Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

"Quack, quack, quack."

"We have a flock of ducklings here."

"Quack, quack, quack."

"I drive them to the pond every morning."

"Quack, quack, quack."

"Hmph, Dad, you're making trouble on purpose."

"Why did I mess up?"

"You only need to quack at the beginning and quack in the middle, and don't quack at other times."

Nan Yi smiled and said, "Oh, that's it, then do it all over again?"

"Come again, Mi Fa Mi Mi, ready to sing."

"Quack, quack, quack."

The moon hangs lazily in the sky, feeling a little bored.

Originally, she was having a party with a few girlfriends, but who knew that the bastard Sun had slipped away, so the leader asked her to go to work early.

Miss Moon will definitely not be in a good mood, let alone go to work.

So, the moon bends for a while, rounds for a while, flickers from left to right, and dances the four steps she just learned.

Nan Ruofing was chasing fireflies in front, and Nan Yi followed behind with a lantern made of a canning bottle. When he caught one, Nan Ruofeng put it in a canning bottle.

One by one, when there are more than a dozen in the canning jar, the firefly lanterns will become very bright, which can easily illuminate a beautiful memory of childhood.

"Dad, Dad, carry it for me." Nan Ruobing took the lantern from Nan Yi, "Dad, turn off the flashlight."

Crack, Nanyi turned off the flashlight.

"The fireflies are so beautiful, I want to take them home and keep them."

"No, let them go after playing for a while. The life of fireflies is very short, only a moment of brilliance. Don't let them lose their freedom for too long."

"Oh, how long do fireflies live?"

"It's as short as three days, as long as two weeks, and generally no more than twenty days."

"Ah, so short!"

"So, put them away after playing for a while."

"Yeah, fireflies are so pitiful."

Nan Ruobing looked at the canning bottle reluctantly, after a while, she opened the gauze covering the bottle and released the fireflies inside.

"Firefly, fly, fly, Freedom!"

"Dad, they fly so high, where will the fireflies fly?"

"I don't know, you can observe for yourself to see where they will stay during the day, and where they will rest in the end."

"Well, I want to observe, I want to observe carefully."

Nan Yi sat on the ground, his eyes cruising along with Nan Ruo Fing's footsteps, but Nan Ruo Fing's footsteps were led by fireflies.

Jingle Bell!

The sound of bicycle bells came from far away.

"Nanyi, do you want to go to the city?"

Xian Weimin's voice was thrown by the centrifugal force caused by the bicycle wheels.

"It's past seven o'clock, what are you doing in the city at this time?"

"Let me tell you, what kind of three-step and four-step sailor dance is popular in the city now. If there are beautiful girls, you can dance with pretty girls."

Xian Weimin parked his bicycle and walked to the edge of Nanyi.

Nan Yi looked up and saw that Xian Weimin was wearing toad mirrors, a fancy shirt with a curved hem on his upper body, a pair of flared trousers on his lower body, and a pair of leather shoes on his feet.

Frowning tightly, Nanyi said dissatisfiedly: "Next time, don't let me see you dressed like this. What do you think of yourself, Sijiuzi [the young and Dangerous boy with the lowest status in the club]?"

"Can't you wear it like this? This outfit is very popular now, and there are two things that we mostly sell." Xian Weimin didn't care.

"It's not about what's popular, so you have to follow it. One day it's popular outside to eat shit, will you follow? You're so sloppy, you can either dress me up in Acronium, or give me a white shirt and trousers. Dressed like this, others will be disgusted when they see it." By default you are not a good thing."

"Wearing this doesn't mean you must be a bad person."

"Yes, I admit that what you said is reasonable, but the general view is that good people will never dress like you. Go back to sleep, dance, dance, what kind of dance, you are not afraid of being arrested by the labor correction team.

At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, I'm going to see the tape workshop, and you'll have to be there when I get there. "

"Okay, spoil the fun, I'll go back now."

Xian Weimin muttered, and instead of riding the cart, he pushed and walked in the direction of his home.

This night, Nan Yi went to bed very late.

Nan Ruofing kept chasing and observing the fireflies until two o'clock in the middle of the night, she couldn't hold on any longer, her eyelids were already fighting, and she was carried home by Nan Yi.

