Chapter Nineteen

  The lady in the etiquette department was still holding a golden printer, with the same brand and model.

  The town mayor's secretary hastily rushed onto the stage and said to the mistress of ceremonies, "You've got it wrong again! Why are you presenting this printer again?"

  The town mayor also looked at Miss Liyi with dissatisfaction. Miss Liyi was even more at a loss.

  Under the double torture of the weather and his inner turmoil, a line of sweat slowly appeared on Lu Jinbo's forehead. Lu Jinbo gently told the town head, "I didn't take it wrong, we thought of the same thing, and the gift I prepared is also this."

  The crowd under the stage discussed, is this boss dissatisfied with what we prepared or what? Why did he send it back again. In their opinion, this represents the face of each of them, so just now they would have liked to give Lu Jinbo a gold brick with public funds, because this gave them prestige. Having a good reputation is the first demand of some ordinary people.

  Lu Jinbo picked up the microphone and forced out a clever remark: Haha, everyone, don't misunderstand, this is just a small interlude. The gift prepared by our Bobo Printing Factory is also a golden printer, which is an idea we have been thinking about for a long time. Unexpectedly, it coincides with the mayor's, truly heroes think alike! This also means that we and the government are working together to make Bobo Printing Factory a flagship enterprise in this area, with a determination. We have the same goal, the same confidence, the same... desire, which is to make greater contributions to society.

  After finishing speaking, Lu Jinbo wiped off another drop of sweat. He thought to himself that when dealing with the government, it's indeed true that people inexplicably like using parallel sentences.

  The town head listened and led a warm applause, while the secretary turned around to face the crowd and applauded with everyone.

  The host was also sweating, seeing the emotions ease up, and hurriedly mediated: Ah, so that's how it is, really a perfect match, officials and merchants...

  She got stuck again at this point, because she searched all the vocabulary in her mind and only had "official-business collusion" to say. After being tongue-tied for half a day, she suddenly enlightened and continued: official-business harmony.

  "Harmony" is a good word, in government circles, when there's nothing to say, as long as you use these two words, you can always turn bad luck into good luck.

  The town head looked at the awkwardness being resolved and picked up the microphone again: This is truly one world, one dream, and one gift.

  Everyone under the stage was stunned for a moment. At this time, the secretary began to applaud and shouted loudly: Good!

  But the extent to which the audience was stunned was beyond the secretary's imagination. Even though he made a great effort to stir them up, only one person in the audience was applauding and cheering, and even he felt a bit embarrassed after a while, his voice gradually getting softer. However, at the critical moment, it was still the party members' high awareness and quick reaction that saved the day, as some leaders and employees who were also present suddenly came to their senses and started applauding, but just as they did, they were immediately stifled by the host's words trying to ease the awkwardness:

  The town head said is really good, the Olympic spirit and our Tinglin Town development are combined together. Now, we have invited our young singer - Huang Ying, to bring a song for everyone - "My Motherland".

  Huang Ying was still unprepared and rushed onto the stage, the music had already started, Huang Ying hadn't even had time to swallow her saliva before hastily singing:

  A wide river with big waves

  The wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers on both banks.

  My home is just on the shore.

  Used to listening to the boatman's calls

  Used to seeing white sails on ships

  The girl is like a flower

  The young man's heart is broad and open-minded

  To open up new horizons

  Awakened the dormant high mountain

  The river changed its appearance

  This is our beautiful motherland

  It's where I grew up

  On this vast land

  Everywhere is beautiful scenery

  Good mountains, good water, and a good place

  Every road is wide and smooth

  Friends come with good wine

  If those jackals come

  Welcome to its shotgun

  This is the heroic motherland

  It's where I grew up

  On this ancient land

  Everywhere there is the power of youth

  This is a powerful motherland

  It's where I grew up

  On this warm land

  Everywhere is filled with brilliant sunshine

  During the singing process, Huang Ying was obviously a bit nervous, this was her first time being forced to sing like a duck on the shelf, so she kept looking for a rhythm point to swallow saliva. But Liu Xiaolong listened as if he were drunk and sang along: The girl is like a flower, the young man's heart is wide open. He thought that his own brother Mai Damao had told him before, at that time there was a girl named Haley who also sang this song to him, making him excited. Mai Damao also sang this song to him, the only difference being that on this vast land, everywhere were cattle and sheep, all over the fields. So he wished he could say to his disappeared brother, you are wrong, there should be bright sunshine everywhere.

  There is bright sunshine everywhere.

  Huang Ying finished her song and hastily bowed, while Bruce Lee's gaze followed her to the backstage. He regretted that his line of sight couldn't bend around corners. The students beside him started cheering, he turned his head to take a look, and was startled, as there were already over a thousand minors surrounding them, someone said:

  The woman finally finished singing.

  What is this woman singing?

  What song is this, it's not popular at all.

  The host slowly walked onto the stage with a mysterious smile. The students couldn't help but get excited either. The host said: "Next on the agenda, everyone has been waiting for a long time, yes, this time Popo Printing Factory also invited a mysterious guest for you all, who is he? He is a famous writer and artist, can you guess who it is?"

  After finishing speaking, the host turned the microphone over to the students in the audience.