Chapter 507 The Ice Rink in Shichahai
On the last night of the 1980s, snowflakes fell all night long.
The next morning, Fang Minghua got up and stood by the window of the hotel, seeing a vast expanse of white outside.
The contents of the Youth Entrepreneurship Conference are all over. The writers exchange New Year greetings with each other and then go their separate ways.
Fang Minghua said goodbye to his friends and was not in a hurry to return to Xijing. He wanted to visit Song Tangtang's grandmother and grandfather in the General Political Courtyard, which was a must every time he came to Yanjing.
The other thing is to take a look at the courtyard house in Shichahai.
He rushed to the General Political Courtyard with his travel bag, met two old people and had a meal at noon, and Fang Minghua decided to go to Shichahai.
Entering the courtyard of my house deep in Liuya Hutong, the original colorful flowers of summer have long disappeared and are also covered with snow, but there is a wintersweet planted in the corner that is in bloom and has a subtle fragrance.
Stepping on the snow, Fang Minghua walked around in a big circle and saw that the door and window of the room where Wang Zi lived in the east wing were closed. However, he saw a pair of footprints in the snow from the door to the door. It was estimated that the girl had gone out.
In the other rooms, he opened the door with the key and looked around. He found nothing strange, and Fang Minghua left quietly.
Standing at the entrance of the alley, Fang Minghua was a little confused, and finally decided to walk along Shichahai.
Shichahai is a bit desolate in winter. The lotus leaves that filled the pond in summer have disappeared, and the remaining lotus and dead branches in winter also look unique.
There are not many tourists in the park, and it seems a bit deserted. I don’t know which child is singing a song:
Let us paddle the oars
The boat is pushing Open Waves
The beautiful white pagoda is reflected on the sea
Surrounded by green trees and red walls
The singing is very cheerful.
But Fang Ming looked at the empty lake and felt a little sad as he listened.
Maybe we can never go back to that era, right?
Shichahai is deserted everywhere, but one place is bustling with activity.
Shichahai Ice Rink.
This place often appears in Yanjing's film and television dramas. The heroes and heroines of TV dramas such as "Where Dreams Begin" and "Blood Romance" all met, knew each other and fell in love from the Shichahai Ice Rink. The scene of Liu Ye skating at the Shichahai Ice Rink was also shot here during the hit movie "Old Paoer".
Fang Minghua walked over and saw that there were many people in the entire ice rink. Adults and children were all wearing thick cotton coats and hats and gloves, playing on the ice.
The most popular songs of this year are also played:
Our Asian mountain is like a high head
Our Asian river is like a stream of hot blood
"Asian Heroes", the promotional song for the 11th Asian Games to be held this year.
Fang Minghua did not go down, but stood on the shore and watched.
A girl wearing a yellow ski sweater, a fan knitted hat and a red scarf, wearing shoes with skates, shuttled among the crowd, leaving a silver bell-like laughter.
Fang Minghua looked carefully, with a smile on his face.
It turns out to be Wang Zi who lives in his courtyard.
After skating a few times, the girl seemed to notice Fang Minghua standing on the shore. She immediately slid in an arc and stopped in front of Fang Minghua, blessing him happily.
"Uncle Fang, Happy New Year!"
"Happy New Year! Getting up so early?" Fang Minghua said with a smile.
"I like skating when I get up early!"
Huh?
A southern girl likes skating?
"Teacher Fang, can you skate?" Wang Zi asked.
Fang Minghua smiled and shook his head: "You go ahead and skate, I just want to take a look."
"Teacher Fang, wait a minute, I'll go skate two more laps to find you." After saying that, the girl started to increase her strength and skated around the rink again, as light as a swallow.
Fang Minghua put his hands in his pockets and stood on the shore watching quietly.
After a while, the girl slid over again, carefully took off the skates on her feet and put them in her net bag.
"Teacher Fang, you attended the literary night of the concert at the Material Auditorium last night." Wang Zi said.
"How do you know? It didn't appear in newspapers and TV so soon, right?" Fang Minghua was a little surprised.
"I went to see it last night, and I saw you were the first one to appear."
Oh.
This party is open to the public.
"How was it? How was the party?" Fang Minghua asked.
“This is the first time I have seen so many writers gathering together. Although I couldn’t see clearly from the back, I was very happy,” the girl said.
This is true.
Fang Minghua nodded slightly. This kind of literary evening is almost unique.
Strong writers in their prime in their thirties and forties have emerged together, appearing "on the same horizon"
"But."< br>
"But what?" Fang Minghua asked curiously, looking at the girl's hesitant expression.
“Why do I feel like this party is saying goodbye to an era.”
Fang Minghua laughed.
This girl talks really interestingly.
It does look a bit like it.
Does the director really have this idea?
Unknown.
The two walked and chatted, and soon left Shichahai.
"Uncle Fang, let me ask you a favor." Wang Zi said.
“What are you busy with?”
"Follow me back to the courtyard. You'll know then."
What's the matter? Make it mysterious.
Fang Minghua followed Wang Zi back to his courtyard and entered her room.
The girl put down her skates, took out a book from the bookshelf and handed it to Fang Minghua.
"Uncle Fang, please sign your name for me."
Fang Minghua took a look.
It turned out to be "Skywalker"!
Published?
It seems that Shu Bin acted quickly.
“The day before yesterday when I was on my way from get off work, I went to Xinhua Bookstore. I saw this poster posted on the wall outside and bought it. When I met you today, you asked me to sign it.”
"No problem!"
Fang Minghua picked up the pen on the desk and signed his name on the title page of the book.
“Thank you.”
The girl put the book away carefully.
“Uncle Fang, it’s almost lunch time, I’ll treat you to dinner.”
"You're welcome, I'm going back to the General Political Courtyard." Fang Minghua declined with a smile.
"What did you promise me? You forgot that you came to Yanjing last summer and said that if my novel was published and I received royalties, I would treat you to dinner if you came to Yanjing!"
< br>Oh, by the way, that's what happened.
"Uncle Fang, my novel has been published in "Yanjing Youth", look!" The girl happily pulled out a magazine from the bookshelf, opened it and handed it to Fang Minghua.
It is the book "La La La".
Last year in Xijing, Song Tangtang bought it for Fang Minghua to see.
"Wang Zi, I have already read your novel in Xijing. It is well written. Keep up the good work!" Fang Minghua encouraged.
"Thank you, can I treat you this time? I'll treat you to KFC!" Wang Zi said again.
KFC?
The year before last (1987), the first KFC in mainland China opened near the Qianmen of Yanjing, and the incident was even reported on TV and newspapers.
People are flocking to eat it, but I heard the price is not cheap.
The cheapest set meal costs eight yuan. This was still the price in 1987. I don’t know how much it has increased now.
For Fang Minghua, this amount of money is nothing, but he knows how much Wang Zi can earn in a month as a hotel waiter?
The manuscript fee is only a few dozen dollars.
Living in the capital is not easy.
What's more, prices are so high now, and Wang Zi likes to read, so a lot of books in the house cost a lot of money.
Don’t go, you will let the girl down.
(End of this chapter)