Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"No! Pay me back!"

The people around laughed, it's okay!

An hour later, everyone came to the Gaotun Army Club, chatting and laughing all the way.

As soon as he got here, Wan Feng was dumbfounded. The small square in front of the club was crowded with thousands of people.

There is even a long queue at the ticket gate, and you can't even find the end. How long will you have to wait in line to buy tickets?

The first show starts at 08:30, and there are still more than ten minutes left. It seems that the first show is not to be expected.

Don't expect the first game to be enough for the second game.

If you get a ticket as a scalper, you can add [-] cents to each ticket, and you can earn a hundred and eighty dollars a day.

This is just thinking about it. He doesn't even know many people in the three-acre land of the Warriors' Commune. It is more difficult to get tickets than to go to heaven if there is no way.

Not to mention being a scalper, it is difficult to get two tickets to enter.

Ask Zhang Hai to find the secretary of the commune?

Isn't this bullshit, go to the commune secretary for a few tickets?

Pull it down, I would rather not look at it than talk about this idiot.

In fact, this club can be entered through the ceiling. When Wan Feng was studying in middle school, a classmate in Gaotun took him to skip class and sneak in to watch the so-called internal expansion film.

Climb up to the house along the chimney of the boiler room, remove the roof tiles and enter the ceiling.

In the ceiling, children can walk with their waists bent, but adults can only squat or crawl.

Going along the ceiling to the end is the stage pillar, on which there are ladders that are solidified with iron bars into the concrete pillars, and the backstage is when you get off the ladder.

But watching a movie is fine, watching a play doesn’t seem to work. The backstage is where other actors stay, and you will definitely be caught if you go down there.

Besides, the one who took Luan Feng to drill the ceiling, what joke are you kidding?What did that become?

Oh, what can I do?

Many things in this world are just coincidences. When Wan Feng was worrying, he actually let him hear such a conversation.

"Oh! Isn't this Xinguo! Happy Chinese New Year!"

There is an allegorical saying that New Year's greetings on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month—half a month late.

Wan Feng was fortunate to witness this scene live today.

Two youths in their 20s looked like they had reunited after a long absence. They were shaking hands affectionately, and beside them was a girl wearing a scarf with a confused face.

"Liu Jianli! I haven't seen you for two or three years after graduation. Happy Chinese New Year."

"Okay, everything is fine! Xinguo! I heard that you have joined the army. Is this demobilization?"

"Yeah! I was demobilized years ago."

The two talked nonsense about what happened after they broke up. Wan Feng listened to a few boring words and was about to divert his attention. At this moment, he heard a valuable conversation.

"Xinguo, what are you hanging around here? Why don't you go in?"

"I don't have a ticket. I want to take my partner to the show, but the queue is longer than the train. Don't count on it this morning."

"Hold the grass! Tell me earlier. I bought several tickets for them just now. My aunt sells tickets inside. I'll buy you two and you wait here."

The person named Liu Jianli ran away, and six or seven minutes later, the guy ran back with two tickets in his hand.

"Here! Hurry up and start checking tickets, and the show will start later."

"Oh, Jian Jian, I lost money to you today, so I'll give you money."

"We'll talk about the money later, hurry up and take your partner in, and we won't be in a hurry if it's later."

"Okay, let's go in first, and let's get together after the play."

A girl named Xinguo hurried to the ticket gate with a scarf.

Chapter 458 Don't Take Your Legs Seriously

Liu Jianli watched his classmate take the object to check the ticket, and was about to turn around and leave when a voice rang in his ear.

"Brother, can you buy me a few tickets?"

Liu Jianli turned his head and saw a young man who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, and beside him was a very beautiful and very fashionable girl.

The girl didn't look very old, and there were about ten or twenty people behind them.

"Who are you? I don't know you."

Wan Feng chuckled: "It's nothing if we don't know each other. Don't we know each other now?"

While speaking, the young man raised his hand, and Liu Jianli saw something flying towards him. He stretched out his hand and took it in his hand. It was a box of heavy nine.

A box of Dazhong Jiu without filter tip is fifty cents, not to mention that it is definitely a high-end cigarette in the county town, let alone in the countryside.

This young man is really generous.

"Buy me forty tickets for five yuan, and the pack of cigarettes and the rest of the money will be yours, how about it?"

There is such a thing?

A few tickets are nothing to Liu Jianli. He has already bought no less than twenty tickets for relatives and friends this morning.

But he didn't even get a cigarette, and now he not only has a pack of good cigarettes, but also has a yuan left.

"No problem, bring the money."

"I have to see the ticket to give you the money. What if I give you the money and you take it and run away?"

Liu Jianli heard the same thing, but fortunately, he really had three or four dollars on him.

"This scene has already started. I'm afraid it won't work. How will it end?"

Wan Feng nodded: "Yes."

In Wan Feng's heart, there is no difference between this one and the next one, they are all watching a play, just earlier and later.

Liu Jianli turned and left, and came back with a stack of tickets more than ten minutes later.

"Forty cards for the next game!"

The ticket is pink, with a black frame printed on it, and there are very few words printed inside: theater ticket, wall sign, price corner, seat number, Hongya County Pingju Troupe.