Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 404 The Delicious Stirring-Up

"shoot!"

"We have to film them!"

Anyway, the Cultural Committee has already said that their program is guaranteed to pass, so let's just mess with it!

Although the students in the economics department are generally older, very few are like Zheng Zhe, who went directly to university after graduating from high school.

However, they all have social experience and are worldly-wise.

Once a decision is made, it becomes easier to coordinate well.

"Great!" Chen Luyang's eyes lit up: "Watch my hand gestures in a bit, let's put on a lively and exciting clapper talk show!"

……

offstage
A senior student from the Arts and Literature Department was flipping through the program list with her head down, while a teacher from the School Youth League Committee leaned back in his chair, looking exhausted.

The Philosophy Department just put on a play called "Being and Nothingness".

In the center of the stage was a "black hole" installation made of wood and cloth. When the protagonist stepped on it, the "black hole" collapsed into a cardboard shell.

That's fine then.

The play in the philosophy department was really... not like it was performed for humans.

I couldn't understand it at all.

After taking a sip of water from his teacup, the teacher from the school's Youth League Committee asked:
"Which department is the next program from?"

The senior from the Arts and Literature Department said, "She's from the Economics Department."

The teacher from the school's Youth League Committee nodded.

Organizing cultural performances for the Economics Department has always been a major challenge for the university.

At first, it was just that it didn't look good, so later they simply stopped going on stage altogether.

The main focus is on providing quiet support and offering encouragement.

"Alright, let them go on stage."

offstage
Chen Luyang kept a close eye on the actions of the reviewing teachers.

Watching the reviewer take off their glasses and rub their acupoints, and then drink water from a teacup,
Chen Luyang quickly instructed:
"Everyone, make sure your first words are shouted out loud!"

"Whether our clapper talk can get off to a good start depends on the powerful and majestic first line."

Even if my voice cracks, I still have to make a sound!

Saying,

Chen Luyang pointed to Gao Xiaolin, Sun Legen, Luo Jianmin, and Han Zhihui, who all had loud voices, and said:
"None of you are allowed to slack off for a while!"

Sun Legen said, "Don't worry, Wenwei. I'll shout the same way I usually sell pork! I guarantee everyone in the surrounding area will hear me."

Gao Xiaolin proudly declared, "When it comes to shouting, no one in the state-run store can outshout me. Just wait and see when I get on stage!"

Chen Luyang laughed: "Okay! I'll be waiting~"

The arrangements were quickly completed here.

A student council member stood up with a notebook in hand and announced, "Economics Department! Next up, Economics Department!"

……

"Yawn..."

The teacher from the school's Youth League Committee put on his glasses, and without even looking up, he put a small checkmark next to the Economics Department's name on the program.
Chen Luyang's analysis is correct.

Looking back at the history of the school's welcome party over the past two years, this is the only time the Department of Economics has had the opportunity to perform on stage.

No matter what he plays,
As long as it's not reactionary, anti-social, or anti-people, the school will approve it.

Even if the student leading the team slaps himself in the face, the program will still be approved.

He yawned again.
The school's Youth League Committee teacher had just finished checking off the boxes and looked up when he was stunned by what he saw on the stage.

"So many people!?"

Before he could even react...

A tall, imposing young man at the head of the group casually raised his hand!
at once!

The bamboo clappers clanged in unison like a sudden downpour hitting tiles, and the crisp sound of dozens of people striking in unison was like thunder rumbling through the clouds, instantly splitting the air in the rehearsal hall and startling the teachers from the school's Youth League Committee.

The person is completely refreshed!

"Dong dong qiang! Dong dong qiang!"

"The autumn wind rises, the flag flies high,"

"Reform and opening up have written a glorious chapter!"

……

The voices of nearly 50 people rang out in unison, each note distinct and rhythmic.

The senior students from the Arts and Literature Department suddenly looked up, staring at the stage in surprise.

After everyone finished reciting the first part, three people stepped out of the group and continued:
"As the autumn winds of the 1980s rose, we stepped into Peking University."

"A new atmosphere emerges in the era of reform, and knowledge is put into practice."

……

After they finished speaking, the three returned to their places, and then three more people left the group.
"Workers and peasants, who once carried burdens on their shoulders, now sit down to study literature,"

"It's not enough to just make calculations; you also need to see the policy window clearly!"

……

Three more people stepped forward:

"Knowledge isn't just about talking; it's about putting it into practice, like cooking rice and firewood."

"Integrate theory with practice, and learn skills to make your way in the world!"

……

Then, everyone joined in:

"Dong dong qiang, dong dong qiang,"

"The essence of life lies in the details of daily necessities!"

……

The fast-paced storytelling... it's alright.

The teachers from the school's Youth League Committee gradually regained their composure, and the initial shock subsided.

With so many programs held by the school, he was already used to the fast-paced storytelling.

