Roaming in the world of film and television

"fine?"

Xiao Guoqing looked him up and down carefully for a while: "Are you all right?"

Lin Yue shook his head: "It's okay."

At this time, the dizziness caused by the time travel, the tingling sensation of accepting Zhou Bingkun's memory, and the dull pain of landing on the back of the head have all subsided, and the whole person is completely awake.

Tu Zhiqiang patted the dirt on his body with his gloves, helped his thick cotton cap, and said angrily: "I told you not to let you go up and fix things, and you insisted on not listening. How are you doing now? You fell."

Subconsciously, Lin Yue looked back and saw that the stacked logs behind him had rolled to the ground. Then he remembered that he accidentally stepped on this thing because he was climbing, and was brought down by the rolling logs, and fell heavily.

Seeing that he was fine, Xiao Guoqing helped him aside: "Take a break."

Tu Zhiqiang also found a wooden stake and sat down, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, put it near his mouth, and took two puffs.

"National Day, go ahead, I'll just take a break."

Lin Yue waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

"That's all right, there's something to say."

"good."

Xiao Guoqing put the cotton cap on his head, got up and left after work, and the workers in the same group picked up the logs on the ground and walked towards the front shed.

呲~

The sound of saw blades cutting wood was annoying, but the workers in the wood factory were used to it and didn't feel uncomfortable.

Lin Yue was not in a hurry to look at the task settings, he sorted out his own situation first.

Identity Zhou Bingkun, the protagonist of the TV series, is 20 years old this year. He is an ordinary worker in the Hongxing Timber Factory. He has an old mother at home and is an activist in the street. Dad Zhou Zhigang went to Chongqing 2 years ago to support the construction of the third front, his eldest brother Zhou Bingyi is currently working in the Liaoshen Corps, and his sister Zhou Rong went to the distant Guizhou to pursue her love - the famous poet Feng Huacheng, that is to say, he is the only one at home and old mother alone.

Xiao Guoqing, Sun Chanchao and others, or the basic situation of the family of the optical film is similar.

Then came the all-important time, late fall of 1972.

Jichun City is located in the northeast, and the lowest temperature in October has already dropped below freezing point, so you need to wear cotton jackets and cotton hats. However, carrying wood is a strenuous job, and people usually sweat a lot, and some people even open their arms in the heat.

"Autumn 1972..."

Lin Yue muttered in a low voice, and glanced at Tu Zhiqiang who was sitting next to him, who was smoking and depressed.

At this point in time, I don't know if it will be too late.

By the way, I haven't read the task settings yet.

He pulled the wild horse of his mind, turned his attention to the system space, and pulled down the menu to the taskbar.

Main task: Change Zhou Bingkun's life trajectory.

Side task: Get rich first and get rich later.

Mission Difficulty: Normal.

Mission time frame: 1970s - 2016.

The main task is to change Zhou Bingkun's life trajectory? To be honest, this is tantamount to giving it for nothing. Now that he is wearing Zhou Bingkun, how can he let the protagonist go the old way? What needs to be considered now is how far the system will give a perfect rating.

The strangest thing is the side quests, getting rich first and then getting rich? Is this for him to set up a business in the Northeast and start a company to benefit the society? Or, as in the past, this "post-rich" refers to those poor friends of Zhou Bingkun?

Of course, the matter of getting rich first has to be put aside, at least after the reform and opening up. Now in the 1970s, what I have to do now is to take care of my family's life, and... Zheng Juan...

He glanced at Tu Zhiqiang. This "Brother Qiangzi" who took good care of Zhou Bingkun seemed to be troubled.

"Bingkun, Bingkun?"

Hearing someone calling him, Lin Yue turned his head to look. Sun Chanchao wiped his face with a towel hanging around his neck: "Have you had a good rest?"

"Have a good rest."

"Have a good rest and give me a hand."

Lin Yue got up and stepped forward: "Why don't you ask Tu Zhiqiang to help? Are you afraid of him?"

"Go." Sun Chanchao said: "How many of us are not afraid of him in the text film."

Lin Yue glanced back.

"What are you looking at, let's go."

Sun Chanchao dragged him to the work shed.

...

That evening.

Optical film.

Guangren, Guangyi, Guangli, Guangzhi, and Guangxin are composed of five alleys. At first glance, there are dilapidated shacks, faded fences, muddy roads, chaotic huts and bottles and cans in the corners. ...

