Since 1983

Entering December, the whole world is going crazy.

First, on the 8th, the heads of state of Russia, Ukraine, and Belarus signed an agreement, announcing that "the Soviet Union will cease to exist as a subject of international law and geopolitical reality" and at the same time establish the Commonwealth of Independent States.

referred to as the Commonwealth of Independent States.

After that, more than a dozen countries including Kazakhstan, Azerbaijan, and Armenia joined.

Until December 25th, Gottu resigned from the presidency of the Soviet Union. This behemoth that had existed for 69 years collapsed and fell apart.

Without going into details on the impact on the world structure, let’s just talk about China. The bones of Big Brother are all in front of us. How many lessons have been learned and how many alarm bells have been sounded?

For example, there is one item, monetization.

The Soviet Union did not enter the stage of monetization. Of course, the folks used money, but commodities were traded with each other through the organization "Economic and Interactive Conference"-how many tons of steel you give me, how many tons of wheat I give you...

This is the real economy era of barter.

Therefore, when the political power disintegrates, the monetary system cannot be supported by the state and collapses suddenly. The ruble is worthless than waste paper, and Western countries rushed into the sheepfold and looted it wantonly.

However, China learned its lesson and abolished food stamps, oil stamps and other tickets within two years of the disintegration of the Soviet Union, and the renminbi began to play a real role.

As a result, the real assets accumulated since the 1950s can be realized at once, making the total wealth according to GDP statistics soar.

What followed was the high economic growth in the 1990s—of course there were many other factors.

This is called stroking the hairy girl, ah bah, groping the hairy bear to cross the river.

Another example is on a larger level, the Soviet Union has collapsed, we are the number one socialist power, and internal and external troubles are life and death, what should we do?

"In 1992, another spring, an old man wrote poems by the South China Sea..."

………………

"Three months, three months, worth half my life experience."

In the office, Zheng Xiaolong, who just came back, was bragging to his colleagues, "It's a world of flamboyance, rich and luxurious. The streets are full of high-rise buildings, you don't need to turn off the faucet to wash your hands, you have blond hair and blue eyes, and you wear stockings with slits, huh!"

"Oh, then why didn't you strive for permanent residence?" Zhao Baogang said.

"Big brother just fell, maybe they want to attract outstanding talents from the remaining countries." Chen Yanmin said.

"Fuck, I'm afraid you'll kill me! Hurry up and come back."

"It's good to come back. You are in the wolf's den in the United States. It's better to go to Manchuria to make a fortune." Feng Pants said.

"What happened to Manzhouli?" Zheng Xiaolong wondered.

"You don't know? Maozi is crazy now, and the money over there is like waste paper and you can't buy anything. They are all crowded opposite to go to the big market."

"A telescope for a kettle, a woolen overcoat for two Erguotou, the men are all gone."

"I heard that instant noodles are the hottest thing recently. The old man in the capital is dismantling instant noodles at home. The noodles and seasoning packets are sold separately. If you encounter spicy flavors, you can earn an extra mink hat."

This kind of tedious work will continue until next year, and the magic city will mass-produce the noodles, so the men no longer need to unpack them by hand.

"..."

Zheng Xiaolong was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and at the same time he was shocked and warmed to return to Kanye's embrace.

He worked as a video store owner in the United States for three months, and he was either dating his girlfriend or chatting with foreign students all day long. Six symposiums were held back and forth to understand the real life of Chinese people.

I have a good idea in my heart, "BJ Man in New York" must be filmed.

"Old Zheng, come here."

While chatting, Director Zhao waved at the door.

Zheng Xiaolong passed by, and the two said in the corridor, "The higher-ups have informed that the big leaders will come to inspect after New Year's Day, and I plan to hold a meeting in the afternoon."

"Why are you here again? I've seen you three times."

"It means that you value us! You have experience, so you have to cooperate with me in the reception work. I understand that art is informal, but discipline must be emphasized at this time, right?"

Director Zhao showed displeasure, and said, "It's like that Xu Fei, we can see each other once a week, and he doesn't make movies, so he's clearly disorganized and disciplined!"

