I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood

An Yinong ran over: "How long have you been waiting?"

"We also just arrived. Why do you dress like a student?" The speaker was a classmate wearing a Hawaiian shirt, named Zhang Wei, who was the one who had a conflict with the original owner.

"Yeah, he looks so good." This person is Zhao Gang, he and Zhang Wei are good friends and usually play together. It was also the one who stopped Zhang Wei when he was impulsive.

"Shh, don't call me Ah Wei when you come out, it's too earthy, call me William." Ah Wei said that students like to be called foreign names, and they think foreign names are fashionable.

"Okay. By the way, where do we go first?"

Speaking of this, they were eager, Zhang Wei took a step and put his arm on An Yinong's shoulder: "First take the tram to the pier, then take the small ferry to the sea, we will go today Watching a movie. My old bean heard that I was going out to play and gave me thirty yuan."

"You are so generous, Laodou, I am miserable, only ten dollars, not enough to cut my hair twice." Zhao Gang touched his hair, he had just done a full set of hair care, blow-cut, flowers six bucks.

Zhang Wei patted his chest: "That's right, I'll treat you today, treat you to ice cream, the most expensive one."

Seeing the smiling faces of the two, An Yinong was embarrassed to say that he took thousands of dollars to go out, he just asked: "What movie is there?"

"Dragon Tiger Hall, is a story of happiness and revenge. My favorite actor played, he is the actor who played the 'Tian Daomen disciple'."

An Yinong has never heard of it or seen it, but it does not prevent him from participating in the topic: "Wow, that's really amazing."

"Really? Do you think so too? He is really fighting, ha! Ha! Ha! (Gesturing) He is so handsome! Ah Gang thinks so too?" Zhang Wei asked again **** friend.

Zhao Gang thought for a while: "I think the male lead Bihaiqingtian is more fierce and better at fighting. The double sword he uses is so fast that he can't see the sword, that is the Sword, light and sword shadow."

They quarreled, and they all felt that the star they liked was more handsome, fierce and capable of fighting, and the boat of friendship was about to be overturned.

"Watching a movie..." An Yinong remembered the time to watch a movie before.

Although he has been an ancient person for a longer time, but I don’t know if it is because the memory of the first life has been strengthened. An Yinong remembers the one who is the 'An Yinong' most clearly and deeply. lifetime.

In An Yinong's memory, cinemas are generally located in lively urban areas, some are inside the square, some are separate cinemas, and there are often huge light screens outside, putting some trailers to attract audience.

I just didn't expect that in this day and age, if you want to watch a movie, you have to cross the sea first. Of course, it may also be that the cinema is more in line with Zhang Wei's heart.

In fact, any movie theater will do, and An Yinong is now full of expectations.

Formerly a public figure, he can only go to the movies sneakily wearing a mask. Now, as an ordinary person, I don’t know what surprises the movies of this era will bring.

The three of them took the tram first, and An Yinong took this kind of double-decker tram for the first time.

The tram charges 50 cents per person, and a conductor will give you the ticket after going up. What's more interesting is that when the driver stops, the tram will make a 'tinting' sound.

When they came, it happened to be the rush hour, so they could only spread out and sit in three places.

Many people don't rest on weekends, so the tram was crowded with professional men and women in white and blue shirts, as well as middle school students like An Yinong who came out to play.

An Yinong looked at them, and they also looked at An Yinong, his face that was more delicately sculpted by light and shadow, and his eyes that were so magical that they were unforgettable after seeing them .

"Tiantong blushed." Not far away, Zhang Wei winked at him.

"Hello." An Yinong looked out the window sideways, but a double-decker bus also drove past the window, and a single-decker bus was towed behind, all walking on the track. That single-decker bus towed is 'first class', but it's noisy and usually doesn't enjoy the pleasure of first class.

In the distance, there is a clear singing voice, which is as charming as this era, and the singing enthusiasm is full of tolerance.

He saw traffic police in black leather shoes, black stockings and green shorts on the street, directing traffic, and stylish women in berets hurried past with briefcases .

The female students in black short skirts, white socks and small leather shoes were walking and making trouble. Serious face with scrutiny in eyes.

There were also several foreigners in slim coats in the crowd, some with glasses, some with polka dot bows, laughing and walking slowly.

There is also a woman with a child near the foreigner. The woman is wearing light blue trousers and slippers, her hair is permed and fluffy and soft, and the child is wearing a blue floral suit , a section of trousers is reserved, which does not fit very well, but two bows are tied to the hair.

Although they may not look very wealthy, they are all trying to live a pretty decent life.

The tram walked slowly, and in the sound of Tintin, the picture scroll unfolded little by little, and rolled up little by little, An Yinong couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Are you angry?" Zhang Wei and Zhao Gang appeared behind him at some point, and they pointed to a shop with a huge cake sign, "The lotus seed mooncakes in that shop are delicious. , but expensive."

"How much is it?" An Yinong asked curiously.

"A box costs more than 20 yuan." Zhang Wei sighed.

"But I have a moon cake offering party at home. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I can take back five boxes of moon cakes. After all of them are delivered, I still have one box to eat at home. I like pure lotus paste, but it's a pity I keep it every time. In the end, the egg yolk lotus paste mooncake is the last.”

"Moon cake offering meeting?"