However, it must be said that

The economics department's quick-paced storytelling is indeed very clever.

The harmony in the first section is truly magnificent and powerful!

It directly brought out the spirit and energy of the big fast-paced ballad.

And you know what... the lyrics are pretty good!

The school's Youth League Committee teacher was staring at the stage, wondering what lyrics they were writing.

result,

next moment!
What happened next made his eyes widen in surprise.

The tall young man who had initially led the team on the stage was holding a lightbox sign that read "Reform" and "Opening Up."
While chanting, "With a dual-track pricing system, grain coupons will gradually turn into money,"

He strode off the stage with great speed.
Like a pioneering warrior, he strode confidently out the door with his head held high.

"what does this mean?"

"Why did he follow the price-related regulations?"

Before the school's Youth League Committee teacher could react,

All the other students who were performing the allegro act started walking and, guided by Zhang Dongliang, walked down from the stage in two lines.
They shouted in unison:
"The principles of planned economics, but not the fear of market reforms!"

They followed Chen Luyang out of the rehearsal hall in a grand procession.

What's going on here?

The people in the rehearsal hall watched the Economics Department members running around as if they were watching a parade.

Wasn't the show supposed to be performed in the rehearsal hall?

How did things get so out of hand while they were acting?!
Students from other departments, drawn by the excitement, rushed out to see what was happening.

at this time
In the main corridor of the Arts and History Building,

Under the swift command of Tao Runze, Zhang Dongliang, Wu Dechen, and others, the economics students marched in a long, straight line down the corridor, completely occupying the middle of the square corridor on the third floor of the Literature and History Museum.

"The Third Plenary Session of the 18th CPC Central Committee sounded like spring thunder, and a large ship rose on the tide of the South China Sea."

"From now on, urban and rural areas will advance together, and a million soldiers will conquer the country!"

Holy crap!

This word...!!

The corridors of the museum of literature and history are naturally acoustic!

Normally, if anyone speaks even slightly loudly, the echo can be heard reverberating through the building.

Not to mention that nearly 50 people were chanting lines while playing clappers together.

The effect was comparable to amplifying the sound with a microphone.

Accompanied by the roar of the lion of the economics department,

Every student in the building was deeply moved by this passage.

at once!!!

Many students put down their books and ran out of the classroom to see what was going on.

"Grain coupons and meat coupons are slowly hidden away, while grocery stores are brightly lit."

"Department stores are opening up a new chapter, marking a new era for ration coupons!"

……

"Clang clang clang, clang clang clang,"

"Entering the market opens up a vast world!"

……

"good!!!!!"

Among the onlookers, it was unclear whether it was a teacher or a student, but someone shouted "Good!"

then,

A thunderous applause erupted like waves, filling the entire building.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but gently raise his head.

joke……

How could it not be well-written when the director of the provincial policy research office personally took charge of it!
……

At this time, the small rehearsal room
Xu Yunfeng is being betrayed by a traitor, and his emotions are running high and filled with tragedy.
Suddenly, the phrase "The Third Plenary Session of the 18th CPC Central Committee is like a spring thunder, a million soldiers march across the vast land" completely destroyed the emotions that had been carefully cultivated...

What's going on?

They were still risking their lives, preparing to sacrifice themselves on the eve of victory.
And then, out of your sight, a clap of thunder sounded, and you led a million-strong army to conquer the land and rescue people?
"What's going on outside?"

In the small rehearsal room

The school's Youth League Committee teacher in charge of reviewing the dramas frowned slightly at the noise outside.

"Why is it so messy?"

The students nearby quickly ran to close the door tightly.

But there was nothing I could do; the loud clapper talk was just too much!
The more miserable Xu Yunfeng was, the more cheerful the rhythm of the clapper talk outside became!

The more tragically the comrades sacrificed in the play, the more passionately and positively the reform and opening-up were expressed in the fast-paced ballads outside.

Later on,

It evokes a sense of time travel, a feeling of the glorious sacrifices made by our predecessors, and the inspiring efforts of future generations to create a new chapter.

This feeling……

Wonderful! ! !

The people in the small rehearsal room were immersed in this environment where two different times and histories intersected, experiencing a new type of "contrast" performance, and they were thoroughly enjoying it.

But the drama club students on stage wouldn't have it!

What the hell are you doing?!
Aside from the loud clanging of the clappers on stage, nothing else could be heard!
You can't hear the lines, and you can't shout them out loud!
Although everyone was able to work together seamlessly to deliver their lines, they were able to successfully perform a play of "Red Crag".

But damn emotions...!
Their long-brewing, intense emotions—filled with deep affection, tears welling in their eyes, and an unwavering resolve—were palpable!

It was all ruined by this bunch of scoundrels.

As the story progressed, Fu Zhigao almost wanted to betray the enemy and join everyone in rolling up their sleeves and getting things done!
"Who's causing trouble outside!"

