1979 Golden Age

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Under the scorching sun, a row of green leather cars drove across the vast wilderness, speeding at a speed of one hundred kilometers per hour, well, galloping.

Chen Qi was already very satisfied. Although green locomotives were quite common, steam locomotives had not yet retired from the stage. If you were unlucky, your turn would come, so just accept it and crawl at a speed of fifty kilometers per hour.

At this moment, it was the second day of his departure.

He stood at the junction of the two carriages, his body swaying with the sound of bang bang bang, and he breathed in the relatively fresh air. In my previous life, when I was studying, I often rode in green cars, and I was very used to it. However, things in the world are unpredictable, and there are some things that no one can expect, such as a child suddenly having a seizure...

Midsummer, green leather car, stinky sweat, smelly feet, shouting, excrement, capped!

The entire "Lushan Love" group of one hundred and eighty people, including the photographers and art people, took the flight with their valuable equipment, and the rest had to take the train. A plane ticket costs more than sixty yuan, how can you afford it?

"Xiao Chen? You're hiding here!"

Tang Guoqiang came over, and he probably couldn't stand the smell. He took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one over skillfully.

"No, no, I can't!"

"You're too old to smoke, so take one!"

"It's really not necessary. It's not good for your health and it's addictive."

"What's the addiction? I've been smoking for more than ten years and I'm not addicted..."

Tang Guoqiang was a long-time smoker. He lit one and puffed away, saying: "Is it your first time to experience the life of a crew? It's like this, you just get used to it. Meetings are much better. Like the last time I went to Shanghai for a meeting, I sat Going by plane.”

"Have you ever flown on a plane?"

"Of course, we have everything on the plane. I was given five Chinese cigarettes and even Maotai!"

"Send a bottle?"

"One bottle, I'll finish it when I get to the hotel. You're still young and you have many opportunities to fly."

"Yeah, I'm still young."

Chen Qi smiled.

It's early August now. He came here at the end of March. Unknowingly, it has been more than four months since he wrote a script, earned 800 yuan, and opened a tea stall. This is what he has done.

The initial idea was just to make life better.

Flying on a plane, smoking Chinese, drinking Maotai, surrounded by beautiful women... Life is so vulgar, that's all. Of course, he finally got through, and naturally he had other thoughts.

Tang Guoqiang smoked three cigarettes in one breath and carefully put the cigarette case away.

The two of them walked around the knees, shoes, and heads that were protruding from each other, and returned to their seats. Wang Haowei, Gong Xue, and Zhang Jinling were all together, and they were also drowsy.

We couldn't get to Lushan until night, so Chen Qi couldn't bear it and leaned back in his chair in a daze.

After a while, I opened my eyes, and Gong Xue on the opposite side just woke up. When I met his eyes, I was a little embarrassed and dodged a few times. Everyone is confused. They are the only ones awake and they are not very familiar with each other. Should we talk or not?

She is an I person, but Chen Qi is an E person. People can fall into the sea, but words cannot fall on the ground.

"Have you ever been to Lushan when you were in Jiangxi?" he asked.

"No, I'm in Yangqiao Commune in Fenyi County, which is far away from Lushan Mountain."

"I'm better than you. I jumped in line in the suburbs of Beijing. The policy at that time was like this. Those who got off later were all in the suburbs of Beijing, and those who got off first were all in the Northeast and Inner Mongolia. That's what I'm complaining about. Liang Xiaosheng from the Department of Literature, you know, he He is in the Heilongjiang Production and Construction Corps, specializing in carrying wood. With his small body, he can carry wood, oh..."

"Don't say that, I must have suffered a lot."

Gong Xue pursed her lips and smiled.

"It must be hard work. The Northeast is full of endless wilderness and primeval forests. I don't know what is hidden in them, including leopards, tigers, and tigers!"

"What is 罴?"

"Zi is a human bear. He is bigger than the average bear. He has lumpy flesh all over his body and walks on two legs like a human. Isn't a wild boar awesome? There's no comparison. The human bear can tear a wild boar in half if he catches it!"

"ah?"

Gong Xue opened her eyes wide and said in surprise: "Really? So powerful?"

"Of course, the human bear is the king of the Northeast forest. Usually wherever it appears, there are some natural treasures or big rice dumplings."

"Big Zongzi?"

"It's a zombie!"

"Zombies??"

"It's a monster!"

"monster???"

Gong Xue blinked her eyes, eyes filled with brilliance. Her worldview, which she had lived for more than 20 years, seemed to have not experienced ups and downs just this minute. She asked, "Are there really monsters in this world?"

"It's hard for me to say anything. If I talk too much, report me for feudal superstition and have me arrested and shot." Chen Qidao.

"Oh, don't speak in half words, and be kind!" Tang Guoqiang suddenly interjected from the side.

"It's boring to take the train. Why don't you tell us a story?" Zhang Jinling said.

"Xiao Chen, is there any evidence for your statement?" Wang Haowei asked.

"No, when did you wake up?"

Chen Qi shook his head like he had seen a ghost and said, "Of course I can trust you, but walls have ears. Let's talk in private if we have the chance. Besides, I just revealed too much, and the secrets are unpredictable. I won't tell you anymore!"

He is mysterious and difficult for everyone to deal with.

Wang Haowei was quite interested and said: "Xiao Chen, I found that you have a lot of knowledge and are involved in some weird things. On the contrary, you are not very interested in the current popular ideological craze, such as Liu Xinwu's "Class Teacher" , "Scar" by Lu Xinhua, many people are writing similar novels now."

"Oh, I don't really like this kind of novel."

"why?"

"I can't stop talking about this if I talk too much. Anyway, I prefer vulgarity. Ah, I like popular things."

"Don't you think popular things are superficial?"

"What do you mean by superficial? What do you mean by profound? Who defines superficiality? Who defines profoundness? I only remember one sentence, literary creation is to serve the people!"

Chen Qi suddenly became serious and said, "If I have to create, I prefer to write things that the masses like and enjoy, to serve the people."

"Things that the masses like and enjoy..."

Wang Haowei nodded and said, "That's right. If you have inspiration, you can start writing. But I remind you that most journals now pursue serious literature, which requires ideological and literary qualities. If you write popular things, you may not even be able to submit them."

"I just write randomly. You are too kind."

Chatting all the way, the journey can be faster.

In the evening, the steward pushed a cart and creaked over, with a pile of aluminum lunch boxes, which contained one meat and one vegetable rice, 35 cents, and no tickets were required.

That’s right, in this era, if you eat a box lunch on the train, you don’t need a ticket if you are less than 40 cents.

Those who are more generous can go to the dining car to order food. The food is freshly made and the chef is invited. It is said that once a chef who worked in Cuihualou in Beijing suddenly got interested and made several Western dishes in the dining car, including Russian and French soups and fried cream rolls. Everyone was stunned.

Chen Qi asked for a box lunch and ate with everyone.

After eating, they endured for another three hours. It was completely dark, and finally heard the attendant shout: "We have arrived at Shahe Street Station!"

Shahe Street Station is the later Lushan Station.

The crew got off the car in a mess. The wind from the mountain blew, and it was stuffy and cold. Chen Qi looked into the distance with the dim light, and the night was shrouded in mist, and he could not see anything.

There was a car to pick them up, and they got on the car in a mess. It didn’t look like a crew, but like a refugee. Finally, they arrived at Lushan at around 10 o’clock in the evening.

(No more...)