Accompanied by the sound of running water, Wu Jianye touched his face harshly.
There were rows of old-fashioned faucets in the water room. Wu Jianye placed his hands on the edge of the pool, listening to the sound of water, and his eyes gradually became clear.
"1980, here I come!"
Putting a white hurdle vest on his shoulders, Wu Jianye walked out of the water room. Some of the passing classmates howled "Young Friends Come to Meet", while others sang Teresa Teng's songs in a low voice.
Following the memory, I returned to dormitory 403.
Thousands of passion
Sisi for you
I hope you will sigh more
May you always be together
...
The song was being played secretly from a single-card Panasonic 'brick' tape recorder. The squeaking sound indicated that the tape had been played many times, but the singing inside was still intoxicating...
Teresa Teng’s songs are the memory of this generation...
The dormitory has a large space with red brick floors, but you can no longer tell that it is red. The dormitory is a six-person room with two single beds for each person, one for resting and one for a desk and storage.
sundries.
There are no celebrity posters from the Mainland or Hong Kong and Taiwan on some damaged walls. In the Mainland in 1980, the popular culture of Hong Kong and Taiwan was still hidden. Being able to listen to Teresa Teng's songs was already a very luxurious thing.
However, as a student of the painting department, I did not waste the wall. Instead, it was filled with all kinds of human bodies in the form of hyper-freehand deformation and realism. This may not be imaginable in other schools, but at Yanjing Film Academy Zhu
In Xinzhuang Campus, it is no longer a taboo.
There is also a thick tear-out calendar on the wall.
Saturday, September 27, 1980!
There is a large mirror placed at the door of the dormitory, brought by Jia Shiquan, a local student from Yanjing.
Standing in front of the mirror, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar version of myself in the mirror, the sharp cheeks, thick eyebrows, and big eyes are quite in line with the image of a tough guy in this era, but the slightly thin body and the traditional Sanqi hairstyle give
This appearance loses some points.
A red hurdle vest with a white border, the left atrium also says Yanjing Film Academy, and below it is the Arabic numeral 23. White pants, green rubber shoes, a proper image of a sports boy in the 1980s.
Avoiding the cloth shoes, sandals, and socks that could stand up on their own littered on the floor, he placed the vest directly in his enamel basin.
"Old Wu, what's wrong with you today? You're so hungry that your chest is touching your back, and you're still going for a run?" As he spoke, Feng Xiaoning, who was sitting on his bed, threw a piece of "Reference News" to Wu Jianye.
Mohe tobacco cigarettes!
Skillfully lighting the cigarette with a match and blowing out a smoke ring, Wu Jianye said: "Exercise your body and protect your home and country!"
"You should go to the cadre training class!" Feng Xiaoning glanced at Wu Jianye: "This is so clear-eyed!"
Holding a cigarette, Wu Jianye asked: "Have you run out of food too?"
Students at Yanjing Film Academy have a monthly allowance of 25 yuan. At the beginning of the month, everyone smokes Xiangshan brand cigarettes, which cost 2 cents and 3 cents a pack. When they take them out, they are just as prestigious as they smoke Zhonghua later.
In the middle of the month, the standard of living dropped, so I switched to fighting brand cigarettes for 1 jiao and 9 cents.
By the end of the month, all I can do is roll cigarettes...
"It's okay, tomorrow is Sunday, you can go home and improve the food!" Feng Xiaoning waved his hand and said indifferently.
At this time, Yanjing Film Academy only closes on Sundays. Generally, local students in Yanjing will go home. If their family situation is good, they will cook some good meals for them on this day to improve their situation.
The food at Yanjing Film Academy has no meat, no oil, and is not full. Everyone is looking forward to this day...
This was not intentional by the Yanjing Film Institute, but this was the way it was in this era, with extremely poor material life. Later, many people once said that this was an era of ‘hungry’.
Wu Jianye wanted to see Yanjing in this era, so he also thought about going to the city tomorrow. However, when he touched his pocket, he found that he only had 2.5 cents left in his pocket, and even 345
The fare for the road is not enough.
After the reconstruction of Yanjing Film Academy, it was divided into two areas. Among them, the 32 students in the acting department are located at the Xiaoxi Tianyuan campus, while the four departments of directing, photography, fine arts, and recording are located in Zhuxinzhuang.
