Siheyuan: Revenge of the Stupid Pillar

Bao Dafa finished reading his speech haltingly, and there was sparse applause from the audience. Bao Dafa bowed to express his gratitude, then fled from the podium.

Seeing this, Song Rentou defended Bao Dafa forcefully:

"The model worker who just spoke is Comrade Bao Dafa from the Fifth Workshop. I believe many people know him. He is a seventh-level forger in our factory. He has been working on the front line for forty years, working diligently and never complaining, and never complaining about being tired."

“Comrade Bao Dafa is not good at speaking, but he is devoted to work and has the courage to explore. He has made remarkable achievements and trained nearly 100 apprentices with outstanding abilities, making outstanding contributions to our steel rolling mill.”

"Let us applaud Comrade Bao Dafa for his hard-working, selfless spirit, and wish him more success in his work!"

As soon as Song Rentou finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out at the scene.

Liu Haizhong said with a look of disdain: "Isn't it just that I can teach apprentices? I can teach apprentices, so why didn't you choose me as a model worker? If I were allowed to speak, I would never stumble and embarrass myself like Bao Dafa did."

Xie Changshan flattered, "Master, you are right. You are indeed more qualified to be the model worker than Bao Dafa. It's all the leaders' fault for being blind and mistaking fish eyes for pearls."

Cao Yunfei comforted him, "Master, don't be angry. You will definitely be the model worker next year."

Just as Liu Haizhong and several of his apprentices were chattering, the fourth item on the agenda of the conference - awarding prizes to model workers - had already begun on the stage.

Each model worker wore a big red flower on his chest and had a bright smile on his face, they were happier than during the Chinese New Year.

Li Daqiang's face was smiling so hard that he actually cried while laughing.

The leaders began to shake hands with the model workers and award them prizes, which were tea cups and certificates with the words “Socialist Advanced Producer” printed on them.

After the award ceremony, the much-anticipated cultural performance began.

At this time, the leaders on the stage also moved to the backstage, leaving the stage to the performers.

The first program was the dance of the Propaganda Department. It was really beautiful when those girls danced. The men were so happy that they whistled.

After the dance, singing, skits, crosstalk, poetry recitation, stage plays and other programs were performed in turn, and everyone applauded and cheered continuously.

At this time, He Yuzhu brought Mr. Xiao, Teacher Hu and others to the backstage, waiting for the notice to go on stage.

"There lives a group of people on the ancient land of China. They have black eyes, black hair and yellow skin. They are hardworking, brave, modest, prudent, united, smart and tolerant. They all have a common name - Chinese."

"Please enjoy the lyrics of "Chinese", sung by He Yuzhu."

As soon as the host finished speaking, He Yuzhu, Mr. Xiao, Teacher Hu and others came on stage with various musical instruments.

"Oh my god, it's really Director He..."

"What song is Director He going to sing? Why are there drums, flutes, and guqin?"

"Are you deaf? The host said the song is called "Chinese"."

"'The Chinese'? What song is that? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

"I haven't heard of it either. Could it be that He Yuzhu wrote it himself?"

"Come on! He Yuzhu is just a cook. What kind of songs can he write?"

"Stop arguing, the show is about to begin."

Along with a burst of passionate music, He Yuzhu's powerful singing voice suddenly rang out.

"Five thousand years of wind and rain! How many dreams have been hidden?

"Yellow face, black eyes, but a constant smile."

……

"Holding hands, there is no distinction between you and me, and walking forward with our heads held high."

"Let the world know that we are all Chinese."

……

The soulful lyrics, inspiring melody and high-pitched singing voice made everyone's blood boil and scream.

The leaders in the first row were moved and shocked. They were all educated and had a certain level of appreciation, so they could naturally hear the excellence of this song.

The big boss said seriously: "Have you heard this song before?"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

Yang Xinmin whispered, "Song Rentou, where did He Yuzhu get this song?"

Song Rentou said awkwardly: "Director, I don't know either."

Yang Xinmin was dissatisfied and said, "You are the planner of this conference. Didn't you check what songs the performers sang?"

Song Rentou quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Director. This is my negligence in my job."

Yang Xinmin glared at Song Rentou fiercely and said nothing more.

Liu Lan and Liang Ladi looked at the shining He Yuzhu on the stage with their blurred eyes and affectionate brows.

Xu Damao, Yi Zhonghai and others looked at He Yuzhu who was in the limelight with jealousy in their eyes and their teeth chattering.

After the song was over, there was thunderous applause from the audience.

"Sing it again!"

"Sing it again!"

He Yuzhu ignored the crowd's calls, bowed slightly, and prepared to step down.

The host said in a hurry: "Comrade He Yuzhu, please wait a moment. Thank you. Comrades, like me, we have a few questions for you."

He Yuzhu said calmly, "Excuse me!"

Host: "Director He, your performance of "Chinese" is magnificent and inspiring. It is a rare and good piece of work."

"But, no one has heard this song. May I ask which teacher's new song is this?"

He Yuzhu said calmly: "The song "Chinese" was written by me, and the music was composed by the teachers from the Central Conservatory of Music around me..."

As soon as He Yuzhu finished speaking, there was an uproar at the scene.

"Oh my god, it turns out that this song was really created by Director He!"

"Isn't He Yuzhu really amazing? Not only can he cook well, he can also write songs."

Xu Damao shouted, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. This Shazhu is just a lousy cook. How could he create any songs? He must have plagiarized someone else."

Liang Ladi angrily said, "Xu Damao, stop making trouble here, spreading rumors and making trouble. Haven't you heard the saying, 'When a man has been away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes'?"

Xu Damao said firmly: "This song was definitely not created by Sha Zhu. Sha Zhu didn't even graduate from elementary school and can't even recognize all the characters. How could he create a shitty song?"

Liu Lan sneered, "Xu Damao, do you think He Yuzhu is as ignorant and unmotivated as you? He has been attending night school and has already obtained a junior high school diploma. He is currently studying in a technical secondary school class."

Liu Haizhong nodded and said, "I can confirm this. He Yuzhu nowadays never puts down his books. He is no longer the same He Yuzhu as before. I am not surprised at all that he can create a song."

Xu Damao was speechless for a moment. After a long while, he said with a distorted expression: "Anyway, I don't believe that this song was created by Sha Zhu."

Liu Haizhong scolded: "Xu Damao, do you still have any respect for elders? Do you think you can call him Shazhu?"