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Early winter morning.

Xu Fei woke up from his sleep, habitually 抻 抻 lazy waist, and even found a little crowded.

He sat up sharply, but moved the bed yesterday and was close to the wooden shelf. This room is very large, but it is occupied by all kinds of things, and now there is only room for tables, chairs and single beds.

"It's a thousand pieces big and small ..."

He was full of pride. When he was just upset, he could collect it by walking around, and then he had to go to a small market that was spontaneously formed, or introduced by someone.

For more than five years, there is one who hasn't gotten a match, and it's a small collector. The money is thrown out of hundreds of thousands, and the furniture is placed in a whole east box. But my heart hasn't changed. It's still the pen holder and inkstone.

Teacher Xu yawned, got up and dressed, glanced at the calendar, December 30-two days later, he would say goodbye to the 80s.

"..."

Ben had nothing to think about, but looking at this date, inexplicably gave birth to an indescribable taste. Xu Fei rubbed his face on the bed, a little stunned.

In his last life, he lived in his thirties. He usually talked about something, that is, "80s, 90s". He never added "last century" in front of it like TV.

awkward.

The same is true for people of the same age, because for them, that time is not far away, it is not history, it is their own childhood.

The child of the previous life has no impression. This life has been an adult for 7 years, and suddenly found that it is about to die ...

"Xiao Fei, have dinner!"

"Oh!"

Xu Fei went out and went to the dining room, eating absent-mindedly, and suddenly said, "Mom, what do you think of the 1980s?"

"what?"

"In the next two days, it will be the 90s. How do you feel?"

"What you feel, you don't have to live your life in any era, just live!" Zhang Guiqin didn't care.

"Oh, you are still in a high state, not as sentimental as I am."

Teacher Xu smiled and hurriedly grabbed two meals and went out to work.

Riding all the way to the unit, just entering the building, I heard the yelling at the center.

I saw Zhao Baogang holding the newspaper and said, "Yesterday, XXX accompanied by XXX and XXX went to Jingcheng TV Station and Jingcheng TV Art Center for inspection ... Fully affirmed the series of artistic achievements made by the center in recent years. And encourage them to make persistent efforts to produce more literary and artistic works that satisfy the people. "

Yo!

Xu Fei hurried to grab it. It was just yesterday's business. The space is not short. There are two photos.

One was listening to the report on Beijing and Taiwan, and the other was in the central conference room. The others were more abstract, but gave himself a 45-degree profile and was reporting to the leader.

"Teacher Xu, Huang Huang Tengda, just around the corner!"

Feng's pants grinned, and the lemon scent could float ten miles away.

"I'm flying Huang Tengda now? I'm going to be an official the next day, so I call Fei Huang Tengda."

He halted a few words, ran to the door of the director's office, and pushed the door: "Director, I borrowed a camera."

"Ok?"

"Shoot something yourself."

"Oh, I broke the compensation."

Xu Fei's current working hours follow "Snow Mountain Flying Fox", which is relatively free. He took a camera and was about to go out, suddenly turned a corner and ran in.

Li Mu stared at a dark and thick guy before him, startled, "What are you doing?"

"Isn't it going to pass in the 1980s, talk about feelings."

"Just after giving the leader a whole shot, what are you doing with it?"

"Not the same. Let's talk about it this time, let's be a video material."

Xu Fei carried the machine and asked, "If you were to describe the 1980s, how would you describe it?"

"Uh……"

Li Mu looked at his play, and thought about it seriously. "Compared with the 1970s, the first impression in the 1980s was the awakening. Literature, music, film and television, thoughts, etc., are in full swing.

People are full of hope, ideals, passion, and embrace everything. "

"Do you think you will miss it?"

"Yes, yes."

"why?"

"Because before you asked this question, I didn't realize it was about to disappear. This will think about it, and suddenly found it very short."

"Short, but too much memory, so it's sighing."

"Yep."

After Xu Fei asked him out, Li Mu was hooked up and watched the excitement. It was still outside Hara, and I was surprised to see the camera.

"What is Teacher Xu doing?"

"A leader inspects again?"

"The director asked me to shoot something and leave an image file for the center."

He called the crowd, and the machine moved back, giving a panoramic view. Crooked, standing, and sitting on the table, whispering all over the place ... a hundred days of work ended early.

"It started, I asked casually, you just said casually."

