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“Sorry, let’s reschedule!” Zhao Dongchuan said apologetically.

“Alright, since you’re busy, we’ll talk next time,” Du Lili said, but inwardly, she felt a slight sense of disappointment.

Zhao Dongchuan waved goodbye to Du Lili and rode his bicycle away.

“Lili, what are you thinking about?”

At this moment, a handsome man with thick eyebrows and large eyes, holding a briefcase and pushing a bicycle, walked over to Du Lili and asked.

“Nothing, Huiliang, are you free this weekend to accompany me to a poetry gathering?”

“Uh, the Youth League Committee has work arranged for the weekend, a meeting, so I probably can’t go!” Wu Huiliang scratched his head a bit awkwardly.

“How about this, when I’m free next week, let’s go see a movie. There’s a new film called ‘South and North Expeditions’ that’s supposedly very good.”

“Alright, your work is important. I’ll go to the poetry gathering by myself then, and we can watch the movie when you’re free next week!”

“My parents are still waiting for us to eat, let’s go!” Wu Huiliang said, then took Du Lili and rode his bicycle further and further away.

Zhao Dongchuan returned to his dormitory and made himself a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and a plate of stir-fried pork with chili. He ate two bowls of rice clean, finishing all the food. Since he started practicing Wuqinxi, his appetite had greatly increased. Although he always mixed the system rice with other rice, he had already eaten more than half of it by now.

He wondered if this system rice could be obtained again?

After thinking about it, Zhao Dongchuan decided to eat the system rice only once a week in the future, saving it whenever possible.

“I wonder if this system rice can be cultivated in this world?” Zhao Dongchuan thought. Although it had no embryo, if there were genetic modification technology…

Unfortunately, he didn't have the conditions for it now, so he couldn't conduct effective experiments. He would wait for technology to develop later and try, keeping some samples.

Zhao Dongchuan temporarily kept this idea in his heart, planning to try it when conditions were ripe.

The next day, when he went to work at the Cultural Center, he happened to run into Director Wang, whom he hadn't seen in a long time. Director Wang was carrying a bag, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and his silver hair was meticulously combed.

“Hello, Director Wang!” Zhao Dongchuan nodded in greeting.

Director Wang asked with concern, “Xiao Zhao, are you getting used to our unit?”

“It’s going very well. Everyone takes good care of me. Thank you for your concern, Director Wang!”

“Haha, you’re welcome. You are a great contributor to our Cultural Center. After your ‘love of life’ was published, it received a very good response and rave reviews. Our regional leaders gave it high praise after reading it and commended us. You must continue to work hard and perform well!”

“I wouldn’t dare say that. Compared to my seniors, I still have a long way to go. I will continue to work hard!”

“Good, good, good. There’s a work meeting today, please attend. Also, please inform Teacher Jia to come along!”

Subsequently, Zhao Dongchuan and Jia Bing came to the meeting room, accompanied by several other colleagues responsible for propaganda.

During the meeting, Director Wang conveyed the spirit of the region. The district was going to hold a district-wide revolutionary story-telling event, and everyone was asked to cooperate and assist the Cultural Bureau in completing the work.

Zhao Dongchuan and Jia Bing were both from Yuanxi County and were more familiar with that area. They were assigned to be responsible for coordinating with Yuanxi County and settling the storytellers coming from Yuanxi County.

After the meeting, Zhao Dongchuan and Jia Bing discussed it and decided it would be best to return tomorrow to implement the matters as soon as possible.

Zhao Dongchuan returned to his dormitory, organized the items in his space that he could use when he went back, then made himself a rice bowl dish, and then started doing practice problems again. After that, he also began copying the famous novel “The Gadfly.”

He only remembered the general plot of “yellow earth.” To write it into a book, there was still a lot of work to be done. He lacked novel-writing skills, and copying famous novels with the system pen was a very effective learning path.

The next day, Zhao Dongchuan and Jia Bing boarded the bus to Yuanxi County.

Jia Bing was familiar with the various departments in Yuanxi County. He first took Zhao Dongchuan to the Yuanxi County Cultural Center.

Jia Bing met the director, presented the stamped document, and explained their purpose.

The director expressed strong support for the work arrangement issued by the district. Coincidentally, the county had already organized a school art propaganda team, which was currently performing and promoting in various Communes.

“According to the requirements, each county needs to select two outstanding students to participate in the regional competition,” Jia Bing said.

So, the director called the County No. 1 High School and asked them to provide a recommendation list, selecting one male and one female outstanding student to participate in the regional revolutionary story-telling event.

By the time the list was submitted, it was already afternoon. The director specially arranged a lavish dinner in a private room at the state-run restaurant.

Zhao Dongchuan and Jia Bing were not pretentious people, so they naturally didn't decline. Also present was Zhang Youzhi, the Deputy Director of the County Revolutionary Committee.

The county had received a notice from the superior asking them to cooperate in doing the work well, so Zhang Youzhi was assigned to handle this task.

Zhang Youzhi was the last to arrive, and he came with a dark expression, clearly in a bad mood.

“Director Zhang, let me introduce you. These two are Comrades from the Regional Culture Center. This is Jia Bing, and this is Zhao Dongchuan.”

The director introduced them to Zhang Youzhi.

“Poet Jia, I’ve long admired your name. I really like your poems and often see them in the newspapers.”

Zhang Youzhi’s dark face showed a hint of a smile as he shook hands with Jia Bing.

“Are you Zhao Dongchuan? The Zhao Dongchuan of ‘love of life’?” Zhang Youzhi suddenly remembered something and tightly grasped Zhao Dongchuan’s hand.

“Your poem is truly wonderful. After reading it, I couldn’t help but shed tears. Speaking of which, you’re from our Yuanxi County, and I haven’t had the chance to meet you until now.”

Zhang Youzhi had been very frustrated these past few days due to work issues, which was why his expression was so bad when he arrived. Now, however, he was smiling.

Previously, due to disagreements with Feng Shikuan, the Director of the County Revolutionary Committee, over issues like learning from Dazhai and the battle, both Tian Fujun and he had been suppressed.

Coincidentally, the district had issued instructions, so he was assigned.

He hadn't expected that Jia Bing and Zhao Dongchuan would be the ones coming from the district, which was a pleasant surprise.

“Our Director Tian really likes your poems. You must meet him properly now that you’re back.”

The four took their seats, discussing the subsequent work arrangements while eating, and at the same time confirmed the cast list. Sun Shaoping was chosen for the male role, and Tian Xiaoxia for the female role.

Zhao Dongchuan naturally recommended Sun Shaoping when he saw his name on the candidate list. For the female role, Zhang Youzhi recommended Tian Xiaoxia.

Zhao Dongchuan didn't know the others. These two looked respectable and were both excellent, so no one else had anything to say.

After dinner, everyone except Zhao Dongchuan was a little drunk.

Zhao Dongchuan broke a sweat, managing to help Zhang Youzhi, the director, and Jia Bing into the jeep, sending them home one by one, then he supported Jia Bing to the County Guest House.

This had been arranged by the county earlier that morning; they had booked a double room for them at the guest house.