is like the famous singer Zhang Qiang's song "My Eighties":

There is also a poem, a hazy poem;

There's also a song, a disco;

In my eighties, many years later, we still gather here to reminisce about our once passionate love.

In the 80s, Kyoto and the whole country truly entered a new period of reform, opening up, and modernization, and for the young people of this era, it was an era full of ideals, contradictions, enthusiasm, passion, surging, and the pursuit of trends.

Just like this night, two "classes" play out different stories.

……

White shirt, beige pants, slightly pointed long white leather shoes, and a clear jade Guanyin around his neck, after Chu Yifeng got out of the car and closed the door, he first glanced at the dozen or so bicycles parked at the gate of the small courtyard, and then glanced at the three or five cars parked in the middle of the path.

Just pull down a thread in the hidden place, knock on the door a few times, and after a while, a man in a flower shirt with a half-cigarette in his mouth opened the door, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was an authentic Beijing accent:

"Yo, Brother Chu is here." The flower shirt followed behind Chu Yifeng, and while walking, he introduced who "attended" the family gathering, and bent down to open the door for Chu Yifeng, and shouted into the warm room: "Brother Chu is here!" ”

The atmosphere is so coincidental, in 1985, the theme song of Shanghai Tang was popular in the streets and alleys, and Chu Yifeng entered the house with the phrase "waves running and waves".

"Brother Chu?" The men gestured with their hands down.

"Brother Chu, are you here?" Several girls around twenty years old smiled at Chu Yifeng.

"Brother Chu" didn't know it well, he just nodded slightly, turned around and went straight to the small living room on the left.

There were a few people sitting on the sofa in the small living room, and the one in the middle had a perm and bangs combed back very high and fluffy, and in order to maintain the big brother's hairstyle for a long time, he naturally smeared a lot of hairspray on his head.

Chu Yifeng's white leather shoes directly kicked the upturned legs of the "hairspray man":

"You wear a mirror on a dark day!"

Liu Dapeng, the youngest son of the chief of staff of the General Political Compound, took off the toad mirror and waved his hand to the sides of him, and the two beautiful girls next to him stood up and left with a smile.

"Why did you come? Dude, for your stinky problems, you dance from home to the open air, from the open air to the dance hall, and then from the dance hall to your home, hey, why are you not active in the party?! ”

Chu Yifeng frowned slightly when he sat down, he was annoyed by the smell of the girls rubbing grease and powder.

"It's boring!" Leaning back on the sofa, he continued with a relaxed look:

"I said Dapeng, I can see your mother today, she said that you are still in Suicheng, you said that your old man should know that you are hugging left and right here, buddy next time I see you, you may not be able to take care of yourself for the rest of your life."

The toad mirror was taken off, Liu Dapeng, who was one meter seven or eight tall, slightly fat, and five people and six people long, got up and opened a bottle of beer for Chu Yifeng, and said with a hippie smile:

"Don't show me the stuffing for my master, my buddy is still a hero. Well? Lunatic? ”

"You're crazy!" Chu Yifeng picked up the melon seeds and threw them at Liu Dapeng's front door, throwing them at the right head.

"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss! Let's get down to business, buddy made this trip to Suicheng, and he got this number! "Flip the two sides and compare the gesture of five:

"It's all over the place! It's really eye-opening, and there are especially foreigners who pour coupons! I've convinced you, and you haven't been there?! You really show off your talent and don't go out, you know the world! ”

Chu Yifeng knocked the melon seeds, and did not forget to dust his pants with one hand to smooth them out, his voice was calm, and it was also the first time to persuade Xiao:

"Okay, you also have start-up capital, I estimate the money, it's not difficult for you to do something, you should also do something with a store and face.

Dapeng, 26 years old, although you are forced to change jobs, no matter what day it is, we are all soldiers. It's almost the same as the little anger you hold back, right? You tell me? ”

After Chu Yifeng finished speaking, he raised his neck and drank a glass of beer.

Liu Dapeng was even more straightforward, he didn't answer immediately, but picked up the beer bottle and blew on the bottle.

Since changing jobs, Liu Dapeng simply didn't even report to the new unit, and slipped away.

In the past few years, he has been a big master under the "guidance" of Chu Yifeng, and the money in his hand has gone to the sea in his heart.

With a slightly chubby figure and a rough and wild temperament, Liu Dapeng is wearing a pair of bucket pants with narrow hems and loose trousers that are the most popular in the magic capital nowadays, and the bell bottoms have long been abandoned by him. Wearing a silk and saffron shirt on his upper body, if it weren't for the sharp cold light in his eyes from time to time, no one would have thought that he was once a good soldier.

Hehe, Liu Dapeng wiped the beer foam on the side of his mouth with his big palm, and sneered angrily.

Forgive? No more fussing? Will he be able to put that uniform back on the battlefield?

He didn't even study at military school, he just wanted to be an ordinary soldier and do something that a bloody man should do!

He listened to the propaganda slogans of protecting the family and defending the country every day, and made up his mind since he was a child, but the result was good, he actually sent his eldest brother to the battlefield at a critical moment, and said to him with tears in his eyes, "I have to leave a lifeline"!

Who asked him for his own opinion? said that he would change jobs when he went home, and he became the last person to know! Now, the little fun in his life is only torturing each other with him!

