Catch the sea: start with a sand shovel and take over the entire beach

What Zhao Qin wrote is purely a temporary effort.

He planned to hold an essay solicitation activity to collect contributions on the folk customs and historical anecdotes of the province. They could be novels, sketches, or even mature scripts.

That's right, he still plans to transfer the model of eternal love.

In fact, Qianguqing has been around since 97, but if he contacted Qianguqing now and asked them to arrange a stage play for the village,

I guess people will just slap him in the face. How big of a face do you have for asking us to put on a show for your village? You probably don’t know how much a stage play costs from staging to choreography.

The next day, he received a call from his leader, then got his manuscript back and found that there were comments on it.

'The starting point is good, but the impact is not considered enough. To promote the Fujian culture, we should increase publicity and let more people participate...'

Zhao Qin knew that this was definitely not Fu Su's comment, otherwise he would have just told him directly. As for the meaning, he had only a partial understanding of it for a while.

"Is it your sole responsibility to promote Fujian culture?"

Fu Su's question confused Zhao Qinqian, and he shook his head in confusion for a long time.

"That's right. You want those noble people and homesick wanderers to also participate. You can't just eat alone."

Zhao Qin suddenly realized that if the occasion had not been inappropriate, he would have wanted to give Fu Su a big thumbs up. This was so well said.

This means that the money for soliciting scripts, including the subsequent stage construction and rehearsals, cannot be paid by you, Zhao Qin, alone, but must also be given to some caring people who are eager to contribute to their hometown.

Of course he is happy, and he wishes all the money could be raised.

Before, his thoughts were very simple, because these programs were arranged to sell tickets, which was regarded as a commercial activity in the village.

And I spent more than one million to solicit submissions, which is considered to do something for the village.

After all, he is now worth hundreds of millions. He only donates a little to a village primary school every year. He really doesn’t do much for the collective.

"Leader, how do we promote this?"

"You are only responsible for soliciting papers, and I will take care of the rest. It is best to set up a review committee. You alone do not have enough credibility."

Zhao Qin was a little embarrassed, "Leader, we don't judge awards. I just collect usable scripts. It doesn't have to be beautifully written, but more importantly, it has to be effective when put on the stage."

"I know this, so I won't look for people from the Writers' Association. I'll see how many people are arranged by the Musicians' Association. Don't worry, your opinions will take the lead."

When it comes to this matter, Zhao Qin naturally has a hard time talking about it.

After saying goodbye to the leader, Zhao Qin returned home and found Zhao Anguo, "Dad, we need to build a theater in the village."

Zhao Anguo paused for a moment and then expressed his position, "That's good. We'll invite a few opera troupes to stay there. They can perform Fujian opera, Gaojia opera, and Puxian opera."

Zhao Qin was speechless. As for what his father said, no one would know about it outside the bounds of Fujian.

Not to mention the effect of the performance, people from out of town will not be able to understand it. It is not comparable to Peking Opera, but it is far inferior to Huangmei and Yue Opera.

"Not singing, rehearsing..." Zhao Qin was a little confused at the explanation, Suo Bi waved his hand, "Just listen to my advice."

As soon as he finished speaking, he knew he was going to be spoiled. As expected, a chestnut exploded in his head the next moment, "You are the King of Heaven, I, the whole village must listen to you."

“If you love building, don’t build.”

Zhao Qin also lost his temper. He was dedicated to serving the public good, so why should he be beaten? He patted his butt and left the village committee.

"Daguo, Aqin must have his own thoughts, why did you take action?" Lao Zhang saw that the father and son were having a bit of an unpleasant quarrel, so he began to persuade.

"It's okay for those who belong to the donkey. It's just a temper." Zhao Anguo waved his hand indifferently.

At dinner at home in the evening, Zhao Anguo raised his glass and looked at Zhao Qin. Zhao Qin held back his laughter and raised his glass, "Dad, here's a toast to you."

Zhao Anguo drank the wine with a slight hum, and then said: "Do you have any ideas about how big the theater should be?"

After returning to the old house after dinner, Zhao Qin simply drew a picture by hand. This was not technically difficult, but he just tried to make the ceiling as high as possible to make it easier to rehearse the show in the future.

"In October this year, I think it's time to move into your house, and we'll get married in January next year."

After talking about things in the village, Zhao Anguo talked about things at home.

"Dad, you can make the decision on this matter."

"Okay, then I'll ask your sister-in-law to check the date tomorrow and then discuss it with the in-laws."

After chatting for a while, they each took a rest.

While he was drifting off to sleep, his cell phone rang. When he saw the call, he found that it was Dayu, "Dayu, what time is it and you still can't sleep?"

"Have a good sleep, get up quickly, Aqin, the seaside is so beautiful."

"You are blind, what can you see?"

Dayu's voice on the other side was even more urgent, "Hurry up, the sea is full of blue light, it's so beautiful."

Hearing his description, Zhao Qin stood up fiercely. He probably guessed what happened, casually changed his clothes and was about to go out. As soon as he ran to the door, he turned back and went into the house to get his camera.

"Is it Aqin?"

He woke up Zhao Anguo in the other room with the sound of opening and closing the door.

"Dad, it's me, you go to bed first."

"What's the matter?"

"It's okay." Zhao Qin closed the door and ran to the beach quickly.

Far away, he was attracted by the scene in front of him, and his footsteps could not help but slow down a bit.

There is a layer of faint blue light floating on the sea surface, like a will-o'-the-wisp or lightning. As the waves advance layer by layer, it is beautiful and full of dreamy colors.

He felt like he was in a fairy tale world, and like falling into the starry sky.

When he finally got closer, he was shocked beyond measure when he saw this situation.

Blue tears!

These are the blue tears of the sea. He has heard people in the village say it more than once, but this is the first time he has seen it after being here for so long. Of course, it has many other names in the local area, such as sea fire, sea ghost, and sea ghost fire. wait,

Some people call it red tide.

Because it looks beautiful and dreamy, but the locals are afraid of it, not because of the cold blue light that is similar to a will-o'-the-wisp.

But because every appearance of blue eyes is a destruction of the offshore marine environment and life.

The formation of blue tears is due to the light produced by a kind of red noctiluca, which is formed by the beating of waves. It is blue at night, but during the day, no cold light can be seen, so it appears red to the eyes, hence the name red tide. .

This kind of algae not only pollutes the waters by emitting harmful substances, but also causes toxins to accumulate in the bodies of other fish, shrimps and crabs in the ocean, causing the fish to die.

It can even poison humans who eat these fish and shrimps.

In addition, its own reproductive speed is astonishing, which consumes a large amount of dissolved oxygen, causing regional oxygen deficiency in the ocean, and also destroys the ecology.

What's more, this thing has the ability to absorb, and it can easily stick to the gill lines of fish and shrimp, making them unable to breathe and suffocate to death.

It can be said that every time blue tears appear, it is a serious damage to the ecology of the nearby sea area, and it is a disaster for all farmers.

This is why it is extremely beautiful, but why it is hated by seaside people.

After Zhao Qin finished taking a roll of film, he squatted down and looked at such a wonderful scene. After a while, he let out a long sigh.

The blue tears at night are very dreamy

Red tides during the day are actually caused by the same reason.