Chapter 79 Who in the World Doesn’t Know You
In the early morning, a familiar feeling of abdominal bloating woke Cheng Xuyuan up from his sleep.
Cheng Xuyuan, feeling like he was going to have stomach problems, quickly put on his cotton shoes, put on a cotton jacket, and rushed to the toilet.
As soon as I rushed into the toilet, I smelled a bad smell.
But at this time, Cheng Xuyuan didn't care about these things. He found a pit and started squatting.
After a long release, he felt a little relieved. At this time, he heard someone say from a distance: "Teacher Cheng, no wonder I thought you looked familiar when you came on stage yesterday. It turns out you are an acquaintance!"
Hearing this greeting, Cheng Xuyuan was stunned.
He instinctively turned his head to look at the person who was speaking, and saw a middle-aged man in his thirties squatting on the toilet and smoking not far from him, with his whole body surrounded by smoke.
He smiled and could only say awkwardly, "Did you also go to the cultural performance yesterday?"
"I went to watch it. Fortunately, I went, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see such a wonderful show!"
At this point, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Both programs are good, but I think Eating Noodles is better."
"I think 'The Protagonist and the Supporting Actor' is better." A middle-aged man who suddenly walked in and relaxed in front of the urinal joined the conversation directly.
Hearing this, the man squatting in the toilet immediately quit.
Although he did not stand up, his voice was much louder: "Old Mu, what a vision you have. Eating Noodles is much better in terms of conception and jokes."
The man called Lao Mu was not to be outdone. He pulled up his trousers and did not leave. Instead, he took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one for himself, and said to Cheng Xuyuan, "Teacher Cheng, have one too!"
Am I here? This is the toilet. You are done. Shouldn't you leave quickly? Why do you have to hold a seminar here?
"Thank you, I'm coughing from smoking." Cheng Xuyuan waved his hands hurriedly.
Old Mu chuckled and said, "'Eating Noodles' is good, but his work technique is still a little immature..."
After hearing what Lao Mu said, Cheng Xuyuan suddenly trembled.
The reason for this was that he felt that what Lao Mu said was very familiar to him.
Why did this old Mu say what he said before? Why did this guy...
In a flash, he looked at Lao Mu with a serious look.
"Old Mu, Teacher Cheng is here, stop talking nonsense." The man squatting in the toilet stopped smoking and his voice was full of anger.
Old Mu chuckled and said, "I didn't make this up. This is what Teacher Cheng said himself."
"Last night, Liu Xinwu said that this is how Teacher Cheng evaluated Eating Noodles."
"Is that right, Mr. Cheng?"
Cheng Xuyuan thought to himself, "How can I say that? He could only smile and say, "Yes, "Eating Noodles" does have some flaws in this regard."
The man squatting in the toilet said, "Teacher Cheng, even though it has flaws, I still like it."
"By the way, Mr. Cheng, I heard that during the Chinese New Year, our cultural centers will have a big party. Do you have any new works?"
You're asking me for new works. That's too fast.
Cheng Xuyuan thought so in his heart, but said: "I don't know about this yet."
"You two, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Although he wanted to stay a little longer, this was not the place to talk, so he quickly pulled up his pants and prepared to leave.
Just then, Niu Wanjia walked in, holding her stomach.
When he saw Cheng Xuyuan, he asked enthusiastically, "Xiao Cheng, what were you busy with last night?"
"We, several neighbors, chatted at my house after the show. We looked for you several times, but you were not at home."
Niu Wanjia said with admiration in his voice: "Those two short plays of yours, no, should I say skits, made you famous in one fell swoop!"
"After we came back yesterday, we had a lively discussion and everyone was still eager to get more."
"He also said he would go to your Nancheng Cultural Center to see it again!"
Cheng Xuyuan hurriedly said, "Brother Niu, I went to a party with my friends yesterday, and it was past ten o'clock when I got back."
"Whenever you want to see it, just go to our South City Cultural Center."
“Watch it as many times as you want.”
After saying this, Cheng Xuyuan secretly added in his heart, anyway, it's not me who is performing, so how you want to see it has nothing to do with me.
And just as Cheng Xu walked away, the discussion about the two skits in the bathroom was still not over.
Then the middle-aged man squatting in the toilet said, "Lao Niu, from a professional perspective, which of Mr. Cheng's two works yesterday is better..."
After returning to his room and turning on the coal stove, Cheng Xuyuan washed his face with the hot water in the iron kettle and then made a cup of tea. Only then did he feel like he was really awake.
After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Xuyuan's eyes fell on the calendar that he had hung on the wall with a nail.
This calendar was distributed as a welfare benefit by the cultural center some time ago. Each person gets one, and can be used for one year.
After tearing off the cover of the calendar and looking at the words January 1, 1978 revealed inside, Cheng Xuyuan sat down in a chair and started drinking tea.
If it were in the past, Cheng Xuyuan might have started writing some plot for "Desire", but there were too many things to do today, so Cheng Xuyuan decided to take a break.
After all, it was New Year's Day, and the donkey in the production team could be given a holiday, let alone him.
After breakfast in the morning, I went to buy some things. After all, I was returning home in glory.
Thinking this in his mind, Cheng Xuyuan took the stack of tickets given by Meng Dezhi and his wife.
Feeling a little tired after coming back last night, he lay down directly on the bed.
Wine tickets for two bottles of Yanjing Daqu. This is a good thing, but it’s a bit heavy to take home!
