After leaving the school gate, Jiang Yun walked home with his classmates for the first time.
She wanted to hear what her classmates were talking about and see what everyone was playing.
Zhang Jie rode her bike and took Luo Qunshu away first. The students who didn't have bikes walked in groups of three or five, talking as they went.
Girls in their prime are still most keen on talking about celebrities, who is good-looking, who has a good hairstyle, and who has good clothes.
Jiang Jun smiled. These were what she was best at. She had seen so much from Jiang Heng, so she had some understanding of the clothing characteristics of different eras.
"I like Yinhuan!" Jiang Jun commented at the right moment: "She looks so good in that nurse's uniform."
He Xiangdong disagreed: "The golden ring looks better! He looks so majestic holding a gun!"
Those who like the actress are divided into two camps, but those who like the actor are surprisingly unanimous: "Yang Xiaodong is so handsome!"
A face with thick eyebrows, big eyes, three-dimensional and delicate features has always been the most popular. It seems that the aesthetic standards of ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad, have not changed.
He Xiangdong still felt regretful: "If Jinhuan hadn't died, maybe Auntie's gold ring would have been given to Jinhuan."
Jiang Jun blurted out, "Xiangdong, I think if you held a gun, you would look like Jin Huan."
It’s never wrong to praise someone for looking like a celebrity!
"Oh, look at my single eyelids, how can they be like her?" He Xiangdong was only shy for a moment after being praised, and quickly emphasized: "If I were as pretty as Jin Huan, I would apply to join the art troupe."
When Jiang Jun mentioned this, everyone subconsciously looked at each other to see who looked more like the heroine in the movie.
Wang Xiaotang, who plays the heroine in "Wild Fire Spring Breeze Fighting the Ancient City", is a beauty that only appears once in a century. She has a great temperament and looks. Even now, she is still one of the most beautiful women.
These girls who grew up in the compound like wild children are no match for them.
The answer is of course no.
In the era of material scarcity, everyone loves beauty, but they don’t have the conditions to pursue it, so they can’t imitate it even if they want to.
Moreover, movie stars are god-like figures, and whether they look like them or not is just a matter of imagination.
Jiang Yun had helped Jiang Heng select actors before, and she knew that being a star wasn't just about looks and passion; first-rate mimicry and a strong memory were fundamental. But she couldn't discuss theory here; it wasn't the right place or the right time.
All she could boast about was: "I have a photo of Yang Xiaodong at home, hanging in my mother's room."
The stills from that time could be developed into black and white photos, framed and hung on the wall, which would be a very nice decoration.
"Really?" Everyone became interested: "Let's go to your house and take a look later!"
Lu Huifang asked, "Is it a two-inch photo? One with Wang Xingang's head in the middle, and a circle of smaller stills around it?"
Jiang Jun: "Yes! Have you seen it too?"
Lu Huifang pretended to be nonchalant and said, "I saw some of them at the Veterans Service Center when my mom and I went to take pictures on my birthday last Saturday. There were several of them, including one with a silver ring."
He Xiangdong shouted, "Hey, Lu Huifang, are you taking pictures again?"
In 1970, there was only one state-owned photo studio in the county town. There was no photo studio in the military service center in the compound. Only every Sunday would the masters from the county town photo studio carry their cameras and stay at the military service center.
Lu Huifang easily stole the spotlight and boasted calmly, "What do you mean by 'again'? I only take a photo every year on my birthday."
Lu Huifang had always been the center of conversation among these female classmates. Jiang Jun had already been in the spotlight in class today, and now she was saying that He Xiangdong looked like Jin Huan. It was obvious that she was just trying to curry favor with her classmates! Humph, flattery!
Lu Huifang wanted to regain the central voice: "Why don't we go to the military service center and have a look? Maybe those photos are still there. I heard someone told the photographer to develop a few more."
Jiang Jun could see that Lu Huifang wanted to ignore her.
She came to this time and space, and this was her first day at school. She originally thought that Zhang Jie was the leader of this group of children, but now it seems that it was Lu Huifang.
However, she had finally made it into this circle of classmates, so how could she be disturbed by such a small matter? "Okay, let's go to the military service center first. If there is nothing, we can go to my house."
The other students were just worried about not being able to make a decision, so they immediately agreed: "Okay, let's go quickly, they'll be off work soon."
Lu Huifang pulled the corner of her mouth to one side and said with a half-smile: "It won't delay your study at home, right?"
Jiang Jun smiled back, "Who would go home and study now? But it's true that I can't walk fast. Why don't you go? I'll go home and take my medicine first. I won't go out, so you can come over anytime."
He Xiangdong was a very straightforward girl. Having just been praised by Jiang Jun, she was even more loyal now: "It's okay, don't worry, I'll walk slowly with you."
The others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Jiang Jun had company. "Then we'll go first. If we don't see him, we'll go back to your house!"
After they had gone far away, He Xiangdong whispered in Jiang Yun's ear, "Geng Fangbing was in a hurry to go to the service center to buy sanitary products today, so he couldn't wait."
Jiang Jun blinked, suddenly realizing, "Hygiene products? Great, I still need to buy a toothbrush and toothpaste."
The original owner, Jiang Jun, had used up her toothbrush completely. Besides, she didn't want to use someone else's used toothbrush. She wanted to buy a new one, but unfortunately she had no money and didn't know where to buy one.
When Jiang Yun and He Xiangdong arrived at the Military Service Center, several other students were waiting for them to come over, chatting in the open space in front of the center. "We still have the photos, go check them out."
He Xiangdong ran in and carefully examined the photos through the glass counter. In the corner of one of the photos, he found a still from a drama with a gold ring. The photo was too small, and the gold ring was in the corner, so the face was only the size of a mung bean. He Xiangdong wanted to buy the photo, but the owner refused to sell it. "This is the only one I have. When Master Wu comes over on Sunday, if you bring a newly developed photo, you can come back and buy it."
Jiang Jun had never been interested in these photo stickers and the like. She looked through them all in the military service center and memorized the prices of the daily necessities she needed to buy, waiting to go back to ask Jiang Yonghua for pocket money to buy them.
After returning home, Jiang Lan stood in the yard and played cat's tuck with her classmates. They could tie a knot in the rope and play with it in their hands for hours.
Jiang Jun returned to his room, opened the curtains, and saw a piece of letter paper folded in half in the crack of the window. Jiang Jun looked out the window and saw no one, so he pulled out the piece of paper and opened it. On it were beautiful hand-painted flowers and handwritten English letters.
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