Back to 80: My Literary Life

The biggest expectation on New Year's Eve in 1983 was that CCTV would broadcast the first Spring Festival Gala.

No, it was just past six o'clock after the New Year's Eve dinner, and Fang Minghua's house was packed with people. Neighbors around him were carrying fruit candies, peach cakes and even steamed buns they steamed themselves, sitting in the house grandly in the name of New Year's greetings, watching TV.

The room was too small, and more and more people came. Fang Minghua's father, Fang Changhe, made an important decision: simply move the TV to the yard!

This was quickly welcomed by the adults and children in the family home. Someone immediately took action, including those who moved the TV, and those who carried the table. Some even volunteered to light a fire in the yard downstairs, donating their own charcoal braziers and coal stoves. .

Of course, moving the TV is not that easy. The most important thing these days is that the TV is tied to the outdoor antenna on the roof of the building, and the cable is not long enough. Fortunately, there are college students in the family college who study electronics and understand the principles of receiving signals. After nearly an hour, everyone finally moved at 8 o'clock Adjust everything beforehand.

A color picture appeared on the long-lost TV screen, and the yard burst into cheers.

From the perspective of future generations, the first Spring Festival Gala was obviously crude, but the quality of the program was quite good. What was even more awesome was that it was not recorded in advance, but was actually broadcast live!

Wang Jingyu and Jiang Kun performed the pantomime "Chicken Eating", Ma Ji and Zhao Yan performed the cross talk "Say One Word", and Liu Xiaoqing sang the song "Velvet Flower".

The most outstanding one was Li Guyi, who sang seven songs in one breath plus a Peking Opera duet!

Moreover, he sang a forbidden song at the time: "Nostalgia", the episode of "The Legend of Three Gorges"!

your figure

your singing

forever printed on

in my heart

Yesterday has disappeared

Difficult to meet again

spring is coming.

Fang Minghua stood in the courtyard at minus 56 degrees Celsius, stamping his feet in his coat, and watched CCTV's first Spring Festival Gala.

The next day, I still went shopping in new clothes. In the second grade of junior high school, I went back to my grandfather's house. In the third grade of junior high school, Fang Minghua was on duty during the day and unexpectedly received a call from Zhao Hongjun.

"Minghua, go dance tonight!"

Dancing again?

It’s been 83 years!

However, Zhao Hongjun and the others played more seriously and there was nothing messy.

But Fang Minghua really doesn't want to go.

If you are not in the same circle, you might as well go play mahjong with Lu Yao and the others.

So he declined: "Red Army, I'm sorry, I still want to write an article tonight."

"Come on. I've never seen you so diligent. What are you pretending to be during the New Year? I'm telling you, you will definitely get a big surprise when you come this time!"

What a surprise, Zhao Hongjun didn't say anything.

"Okay then, what time and where are you?"

"At seven o'clock in the evening, Xiaozhai, I will drive to pick you up then."

After returning home from duty, Minghua told his parents after dinner. After checking the time, he went downstairs and left the family courtyard. Not long after, he saw a car with a big red flag driving up and parked in front of him.

Zhao Hongjun stuck his head out of the car window: "Get in the car!"

Fang Minghua sat in the passenger seat and couldn't help but ask: "What's the surprise?"

"You'll know when you go there."

The place they went to was still the same guest house that Fang Minghua went to with Zhao Hongjun the year before. The two parked the car and went to the second floor. They heard a song with a strong disco rhythm outside:

my sweetheart

Please don't go

The music is melodious and the drums are accompanied by a good rhythm

my sweetheart

Please smile.

"Sweetheart"?

It seems to be a cover of a West German band by Baodao singer Gao Lingfeng.

Fang Minghua walked in. The light inside flickered and there seemed to be more people than the year before.

He saw a girl wearing a red turtleneck, jeans and a ponytail dancing in the middle of the ballroom and smiled.

It's Song Tangtang.

When Song Tangtang saw him coming in, she immediately stopped dancing and walked towards him.

"Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!" Fang Minghua replied, and then asked in a slightly complaining tone: "Why didn't you say something in the letter when you came back for the New Year?"

"I have a surprise for you." Song Tangtang replied playfully.

"Okay, Tangtang, I brought him here, you guys can play." Zhao Hongjun said, walked inside and started dancing to the rhythm.

"Minghua, let's go, let's jump too." Song Tangtang grabbed Fang Minghua's hand.

"No, don't worry, I'll take off my coat."

The two of them twisted wildly on the dance floor to the music.

Finally, out of excitement, Fang Minghua actually danced to the rhythm of "Subject Three" which was popular all over the Internet before the time travel, which shocked the audience.

"Minghua, you danced so much fun!" At this time, Song Tangtang was no longer as cool as usual. She took Fang Minghua's arm and danced and sang, happily like a little girl.

Tired from dancing, Fang Minghua went out and bought two bottles of Bingfeng, and each of them drank one bottle by the wall.

I don’t know when it started, but fireworks were set off outside, and it was gorgeous.

"Tangtang, let's go for a walk?"

"OK."

The two of them put on their coats and left the ballroom. Fang Minghua didn't forget to pick up two empty bottles before leaving - he paid a deposit.

Perhaps because there is no mobile phone network and TV is not yet widely available, the streets are very lively on New Year’s Eve, with the sound of fireworks and firecrackers everywhere, making the entire ancient city look particularly gorgeous.

Song Tangtang also went to buy firecrackers, and asked Fang Minghua to hold a lit incense stick in his hand, light the firecrackers, and immediately throw them out, setting them off as he walked.

"Tangtang, I noticed that you are very happy tonight." Fang Minghua said.

"There's still time for the Chinese New Year. I was transferred back from the Southern Xinjiang Art Troupe, and I'm in the Provincial Military Region Art Troupe."

"Really? That's great!

This is great news!

"Minghua, are you happy?" The girl stopped and looked at him.

Under the streetlight, his eyes were shining.

"happy!"

Fang Minghua gently held Song Tangtang's delicate hand. The girl did not avoid it, and the two of them walked hand in hand on the street.

"Minghua, how is your "The Biography of Wukong" going?" Song Tangtang asked.

"Almost half done."

"So fast?"

"Hurry up and try to write it out as soon as possible."

"After writing it, I want to be the first to read it!"

"no problem."

"Minghua, shall we go roller skating tomorrow afternoon? Let's go see a movie in the evening!"

"OK"

"It's my favorite ride on a bicycle."

Fang Minghua played wildly for a few days and went to work on Saturday.

Although I have already gone to work, it is not yet the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and everyone is fishing.

The new issue of "Yanhe" has been finalized, including Lu Yao's article "Yellow Leaves Falling in the Autumn Wind".

But Fang Minghua devoted almost all his energy to writing, but there was still no letter from "Harvest".

No matter, just finish writing first and then talk.

The editorial staff didn't stay any longer, so they hid in the dormitory in the backyard and wrote furiously. They didn't ask anything about the work, and they almost put up a sign saying "Don't disturb anyone else."

But someone knocked on the door of Fang Minghua's dormitory. It was Wu Tianmin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.