Next to the crowded supply and marketing store, the young man played the guitar, and people watched from the side, and when he let go of his fingers, the young people roared and applauded: "Master, your song is amazing!"

"I said, let the master do another song, do you think it's okay?"

"One more song, one more song!"

The people shouted rhythmically, and the young man blinked, looked up and smiled: "Comrades, let me be honest, many people should know that a friend of mine has injured his leg and is being treated at Uncle Zhang's house in the east of the village. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info This sudden change of fortune, a little tight on hand, I hope that when you bring joy to everyone, you can also give a little reward, long live understanding, long live understanding. ”

He cocked his guitar and said, "In this way, I will sing a song to you from the bottom of my heart - "Young Friends Come to Meet". Wait a minute, what song do you like to listen to, please tell me directly, as long as five cents, I will sing it to you. ”

People looked at each other, and some people who were in distress quietly retreated, and despite the fact that it had been nine years since the reform and opening up, rural life was still poor. Not to mention the distance, in the supply and marketing cooperatives on the side, two fruit hard candies cost a penny, a popsicle costs five cents, and even rice is only two cents a catty! This is equivalent to taking nearly three catties of rice to listen to a song, and the workers in the city should not mind, but for the rural areas, eating is the most important thing.

The young man lowered his head, not looking at those who were leaving, plucked the guitar with his fingers, and began to play and sing: "Young friends, come and meet today." Swing the boat, the warm wind blows gently. The flowers are fragrant, the birds are singing, the spring light is intoxicating, and the songs and laughter fly around the colorful clouds. Ah, dear friends, to whom does the wonderful spring belong? to me, to you, to our new generation of the eighties......"

This song was popular all over the country and is still sung today. The cheerful singing attracted many people to whisper in harmony and beat the beat softly. The number of people began to increase, and finally it even turned into a chorus: "In another 20 years, we will meet the great motherland, how beautiful should it be? The sky is new, the earth is new, the spring is brighter, and the cities and villages are full of brilliance." Ah, dear friends, who will create this tomorrow? It depends on me, on you, on our new generation in the eighties!"

It wasn't until the young man put down his guitar that the people looked up in amazement, and a moment later the applause was like thunder, and the praise and worship were endless.

In front of Zhuyu, people also have a clear understanding of the strength of youth. A girl in a pale pink shirt plucked up her courage and said, "Well, can you sing Teresa Teng's "Tales of a Small Town" for me? ”

She took out a neatly folded piece of money from her pocket, and said with a crimson face, "Can you find it?" ”

"No problem!" The young man took out a pile of hair tickets from his trouser pocket, he took out five cents and handed it to the girl, when he took a dollar, the young man obviously sensed that the girl's hand was shaking, he smiled encouragingly, put away a piece of money and said, "Comrade, what is your name?"

The girl was obviously startled and asked, "My name is Zhou Qingqing, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," the young man picked up the guitar and said loudly: "The next song is dedicated to the beautiful, beautiful, gentle and generous girl Zhou Qingqing, may she be happy and stable in her life, and grow old with her lover!"

"Good!" The young people applauded vigorously, and the good deeds even whistled, making Zhou Qingqing's face so red that it almost dripped blood. The young man smiled slightly, and after brewing his emotions, he began to chant and sing: "There are many stories in the small town, full of joy and joy. If you come to a small town, you will gain a lot. It looks like a painting, it sounds like a song, talk about it, and the story of the small town is really good. Invite your friends to come and visit the town......"

After singing this time, there was no further hesitation, more than a dozen people squeezed forward, and Wumao's tickets were waved everywhere: "Master, sing "Descendants of the Dragon"!"

"Sing "Tianzhu Girl" first!"

"Master, get the money, I want to listen to "Tomorrow Will Be Better"!"

"Calm down, everyone!" the young man stood up, blocking the people who were pushing forward, and shouted, "I can't sing any longer!"

The crowd stopped pushing, and the young man breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and said, "Since everyone is so active, I have a good idea. The first five people who reported the name of the song just now, please stand in the center of the room and let everyone vote, a dime represents one vote, all the songs with the highest number of votes, I will give priority to playing and singing, and after singing these five songs, I will report the name of the song to vote, do you say it is good?"

The people applauded, and this novel way of voting aroused their great interest, and in less than a moment the five people who had first shouted stood in the center of the field, and the young man whispered to them: "Remember not only to report the name of the song, but also to tell everyone why they want to listen to this song, so that more people will choose to vote for you." The five representatives nodded as if they didn't understand, and the young man ran into the supply and marketing cooperative, bought five empty plastic cans for five cents, and let the five people hold and wait for others to vote.

The young man in the earthy yellow shirt on the far left said shyly: "I want to listen to "The Descendants of the Dragon", because, because this is a patriotic song, our ancestors are the descendants of the dragon, and they will always be the descendants of the dragon." ”

The people applauded, and a few anxious people had already gone over to vote, but the young man hurriedly stopped him, shook his head, and said, "For the sake of fairness, please listen to the speeches of these five deputies before making a vote." ”

People expressed their understanding, and in the center of the venue, a woman in a gray shirt lowered her head and said, "I want to listen to "Tianzhu Girl", because it is very good, and it is not at all like the song I heard before." ”

The people behind took turns to appear: ""Tomorrow Will Be Better" is a particularly auspicious song, I hope that our China will be better tomorrow and the world will be better tomorrow!"

"'Always Hello in the World' sounds very happy, Hong Kong is a good place, and hopefully they will come back soon, it's amazing. ”

"I like "Shanghai Tang", I like Xu Wenqiang and Feng Chengcheng, I like their iron-blooded tenderness, please vote for me if you like it too!

The young man looked at the last person in surprise, she was Zhou Qingqing. Has this girl ever watched the draft competition in Hong Kong and Taiwan? She actually knows how to canvass for herself.

People lined up one by one to put money in jars, and a dime was nothing more than two popsicles to them, and such a price could be accepted. The young man looked at the increasing amount of change in the jar and was overjoyed. He originally thought about pricing five cents, but found that he still overestimated the consumption level here, and under the pressure of reality, no one cared about spiritual enjoyment.

Fortunately, he had an idea and opened up this way of making money, and it would be much more convenient to walk in the countryside in the future, and if you were not willing to listen to five cents, then everyone together would pay a dime, and you would not be reluctant, right? If the whole village took out a dime, then it could be used directly to repay the debt. If the whole country comes up with a dime, oh ho ......ho ho

The young man smirked, for the first time he realized that he had a talent for business. Sure enough, people have to be forced, and if they don't force it, they will use this method to teach him when they have children in the future.

"Master, master," Zhou Qingqing called, "The vote is over. ”

The young man came to his senses and went to check the gross tickets, and the most was Zhou Qingqing. It seems that her words are not in vain, but there are also reasons why TV series are popular in the mainland. The second is the first young man to speak, the people's patriotic enthusiasm is really never diminished, and then the young man roughly counted the votes, estimated the total amount of money in his heart, and was ecstatic: "These five jars add up to sixteen yuan seven!"

This is equivalent to three dollars and four cents for a song!

What was the concept of three cents and seven cents in 1987? As mentioned above, two cents and one pound of rice is equivalent to a song that can buy 16 pounds and seven taels of rice, which is enough for a family of three to eat for more than a week!

The young man clenched his guitar tightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and in this dilapidated countryside, he found the combination of dream and reality, and finally realized the meaning of travel.