Chapter 509: Oops

For Xiping County, Li really values it very much.

It is also a place of focus and care.

This place used to be a poor place with bad mountains and bad waters, and the people were harassed everywhere, and even the county advocated the ocean, which was forced to be pants for the common people.

Seeing Zhang Haiyang again, this guy looks a little more shrewd. I greeted him at the city gate with a flashlight:

"Dean Li, you're finally here. I heard that you have arrived in Xizhou, and I am looking forward to when you will come to Xiping County to inspect. You are the great benefactor of Xiping County, and the transformation of Xiping County was all contributed by you. Let's take a look now, is the change in Xiping County as you wish? ”

Li Zhen shook hands with Zhang Haiyang and said with a smile: "Tomorrow's big harvest, how are you preparing?" ”

"It's ready, it's all in solidarity. All are ready, by the way, the government has also allocated four harvesters to our Xiping County. Now that a lot of civil servants have been vacated, the Kyushu Academy of Sciences is really the sun of the people. Take care of us all the time and warm us. Gave us light and ......"

Li Zhen's face was full of impatience: "Don't talk about these empty words." ”

Zhang Haiyang's face was straight: "Up and down is full of passion, ready to roll up his sleeves and work in the field all the time." By the way, Dean Li, I also wrote a song, which was promoted throughout the county when the time came, and everyone sang "Song of Harvesting Rice" to work in the field. At that time, tsk, big scene, tens of thousands of people working in the rice fields, harvesters roaring in the fields, and singing everywhere. You fantasize about it, isn't it particularly beautiful. ”

Li Zhen smiled: "It's okay." These motivating, motivational behaviors are very good. ”

"By the way, Dean Li, let me sing you this song of rice harvesting. It's very nice and catchy. Now the whole Xiping County can sing, and when I sing it, I feel energetic. ”

"Then you can sing."

As he spoke, Zhang Haiyang accompanied Li Zhen and the others to the yamen, and sang loudly in the middle of the night:

"The mountains are full of yellow leaves.

The village is full of autumn harvests.

The sky is full of white clouds.

The ears of rice all over the ground are yellow in the field.

Oops, oops, oops.

The autumn harvest is busy, the autumn harvest is busy, the autumn harvest is busy.

The coming year is as hot as fire, oops, hey.

The wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers, oops, oops.

The golden rice is held in his hand, and the rice bowl with white flowers is in it.

Oops, hey, hey, hey. ”

After Zhang Haiyang finished singing, his face was full of intoxication, and he was still chanting and singing with his eyes closed and shaking his head. Under the starry sky, there was a constant sound of brainwashing.

'Poof'

'Hahahaha'

Li Zhen and the others not only laughed, but Qi was stunned and couldn't stand the laughter.

Zhang Haiyang looked at everyone with an innocent face: "Isn't it very powerful?" Doesn't it sound good? Hi, the main thing is that it's catchy, and whoever listens to it once will sing it. ”

Saying that, Zhang Haiyang said as if showing off: "My most proud sentence is still that sentence, the coming year is red like fire, the wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers, the golden rice is held in his hand, and the rice bowl with white flowers is filled." This writes about the vision of the future, all the process of harvesting paddy, and beautiful fantasies. Alas, I'm very proud of this sentence, which is simply the finishing touch in the whole song. ”

Jia Liping quipped: "Your lyrics are written with a sense of detachment. White flowers in a rice bowl. Extremely contemporary. ”

"Not really. Many people say that this sentence is worth the money. Everything else is a foil, mainly to bring out this sentence. Isn't this what the people are looking forward to? There is white rice to eat every meal, which is the outlook of Xizhou. ”

Li Zhen smiled bitterly: "If you think it's good, it's okay." ”

"It's time to arrive. Dean Li, then you still live in this guest house. I told someone to fetch you hot water and bathe you. I was tired all the way. ”

"Okay, I'm sorry for you."

"Look at what you said."

“……”

After Zhang Haiyang left, Jia Liping couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.

"It's easy to say, Xiping County is also a county. How did Zhang Haiyang get it, it's like we entered the village. ”

"Oops, oops, oops. 、”

"Hahaha, my mind is full of oops, oops."

“……”

While chatting and joking, I slept like this.

At eight o'clock the next morning, the crowd, who had finally fallen asleep, was awakened again.

Li Zhen sat up from the head of the bed, his head a little cloudy. Suddenly, there was a noisy sound in my ears, as if I was hallucinating.

'Bang la la'

Qi was stunned in the next room and pushed open the window and looked out with a misty face.

But seeing the morning sun, a band of 100 people began to parade through the streets.

Some of the people in the front row of 100 people are holding gongs, some are pushing drums, and some are sitting in the car and playing suona. Hybridization of various musical instruments.

Ding, ding, shocking.

Then more than 100 people began to sing in chorus, singing in unison while parading the streets and alleys.

"The mountains are full of yellow leaves, the villages are full of autumn harvests, the sky is full of white clouds, and the ears of rice are yellow all over the ground...... Oops, oops, oops. ”

"Oops, hey."

"Oops yo oop yo oop oo......p yo oop yo oo oooo oo

“……”

It's like a magic sound.

It's like a wake-up band, but I don't want people to sleep well, so I get up early in the morning and sing in the streets. For fear that people will sleep lazy.

The gong clanged, and the drum shook the sky.

You can't hear anything else in your ears, and when you come out, there is only the sound of gongs and drums.

Zhang Haiyang finally wrote a song, he felt that he was a talent, and he was very intoxicated. It doesn't matter whether others are intoxicated or not, they forcibly indoctrinate people every day.

But I have to say that in fact, the effect of this is still good.

After the band passed, the people opened the doors to clean up and went to work.

Everyone is brainwashed.

An old man who sprinkled water on the road, while sprinkling water, shook his head and hummed: "The autumn harvest is busy, the autumn harvest is busy, oops, hey." ”

A woman with a sickle walked to the field with her ass dangling, singing loudly as she walked: "The mountains are full of fields and leaves are yellow, and the villages are full of autumn harvests." The autumn harvest is busy, the autumn harvest is busy...... Oops, oops. ”

Li Zhen sighed, rubbed his dark eye circles, and got dressed and got up.

Wash your face and brush your teeth. A new day begins.

Walking out of the door of the guest house, I stood on the renovated main street of Xiping County, and saw a busy crowd. People who saw the government began to put up all kinds of slogans and make all kinds of preparations.

Vigorously advertise that the autumn harvest will be tomorrow, and the autumn harvest will be done.

This situation made Li Zhen's mood feel a little more comfortable if he didn't sleep well, and he couldn't help muttering: "The autumn harvest is busy, the autumn harvest is busy, the autumn harvest is busy, oops, hey, hey......"