"If you use one word to describe the 80s, what word do you think is the most appropriate?"

"..."

Everyone didn't enter the state, and it was a little funny. Zhao Baogang shouted first: "Poor! There are no other feelings in this decade, so what is left is poor."

"I have been much better in the past two years, and I have won a lot of blond hair."

"Hey, it's going to be sent again at the end of the year. Go for a shabu-shabu?"

"Going off topic, use one word to describe!" Xu Fei corrected.

"In the 1980s, I felt young, sincere and simple." Lu Xiaowei said.

"Passion, romance." Feng pants said.

"All streets are idealists." Zheng Xiaolong said.

"The age when fireworks and poetry burst out." Chen Yanmin said.

"Confused, many people died."

"Seeing the outside world, it's colorful. It's a precious time for me personally, and I will miss it."

Xu Fei asked again: "What do you think the next era will be like?"

"..."

Unconsciously, take it seriously.

Zheng Xiaolong thought about it for a moment, "I dare not say anything else, the cost of filming must be getting higher and higher. The kind of star-like development that actors may go to Hong Kong and Taiwan is all false red."

"Money, money is more and more important."

"Material society!"

"The poet is gone, the poetry is dead."

"The destruction of idealists."

"No one takes love seriously."

"Ouch, what you said panicked ..."

Xu Fei has gone through the millennium, and the whole world is hot all over the year ago. He said how to do it, but the result has crossed over.

The so-called change of the times, most people will not think about it deliberately, but as long as the things in their hearts are ticked out, everyone can speak for three days and three nights.

Everyone started laughing and joking, and later became more solemn.

The camera's lights flickered, indicating that there was not much power, Xu Fe waved his hand, "Okay, the last question. What do you think the next generation or even the next generation of children will look at in the 1980s?"

"Poor, dirty and messy, can't eat two or two meat for three days."

"Simple and beautiful, you can climax with a small hand."

"Primitive society."

"A group of lunatics."

"There is no vision, it's blank for them, and it's just our old coffins who will never forget it."

"Hahaha, yes, yes!"

………………………………

On the 31st, in the afternoon.

Zhang Li carried the big box and climbed to the fifth floor strenuously, about to open the door, and Xiao Xu came out from inside.

"Yeah!"

Both were scared, "Are you going out?"

"Go to school, why are you back?"

"The car broke down, wait a long time."

Xiao Xu helped to enter the house and rubbed her face, "I'm gone, come back later. Auntie please have dinner today and Teacher Xu will pick you up at night."

"Go?"

"I don't know what he said."

Zhang Li watched her go out, scratching her head inexplicably, and packed up again.

Looking over the refrigerator, the girl could not starve, and she prepared a bunch of ready-made ones. She couldn't make it, so she cut a few slices of bacon and put it on the leftover rice.

Lie on the bed and watch TV while eating.

The familiar environment and bed will give a magical sense of security. Zhang Li spent three months on the mountain. As soon as he was in a relaxed mood, his whole body seemed to fall apart.

After the meal, I wanted to take a break, not paying attention to the fact that I slept in the past.

I don't know how long it took, I suddenly felt my nose itchy, and I opened my eyes in a flick, and someone was holding a sorghum spike and laughing.

Sorghum ears are often used to broom brooms, big brooms to sweep the floor, small brooms to sweep the bed, and pot brushes.

"When did you come?"

"It's been a while, it's five o'clock."

"Five o'clock? After a long sleep ..."

She slightly stretched her waist, her legs moved in the bed, her hair was messy, and her eyes were open.

In a short time, the four characters of Begonia Spring Sleep are impatient, as if a colorful flower blooming in front of Xu Fei, could not help but lean over.

"Well!"

Zhang Li struggled lightly, and felt that he was together and the cover slipped off. He sat on the sofa and sat on his lap by himself.

While in Xiangshan, although some descriptions were harmonized, do n’t forget that things are moving forward.

The awakening that just woke up was mixed with the shame at the moment, making that face look a little confused and cute. After two seconds, the girl continued to struggle, "You let me down."

"Do not."

"you……"

She bit her lip, "Don't bully me."

It is better not to say these words. Xu Feiteng burst into flames and forced it down, only holding for a while, "I just missed you, I haven't seen you for more than a month."

"It's obvious that you are bold."

