The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"What's a TV?"

"I heard it can show movies, similar to the projector in the Propaganda Department~!"

"Then how do we put the film in? I see, there's nowhere to put it."

In the conference room, a group of country bumpkins looked carefully at the TV that had already been unpacked.

Although they are cadres in the factory, Li Feng has only come into contact with this thing a few times, let alone them, some of them have never even heard of it.

"What is this Tietiaozi doing? Why is he in here too?"

In the packaging box, Jiang Xianda took the antenna that came with the TV and studied it in his hand. He felt that the head was a little loose, so he tried to pull it out. Hey, he actually pulled it out.

"Ouch~!"

"This thing is delicate, you have to be careful not to break it~!"

Chief Engineer Shen saw that Jiang Xianda's operation was a bit reckless, and quickly signaled him to stop messing around. Something that can play movies has nothing to do with cheap.

Few radios are equipped with antennas nowadays, but there are still some. Judging from his science and engineering thinking, this thing is used to receive signal waves.

"Hey, Mr. Shen, I've seen this before. That hat that Monkey King wears, look, does it look like it~!"

Section Chief Jiang put the two pulled out antennas on his head and imitated the action of Sun Wukong covering his eyes with his backhand in the comic strip, which made the middle and senior cadres of the steel rolling mill present laugh.

"Principal Jiang, I can tell from looking at it that you didn't read it carefully. That's not a hat. It's called a Phoenix Wing Purple Gold Crown. Those two feathers are pheasant feathers, which are commonly seen in operas. They're not made of stainless steel either~!"

"Hahaha~!"

A group of cadres who had never seen a TV before studied it over and over again but could not understand the principle behind it. They recognized the electrical plug but were afraid to plug it in, no matter how hard they tried.

No one has ever touched this thing, so no one knows how to turn it on. If there is a short circuit when it is plugged in, we cannot afford the compensation. It looks like we cannot afford to compensate for it. It is much bigger than the radio at home.

"What laughing?"

"Hey guys, I asked people to move it here, but you guys have already dismantled it?"

Li Feng came down from upstairs with a thick stack of materials in his hands. All the achievements of the factory in various aspects last year were contained in these documents.

"The people are here. You haven't seen the TV before. Let's open it and take a look~!"

Jiang Xianda put away the antenna and saw Li Feng coming to prepare for the meeting. Sun Wukong was beaten back to his original form.

"Okay, let's tear it down, but let's make it clear first, Principal Jiang, since we've already torn it down and seen it, then we don't want this driving school anymore~!"

After placing the materials on the conference table, Li Feng walked to the TV and looked at it carefully. He had actually watched black and white TV when he was a child. It was a Panda brand one, but that was in the 1990s.

This TV from the 1960s still had a wooden shell, and was about half a meter long, wide, and high. The screen was not even half the size of the display he used to play games on.

Li Feng also knew that the current plastic technology was not up to standard. As for when it would be up to standard, that depended on when the troops would switch to the yellow plastic basins.

"Why does the driving school need this thing? If they want to watch a movie, I can ask the publicity department to send a projectionist. If that doesn't work, I can give movie tickets to the coaches and let them watch the movie by themselves. I'm too lazy to watch movies, so I don't even want this thing if you give it to me~!"

Jiang Xianda looked indifferent. He took out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes, tore it open, took one for himself, and threw it on the table generously. After lighting the cigarette, he waved his hand casually.

He didn't even know how to use this thing, and it looked very precious. He was also worried that those clumsy coaches would break it and cause trouble for him in the factory.

"I heard it. Principal Jiang from the driving school said that their driving school doesn't want it. Everyone heard it clearly. He said it himself. I didn't force him~!"

Okay, half of the headache has been solved. How can four people divide three watermelons equally? Of course, one person has to be eliminated with a knife. Jiang Kuo Lao automatically withdraws, and Li Feng also avoids someone banging the table in frustration later.

"No, no, why do I need this thing? I just have a radio to listen to~!"

Li Feng's half-joking attitude caught Jiang Xianda off guard and he continued to sit there, crossing his legs. Driving schools have a lot of things now, including a lot of money, and it can be said that they make a fortune every day.

If you really want to organize a movie, you can afford to book a theater, so why do you need this wooden box?

"Here, get me a power strip, the one with three heads~!"

After shouting to the secretary outside, Li Feng lowered his head, stopped the meeting, and fiddled with the TV in front of him. At least he found the conspicuous switch and the channel knob.

The others who were preparing to start the meeting suddenly relaxed their tense shoulders and watched the deputy director tinker with it.

