Chapter 177 Flowers Blooming: Do you think we want your things?
"This recorder is really good! You can't hear any sound from outside, but it's very clear and sounds great when you put on the headphones."
"Yes, using this kind of tape recorder to learn English can avoid a lot of trouble. I once listened to a tape of Teresa Teng with that dual-speaker tape recorder, which made my English teacher very happy."
“I think we can disassemble one and let students in the Department of Electronics study it and learn about the world’s cutting-edge electronic technology.”
In the student union's activity room, Liu Chunbo was holding a walkman and fiddling with it with great pleasure.
Naoto Nakamura, who was standing nearby, was smiling and very kind, with a very friendly expression.
Naoto Nakamura has been in this poor land for more than two years. Although most of the university students he met were young and ambitious people despite being poor,
But in the face of absolute material things, young heroes will happily forget their original intentions and make friendly adjustments.
As for the common people outside of Kyoto University, haha
When eight thousand dollars was placed in front of the Guan family, their greedy eyes were hotter than those of the geishas in Osaka Kabukicho.
So Naoto Nakamura felt that he could easily make up for last night's mistake with a little trick.
Just a few Walkmans. If that doesn't work, then try a dozen. If that still doesn't work, Naoto Nakamura plans to secretly take out Japanese comics. He doesn't believe that he can't corrupt a few young people.
"Hey, why doesn't this machine have a record button? Can't it record?"
"I guess it can't record. With such a small size, it must not have all the functions."
"That's a shame. It would be better if it could be recorded."
Liu Chunbo was fiddling with his Walkman and suddenly started discussing its flaws with a few classmates.
Naoto Nakamura walked closer with a smile and explained, "Mr. Liu, this is a Sony Walkman, you can also call it a portable player. It mainly provides users with the most convenient music experience.
For example, when you are riding the bus, you can listen to the song "Blue Danube", or when you are running, you can listen to the song "Saber March".
Naoto Nakamura's smile was impeccable, but in his heart he was filled with contempt.
[You clearly love it but you deliberately find fault with it. You are really bureaucratic! ]
But the next moment, Liu Chunbo became expressionless and put the Walkman into the handbag brought by Naoto Nakamura.
The rest of the people also followed suit tacitly. In a blink of an eye, they no longer couldn't let go of the Walkman and put it into their handbags with a little disgust.
Liu Chunbo picked up the handbag and handed it to the surprised Naoto Nakamura.
"We don't have time to listen to the Blue Danube or the Sabre March. We need to study hard and prepare for building our country. Thank you for your kindness, Nakamura. Please take it back!"
“.”
Naoto Nakamura looked at Liu Chunbo in surprise, feeling as if he didn't know this person.
Is this still the same Liu Chunbo who was so clear-headed and tactful? How did he suddenly become so blunt and ruthless?
"Liu Sang, the Walkman is good for learning. You can use it to learn English."
"Nakamura-san, please call me by my name from now on, or call me Liu-san. Don't call me Liu-san. It makes me uncomfortable."
“.”
Don't twist your leg.
Why didn’t you feel awkward before?
Naoto Nakamura clenched his teeth tightly, but his face was full of smiles.
He bowed deeply to Liu Chunbo and said, "I am so sorry. I didn't expect that my unintentional mistake caused Minister Liu so much trouble. Please accept this small gift as my apology."
Liu Chunbo hesitated for a moment, but still insisted: "Nakamura, if you insist on giving a gift, just send it directly to the teacher! Our student union is not qualified to accept gifts."
Naoto Nakamura looked up blankly and looked at the dual-cassette recorder with four speakers on the table behind Liu Chunbo. He found it so funny.
It turns out that not only can you say one thing and mean another, but others can also lie with their eyes open!
【Bakayaloo! 】
The handsome shadow of Li Ye flashed through Naoto Nakamura's mind, and he wished he could rush to the Economics Department right now and chop him into eight pieces with a knife.
Naoto Nakamura walked out dejectedly, carrying his handbag. He was afraid that if he didn't leave, he would lose the smile on his face.
