Rebirth of the 80s

Chapter 19 [No.019] Past life?this life?

Along the way, Xie Wenjun briefly explained to Yuan Jia what they were doing, and Yuan Jia half-understood, never thought that they could really make money by doing this, but felt that although Xie Wenjun was young, compared to himself Many adults I know are much more powerful, which deepens my curiosity about him.

Liu Hua has been tidying up foreign paintings from dawn to dusk these days. Xie Wenjun asked Yuan Jia to help tidy up some of them. He discussed things with Liu Hua and the others in the small courtyard. Yuan Jia stayed in the room reluctantly with a small mouth I put the foreign paintings in bags, but I am quite happy in my heart.

According to Xie Wenjun's request, Liu Hua made a total of 8 sets of foreign paintings without wrong editions from more than 17 pieces of foreign paintings. The remaining 219 foreign paintings were packed in bags of 14.

Great, there are only 8 right and wrong versions out of more than 6 foreign paintings. Facts have proved that his strategy is correct, and Xie Wenjun felt excited.

"Brother Hua, we're out of money, and things might go wrong." Kuaizui shouted like a cannonball as soon as Zheng Gang arrived.

"Then what should we do? Didn't Xiaojun say that 3000 yuan is enough to do it?" Liu Hua frowned. He had saved the 700 yuan for a long time. If things turned bad, he would die of depression.

"It should be enough, but... don't talk about it, I still have a way, and I won't let your hard-earned money go to waste, but..." Xie Wenjun showed embarrassment, "At the beginning, I wanted Taigong Jiang to catch the bait , but now in this situation we can only take the initiative to replace the straight hook with a curved hook, so...we...we are lying... more."

Liu Hua scratched his head: "You mean to trick students into buying it?"

"It's not to trick them into buying, we're just telling some... non-white lies, it's up to them to buy or not," Xie Wenjun thought for a while, "Originally, if you have enough funds, you only need to tell a little lie, but now we all have to tell , and have to tell a big lie."

"Just say what you say, it doesn't matter, you have to say it anyway, as long as you can make money." Li Qiang still followed his mother's way of selling clothes, Liu Hua and Zheng Gang both nodded in agreement.

well!It was not the intention to train three profiteers. Forget it. Occasionally, Xie Wenjun comforted himself, then explained what everyone should do, and then asked, "Brother Hua, have you found someone to help?"

"I found it. My former brother was named Tan Hui."

"Is it Brother Hui, nicknamed Malahui?" Zheng Gang asked impatiently.

Liu Hua nodded and said with a smile: "You students, if you ask Zhang Liangxiao what you are, you may not know, but you are more familiar with these things in the society than I am."

"Of course, Brother Hui and Brother Xiaoma are known as Linxi Shuanglong, and they are very famous." Zheng Gang put on the stance of a green forest hero again. These gangster bosses are simply his idols and dream lovers.

"I don't have one," Li Qiang quickly clarified, "The most we post is star pictorials, unlike Xiaogang, who puts photos of reform-through-labour prisoners on the headboard of his bed."

"No way," Liu Hua said earnestly, "Xiao Gang, a capable gangster looks very good, but in fact... well, you have seen my example, let's not talk about it, let's talk about Tan Hui, Why did he come when I asked him to help? Not only that, but mainly because of the pressure of life, Xiaojun promised to give him 10% of his shares, and he didn't want to hang around anymore, he wanted to be serious Find something to do. They fight and kill all day long, can they not eat or drink? No. Where does the money come from? No money. What should I do when I get older? To beg for food? You know, he is different from Ma Dekai, he just fights, and Ma Dekai collects protection money everywhere, but this is illegal, and sooner or later the boat will capsize, so you should study hard, like It’s not bad for Xiaojun to think of a way to make some money, but don’t think about messing around in the society, there will definitely be no good results.”

I always thought that being a gangster was a very promising career, but I didn't expect to be so downcast. Was my thinking all along wrong?It seems that I have to think about it seriously, Zheng Gang still listened to Liu Hua's words.

"Oops, Qiaoqiao is coming too." Xie Wenjun jumped up and down.

"Come here," Liu Hua didn't know why Xie Wenjun was so excited. "These days, thanks to Qiaoqiao, who came to help me organize the foreign paintings at night, otherwise I would not be so fast."

It’s true that when Cao Cao arrived, Liu Hua’s voice hadn’t finished before Qiaoqiao came: “Why, are you talking bad about me? Brother Liu Hua, I’ll help you sort out your foreign paintings.” After Qiaoqiao finished speaking, she entered the room.

Xie Wenjun held his breath and listened by the door for a long time like a thief, and said to himself, "Why is there no movement?"

"What's the matter?" Liu Hua said with a smile, "You kid, if you have a problem, hurry up and tell me honestly."

"No...problem, what's the problem." Qiaoqiao is a childhood friend, and Yuan Jia is a classmate, so what's the problem?

Zheng Gang and Li Qiang laughed loudly, Liu Hua shook his head, feeling that today's children are really precocious, so he thought back to his childhood cooking.

