The booming era begins with the director of the Propaganda Department!

Chapter 31 Newbie! !
  Not long after Song Yanting left, he walked in with an old man with a bald head and glasses, "Da Fei, Liang Zi, this is the editor-in-chief Yang of our newspaper."

"The two editors-in-chief were our former neighbors. This is the one I just told you about."

The old man didn't wait for Song Yanting to finish speaking, and hurriedly stepped forward and held Zhang Chenfei's hands: "Comrade, this song "Couple Literacy" was really created by you??"

Zhang Chenfei nodded: "It's me."

Editor Yang was immediately overjoyed: "Okay, okay, okay. It's so well written!!! I heard from Xiao Song that you also have a song? Can you write it down so I can take a look?"

"You're so polite, what's the inconvenience for this?" After Zhang Chenfei finished speaking, he took the pen and paper handed over by Song Yanting and started writing.

The old man continued to discuss with Song Yanting while holding the lyrics he had typed before, with words of praise popping up from time to time in his words.

Zhang Chenliang quietly leaned over and after reading the few lyrics written by his younger brother, he couldn't help but tug at the sleeves of the younger brother and whispered: "Is this one written by Da Fei good enough??"

The whole article is written in plain language, and there is no sense of majesty at all.

Although Zhang Chenliang graduated from high school, he had read a few books. He felt that what his brother wrote could not be considered a literary work at all.

Song Yanting saw his old friend's doubts, but couldn't help but smile: "Liangzi, this is because you don't know something. Think about it, who were the poems written by the literati in the past meant for?"

"To whom?" Zhang Chenliang asked honestly.

Editor Yang on the side responded: "Give it to a cultural person!! A cultural person should at least have some cultural heritage."

"But Comrade Zhang Chenfei wrote literacy propaganda lyrics for illiterate people. If it's too complicated, then they won't understand it at all!!!"

"The first step to literacy is to arouse the illiterate's interest in learning. If they can't understand, who will be willing to learn??"

Zhang Chenfei's works are good because they are interesting. They speak plain language throughout, using the form of husband and wife dialogue, and are humorous and friendly. It can make those illiterate people understand the importance of literacy while watching the fun.

Of course, Editor Yang did not tell Zhang Chenliang about the deeper political reasons.

"Oh, so that's it. It's just like the ditty we sang in Sijiucheng. It plays a role in spreading the word easily." Zhang Chenliang suddenly realized after listening, "Actually, don't tell me, my brother did eat this bowl of rice since he was a child. Yes, my brother made up curse songs when he was a kid, and all the kids in the neighborhood..."

"Ahem." Seeing that his brother was about to reveal his past, Zhang Chenfei coughed a few times and interrupted him, "Well, Editor Yang, I have finished writing, please correct me."

After saying that, he handed over the written music.

There are no divisions in the literary and art circles. Editor Yang can not only write articles, but also understand musical notation.

He roughly scanned Zhang Chenfei's arrangement, clapped his legs and hummed it in his mind, and then nodded eagerly; "Comrade Zhang Chenfei, your composition is also very good!!!"

"I want to publish your song "Literacy for Couples" in our newspaper the day after tomorrow to promote the literacy campaign. The fee is fifty yuan. What do you think? ???"

hiss! ! Just this thing my brother wrote was published in the newspaper? ? ?
  Or at a high price of fifty yuan? ? ?
  Zhang Chenliang felt that this was a pie in the sky, or that there was smoke coming out of the old Zhang family's ancestral graves, so he quickly tugged on his younger brother's clothes to signal him to agree quickly.

Zhang Chenfei patted his hand and told him to calm down. Then he looked at Editor Yang and smiled: "It's an honor for me to have my work picked up by your magazine. But according to the current market situation, fifty is really a bit low." "

In fact, he doesn't know what the current market is like, but it's a bargain, so he can't go wrong.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Editor Yang immediately added eighteen more: "Comrade Zhang Chenfei, this is your first time to submit an article, and the price of sixty-eight is already high among newcomers both in Forty-Nine City and across the country. It’s a very high price.”

Thinking of the reason for Zhang Chenfei's appearance in the newspaper office, he added: "I heard from Xiao Song that you are learning how to operate a typewriter. Let's do this. From now on, as long as the typewriters in our newspaper office are idle, you can come over and learn for free."

High-end machines like typewriters are not accessible to everyone. Seeing the sincerity shown by the other party, Zhang Chenfei gave up.

"Editor Yang, then I thank you for your appreciation. I hope we can cooperate again if we have the opportunity in the future." At this point, he seemed to have remembered something, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "By the way, next time When we collaborate for the first time, I’m not considered a newcomer, right???”

The implication is that if you are not a newbie, the price will of course be higher.

"Ah, yes, of course, I will give you a high price when the time comes." Editor Yang said perfunctorily.

In his opinion, Zhang Chenfei's creation was purely a flash of inspiration, and there was basically no possibility of re-creation.

In other words, the chance of cooperation between the two parties was very low, so they agreed casually.

The two parties reached an agreement, and Editor Yang told Song Yanting to put the work away and hand it over to the responsible colleague tomorrow.

Zhang Chenliang on the side was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out when he saw that the matter was settled like this. You must know that he worked hard as a fitter in the steel rolling mill, and his monthly salary was only about forty-five cents.

Good guy, my brother spent less than a day and earned more than his monthly salary! ! ! !
  When he left the newspaper office, Zhang Chenliang still felt dazed, and his heels felt as light as stepping on cotton.

After exiting the door of the newspaper office, he took the envelope from his brother's hand and pulled out the money inside, counting and counting: "Here, you got these sixty-eight yuan??"

Zhang Chenfei raised the corner of his mouth with a nice smile: "How is it? We have been the same mother for so many years, and now we know that your brother has this ability??"

"When I was little, my mother said that you weighed two pounds more than me. I knew you just didn't want to do things. No matter what you want to do, you can do it better than anyone else." Zhang Chenliang sighed.

Zhang Chenfei patted his elder brother on the shoulder: "Let's go. I'm happy today. My brother will buy you a big front door."

"Damn, I don't deserve it for three or nine dollars for a big front door." Zhang Chenliang waved his hands hurriedly, "There are twelve people in the family with twelve mouths. I just smoke a pack of eight-cent economy cigarettes every once in a while."

He has no desire to smoke and does not dare to smoke. After all, "addiction" is a luxury in itself.

Zhang Chenfei knew that his eldest brother was not criticizing him when he said his family members were too talkative, but that he really thought so.

Even though the two brothers are now officially separated, he is sure that as long as he cannot eat, his eldest brother will definitely lend a helping hand behind his sister-in-law's back.

Think about it, the eldest brother was only 21 years old when his parents died, but he supported himself for seven full years with his young shoulders. Despite her sister-in-law's objections, she insisted on sending herself to school.

As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father. In Zhang Chenfei's heart, the eldest brother has already done it.

The man didn't say thank you easily, Zhang Chenfei just went to the store without any explanation and bought a whole front door without saying a word.

When he came back, he stuffed it into his elder brother's arms and said in a rough voice: "I bought cigarettes. If you can smoke, smoke them. If you can't, throw them away."

(End of this chapter)