The drama club members couldn't stand it anymore, so they opened the door and glanced down the hallway.

It would have been better if the door hadn't been opened.
As soon as the door opened, the lively rhythm and cheerful melody of the clapperboard filled the room.

Not only did the sound come in,

The school's Youth League Committee teachers and student union president, who were reviewing the program inside, also took the opportunity to see the corridor.

The economics students stood in neat rows, full of energy, performing a rhythmic storytelling routine in front of everyone.

Several people glanced back at the students in "Red Crag" who looked so bitter and resentful.
Then look outside the corridor where the students are performing a rhythmic storytelling act with great enthusiasm and youthful vigor.

Without realizing it...

"Which department's program is this? It's pretty good!" A teacher from the school's Youth League Committee couldn't help but ask as he looked outside.

"It's quite good, the lyrics are well written." An older student sitting next to the teacher also cast a curious glance at her.

Each one was new and exciting to see.

The teachers and students in the small rehearsal hall were all drawn to the large panel in the corridor.

The drama club students on stage got even angrier!!
Several students rushed out, shouting angrily:

"What department are you from? Don't you have any manners?!" A female drama club member, the leader, rushed forward, glaring angrily at the clapper talk team. "Do you know that our drama club is currently under review by the school's Youth League Committee?!"

"How are we supposed to act with you guys making so much noise in the hallway?!"

I don't care how you act!
Chen Luyang acted as if she hadn't heard him.
The clappers in his hands were struck even louder!

Even if you're a girl and you can yell a lot, can you out-yell more than 40 people?
The drama club members tried to stop Da Kuaiban, but they couldn't get him to stop at all.

Not only did they fail to suppress it,
As the fast-paced storytelling performance came to an end, the entire corridor erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers!
The surge of sound completely drowned out the voices of the drama club members.

Thank you, everyone!

Chen Luyang and a group of economics students stood in the middle to receive applause, some of whom were a little shy.

The applause and cheers had almost died down.

Chen Luyang's bright black eyes darted around!
Both hands were raised again, and the clappers in their hands crackled and popped:

"The economics class comes up with a new trick, and their fast-paced recitation is shouted high,"

"Reform Disco is here to report for duty. Please feel free to criticize and don't laugh."

"The corridor recitation is full of energy, and students from all directions compete in style."

"The atmosphere is lively both on and off stage, so come and cheer with applause!"

……

good! ! ! !

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers.

A senior from the Arts and Literature Department squeezed her way in from the crowd, her voice tinged with a hint of resentment:
"Why are you performing outside?!"

Chen Luyang said shamelessly, "Senior, there are a lot of people in our program, and the rehearsal hall is too small to fit everyone. We were afraid that it would affect the performance and we wouldn't be selected... so we simply performed in the corridor."

Before the senior could even speak, the drama club members protested!
"There are too many of you to arrange everything, and you can't hold others up!"

"This is a rehearsal hall, not a vegetable market!"

"This is the Arts and Humanities Building, not a street performance! Don't you know any rules?!"

"You guys are playing clappers in the hallway, and we can't hear your lines at all! Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble?!"

Sun Legen, who had been slaughtering pigs in the market for a long time, had a short temper and started to jeer at the first sign of trouble:

"Did your drama club also grant you special permission to use the corridor for your own purposes?"

The girls from the drama club blushed and took a step forward abruptly: "Are you holding a grudge? We haven't even finished talking about how you took our rehearsal room last time, and now you're causing trouble again, taking our teachers and audience, and affecting our performance!"

Gao Xiaolin got angry: "Who are you saying is stealing the audience? We attracted them with our own abilities. Nobody can watch your 'Red Crag,' and you're blaming others?"

Just as the two groups were about to start arguing, a teacher from the school's Youth League Committee came out.

Who organized you?

Chen Luyang stepped forward: "Teacher, we are students from Class 1 of the Economics Department. We came to the Literature and History Building today to participate in the program review for the welcome party. There wasn't enough room inside, so I led the team to perform in the corridor."

"Do you think the school is a playground?" the school's Youth League Committee teacher said. "You don't even care about the established rehearsal procedures and venue allocations. You just want to perform wherever you want? What do you take organizational discipline for?"

Chen Luyang said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Teacher, it's not that we're not following the rules, it's just that there are too many of us and the rehearsal hall is too small to arrange the movements properly. Today's performance is a rehearsal. We not only want to give the student council and Youth League teachers a trial performance, but we also want the students to see our performance again."

He paused for a second, then continued, "We are talking about reform and opening up, about Peking University students in the new era. I think this clapper talk is worth standing in the corridor so that the whole university can hear it."

Wow...

At this height!
Upon hearing Chen Luyang's words, the economics students couldn't help but raise their eyebrows slightly.

(End of this chapter)