Chapter 194 Zhongguancun Electronic Street (Fourth update)
Fang Minghua found Xichuan in the boys building of the Foreign Languages Department.
The two of them chatted for a while downstairs, naturally about poetry.
Fang Minghua encouraged him to study hard and continue to create better poems. Of course, he would never forget Haizi.
"Xichuan, what has Haizi been busy with recently?" Fang Minghua asked.
"It's still the same, taking classes, writing poems, and falling in love with girls. By the way, I like to practice qigong recently." Nishikawa said with a smile.
Huh? qigong?
Seeing the change in Fang Minghua's expression, he asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Nowadays, many people have begun to practice Qigong. It is very fashionable. It is said that it can strengthen the body and cure diseases."
"If you find a suitable opportunity, you should advise Haizi to stay away from this thing. It's not as mysterious as the newspapers make it out to be." Fang Minghua said.
Xichuan nodded, but it was obvious from his eyes that Fang Minghua didn't believe what he said.
But Fang Minghua didn't say any more.
I can only say so much.
After saying goodbye to Xichuan, Fang Minghua took the bus and rushed back to Balizhuang Guest House. He sat on the bus and watched people coming and going outside. When passing by a small square, Fang Minghua saw a group of people sitting quietly on the ground.
Practice Qigong.
Seeing this scene, Fang Minghua thought of Haizi again.
Some people say that Haizi committed suicide because of his mental condition, and the ultimate culprit was Qigong practice.
Whether this is really the case is unknown.
Hey. Fang Minghua sighed deeply when he thought of this.
After the bus arrived at the station, Fang Minghua hurried back to the guest house to pack his luggage and prepare to return to the General Political Courtyard.
A few days ago, Song Tangtang's grandfather and grandmother agreed to stay with them for two days. Now they can just wait for Li Li to complete the translation before returning to Xijing.
Fang Minghua put away his travel bag, said hello to Zhang Zhong'e who lived in the same room, and prepared to leave.
"Editor Fang, are you in such a hurry? Why don't you stay in Yanjing for a few more days?" Zhang Zhong'e said with a smile.
"I'm going to stay at my girlfriend's grandpa's house for two days and stay with him." Fang Minghua answered truthfully.
"Where is your girlfriend's grandfather's house?" Zhang Zhong'e asked curiously.
“General Political Courtyard.”
"Tsk, tsk." Zhang Zhong'e praised.
"Editor Zhang, if you come to Xijing on a business trip, you must contact me." Fang Minghua greeted.
"Absolutely."
Fang Minghua left the guest house with his travel bag, came to the bus stop, quickly squeezed into a bus and disappeared into the traffic.
Just as the No. 8 bus bound for Andri left the bus station, a Crown taxi came towards us and stopped at the door of the guest house.
Two well-mannered middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes got off the car and hurried into the guest house carrying briefcases. One of them, a thin middle-aged man, asked the waiter at the counter who was chewing melon seeds in a substandard Mandarin: " "Excuse me, madam, is there a writer named Fang Minghua living here?"
Seeing the waiter's indifferent expression, the middle-aged man immediately took out an ID from his coat pocket and handed it over.
The waiter took a look.
Passport? Foreigner?
When I opened the content again, it seemed to be Japanese text.
The waiter's attitude suddenly became enthusiastic: "Wait a moment." He immediately took the registration book and opened it. "Sir, I'm sorry, you said that Fang Minghua just finished the formalities and has left."
"Leaving? Where?"
"I don't know that. The waiter shook his head: "But there are still people in their meeting. If you ask them, maybe they know where Fang Minghua is, and I will take you to ask."
"Thank you, thank you."
Fang Minghua didn't know that there were two foreigners looking for him. He took the bus and rushed to the General Political Courtyard. After registering, he went in and arrived at Song Tangtang's grandfather's house. His grandfather had gone out for a walk, leaving only his grandmother sitting in the yard knitting sweaters in the sun.
"Minghua, are you done with the judges' work?" Grandma asked with concern.
"Yes, but I will stay with you for two more days." Fang Minghua briefly told what happened yesterday.
"You can live in peace and treat it as your own home."
Fang Minghua settled in the General Political Courtyard. Since he had no writing tasks and had nothing to do all day long, he decided to wander around.
Of course, instead of going to the scenic spot, I went to Zhongguancun Electronic Street first.
He didn't want to buy any computers. Computers are still relatively rare these days. Even if they do exist, they are only in stores that specialize in selling computers. They are not likely to appear in the hypermarkets in Zhongguancun.
Lenovo has just been established, and the famous Hanka has not yet been launched on the market. Even if you are lucky enough to have access to a computer, it is all written in English.
But my sister Fang Mingli, who is now studying computer programming at NPU, said that there is already a Chinese DOS system - what is it called CC-DOS?
However, I heard from my sister that this thing requires a very high computer, at least 320K of memory, and the 2.0 version requires at least 512K!
Fang Minghua almost laughed when he heard this bit of memory. Is this too much?
But when I heard my sister say that the Macintosh generation released by Steve Jobs in the United States had an initial memory size of only 128K, I immediately shut up.
Now Zhongguancun Electronic Street mainly sells radios, tape recorders, and some of their electronic accessories. Especially for radios, as long as you have a certain knowledge of electronics and can read circuit diagrams, you can buy some spare parts and use a soldering iron to assemble one yourself.
I heard from my sister that this is very common among college students. In particular, the male students in the class almost all assemble one by themselves. They fiddle with the antenna every day to listen to various radio stations, both domestic and foreign. "Voice of America" and "BBC" are very popular.
Fang Minghua is naturally not interested in this stuff. , he was mainly curious and wanted to feel the charm of Zhongguancun, known as "China's Silicon Valley", and buy some music tapes by the way. He planned to buy a four-speaker tape recorder.
It's okay to listen to music after get off work.
When we arrived at the Electronic Street in Zhongguancun, Fang Minghua felt a little disappointed.
There is really only one street!
The mess is no different from other streets in Yanjing, but there are many people and bustling traffic. Many people are carrying large and small bags, which are either various electronic components or pirated tapes.
Fang Minghua visited several hypermarkets and bought a lot of albums from the most popular Hong Kong and Taiwan singers, including Luo Dayou, Luo Wen, Lin Zixiang... But they were all pirated!
When Fang Minghua said he wanted a genuine song tape, the salesmen looked at him like they were aliens...
I can't afford to be hurt.
Finally, Fang Minghua bought a lot of tapes. Luo Dayou's pirated album "Zhi Hu Zhe Ye", and an album by Principal Alan Tam, which contains the classic "Love in Late Autumn" and his brother Leslie Cheung's "Monica".
It's a lot of mess.
Go back and listen slowly.
After staying in the General Political Courtyard for two days, on Sunday morning, Fang Minghua was helping Song Tangtang's grandfather trim flowers and plants when he saw a girl wearing a turtleneck red sweater hurriedly walking towards this side.
It’s Li Li.
"Minghua, complete the mission! Fortunately, you have fulfilled your mission!" As soon as the girl entered the yard, she took out a stack of manuscripts from her schoolbag and handed it to him.
Fang Minghua quickly wiped his hands and took it, and saw that the top of the first page suddenly read:
"Cloud of Poems"!
(End of this chapter)