Three big boys with childlike innocence played "human cannon" in the yard. Zheng Gang lost the most, and was kicked dozens of footprints on his buttocks. Just when he was having fun, Li Qiang suddenly ran into the house , Xie Wenjun and Zheng Gang looked at each other, and a crisp child's voice came from the TV...

The big windmill whirled and squeaked

The scenery here is so beautiful
nice day

nice

There are also a group of happy friends

……

Zheng Gang slapped his head and rushed into the room to change the TV. He wanted to watch "Little Shenlong Club". Liu Hua's 14-inch black and white TV was a disaster.

"Stop messing around. You're childish. You still watch cartoons when you're older. Sister Qiaoqiao and I want to watch popular hits." Yuan Jia pushed the two strong men aside, tuned the TV to her favorite channel, and combed the TV. Aaron Kwok, head of McDonald's, is gesticulating that classic action to love and love.

The two girls sat there holding hands like sisters and imitated Aaron Kwok and kept humming. The second monk Xie Wenjunzhang couldn't figure out how long it took to get married like this. Women are really strange.

Seeing Xie Wenjun standing blankly at the door, Yuan Jia ran over and pulled him to sit down, and said, "You know, sister Qiaoqiao and I are really close friends, we have a lot in common."

"Impossible, your personalities are totally different." Xie Wenjun knew the two of them very well, they were not of the same type at all.

"Whether personality or not, we have the same hobbies," Yuan Jia began to chatter, "Sister Qiaoqiao and I have exactly the same idols, we both like the Four Heavenly Kings, the Little Tigers and Jimmy Lin."

"That's right, both of us copied the same songs from our lyrics book." Qiaoqiao expressed a feeling of sympathy and resentment for seeing each other late.

Oh my god, don’t girls like these people these days? When people meet, they become wolves.

"Can I change the channel, sisters?" Zheng Gang has no interest in popular songs, "If you want to listen to songs, Xiaojun can't sing, he can also play the guitar."

"Is that so, Xie Wenjun, hurry up and sing it to us, handsome!" What a surprise, Yuan Jia didn't expect Xie Wenjun to be able to play and sing. Boys who can play guitar these days are more than just "handsome". describe.

Xie Wenjun's hobbies from his previous life are still preserved, and he occasionally composes lyrics and music at home and plays guitar.

"Junjun, I haven't heard you sing for a long time, why don't you sing for us, Brother Liu Hua has a guitar here." Qiaoqiao grew up listening to Xie Wenjun's singing, and has already fallen under his five-tone curse.

Liu Hua was taught by Xie Wenjun to play the guitar. The two used to play and sing together. Xie Wenjun took the guitar down, tuned it, and asked, "What song are you singing?"

"Wow, can I order songs?" Yuan Jia thought for a while, "Sing "Red Dragonfly"."

Xie Wenjun was taken aback: "Let's change to another song."

Yuan Jia saw a hint of sadness in Xie Wenjun's eyes, and asked cautiously, "You...can't sing?"

"I..." Xie Wenjun hesitated to speak, his eyes were slightly red, and the air was instantly condensed. Everyone looked at him with a hint of curiosity.

You are Xie Wenjun now, what are you thinking about, playing, singing, a voice rang in Xie Wenjun’s ears, the past is like the wind, let it go with the wind, Xie Wenjun’s voice was slightly hoarse: “Well, sing " Red Dragonfly"."

fly fly
Look at the red dragonfly flying in the blue sky
The game keeps chasing its dreams in the wind
The sky is the eternal home and the earth is its kingdom

flying is life

Our childhood is also like chasing the wind blown by growth

Gently blowing the dream slowly lift into the sky
The red dragonfly was my little hero when I was a kid
How I wish I could fly with it one day
When there are more and more troubles, the glass marbles are getting less and less

I know I've grown up slowly

red dragonfly once upon a time

It's also slowly disappearing in my years
We've all grown up so many dreams are flying

Just like the red dragonflies I saw in my childhood
We have all grown up and have many dreams to fly

Just like the red dragonfly in my mind now
……

The two girls listened fascinatedly, and even the two boys also tapped to the rhythm. Hobbies are hobbies. After the end of the song, Xie Wenjun was still unsatisfied. The song "Oracle Bone Inscriptions Love", the thoughts drifted to the distance with the singing, and struck the boy's heartstrings. A moving ballad...

The past and the present are like chocolate and milk fused into one. Things that I haven’t thought about for many years suddenly fill my head.

Is she okay?Has she heard the song "Red Dragonfly"?This is their song!Has she heard "Oracle Bone Inscriptions"?This is the song he wrote for her!

I always remember the last words she said to him: This life has no chance to continue in the next life!

But where to look for the vast sea of ​​people, the butterfly effect has changed all the people and things around, and the familiar things in the memory of the previous life can't be found, maybe it really is the end of the world.

Cherish the people in front of you!Even if life is read again, it cannot return to the original track, and everything must be controlled by oneself.

(End of this chapter)