The video hall, which had been raised for more than half a month, finally opened on the first Sunday after the start of school, and since there were no weekends in the 80s, only one day a week was closed, so Zhang Jiaming chose this day for opening.

Lu Xiaokun took the leftover firecrackers from home and sold them during the Spring Festival, and connected the twists of these five firecrackers together to make a thousand firecrackers.

With the sound of firecrackers symbolizing prosperity, the business of Zhang Jiaming's video hall was also an instant hit, and the tickets for the two consecutive performances in the morning were sold out, and the afternoon tickets were already on sale at ten o'clock.

Due to the extremely monotonous amateur cultural life of people in this era, cinemas, video halls, billiard rooms, and roller skating rinks were the main entertainment venues patronized by people at that time, and video halls were even more popular as an emerging industry......

The old bastard grandfather watched the RMB keep flowing into the drawer in front of him, smacked his lips, and said to himself: "Jiaming, this stinky boy's brain is a light, what to do to make money, and this kid's character is not bad, Xiaokun is also relieved to follow him." ”

Zhang Jiaming thought about it again and again and invited the old muddy grandfather over, as Zhang Jiaming expected, as soon as he mentioned the salary, the muddy grandfather blew his beard and glared and scolded: "Stinky boy, Lao Tzu still needs money for you to help?" Raise money with me again, and see if I don't smoke you! ”

Zhang Jiaming resolutely stopped mentioning the money, he knew that if he provoked the bastard grandpa to move the real fire, this stubborn old man would really be able to slap his big mouth in his face, without ambiguity!

Zhang Jiaming didn't intend to treat Grandpa Humbled badly, he asked his eldest cousin to pretend to be a student of the Technical School of the Mining Bureau opposite to buy a meal ticket, and three meals a day to let Grandpa Hun Egg eat well.

The video hall is open from half past eight in the morning, and the last show is shown at half past ten in the evening, just in time not to delay the work of Grandpa Muddy to look at the warehouse of a factory at night.

At that time, Grandpa Humbled had a sentence that made Zhang Jiaming's heart very warm, and Grandpa Hun said in a rare gentle tone: "Jiaming, although your kid doesn't have the same surname as my old man, but grandpa really doesn't treat you as an outsider, the only one among you children who can make me look at you is you, and besides, grandpa also has an income of twenty or thirty yuan a month when he shows people the warehouse, which is enough for grandpa's expenses." ”

Zhang Jiaming saw the eldest cousin who was sitting next to the TV and had already watched it once and was still concentrating on watching it for the second time, so the cat waist went over and said to him: "You go out and sell tickets for a while, and let the old man come in and watch the video for a while." ”

"Oh!" The eldest cousin agreed, and reluctantly went out to replace the old man.

Within two minutes, the muddy grandfather came in in the dark, Zhang Jiaming got up and took the old man to the place where he was originally sitting, and next to him were Lu Xiaokun and the third son, in addition to Zhou Wei, who had just transferred to another school, and the other peers Zhang Jiaming were not invited.

Zhang Jiaming leaned against the wall and looked around at the audience, with an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart, the video was the first, second and second episodes of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", five in a row, and a "Provincial and Hong Kong Flag Soldiers" will be inserted in the evening, but no matter how classic the drama is, it can't stand the past and present lives, Zhang Jiaming said hello to the muddy grandfather and decided to go to the corridor to breathe.

The ticket office of the video hall is set up in front of the corridor on the second floor, a table is horizontally there, and only one person is allowed to pass next to it.

A few hooligan whistles from downstairs attracted Zhang Jiaming, and Zhang Jiaming tiptoed his toe probe and glanced down, hey! Old acquaintances!

Within two minutes, Wang Cripple took a few gangsters to the second floor, entertainment venues have always been places where gangsters and gangsters gather, Zhang Jiaming never suspected that Wang Cripple and his gang, who were floating in society all day long, would visit his video hall one day, but this Wang Cripple came over early in the morning to watch the video? Or is there another intention?

Seeing Wang Cripple standing limping in front of him, the eldest cousin hurriedly stood up and greeted him with a smile, and at the same time took out a big front door cigarette and handed it over, Wang Cripple didn't answer, a younger brother next to him handed over a Marlboro, Wang Cripple held it in his mouth, and the other little brother lit the fire, Wang Lame spit out a smoke ring and asked, "Just opened?" ”

"Big brother, it's the first day of opening today." The eldest cousin nodded and replied.

