When Liu Qingshan came out of Professor Wang's house, the two old men were still holding small wine cups and drinking slowly.

So he secretly made up his mind: when he makes money, he must save a large cellar of Maotai liquor.

You must know that in the early 1980s, the ex-factory price of Moutai was only seven or eight yuan, and the retail price was only a dozen yuan.

It wasn't until 1986 that prices gradually started to soar. Later, Feitian Moutai really flew into the sky.

As I wandered back to the hotel on the bus, the waiter told me: Comrade, a journalist comrade is waiting for you.

Liu Qingshan hurried back to the room.

"Hello, this is Sister Gu, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

After entering the house, Liu Qingshan showed his white teeth and took the initiative to extend his hand to greet him.

The female reporter in front of me looks like she is less than thirty years old. She is wearing a form-fitting dress with a very long hem.

Wearing a pair of glasses, her hair was combed into a few big waves that were not eye-catching, and she wore it naturally, showing an intellectual beauty.

Gu Yaya looked at the childish young man in front of her: the clothes were very shabby and patched, but very clean.

Her face was still young, but her features were clear and pretty. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were clear, without the slightest hint of ignorance or frivolity that she had seen so often.

It gave her the feeling that he was a very special boy.

How should I put it, it's a bit like...like the sunlight shining into the house through the glass window, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"It doesn't matter, I just arrived not long ago!"

After shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries, the interview officially began.

Gu Yaya sat at the table, holding a notebook and pen, and asked first: "I heard that your English is very good, can you introduce yourself in English?"

Liu Qingshan's lips curled up: Sister, you don't really believe in yourself.

Okay, let’s introduce it, it’s not difficult at all.

"My name is Liu Qingshan, I come from..."

"Wait a minute, you spoke too fast, I, I didn't write it down."

Gu Yaya used the end of the pen to tuck a few strands of hair behind her ears to hide her inner embarrassment.

Reporters know how to take shorthand. Of course, it’s not that their pens have failed to keep up, but that their ears have failed to keep up.

Her English level is average, but the young man opposite her speaks too fluently. It's like pouring water, how can she keep up?

"Sister Gu, let's use our hometown dialect. I feel more familiar." Of course Liu Qingshan knew what the problem was, so he took the initiative to pass a step.

At this moment, Gu Yaya was not thinking about taking the exam. She smiled and nodded, and then the two of them started chatting, answering questions.

As a well-known reporter for the provincial newspaper, Gu Yaya has of course interviewed many people, even many important figures among them.

But there has never been a time as happy as today.

This boy was very funny and made her laugh several times.

Liu Qingshan controlled the rhythm of the interview without leaving any trace, and easily and casually created a positive image of himself as a person who has studied foreign languages ​​since childhood and then played a role at critical moments.

In particular, it was emphasized that foreign guests must be treated with courtesy and propriety, neither humble nor arrogant, and do not lose the integrity of the Chinese people.

After hearing what happened, Gu Yaya almost couldn't help but want to applaud, but due to the rigor of a reporter, she would go to the morning market in the park tomorrow morning to conduct a supplementary interview.

Of course, there will be another follow-up interview with another person involved, that is, Mr. Thomas.

In this era, people are very rigorous in doing things, especially journalists.

Dang Dang Dang, someone knocked on the door.

In fact, the door was always open. Liu Qingshan was sitting on the bed, facing the door, and saw Gangzi wandering around the door for a long time.

After saying "come in", Liu Quan just entered the room. Even a fashionable young man like him was a little nervous when facing reporters.

After obviously taking a deep breath, he said: "So what... Comrade reporter, I was also there at the time, can you interview me?"

Gu Yaya has seen this kind of people who indulge in interviews a lot, so she is very familiar with dealing with them.

After just a few words, Gangzi was made to smile. This guy also took the initiative to invite Gu Yaya to go see his little brother, teach them how to moonwalk, and then have dinner together in the evening.

Gu Yaya turned to look at Liu Qingshan, blinked her big eyes, and asked curiously: "Can't you tell, you still have dancing talent?"

What kind of moonwalk is this? She, a well-informed reporter, has never heard of it.

"Interest is purely personal." Liu Qingshan doesn't want to be labeled as a foreigner.

You know, in the past two years, although the atmosphere has improved a bit and hats are no longer flying everywhere, you can still be careful and you will not make a big mistake.

The interview was originally over, so Gu Yaya stood up and took the initiative to shake hands with Liu Qingshan. Her attitude was much closer than when they first met.