"What's the matter, our Deputy Secretary Li, do you know how to make this thing?" Jiang Xianda, who had originally not been curious at all, saw that Li Feng had stopped talking and started to tinker with it. He came closer and looked at it curiously.

"I've seen it abroad, but I didn't know that our country's is so different from those foreigners~!"

After the power strip was delivered, Li Feng connected the power directly, pressed the switch and waited quietly. During this time, he pulled out the antenna and inserted it into the hole on it.

"Hey, it's lit, it's lit, it's really lit~!"

"Let me take a look, let me take a look~!"

Jiang Xianda, who was originally sitting next to the TV, was instantly pushed back by other people. Everyone was curious about this thing, except Li Feng.

"Why are there so many dots on this? There's no movie?"

"Where's that sound coming from? It's so sizzling!"

The main person, Li Feng, had a helpless look on his face at this moment. He was also pushed aside by the curious cadres. Looking at the flashing snowflakes on the screen, he quickly pushed Chief Engineer Shen aside.

"Wait, we still need to tune the frequency~!"

Everyone quickly made way to make room for Deputy Director Li. After he squatted down and started turning the knob, everyone started to talk about it after a while.

"This is no different from a radio~!"

"Why is there no difference? There's no radio, no, no such thing~!"

The bumpkins stared with their eyes wide open, watching Li Feng swinging it. They were all like Zhuge Liang, except Chief Engineer Shen, who was studying how the snowflakes were formed and almost put his head against the screen.

"Hey, hey, there's someone here, there's someone here, hey, gone again~!"

"Don't make any noise, be quiet~!"

The screen flickering with snowflakes scrolled up and down as the FM knob turned. Not long after, a black slash and an image of a human figure appeared, flashing by.

Maybe Li Feng's warning worked. Everyone held their breath. Even on the windows of the conference room, many staff members were lying on the windows to watch the fun.

"If you have a daughter, don't marry a fool. If you marry a fool, it's better to marry a fool..."

On the black and white screen, the figure that had just flashed by returned to the screen again. Voices of conversation also appeared in the speakers on both sides of the TV. The voices were a little distorted and accompanied by crackling sounds, but they still caused a sensation in the conference room.

"Isn't this Mr. Ma's voice? Where are the others? Where are the others?"

Jiang Xianda, who always liked listening to storytelling and opera, suddenly became interested. He widened his eyes and looked at the unclear screen, trying to find the storyteller. As a result, a woman appeared on the screen.

With a slight turn of the knob on the right, the TV finally looked like a TV. The snowy image and wavy lines on the screen finally stabilized.

Even though Li Feng felt that the picture quality was so tacky and the content of the programs being broadcast was so tacky, it did not affect the even more tacky cadres at the steel rolling mill. They were so excited that they slapped their thighs. Jiang Xianda, who was slow to realize it, finally knew what the television was used for.

Those who were watching the excitement outside the window, especially those from the Propaganda Department, were all scratching their heads. Without a projector and film, they simply couldn't imagine how the TV could display pictures and have its own sound.

The plot was slowly revealed on TV, step by step, and all the cadres were fascinated by it. Chief Engineer Shen still couldn't understand the principle, so he had to ask Li Feng for help.

"The stainless steel one is the antenna, which receives the signal. It should convert the received signal into an image through the internal equipment. Look, the screen in front is made of glass, and the mirror is also made of glass. The mirror can also reflect a person's portrait~!"

Li Feng didn't understand how the TV worked specifically, but he just knew that when it didn't work, he would slap the top of the set twice. But that didn't stop him from fooling Chief Engineer Shen. He put his hands on his waist and started bragging.

Professionalism, what does professionalism mean? Among this group of bumpkins, Deputy Director Li can tell you a thing or two about it, and that is professionalism.

"This is a great thing. This thing is great. You can watch movies just by plugging it in. In the future, can't you watch as many movies as you want?"

"What the hell are you thinking? You can watch as many shows as you want. You have to watch whatever the station is showing for you~!"

After changing several channels one after another, I could receive signals from TV stations in Tianjin, Shanghai and Harbin in addition to Beijing. Of course, maybe due to the distance, the signals were not as clear as those from Beijing and Tianjin.

Jiang Xianda smoked one cigarette after another, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, his nose feeling sore. When the pack of Daqianmen cigarettes was gone, he stiffened his neck and started yelling.

"I won't do it. The driving school needs one. What I said before doesn't represent the driving school~!"

Start to act like a rogue~! (End of this chapter)