Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 402, Support third-line construction

After school in the afternoon, a group of people from the class came to the school auditorium.

A total of nearly 80 people from six classes were sitting under the stage. At this time, there were four people sitting on the stage, two teachers and two students.

One of the students is Chen Xiaolu, and the other is Yao Bo, the deputy party secretary in the same grade as Yang Xiaole.

Yao Bo, whose father is a professor at Beihang University, is the son of a senior intellectual.

The other party lives in the city with his mother.

People from Class 6.

"Yang Xiaole, this way!"

As soon as he arrived, Chen Xiaolu greeted him.

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he greeted Hua Yourong and others and walked towards the stage.

Today is a grade meeting, there are no freshmen or seniors in high school.

As the deputy branch secretary, he naturally went up.

"Teacher Gao, Teacher Feng!"

After passing by, he said hello to the two teachers from the Youth League Committee, and nodded lightly to Chen Xiaolu and Yao Bo.

The two smiled and nodded.

The leader, a middle-aged man with a mustache, nodded slightly: "Sit down!"

Yang Xiaole saw this and sat at the edge.

Gao Jiazhen looked at the people in the audience, sorted out his thoughts, and then said slowly: "Today is our second year of high school, the Youth League Development Conference. After study and decision by the school committee, it must be based on the masses..."

I talked a lot, and the general meaning was that we should follow the previous recommendation system.

Teachers also have the right to vote.

But the problem is that there are only two teachers, and there are only a few people from the Youth League Committee.

In other words, the decision-making power will be those people in front of the meeting.

The people below were all talking about it.

The people on the stage saw this and did not try to dissuade him.

"Xiao Le, what do you think of today's events?"

While he was thinking, Yao Bo beside him whispered to him.

Yang Xiaole came back to his senses and asked curiously: "What's wrong? What do you think?"

"It's today's development meeting! The current practices of the brothers in their compound make it impossible for us to develop the people of the Youth League normally. If this continues, it will be the people in their compound who have the final say."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole raised his head and glanced at the other party.

I understand what the other person meant.

The opinions of the people at the meeting today are very important, and similarly, the opinions of the three of them are also very important.

Because in the end it was the three of them who made the decision.

Of course, the three prerequisites are valid.

Yao Bo's intention is obviously that he wants children from ordinary families, intellectuals, and wealthy people to join.

With a slight sigh, the students who will begin this year's Development Conference formed camps.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Gao Jiazhen say: "We are also crossing the river by feeling the stones. Next, let Chen Xiaolu briefly introduce the preliminary list and situation of our youth league."

The people below also became quiet.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xiaolu took the list in his hand, cleared his throat, and said slowly:
"Classmates, please be quiet."

When everyone below calmed down, he continued: "In order to further improve the development of the Youth League, standardize the development process, ensure the quality of development, and effectively maintain and enhance the political and advanced nature of the Youth League... "

I took the manuscript I had prepared before and started reading it.

When it was almost time to talk, he continued: "Now we are only making preliminary selections. In order to save time, I will read about the situations of these students. We will vote by a show of hands, and the minority will obey the majority. We will discuss the details later. select……

Classmate Zhao Qianfeng, age 1945, average in class, father participated in the Anti-Japanese War in ...

Okay, let's vote now. If you agree initially, please raise your hands. "

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the compound raised their hands.

Because this Zhao Qianfeng is the brother of the big courtyard.

The other people looked at each other, and some who didn't understand the situation also raised their hands, and most of them agreed.

Chen Xiaolu counted the numbers, and then said: "65 votes agreed, 10 voted against, more than half of the votes, student Zhao Qianfeng passed temporarily. Let's move on to the second one."

"The second classmate is Zhang Mingyuan. He is 17 years old. He has excellent grades in the class, unites his classmates, and is a positive person. His father is the owner of Xisitiao Noodle House, and he actively responds to public-private partnerships... Please vote now."

Quiet!

Except for a few people like Yu Wenbin who voted in favor, no one else raised their hands.

At this time, some people figured out the taste.

If this were done in the past, as long as the problem was not major, it would basically pass, because the people who can attend the development conference have already passed the preliminary screening.

The number is actually not very large, there are only three or four people in a class.

Taken together, there are only about twenty people.

Chen Xiaolu counted the numbers and finally said: "46 people agreed, 29 people opposed, more than half of the people, it is temporarily passed. Next."

This time, it was another person from the compound like Li Baoguo.

Wang Mingyang.

After what happened before, people like Hua Yourong also understood that they didn't want people like them to join!

Young people!

Everyone has their own mood.

"Wang Mingyang, 36 people agreed. If the number is less than half, it will not pass. Next."