Zhang Li finally broke free, straightened her hair, and returned to her usual appearance. She is always gentle and gentle, calm, and occasionally shy, really touching.

"Xiao Xu?"

"Going to school, you should be back soon ... hey, why did you bring the camera?" She found a big bag.

"I'm getting things in these two days, about saying goodbye to the 80s."

Xu Fei saw that she did not understand, and smiled: "In order to talk about feelings, I asked the unit first, and then I found Dai Lao, Wang Dao, Wang Shuo, Mo Yan, and the aunt who rented the house before. . "

"What do you shoot it for?"

"Just think about it for yourself, and when you think about it later, you can have something profound. Right!"

He took out the camera, "Would you like to talk?"

"Ah? No no, this ..."

"It's fine, you keep this tape."

He aimed at the girl and asked, "How did you feel after spending three months in Xiangshan?"

"..."

Zhang Li blamed him, but responded: "It's hard and fulfilling. I learned a lot and made some good friends."

"What are the next arrangements?"

"The Chinese New Year holiday, go to Tangcheng in Wuxi after the holiday, it can be used over there."

"Let's go again? How long will I go this time?"

"Our simple shooting plan is seventeen months."

Gee!

Teacher Xu was depressed, "Come on, I'll see you then ... Let's talk about the 1980s. You describe the past ten years with your own feelings."

"In front of the world without dispute, lived in the Grand View Garden in the middle, and finally went to work ..."

Zhang Li thought it was weird and interesting, and said with a smile: "If you don't say it, I didn't realize it. In fact, I didn't feel anything. I just came here in plain."

"Is that impressive, or something very important?"

"Yes, it's ..."

She looked at the person behind the camera, "Join the crew of" Dream of Red Mansions. "

"Me too." Xu Fei exposed his head.

As he was saying, the keys were whispering outside, and he quickly turned the camera to point at the door.

"It's snowing outside ... yeah!"

Xiao Xu was startled by a black hole guy, "What are you two doing?"

"Interview, just to ask you a few questions."

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything."

"Hey, cooperate."

"Do not cooperate!"

Xu Fei chased her to the kitchen, to the bedroom, and walked back and forth. Then take out the strap and give it to the two very solemnly.

"Keep it safe, don't think I'm okay when I'm idle, wait until we get old and then look at these treasures. Okay, let's go."

The three went downstairs to the door of the community.

It was dark and there were few pedestrians, and a small Xiali parked on the roadside! The two girls were horrified, "Where are you from?"

"I borrowed it from A Mao."

"No, when will you drive?"

"This stuff will be learned, I have been driving around for two days."

The two of them sat in the back seat diligently. Teacher Xu rubbed his hands and muttered in his mouth, "Mom's manual gear hasn't been used for two days. One step on, two hanging, three lights on, handbrake ... gone. ! "

He seemed to remember the horror dominated by the driving school coach again, and was a little guilty. He stepped on the clutch with his left foot, locked the gear, released his left foot, released, released, click!

The flame is out.

"..."

"It's okay, don't worry, don't worry!"

This cargo re-ignited, stepped on, released, released, the car moved forward steadily, then stepped on again, the gears accelerated, hey success!

"How about it, say it will open, will it open?"

Boom! Boom!

The two were shaking together, and Zhang Li reluctantly said, "Yes, it's pretty good."

"Actually, I have long wanted to buy a car, but it shouldn't be too conspicuous. I am wronged by Xiali, and I will definitely get a good one in the future."

"Who is rare, we buy it ourselves." Xiao Xu said.

"You can buy it. It's better to learn to drive again. Driving is a basic skill in the future. However, the management is too strict, and many old drivers have overturned."

He started talking nonsense again and asked, "Hey, what time is it?"

"seven o 'clock."

"My mother has to wait."

As long as the accelerator is pressed hard, Xiali can compete with Lincoln. The two experienced a period of time, only to see that he really will open, only to slowly rest assured.

The car was walking through the night on the last day of the 1980s. The capital was like a tired giant beast, licking the wound silently.

Xu Fei stopped talking and looked at the steering wheel in front of him. The dim light shook his face from time to time, showing a layer of scattered light. In fact, no one understood, he just wanted to leave some of the most authentic mark for himself.

"What time is it?" He asked again.

"seven fifteen."

"Oh……"

He paused. "Maybe you don't understand how important it is for me to be with you today."