A pack of Chuncheng cigarette tickets, you must buy this.
Although he is not the original owner, Cheng Xuyuan, who has integrated the original owner's memories, has unconsciously inherited a lot of the original owner's closeness to his family.
What's more, once you go to college, you will go back less often.
Just consider it as some consolation to the master, Cheng Xuyuan will also go back and handle it well this time.
How can you return home in glory without cigarettes?
Twelve meters of cloth coupons, this will be useful.
There was even a blanket ticket.
Although blankets are not cheap, in rural areas, if you want to buy blankets, you need more than just money, you also need tickets.
At that time, if a family could buy a blanket for a wedding, it was considered quite prestigious.
Cheng Xuyuan carefully put away the stack of bills, then blocked the coal stove and walked towards the street.
Most of the state-owned restaurants have opened, especially the small shops selling fried dough sticks and soy milk to the west, which have attracted a lot of people at this time.
Cheng Xuyuan could eat some fried dough sticks, but he declined the soy milk.
After searching for a while, I found a shop at the entrance of the alley and ordered two taels of shredded pork noodles.
Compared with the scallion oil noodles which cost eight cents per serving, the shredded pork noodles not only has an extra spoonful of shredded pork, but also a layer of oil floating on the soup, which can be said to be quite satisfying.
But correspondingly, its price is more than a dime more expensive.
After eating a bowl of noodles, Cheng Xuyuan felt that every pore in his body was relaxed.
A young body still needs the nourishment of oil and water.
We can’t stop eating this meat!
After eating and drinking, Cheng Xuyuan walked towards the Nancheng District Cultural Center.
It's not that he wants to show off.
There are so many things to buy that it would be more convenient to borrow a bicycle to carry them.
Cheng Xuyuan wanted to borrow a bicycle from Old Li.
"Xiao Cheng, you've made a big splash this time!" As soon as we arrived at the gate, Old Li came up to us with a big smile and said, "I heard that even Master Wan has held your hand and invited you to discuss academic matters with him?"
"Oh, Uncle Li, those are all rumors. I am far inferior to Mr. Wan, so I can only ask for advice." Cheng Xuyuan explained modestly.
"That's amazing. You're the only one in our district cultural center in all these years."
Old Li gave a thumbs up and said, "Write well. I'm looking forward to seeing your new work!"
"Thank you, Uncle Li." Cheng Xuyuan said with a smile, "I want to go buy something. Can you lend me your bicycle?"
Old Li slapped his thigh and said, "Xiao Cheng, my grandson just rode away with my bicycle. He said he wanted to go play with his classmates."
"If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have let him ride."
Although Cheng Xuyuan was a little disappointed, he still smiled and said, "Uncle Li, your bicycle is not here. I'll go find someone else."
Old Li was just about to speak when he heard the sound of a bicycle bell.
Cheng Xuyuan turned his head and saw Feng Laoer riding a bicycle quickly towards him.
Next to Cheng Xuyuan, Feng Laoer quickly stopped the car.
"Xiao Feng, why are you coming here during the New Year's Day holiday instead of staying at home to rest?" Old Li asked Feng Laoer solemnly.
Feng Lao Er said, "Uncle Li, I'm here to see Teacher Cheng."
"Teacher Cheng, I heard that you were going back to your hometown today, so I thought you must buy some local specialties. I happened to have nothing to do today, so I came over to accompany you around."
"I don't have any other skills, but I know the area well."
"I just went to your place and didn't find you, so I thought you must have come to work."
Cheng Xuyuan glanced at the sky. It should not be eight o'clock yet.
Feng Laoer came here early in the morning.
After finally getting through New Year's Day, Feng Laoer should have a good sleep even if he has nothing to do.
He came here specifically to accompany me shopping.
Although I know that Feng Laoer has some intentions, but who doesn't have some plans in life? It's not shameful to try your best for your dreams.
"Old Feng, thank you for your help." Cheng Xuyuan said with a smile, "Please take me to the department store so I can buy some things."
"Okay." Seeing that Cheng Xuyuan did not reject his kindness, Feng Laoer immediately became more energetic. He smiled and said, "Let's go. Let's go right away."
Old Li looked at Cheng Xuyuan who was leaving on the back seat of the bicycle and smiled gently.
People with abilities will be praised wherever they are.
For Old Li, it actually makes no difference whether he celebrates New Year’s Day or not, as he still has to guard the gate.
Just as the sky was getting dark, a girl rushed over on a bicycle.
Old Li found that he had seen this girl before.
I think he was the editor of "Yenching Literature and Art", his name was Zhang... I can't remember.
"Uncle, is Cheng Xuyuan here?" Zhang Dening saw Old Li, put down his bicycle, and asked loudly.
"Xiao Cheng has returned home." Old Li glanced at the clock in the reception room and estimated, "He should be on the train now."
Zhang Dening sighed and said, "It seems that I am late."
"Uncle, this is a magazine. Please give it to Cheng Xuyuan."
As he spoke, he handed a brand new copy of "Yenching Literature and Art" to Old Li.
On the cover, it clearly reads "1978 first issue".
I am very grateful to all my brothers for their support, which allowed me to fulfill my wish. I took a look and found that including the monthly tickets, I owe almost thirteen chapters.
I won't say anything more. I don't have any drafts saved, so I can only reply slowly. Today I have three updates, and I will reply one first. I still owe twelve. I feel so stressed!
(End of this chapter)
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