Yang Rui's participation really drew a warm welcome.

In Nanhu City, Yang Rui still has some fame. Just talking about his status as the top student in the college entrance examination can attract the attention of many people in this era.

In the 1980s and 1990s, many provinces and cities promoted the concept of champion county and champion township. The earliest college entrance examination vocational school was not a fake military school like Hengshui middle school, or some counties with excellent college entrance examination results. Students from counties and cities.

For the villagers in Xizhaizi Township and nearby villages, the identity of Yang Rui from the Yang family has added a halo.

The secretary of the township party committee is not a lofty position. The work of Yang Shan and Yang Feng has long been known to the locals. Yang Rui's every move is always good talk in this era of lack of leisure and entertainment activities.

Furthermore, the college students themselves are already attractive enough.

The term "female college students" has almost evolved into urban tales, so much so that some people have worked hard to save money for half a year, just to play with female college students. If it is a female college student from Peking University, it is even more expensive to save a year or two. Not necessarily enough. Not to mention that it was a female college student who played at the end, or a professional female college student at Peking University. At least it shows that female college students are a sensitive nerve in many people's minds, sensitive to the hard work of several months.

The aura of male college students is not so dazzling.

Yang Rui put on his work clothes and pushed up the wheelbarrow, only to be teased by the people around him. Most of his attention quickly turned to the propaganda team, radio and chat.

Yang Rui learned a lot and was quickly attracted by the song and dance show of the propaganda team.

He has always disliked radio, and he is used to the multimedia of later generations. Now he is returning to the radio era, and it is the radio era of the screaming host. Yang Rui is very uncomfortable.

Chatting is not suitable for now. If he turns on the chat mode, he will be asked about the color of his underwear, or it will become meaningless popular science. Moreover, the probability of the former is 90%.

The performance of the propaganda team was refreshing for Yang Rui.

The intangible cultural heritage that the governments of later generations like to engage in is now too common. Any production team can find a few of those who beat big drums, red flags, and dance Yangko.

Of course, not everyone is eligible to perform in the propaganda team. From Yang Rui's point of view, performance seems to be a means of reward.

But no matter how the propagandists are selected, to Yang Rui, he is like watching a national performance while working.

It’s a bit more tiring than sitting in a big theater, but considering that you’re enjoying a musical while you’re exercising, this compulsiveness seems not to be low.

Yang Rui was thinking wildly, while pushing the cart and running around.

Whether it is stone or sand, branches or tree trunks, anyway someone shouts, he pushes it, then pulls it back and unloads it in the yard.

The gongs and drums are loud.

The flags fluttered.

From dawn to work, when the sun rises, the hundreds of meters of mountain roads actually loomed in its embryonic form.

"Half an hour off!" Comrade Yang Shan picked up the big horn and stood on a large bluestone at the temporary headquarters in the col, and roared with full of breath.

Several production team leaders immediately picked up their big speakers and shouted in unison: "Take a half-hour break!"

With a "boom", Yang Rui stopped the trolley on the ground.

His job is simple, that is, pushing the car back and forth on the dirt road that has been repaired. It is a relatively easy job. Even so, Yang Rui was sweaty and tired more than 100 bench presses. feel.

The other villagers also dropped their tools in twos and threes. Some people sat down on the spot, some continued to be talented, and some continued to work hard.

"Lijiacun Youth Commando, ten more minutes!" A loud roar, exploded halfway through the mountain.

Yang Rui looked over subconsciously and saw about twenty or thirty "ants" at the forefront of the mountain road. They straightened up together, raising tools and a yellow-painted red-bottomed flag, waving desperately.

At the same time, a more orderly roar came down: "Lijiacun Youth Commando, ten more minutes!"

"Lijiacun Youth Commando Team, work for another ten minutes!"

"Lijiacun Youth Commando Team, work for another ten minutes!"

After shouting loudly, a group of people immersed themselves in hard work again, doing it while singing:

"Splitting the Taihang Mountain, Zhang River crosses the mountain, the people of Linxian County are so ambitious, they will reorganize the mountains and rivers..."

Looking up at the figure at the forefront of the dirt road, Yang Rui's tired body actually felt a lot of strength again.

"Huangjiaji Vanguard, do it another quarter of an hour!"

On the other side of the col, a louder roar came.

Everyone turned their eyes unconsciously, and saw a team of more than a dozen people gathered together, shaking a red flag together, as if they were fighting the opposite side.

Several members of the propaganda team were immediately aroused, and after discussing a few words with each other, they rang the gongs and drums and became lively again.

"Nanhu Power Supply Bureau backbone militia, come on!"

With a sound in his ears, Yang Rui's ears buzzed.

But it was a group of young people wearing uniform overalls, rushing past him while shouting.

Yang Rui was suddenly spartan.

