Xing Baohua focused intently on drawing, putting aside his earlier nervousness, and then called Xu Dong aside, pointing out the electronic components in the drawing and which parts to use.
After finishing the drawing, Xu Dong began explaining the production process. He personally carried out the work according to Xing Baohua's drawing, leaving Xing Baohua to just talk.
When soldering the chip, Xing Baohua reminded Xu Dong to pay attention to the solder joints, and as expected of a teacher, the soldering process went smoothly.
Before installation and testing, use a multimeter to test everything, then assemble the components. Since there is no outer casing, only rudimentary testing is possible.
Later, Xu Dong will temporarily make a shell out of wooden boards.
After finishing all that, Xing Baohua stopped caring. Li Wengang invited him to dinner, but he wasn't really in the mood for food and just wanted to rest.
Li Wengang then arranged for a car to take Xing Baohua back to the guesthouse. Just as he arrived at the entrance, he saw Guo Hongxia waiting for him.
"Have you eaten?" Xing Baohua asked.
"have eaten."
Perhaps noticing that Xing Baohua looked tired, Guo Hongxia said, "Haven't you eaten yet? How about I buy you something?"
Xing Baohua waved his hand and said, "No need."
Xing Baohua opened the door and went in. She sat on the edge of the bed, pointed to a chair not far from the door, and said, "Sit down! Did you come here to help me contact someone?"
"I came here to ask, do I have to be a college student? Can I be a vocational school graduate? How do I transfer my grain and oil rations?" Guo Hongxia asked.
“Education is not a problem, but you need to have a very good foundation in painting! As for the grain and oil you mentioned, I don’t know. I need to go back and ask. Is it an agricultural household registration?” Xing Baohua said.
Seeing Guo Hongxia nod, Xing Baohua felt a bit overwhelmed. He really hadn't given this matter much thought.
"Want to change your status from agricultural to non-agricultural?" Xing Baohua's factory is a village-run enterprise, so it's unlikely he can change his status. He can only register it with another place.
Guo Hongxia nodded again.
Xing Baohua understood the situation and said he could help with the household registration transfer; as long as the skills were up to par, everything would be fine.
Xing Baohua knew that he couldn't get his factory in Shangguzhuang converted from an agricultural to an urban household registration, but he and one other person could still find a way.
With a second-generation team behind him, he can't even handle this little thing?
We live in an era where household registration matters, and everyone wants to eat commercial grain. In ten years, people will realize that commercial grain isn't so good anymore. In twenty years, it will be difficult to even switch from non-agricultural to agricultural status.
We agreed to Guo Hongxia's conditions, letting her bring people to come and take a look, conduct an interview, and assess their abilities.
It's not enough to just hire a painter to be competent for the job; imagination is also crucial. In fact, painters have very rich imaginations. One type is visually clear, while the other is abstract, which may not be clear in a short time, and might not be clear even after decades.
Whether a product's appearance sells well and is attractive depends on the designer.
After seeing Guo Hongxia off, Xing Baohua went to bed early.
He didn't know why he went to the cave or why he was so exhausted.
I've never felt so tired before.
I slept soundly through the night.
I felt much better after waking up.
After having breakfast, I went to the studio and waited for Chen Liang to give me a reply.
Unfortunately, Chen Liang still chose to stay at the university.
Guo Hongxia did not come.
Xing Baohua waited for her all morning but didn't see her, guessing she had gone to look for someone.
Watching Director Wang so busy, Xing Baohua didn't know what to say about herself. Why did she even bother making the film in the first place? She'd only made herself suffer!
Director Wang's progress is not going to be fast.
A week passed, during which Xing Baohua and Grandpa Li studied the score. This time, it was the old man chasing after Xing Baohua to study the score, completely reversing the roles.
Xing Baohua sometimes goes to meetings at the performing arts troupe, then to the symphony orchestra to study sheet music, and then back to his studio. He always wants to get a bicycle in the provincial capital.
Five days before National Day, Li Wengang called Xing Baohua to his screening room.
A song and a short video were played.
The song is "The Motherland Will Not Forget," which Xing Baohua previously performed for the performing arts troupe.
The film is stunning from the very beginning with a three-part scene of guns being shouldered, especially the soldiers' eyes, which seem to have the power to kill.
Each formation was perfectly aligned, with no exquisite formal attire or flashy decorations, only an imposing posture and resolute gaze.
As the song plays, you can feel a powerful aura coming your way.
The camera pans across the landscape, showing railway mechanics, a postman in the mountains, researchers conducting experiments, and finally, a rocket launching a satellite.
Some people don't need their names, nor do they need to know them.
Yet it is this group of people who are silently protecting and building their motherland.
This is a carefully edited film. It must be said that the cultural troupe's ability to find these materials is much better than Xing Baohua's ability to find them on his own.
Xing Baohua gave Li Wengang a thumbs up and said, "Well done."
“Your song is also very good. The higher-ups said it can be submitted as a gift for National Day,” Li Wengang said with a smile.
"That's good, that's good." This was the first time Xing Baohua had encountered something like this, and she didn't know what to say. Being able to offer a gift was enough; she was simply doing her part.
"The Su delegation has arrived in S capital. People from the propaganda department have already gone there and I believe they will bring others over soon," Li Wengang said.
"Wasn't it supposed to be after National Day?" Xing Baohua asked in surprise, "Why is it being moved up?"
"The person should arrive after National Day, which is about ten days. Director Yan Hongqi has finished all the preparations and is just waiting for them. If you have anything to do, please arrange it as soon as possible, so you don't get overwhelmed later," Li Wengang said.
Xing Baohua nodded, agreeing that arrangements should indeed be made as soon as possible.
Having spent a little longer in the provincial capital, he wanted to go back to central Shandong for a visit.
Fortunately, Li Wengang told him a time period.
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