Chapter 49 The Spirit Is Not Spiritual
Wu Yu stayed in the workshop, and Li Jinjun also stayed, and they belonged to Meng Bujiao, Jiao Bujiao's brothers.
Qin Fan and Wanqing carried big light bulbs, but the light bulbs did not have the consciousness of light bulbs. Walking around the park, the eldest sister who sold tickets in the park recognized that the person who bought the ticket was the person who bought the ticket on a rainy day last Sunday, looked at Qin Fan with disdain, and muttered in her heart: Last time I brought a beautiful woman, this time I brought two beautiful girls, this person is definitely a little hooligan.
Look at the movie, the movie is still Leslie Cheung's brother's old film "Drummer". Along the way, Qin Fan felt that he was quite bored, and after a few words of being scolded by the light bulb, he couldn't help but fight with the light bulb. Wanqing didn't persuade her, so she smiled and watched the two of them sneer at each other. It made Qin Fan extremely depressed.
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Lao Zhao was also very depressed during this time.
Since his wife told him that his baby daughter may be stunned, he has also observed that his daughter has come up from time to time in her sleep: "Is it spiritual?" When my daughter woke up, I asked her again, but her face was flushed and she shook her head. Lao Zhao and his wife guessed several times, but they couldn't get the point.
Mrs. Zhao, who had just returned from Sister Zhao's house, saw this situation and asked Lao Zhao: Has anyone ever been at home? Lao Zhao thought for a while and said, "Some time ago, a classmate of Xuemei came. The old lady asked again: "Is it that after her classmates came, Xuemei is different from before?" Lao Zhao's wife nodded and said, "It's different." ”
When the old lady heard this, the crutch in her hand smacked twice on the ground, and muttered: "Nemesis, nemesis." ”
Before Lao Zhao could understand, his wife hurriedly asked, "Is it Xuemei's classmate?"
The old lady still muttered, "Nemesis, nemesis!"
Lao Zhao and his wife looked at each other.
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The June sun is blazing.
In the large open space outside the workshop, there is a red rainproof cloth, and several pieces of lettering molds made of newspaper are placed on it. Qin Fan still didn't worry about Chang Jun and them, so he hurried over, and put the glyphs in place under the scorching sun.
Chang Jun and the girl named Shi Ping were assisting, Lao Cui and the other three were not very proficient in art words, but they were watching from the side, and the female workers in the workshop in the shade of the trees not far away also ran out to watch.
Qin Fan looked at the position of the glyph and put it almost away, at this time, Wu Yu came over with a paint bucket, Qin Fan rolled with a special roller, and after a while, Qin Fan only felt that there was green light floating around his eyes under the reflection of the red rain cloth. After painting the two words, Qin Fan couldn't stand it anymore, handed the special roller to Chang Jun, and instructed him to finish painting the following words according to Qin Fan's appearance just now.
I wiped the sweat from my head, straightened up, looked around, and felt that the houses, people, and trees were all green. In this green, I saw a girl running out of the female workers under the shade of the tree, still holding a towel and a popsicle in her hand, came to Chang Jun's side, let Chang Jun hold the popsicle in her hand, and wiped the sweat on Chang Jun's head with a towel.
What is the situation? Qin Fan was jealous of Chang Jun's treatment,, when Lao Tzu was sweating, how could there be no girl to wipe my sweat. Under the shade of the trees, there was the sound of good-natured laughter from the female workers, and Chang Jun and the girl were also flushed, I don't know if it was reflected by the red cloth, or because of the laughter.
"What's going on?" Qin Fan asked Zhang Lingling, who had just run over with a popsicle, Zhang Lingling handed the popsicle to Qin Fan, and said with a smile: "The two of them are getting better." Qin Fan asked in surprise, "When will it get better?"
"Oh, that girl's name is Han Xue'er, she is from one of our team, and they have been fine for a while. Zhang Lingling said, and handed over another towel for Qin Fan to wipe his sweat.
"What's the situation at this Han Xue'er's house?" Qin Fan still wanted to ask clearly. In his previous life, Chang Jun was unlucky and put it on a woman, and Qin Fan was really afraid that this matter would happen again.
"Han Xueer is not an employee of our factory, she came to help her cousin, her home is not far from our factory, and I don't know much about the situation at home. Zhang Lingling thought for a while and said.
Qin Fan pondered for a moment and said to Zhang Lingling, "I want you to do me a favor." "You say, if only I could do it. Zhang Lingling replied.
"Can you keep an eye on these two for me?" Seeing Zhang Lingling looking at herself in surprise, Qin Fan explained: "You see that my brother Chang Jun is strong-blooded, and Han Xue'er is in love again, I'm really afraid that something will happen to them together." Zhang Lingling blushed and said, "Oh, Brother Fan, who can watch this?"
Qin Fan thought about it, so he had to do it. But the development of the aftermath made Qin Fan regret it afterwards.
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The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and Qin Fan handed over the letter of introduction and two one-inch photos from his father's unit to Lao Cui. The registration for the college entrance examination in '88 began, and Qin Fan also applied for the exam as a young man in society, and Lao Cui and Jiang Fei also counted on that after registering at the college entrance examination recruitment office, they would be lucky enough to be assigned to the four sides of Qin Fan's seat, so that they could see some answers more or less. At this time, the invigilation of the cultural class examination of art candidates is not very strict, and the invigilator also knows that most of these art candidates in society are only Chinese elementary level, and most of the invigilators also turn a blind eye when invigilating.
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In the school studio.
Ding Yun happily showed Qin Fan the remittance slip sent from Shencheng, it was a 3,000 and 2,000 a one. Ding Yun touched Qin Fan's head and said happily, "My smart head." He took the remittance slip and looked at it a few times and said, "No, I'll get it back right away." Then he said distressedly: "How can I sleep in the future?" After the distress, I felt that this was Qin Fan's incomparable trust in her, and at this time, the money taken from Zhao Jiasheng, excluding the cost of materials and labor, was more than 30,000 yuan in Ding Yun's room, close to 40,000. It's a lot of pressure, and every day is worrying.
Qin Fan ignored Ding Yun's distress and suggested to her: "Sister, how about you discuss with your college classmate and let her register a trademark design studio in Shencheng?" Ding Yun thought for a while and said, "I'll ask her." Then he happily hugged Qin Fan and said, "This money is too easy to come by." ”
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There was also good news from Lao Zhao's side, Deputy Director Jiang and his bureau agreed to the plan here after studying and deciding. But Lao Zhao warned Qin Fan to stay away from his daughter Zhao Xuemei. seemed to be afraid that Qin Fan would be unhappy, and then said that the old lady in his family had heard about the old neighborhood and someone was selling the house. This news made Qin Fan a lot happy. After telling Ding Yun, he found that Ding Yun was not as happy as Qin Fan.
Things seem to be going unusually well.
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On the evening of June 12, Qin Fan reviewed his senior high school class at home as usual, and also took leave from Teacher Peng for his daytime study. No one expected that the eldest aunt hurriedly ran over and said: Grandpa is going to set up a stall to sell cooked vegetables!