After all the production teams had finished drawing their blackboard newspapers, the commune summarized and compared everyone's propaganda work. In the end, the First Production Brigade where Huang Yuelan was located undoubtedly won the first place and was specifically praised by their superiors.
Team leader Fan Ming has been in office for a long time, and what he hears most often is praising other production teams.
In the past, there was one thing that made Fan Ming very depressed. He just praised others, but he also took the opportunity to put down their No. 1 production team and highlight that other production teams did a good job. This time, they were finally not at the bottom and did not have to be used as a negative example.
Although the president praised his production team for their good work this time, which indirectly reflected that he had done a good job, Fan Ming felt very proud.
Unlike last time, when the words on the wall were like being crawled by a dog, the president criticized me in front of other team leaders, asking how I chose the right people?!
This time I finally managed to save a little face and can be considered to have wiped out the previous shame.
If the first production team is not at the bottom, there will always be a production team that is last.
The production brigade that ranked last this time was the Second Production Brigade. Although their handwriting was good, their drawing was not good. The portrait they drew looked like a ghost, which was really disgusting.
"Captain of the Second Production Brigade, you don't have to paint if your brigade doesn't have talented painters. Look at the Eighth Production Brigade. There are no such talents in the village, so there is no painting. After all, not everyone can paint as well and realistically as the people in the First Production Brigade. You can learn to put up a poster! Wouldn't that solve the problem? At least it will look nice and decent! Look at what's in your team?!" The commune president criticized the captain of the Second Production Brigade by name, pointing out that he was inflexible in his work, inadequate in guidance, and had made serious low-level mistakes.
Watching the captain of the second production team lowering his head and silently enduring the scolding from the president, this scene and tone seemed familiar. The other captains were laughing secretly, but Fan Ming could not laugh at all, nor did he gloat over the misfortune, because he understood this feeling too well and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
After waiting for the meeting to end and returning to his production team, the captain of the second production team was very angry because he had been criticized by the president.
Why am I being scolded? Isn’t it because of this painter?
If he draws well, will he be criticized? No.
So as soon as he arrived in the village, the leader of the second production brigade brought the person in charge of writing big characters and drawing propaganda posters to the brigade headquarters and gave him severe criticism.
"If you say you can't draw well, you don't have to draw! No one forces you to draw! Look at yourself and see what you have drawn. It's not even as good as the old man in the village. Now, everyone in the commune is laughing at our village!" said the captain of the second production team angrily.
"I'm sorry, Captain. It wasn't me who offered to draw it. You said it was well written and asked me to draw it." Deng Hao said with his head down, his tone full of grievance.
Deng Hao was a cultured person in the Second Production Brigade. He had a great hand in calligraphy. All the big characters written on the walls of the Second Production Brigade were written by him.
So this time the task naturally fell on him.
But being good at handwriting does not mean being good at painting. He refused at first, but the team leader insisted that he could do it. He felt that he could not let the team leader down, so he accepted the offer.
Now that a problem has arisen, the team leader knows how to shirk responsibility and doesn't even think about who begged him to draw the picture in the first place.
The team leader was stunned after hearing this, but immediately retorted: "Why would I let you draw? Isn't it because I think you are good at writing? Look at Huang Yuelan from the First Production Team. She is good at writing and drawing. Who would have thought that you can only write but not draw?!"
Deng Hao knew that he would suffer no good consequences if he offended the captain, so he could only say aggrievedly: "I know, captain, I was wrong! I won't do this again in the future."
"Later? There is no later! Now that I have made such a mistake, it is still a question whether I can keep my position as the captain." The captain said angrily.
Deng Hao didn't expect the consequences to be so serious. He thought he would just be scolded at most, but he never thought it would affect his future as the team leader.
"Captain, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect the consequences to be so serious. But I think the president will probably not remove you from your position. After all, you usually do a good job in other work. This was just an accident. If you are removed from your position, I'm telling you that there is no one else in our village who is as competent as you!" Deng Hao analyzed.
When the captain heard this, he felt much better.
What he was most worried about was being dismissed from his post, as he still wanted to continue being the captain.
Although the captain is a small official, he is still an official, and his family still admires him very much.
If you are fired, it will be quite embarrassing.
After hearing what Deng Hao said, he felt that there was some truth in it.
If I ask myself honestly, apart from this mistake, I can’t say that my previous work was very good, but I think it was not bad.
"Okay, it's not all your fault. I was also wrong. You should go back first."
In the end, Deng Hao was right. The president only criticized him and ordered rectification at a later date, but did not remove him from his position as the leader of the second production brigade.
This time he learned his lesson and never dared to let anyone draw for him again. He quickly tore off a poster from the wall of his house and pasted it on the blackboard. Following the instructions of the First Production Brigade, he painted a circle of gold around the poster, which looked much more pleasing to the eye than before.
Deng Hao was criticized and was very angry.
He heard the team leader say that Huang Yuelan from the First Production Brigade was a good painter and had been praised by the president, and that the other production brigades were asked to learn from the First Production Brigade, so he thought about going to take a look.
Isn't she just a girl? How good can she draw?
Taking advantage of the night when no one was around, he took a flashlight and went outside the headquarters of the First Production Brigade. He shone the flashlight on the blackboard and was shocked when he saw the paintings on the wall. It was as if a real person was staring at him.
"Is this a painting? Is it a poster pasted on the wall?!" Deng Hao thought the painting on the wall was too realistic.
He reached out his hand and touched the blackboard, immediately erasing a piece.
It really is a painting! No wonder it became a template! He will never be able to learn this level in his lifetime.
When Deng Hao saw that the small area he had wiped off had formed a small ball, just like a mole, a dark thought suddenly came to his mind.
He looked around and saw no one. He quickly smeared the face of the portrait with his hands, and it immediately looked like a ghost.
After doing all this, Deng Hao hurried back to the First Production Brigade and disappeared into the night.
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