Next, of course, is an ordinary family.

"He Jian, 39 people agreed. More than half of the people agreed. It is temporarily passed. Next."

The numbers weren't as overwhelming as the first one, but they still managed to get through.

As each person agreed and disagreed one by one, the faces of Chen Xiaolu and others became a little ugly.

There are many brothers in the big courtyard of No. 8 Middle School.

But by raising hands in front, it can be seen that ordinary people or people with other identities still have a slight upper hand.

Because in the past, grades were used to set standards.

The people from the big courtyard brother were at a disadvantage.

An hour later, the atmosphere on the field began to feel a little strange.

Because except for the first big boy who was selected, none of the following ones were selected. This was due to the tacit understanding of the other students.

The two teachers didn't speak either.

Starting from the beginning, both of them raised their hands and were impartial.

Only Chen Xiaolu and Yao Bo voted for their own side, and the others were against it.

As for Yang Xiaole, he naturally helped Yao Bo.

Although it is of no use now and the big courtyard brother will still be in charge in the future, he feels a little unhappy now.

……

"I don't agree. Why should we, the red family members, be given the right to vote if they are voted for by you people?"

While I was thinking, someone below spoke.

These words caused a response from the big courtyard brother.

"Yes, our fathers worked for the country..."

"That's it, what happened to the school? Now it has become the leader of the Communist Party..."

……

Seeing this, Chen Xiaolu lightly knocked on the table and said, "Okay, be quiet, be quiet."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the two teachers next to him and Yang Xiaole, and continued: "This is also the first time we have held such a democratic vote. There may be some problems. I think the results of this vote will Still need to renegotiate.”

Most of the guys from the big courtyard were dismissed. Isn’t this a joke?
"Chen Xiaolu, I feel that democracy should be respected, and everything should focus on performance. We can't just comment on these students in terms of red or white... As long as we don't forget the class line..."

Yao Bo spoke next to him.

After finishing speaking, he continued: "Furthermore, it was you guys who were the first to talk about democratic elections. Students, do you think so?"

"Yes!" "That's it..."

The people below naturally agreed for a while.

"Why?"

"Yes, you grew up in a privileged family..."

People on both sides started to quarrel.

At this time, there is no distinction between classes.

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Gao Jiazhen nodded on the table: "Okay, everyone, be quiet. Today's meeting is over first. Let's go back and study it first. We will have another meeting later when we find a time."

These words concluded the meeting.

After all, everyone was still a student, so they didn't say anything when they saw this.

Some people were secretly happy, while others were filled with indignation.

The crowd dispersed, and it was getting dark outside.

The teacher also took the things and left.

After they left, Chen Xiaolu said to the two of them: "Do you think this is a healthy development conference?"

Yao Bo shrugged: "As I said before, democratic elections were introduced by your big brother. It can't end now, and it's not the result we want."

After that, he packed up his things and left the classroom.

Chen Xiaolu frowned as he watched the other party leave, and then asked Yang Xiaole, "Xiaole, what happened to you today? Haven't you always ignored this matter?"

Yang Xiaole saw this and said, "Did you see it too? Most of the first person passed, but what about the second one? All the brothers in your big courtyard collectively opposed it. Isn't this a bit intentional?"

He knew in his heart that things today were a little rushed.

Because some of them are from peasant families and some are from worker families, these people can be won over by Chen Xiaolu.

It is estimated that Chen Xiaolu will react after a while.

After all, red still has to rule.

Yao Bo couldn't dance for long, but he still voted against the big brother.

Hearing this, Chen Xiaolu remained silent.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "Okay, I'm going back first! Let's talk about it next time if we have a meeting."

After saying hello, he left.

When Chen Xiaolu saw this, he stayed for a while, then came to his senses and walked outside.

……

After coming out, he saw Hua Yourong in the carport, and the other party was still waiting for him there.

Seeing him coming, Hua Yourong muttered: "Hey, Xiaole, do you think those people went too far in today's meeting? When they chose Zhao Qianfeng, everyone was very fair. How come we are here?" Everyone is collectively opposed to it! It’s too much!”

Yang Xiaole shrugged and said with a smile: "What's weird about this? The quarrel has been going on for so long since last year. They think the youth league should be a red college, not a white college."

These words made Hua Yourong confused for a while: "But, *** said it, everything is about performance. Are they right, or ***?"

Yang Xiaole sighed after hearing this, and didn't explain much: "Okay, let's go home! It's completely dark."

School ended at 5:20, and the meeting lasted for more than an hour.

It's almost seven o'clock now.

