Zhang Yongqiang and Hao Xiuqin, directors of the Political Department, as members of the steering committee, also sat in the front row. The rest of Xu Youcai, as well as Su Xiuling and a few others, just sat in the back row. Xu Youcai just glanced at Liu Chunjiang, and only Su Xiuling nodded slightly to Liu Chunjiang.

He Wenhui looked around at the leaders of the Revolutionary Committee of several vertical kiln workshops sitting across the conference table, smiled, and said:

"Okay, it seems that your work is still ahead of other workshops, yes, that's it. Okay, let's start reporting first. ”

Zhao Tiangang is a capable cadre under He Wenhui in the * movement. As long as He Wenhui said something, no matter what it was, Zhao Tiangang took the lead in responding. The relationship between the two of them turned out to be very familiar. Arrived*, since they both started by rebellion, the relationship has taken a step further, and now, two people are as good as one person.

Zhao Tiangang looked a little excited, he looked at the leaders opposite, then took out a pre-written draft, cleared his throat, and began to report to work.

First of all, on behalf of the workshop, he extended a warm welcome to the factory propaganda and cultural work steering committee that came to the scene to guide, and then, he put down the manuscript and took the lead in applauding, while applauding, he also looked around......

There was a round of applause in the conference room.

After everyone finished applauding, Zhao Tiangang picked up the speech and began to report. He first talked about the workshop revolutionary committee, since receiving the work deployment of the factory revolutionary committee, after they came back, they attached great importance to this work, and then talked about how they raised their understanding, unified their thinking, carefully organized, and grasped the implementation.

I don't know who copied these clichés from the newspaper for him.

Zhao Tiangang's report became louder and louder. He said how he mobilized the creative enthusiasm of the working masses and finally produced many excellent poetry works, which were highly praised by the factory leaders and how the working masses were satisfied.

Speaking of this, Zhao Tiangang put down the manuscript, and he gave two more examples, saying how he focused on the work of each specific link and how he gave prominence to politics in his work. Finally, he asked Xue Kemei, on behalf of the workshop, to introduce the masthead of their poster to the factory leaders, that is, the theme of the creation of this poster and the content they wanted to express.

Xue Kemei walked to the picture posted on the wall and spoke to the people present.

She first talked about the theme of the creation of this picture.

Then, she began to talk about the content of the painting and the creative method.

After the speech, there was a round of applause in the conference room.

He Wenhui, the head of the factory revolutionary committee, squinted his eyes, and after listening to Xue Kemei's introduction, he lit a cigarette and said with a smile:

"I just listened to what Director Zhao and Xiao Xue said, what kind of poetry and painting are mentioned in it, to be honest, I am a big old man, that is, a layman, and I don't understand what kind of art and expression techniques you are talking about.

However, although I don't know any of this, I still know some of it. I can listen to poetry, and I can hear high and low; I can look at the art and I can see the good and the bad. As for the poems, you all sent your works a few days ago, and the steering committee also passed the review, and there are a few works that look very good, so I won't say more here, you just have to copy them as they are. As for art, I just heard the author Xiao Xue talk about her creative themes and creative techniques, and it doesn't seem to be a big problem, which is basically in line with our proposal that literature and art should adhere to the principle of "three prominences". Judging from the content of the picture, I think it is quite good, it can show the heroic spirit of our working class in the proletarian cultural revolution movement, dare to create and dare to work, and dare to declare war on all ghosts, snakes, and gods; the characters are also very good, tall and mighty, ruddy complexion, strong body, full of spirit, and fully display the style of our contemporary working class......

When He Wenhui said this, he picked up the water cup and took a sip of tea. He is very eloquent, and he has spoken a lot in one breath.

Everyone in the audience listened to his speech quietly, and most of them took out a small notebook and listened to it while memorizing.

Liu Chunjiang leaned back in his chair and listened to a few words at first, but later, when He Wenhui talked about the empty words and clichés in the back, his brain was a little deserted, but he couldn't see it in the appearance at all. Over the years, the movements have been one after another, and every time the movement, the conference arrangement, the implementation of the small meeting, either learning or discussion, endlessly, he has long been tired of these.

Listening but not listening, and unable to do anything else, Liu Chunjiang sat there, his eyes began to look around.