"You're the boss?" Wang Cripple's second puff of cigarette sprayed directly on the eldest cousin's face.

The eldest cousin coughed twice and replied: "Back to the eldest brother, I am not the boss, the boss is in the video hall, but the eldest brother wants to watch the video, and the younger brother is willing to pay for a treat, oh, there are seven people in total, the eldest brother, you can take these seven tickets and go in and watch them." ”

"Don't go in, it's dark, let your boss come out and talk." The lame king said as he flicked the ash on the table.

Zhang Jiaming knows that Wang Cripple is not here to watch any video, but to collect protection money, it should be said that Wang Cripple is the most economically discerning of this generation of hooligans, and when other hooligan gangs are still fighting to the death for a big fart, he has already transferred his tentacles to the economic field, and finally made him the first to become a rich hooligan leader, Zhang Jiaming remembers that Wang Lame has already sat on Daben in the late nineties, and the license plate number is also 007.

"What kind of TV series is this filming, bragging about bombs! People can still fly around in the sky, more powerful than his grandmother's little devil! Grandpa Muddy muttered quietly, dragging a chair out of the video hall in his hand.

Seeing Zhang Jiaming also standing in the corridor, he put down his chair and sat down and said; "I said eldest grandson, go back and show grandpa two whole sets of small Japanese films."

"Grandpa, no problem!" Zhang Jiaming said in his heart, if you always see the anti-Japanese drama after 30 years, you have to scold you, a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War, for your mother!

Zhang Jiaming consciously stood behind his grandfather, beat him on the shoulder, and whispered: "Grandpa, the gang of lame kings are here to join in the fun again!" ”

"I've seen it for a long time, don't worry, with grandpa here, this kid can't make any splashes! Pound your hands a little hard, as if you haven't eaten! The old bastard grandfather had a breezy expression.

The corridor on the second floor is relatively long, and Zhang Jiaming's position is one or twenty meters away from Wang Lame, at this time, Wang Lame also noticed the old and young people on the other side of the corridor, his expression was stunned, and he asked his eldest cousin in a low voice: "What is the name of the owner of this video hall?" ”

"It's called Zhang Jiaming." The eldest cousin told the truth, and then explained in a pretentious manner: "Big brother, this Zhang Jiaming is my cousin, he is still a child, if he does anything inconsiderate and offends you, eldest brother, I will compensate you on his behalf, I beg you not to be embarrassed for him." ”

The words of the eldest cousin just now are the only bright spot that Zhang Jiaming heard, although the eldest cousin is a soft bone, but Zhang Jiaming is still very moved in his heart, just by virtue of what you said just now, with me Zhang Jiaming in this life, I will never let you go hungry!

"Alright, it's okay!" The lame king patted his eldest cousin on the shoulder, turned back to the younger brothers, and ordered, "Let's retreat, go to another place." ”

The eldest cousin kept sending Wang Cripple and a few people to the staircase, and then patted his chest and walked back, and at a glance he saw the old bastard and Zhang Jiaming at the door of the video hall, so he lowered his voice and said, "Did you see it just now?" The cripple king is here! ”

The extremely high-spirited old bastard grandfather didn't look down on the slave appearance of the eldest cousin just now, and didn't want to deal with him at all, Zhang Jiaming nodded, indicating that he saw it.

The eldest cousin returned to his usual style and began to brag about the bomb, "See! Wang Cripple originally wanted to do something with us here, but when he saw that I was here to guard the door, he hurriedly gave me a cigarette and a language, and I didn't like to pay attention to him! No, I touched my nose and walked away. Sample, dare to come to us to make trouble, you won't be killed! ”

Zhang Jiaming wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, his face was flushed, and the eldest cousin was empathetic and relieved: "Hey, look at your little face is red with fright, there is a big cousin, don't be afraid!" It's not the eldest cousin to brag, the children of the rivers and lakes floating on the ground of the Yangjiang River see the eldest cousin, and they still have to give the eldest cousin a little thin noodles! ”

"That's that! Big cousin mighty! Zhang Jiaming said on his lips, but in his heart, you are really an alternative, cousin!

The old bastard got up from the chair, patted his eldest cousin on the shoulder and said, "In the future, the security of the Jiaming video hall will be handed over to you!" ”

The eldest cousin was almost slapped by the seemingly fluttering but powerful slap of the muddy grandfather, the eldest cousin raised his face and was ready to reason with him, but the muddy grandfather didn't even look at him, and sat back at the ticket table.

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