The villagers in Lijiacun and Huangjiaji are brave enough to understand that they are anxious to power on themselves. What is the anxiousness of your Nanhu Power Supply Bureau? Or the core militia...

The young people from the core militia of the Nanhu Power Supply Bureau rushed up the mountainside, but they were actually a bit embarrassed.

Everyone is actually very tired, OK?

Don't delay anything for thirty minutes.

Oops, why do we have to run up, because climbing the mountain is very tired, and running up the hillside is simply ***!

"Self-reliance!"

"Unity!"

"Fight hard!"

"Not afraid of difficulties!"

"Dedication!"

The clear children's voice, mixed with some unharmonious drake voices, shouted slogans at the foot of the mountain.

Yang Rui didn't need to look at him, he knew that it was the students of the "Young Pioneers" who were excited, and the pitch that was changing during the voice change, combined with the slogan of a second second, turned out to be no second at all.

"Young people are easy to be impulsive." Yang Rui sighed, but he also bent over and lifted the trolley, pushing forward without any haste.

Although he has a wealth of wealth, although he can afford a large amount of engineering equipment, and although he can develop a variety of new technologies, what is needed most for infrastructure construction in the mountains and mountains is never technology, but drips of sweat.

The transmission lines from Nanhu City to Xixiang Development Zone are undulating mountains all the way. Whether it is the transported telegraph poles and cement, or the pits dug out on the spot, they can only use manpower.

The common excavators and cranes of later generations, in such an environment, could not even enter the site, and it was impossible to build a road for them. With this effort, the transmission lines have been installed.

It is easier to erect transmission lines than to repair roads, which does not mean that the work itself is easy.

Just think about transporting a two-meter-high telephone pole into the mountain, and moving it on a mountain beam that is tens of meters or hundreds of meters high, you can breathe a sigh of relief. The temporary roads built for the purpose of going up the mountain are even more dangerous. .

However, China's infrastructure has been accumulated bit by bit in this way.

In the 1980s, European and American countries had basically completed large-scale infrastructure construction. Future generations enjoyed the achievements of their predecessors. They were naturally able to sit in the office and talk about the value of life, the destiny of labor, and the protection of nature. The corpse of bones, and the disappeared American bison population.

The Chinese in the 1980s were far from hypocritical.

In fact, the Chinese in the 1980s were able to fight without pretense, and it was already their ancestors' lives in exchange for them.

The same developing countries, such as countries like Kenya, want to do some large-scale infrastructure to feed their citizens, educate their children and grandchildren, occasionally enjoy the benefits of modern society, eat some American steaks, and get some. French red wine, two nets of big fish are eaten raw...

But they cannot.

In order not to affect the various nature reserves that have been built, it is very difficult for Kenya to do any form of infrastructure construction. It is simply a compliment to use half the effort to describe it.

Regardless of whether it is a railway or a transmission line, construction in Kenya must first pass various environmental assessment projects, and high-standard environmental assessment projects developed by Europe or the United States.

These environmental impact assessment projects will inevitably force various construction projects to detour, not to mention the increase in costs, but will also infinitely increase the difficulty and time of the project. Flat roads are not allowed to walk, tunnels are not allowed to be struck, and bridges are light without water. The transportation and logistics during the construction period are even more disastrous.

Even so, large-scale infrastructure construction will still be hindered everywhere. Environmental protection organizations from Europe, America or Africa can still ignore what the legal environmental assessment says. They only care about whether the mother fox can feed their three little foxes.

As for whether human mothers in downtown Nairobi can feed their three children, that is a matter for the human protection organization. It is a matter of the human protection organization.

Because of such a great system, Kenya has never built a railway since 1902. During this period, there were local politicians who wanted to advance this matter. After all, they gave up for the rights of the people of the world and the nature reserves of the people of the world. Up.

In the final analysis, it was their blood and insufficient effort.

The Chinese do not need to travel through time and space, just read their own history to see the dilemma of Kenyans.

The environment naturally needs to be protected~lightnovelpub.net~ However, whoever sacrifices to protect them requires bloodshed, struggle and sacrifice.

After the Chinese have paid their blood, struggle and sacrifices, they have the freedom to protect themselves or to protect animals, and then they have the freedom to ride the high-speed train in [email protected], to watch zebras in Kenya, and to play snakes in Myanmar.

In contrast, it was not until 2015 that Kenya began to build the first railway in a century. The people responsible for the construction of the project were the same poor and backward Chinese as them 30 years ago.

And 30 years later, the Chinese are qualified to build railways of great economic and political value on the land of other countries, relying on the thick cocoon on the shoulders of their ancestors, and the pain of tearing their jaws.

"Lijiacun Youth Commando, go on!"

"Huang's Vanguard, stick to it!"

"Nandian militia, never stop!"

On both sides of the col, roaring all day long.

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