Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Chapter 679 Model and Motorcycle

After struggling for a long time, Wan Feng finally found some sense and started to play the prelude. After the prelude like water, the singing began to flow.

Evening breeze blows Penghu Bay

white waves chasing the beach

There is no coconut grove to decorate the setting sun

just a sea blue

Sitting on the low wall in front of the door, fantasizing over and over again

There are also two pairs and a half of footprints on the sandy beach at dusk

After the song was sung, there was warm applause in the room.

"I didn't expect Director Wan to play the guitar and play it so well."

"Really, the director looks good when he sings...what's the matter?"

"Using the words of our factory manager Luan, it's good and bad!" Someone explained.

Wan Feng had black lines on his face, why is Luan Feng still so bad? It's so handsome, isn't it!

"It's so handsome! Handsome means good-looking! Do you understand? Remember it's handsome not bad!"

Dealing with these women is so exhausting.

"Director Wan is so handsome! How about singing one more time?"

"Sing "Country Road" again."

"After singing the country road, sing "The Wilderness Pastoral""

"And then sing..."

People's hearts are higher than the sky, becoming an emperor wants to become a fairy, and these female workers have already arranged a long program list for Wan Feng before this one is sung.

Is this a concert for me?

If there is a concert to sell tickets, I wonder if it can be sold?

Others don't know that the female worker in the garment factory should be able to buy it, and if anyone doesn't buy it, her wages will be deducted, hum!

Wan Feng sang another "Pastoral Song"

This song appeared in Hong Kong in 1980, but the tape did not appear until last year. I saw how unpopular Mandarin songs are in Hong Kong.

Wan Feng decided not to sing after singing "Pastoral Songs in the Wilderness", and the workers in the day shift would definitely ask him to continue singing after get off work, and he really had a concert.

"I'll sing it later, when you have almost learned it in the future, I will come and teach you many, many nice songs."

The female workers obviously didn't hear enough. Although the boss is average in length, he has a really good voice, and his singing seems to be no worse than those in the tape recorder.

But if the boss stopped singing, they had no choice but to break up.

These musical instruments need to be taken care of by one person, otherwise these lynx beasts will probably break in a few days.

Wan Feng thought that the candidate was Jiang Min.

Jiang Min is an introverted person. Although he doesn't like to talk usually, he seems to have strong literary and artistic cells. He likes to read books on weekdays, and often hums a ditty secretly by himself. He has a very good voice. When he was in elementary school, he played the waist drum.

What would it be like to ask her to beat the timpani?

Hehehehe, that must be a very sensational scene.

According to Luan Feng, Jiang Min also secretly wrote some line-by-line things on the paper, but she didn't know what was written, and she couldn't understand it.

It should be poetry.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Min also suffered from Wenqing disease.

There were still plenty of literary youths in the 1980s.

Wan Feng in his previous life was also like this. When he was working in an auto parts factory from 1992 to 1995, he also wrote those things that moaned without illness. too much.

Wan Feng believes that there must be a group of such girls in the garment factory.

Since there is such a group, how about running a small publication based on general power?

It would also be interesting to give these people a chance to put their words into type.

The biggest dream of literary youth is to turn their writing into printed characters.

Wan Feng felt that they should be given such a chance.

This is a good idea. To apply for a serial number, first run a small journal similar to the Beiliao Youth, with a 32-format format, mainly publishing articles by local authors, and publishing various new people and new things about Jiang Wei.

Naturally, you have to pay the manuscript fee.

In this way, it will definitely lose money in the early stage, and when it develops to have advertising revenue, it will be able to break even.

Wan Feng didn't expect this thing to make money or anything, as long as it could make ends meet, he hoped that this small publication would become a platform to promote the prestige.

Print media still has a golden age of 20 years, and will be replaced by the Internet in 2,000 years.

A lot can be done in twenty years.

I don't know if Jiang Min can provoke this matter?

Wan Feng found Jiang Min when the day shift was off work.

"Sister Min, I have something to discuss with you, Feng'er! You help Sister Min to prevent her from falling down due to the blow."

Jiang Min gave Wan Feng a white look: "Am I so weak?"

"I thought about some things just now, and I decided that from tomorrow onwards, you will no longer be in charge of the production management of the factory, and let Li Erman be in charge of the production."

Jiang Min's face was a little pale, but she didn't say anything but bit her lip.

"Don't feel disappointed. It's not that your production management is not good. I just want to give you a position where you can display your talents."

"Oh, you have something to say quickly, okay, why are you still panting!" Luan Feng was dissatisfied, she didn't like other people's tricks, and she wanted to slap anyone who talked to her and hid it.

"I want Sister Min to be in charge of the spare time cultural life of the garment factory workers. Of course, she will not be off-duty. You should work as you should. Use your spare time to manage these things, and the factory will give you some meager compensation."

What Jiang Min thought about was not the reward.

"Managing cultural life? What do you care about?"

"Come!"

Wan Feng brought Jiang Min and Luan Feng to the activity room of the garment factory.

In the past, this activity room only had a TV set and a dozen rows of long chairs, but now there is a large piece of furniture that looks like a large wardrobe in the corner.

Wan Feng opened the cabinet and inside was the musical instrument he bought this afternoon.

"Is this the formation of a Yangko team?" Luan Feng spoke quickly.

Wan Feng squinted at Luan Feng: "Does your Yangko team use erhu and guitar and electronic organ?"

"Isn't it necessary? I don't think it can't be used."

This head is weird again. Twisting Yangko is mainly gongs, drums and suona. In the sound of gongs and drums, what role can the erhu guitar play?

"Our factory currently has a staff of two hundred or so, and it won't be long before another group of people will enter the factory to implement three shifts. With more people, the amateur cultural life of the employees must also keep up. These workers, especially the female workers who live in the house, must not be allowed to spend their spare time. Nothing to do, I think the amateur cultural life of the workers in the factory will also keep up with the pace of development, I bought these musical instruments in the afternoon, and I will hand them over to you to manage."

"Just manage these things?"

"Managing these musical instruments is only one aspect. In the future, I will hire some teachers to teach you these musical instruments. After you have learned it, we will form a performance team of our own, and we will also form a model team."

"Motorcycle team?"

Luan Feng is completely obsessed with motorcycles now.

"It's a model, not a motorcycle!"

"It sounds about the same."

It's so far away, one walks with a wheel and the other walks with two wheels, what have they have in common?

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