He secretly observed the expression of Xue Kemei, who was sitting next to him, and saw her sitting there, also holding a small notebook and pretending to write on it carefully, when he inadvertently glanced at her notebook, this glance didn't matter, a glance almost made him laugh.

It turned out that Xue Kemei didn't remember anything in that small notebook at all, but secretly drew a vicious wolf, and on the screen, the wolf was staring at two eyeballs and looking into the distance......

Liu Chunjiang hurriedly covered his mouth, for fear that he would laugh out loud. After a while, he realized that it was dangerous for her to do so. So, he quietly touched her with his foot.

Xue Kemei turned her head to look at him, and then secretly raised her head to look at He Wenhui.

At this time, He Wenhui was talking endlessly......

So, Xue Kemei secretly grimaced at him, and then flipped the notebook elsewhere......

Liu Chunjiang looked at Wang Xuefei again, only to see that he was staring, leaning forward with his body leaning forward, stretching his neck, and his face was focused, as if he was listening hungrily. It's like a good student listening to a teacher in class, or like a devout believer sitting in a church listening to a pastor's sermon.

Liu Chunjiang looked at Wang Xuefei's appearance and felt a little funny in his heart, but although Liu Chunjiang felt a little funny, really from the bottom of his heart, he still admired Wang Xuefei's attitude, because if he was himself, he would not be able to do this no matter what.

Just when Liu Chunjiang was distracted in his mind, there was a burst of applause in the conference room, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that He Wenhui had finished speaking. So, he also raised his hands and made a symbolic gesture twice while looking at He Wenhui.

After He Wenhui finished speaking, the deputy directors of several factory revolutionary committees also began to speak.

The speeches of these people are relatively short. Some of them made some additions to He Wenhui's speech, while others only put forward some of their own views in some respects.

After several deputy directors finished speaking, Zhang Yongqiang was left among the leaders.

As the current director of the Political Department, this is his job in terms of propaganda and culture, so of course he is the protagonist.

So, it was only natural that he should have said a few more words.

In the end, Zhang Yongqiang's eloquence is very good, and when he speaks, the theme is prominent, the organization is clear, the logic is clear, and the language is vivid. Moreover, it has a certain degree of theory, and can be combined with some vivid examples, which makes Liu Chunjiang sound and can't help but admire his eloquence.

At this time, Xue Kemei was also listening attentively. She listened and took notes earnestly.

Just as Zhang Yongqiang was speaking, Wang Xuefei stood up gently, he picked up the kettle, first stored some water for He Wenhui, and then walked to other leaders and poured them one by one. When the water was finished, he returned to his seat and sat down.

Wang Xuefei listened while turning his face sideways, looking at the propaganda poster posted on the wall with a serious expression.

After Zhang Yongqiang finished speaking, He Wenhui looked around and began to ask again:

"What else do you think?"

Everyone looked at each other, but no one spoke.

At this time, I don't know why, Wang Xuefei's face was a little red.

He Wenhui looked at the sitting there again, looking at the painted look with a focused expression, and said with a smile:

"Xiao Wang, you look so carefully and carefully, then you can tell me what you think of this painting. ”

Wang Xuefei hesitated, stood up, his face was very red, first glanced at Zhang Yongqiang, then at Xue Kemei, and finally, then said:

"This painting, in terms of the content of the picture, is not a big problem, but ...... only in some details, I personally think there is a serious problem in it. ”

As soon as Wang Xuefei's words came out, the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became tense, and everyone held their breath, waiting for Wang Xuefei's later words.

Liu Chunjiang was a little surprised, he looked at Wang Xuefei blankly, and then looked at the propaganda poster posted on the wall, not knowing what he was going to say.

Xue Kemei was the same at this time, she frowned, her eyes widened, her face was very red, and her expression was very nervous......

He Wenhui also turned his head, looked at the painting again, looked at it, and didn't seem to find anything wrong, so he said to Wang Xuefei:

"Now that you see the problem, speak up. So that everyone can hear it. ”

Wang Xuefei got up and walked to the poster, looked at Xue Kemei with two eyes, and asked:

"I would like to ask the author Xue Kemei, have you finished painting this propaganda poster. ”

Xue Kemei's heart was beating, she looked at the painting again, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"It's done. ”

Wang Xuefei listened and said:

"Well, since the painting is finished, then I have to ask the author, why did you draw this worker into six fingers?

Wang Xuefei's words, like a *, were thrown into the conference room, and there was a violent explosion immediately.