The next day, Nanyi got up early, cooked porridge, had breakfast with eggs with soy sauce, fermented bean curd, and pickled vegetables, put boiling water in a lead pot, put a steamer on it, and stuffed it into the fire pit Put in a rapeseed handle.

Put Nan Ruofing's breakfast in a lead pot to heat up, and then he went out to the tape workshop.

Smoked a few cigarettes on the road, slowed down, and the minute hand returned to zero. At seven o'clock on time, Nan Yi stepped into the workshop.

His eyes swept across the workshop, but Xian Weimin hadn't arrived yet.

Turning around, walked out of the workshop, stood outside and lit another cigarette, leaning lazily against the wall.

At 7:11, Xian Weimin walked over slowly.

"Let me ask you, how many anti-personnel grenades can be fired by the Wenchangwei militia company operating the Type 63 60mm mortar in the fastest minute?"

"I operate with you, the fastest record is 33 rounds."

"I told you it was seven o'clock, and you were a full eleven minutes late. If you were the trumpeter, and you forgot to blow the retreat signal, it would mean that three hundred and sixty-three shells would fall on our heads, and we would die. how many people?"

"Not so many, a base number is only sixty shells."

"Puyou, what am I going to tell you about the base number of shells?" Nan Yi shouted.

"Got it, got it, there will never be a next time."

Nan Yi waved his hand and said, "Yes, for the first time, I won't say much. Don't have a next time, go in."

The two walked into the workshop, and Xian Weile, who had seen Nanyi just now, greeted them.

"Nanyi, for the people."

"Well, tell me about tape sales."

"After March this year, our shipments have increased significantly. We can ship more than 6,000 boxes per month. In June, we shipped 10,000 boxes. Last month, we shipped 12,000 boxes. This month we have already shipped 10,000 boxes." One, it is estimated that by the end of the month, there will be 16,700."

"Who sells the best?"

Xian Weile said: "Of course it's Teresa Teng, her songs account for 70% of the volume, and Liu Wenzheng is the rest."

"Someone outside asked if we have Wen Na's tapes here." Xian Weimin interjected.

"Just that Sha la la la?"

"Yes, it seems that I mentioned such a song."

Nan Yi thought for a while and said, "Forget it, their songs won't be liked by too many people, so there's no need to record them. Didn't you say yesterday that the three-step and four-step sailor dance is popular outside? For fun, record some dance music tapes as soon as possible." come out.

Also, take a look at the popular trends outside. Disco and break dancing have already become popular in Xiangfang, and the dance music of these two dances can also be copied a little.

Of course, don't just focus on the current popularity abroad, some old songs in China, and songs from old movies imported from abroad, such as "Song of Laz" from the Indian movie "The Wanderer" and "Bridge" from the Yugoslav movie "Bridge". song of the same name;

There are also Su Xiu's old songs, "Katyusha", "Tree-set Vehicles", "Volga Tracker Song", "Cranberry Blossoms", "Hawthorn Tree", "Small Road", these are many people like song.

There are other folk songs in northern Shaanxi and songs circulated among educated youths. If you have tapes or records, you can use them to dub them. If you can’t find them, forget them. "

As Nan Yi said, he beckoned both Xian Weimin and Xian Weile out of the workshop, and one of them gave them a cigarette, before he asked Xian Weimin again, "Are there many people making tapes outside now?"

"Not many. Apart from us, I've only seen two of them. The sound quality of their tapes is very poor, with a buzzing noise, but they are sold cheaply, and there are some sales."

"How to sell?"

"The retail price is three boxes of Da Tuan."

"Go get a few boxes and come back. I want to listen to it and evaluate the sound quality."

Xian Weimin agreed, "Okay, I'll have someone send it over from Yangcheng."

"Well, for fun, there is one more thing. It turns out that our tapes don't have lyrics paper. We will add lyrics paper before the Spring Festival next year. You have been making tapes, and you probably know that the sales of tapes next year should be on the top of the list." A new level."

"Based on the current sales increase, next year's sales will indeed not be low. Now, the number of cassette players in China is increasing, and with the rise of dancing, the sales of dance music tapes will definitely increase." Xian Weile said.

"Seize this good opportunity to expand sales next year; as for how to plan for the next year, we will wait until the middle of next year."