After 30 years, residential areas of this level undoubtedly belong to shanty towns that need to be remodeled, but in this era, compared with some places in the suburbs, the conditions are not bad.

jingle bell~

With the sound of a car bell, a bicycle turned out of the alley ahead. The postman in green military uniform looked around and continued to ride east. The bag was stained with mud, and looked a little embarrassed.

Lin Yue grabbed the car brake, put his foot on the ground, and looked back.

Tu Zhiqiang saw him stop at the entrance of his own alley, and he also supported the bicycle with his feet: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Qiangzi, I heard that you are married?"

"Ah, that's what happened."

Tu Zhiqiang said in his heart that it was no wonder that the third son of the Zhou family, who always went home with Sun Chanchao and Xiao Guoqing, insisted on going with him today, because he had something to say to him.

Lin Yue said in a joking tone: "Why didn't I hear you mention it? Are you afraid that I won't be able to afford the money?"

"No." Tu Zhiqiang hesitated for a while, thinking that since he had heard about this, he probably knew who Zheng Juan was: "Your sister-in-law doesn't have a registered permanent residence, and my father has been gone for less than a year, so she hasn't done anything serious. , the relatives of both sides have a meal and it's over."

"Oh, that's right." Lin Yue nodded: "By the way, I still have a pair of useless thermos pots at home. I'll bring them to you in two days for good luck."

Tu Zhiqiang said: "No need, your family is not rich."

"It's okay, you know, our family of four has wages, and my mother can also receive food stamps and cloth tickets every month. You usually take good care of me in the factory, and you have to express it for such a big event like marriage." Bar."

Tu Zhiqiang saw that what he said was sincere, so he didn't stop him.

"Thank you, Bingkun."

Lin Yue smiled and pedaled his bicycle: "Let's go."

Tu Zhiqiang turned his body sideways, looking at the back in the winding alley, he always felt that the little brother of the Zhou family had changed a lot compared to before, as if he was not so timid and cowardly.

"This guy, could it be that something went wrong?"

He remembered the incident when Zhou Bingkun fell from the pile of wood and hit the back of his head.

...

Not to mention, in a sense, Tu Zhiqiang guessed right, Zhou Bingkun did fall wrong, he fell into another person.

"Bingkun, hey, Bingkun."

A person pulled the bicycle from behind. Lin Yue turned his face and found that it was Qiao Chunyan. She was wearing a floral cotton jacket, a pair of woolen gloves, and tied a rope around her neck. Oh no, the breath of the times, it reminded him of his experience in "Love in a Courtyard".

Qiao Chunyan's mother has a good relationship with Zhou Bingkun's mother, the two families are also close to each other, and they grew up together, which in Beijing dialect is a friendship between pee and mud.

"What did you tell Tu Zhiqiang just now?"

"I didn't say anything."

"You think I'm blind, you didn't say anything and you stood at the alley with him for a long time."

"Oh, something happened in the factory. In the afternoon, I accidentally fell and hit my head. He asked me how I was doing and whether it was still hurting. If I felt sick, I should go to the hospital in time."

"Ah? Did you fall? Where did you knock?" Qiao Chunyan quickly took her hand out of the glove, and touched the back of his head with concern: "Is it here?"

"Okay, it's okay."

Lin Yue dodged to the side, pedaled hard, and the bicycle drove forward.

This Qiao Chunyan, just like in the TV drama, carefree, heartless, no wonder Zhou Bingkun always regards her as a buddy.

"Hey, give me a ride."

As she spoke, she leaned towards the back of the car and actually sat on it.

Lin Yue glanced back and ignored her.

When he came to the house when he was young, he put the bicycle away, and he opened the door and entered the house.

"Mom, I'm back."

How did he get in, and how did Li Suhua push him out, beating him with a towel.

"Look at your dirty body, take a quick shot, and then go into the house after tidying up."

The old lady is quite clean.

Lin Yue had no choice but to stand still and let her slap and shake the dirt off the padded jacket.

"I saw Chun Yan'er just now, came back with you?"

"Ah, yes, we met on the road, let me take her for a while."

"I see you two had a good chat." Li Suhua said while observing his expression.

"Yes, she is very happy."

The old lady is also like the performance in the TV series, she is thinking about making Qiao Chunyan her third daughter-in-law: "By the way, Mom, where is the industrial coupon I gave you last month?"

"What do you want it for?"

"Brother Qiangzi is married, I want to buy a gift for him."

It was easy to say this, but what the drunken man meant, only he himself knew.

Li Suhua said: "Bingkun, mom gave those two industrial coupons away."