Tan Jiong has been working at the Beijing Daily for two years since graduating from the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University.
This is the first time he has returned to his hometown for an interview.
Originally, he was the only one scheduled to conduct this interview, and he was to go among the educated youth who had been sent to the countryside to take photos and collect materials.
But he didn't expect that Teacher Qiu, who had not much interest in this subject, would suddenly change his mind and squeeze into the same bus with him.
In March, buses in the Northeast travel very slowly, and the muddy roads in the countryside are full of potholes and unmelted snow.
There were even long stretches of road that were still frozen solid.
The driver had to get out of the car every time he drove a certain distance to check whether the iron chains tied to the wheels were loose.
It was stuffy inside the car and cold outside.
There is no doubt that Teacher Qiu is carsick.
"I'm getting old after all!"
Qiu Jiqu smiled bitterly and told Tan Jiong, who was worried, not to worry about him.
"Back when I was fighting guerrilla warfare in this forest, I was so fast."
"Even if we have to lie on ice and eat snow, we can still fight the Japanese in the wild for two days and two nights."
"But after sitting in an office for decades, I finally have to admit that I'm getting old."
Teacher Qiu was Tan Jiong's university mentor and also the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper.
His listless look at the moment made Tan Jiong extremely regretful. He regretted that he should not have been soft-hearted and agreed to let Teacher Qiu come along.
"Teacher, there's a small country bus stop ahead. The bus will probably stop for a while. Why don't you get off and get some fresh air?"
Qiu Jiqu thought about it and decided to give up. He really didn't want to move.
The shuttle bus was swaying and parked not far from the supply and marketing cooperative.
As soon as the car door opened, the people in the car immediately rushed out.
Each one of them was gasping for breath like a fish that had just come ashore.
Seven or eight people got off the bus at this stop, and the bus seemed less crowded.
But soon seven young people got on the bus, and they were obviously educated youth.
Some passengers saw that these educated youth were holding musical instruments in their hands and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Hey guys, it's so cold, what are you doing with all these things?"
The young man who was the leader among the seven educated youth smiled naively.
"We are the Jixi Educated Youth Art and Literature Propaganda Team, and we go to remote villages to promote performances."
An educated youth in the car immediately interrupted.
"I've heard of you guys. It seems like you've been out for almost a month?"
When the passengers on the train heard this, they all started talking about it, saying that these educated youth had suffered a great deal.
As a reporter, Tan Jiong's ears immediately pricked up, not missing a single word in these people's conversation.
But Qiu Jiqu watched the movement in the car calmly.
Fortunately, none of those educated youth even looked at him and Tan Jiong.
The bus traveled another ten miles and its speed suddenly dropped to the slowest.
Because there were dense crowds of people on the country road ahead, all of them were educated youth wearing coats and various dog-head hats.
The roadside was lined with red flags, and hundreds of educated youth were busy clearing the snow and ice from the road.
Although there were few vehicles these days, there were still horse-drawn carriages and donkey-drawn carts, and soon the road was crowded.
The shuttle bus slowly passed by the snow-clearing construction site.
An educated youth sitting in the passenger seat leaned over and shouted with a smile, "The educated youth from Jixianshan Forest Farm salute the educated youth from Xingkai. Thank you for your hard work!"
Many educated youth who were cleaning the road smiled, put down their tools and waved to him.
"Serving people!"
Everyone in the car laughed, including Qiu Jiqu and Tan Jiong.
The male educated youth who led the art and literature propaganda team also stuck his head out and shouted with a smile.
"We are from the Jixi Educated Youth Art and Literature Propaganda Team. Come on, comrades! Do you want to listen to a song?"
The educated youth who were shoveling snow outside immediately applauded.
"Come one!"
"welcome!"
“One must come!”
"Everyone, come here! The Jixi Educated Youth Art and Propaganda Team is passing by and is here to express their condolences to us!"
The atmosphere among the educated youth has always been like this. Qiu Jiqu and Tan Jiong also watched the interactions inside and outside the car with a smile.
It was not until a female educated youth sang a song outside the window that Qiu Jiqu had never heard before that Qiu Jiqu looked at the educated youth in surprise.
"A small bamboo raft~~~."
Sure enough, after the female educated youth finished singing, people inside and outside the car applauded and asked questions.
"Comrade, why haven't you heard this song before?"
The honest male educated youth immediately explained that the song was composed by the female educated youth herself.
Qiu Jiqu and Tan Jiong looked at each other, and Tan Jiong immediately took out a pen and paper and started taking shorthand.
This is an excellent subject!
"Driver, drive slower and let this lady have another one!"
Chu Miaohong looked at the commotion inside and outside the car and felt a little nervous.
Although Zhang Hongcheng had previously suggested to her that he would find opportunities to promote her "new songs" on the road, she did not expect to face so many people.
Thinking of the benefits Zhang Hongcheng mentioned for doing so, Chu Miaohong finally started singing again.
During this period, she "developed" three new songs under someone's guidance.
They are all songs from the same movie.
The lyrics are so popular that there is nothing wrong with them.
The other passengers on the bus might not know the value of the item, but Qiu Jiqu and Tan Jiong were definitely not among them.
As soon as they heard these mainstream songs, they knew that the popularity of these three songs would be astonishing!
At Qiu Jiqu's nod, Tan Jiong stepped forward and eagerly shook the hand of the "honest" male educated youth.
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