"When I finish pouring the batch of wood in my hand, I will visit my eldest sister and think about a piece of land to make a processing factory."

Liu Dapeng didn't want to say those bad things today, so he simply didn't answer Chu Yifeng's last few sentences positively, he suddenly crooked his mouth and smiled and signaled Chu Yifeng to look at the courtyard and whistled:

"You're here! Did she see your car and smell you?! ”

Jianguoer, the old saying of Kyoto people to describe beautiful girls, and there are so many children and daughters.

As soon as Liu Dapeng's words fell, Shen Biqing, the daughter of the head of the logistics department of the Air Force compound, pushed the door in with a fluffy perm.

"I said Liu Dapeng, when did you change your little brother? Who is the one who opened the door? ”

"Don't mention it, it turns out that the little cub keeps yelling that he is from the artillery yard, I thought it was from the second artillery, guess what? It's a family home of a light bulb factory for a long time! Let's let him mix in this circle, isn't that a betrayal of the class? Dude let him fuck off! ”

Shen Biqing raised her chin and smiled arrogantly, and when she looked down at Chu Yifeng again, she pursed her pink lips, the girl in the bat shirt was full of squeamishness, and she sat beside Chu Yifeng with big almond eyes:

"Brother Feng, what have you been busy with lately? Xiaoqing, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

The corners of his mouth turned up, Chu Yifeng quietly lowered his body and cocked Erlang's legs, a little away from Shen Biqing, who was dressed in fat powder, handsome, beautiful hands, and his voice was even more magnetic and low:

"Busy, you go play."

In the sound of "sweet honey" music, Chu Yifeng watched coldly as men and women hugged and danced ballroom dances, and Liu Dapeng came to him again and whistled loudly: "You honey girl is also here!" ”

Xia Hailan lives in the legendary Mao'er Hutong, where there are family homes of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Air Force, Coal Ministry, etc., and there are many family homes of all kinds.

's father is a leader of the Ministry of Coal, and her mother is the deputy head of the song and dance troupe, Xia Hailan is 172 tall, compared to Shen Biqing's brainless pursuit of Chu Yifeng, compared to Shen Biqing's appearance and figure, although her family background is so one meter worse, but she also belongs to the real roots, Miao Hong, beautiful and smooth, besides, she plays music, forms a band, and writes some prose from time to time to publish, she has the unique charm of a young woman in literature and art.

Not to mention that she inherited her mother's emotional intelligence, she understands the heart of a man, and she has been struggling on the road of exploring Chu Yifeng's psychology.

Shen Biqing squeezed away the two pairs of men and women who were dancing around her, and every time she saw Xia Hailan, she was as menacing as a fight-eyed chicken.

Because she couldn't see Chu Yifeng's smile at Xia Hailan, just like at this moment, Chu Yifeng, who was as gentle as jade, took the initiative to say hello to Xia Hailan!

In this "courtyard circle son" where making friends is based on identity and eating to give lectures, young men and women flow emotionally in disco and break dancing, love and hate.

Ambilight, night blur......

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A certain female dormitory at Kyoto Normal University is silent at this moment, embarrassed and continues to be embarrassed.

Bi Yue felt that her face was hot, how introverted is she, the original owner, to guide the current scene?!

Didn't she just fart two sentences and ask two more questions when her roommates were chatting?

When she doesn't want to go to bed right after washing her pants? She's about to be tossed and scattered!

But she wanted to know the current price news, and wanted to know the market value of twenty-five yuan.

Liang Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on Biyue's upper bunk, took a wooden comb and continued to comb her hair, she lowered her head and smiled.

Such a Bi Yue is like a stranger, and it is rare to say more than ten sentences in one night, and it is still coherent.

The probe looked at the lower bunk, and Liang Xiaoxiao was the first to drive the atmosphere:

"Bi Yue, I heard my mother say that soybean oil is eight cents and eight, isn't that the price of you? Why do you ask this? ”

"Ah, where do I eat soybean oil in my village, I chatter, and I am idle when I am idle." Bi Yue played haha.

Fu Xiaolin put down the book in her hand, took off her glasses and leaned on the head of the bed, and answered:

"No, you can't afford to eat meat oil in rural areas. Not to mention eating, even if they give birth, they don't go to the hospital. My mother often went home and said that the women of which village and which tun gave birth at home, just to save money for hospitalization, ended up bleeding profusely, and some of them were saved at the county hospital. ”

Bi Yue blinked her eyes and chatted along the topic: "How much does it cost to have a child?" ”

"A hundred bucks like that."

Yuan Lisha snorted arrogantly: "It's so poor!" My mother's salary is 100 yuan a month, and she can't afford to have a child in the countryside! ”

"What did your mother do?"

"Writer."

……

Bi Yue put her hands behind her head, and her eyes stared blankly at the bed board on the top bunk.

In the mid-80s, the wages of ordinary workers were more than 60 yuan, hairy crabs were 5 yuan a catty, movies were 1 yuan, fan soap was 3 cents a piece, bicycles were stored for 2 yuan a month, and a 50-square-meter two-room unit with independent kitchen and bathroom was only 8 yuan and 5 yuan......

She may be able to do something with these twenty-five dollars......

Early the next morning, Bi Yue, who had some pain in her lower stomach, left the dormitory at three o'clock in the morning......