My family is the head teacher

According to Languan's plan, on the first night in Beijing, he would go to visit Nanluoguxiang. It happened that going out at night could avoid the heat and scorching sun during the day.

As soon as Ye Jingyu stepped out of the subway station in Beijing, he couldn't help but exclaimed.Although Yuncheng is also one of the best big cities, it does not have the artistic atmosphere like Nanluoguxiang in Beijing.Although Ye Jingyu and his parents had been to Beijing before, they only went to the Forbidden City, Beihai and other scenic spots. He had never been to such a gathering place for literary and artistic youth.

Lan Guan on the side felt an inexplicable sense of superiority, and said to Ye Jingyu proudly, "Look, this is the gathering place for literature and art in Beijing. When I was in college here, I often came here."

Ye Jingyu wanted to go in quickly for a stroll, but he didn't bother to fight back, so he dragged Lan Guan to squeeze into the crowd.

Just after visiting three or four stores, Ye Jingyu and Lan Guan already held a cup of milk tea and a box of octopus balls in their hands. Lan Guan smiled and followed Ye Jingyu who was full of excitement, and walked with him in the crowd Squeeze around.

"Oh! You, you, come here, take a look at this store!" Ye Jingyu waved eagerly at Lan Guan, but his eyes stayed on the dazzling array of products in the store.

Lan Guan squeezed over and took a look. It turned out to be a shop with a nostalgic theme. The shop sold snacks and toys that were common to those born in the [-]s and [-]s.

Ye Jingyu's eyes lit up, he picked up a plastic green bamboo dragonfly, and shook it at Languan: "This, this! When I was young, my dad took me to the park to play darts, and you only got one if you hit three or more balloons! "

Lan Guan took over the plastic bamboo dragonfly, it was indeed the kind that his generation played with when he was a child, and now there are no more for sale on the street.

Before Lan Guan had time to put the bamboo dragonfly back to its place for Ye Jingyu, Ye Jingyu exclaimed again: "Damn it! It's this one!"

Lan Guan turned his head and saw that Ye Jingyu was holding a stack of small cards in his hand, all of which were colorfully printed with heroes from Outlaws of the Marsh and Three Kingdoms.

"When I was young, I ate crispy noodles every day to collect these! I ate hundreds of bags, but I didn't get Zhao Yun's card!" Ye Jingyu said while looking at the cards in his hand one by one.

"There were very few cards of this general. At that time, what I wanted most were Zhou Yu's and Lin Chong's cards. I bought five bags in a row, and three bags contained Diao Chan cards." Lan Guan said.

Ye Jingyu burst out laughing, and his eyes fell on the plastic figurine on the shelf on the other side.

Lan Guan followed Ye Jingyu's eyes, frowned, and walked to the front of the shelf to look carefully: "This is Ultraman's, and the one next to it is an armored warrior. I was addicted to seeing these when I was young."

Ye Jingyu was taken aback for a moment, feeling a strange feeling.

Subconsciously, I always feel that Lan Guan is my teacher, so he is naturally a generation older than me.But I suddenly realized from the bottom of my heart that Lan Guan was only six or seven years older than me, and I had a basically similar childhood with him.

Seeing that Ye Jingyu didn't talk to him for a long time, Lan Guan turned to look at Ye Jingyu, only to find that Ye Jingyu was looking at him fixedly.

"What's the matter, Jingyu?" Lan Guan smiled.

"Oh, it's nothing." Ye Jingyu shook his head, and walked forward to look at the plastic figurines on the shelf with Lan Guan.

"Which one did you like to watch when you were a kid?"

"Digimon. Actually, it's not like when I was a child. I was still watching it in junior high school." Ye Jingyu said solemnly.

"To be honest, I still have "Tom and Jerry" cached in my phone."

Ye Jingyu: "..."

Immersed in memories of their childhood, Ye Jingyu and Lan Guan could only feel their backs getting hot, and finally noticed the resentful eyes of the salesperson who was very dissatisfied with them for a long time but didn't want to buy anything.

Lan Guan coughed dryly, and said, "Damn, Jingyu, take a look at what you like and buy some as a souvenir."

Ye Jingyu glanced at the price tag of the plastic figurine, walked silently to the box, took out a card with Zhao Yun printed on it between his fingers, and said innocently to the salesperson, "Just this card."

"Ten yuan, pay here." The waiter turned and walked towards the cashier.

Ye Jingyu entered the crazy mode: "Ten yuan for what!! At the beginning, it was a free gift for buying dry noodles for one yuan! It's a money grab!"

The salesperson had black lines all over his face, and explained with a strong smile: "These cards are no longer produced. The ones we sell in our store are recycled from the Internet at high prices."

Lan Guan walked over and handed ten yuan to the salesperson, and walked out of this "black shop" with the frantic Ye Jingyu.

Ye Jingyu stood there looking over and over at the thin character card in his hand, and said helplessly: "It's so deceitful, I bought such a piece of paper for ten yuan. She also said that it was bought at a high price. , I still have a box of villain cards at home, if I knew I should have brought them here and sold them to her, I would have earned her hundreds of dollars!"

Lan Guan looked at Ye Jingyu, who was crying and laughing, and comforted him: "Okay, okay, after all, this is the Zhao Yun card that you never received when you were a child!"

"That's true." Ye Jingyu carefully put the card into his wallet, and when he looked up, he found that Lan Guan was still smiling.

"What are you laughing at, it's so creepy."

"Jingyu, you have changed a lot." Lan Guan replied.

"Ah?" Ye Jingyu realized right away that what Lan Guan said should be about what happened to him just now, and said a little embarrassedly, "Yes, haven't I become poor now?"

Lan Guan laughed: "You have grown up, kid."

Nanluogu Lane was first lit up, and every store was lit with yellow or orange lights, and there were even lanterns hanging at the door of several stores, which made the faces of pedestrians passing by their stores blush.

Even at night, it was still very hot and stuffy. Both Ye Jingyu and Lan Guan were sweating profusely, and the front, chest, back and back of the shirt were wet in two pieces, sticking to their bodies.

Lan Guan took the advertising leaflets handed out on the street and fanned them, and all the air came out was hot, which didn't work at all.

Lan Guan saw the signboard in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he pulled Ye Jingyu to the end of a long queue.

"Stop queuing, I'm so hot, what is this for?" Ye Jingyu asked while frantically fanning the flyer in his hand.

"Handmade ice cream, it's delicious, I invite you to eat it."

More than ten minutes later, Ye Jingyu had a handmade popsicle with a price of 30 yuan and a small stick in his hand. He complained that it was too expensive and kept licking it.

Holding popsicles, the two stood at the door of a small bar and listened to a young resident singer playing and singing folk songs while holding a guitar.

Seeing Lan Guan listening intently, Ye Jingyu said, "You like to listen to this kind of song? Then let's go in, and I'll order one for you."

Lan Guan smiled, shook his head, and walked towards the exit of the alley. He turned his head to signal Ye Jingyu to follow, and said, "This is a place to scam foreigners. You can order a song for more than 100. Let's go, I'll take you." Go somewhere nice."