses.
Although the old lady was also greedily gazing at the surrounding scenery, she was evaluating the level of the singer on the radio.
"It seems like the voice has been trained, but it's a pity that it hasn't been further developed. Sigh..."
Duan Yamei looked at her with a smile.
"Old Chen, how old are you and still thinking about these trivial things?"
"I've been learning to sing my whole life," said Chen Yinxiu, the elderly woman known as Old Chen. She smiled wryly and shook her head. "I'm almost at the end of my life. How can I change?"
The tall old man sitting opposite them patted the neat little bundle on his knees with his skinny hands and turned his eyes away from the radio.
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