At this moment, Liu Qingshan was holding a stylus in his hand and writing English words one by one on the wax paper.

Under the wax paper, there is a steel plate, which makes a soft creaking sound with every stroke.

After the wax paper is engraved, it can be printed. It is glued to the old mimeograph machine, and the rollers are pushed to print out the test papers one by one.

As for copiers and the like, they are definitely high-end items in this era. Regardless of whether they can be purchased, one costs more than 10,000 yuan. Who can afford it?

That's it, it's not even a color copier.

A piece of wax paper is repeatedly pushed back and forth by the roller, so its service life is limited. After pushing a few hundred sheets, it will become broken.

Fortunately, there are less than 400 students in Liu Qingshan's class, so a piece of wax paper can be used to deal with it.

When he was in high school, Liu Qingshan often helped the teacher push papers.

Xu Dabeard came over to check it over and nodded with satisfaction: "Xiao Shanzi, your skills are good, why don't you work as a temporary worker in the printing room of our No. 1 Middle School. How about giving you a salary of 30 yuan a month?"

Of course Liu Qingshan knew that Principal Xu was joking, so he climbed up the pole: "Principal, you are too stingy. How can a young man with ideals, morality, culture and discipline like me be so cheap?

Woolen cloth?"

The concept of "Four Youths" was only about three years old when it was first proposed, which is when it was vigorously promoted.

Xu Dabeard immediately stared: "You brat, you don't come to school every day, but you still have the nerve to say that you are a young man with four talents?"

The roaring sound came from the printing room, and several students outside the door were frightened and fled quickly.

After walking out of several classrooms, these students secretly breathed a sigh of relief: The bearded principal is really scary.

Zheng Xiaoxiao looked furious: "This Liu Qingshan is so shameless. He was arrested by the principal and sent to labor reform. He didn't reflect on himself and made the principal angry!"

After saying that, she turned to the tall boy next to her and asked, "Shi Cheng, you and Liu Qingshan were classmates in junior high school. Was he the same in junior high school?"

Shi Cheng shook his head, he was also quite puzzled: Qingshan entered high school, why did he seem to be a different person?

"You are classmates in junior high school, why don't you think of a way to help him, huh!"

Zheng Xiaoxiao flicked her braid, the bow took off, and turned back to the classroom.

Why are you blaming me? Who did I provoke? Shi Cheng felt a little aggrieved for no reason.

In the printing room, Liu Qingshan was nodding and bowing: "Yes, yes, yes, principal, these are my obligations. I should take the initiative to share the school's worries and serve my classmates."

The bearded man nodded with satisfaction: "Do you still have the deer antlers and monkey heads you sent last time?"

"Principal, are you openly asking for a bribe?"

Liu Qingshan tried to put up a little resistance, but was slapped on the head by the bearded man and scolded:

"You still have the nerve to say that I gave you such a small amount last time, and I took it to go around the district to see if we could allocate more teachers to our school. But it turned out that there were more wolves than meat, and there wasn't even enough!"

Looking at Principal Xu, who was blowing his beard and staring with eyes, Liu Qingshan suddenly felt warm in his heart: Maybe Principal Xu has some small problems, but his sincere heart for teaching and educating people is enough to awe people.

This is the responsibility entrusted to them by the times. This is the characteristic of the times. This is still an era of dedication!

Of course, in Liu Qingshan's view, it would be even better if there are gains while talking about dedication.

This kind of gain can be spiritual. Just like the bearded principal, the fragrance of peaches and plums is his greatest spiritual enjoyment.

It can also be on a material level. Improving your own life and the life of your family can also bring happiness.

After all, three years ago, the old man had already proposed: The construction of material civilization and spiritual civilization must be grasped by both hands, and both hands must be strong.

Gradually, a smile bloomed on Liu Qingshan's face. At this moment, he figured out a lot of things.

"Xiao Shanzi, why are you giggling? Okay, okay, go home and have a good rest for a few days, and bring some mountain goods next time. How much it costs, including the last time, I'll give it to you."

The bearded man waved his hand and finally released Liu Qingshan.

"Principal, we go into the mountains to collect everything that is not free. It doesn't cost anything, so we just treat it as fun."

After saying that, Liu Qingshan suddenly felt relaxed. He turned around and ran to the door. Just as he was about to open the door, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a school janitor ran in in a panic:

"School...Principal, the police are here. They want to find this classmate Liu Qingshan and go with them."

The air in the printing room suddenly became tense. During this period, everyone was tense.

A fierce light flashed in the bearded eyes: "What's wrong with the police? They can't just go to school and arrest people. Let's go. I'll go and talk to them first!"

After saying that, he pushed the door open and went out. Seeing Liu Qingshan still following behind, he glared at him: "Just stay here. Don't worry. If anything happens, I'll take care of it!"

Liu Qingshan was a little confused at first: It seems like I didn’t do anything?

His heart is selfless, so he is not afraid: "Principal, I think there is some misunderstanding. I'll go and talk about it. It's best to talk it out, so as not to affect other students."

When we arrived at the school gate, we saw a three-wheeled motorcycle with a sidecar that was characteristic of the times. The driver of the motorcycle was also a comrade from the police.

But when Liu Qingshan saw Zheng Hongqi sitting in the sidecar, he felt confident.

Seeing that Xu Dabeard had such a bad temper and wanted to yell at Deputy County Magistrate Zheng, Liu Qingshan quickly stopped him and whispered a few words.