"Goodbye, reporter." Liu Quangang also shook hands with a shy face.

Gu Yaya said goodbye and left, and on the way to return to the club, she secretly murmured in her heart: If only I had such a diligent, studious, and talented younger brother...

Liu Qingshan spent the rest of the afternoon teaching dancing.

Today, only Brother Fei, Liu Quangang, and Xiaomei were present, and Liu Qingshan felt much more relaxed.

I heard from Gangzi that Brother Fei's real name is Wu Jianjun. Needless to say, he must have been born on August 1st, Army Day.

In this era, there are many names with characteristics of the times: Jianguo, Jianjun, Cultural Revolution, Weihong, etc., all of which bear the mark of this era!

In the evening, everyone found a restaurant nearby. After ordering food and drinks, Liu Qingshan rushed to pay the bill, but was stopped by Fei Ge.

He shook his long flowing hair and said loudly: "Hey, how can I ask you to pay when you go to my brother's land?"

Liu Quangang chuckled twice, stretched out three fingers and shook his head and said: "Brother Fei, Qingshan Brothers are now a big business. They sold a few pots of flowers this morning, which is enough for three slots."

Caozi is the local dialect, and one trough is worth one thousand yuan.

Seeing that Brother Fei also looked shocked, he continued: "Moreover, he also saved a foreigner, and reporters came to interview him."

"I'm telling you, our little brothers are really awesome!"

Brother Fei couldn't help but look at Liu Qingshan again, and said a little unskilledly: "Okay, it's so cool!"

However, he still didn't ask Liu Qingshan to pay the bill, but said he would let him arrange it when he went to Liu Qingshan's place to play in the future.

Liu Qingshan, who had saved money for food, did not hesitate and gave the two large front doors to Fei Ge and Liu Quangang. This time, Fei Ge did not refuse.

During the dinner, everyone made an appointment to meet tomorrow morning and take the old man to see a doctor.

It's easy to do things if you have acquaintances!

Liu Qingshan was excited and grateful at the same time. He felt that Brother Fei and Liu Quangang were quite good friends.

After finishing the meal, Fei Ge picked his teeth slowly with a toothpick and told Liu Qingshan: "Brother Qingshan, you have so much money, it's best not to stay in the hotel. Do you have any relatives in the city?"

Liu Quangang also nodded: "The past two years have been really evil. It has become more and more uneven. There are more desperadoes. Some major cases are like fountains, whizzing out."

After hearing this, Liu Qingshan's heart suddenly moved, and he recalled a major event: In 1983, severe crackdowns were about to begin!

The severe crackdown in 1983 left the deepest mark on people.

Who can stop the thunder?

I remember that the crackdown should have started in August, but now it is July, which is next month.

He glanced around and saw that there were no other customers. Liu Qingshan leaned forward and lowered his voice: "Brothers, do you believe me?"

"Believe it, Qingshan, you are so capable, why don't we believe it!"

Liu Quangang was almost worshiping blindly now, and Brother Fei also nodded heavily.

"That's good. I think society can't stay in such chaos. There must be some serious rectification from the top!"

Liu Qingshan clenched his fists and punched forward.

Gangzi was also leaning forward to listen carefully. He was suddenly startled and threw his head back hard. As a result, he and the chair all fell backwards with a bang.

Liu Qingshan quickly went up and pulled him up. Then he heard Gangzi mutter: "What does that have to do with us? Is dancing wrong?"

Hey, don’t say that. Liu Qingshan remembers that there was a very famous actor at that time who gathered a group of young men and women to sing and dance at home.

As a result, I jumped into the prison.

Later, there seemed to be some tapes like "Tears Behind Bars" that were sung all over the streets, as if everyone was a prisoner in the labor camp.

So he asked in a low voice: "Brothers, you haven't done anything extraordinary, have you?"

"No, no!"

Seeing the two heads shaking like rattles, Liu Qingshan felt a little relieved.

Wu Jianjun took a cigarette and took a few puffs: "Qingshan, where did you get this news?"

Liu Qingshan did not say anything, but raised an index finger and pointed upward.

So that’s it, Wu Jianjun understood.

There must be a way up there, otherwise, for a young man from a mountain village, who can speak English or dance the dances that are newly popular abroad?

In this way, Liu Qingshan's words must be taken seriously.

He put out the cigarette butt and said: "Well, be careful and you won't make a big mistake. During this period, Gangzi, you should calm down. Change your outfit quickly tomorrow and go to work. Don't spend three days fishing and two days drying nets."
To be continued...