What does it mean to be rejected by your friends? This is it.
But a voice behind him almost made him go crazy on the spot.
"He thought we valued such a small thing. How shallow."
“.”
. . . . . .
"Kill~"
"Twenty-three."
"Kill~"
"Twenty-four."
On Sunday morning, clear and loud "kill" sounds continued to be heard in the grove beside Weiming Lake.
Wen Leyu held a wooden spear and stabbed into the air again and again at an old tree that was several decades old.
Li Ye didn't dare let Wen Leyu stab the target. Her wrist was so thin and tender. If she wasn't careful, it would be twisted and swollen. Wouldn't it be painful?
However, even if he was stabbing at the air, Wen Leyu was very serious about it, and he was also very stubborn and dubbed for himself.
Because she said that her father Wen Qingsheng and brother Wen Guohua both practiced in this way, and they were very powerful.
This is different from what Li Ye learned.
Li Ye's grandfather, Li Zhongfa, learned to use the traditional spear since childhood. After he switched to bayonet fighting, he never shouted "kill". He was very slippery and could stab you down unexpectedly.
However, Li Ye did not correct Wen Leyu's meaning. It was normal for a girl to worship her father, and her voice was even a little cute!
As for whether people can hear it? Who cares!
Are you afraid that the people next door will hear your shouting, so you don’t applaud?
Li Ye explained the movements to Wen Leyu, and they were finally able to start stabbing training. The girl stubbornly set training goals for herself.
Do one hundred thrusts a day, divided into two sessions.
Li Ye originally just wanted to teach her for fun, but now he had to take it seriously and carefully observe Wen Leyu's condition to prevent her from injuring her muscles due to over-training.
But on the other hand, being a sparring partner for a little beauty is also a kind of enjoyment.
Wen Leyu tied a single ponytail on the back of her head, and with fierce force again and again, she jumped out of a lively and agile trajectory.
Li Ye, who was counting behind Wen Leyu with his arms folded, always had the urge to reach out and grab the ponytail and swing it around.
Think about it, holding a little girl is like holding a little rabbit. The little girl feels desperate but cannot struggle. Isn’t it very enjoyable?
"Thirty-seven, pause for a moment. I'll correct the movement.
Keep your eyes on your opponent's hands, not on the vital points you want to stab. Don't raise your head too high, but lower it slightly."
Li Ye finally reached out and grabbed Wen Leyu's ponytail to help her adjust the posture of her little head.
The little girl was very obedient. When Li Ye lifted her head a little forward, she lowered her head a little. When Li Ye lifted her head a little backward, she raised her forehead a little.
Isn’t this interesting?
But before Li Ye had played with it for two minutes, Wen Leyu turned his head and looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"You want to play with my hair, can you do it later?"
“.”
Li Ye chuckled and let go, without any intention of quibbling.
Although they are not an old couple now, they are a young couple who dare to hold hands and hug each other after nightfall, and have long broken the boundaries of ordinary friends.
I just like playing with your hair, why do you have to be angry?
"Kill~"
"Thirty-eight."
"Kill~"
Wen Leyu did not get angry, but after Li Ye's correction, his cheeks flushed and his forehead was sweating. His thrusts were not as smooth as before, and the force of the thrusts was inexplicably reduced.
"Fifty, okay, you've practiced well today, give me the gun!"
After practicing the fiftieth thrust, Li Ye took Wen Leyu's wooden spear, climbed up the tree flexibly, and placed the two wooden spears on the high branches.
This way, next time you practice, you can just take it off.
Li Ye jumped down from the tree, and Wen Leyu was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief.
“You must be exhausted!”
"good."
Li Ye handed her a kettle of warm water and said, "You must have become hoarse from shouting! You scared away all the birds and animals in the forest."
“.”
Wen Leyu took the kettle and took two sips, then rolled his big eyes at Li Ye.
"If I can't even scare away a bird, how can I scare away an enemy?"
Li Ye: “.”
It is true that Wen Leyu trusts Li Ye, but she also has her own persistence. She doesn't care about other people's opinions that she is being hunted down!
