Chen Qili writes calligraphy well, no worse than Gu Xin in terms of attainment, and he can also design posters, he is an art master, I have said before, if I open an advertising company in the future, I have to ask him to do design. And in the future, I will definitely count on him for the publicity pop in my bookstore.

So I thought of him again now, and when I saw him lying on the table and busy working, I leaned over and asked, "Hey, Qili, are you free now?"

Every time the students saw Chen Qili, they liked to shout, "Stand up!" At this time, everyone didn't move, and when they saw that Chen Qili really stood up straight, and then laughed kindly.

Qi Li wasn't angry, though he was startled every time. Since he was really good at drawing, almost all of his classmates wondered why he didn't go to the Academy of Fine Arts at first. Chen Qili's answer was very simple and philosophical, he said: "Here, I am the best. Over there, I'm the worst. Let us once again profoundly understand from the example that it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of an ox.

After I finished shouting, Chen Qili didn't raise his head, and replied to me with one word: "Busy." ”

This form of language is a bit like QQ chat in later generations.

"What are you up to?" I asked again.

"Paint."

"What do you draw?"

"Poster."

"What poster?"

"Olympics."

"What Olympics?"

"Beijing Olympics."

"What ???"

My voice suddenly became louder, Chen Qili can't be a person from the current era who was reborn in 2008, how could he know about the Beijing Olympics?

At this time, Chen Qili raised his head, carefully played the poster, and then said word by word: "Beijing, bid, Olympics." ”

I woke up from a dream and remembered that in September 1993, China bid for the Beijing Olympic Games, which was also the first time to bid for the Olympics, but unfortunately it was two votes short of success.

But what does the bid for the Olympics have to do with Chen Qili's poster?

I had to go on and ask, "And what kind of poster did you draw?"

Chen Qili didn't answer first, but raised his head, looked at his own paintings condescensively with his eyes closed, and then said unhurriedly: "Literary and artistic performance." ”

"What kind of theatrical performance?"

"Department of Chinese."

I hurriedly went around to Chen Qili's side, and took a closer look at the poster, it turned out that the Chinese Department specially held a singing motherland literary and artistic performance to wish Beijing a successful bid for the Olympic Games, and this poster said this, the time is set for May 1, and all students will be welcome to watch the performance.

Now I understand, but unfortunately I am from the past, so I know that this Olympic bid is a failure. I feel a little stupid about the ending that I already know. If I didn't know the ending, maybe I'd be a little more passionate. Looking back now, it may be because I have information about the ending that others don't know that I have lost a lot of passion for hard work, and I have become decrepit before I get old, just like Li Yun and Guo Ming said, like an alien.

But one thing is the same thing, and I have to ask Chen Qili to draw a recruitment notice for me. As soon as I told Chen Qili, Qili didn't say anything, he immediately put away the previous poster, took out the blue cardboard, and began to create my recruitment posting.

When I was dictating my recruitment conditions, squad leader Shen also returned to the dormitory, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he said, "Zhou Xu, you can perform a show." ”

"What's the show?" I asked, looking up.

"Theatrical performances, haven't you heard that our department is going to do a performance?" Squad Leader Shen asked dissatisfiedly.

"Yes, I heard about it, bless Beijing."

"Yes, that's it, we originally prepared two programs in our class, one is dancing and the other is singing, and it's up to you to sing that. It's a pity------" Squad Leader Shen said and shook his head.

"What's wrong?" I asked uneasily.

"It's not because of you." Squad leader Shen's delicate face immediately showed an indignant expression. "Originally, it was Li Yun who led the dance, but now it's okay, where to find her."

It seems that I have not only harmed Li Yun, but also damaged the honor of the class, and even damaged the good wishes of the department for Beijing's bid for the Olympic Games.

"Oh, by the way," Squad Leader Shen looked at me with a red face, and his tone slowed down a bit, "Do you remember our former student council president?" He has something to talk to you about, so wait for him tomorrow night if you have time. ”

"Oh, it's the tall and tall Chairman Liu, what's the matter with him?" I thought about it for a long time, and finally it came to me that this person hadn't been the president of the literary club for a while.

"That's right, it's him, what a big and three coarse, he is dignified. As for what it is, I don't know exactly. But I've heard him talk about advertising. Squad Leader Shen scratched his head and said. Strange, I always wonder if I've heard you talk about this advertisement somewhere?"

I pointed to the half-drawn recruitment poster and said to the class leader: "I said class leader, do you remember, when I took the poster to the student union to knock on the seal, I met you and that Chairman Liu, and I also told you about the publicity." ”

"That's right, that's right." Shen Hongtao also pointed to the poster and said, "That's right, you said at that time that sooner or later, our school will also open an advertising major, haha, I remember." Huh?"

Squad Leader Shen suddenly pointed to the poster and stopped in mid-air: "What poster are you drawing?"

"Bookstore recruitment." I say.

"What bookstore?"

"Oh, it's a coincidence that there is no bookstore. It is located next to the Preschool Teachers College, and it is estimated that it will be opened in May, and everyone is welcome to visit us at that time. "I recommended my bookstore to Shen squad leader by the way, I know that Shen Hongtao is still quite addicted to reading, and he likes to read miscellaneous books, no matter what kind of miscellaneous books, he can accept them all.

"You guy, Wenxin Bookstore is not open, are you playing big?" Hong Tao was also very happy to hear that I had opened a bookstore.

"It doesn't necessarily be that big, it's just a small bookstore of more than 20 square meters." I'm very low-key.

In fact, in the 21st century, I am often troubled by complicated work, and I often think that if I open a small bookstore quietly, I can earn enough to support myself, and I can read books and listen to music every day. When I was free, I handed over the bookstore to the guys to take care of, and I went to Halong Bay in Vietnam by myself, rented a boat, and looked at the scenery and read books on the sea, which was also a leisurely enjoyment. I believe that this kind of life without desire is more suitable for me who has no ambitions.

Squad Leader Shen's face suddenly darkened, and he said, "What should I do about Li Yun?" I'm worried, if I don't go back to school, I may have to -----."

"How?" I asked worriedly.

Shen Hongtao said with a sad face: "If you are absent from school for fifteen days without reason, you have to be persuaded to quit, which is actually dropping out of school." ”

He looked out the window again, scratched his head and said, "Where did Li Yun go?" I said you really don't know anything about Zhou Xu?"

"yes." I spread my hands, looked out the window helplessly, and said, "I really don't know, Lao Hu came to ask me, and I don't know." ”

"It's not going on a tour, is it?" Squad leader Shen said depressedly, "I remember that Li Yun used to write some travelogues, which was quite like the female version of Xu Xiake." ”

"What?" I jumped suddenly.

"What kind of travelogue do you say?" I screamed.

Shen Hongtao's face turned pale with fright from my voice, and said, "What's your name, I mean, didn't Li Yun often write about visiting here before." ”

Chen Qili also stood up, stopped painting, and said a few more words with infinite emotion: "Travelogues, travel, I also like it." ”

Oh, my God! I suddenly got the hang of it, everything was sorted out in my head, and I couldn't believe how Li Yun could make such a wonderful and ridiculous joke.

Or, I think it's a joke, but for Li Yun, it's not a joke, but a very serious thing.

(I recommend my friend Wei Junzhi's "Xiangxi Ghost Story", a bit of a ghost blowing the lamp)