Lu Qing whispered a few words in her ear, and Shen Qiqi's eyes lit up. She slammed the table and shouted loudly: "Stop! Everyone listen to me!"
The noisy venue suddenly quieted down, and everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Qiqi.
"I know everyone is very motivated and wants to make the history of our village more exciting, but we can't make up stories, right? Bailu is Bailu, not Ultraman, and can transform!" Shen Qiqi's words made everyone laugh, and the tense atmosphere dissipated.
According to Lu Qing's suggestion, Shen Qiqi divided the villagers into several groups, each group was responsible for the history of a period of time, and elected a representative to conduct the final summary and collation.
This way, we can pool our wisdom and avoid confusion.
Just do it!
The villagers were enthusiastic and devoted themselves to the compilation of the village chronicles.
The village committee was filled with the sounds of people flipping through documents and having discussions, and it was as lively as a vegetable market.
Shen Qiqi and Lu Qing also joined one of the groups and discussed the stories of their era with the villagers.
As the days go by, the compilation of the village chronicles is nearing completion.
Shen Qiqi and the members of the writing team sat around a large round table in the village committee, which was piled with thick materials, manuscripts and photos.
Everyone was in high spirits and full of energy, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
"Qiqi, look at this paragraph. I think it can be placed at the beginning of the first chapter." An old man said, pointing to a piece of text.
"Well, let me take a look..." Shen Qiqi took the manuscript and read it carefully.
"I think this paragraph would be more appropriate to be placed in the second chapter so that it can connect with the following story." Another aunt expressed a different opinion.
"But……"
"I think..."
For a moment, the room was filled with all kinds of noises, everyone was arguing, and the atmosphere became tense.
Shen Qiqi looked at the pile of information in front of her and the people arguing endlessly, her brows furrowed, and she fell into deep thought...
She knocked on the table gently, "Everyone, please be quiet and listen to me..."
Shen Qiqi took a deep breath and said slowly: "Dear uncles and aunts, I know that everyone is very dedicated and wants to write the history of our village well. But we are short on time and have a heavy task. If we continue to argue like this, I'm afraid it will delay the printing time!" Her tone was sincere, with a hint of anxiety in her eyes.
The air in the room seemed to freeze, and an oppressive atmosphere enveloped everyone.
Shen Qiqi's brows were furrowed, and worry was like a dark cloud covering her face, making people feel nervous when they saw it.
Lu Qing sat beside her, patted her hands gently and gave her an encouraging look.
Shen Qiqi felt Lu Qing's support and felt a little more at ease.
She spoke again, her voice firm and powerful. "I have an idea. We could organize the events according to their importance and chronological order. This way, we can ensure the completeness of the content while highlighting the key points. What do you think?"
"This is a good idea!" An old man was the first to agree.
"Yes, Qiqi is very smart!" An aunt also agreed.
"I think it's okay!"
"That's it!"
For a moment, the room was filled with voices of agreement. The tense atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant, replaced by a relaxed and joyful atmosphere.
Everyone's face was filled with smiles, and their eyes looking at Shen Qiqi were full of admiration.
She is indeed a talented girl in their village, she can always come up with good ways to solve problems!
With a clear direction, the writing work progressed rapidly.
Everyone divided the work and cooperated with each other, doing their own job, and the efficiency was greatly improved compared to before.
Shen Qiqi and Lu Qing also devoted themselves to their work, looking up materials, organizing notes, and checking information...
Time passed minute by minute, and the sky outside the window gradually darkened.
"It's finally done!" With the final cheer, the compilation of the village chronicles finally came to a successful conclusion.
Shen Qiqi stretched and felt sore all over.
Seeing this, Lu Qing walked gently behind her...
Lu Qing's fingertips were covered with thin calluses, and he pressed Shen Qiqi's shoulders and neck again and again, with just the right amount of force, not too light or too heavy.
A tingling sensation climbed up my spine, and the fatigue dissipated a lot.
She squinted her eyes comfortably, like a kitten with its fur stroked, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a sweet smile.
There was a hint of ambiguity in the air, and the atmosphere between the two gradually heated up. It was so sweet that it was almost suffocating to death for single people.
"How is it? Are you feeling better?" Lu Qing's voice was low and gentle, like a breeze in the summer, with a hint of seductive magnetism.
Shen Qiqi turned her head and smiled, "Yeah! I feel much more comfortable. My Lu Qing is still the best!" She expressed her love generously, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone.
Lu Qing's mouth corners slightly raised, and a hint of doting flashed in his eyes, "I knew you were sweet-talking."
After some sorting and proofreading, the village chronicles were finally compiled.
The fragrance of ink wafts in the air, and the brand new books exude a heavy sense of history, carrying the memories of the entire village and are full of weight.
The printing factory worked overnight to print the village chronicles, which carry the collective wisdom of the villagers, and placed them neatly on the table of the village committee, waiting for its "owners" to come and collect them.
As soon as the news came out, the whole village was in an uproar, and villagers flocked to the village committee in groups of three or five as if they were going to a market.
Everyone looked at the piles of books printed with "Bailu Village Chronicles" with curiosity and excitement written all over their faces.
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