"Let's go! Hu Man, Xiao Yan and the others will go to Zaojun Temple today. It just so happens that I asked Brother Peng to get some soft leather the day before yesterday. Let's go there early and I will make you a pair of thin leather gloves."
"Thin leather gloves?" Wen Leyu said with her big eyes flashing, "You told me earlier that you could make gloves! I bought some wool and wanted to knit two pairs of gloves for us, but I haven't finished knitting in many days. If I had known that you could make gloves, I wouldn't have wasted my efforts!"
"I didn't know how to do this before. Aren't I forced to learn it now?"
Li Ye grabbed her hand and pointed at the place where there were obvious signs of blisters and said, "Here, does it hurt? Do you want to get blisters and calluses again?"
“.”
Li Ye rode his bicycle towards the courtyard of Zaojun Temple. Wen Leyu, who was sitting on the back seat, slowly leaned on Li Ye's back like a cat. Even through their thick winter clothes, they could feel each other's love and attachment.
"I'm not going to knit gloves anymore. I'm going to knit you a sweater."
"What?"
"Nothing."
Wen Leyu didn't say anything else, for she was afraid that if she did, Li Ye would wait until spring to put on the sweater.
With her skills that she can't even knit a pair of gloves in half a month, knitting a sweater is really a big challenge for her.
. . . . . .
When we arrived at the courtyard of Zaojun Temple, it was very early and no one else was there yet.
Wen Leyu looked at a newly renovated side house and asked in confusion: "I remember that house was newly renovated, right? Why is it renovated again?"
Li Ye was holding a piece of thin leather and choosing the color. He said without even looking up, "You'll know if you go in and take a look."
Wen Leyu opened the door and went in, then was stunned.
This side room was actually converted into a private bathroom by Li Ye.
The white sanitary porcelain, which was very rare at that time, covered the floor and walls and was wiped clean.
A brand new gas water heater was hung outside the wall, with a shower head with a hose extending out.
In 1979, China's first gas water heater was successfully developed at the Yuhuan Water Heater Factory in NJ City, and Li Ye was using it at that time.
The radiator on the wall was already very hot, and the temperature in the bathroom was warm, making Wen Leyu very comfortable.
Apparently, I don't know if it was Jin Peng or Wang Jianqiang, who came here early this morning to clean up.
Just the environment and the treatment are much better than Wen Leyu's home.
You have to know that under the system in 1982, Wen Leyu's family could be considered the highest-paid class, but Li Ye is now living a bit extravagantly.
But she remembered the time when Li Ye saw her queuing outside the girls' bathroom with a washbasin, and that's when he said he wanted to renovate the bathroom. So, he was being extravagant on himself, right?
Wen Leyu began to feel itchy all over his body, as if there were some small ants crawling around. He had only sweated slightly during his morning exercise, but now he felt so sticky that he couldn't stand it.
She blinked her eyes, ran to Li Ye, and asked with a stern face: "It's just a renovation of a house. How much did you spend? How can you be so wasteful?"
"Do I need to worry about how much I'm spending on you? It's not like my family doesn't have money."
Li Ye didn't even look at Wen Leyu's shy eyes. He grabbed her little hand and pressed it on the thin soft leather.
"Open your fingers!"
Wen Leyu obediently spread out her five fingers and let Li Ye outline the shape of her hand.
Wen Leyu quietly watched Li Ye cut the leather, then took out needle and thread and other items to start sewing gloves for her.
After a long while, Wen Leyu said shyly, "Go out for a while."
"I'm going out? Where?"
Li Ye then looked up in surprise and saw the shy Wen Leyu.
"Okay, I'll go out and watch the door for you. You lock the door from the inside."
Li Ye held the sewing box and carried a small stool and squatted outside the gate of the courtyard.
So when Jiang Xiaoyan and Han Xia came together, they saw the handsome Li Ye, like an old country lady, sitting in the sun, sewing shoe soles.
Oh no, sew gloves.
(End of this chapter)
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