Since 1983

Go to temple fairs on the first day of junior high school, and pay New Year's greetings on the second day of junior high school.

There were no relatives in the capital, so the two girls went to visit Wang Fulin, Wang Liping, Zhou Ruchang and others, and Xu Fei went to see Dai Linfeng and Li Mu.

In the third day of junior high school, I stayed at home for a day because it snowed again.

This more than a week is the first time they have been together for such a long time since they met. There is no external interference, just like the snowy sky, the small courtyard is closed, there is rice and food, and the warm stove.

The intrusion and fusion of private space and lifestyle, everything is a matter of course.

In a blink of an eye, the fourth day of the junior high school is over, and the holiday is over.

...

"Don't eat it!"

"I'll take another bite."

"Then don't wait for you, I'm going to be late."

"I'm coming."

Xu Fei had already left, Chen Xiaoxu put down the bowl and chopsticks, hurried out, and got into the back seat of Zhang Li's car.

The weather is still very cold, pedestrians are wrapped tightly, and friends meet each other to say New Year greetings. The sound of firecrackers is endless, and the shops are hung with red banners, as if they are still immersed in the atmosphere of the New Year.

Zhang Li took her to the bus stop, Xiao Xu jumped out of the car and asked, "What time are you coming back today?"

"It's about the same as usual, what's wrong?"

"I came back early, I'll cook in the evening."

"ah?"

Zhang Li was terrified.

"Look at you, I can still cook noodles now. It's settled, I cook noodles, and you come back to fry the sauce. I'm afraid of your hard work."

"..."

Sister Bao has been wrong for a while, if you want to eat fried noodles, just say so!

She also went to work, while Xiao Xu took the bus and traveled more than ten kilometers to the family building of the Broadcasting Institute.

"Hi teacher, I wish you a New Year greeting."

"Okay, come in, come in."

The professor liked this clever and persistent student very much, entertained him and asked, "Has the work been revised?"

"Well, I've been thinking about it for a few days, take a look."

The other party took a stack of drawings, turned a few pages, and was very surprised.

She came up with a new idea.

It continues the idea of ​​the previous story, but replaces the adult man with a child. Because she feels that washing clothes for her husband and children, the latter will be more proactive.

Advertising has also changed with the times. In later generations, there is a way of advocating equality in housework and men doing laundry.

Roughly speaking, an unlucky child wears new clothes to play football, gets dirty from playing, and returns home crying. Mother comforted, it's okay, we have XX washing powder.

Following the washing clothes, a basin and a pair of hands are rubbing. There will be special effects in later generations, plus the flash of bulingbuling, but now it can only go in a simple style.

Mother put the washed clothes to dry, and they were white and clean. Early the next morning, the child happily went to school again.

Voice-over: XX washing powder, clean and worry-free!

"..."

The professor watched it repeatedly, and found that it was mature and complete, and the use of the lens was very good. It was not like a newcomer's work, so he couldn't help asking: "Did you come up with it yourself?"

"I read a lot of books, and I also borrowed some inspirations. There are tricks."

She can't ask others for advice in front of the teacher.

"That's rare, and it can be used as a teaching case."

The professor patted his thigh, "It's just right, I'm going to meet with the manufacturer today, and if you have nothing to do, follow along."

"Okay, I want to see you too."

Ever since, Chen Xiaoxu sat until almost noon, followed the teacher to a small restaurant, and met the client.

A township enterprise in the suburbs of Beijing was established only last year, and wanted to bring its products into the market, so it started to advertise.

Now the government implements an approval system for advertising companies, all of which are state-owned enterprises, and private companies are not allowed to operate. There are only a few in Beijing, and they are not professionals. They are from art and photography.

Like many state-owned enterprises, they have no sense of marketization, occupy a dominant position and do not want to make progress. The manufacturer went to ask about the price and thought it was too expensive, so they wanted to find a cheaper one. As a result, it was Daiyu who did the trick!

Shocked and delighted, this, this is so worth it!

Originally, I wanted to give one hundred yuan, but it rose to six hundred in an instant. Xiao Xu was very depressed, because the other party didn't look at the work carefully, and nodded when he saw him.

It's a small dinner, there's nothing to eat, and she doesn't like to socialize, so she's been thinking about it.

Sitting on the bus after the dinner was over, I was still thinking about it, and I was still thinking about it when I was walking home, but after entering the hospital, it was already clear.

She is studying at school now, and the more she learns, the more she feels that the domestic advertising industry is too primitive and lacks theoretical foundation and professional talents. In Teacher Xu's words, it is called barbaric growth.

In the stage of barbaric growth, whoever takes the lead can occupy the market.

This initiative can be administrative status, business resources, or even fame. Just like when she talked about the front of the clothing store, she just relied on brushing her face.

"If you really want to enter this industry, you have to have your own company, but unfortunately you can't start a company... I wonder if I can contract it?"

After hanging around with Teacher Xu for a long time, Xiao Xu's way of thinking became more and more similar, and he was very happy to understand the truth. Looking at the time, it was almost evening, humming a song and starting to boil water.

The two of them haven't come back yet, but they don't feel deserted at all, and the atmosphere of recent life is everywhere. This week is probably the most comfortable day for her.

"Boom boom boom!"

"anyone here?"

"coming!"

She ran out of the kitchen and opened the courtyard door, "Hey, happy Chinese New Year."

"Okay, everything is fine."

The person who came was the aunt of the neighborhood committee. She was wearing bulky clothes and red cuffs. She came in and looked around with a smile, "Did you just come back from home?"

"No, there are many things this year, so I didn't go home."

"Oh, I didn't go home!"

The aunt nodded and asked again: "Has Baochai gone back? Has Xiao Xu gone back?"

"..."

Xiao Xu's body trembled, and suddenly he felt as if he had been stripped naked and standing in the cold winter, with wind, knife, frost and sword, full of bloody stinging pain.

This is the second time, this is the second time I have mentioned this matter, last time it was a reminder, today I seem to come here specially for inspection.

Patrol...

She lowered her eyebrows, her face flushed, and she didn't know how to answer.

"I don't have any other intentions, so I just came over to have a look. Isn't it just after the New Year's Eve, and I'm going from house to house, as long as there's nothing wrong."

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Squeak!

She closed the door slowly and stood for a while before entering the kitchen.

"Googling!"

The water in the pot was already boiling, and the girl sat on the stool without realizing it. It took me a long time to stand up, and I found that there was no salt. I was about to go out to buy a bag, but my feet stopped.

She was suddenly a little scared, not daring to step out of the courtyard gate, as if once she went out, the meaningful eyes of the aunt and the scrutiny of the neighbors would be pierced like knives.

Trance, trance, as if the past few days were just a dream...

"Boom!"

The door was pushed open again, and Zhang Li came home from get off work.

"Ah, you really boil... What are you doing with the water? It's almost dry."

She hurriedly took down the pot and realized something was wrong, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm a little uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable? It's fine during the day..."

Zhang Li touched her face and forehead, "Don't be cold, go into the room and lie down, I'll call you for dinner."

"Um."