Siheyuan: Revenge of the Stupid Pillar

In a blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

He Yuzhu came to the office to drink tea and read the newspaper as usual, when suddenly a piece of news made his pupils tremble.

At 1964:10 on October 16, 15, the first atomic bomb developed by my country was successfully detonated in Lop Nur in the west. This was a major breakthrough in my country's national defense and science and technology, successfully breaking the nuclear monopoly of superpowers and effectively improving my country's international status...

Upon seeing the news, He Yuzhu jumped up from his chair in excitement, raised his right arm high, waved it in the air a few times, and shouted, "Yeah!"

In the next few days, this news spread like a spring breeze across the country, inside and outside the Great Wall...

Countless Chinese people were so excited when they heard the news that they danced and sang, and were happier than during the Chinese New Year...

Some schools, government agencies, and state-owned factories also spontaneously organized celebrations.

"Dong dong..."

"Please come in!"

Secretary Bai pushed the door open and said politely, "Director He, the factory has an emergency meeting and we hope you will go to Conference Room No. 1 immediately."

He Yuzhu said seriously: "Thank you Secretary Bai, I will go now."

He Yuzhu strode into the meeting room and found that many factory leaders had arrived.

Ma Guangfu saw He Yuzhu and hurriedly called out, "Zhuzi, come and sit here."

He Yuzhu nodded slightly and sat down next to Ma Guangfu.

Ma Guangfu whispered, "Zhu Zi, do you know what the meeting is about today?"

He Yuzhu shook his head and said, "I don't know!"

Ma Guangfu smiled and said, "Have you read the newspaper this morning?"

He Yuzhu said excitedly: "Look, our mushroom bomb exploded successfully. American imperialism will never dare to bully us again."

Ma Guangfu said mysteriously: "The content of today's meeting is related to this."

At this moment, Party Secretary Xiao Zhenggang, Factory Director Yang Xinmin, and Deputy Factory Director Li Huaide came together.

Seeing this, everyone stood up and said respectfully: "Secretary, Director, Deputy Director..."

The three leaders smiled and waved.

"You're welcome, please take a seat..."

Xiao Zhenggang sat in the main seat, with Yang Xinmin and Li Huaide sitting on his left and right.

Xiao Zhenggang said with a little excitement: "Comrades, have you read today's newspaper?"

As soon as Xiao Zhenggang finished speaking, everyone became excited.

"Look! The mushroom bomb exploded successfully. The Chinese people have straightened their backs and are no longer afraid of foreign threats of war."

"Yes! We have what others have, and we will have what others don't have in the near future. The Chinese nation is no worse than any other nation."

“I feel extremely proud to be born in this era.”

"Seeing our motherland grow stronger day by day, I am so excited that I cannot express it in words."

The Chinese people of this era have a strong sense of national honor and disgrace, and when they heard this exciting news, everyone was happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Yang Xinmin raised his hand and pressed it down, and the scene became quiet instantly.

"I know everyone is very excited. I am more excited than everyone else. This is indeed exciting news, so I suggest holding a celebration. What do you think?"

Yang Xinmin's suggestion at this time must have been the result of discussion among the three big guys, so naturally there was no blind opposition.

"Director, your suggestion is excellent. Our country's national defense has made epoch-making progress. We should indeed celebrate it."

"A factory director is a factory director. He has a broad vision and foresight..."

Yang Xinmin said with a smile: "Okay, everyone stop flattering me. This is a decision that I discussed with Secretary Xiao and Deputy Director Li."

Li Huaide said word by word: "Since everyone agrees, let's discuss the details of the celebration!"

As soon as Li Huaide finished speaking, everyone spoke up actively and contributed their own wisdom and talents.

"I think the conference should be divided into six agendas. First, raising the national flag and singing the national anthem; second, leaders' speeches; third, watching the art performances; fourth..."

"I think the art performance should be like the last model worker commendation meeting, and each department should perform a program..."

"I think the celebration should be held at the end of this month. Half a month is not too far away, and it is enough time for everyone to prepare new programs..."

Everyone worked together and decided on the schedule for the celebration in less than half an hour.

Li Huaide suddenly said, "Comrade He Yuzhu, the song you created last time was great. Can you please work harder this time and create another one?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Guangfu immediately agreed, "Director Li is right. Comrade He Yuzhu is a great talent in our factory. On this day of national jubilation, we must create a new song."

He Yuzhu hastily refused, "I'm just a lousy cook, not a talented person. Last time, I was lucky enough to create a song..."

Song Rentou, director of the Propaganda Department, chuckled and said, "Comrade He Yuzhu, excessive modesty is pride. Your strength is obvious to all. Don't be modest anymore."

Qian Liexian, the director of the purchasing department, echoed, "Director Song is right. Your strength is obvious to all. The song "Chinese" you created last time is so classic that my six-year-old granddaughter can sing it."

He Yuzhu smiled bitterly and said, "Director Ma, Director Song, Director Qian, you are trying to praise me to death!"

Wei Dayong raised his eyebrows and said, "Director He, how can this be considered flattery? We all believe in your ability. I really liked the work you created last time, "The Chinese."

"Five thousand years of wind and rain, how many dreams have been hidden? Yellow face, black eyes, but the smile remains unchanged..."

Wei Dayong started singing and everyone followed suit, which made He Yuzhu laugh and cry.

There were very few excellent songs of that era, and "Chinese" had an inspiring melody and positive lyrics, and there was no threshold for singing it. It was often played on the radio, so basically everyone, young or old, could sing it.

Xiao Zhenggang waved his hand to interrupt everyone's singing, and said with a harmonious smile:

"Comrade He Yuzhu, since everyone believes in you, just compose a new song with all your heart!"

He Yuzhu said helplessly: "Secretary, I can only say that I will do my best. If I can't create it, please don't blame me!"

"That's natural, but I believe you can create a song that's as good as "The Chinese"."

Xiao Zhenggang's words were gentle but firm. It seemed that he was letting him do what he wanted, but in fact he was asking him to create a song that was no less good than "Chinese", which doubled the pressure on him.

Xiao Zhenggang had his own selfish motives in asking He Yuzhu to do so. The last time he performed "The Chinese" became popular all over the country, many leaders knew that there was a talented musician in the factory he managed, which brought him a lot of honor.

He naturally hoped that He Yuzhu would continue to work hard, continue to bring honor to him, and leave a deeper impression on the leaders.

Because as long as the leader remembers him, he has hope of promotion.

"Cough cough..."

Li Huaide coughed lightly and said seriously: "Let me add one more thing. While we are preparing for the celebration, we must not affect the production in the factory..."

Yang Xinmin nodded and said, "Deputy Director Li is right. Completing the production target is our focus. We must not lose sight of the main goal..."