Zheng Hong flagged down his motorcycle and pointed at Liu Qingshan: "Classmate Xiao Liu, you are really hard to find!"

This is true at all. I searched all over the place. First, Secretary Sun from Qingshan Commune returned and then sent a correspondent to Jiapigou the next day, but in vain.

The situation was reported to the county, and police comrades were dispatched. They searched every guest house and even a big car shop, but no one was there.

Finally, Zheng Hongqi said that Liu Qingshan was still a high school student, so he went to No. 1 Middle School to look for it, and he actually found it.

Liu Qingshan expressed his innocence: "County Magistrate Zheng, I am a student, so of course I am in school."

Xu Dabeard, who was on the side, rolled his eyes: You have only gone to school for a few days, don’t you have any idea?

After the simple greetings, Zheng Hongqi briefly explained the situation to Liu Qingshan.

Why, ask Xiao Shanzi to attend the Canton Fair? That’s Yangcheng!

Principal Xu was stunned when he heard this. In people's minds today, Yangcheng, like the Special Economic Zone, is the forefront of reform and opening up.

For them, it can be described as being out of reach, as if they are two different worlds.

"Principal Xu, let's take our leave now. Thank you No. 1 Middle School for cultivating such outstanding talents."

Zheng Hongqi shook hands with Xu Dabeard again, and then asked Liu Qingshan to get on the motorcycle together.

Principal Xu was still a little confused: Excellent talents? Such outstanding talents seemed to have pushed hundreds of papers just now!

The motorcycle left with a plume of black smoke, and a piece of gossip spread among the students: a classmate of a certain class in the first year of high school was arrested by the police because he had been truant for a long time...

The classmate Liu Qingshan who was "arrested" is currently sitting in the guest house of the county party committee, trying on a suit that was just delivered to him.

This time, the county sent a total of four people to participate in the Canton Fair: County Magistrate Wang, the team leader, Deputy County Magistrate Zheng Hongqi, Director Lu of the Commerce Bureau, and the last precious spot was Liu Qingshan.

While Liu Qingshan was getting dressed, he was chatting with Zheng Hongqi next to him: "County Magistrate Zheng, this salary is good, I'm wearing mixed clothes again."

But when he put on the suit, his face fell: This suit was bought off-the-shelf, not tailor-made. Good guy, the two trouser legs looked like there were two pockets on them.

The top is also fat and big, even if the four or five children in the family are stuffed into it, it can probably be hidden.

Firstly, the suit is indeed too fat, and secondly, it is also because Liu Qingshan’s body bones have not yet matured, he is just taller.

"County Magistrate Zheng, I wear this dress, it's perfect for singing."

Liu Qingshan fluttered his big sleeves, just like a Peking opera actor fluttering his sleeves.

Zheng Hongqi also laughed, but he was helpless: "The Canton Fair requires that you must wear a suit and tie. Things have gotten better in the past two years. In the past, participants had to be trained for half a month to strengthen their political studies.

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The foreign affairs activities of this year are definitely a major event, and even the tour routes for many foreign guests are planned in advance.

"Then can I find a tailor to change it?"

Liu Qingshan came up with a solution that was not a solution. In a backward small northern county like Bishui County, you would definitely not be able to find anyone who could make suits, so you should change it.

"Well, let's change my suit too."

Zheng Hongqi was also inspired. Although his style was not as exaggerated as Liu Qingshan's, it was still too spacious.

I don’t know how it happened, but the suits of this era are all of this type.

Liu Qingshan didn't know where to find a tailor shop. Zheng Hongqi happened to be there, so he could just follow him.

After working until noon, it was natural to have dinner at the guest house. Liu Qingshan was still holding back on having a good meal, but he found that he had overthought it. Of course, it was a normal meal.

Eating big white flour steamed buns and drinking egg soup is not bad.

While drinking egg soup, Liu Qingshan studied: How did the chef of this guest house make the egg flakes thinner than a hair?

Then I heard someone saying hello next to me: "You are Comrade Xiao Liu, you are indeed young and promising."

Seeing that the visitor was also carrying a bowl of soup and holding two big steamed buns with chopsticks, Liu Qingshan smiled and nodded: "It's me, who are you?"

That person is a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. He is slightly fat and slightly bald, so his hair on the side is combed to the middle. This is called the local support center.

After sitting down, he said with a smile: "Hello, hello, I am Director Guo of our county's linen factory. You can just call me Lao Guo."

Liu Qingshan understood a little bit. He had just studied the product catalog, which included linen from the linen factory.

There were only four people attending the trade fair, so everyone wanted to make progress and help sell more of their products.

If there are no sales at all, the final ones will be criticized by those in charge of the factory and enterprise.

"It turns out to be Uncle Guo, hello, hello."

Liu Qingshan greeted him warmly, and then asked: "How are you going to promote, package, and operate our linen factory's products?"

What kind of promotion, what kind of packaging, what kind of operation?

Director Guo felt a little confused after hearing this, and habitually combed his hair with his hands, pulling the side hair to the top of his head.

While he was thinking about it in his mind, a loud voice sounded from beside him: "I told you, Lao Guo, you can do it very quickly!"

As a tall figure appeared in front of him, Liu Qingshan sniffed his nose subconsciously twice, and he smelled a strong smell of lees.

"Xiao Liu, I am the boss of our county winery, Li. Tell me what happened to the people in the guesthouse. They didn't prepare liquor for dinner. Come on, let's make two bottles."
Chapter completed!