It was a very unfamiliar name that seemed to have been mentioned only once or twice in history textbooks and then never again.
More often than not, it seems to be called the Magic City.
It's not just Shanghai. Before the great earthquake, the place names of many cities in the history of the Xia people were not recorded.
I once asked some classmates who specialize in history.
The answer they gave seems to be because before the great earthquake, many books were not allowed to write the names of places directly.
There are often some pinyin initials instead.
This has led to a problem. After the chaotic and dark era after the great earthquake, many people wanted to find historical information. As a result, except for a few books, most of the books did not have this name.
It's just a pinyin initial, and I don't know what it is specifically.
Relatively speaking, this problem did not occur in the history of Western Europe, Northern Europe, and even Yamato and other nations.
It's just that due to geological changes, most of the city names in the past have been replaced by protected areas.
The history recorded by those things in the past.
It has already become a page in the textbook.
Even just a word.
So Ding Xiaoyi felt a little excited when he saw the words "Great Shanghai" flashing in neon lights in front of him.
Take steps and keep moving forward.
The sounds of traffic and traffic began to come from the surrounding area.
The world in front of us gradually became more vivid, and some figures were blurry at first, but then gradually became clear, until they were no different from living people.
Pedestrians pass by on the street, and standing among them feels more like a spectator.
When I saw the driver wearing short sleeves made of coarse cloth, a small felt hat on his head, and a sweat towel hanging around his neck.
When pulling a two-wheeled vehicle and running in front of me.
There was only surprise and freshness in his eyes.
"Buzz... beep! beep! beep!"
At this time, what excited Ding Xiaoyi the most was that a black four-wheeled vehicle appeared in his sight.
But after taking a closer look.
It was just a black four-wheeled vehicle, not the Wuling Hongguang I saw last time.
Although the car's paint was brand new and spotless, it still couldn't hide the harsh hum of the engine.
However, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were not only full of novelty, but also made him feel the unique charm of this era.
Not to mention the sound of the engine, even the beeping horn of this four-wheeled vehicle is so pleasing to the eye.
"Sir, do you need a cigarette?"
At this moment, a little girl stood next to him. She was only seven or eight years old, with long shiny hair and two braids.
Ding Xiaoyi was startled and looked at the little girl's dress.
Simple clothes with a few patches.
Both hands held a square box. The box was very large and had a rope hanging on the girl's slender neck.
It was filled with all kinds of cigarettes, brands I had never seen before.
Fairy Card, Hard Gate, Daqianmen, Three Forts...
There are all kinds of cigarettes in bright colors. On the cigarette packages, there are pictures of women, soldiers on horseback, etc., which is strange to see.
In addition, there are also large paper bags containing scattered tobacco.
These things are simply unimaginable in reality.
Because of the Union Law, the outer packaging of cigarettes in real life is never allowed to be beautified.
They even post real photos of aborted babies and rotting lungs.
This will achieve the goal of making people quit smoking.
Although it is not very effective for the older generation of smokers.
These old smokers often buy a delicate silver box specifically for storing cigarettes.
But for those students and young people, after seeing the pictures on cigarette packages, many people feel fear and disgust, which makes them instinctively reject cigarettes.
Which includes myself.
He thought that without the alliance's decree, perhaps cigarettes in reality would be designed to be more fashionable and beautiful.
However, out of the corner of his eye, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly noticed the girl's bare feet stepping on the cold ground.
His heart thumped violently, as if he had been stabbed.
They were a pair of cute little feet, but they were covered with mud.
Even the skin on my toes has been worn out.
It makes people feel heart-wrenching and intolerable to watch.
Ding Xiaoyi opened his mouth, not even knowing what to say.
"Sir, do you want to buy cigarettes? I can give you a box of matches!"
There was a maturity in her childish voice that should not belong to her age.
It was like a stone was pressing heavily on his heart.
A nine-year-old girl sells cigarettes on a cold night with bare feet.
Such a sense of impact instantly pierced my heart like a sharp knife.
When I was this age, I was enjoying the sunshine on the beach and playing with a water gun carefree.
He never worried about his food, drink and clothing.
Not to mention myself, even Wang Jialiang's cousin, who is the same age, eats like a round pig.
A strong sense of contrast.
It undoubtedly made me suffer even more inside.
This suffering made him suddenly bored with this world.
And this boredom became more and more intense, making him want to run away and leave here.
I saw Ding Xiaoyi taking a step back involuntarily, even a little afraid to look at the little girl's expectant eyes.
He knew there was nothing he could do to help.
He suddenly turned around and walked forward faster, hoping to throw the little girl away from behind.
"gentlemen!"
The girl's cry was like a needle piercing his heart.
But Ding Xiaoyi still lowered his head and walked forward regardless.
It wasn't until he couldn't hear the little girl's shouts that he gradually slowed down.
I put my hands in my pockets, but they were empty.
A bit of bitterness suddenly appeared on the thin cheeks.
This made him feel for the first time that poverty could be so sad.
"It's all fake, don't take it seriously."
Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath and told himself repeatedly in his heart that everything he saw here was just created by psychic creatures and was not real at all.
Even if I take the little girl away with me, she will be like a bubble that will disperse as soon as I blow it.
At this time, the singing in my ears gradually diverted my attention.
"The south wind brings coolness, and the nightingales sing in unison,
The flowers under the moon are all dreaming,
Only the night scented scent.
Exuding fragrance..."
The singing came from the dance hall behind me, even though the large speakers hanging outside had poor sound quality and harsh noise.
But this does not affect the soft, charming and sentimental sound of the wind blowing in the willows in the woman's singing.
Even the rickshaw pullers on the roadside would squat on the rocks and listen to the singing, seemingly forgetting the difficulty of supporting their families for a while, and fell into a trance.
"This voice!"
Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows. Although the song had changed, the woman's voice still felt familiar to him.
It was this sound that attracted me to this spiritual space.
He glanced at the magnificent door of the song and dance hall. Although he had no money, he still strode inside.
The attendant at the door glanced at Ding Xiaoyi, but after seeing the neat and brand-new gown on Ding Xiaoyi and the jazz hat on his head, he did not stop Ding Xiaoyi from entering.
He even opened the door for himself with a smile.
Judge people by their appearance.
This is not a very good word.
Even in reality, there are very few such people. Even high-ranking officials or ordinary service industry workers will not make such low-level mistakes.
However, in this era, this word, although it has a derogatory meaning.
But it is very popular, it is the most normal thing, and it is also the most appropriate thing.
A black gown has created a substantial distance between Ding Xiaoyi and those common people who even have patches on their pants.
That spotless jazz hat seemed to have made the attendant feel that this person was not an ordinary citizen.
The most important thing is the calmness and calmness he displayed.
It's definitely not an act.
Facing such a splendid Shanghai song and dance hall, those Kuhaha people did not have the courage to come in.
To put it bluntly, even if they let these people in, they would be afraid of soiling their own floor tiles, and would be tempted to point their toes while walking.
Brilliant crystal lamps and exquisite decoration.
It is decorated like a palace.
The world where even the street lights outside the door are dim and dim is completely divided.
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
"Little brother, it's very unfamiliar. It's your first time in Shanghai!"
At this time, a middle-aged man with a pocket watch on his chest came up to him. When he saw Ding Xiaoyi scanning the hall in front of him intently.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but have a proud smile on his lips.
"Haha, it's magnificent, isn't it? This is the Shanghai Song and Dance Hall!"
However, as soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he saw Ding Xiaoyi glance at him, curled his lips, and said with disdain: "Bitch!"