In 1980, to put it nicely, Zhuxinzhuang was a suburb. In reality, this was a rural area. Just look at the bookmakers around the school.
If you want to go to the city, in addition to the school organizing a trip to the city to watch a movie, buses will be arranged. On weekdays, if you go to the city together, you have to take the bus yourself.
From Zhuxinzhuang to Deshengmen, take Route 345, 30 minutes and 5 minutes!
Wu Jianye still has 1 dime short of the money in his pocket...
...
"Comrade Xiao Feng, draw a ticket!" Wu Jianye smiled and sat on Feng Xiaoning's bed.
"You want to go to the city too?" Feng Xiaoning looked at Wu Jianye strangely. We have been classmates for two years, so Feng Xiaoning naturally understood Wu Jianye's situation.
My hometown is in a village in Yanzhao. In addition to keeping my daily expenses every month, all the monthly allowances are sent back home. Except for activities organized by the school, I go to the city. I never go there on weekdays. Why did it suddenly change today?
Lost your temper?
"I have been in Yanjing for more than two years, and I have never had a good look at the capital of the motherland." Wu Jianye casually found an excuse.
Feng Xiaoning felt sad and said: "Okay, but it's the end of the month now. Do you still have money in your pocket? Don't come back tomorrow!"
"Don't worry about this. When you get to the capital, let alone come back, you can eat meat!" Wu Jianye waved his hand, looking very confident.
"Just brag!" The trace of sadness that was there just now has been replaced by distrust.
But despite saying this, Feng Xiaoning still walked to his empty bed, sat on the wooden bench, and took out a piece of white paper and a paintbrush to draw a ticket for Wu Jianye.
The so-called ticket drawing is actually a prank played by people of their generation when they were young and ignorant. Relying on their own skills, the art department would draw a few bus tickets every month, or they had no money and wanted to go to the market.
If you want to watch movies or plays here, art students are very popular at this time.
Wu Jianye naturally also has this ability, but he has just been reborn at this time and is worried that his skills may be rusty and make mistakes, so it is better to leave it to Feng Xiaoning.
Besides, if you get caught, you can be a backup...
More than thirty minutes later, a brand new monthly bus pass was drawn.
Wu Jianye took the 'monthly ticket' in his hand and looked through it curiously. It was no different from the monthly ticket in 'Wu Jianye''s memory. He smiled and said, "Thank you, I'll treat you to meat when I come back tonight!"
Feng Xiaoning curled his lips: "You can pull it off, you still eat meat, it will be good if you can eat tomorrow!"
"Don't believe in my strength?"
"Comrade Lao Wu, you have to be practical and realistic. It's not good for you to be so vain. The great man taught us to be down-to-earth."
"Would you like to take a gamble?"
"What are you betting on?" At this time, sweating profusely, Ma Huiwu returned to the dormitory wearing the same red hurdle vest, white pants, green rubber shoes, and holding a very worn basketball in his hand.
Ma Huiwu threw the basketball to the ground, took off his vest, and threw it directly onto his spare bed.
Feng Xiaoning told Ma Huiwu the conversation they had just had.
After hearing this, Ma Huiwu also had a look of disbelief. He looked at Wu Jianye and said: "Comrade Lao Wu, why didn't I realize that you have a hobby of bragging before? Do you want me to help you go out and see if there are any cows in the sky?"
Flying?"
"Old Ma, can you wash off the sweat smell on your body first? It's all rancid." Wu Jianye said, covering his nose.
"Why can't I hear it? Don't change the topic, let's talk about the gambling game." Ma Huiwu shrugged his nose and said nonchalantly.
Wu Jianye was not angry at all for the two people's disbelief, and said: "So, Comrade Xiaoma, you also want to take a gamble?"
"Only a fool would not bet on a bet that is sure to win!"
Feng Xiaoning, who was beside him, also shouted: "Tell me, what are you betting on?"
Wu Jianye looked at the socks standing up next to his bed and said, "I bet on the sock washers. If you two lose, each of you will wash my socks for a month!"
Ma Huiwu and Feng Xiaoning didn't think they would lose at all, and asked, "What if we win?"
"If you two win, I will wash your socks for a month!" Wu Jianye said firmly.