Since 1983

Chen Xiaoxu really apologized to Guo Xiaozhen.

On the contrary, the other party was taken aback, this girl was a little devil in the eyes of everyone, no one dared to mess with that kind of girl, but she turned out to be sensible.

And she not only apologized, but also didn't bother to participate in Ouyang's pranks afterwards.

Ouyang suddenly lost his delicate jokes and became simple and rude. Like putting a broom on the door, hitting the attacker on the head, and being chased by the attacker all over the corridor...

In this way, in September, Director Wang took back his privilege when he saw that the heat was almost ready.

The crew started filming in mid-September, and it happened that the 10th was the Mid-Autumn Festival, so Ren Dahui organized a get-together, just like the May Fourth Youth Day.

The roles with heavy roles, such as Ping'er, Qingwen, Jia Lian, Jia Zheng, Jia's mother, Xiren, etc., signed full-time contracts and followed the crew all the time. Those with few roles, like Xing Xiuyan, can already go home, and she will only be in a role a year later.

So at the party, everyone had both expectations for the future and a touch of sadness about parting.

The condition of the Air Force Guest House is better than that of the Old Summer Palace. The auditorium is huge, and there is enough space for a hundred people to sit around. They still gather around the table like elementary school students, and there are various snacks on the table.

The girls were all dressed up beautifully, Chen Xiaoxu liked plain clothes, he only wore a black plaid shirt, and sat silently in the corner.

Every time she sees this kind of scene, she is very characteristic, the more lively, the more lonely she feels. Especially when Wang Liping played The Blue Danube and called everyone to get up and dance, this sense of loneliness reached its peak.

She first looked at Xu Fei, who was busy taking pictures everywhere, and then looked at Zhang Li, who was chatting happily with Sister Bao and Tan Chun.

...

Chen Xiaoxu grabbed a handful of melon seeds and sneaked out.

The playground was empty and quiet, a few street lights were on, and a round of bright moon hung in the sky, reflecting yellow flowers and floating jade, and the ground was full of frost. There was a cheerful noise coming from the window, but it felt more and more that it didn't belong to me.

Chen Xiaoxu was walking on the indistinct path, hearing the noise gradually disappearing, he felt a little more comfortable. She was a little homesick and a little bit like crying.

Simply put, there is too much pressure.

These days, reporters are flocking here, and her name and Lin Daiyu are often in the newspapers, as if she has become a much-anticipated news figure overnight.

Some even went to Ancheng to interview their parents and colleagues, asking harsh questions without mercy. My mother also called specifically to ask if I should go to someone else's house to avoid it.

Even, several viewers from Jinling wrote to us, saying, Lin Daiyu is our idol, if you don't perform well, we will unite and attack you!

All these things put a lot of pressure on her.

In fact, she is reasonable, she knows the burden she bears, and she knows that she can only move forward and cannot retreat - she has no sympathy for the loser.

Chen Xiaoxu walked halfway up the mountain, then turned back.

The dance was not over yet, and there was laughter in the window. She was about to sit on the steps for a while, when suddenly she saw two people coming down from the building.

What are you doing? Lonely little girl?

With a camera hanging around his neck, Xu Fei stepped out of the building with a single swishing step.

Why didn't you call me, it's so cold outside.

I'm fine, just feeling bored.

Chen Xiaoxu took Zhang Li's hand, then turned his head and scoffed, What are you doing down here, why don't you take pictures?

It's already been filmed.

You have to take pictures after you finish shooting, otherwise it would be so boring, I'm afraid others won't know you have a camera!

It's called the art of photography. You don't even know how to use it. Do you know which is the lens and which is the flash?

You two are arguing again, one is a child, and the other is also a child...

Zhang Li tried to persuade the fight with a headache, looked at this, looked at that, and suddenly proposed, Hey, this will be just right, can you take a picture for us?

No photo, I'm ugly!

What are you ugly, come on.

Xu is about to go to the future, the farewell is imminent, Zhang Li is a little more relaxed than usual, and pulls her to sit on the steps, Speaking of which, we don't have a group photo yet.

...

After hearing this, Chen Xiaoxu pursed his lips and sat down obediently.

In the 1980s, cameras were very fashionable objects, and the mainstream product was the 120 twin-lens reflex camera. The most representative domestic brands are Shuangniao, namely Seagull and Phoenix.

A Seagull DF model costs more than 500 yuan, and the cheap Hongmei 2 model costs more than 50 yuan. Imported ones are more expensive, basically a thousand.

But who is Boss Xu, he is not short of money, okay? Well, he also bought imported goods from trust stores, so he can save as much as he can.

Xu Fei took a few steps back, constantly adjusting the camera, and saw two girls sitting on the steps, Chen Xiaoxu tilted his head, slightly resting on Zhang Li's shoulder, the lights were dim, and the years were graceful.

The story itself is like an old photo that has passed away.

Take a picture!

He pressed the shutter, a strong white light flashed, and the picture was frozen.

…………

Boom!

The courtyard door was violently knocked open, and Xu Fei entered with a round stool in one hand.

Hey, I used to be very polite when I entered the door, but now I bump into it directly. I really don't treat myself as an outsider.

Aunt with her hips akimbo stood in the yard and started training.

Don't you take something? I said it's late at night, why haven't you cooked yet?

Xu Feite likes this aunt, and teases her whenever he has nothing to do, I pay ten yuan a month for food, which is real RMB. You can't fool an honest person.

You are honest? You are smarter than a monkey! The aunt curled her lips and went in to cook.

Xu Fei moved the round chair into the house, tossed and tossed for a long time, and finally decided to put it under the window sill in the back room, looking inconspicuous. Here is a guest, put your butt on the stool:

Is your stool old enough?

Oh, it's quite old, from the Qing Dynasty.

Tsk, you don't understand this kind of pleasure!

It is said that the aunt still has a wife who is not in good health, either lying in bed, or going out for a walk trembling. She takes care of the two by herself, and although her children give her money every month, she is still mentally tired.

So Xu Fei was able to come back to live, and the aunt was very happy. The young man was kind and outgoing, and he could chat with him, pay for his meals every month, and educate his grandchildren.

Because after Chen Xiaoqiao sold clothes with him, she felt that she had seen the world, and when she looked at her peers, she always had a sense of superiority. This poor boy is not convinced by anyone now, but by Xu Fei.

When the smell came out from the kitchen, Chen Xiaoqiao left school with her meal in hand, then slipped to the side room with a bowl in her arms, insisting on eating with her boss.

I ate noodles with fried sauce, the authentic taste of the capital.

The real Jajangmyeon is made differently throughout the year. Bean sprouts are served in early spring, Chinese toon, green garlic, and radish sprouts are served in late spring; shredded cucumbers and new garlic sprouts are served in summer; shredded cucumbers and carrots are served in autumn...

Now there are two kinds of tender shreds in the bowl. Xu Fei has a big appetite and made three big bowls.

After dinner, Chen Xiaoqiao was sent back to do his homework, he waited for a while, and then heard someone knocking on the door, it was Ma Weidu.

(Thanks to the cute masters, we will add updates after they are put on the shelves. There will be more in the evening...)