"Ahh

Let's go too,

Go for the sky.

Or make a small leaf,

Singing in response to the forest ......"

Sun Weiguo, who had a scruffy beard, nested in the dormitory for two days, and he felt more and more like a middle-aged greasy man. After pouring himself two taels of cat urine, Shixing was furious, standing by the windowsill, looking at the hazy night outside the window and hesitating for a while.

"Shu Ting?" Li Yadong asked tentatively, he had probably heard this poem in 79 years, when the experimental field of reform broke ground in Shekou, and this poem by Shu Ting, a poetess of Fujian Province, can be said to be popular all over the country.

"Yes, but there is a problem with Boss Sun's emotional rendering, it's too sad, this poem should be recited in a passionate tone......" Guo Qi closed the book of "The Wealth of Nations" in which Li Yadong finally figured out the name, and said seriously.

"Go...... Do you have the ability?" Sun Weiguo looked disdainful.

Who knew that the simple Comrade Xiaoqi was still serious, and said with a red face: "Or...... I'll give you a poem I wrote myself?"

"Yo he...... It's terrible, you!" Sun Weiguo's eyes widened.

Li Yadong laughed and echoed: "I'm going to heaven." ”

"My dear comrades,

The Saihanba Desert has blossomed its buds,

The 3,000 miles of the Red Flag Canal are still galloping,

The ancestors used their flesh and blood and lives to build a beautiful home,

Now the trumpet of history is sounding again,

Blood-dripping flags roar and flutter,

It's up to us, colleagues who stand on the wave of the times,

May we follow in the footsteps of our predecessors and forge ahead into the future,

May we do something for future generations!"

Quiet!

Surprise!

"It's ugly. Guo Qi smiled shyly.

"Are you sure you wrote it?" asked Sun Weiguo, his eyes wide, as if he had discovered the Ninth Wonder.

"He wrote it. ”

Li Yadong dares to guarantee that he has never heard of this poem, and it is honest, more than passion, not enough charm, and somewhat lacking in heat, unlike a master's work.

"Okay, Comrade Xiaoqi, I feel that you are too condescending to stay in our small dormitory, you should go to the 22nd floor next to it. Sun Weiguo is really impressed by Guo Qi now, and he must never dare to embarrass in front of him in the future.

As for the 22nd floor, which he said, it was the dormitory of the Department of Literature.

"Why did you choose the Department of Economics?" In fact, Li Yadong was also very curious, and it could be seen that Guo Qi was very talented in literature, and it seemed reasonable to enter the Department of Literature with this foundation.

"If I had been born ten years earlier, I would have chosen the Department of Literature. ”

Guo Qi said very seriously: "New China is moving forward steadily under the leadership of the party, and I think that the policy of cultural salvation in the past has lost its meaning. At present, the country is unprecedentedly united, the people of all ethnic groups are united, how to move towards prosperity and strength is the question that we college students should think about.

"What a rich country that only has an economy!" Li Yadong praised from the bottom of his heart.

Not a simple boy!

In this era, Li Yadong was given a feeling that everyone was drunk and I was sober.

He searched his mind carefully to see if he could find a person with the same name and surname to match the small glasses in front of him, but failed.

Not surprising, after all, the social status of his previous life determined his vision. But he is very sure that the Guo Qi in front of him will definitely not be easy in the future!

The relationship between the three people in the dormitory is in a state of rapid development, and their speech and demeanor are not as scrupulous as when they first came, except for the little secret that everyone always has in their hearts, it has basically reached the point of talking about everything.

But what made the three of them a little confused was that their last roommate had not yet arrived, and it seemed that school had not started for two days.

When he got up the next morning, Li Yadong went out of the door, took a trackless bus and walked around blindly, almost running all over Haidian, and finally found a few relatively large department stores.

The reason why he is like this, naturally is to understand the market situation, and the conclusion he came to is basically consistent with what he thinks, the main reason is that there are few garment factories in Beijing that make bell bottoms, and the bell bottoms on the market are basically shipped from the south of Guangzhou and Shenzhen, and the price can be imagined after a long journey.

Li Yadong counted that the average price could reach 15 yuan per piece, and the best bell pants made of cotton silk were sold for 20 yuan in the Tiger Cave Department Store!

In this era when the average monthly salary of the citizens of Beijing is twenty or thirty yuan, this is not a small amount.

However, his pants are also good cotton fabric!

At noon on the street, Li Yadong returned to Wudaokou and went to the tailor shop first, and he had to know the progress of the work.

What surprised Li Yadong was that the tailor's shop was closed!

The doorway was sealed with the same long planks of that kind.

At this time, he was thinking, Lao Wu won't black his pants and run away, right?

"Knock knock!" Li Yadong raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After a long while, a slightly vigilant voice came from inside, "Who?"

"I, Li Yadong!"

"Oh, wait a minute. ”

Then there was the sound of the door panel being removed.

"What's the situation, why is it still closed?" Li Yadong was puzzled.

Wu lame smiled, "It's better to be careful, be careful to ......"

When he walked into the house, Li Yadong finally understood why Wu Cripple was so cautious.

At this time, the store was brightly lit, and the original spacious outer small cloth village no longer existed, replaced by eight sewing machines lined up in two rows, and eight middle-aged women sweating profusely sat in the back.

Walking into the room, it is even more amazing, in a small room of thirty or forty square meters, there are twelve sewing machines, and next to each sewing machine is a bamboo basket, which contains pants that need to be modified, and there is no place to put down your feet.

Fortunately, Wu Cripple didn't know where to get a few electric fans, otherwise in such a hot weather, he would have to make a mistake when he worked behind closed doors.

"There is no way, if you want to finish on time, you have to do this, and the skilled sewing workers in the neighborhood, as long as they don't have any work at hand, have been invited by me, and by the way, I have also moved their sewing machines at home. Isn't it because I'm afraid of being seen, so I closed the door. ”

Li Yadong imagined that Wu Cripple should have some other ways, such as knowing some other tailor shop owners or something, but he really didn't expect to do it like this, making it look like a sweatshop.

He naturally understands Wu Cripple's good intentions, and to put it bluntly, it is still the problem of "seven up and eight down", Wu Cripple has a self-employed license, and according to the unwritten rules, there can be no more than eight employees, including himself, but now it is obviously exceeded.

Li Yadong didn't have much to say, his understanding of history doesn't mean that he can persuade others not to be afraid, so he can only say: "Lao Wu, you are like this, go to the roadside to find an aunt who sells popsicles, and ask her to send a box of popsicles in the morning and afternoon to cool everyone down, and the money is mine." ”

"What's so embarrassing about that......

"Let you do it, where did you get so much nonsense. ”

"Oh, well, I see. ”

Li Yadong checked the quality of the modification, and also counted the modified pants, everything went smoothly, it seems that Wu Cripple is really interested.

It's only been half a day, and 65 pairs of 110 pairs of pants have been changed.