The next day, the white horse came as promised, and the village held a grand project completion signing ceremony, and Director Lu from the street also attended.

The reporters from the city TV station also came and filmed the whole process.

This was the second time that the fat white photographer came to Hongshi Village. The fat man's skin was thin and he was burned by the sun. His body was red, like a shrimp man falling into the water.

He and Song Qingyun were also familiar with each other and complained, "What the hell is this? The sun is like biting people." Song Qingyun, why are you doing big news in less than two months? Isn't this embarrassing me?"

He was very annoyed.

Song Qingyun spitted, who told you to take off all your clothes? Will people die if you wear long sleeves?

The reporter said he would die of heat.

Song Qingyun: "At worst, I can invite you to dinner next time I go to the city. Remember to notify me when the show is broadcast, so I can see my heroic appearance on TV."

Reporter: "I'm just patronizing the filming of the leader and Professor Bai, you don't have a camera."

"Is it okay to take a photo of one? Let me think about what posture is the most handsome and I will give you one right away."

On the other end, Mei Yong was shouting: "Song Qingyun is here quickly. The teacher and the leader are going to hold a listing ceremony. Take a photo, and you must not be left behind."

"Come on." Song Qingyun looked at the reporter and laughed: "You have to take pictures now if you don't take pictures."

The so-called signing means that Professor Bai got a gold-plated iron plate with a line of red letters printed on it, and red silk was also tied with red silk.

The weight is only a few kilograms, but it is held by Director Lu, Baima, Gong Zhenxin, Song Qingyun and Liu Yonghua, took a photo, and then hung it at the gate of the village department.

The gongs and drums rang, but there were no firecrackers, but they were replaced by suona, which was very lively.

After the ceremony, Baima and Director Lu listened to the land figures reported by Liu Yonghua and looked at the farmland on the spot. Then, Professor Bai went to Luo Nan's house to sign a contract with her, looked at the drawings of the new inn, and expressed his satisfaction. He transferred one million to Du Limei on the spot, and asked him to start renovating and decoration.

He reminded: "Don't save money, use environmentally friendly materials all the time, it must be elegant. I hope my books can be shipped in the Spring Festival next year, and I will also celebrate the New Year here."

There are still procedures to leave for the internship base, and Teacher Bai, Mei Yong and other students entered the county town again.

Two days later, the fat reporter called Song Qingyun. The two chatted for half an hour before he said that the signing ceremony he filmed last time would be broadcast at 7:30 tonight. Remember to watch it.

Song Qingyun asked how the filming was, and the fat reporter replied: "Handsome, very handsome, don't worry if I do my business."

In recent years, due to the impact of the Internet and self-media, let alone county, city and local stations, even provincial stations have not had a hard time.

Take the TV stations in this province as an example. The ratings have been declining again and again, and many programs and channels have been cut, which has reached the brink of danger. Maybe in the future, they will enter a situation where traditional print media are struggling.

The most popular festivals in the provincial and Taiwanese are neither TV series nor variety shows, but card games... Yes, they are card games. Mahjong competitions, long card games, landlord competitions... It is unspeakable.

The times are developing, and many things are not transferred by human will.

The county television in W City was founded in the late 1980s and flourished in the 1990s.

At that time, there were two or three hours of broadcast time every day, but now it has been reduced to half an hour a day, so I will broadcast some news.

Today is Friday, and the broadcast time will be extended to one hour in the evening. The reason is that there is a program called "Weekend 730" today, which will combine the news of the week and broadcast it comprehensively.

After all, Song Qingyun is young, and young people will inevitably be proud of their achievements. He notified all the village committee members to concentrate on the village department to watch the program and understand the spirit of their superiors.

Secretary Gong and Liu Yonghua also appeared on the screen, so they were naturally happy. Not only did they come by themselves, but they also invited all their relatives, friends and friends to come together.

The number of people began to increase, and gradually, hundreds of people gathered in the open space outside the village.

Chen Jianguo moved out the village department's large color TV, hung it on the exterior wall, and connected the speaker.

He also asked the villagers to go to the village committee to find stools.

As the sky gradually became dark, the TV that had been connected to the speaker sounded like thunder, and there were crowds of people sitting in the open space. For a moment, the TV sets in the last century appeared and everyone gathered to watch the TV.

Like other channels, the city station broadcasts the news broadcast at 7:00. After 7:30, the screen switches to "Weekend 730" to play the major events that happened in our city this week.

Maybe I felt the survival crisis. People from the city station were very attentive in their program. The editors and editors were all about the things around the people who were concerned about. For example, the renovation of old communities, the relevant treatment results of noise disturbing night markets, and the guidance of road blockages in urban areas during peak hours in the morning and evening...

This is the first time Song Qingyun watches this show, and she doesn't feel like she can watch it.

Soon we arrived at the listing ceremony of Hongshi Village Grape Industrial Park. It took not long, about two minutes. First, it was the scene of Director Lu's speech, then the white horse was inspecting the field, and finally it was the listing ceremony.

Suddenly, the villagers cheered. Gong Zhenxin and Liu Yonghua were originally steady people, but this was their first time on TV, so they stood up excitedly.

Gong Zhenxin even shouted: "Chen Jianguo, have you recorded it?"

