The literary era since 1979

Chapter 129 Teacher Fang, who is both literary and dancing
Early morning, No. 26 Lama Temple Street.

"what do you think?"

Shi Tiesheng twirled his fingers and looked at Fangyan.

He was holding his own "Autumn Memories" and reading it for a long time without saying a word, until he clapped his hands and shouted:

"it is good!"

"How good is it?"

"So good, Tiesheng, look at my eyes."

Fangyan raised his head and pointed at his eyes.

Shi Tiesheng noticed that his eyes were slightly red and he had a different feeling in his heart. "Autumn Memories" is about maternal love, his own confession, and the regret of "a son wants to support his parents but they are not there."

Fang Yan said very seriously: "I think your article is comparable to Mr. Zhu Ziqing's "Back Figure". One is about fatherly love, the other is about motherly love. Both are hymns to the love of parents all over the world."

"Although I am happy to be compared with Mr. Zhu Ziqing, it is still too much. How can it be compared with "Back Figure"?"

Shi Tiesheng laughed excitedly.

"Believe me, when this essay is published, there will definitely be many readers who have the same idea as me." Fang Yan put the manuscript away solemnly. "The chrysanthemums in Yuanmingyuan Park are blooming recently. Do you want me to take you to see them?"

"I'd better wait until the essay is published before going."

Shi Tiesheng said: "I will go to Beihai Park then."

"When the chrysanthemums in Beihai bloom, I'll push you over to see them."

Fangyan made an agreement with him and then left the yard.

The small alley not far from Shi Tiesheng's home was still crowded with people. After asking, I found out that it was the room-changing station.

Nowadays, the housing management department of each district has a house exchange station, which is specifically used to register houses to be exchanged for various needs, and most of the private house exchange meetings are basically held near the house exchange stations.

There are usually three types of people in a crowd.

One type is individual residents who request a housing transfer, and the other type is staff members in various systems and units who are looking for houses for their own employees. If a whole courtyard house comes across one, they will write a report to ask their superiors whether to buy it and keep it for future housing allocation to employees.

The last type is the early intermediary broker.

In the industry's lingo, it is also called "pulling the room's strings".

They were either workers on leave from work or unemployed educated youth. I told them clearly in dialect that I only wanted a whole courtyard house, and asked them around, conducting a thorough search for available houses.

As for myself, I went to the Old Summer Palace Park leisurely.

Unable to refuse such a kind invitation, Bai Ruoxue and others decided to have a picnic here to celebrate the drama troupe's victory in the Yan University art performance.

Fang Hong, Fang Yan, and even Han Yuemin were there.

Han Yuemin wanted to treat everyone to show his support for the opening of a stall, but Fangyan's reason was very simple.

In addition to spending time with his family, Teacher Fang has been working on his creation for so long, so can’t he just enjoy himself?

"Teacher Fang, did I hear it wrong?"

Bai Ruoxue and others were surprised and happy to hear the good news brought by Fangyan. The play "Under the Hawthorn Tree" they adapted was actually recommended to the China Youth Art Theater.

Moreover, if they get good rankings in the National College Students' Drama Art Festival, they can even perform directly in the theater.

"Do you have confidence?"

Fangyan glanced at everyone.

"Have!"

Seeing Bai Ruoxue, Tang Shengnan and the others full of fighting spirit, Qiu Peining turned her gaze back to Fang Yan, and saw him ask again:
"When will the national competition be held?"

"During the National Day in October." Bai Ruoxue replied.

Fang Yan nodded, "This is a good time to choose. We have holidays on Friday and Saturday, and there is also a Sunday. Three days is enough time for drama troupes from participating colleges and universities across the country to make a round trip."

"Teacher Fang, will you come to watch our performance?"

Members of the drama team were all eagerly looking forward to it.

Fangyan waved his hand and said that he had finished the theoretical articles such as "World Drama System" and "Performing Arts System". Next, he would take advantage of the National Day and plan to take a business trip to Xiangxi to conduct some field research and complete "That Mountain, That Man, That Dog" completely.

"Ugh."

Hearing this, everyone's faces were filled with disappointment and regret.

"Clap clap."

Fangyan clapped his hands and said a few words of comfort, "It's a rare occasion for everyone to gather here today, so don't waste such a wonderful time, eat, play, and dance to your heart's content!"

Although it was expressly prohibited to hold the event in public last year, the restrictions have been gradually relaxed and it is fine as long as it is not too blatant.

As a result, all the major parks in Yanjing became extremely bustling.

Among them, the most famous is the Sunday dance party in the Old Summer Palace Park. Young people come here with the dual-cassette recorders that their families bought at high prices, openly play various foreign disco music, and drink beer, shake their buttocks, and release hormones with foreigners and foreign students who have no taboos.

No matter whether we know each other or not, no matter our skin color, hair color or eye color, as long as we dance disco, we are friends.

