Chapter 43

On Saturday afternoon, Jia Hongjian and his mother appeared at the southern square of Shanghai Station. "Mom, you go back first. I'll take the suitcase to Mr. Luo's house to give his little girl, Zi, her lesson," Jia Hongjian suddenly said. Seeing his mother's surprised look, he pointed to the suitcase and explained, "All the books and notes for this preparation are in the suitcase."

Su Ping didn't know why her mischievous son had become so dedicated. She hadn't thought he was so committed to education before. Could it be a genetic trait from her, a teacher? Thinking about this, Su Ping nodded, concerned for her son for a few moments, and then reluctantly got on the bus home.

While Jia Hongjian was on his way to the little girl's house, in the editing room of CCTV's "Oriental Horizon" program in Beijing, the staff were talking to Shui Junyi and Sun Tou. "You two look at this tape. It's basically impossible to edit. If we cut out the over-the-top words of a few people, the subsequent dialogue won't connect with the previous parts..."

Puff, Sun Tou lit a cigarette and thought seriously. After a while, he said, "Don't edit it, just broadcast it as it is." "Boss, that won't do, will it? Without mentioning other things, just broadcasting the words of Director Wang will cause controversy for him. Beijing is full of officials, and we don't know if he has any influential people behind him. There's no need to do this, right?" The staff member sitting at the editing machine turned back, surprised.

"That's right, Sun Tou, there's no need to be so radical, right?" Even Shui Junyi advised Sun Tou maturely.

Sun Tou took a deep drag on his cigarette, as if making a decision, and said firmly, "Do as I say. If there are any problems after the broadcast, I'll take full responsibility!" Seeing that Shui Junyi still wanted to say something, he waved his hand and said, "Junyi, I know you're doing this for me, but do you know what the original name of our 'Oriental Horizon' was? It was 'New Sun 60 Minutes'! Why was it called that? Because I wanted our program to be like the sun, exposing all the dark corners of society."

Pausing here, Sun Tou seemed to be reflecting on something, "Actually, I know that all of you, including Junyi and our staff, want to change the usual pattern of our station. Even though we are the mouthpiece, it doesn't mean we can only say good things, right?"

Shui Junyi nodded slightly, and Sun Tou continued, "I also know that in such a large national TV station, we can't rush things. Rome wasn't built in a day, so everyone who wants to change things is moving forward on their knees. Moving forward on their knees, pretending to be obedient, and silently changing small things bit by bit, then gradually building up... right?"

Shui Junyi and the other staff members nodded in a daze, their hidden thoughts somehow revealed by Sun Tou. "This idea is good and steady. But look, that 15-year-old kid, Jia Hongjian, has the courage to declare war on reality. Are we being a bit cowardly by hiding behind and making slow progress? Ha ha, don't worry, I'm not trying to be a martyr or commit suicide. I'm the head of the 'Oriental Horizon' program, I have seniority, and I'm only 33 years old. Even if I make a mistake this time, I'll just get a big reprimand, and at worst, I'll lose my position as head. I'm still young, I can climb back up. So, listen to me, don't edit anything, broadcast it all!"

"Sun Tou!" Shui Junyi's spirit was also roused, "If we broadcast it without any cuts, I'll take responsibility too. I'm a Xinhua News Agency journalist, and even a war correspondent. This is just a part-time job for me, so it's no big deal..."

"Count me in too." The staff member sitting at the editing machine raised his hand enthusiastically. "Get lost!" "This isn't your business!" Sun Tou and Shui Junyi both turned to scold him...

"Uncle, Uncle, you're here! I missed you so much! Let's start the lesson quickly?" Jia Hongjian, unaware of what was happening in Beijing, had just entered Mr. Luo's house when he saw Luo Lizi run over and grab his pants, not letting go.

"Really?" Jia Hongjian picked up the little girl in surprise. Although he really wanted to ask how much she missed him and if she wanted to marry him in the future, he couldn't reveal his intentions too early with Mr. Luo and Xiao Zhang still around...

Mr. Luo laughed at his granddaughter's eagerness to learn, "Ha ha, since Lizi started learning those mythology lessons from you, she goes out every day to show off to the neighborhood kids, telling them stories. She's almost become the leader of the kids! Even older elementary school students come to listen to her stories. Our Lizi has become a little teacher!"

"Really? Our Lizi is so capable now, knowing so much? The other kids must be very envious of you, right?" Jia Hongjian skillfully teased the little girl, clearly knowing how to entertain children. In just a few words, he had almost convinced Luo Lizi to say she wanted to marry him in the future.

