The next day.

Tuesday, February 1, 5 days before market day.

But Chen Fan's focus can't be on catching up with the market, he has to complete the task of writing a press release first.

Ran to the brigade headquarters at 6:50 a.m. and turned on the radio on time.

Then practice martial arts under the guidance of Xiao Liewen.

After all the warm-up exercises, Zama steps, and Five Elements Boxing were all practiced, it was already 9 o'clock.

During this period, Chen Fan has been practicing, Xiao Liewen has been watching, if it weren't for his eyes still open, Chen Fan would have thought he was asleep.

After doing two breathing techniques, Chen Fan slowly collected his efforts and asked Captain Xiao, "Captain Xiao, when will the embankment start?" ”

Xiao Liewen yawned and pointed to the embankment next to him, "It's already started." ”

Just a small project, after delineating the responsibility section, talk about the construction standards and essentials, and start construction with tools, there is really nothing to prepare.

Chen Fan, "Ah, then I'll take a look." ”

Packing up and going out.

Xiao Liewen smiled, "I know this, are you going to collect style?" ”

Chen Fan grinned and nodded, "Ah, yes." ”

It's not wrong to say that the wind is collected, seeing is believing, and the things that are written have texture, not to mention that he hasn't seen the real embankment, so it's good to have a long experience.

After Xiao Liewen locked the door, he walked down side by side with him with his hands behind his back, "When we used to fight on the front line, there were also reporters who went over to collect news, and frankly speaking, at that time, there were individual soldiers who looked down on those civilian cadres, thinking that the troops were just for fighting, so what kind of civilian jobs did they want. ”

Chen Fan twitched slightly in the corner of his eyes on the side, is this "individual fighter" yourself?

Xiao Liewen only cared about talking, and didn't see his expression, otherwise he must resolutely clarify.

He lowered his head and continued, "But later I found out that those civilian reporters were really good, they didn't have guns in their hands, so they went to the battlefield with notebooks and pens, and used their pens to record the battles and heroic deeds on the front line, and many heroic models on the battlefield were written down by them with their pens.

At that time, the country was also poor and couldn't afford to buy too many cameras, so some of them could draw, so they drew the scenes on the battlefield in their notebooks, so that the people in our country could understand the first-hand picture of the battlefield,......"

He didn't hear Chen Fan's voice, so he turned his head to look, but he didn't see anyone.

Immediately stunned for a moment, and then turned around, only to see Chen Fan standing on the stairs in a daze, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Chen Fan came back to his senses, hurriedly took two quick steps, and asked, "You just said that the reporter was sketching on the front line?" Also in the newspapers? ”

Xiao Liewen looked at him puzzled, "What is a sketch?" ”

Chen Fan raised his hand and gestured, "It's to draw the outline of people and things with a pencil." ”

When painting on the battlefield, you definitely can't set up a shelf to paint oil paintings, and you can't set up a table to paint Chinese paintings, so 100 percent, you must be holding a notebook and sketching.

"Oh, that's just a sketch."

Xiao Liewen nodded, "Yes, yes, they just draw sketches, at that time, a reporter came to our company to collect style, and he also painted a few soldiers in our company, and the paintings are similar, similar to taking pictures." ”

Chen Fan's eyes rolled twice, and he smiled, "That's really powerful." ”

Then he stopped talking about the topic and moved on.

Xiao Liewen couldn't stop, and talked about war reporters again, "The reporters of the year were terrible, Wen Neng picked up a pen and Wu Neng carried a gun, so he said that there was a man named Yan Wu, and others called him 'Wu Reporter', how did this title come about?"

It was once that he followed his troops to the front, and the commander on the battlefield died, and the enemy was rushing towards our army, what should I do at this time? One of the soldiers saw that he was carrying a telescope and thought that he was the commander and asked him for orders to fight.

Coincidentally, Yan Wu followed this unit from the very beginning, and listened to the commander's process of receiving orders, analyzing the enemy's situation, and issuing tasks, and he knew that the purpose of this operation was to repel the enemy and open the channel to victory, so he decisively ordered a comprehensive counterattack, and finally won the victory.

Since then, he has been known as a 'military reporter' and has set a record of 'participating in the most battles, writing the most war news, and organizing the most campaign reports on the front line'. ……”

Xiao Liewen counted the advanced deeds of war correspondents, and Chen Fan listened very carefully, and at the same time was distracted.

Since war correspondents can draw sketches, can they also use sketches instead of photographs?

It's not impossible.

As a mechatronics student, he was also able to draw beautiful drawings.

Although this painting is far from that painting, it doesn't matter, he can practice.

It just so happens that there is a book of "Art Knowledge" in the library, which has the content of sketching.

Providence!

The two walked slowly to the embankment, one said that he was happy and happy, and the other was very happy when he figured it out.

Standing on the embankment, not far away is a hot scene.

Xiao Liewen pointed to a small hillside where he was digging, and said with a smile, "That hillside is undulating, and you can't build houses, nor can you grow rice and cotton. ”

After a pause, a trace of amazement flashed in his eyes, "Actually, it's not expensive, I heard from my comrades-in-arms in Shanghai that they sold for 4 dimes for a load of 60 catties of wet firewood." There are also some places in North China and northern Shaanxi where the grass and trees are scarce, and when there were landlords before liberation, I will not talk about it, just more than ten years ago, a pound of firewood costs 3 cents, and the common people are eager to pick up a handful of grass when they see it, and now they don't know how much.

Compared with those places, even if we have more grass and trees here, the rich man Lu only charges 1 dime for 100 catties of wet firewood, which can be regarded as kind. ”

Chen Fan blinked, and wanted to say, is the captain off topic?

Xiao Liewen turned his head to look at him, thinking that he didn't dare to take what he said, so he waved his hand and smiled, "It's okay to say these things now, if it was a year ago, I wouldn't dare to say it." ”

Chen Fan saw that he was getting farther and farther, so he could only pull the topic back, "So this time to pick up the embankment, where to take the earth?" ”

Xiao Liewen nodded, "Farmland is fundamental, if you can not move, you will not move, now the common people burn firewood, mainly relying on straw and cotton stalks, not enough on the river embankment, behind the house in front of the village, how can it be enough to burn the fire, simply dig up this firewood mountain, and when the mountain is dug flat, there will be more than ten acres of good land." ”

Digging mountains and taking soil, and then transforming them into fertile land after completion, is really a double win, no wonder Captain Xiao's face is quite colorful.

Chen Fan thought about it, took out his notebook and began to record.

"In the past, the poor peasants had to pay for cutting firewood, and the landlord's firewood mountain has become the earthwork for repairing the embankment today, the same mountain, different uses, reflecting that we are a ......"

Xiao Liewen watched him write from the side, his eyes gradually became dull, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly, this correspondent is well found!

(End of chapter)