Men and women, swaying their bodies, wearing bell-bottom pants, frog-eye glasses, and loafers, their dance instantly attracted the attention of passers-by, and dynamic music was playing on the radio.

"Sunny!"

"Yesterday my life was filled with rain."

"Sunny!"

"you smiled at me and really eased the pain."

"Oh, the dark days are gone."

"The bright days are here..."

The crowd watching was obviously larger than the people dancing.

Among them were workers in khaki uniforms who watched with great enjoyment and envy, but were too timid to try.

"This song is really nice." "Yanzi, do you know what song this is?"

Looking at Fang Yan jumping around, Fang Hong turned to look at Fang Yan.

"Sunny."

Fangyan answered directly.

The unavoidable ones in disco are the Louis Brothers and Boney M. The famous West German disco group Boney M has a series of dance music, including "Rivers of Babylon", "Gotta Go Home", and "Sunny", which is also the ending song of the movie "CJ7".

"I didn't expect Teacher Fang also knew this song!"

Bai Ruoxue was holding an ice cream popsicle in her hand, and behind her followed a group of people who looked very familiar with her, including foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes.

Before Fangyan could open his mouth, the blond-haired white man who looked a bit like Matt Damon came up and took the initiative to greet him:

"Hello, Mr. Fang. My name is 'Mike'."

The Mandarin spoken with a Beijing accent makes the dialect speakers raise an eyebrow.

Later, Mike said that he had chosen a Chinese name, his last name was "Bai", and he could be called "Mike" or "Mike Bai", and he was from California, USA.

"This is Yoko Suzuki, from Kyoto, Japan."

"This is Yui Hashimoto, from Tokyo, Japan."

"........."

Bai Ruoxue introduced them to Fangyan one by one. They were all foreign students studying in the Chinese Department of Yenching University. They were from Japan, West Germany, the United States, Britain, and Belgium, but most of them were from Japan and the United States.

At this time, they were still in the honeymoon period.

"Very happy to meet all of you."

They greeted each other in dialect, the men shook hands and the women nodded.

"Teacher Fang, I really like your book "Under the Hawthorn Tree", especially the language, which is very clean and concise."

Yoko Suzuki took out a pen and paper and asked for an autograph.

"Maybe it's because I don't know many words."

Dialect is spoken in a joking tone.

"Nani?!"

Suzuki Yoko blurted out in shock.

"Teacher Fang is joking."

Bai Ruoxue shook her head and laughed, then patiently explained to her.

Watching them communicate fluently, the dialect was unexpected:

"Do you still understand Japanese?"

"Just like Mr. Fang knows a little bit about drama, I also know a little bit about Japanese."

Bai Ruoxue smiled slightly, with a hint of smile in her eyes.

With the help of her translation, Fangyan was able to communicate with this group of international students without any language barriers.

Among them, the one who talked the most actively was Mike. He was not interested in love between men and women, but was very fascinated by spy literature. After talking to his heart's content, he then extended an invitation:
"Teacher Fang, can you dance?"

Bai Ruoxue once again heard Fang Yan's familiar catchphrase, "Only a little bit."

"It's okay, I can teach you."

In front of everyone, Mike showed off his breakdancing skills, wiping the glass and pulling the rope with great skill.

That's it?

When Fangyan heard him call himself the "California Dance King", the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

During the interlude of "Gotta Go Home", he lifted his foot and performed a space dance step in a casual manner.

At this time, Michael Jackson on the other side of the ocean had not yet sung "Billy Jean" and the moonwalk had not yet become popular all over the world.

Mike's eyes widened as he watched the unprecedented dance steps. It was obvious that the dancers were walking, but he had the magical illusion that they were moving backwards.

"Oh my God!!"

"........."

Bai Ruoxue, Qiu Peining and others looked at each other, and then turned their eyes to "Teacher Fang" who was dancing to the beat.

He danced for a while and then stopped. The amazed crowd immediately swarmed over.

Mike's face was filled with excitement; the dance steps he performed in dialect just now convinced this "California Dance King".

"There is a Chinese saying, 'There are always people who are better than you, and there are always things that are better than you.' Today I finally understand what it means."

"I didn't expect you to be not only good at writing, but also good at dancing."

Qiu Peining said what Bai Ruoxue, Suzuki Yoko and others were thinking. Teacher Fang is really a talent for both literature and dance!

"Just jumping around. I haven't jumped in a long time."

Fang Yan smiled and sighed, "It's all unfamiliar now."

"Teacher Fang."

Mike asked what kind of dance this was.

Fangyan asked: "Moonwalk, do you want to learn it?"

"I want to learn! I want to learn! Teacher Fang, can you teach me how to dance this?" Mike's eyes flashed with a burning light.

Coach, I want to play basketball, no, learn dancing!

(End of this chapter)