An Yinong's doubts were written on his face.

Zhang Wei and Zhao Gang looked at each other: "You don't even know about this? ... Also, rich people don't need this, they can buy it whenever they want."

At this time, An Yinong knew that moon cakes in this era were also a large expenditure for many poor people. Therefore, they have to buy mooncakes by instalments. They spend ten yuan a month, and after 12 months of payment, they can get more than five boxes of mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival next year.

And this is called the moon cake offering.

Take Zhang Wei’s family as an example, five boxes of moon cakes, one for the policeman (the police), and one for the big brother (the underworld), so that you don’t get into trouble. There are still a few more boxes to give to relatives and friends. When I finally get to my home, there may not be a box left, and there is no taste that I want.

That's why Zhang Wei has so much resentment.

"But this year, we don't have to make moon cakes at home," Zhang Wei said. "The family has more income, so we don't need to split 12 installments to buy moon cakes."

This era is the time when the Hong Kong city's economy is developing rapidly, and buying moon cakes is no longer so difficult.

The tram reached the ground, An Yinong and the three got off the car, and within a few steps, they saw a sea reflecting the sky, and the island across the sea could be seen in the distance.

There are white ferries going back and forth between the two sides.

"Let's go get the tickets first."

An Yinong didn't know anything, so he followed the two of them in line to buy tickets. On the white sign was written the fare in red paint: 30 cents for first-class seats and 20 cents for second-class seats.

Zhang Wei bought three second-class seats for 60 cents.

The ferry boat came and they sat on it. This small ferry swayed with the waves, and An Yinong sat in it, feeling that the sky and the earth seemed to be shaking as well.

A middle-aged man sitting next to them seemed to be seasick, covering his mouth with a blue face, then he took out a tin box and poured out a pill, An Yinong smelled hawthorn and orange peel sweet and sour taste.

Soon they reached the shore, An Yinong stepped on the splint that had not yet completely calmed down, and walked and swayed, and when he landed on the shore, he was still a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Wei looked back at An Yinong and snickered: "Do you think he is drinking?"

"I see it." Zhao Gang agreed.

Well, he is more curious about the 'Dan family'.

"Are you curious? You can go to the fishing village, there are many there." With a boat as his home, life, old age, sickness and death are all on it, wearing a bamboo hat, singing salt water songs, that's it.

The three walked and laughed until they walked to the door of the cinema.

This is a three-story Gothic Western-style building with exquisite reliefs and colorful glass windows everywhere.

It is a huge platform outside, surrounded by flowers, plants and trees, with promenades on both sides, although there is no light screen to play the trailer, but there is a huge hand-painted poster with handsome men on it Beauty, with the name of the film and the list of actors.

There are many people coming in and out at the entrance of the cinema, besides couples, most of them are students like them. In addition, there are many vendors here, selling food, drink, celebrity posters, flowers...

An Yinong also saw functional facilities such as toilets and public sinks, which are not bad compared to later cinemas.

At the ticket office of the movie ticket, there is a long light box, one of which is pasted with a piece of paper that says 5.5, which is particularly eye-catching when it is illuminated. An Yinong read it word by word, and it turned out to be five yuan for a movie ticket.

"Movie tickets are too expensive. I used to go to the video room to watch it, but it is not as comfortable as a movie theater." Zhang Wei said.

Afterwards, Zhang Wei went to buy tickets, three front-row seats, and the front-row seats were cheaper, three yuan and five.

The movie ticket is for the next show, and it will take half an hour to enter.

"It took an hour and a half and I just came out to eat. I know a company that sells delicious barbecued pork rice." Zhao Gang said.

When they went out, they saw an ice cream machine.

"Ice cream is sold over there, I'll go buy three cones." Zhang Wei went to the hawker next to him to buy ice cream, the kind of cone-shaped shortbread with a roll of ice cream on top , as long as four cents.

"Thank you." An Yinong took a lick of the ice cream, and he shuddered.

The ice cream is ice-cold, and the smoothie feeling is obvious. Not as smooth as modern plain milk ice cream, but with a different flavor.

"You're welcome, I said I wanted to invite you."

The ice cream in his hand soon ran out, leaving the last bit of crispy skin, An Yinong bit the crispy skin and continued to look at the people around.

Most of the people who watch the movie are couples, and there is affection in their eyes. Their dress is also more fashionable and more beautiful than the office workers they met before, and various collocations are also very popular in later generations.

After eating the crispy skin, he saw a stall selling soda nearby, so he bought three bottles of soda with change, all of them were glass bottles. You can get your deposit back.

"I said I was a treat." Zhang Wei stared at the bubbling soda, wanted to drink it, and held on.

An Yinong raised his head and poured a small half of the bottle, the irritating feeling of carbonated drinks touched his mouth, he narrowed his eyes: "Aren't we friends? Friends want to share."

"Don't you want it? You don't want to give it to me." Zhao Gang reached for the second bottle, but was slapped back.

"Go, go, who said I don't?"

The three of them were talking and laughing, An Yinong took a step back during the fight, but did not notice the steps behind him: "!"

He fell directly on his back, but instead of falling to the ground, he hit the person behind and fell into the other's arms, and the quiet sandalwood wrapped him. An Yinong raised his head and bumped into a pair of sharp eyes of Danfeng.