This is the driver of the post office, and he will go to the field every day to deliver mail, so he still knows the situation of the station relatively well, so he can't help but wonder when he hears the old director say this.

"It's time to recuperate, can't we do something else?" For the actual recklessness, the old field chief was very dissatisfied.

"Hehe, what can you do? A professional in engineering? He knew the task of the station, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, you kid, look down on us, don't you?" The old director was even more dissatisfied, "What we are doing this time is culture, haven't you participated in the activities organized by the cultural station?" ”

"I participated, but what kind of event is this?"

"You didn't get notice, did you? System Photo Contest,"

"Oh, I really don't know, I went outside to pull mail yesterday,"

"Then you can sign up for it quickly, this event was personally planned by Political Commissar Fang, and there are rich prizes! In the past two days, the manuscripts will arrive one after another, you have to hurry up and send them, we can conduct a competition, to tell you, the organizing committee is located in my office, we are one of the members," the old director is very proud, "If you kid behaves well, when it's over, I'll talk to your director, count you as a cooperative unit, maybe, the mail office also has a reward!" ”

"Hehe, that's great, I'll tell the director when I go back, I thank you in advance," the driver was very happy, "We have to be considered a cooperative unit, you see, how many emails are there, I still wonder?" In the past, you only had a pouch at the station, but today, what's going on, this big pile? I'm afraid I'll delay you, so I didn't come here because it wasn't Marley's? ”

"Well, good performance, these two bags of things will be awarded to you," the old field chief gave him the preserved fruit brought by Lao Fang on the table, "This was specially brought back from Beijing by Political Commissar Fang, I didn't even give up to eat, and the award is given to you!" He was very happy to see that the driver helped move bags of mail in, anyway, he couldn't eat this preserved fruit himself, so he was happy to be a favor.

"Thank you, the old director, the email of the past two days, you can rest assured, I promise to deliver it at any time!" The postman was happy, unloaded the mail, took the preserved fruit and left happily, and since then, the mail has been continuous, and he can run several times a day.

"What's the situation, this is?" Looking at the piles of mail on the table, the old field manager was happy and worried, "It seems that this event is quite successful?" So many so early on? Do you have to have it in the afternoon? Just take advantage of the fact that they haven't gotten up yet, I'll help them do some work first, and enjoy it while registering! ”

Just do it, the old director sat there and began to open the mail, "Hehe, it's really good, this scenery is really beautiful, well, this is not bad, it's the last sports competition, well, this is more interesting, how to eat and take a photo?" He watched and enjoyed at the same time, "Yes, yes, there are actual life records, as well as sports and cultural life, hehe, Lao Fang's trick is really powerful, which not only encourages the enthusiasm of the fighters to participate in the competition, but also activates the grassroots culture!" He unwrapped the registered mail and placed it neatly on his desk. Mobile SM:

"Old field chief, what are you doing here alone?" It was Xiao Xiong who asked the question, and yesterday the political commissar Fang saw that there was not enough manpower here, so he asked him to stay and work with everyone, so he slept very late yesterday. But he is a person who is used to getting up early, so when there was a knock on the door just now, he couldn't sleep.

"Oh, Xiao Gong, why don't you sleep more? Why are you waking up so early? ”

"I'm used to it, I can't sleep, I woke up when I heard the car just now, why are there so many emails?"

"Go out to the newspaper, it's all the manuscripts of the competition, and now some of us have done it, and there are really a lot of people participating in the competition!"

"Hehe, of course, Zeng Fan has engaged in so many cultural activities, and he has already summoned everyone's enthusiasm, and he has seized the opportunity to perform hard! Let me tell you, if I wasn't a member of the office, I would have to participate this time, we don't dare to say the first prize, it's no problem to get a second prize, right? ”

"Haha, you just blow it, wait for the future equipment, fiddling with the camera, that's a technology, compared with artists, people call it photography, we call it photography!"

"Hey, it doesn't matter if he's taking pictures or taking pictures, as long as your hands don't shake, just click and click, what people want is instant images!"

"Okay, I understand it, it's better than me!" The old director laughed at himself, "Since you're up, then just accompany me to do it, and when they get up, we'll finish tidying up!" ”

"Come on, old field chief, let's do it together!" Xiao Xiong didn't say a word, picked up the scissors, and began to help the old field chief unpack the bag.

When I saw the photographic works that reflected the life of the grassroots, they were all in contact with me, the scenery was familiar, and the people were also familiar, and the two of them pointed and laughed while watching.

"You pay attention to the works of Suha's camera, yesterday the political commissar specially advised,"

"I know, I'm paying attention, there's nothing in this pile!"

Yesterday, Lao Fang said that we should pay special attention to the works of the "Suha" camera, they were all present, and naturally knew Lao Fang's intention, which was to use this photography contest to catch this "mole" hidden in many photographic works!

"Hey, Xiao Gong, this, this, look!" The old field manager opened another email, and just took out a photo and shouted. Because this photo is too obvious, not to mention the quality of the shooting technique, he uses a special kind of photo paper, which is particularly eye-catching in many photographic works, which can be said to stand out from the crowd, and it will make people notice at a glance. Because this machine is so good, the shooting effect is really not ordinary.

"Haha, you stinky mouse, it's finally leaking out," Xiao Xiong looked at the photo and couldn't hold back his laughter, "There must be a letter in it, which is to introduce what camera was used when this photo was taken, what speed it was, what is the aperture, hum, he can't run now!" ”

When he took out the letter inside, he was even happier, "Old field chief, there is a name below, there is no doubt that this is the person who synthesized the photo, his name is Liao Zhenchang," Xiao Xiong's face began to be solemn, and anger hung on his face, "It's him again, this villain, why is it so bad?" ”

"What? Do you know him? ”

"How can you not know? Last time, I suffered his loss, and I was instigated by him to make a big fuss behind the stage, if it wasn't for the political commissar Fang to excuse me, I would have to be punished that time! ”

"Huh? What else is there like this? ”

"No, this kid is bad, if he can't get Yang Zijiang's business, he is making trouble behind his back!"

"Huh? Then hurry up and call Lao Fang up, right? ”

"Yes, yes, call him quickly!"

"Old Fang, Old Fang!"

The old field chief didn't care whether they slept anymore, and shouted loudly as he ran...... read3;