Chen Jianguo: "It's recorded!"

"Okay, I'll send me a copy of the video material when I'm down." Secretary Gong had called his daughter and grandson in advance when he was on TV. The grandson kept yelling to see his grandfather appear to be on TV.

In the TV screen, Director Lu and Baima stood in front, one on the left and the other holding a golden sign, dazzling everyone's eyes.

It was hot, so Director Lu only wore a short-sleeved shirt. In order to show his solemnity, he even wore a tie. Professor Bai was more casual, with a round-mouthed sweatshirt that exposed his arms that were thicker than ordinary people's thighs.

Professor Bai is really too strong. You, a high-level intellectual, should be gentle and weak. But he is not. He is standing there and it is simply an iron tower.

Baima came to the village for a short stay last time, but many villagers didn't see it. When they saw it on TV today, they all took a breath of air conditioning.

"Is this Teacher Bai? My God, it's just a bull!"

"Teacher Bai is at least 160 kilograms?"

"What is one hundred and sixty, I think it's at least one hundred and eight."

"Tsk tsk, Teacher Bai is so old that he looks stronger than Huang Erwa. He is probably stronger when he was young. This kind of full labor force is so popular in our era, and I don't know how many labor points you have to earn."

"You're talking nonsense. Can a professor go to the fields to work?"

"Why didn't he go down to work? When he came last time, he also dug a few hoes. When he planted the ground, I think he is more expert than our farmers!"

Suddenly, a villager shouted, "Brand Secretary Yonghua, where are you?"

Only after this shouting did everyone realize that the internship base was too big, and the white horse was majestic, even blocked Gong Zhenxin and Liu Yonghua who were standing behind him to take a photo.

Liu Yonghua was fine, but he was not covered, and he showed a shiny line of trail above his head. Secretary Gong was in a miserable state and could not see it all.

As for Director Lu standing on the other side, he was shorter than Song Qingyun, so Comrade Xiao Song's upper body was exposed.

But he saw that he was tall and handsome, sunny and healthy, with a straight facial features, a dignified appearance, and a proud smile on his face.

Everyone couldn't help but cheer again: "Secretary Song's handsome man."

Song Qingyun stood up and turned around: "Quiet, quiet."

Gong Zhenxin angrily threw a stool, put on his clothes and cursed, turned home: "I don't see it anymore, I think this reporter did it on purpose, he looked down on our village cadres."

He was full of anger and depression. He had no shots and had already blown away. How could he explain to his daughter and grandson?

Seeing that he was so angry, the villagers were silent and dared not make noise anymore.

Song Qingyun hurriedly chased after him and said, "Parent Secretary, don't be angry. Next time I see the fat reporter, I will educate him well. Aren't I going to treat him to a meal? What's the matter? Bullying people! Branch Secretary, don't worry, although this news is only two minutes, they filmed at least an hour that day, and there must be a lot of original materials on hand. I will contact him immediately and ask him to cut a copy of your audio-visual information and send it over.

"real?"

"Really, please believe me."

Gong Zhenxin's face turned a little better and said, please Song Qingyun.

After Song Qingyun returned to the house, he contacted the fat reporter and told him about this.

The fat man was on duty to cut the movie. After hearing him say, he said, "Go and go, I'm busy, but I don't have time to do it for you. At worst, I won't eat your meal."

Song Qingyun said, "So ruthless? Can you discuss and wait for it! Can you send you a red envelope?"

Fatty: "But let you down. I'll get you into the group a few days ago. The red envelopes you sent were all worth a penny. You have lost my trust. I can help you with it. Is your village growing wheat now? After harvesting, I can buy twenty kilograms of flour for me? My mother said that when she was a child, she also planted wheat at home and wanted to eat new wheat to regain the taste of her childhood."

Song Qingyun: "Brother, I didn't say anything. Then I personally pay for you twenty kilograms."

The fat man tinkered over there for a long time and sent a piece of video information.

The photo was good, and Gong Zhenxin was very satisfied.

The fat reporter's words reminded Song Qingyun that the day for winter wheat harvesting is coming soon. The village is short of staff and cannot find machinery. How can I do this?

When she was back to work in the street, Song Qingyun also talked about this with Director Lu.

Director Lu also had no good idea. He said that your village was indeed in trouble. If it really didn't work, he mobilized all the cadres in the street to volunteer to help the village for two days. Of course, sometimes the manpower is poor, and he can only help poor households, and others don't care about it.

Song Qingyun smiled bitterly and said, even if all cadres were mobilized to help only poor households and five-guarantee households, they would not be able to do so. There are more than 80 poor households in our village who have established blocks and are too busy.

Director Lu said that if you want to solve the problem, you have to use agricultural machinery. I will help you contact relevant units and whether you can still think of ways.

Song Qingyun went to the Agriculture and Forestry Bureau to find scientist Liu again. Liu Shuqing has been working in agriculture all his life and should know where there are agricultural machinery.

When I saw someone, Liu Shuqing said he had no choice, but Song Qingyun, I would like to remind you that it is rainy in late March.

Song Qingyun was shocked and asked, "What do you mean?"

Isn’t Hongshi Village a severe drought? He hasn’t rained twice in seven or eight months after he went to the village. Why is there still a rainy season?
Chapter completed!