After hearing this, Hua Yourong looked at the sky, and finally pushed the car and left together.

At this time, except for these people attending the meeting, there was basically no one else outside the school.

"Yang Xiaole!"

After riding for a while, he saw Wang Rong and Li Baoguo waiting for him there.

Yang Xiaole rode his bike, slowed down, and came to the front. He looked at Hua Yourong next to him and said with a smile, "You go back first, I have something else to do."

He already knew what he was doing.

It’s about uniting people who can be united.

Hua Yourong looked at a few people and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll leave first! Rongrong, goodbye!"

In the same class, she still said hello.

Then he rode away on his bike.

After they left, Wang Rong looked at Hua Yourong who was leaving and frowned.

Then he turned around and asked: "Yang Xiaole, your father is a worker and he used to be a poor farmer. Why do you want to help those people? We should be the ones you unite with!"

After saying that, he glanced at Hua Yourong who was leaving and said, "Also, it's better for you to stay less with Hua Yourong and other ginsengs. It won't be good for you to go to college in the future."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole felt unhappy.

He said calmly: "No one seems to have the right to control who I am friends with, right? Besides, why can't people like Hua Yourong get involved together? We need to unite people who can be united. I am also helping them to progress in their thinking!"

These words made several people frown.

Yu Wenbin, who was hiding behind him, saw this and said directly: "I didn't see that you were helping them to improve. You were trying to get someone."

Yang Xiaole looked at him and then asked: "Don't be so anxious to put such a big label on me. We are all classmates now. Why are you trying to date me? Are you taking into account the reputation of your female classmates when you say this?" Didn’t Wen Bin follow Lu Minqi before? Can’t you tell? “What are you doing?”

They are all eighteen or nineteen years old.

Not a child.

Even if he and Hua Yourong were having an affair, as long as he didn't admit it and no one caught him, it would be fine.

As soon as these words came out, Yu Wenbin became embarrassed and angry.

Any fool can see that he treats Lu Minqi differently from others.

At this time, others couldn't help but laugh.

Wang Rong frowned when she saw this, and said: "Okay, stop talking nonsense. These are all things that have no trace, so don't talk nonsense. Yang Xiaole, we are looking for you today. Chen Xiaolu is planning to set up a group of big courtyard brothers and workers' children. A basic group and we hope you will join us.”

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole thought about it for a while.

Finally, he shook his head: "You can participate on your own! I'll forget it. Okay, if nothing happens, I'll go back first."

After that, he left on his bike.

After the others left, Li Baoguo finally spoke: "I told you not to look for him. You must look for him. Why do you insist on making yourself unhappy?"

"Hey, classmate Li Baoguo, there's something wrong with your ideological attitude! People like Yang Xiaole look like a wallflower at first glance, and they don't have a firm revolutionary mentality."

Yu Wenbin muttered next to him.

Li Baoguo frowned upon seeing this.

Wang Rong looked at Yang Xiaole's leaving figure, pondered there, and then said: "Okay, let's contact Sun Tiezhu and Gu Lan tomorrow. Forget it, her family's situation does not meet the standards for absorption, and there are people like Guan Yingying. They They are all candidates who can be recruited, and we will do the ideological work tomorrow.”

……

It was already late when Yang Xiaole returned home.

Everyone at home has already eaten.

"Why so late? The rice is in the pot!"

Wang Qiuju saw him coming back and asked quickly, going over to get him something to eat.

Yang Xiaole smiled nonchalantly and said, "Oh, there is a meeting at school, so I stayed here for the meeting. Dad, what are you talking about!"

At this time, the eldest brother was rarely talking to his father.

When the elder brother saw this, he smiled and said: "Oh, it's nothing. I heard that there is a meeting at the top, and there may be something to do to support the third front."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole frowned.

The south is not very peaceful during this time, and it has been reported several times in the newspapers.

He knows about supporting the third line.

Because most of the current industries are concentrated on the coast and in big cities, which does not conform to the strategic layout. Once something happens, these industries will be very dangerous.

The third line of support that has lasted for more than ten years started this year.

He is also paying attention to this matter.

The eldest brother's factory is okay, but the father's factory is industrial and semi-military.

I don’t know what the situation is.

It's just that there is no follow-up to this topic. There is no specific statement yet on when the relocation will take place and which units will be relocated.

Thinking of this, he looked at Yang Guangzhi: "Dad, you won't use your energy again to support the third front, right? Is there any news from the factory?"

Yang Guangzhi glared at him angrily: "Did I tell you? This is a meeting in the factory. They are mobilizing those who can be mobilized. Once the decision is made, we will leave immediately."

(End of this chapter)