"Well……"

Zheng Xiaolong just had dinner with Mr. Xu yesterday, and helped smooth things over, "You misunderstood, we have already prepared a drama, this drama is very laborious, he has been preparing."

"Oh? What content?"

"A novel adaptation, about the struggle of the Chinese in the United States."

"Yo, this is good! It fits the characteristics of the times, good!"

When "Snow Mountain Flying Fox" was on the air, Director Zhao was just picking up the honor for nothing, and the model of cooperation between the two places was praised by the top. When I heard that Xu Fei was going to be filming, I immediately felt very fragrant.

Zheng Xiaolong dismissed the leader, and saw Feng Trouser winking.

"what's wrong with you?"

"Come on……"

Feng Trousers dragged him to a secluded place, and said, "After finishing "The Story of the Editorial Department", the higher-ups looked at it and said that it is not suitable for broadcast because of the sensitive season."

"Above?"

"It's mainly the opinions of the propaganda outlets in the city."

"The alley can be broadcast, but this one can't be broadcast? Why are you driving in reverse?"

Zheng Xiaolong got angry, thought for a while and said, "Well, let's send it to XX directly."

"Isn't that a leapfrog report?" Feng Pants was startled.

"It's okay, just the big leader is coming, we will ask when the time comes."

Seeing the horror on the other party's face, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, you can come to one place three times, and we can be a little unruly."

Feng Pants nodded, neither of them mentioned Director Zhao.

Ah can't be short of this group of people.

………………

Teacher Xu is shitting.

Shit in a really, really nice bathroom.

Ya squatted for a long time before coming out, her stomach was still hurting, she went downstairs amidst Mr. Xu's greetings, and squeezed through Wu Yangyang's crowd. Special special sales have stabilized, with a daily turnover of about 300,000, and it can reach 400,000 during festivals.

He went across the road to Elaine Dress.

Ge You and Xu Fan were in the store, and there was another person matching their clothes. The skin is slightly dark, combed in the middle, and looks honest and honest.

This person is Huo Jianqi, the artist of "The Great Sabbath".

He took the college entrance examination that year and was admitted to the Central Academy of Arts and Design and Nortel at the same time. Having no choice but to make a comprehensive analysis, I chose the Art Department of Nortel.

After graduation, he was assigned to Beijing Film Studio, and worked as an art designer for "The Horse Thief" and "Half Sea, Half Flame", and his attainments are quite high.

Later, he directed independently, filming "That Mountain, That Man, That Dog", "Blue Love", "Warm", "Life Show" and so on. He is a full-fledged famous director.

I couldn't keep it late, so I made a "Da Tang Xuanzang"-of course, it may be that the leader of Huang was holding back.

"Mr. Huo, what's the matter?"

"almost."

Huo Jianqi stepped aside, revealing the male and female protagonists.

Ge You was wearing a khaki cotton jacket, buttoned up, and a scarf was exposed at the neck. Xu Fan was wearing a wine-red padded jacket and beige trousers, looking youthful and beautiful.

"..."

Xu Fei watched it for a while and said, "Tell me what you think."

"The play is divided into three stages, and the relationship between the two gradually warmed up. At the airport and killing chickens at Lin Zhouyun's house, I matched them with black. When meeting in the subway and taking pictures, Ge You turned brown and Xu Fan turned purple.

In the last five days of the Spring Festival, this is the set in front of me. "

Huo Jianqi paused, and said, "You don't have a hat, it's better for Ge You to wear a hat."

"Okay, I'll add another one tomorrow."

Teacher Xu is very comfortable, the other party's aesthetic level is very high, so don't worry about it at all.

"How do you feel?"

"It's good, it's good everywhere, and the clothes are better." Ge You said.

"Well, mainly clothes." Xu Fan said.

"Don't flatter me, I'll start the machine tomorrow to see your performance. How are you preparing, Xu Fan?"

"me……"

Xu Fan had a bitter face, "You should scold me, I'm ready for this."

"Um?"

Xu Fei snorted, but said nothing.

The girl became more and more frightened, Ge You couldn't stand it anymore, and comforted him: "It's okay, we all came here like this. If you die sooner or later, you have to die at his hands."