Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 402

Secretary Yu stayed in Hantun for more than two hours, walked around Hantun inside and out, and experienced the food here in the cafeteria of the talent dormitory at noon.

"The development of Hantun is beyond my imagination. Your work is ahead of our government. There are thousands of ways to reform, and no one can guarantee that they are right. But seeing your achievements today, I am very confident in my heart. I hope that you can redouble your efforts in the future, be brave and enterprising, and create a better life."

Secretary Yu ended his inspection of Hantun in a happy mood. On the return journey, he said to Mao Xueshan, "Xueshan, girl Chunhua has found a good husband."

He Ping wiped the sweat off his brow as he watched the vehicle going away, "It's finally gone, don't come here again."

The old captain said: "It is affirmation of your work that people can come, there is something wrong with your thinking!"

"If you are willing, you will receive me next time."

"I receive and I receive. Where can I find such a good thing. You are still picky when you show your face in front of the leader."

He Ping shook his head. The old people don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. If this kind of scene happens a few times, you will know how powerful it is.

Next came people from the province. He Ping didn't expect that this little incident of his would attract so much attention. It really didn't fit his style of making a fortune silently.

I don't want to, I can't hide anyway.

After seeing off Secretary Yu and his party, Han Tun returned to his original pace.

Within two days, He Ping received a call from Sister Wang Fu. It had no other meaning, just to see that his coding efficiency has improved now, and to praise him.

"Red Sorghum Family" is scheduled to be serialized in the next issue of "People's Literature".

Not long after Sister Wang Fu's call came, Lao Mao called him again. After the two communicated last time, the two hadn't been in touch for a long time.

Lao Mao hummed and laughed on the phone for a long time, and finally expressed his purpose.

"Mr. He, I heard that Director Xie is going to shoot your "Lu Deshui"?"

"You are quite well informed!"

"See if you can tell the director to let me play a role!"

"Why don't you say it yourself?"

"I told you, the director said my image is not suitable."

"Well..." He Ping pondered for a moment, "You can also play Zhou Tienan with your image."

"Zhou Tienan is fine too. I liked this character very much when I read novels. You really brought this character to life. The first half is loyal and courageous, and the second half is as timid as a mouse."

"A movie star like you is willing to play a supporting role?"

"Look at what you said. The role doesn't matter how big or small. The key is to see if there is any drama. Director Xie thinks that my last drama left a deep impression on the audience. I can't make out the strong contrast between the front and the back with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Tell me about it."

"Okay then, I'll contact Director Xie. Let's talk about it first. If Director Xie really says no, don't blame me."

"I can't thank you enough for your help."

After the two talked on the phone, He Ping called Director Xie Jin.

The old man was discussing the script with Teacher Li Zhun, and he was a little embarrassed when he heard that He Ping was entrusted by Zhu Shimao to ask for a role.

"This matter is really unpredictable. No one expected the popularity of "The Wrangler". I was afraid that the audience would find it hard to get into the show."

He Ping persuaded: "Director Xie, it is said that familiarity does not need rawness. After all, Lao Mao is an actor who knows the basics, and he is also very motivated to study acting skills. You should give him a chance to try. The role of Zhou Tienan is in terms of image. , there is still a certain degree of overlap with him. If it really doesn’t work, let’s talk about it, just take it as a face for me.”

When He Ping talked about this, Xie Jin was too embarrassed to directly refuse.

"Okay, then let him try Zhou Tienan."

After getting an affirmative answer from Director Xie Jin, He Ping called Zhu Shimao back.

Zhu Shimao thanked Dade on the phone, "Mr. He, thank you so much. Next time you come to Shanghai, I will definitely treat you to a big meal."

"Then let's talk about it, don't run away when the time comes."

"It's a word."

In half a month of the first year, He Ping solved the problem of full-time employees in chicken farms and pig farms.

Since then, the two factories have formed the same working system as other state-owned factories, and there is no such thing as odd workers or temporary workers.

After finishing the work in the field, the old captain asked him to study the construction problems of the team this year.

Although He Ping does not have any position in the team, no one can ignore his status in the team now.

"Last year we completed the road repairs and the expansion of the health center in the team. There is still a lot of money left in the account. Including the infrastructure fund left over from last year's dividends, there are nearly 20 yuan. With so much money, I don't know what to do. What."

There is a lot of money, but everyone doesn't know what to do with it.

He Ping thought that this was not easy to handle, "Build a square for the team to use for exercise and activities. If there are any festivals or events in the future, it can also come in handy."

The old captain objected: "You can't finish the farm work in one day. What kind of exercise is it? Such a big place is not enough for you to toss about. You even spent money to build a place for activities, and you have money to burn it."

The team leader underneath said: "I think He Ping's suggestion is very good. I feel that the place in our team is getting more and more crowded. It would be great if there is a square for everyone to have activities."

Others also echoed, the old captain sulked alone, lost heart, it is not easy to lead the team.

"The minority obeys the majority, so we will settle the matter of the square." He Ping raised his eyebrows proudly at the old captain.

"Also, I think our team can build a bathroom."

"Bathhouse?" As soon as He Ping's words came out, everyone's eyes lit up, and even the old captain put down his cigarette pouch.

Northeast people's enthusiasm for bathing is really engraved in their bones.

"That's a good idea. The bathhouse is so nice. If it's winter, take a dip in the big hot pool, tsk tsk, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

"It would be even more beautiful if there was another scrubber."

Several cadres discussed in full swing.

He Ping has been thinking about bathhouses for a long time. One of the things he is most uncomfortable with in this era is taking a bath. These days, bathhouses can only be found in county towns. You don’t even think about it in rural areas like Hantun .

He has been deeply influenced by Northeast bathing since he was a child, and he feels uncomfortable all over if he doesn't soak, steam, or rub for a while.

This time there is an opportunity, so whatever you say, let the team set up this bathhouse.

The more majestic the building, the better, and it must have the aura of later generations that surpasses the seven-star hotel.

He secretly decided that this bathhouse must be designed by himself, he was afraid that the design of others would be soulless.

Based on his 20 years of experience in bathing in the Northeast, the bathhouse he designed must crush the bathhouses of this era.

He Ping is full of confidence in this.

(End of this chapter)