Carrying the little girl into the house, Mr. Luo noticed that Jia Hongjian had brought a suitcase. He immediately realized that Jia Hongjian had come straight from the train without going home first to give his granddaughter a lesson, and he was deeply moved. However, being a 70-year-old man who had reached the stage of doing as he pleased without overstepping boundaries, he didn't express his emotions directly, "Xiao Hongjian, how was the recording in Beijing? Was the journey tiring? It must have taken over 20 hours, right?"

"Not at all, I'm young and strong!" Jia Hongjian patted his chest and laughed. At such a moment, even if the train ride was unbearable and he wanted to die, he couldn't show weakness in front of others. He had to maintain his tough guy image! "By the way, thank you, Mr. Luo and Ms. Wang, for helping me with that compensation case." He thanked them for the help with the compensation case. Although he didn't want to seek help from Mr. Luo's family at first, they offered to help when they found out, and Jia Hongjian couldn't refuse, right? That would make him a beast, no, worse than a beast, right?

"Ha ha, you're not doing anything wrong, and we're all family. Of course, we should help when there's a problem," the old man said generously.

"Grandpa, stop talking! It's time for the lesson! Uncle, Uncle, let's start the lesson?" Luo Lizi, surprisingly, put on a serious face, eager to start the lesson.

"Sure, sure, Lizi is so well-behaved. Uncle will teach you the song we talked about last time, okay?" Jia Hongjian teased the little girl with a smile. "Sure, sure! Uncle is the best! I love Uncle the most!" The little girl clung to Jia Hongjian and said.

While laughing, Jia Hongjian took out the lyrics he had written in advance, ready to teach them to the little girl. The lyrics actually had two versions, both of which Jia Hongjian had participated in writing in his previous life. The first version was a product of his and a few other lyricists' whims and inspiration, more whimsical, with more witty remarks and cuter, but not suitable for public performance. The second version was a more "harmonious" version, with many witty remarks removed and more refined words added, and it was more balanced across different dynasties, making it more suitable for public performance.

He now took out the whimsical and inspired version, the one with content about siblings and couples at the beginning. "We learned about the transition from the Xia to the Shang dynasty last time, right? So I'll teach you the lyrics up to that point..."

Watching Jia Hongjian teach his granddaughter bit by bit, Mr. Luo sat quietly on the side, reflecting. He had always known that Jia Hongjian was a "golden scale that would turn into a dragon when it met the wind and rain," but he never thought it would happen so quickly. He had thought it would take a few years until Jia Hongjian went to university or entered society before he would become a dragon, but he never expected this young man to cause a stir with a fake purchase compensation case in just a few days.

Regarding the fake purchase compensation case, Mr. Luo basically stood on Jia Hongjian's side. Although the act of deliberately buying fake goods made Mr. Luo think Jia Hongjian was too calculating, he had confidence in Jia Hongjian's character. And seeing Jia Hongjian come straight from the train to give a lesson without going home, could such a person be a bad person?

However, as he thought about this, Mr. Luo was suddenly drawn to the lyrics Jia Hongjian was teaching. He was surprised to find that Jia Hongjian's lyrics were mostly adapted from historical and mythological stories! And the lyrics he was teaching now were all about the history his granddaughter had learned before!

This way, learning history and singing songs based on historical events would have a much better memory effect, wouldn't it? Mr. Luo had a basic understanding of this.

Mr. Luo was truly shocked. He had never thought that teaching children could be done this way! Other people's way of teaching children was more like letting them run wild, letting children play, and at most teaching them a bit of ancient poetry. Then, when it was time for school, they would leave the children to the teachers, who would just read from the textbook, never as dedicated as Jia Hongjian!

Looking at Jia Hongjian, this young man had put so much effort into teaching Luo Lizi! He had bought a bunch of books for preparation, drawn pictures to give the little girl a visual impression and maintain interest, and even turned boring history into interesting stories, and personally composed corresponding songs to reinforce memory!

How lucky was he, Mr. Luo, to find such a dedicated tutor for his granddaughter! Now, Mr. Luo was really starting to believe that Jia Hongjian's boast of making Luo Lizi the best five-year-old girl in the country might actually be possible...

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Sun Tou is based on a real person who had a significant influence on the style of CCTV news programs, laying the foundation for most of the new news programs from the 1990s to 2012. Additionally, the "crawling forward" state is not just a fictional concept; it is a real situation. A former CCTV host once introduced how colleagues "crawled forward" to gradually change the style of CCTV.

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