"Crunch!"
A red and white Czechoskoda bus pulled up near the front door.
Now the Czech Republic is still in the red camp, its full name is Czechoslovak Socialist Republic. Many of the trucks and buses imported these days are produced in Eastern Europe. Skoda was later acquired by Volkswagen.
Sheng Yongzhi, a veteran reporter from China Youth Daily, squeezed out with great effort, wiped his sweat, and straightened his cotton shirt to make his clothes look neater.
He has been working at the China Youth Daily, and returned to his job when the newspaper resumed publication, but he will retire after only a few years of work. There are few young people in the newspaper office, and it attaches great importance to cultivating the next generation.
"Less than, hurry up!"
"Coming, coming!"
Yu Jiajia ran a few steps quickly and rushed closer.
She was in her early 20s, quite pretty, and had just taken over her father's position as a rookie reporter. She was holding a bag, which contained an extremely precious camera.
"Lesui, you can also ask a few questions later."
"Ah? I don't know what to ask."
"How can you be a reporter and not know what to ask? I brought you here to let you practice more, accumulate more experience, and think about it carefully."
The two of them walked for a while and arrived at the east side of the archery tower. Sure enough, they saw a tea stall with about ten people busy and many customers.
Sheng Yongzhi did not identify himself, but queued up and said, "Two bowls of tea!"
"Okay!"
"A total of four cents!"
Huang Zhanying greeted him more and more skillfully. Sheng Yongzhi picked up the big bowl and looked at it, smelled it, then took a sip and said with a smile: "Is this jasmine tea?"
"Yes!"
"The water quality in Beijing is not good, so jasmine tea does not care about water quality, so it is most suitable for setting up a stall."
"Hey, you are still an expert. Are you a native of Beijing?" Huang Zhanying chatted with him as usual.
"Well, you have so many customers every day?"
"Pretty much, more and more people know about us now, and everyone is very supportive."
Sheng Yongzhi chatted for a while, then smiled and stretched out his hand and said: "Hello, let me introduce myself formally. I am Sheng Yongzhi, a reporter from China Youth Daily. This is Comrade Yu, we are here to interview."
"Caicaicai, interview??"
Huang Zhanying was stunned and stammered: "Why are you interviewing us?"
"What interview?"
"What happened again?"
"Oh my god, China Youth Daily!"
When the friends heard it, they gathered around, shouting and being very happy. These days, print media has supreme authority, and journalists are a profession that everyone envies.
Sheng Yongzhi was experienced and controlled the situation, saying, "Who is Chen Qi?"
brush!
Twelve eyes turned to the right side of the tea stall, where a man was squatting there, holding a box and counting money.
Are you responsible for financial work?
Sheng Yongzhi thought to himself, walked over a few steps, and stretched out his hand: "Hello! Is this the letter you wrote to the newspaper?"
"Hello hello!"
"I'm so sorry that I didn't pay attention to you. I was settling accounts just now!"
Chen Qi stood up quickly, with a hint of shyness and nervousness on his face. He looked like a handsome and shy big boy. He scratched the back of his head and said, "I wrote the letter. I really didn't expect you to come for the interview."
"Your letter is very good. Can we have a casual chat?"
"well!"
The customers also became commotion.
Yo, reporter!
It’s going to be in the newspaper? Can we also be in the newspaper?
There are more people watching.
Huang Zhanying was very discerning and brought some benches. Sheng Yongzhi was not polite. He sat down and asked about the general situation and said, "Can you tell me more about the conflict that day?"
"It was the first day of opening. During the lunch break, I was eating. Suddenly I heard someone laughing. I went over and saw that it was the employees of the Second Plastic Factory. They ridiculed us for no reason and even sang
Song of Wandering, several girls cried with anger."
"What happened next?"
"Fortunately, the police comrades arrived in time and stopped them, because we are all young, the oldest is only 21 years old, and half of us are lesbians. If the police comrades had not come, we really don't know what to do, alas..."
Chen Qi answered truthfully, with a bitter look on his face: "They are full of social prejudices. Some comrades wanted to quit that day, but we had to talk hard to stay."
Why!
Yu Jiajia was moved. If she hadn't taken over, she might have been assigned to the cooperative to sew and mend.
Sheng Yongzhi then asked: "What do your parents do?"
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"At Xinhua Bookstore."
"It's a good unit, why didn't you take over their position?"
"..."
Chen Qi hesitated for a moment and said: "They want to retire early. On the one hand, I know that this is a good choice and will be of great benefit to my life. But on the other hand, I tell myself that this is actually very useless."
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"Promising?"
"Think about it, my parents are only in their forties, and they retired so early, what can they do? And I am only 19 years old, with hands, feet and education. I still have a long way to go. For my own benefit
I can't accept asking my parents to make sacrifices privately!"
Chen Qi looked determined.
Sheng Yongzhi was also moved, what a good boy!
"Most people are very kind, especially the comrades who are on business trips. They all praise our tea stall for its good layout and convenience for the masses."
“On the first day we opened, we sold more than 2,000 bowls!”
"There are too few commercial service outlets in Beijing. I think cooperatives can fill this gap, but people's ideas are difficult to change, which makes us feel somewhat inferior psychologically."
As the chat progressed, Chen Qi seemed to be no longer nervous and began to talk freely.
Sheng Yongzhi felt that it was almost done, so he gave Yu Jiajia the opportunity to ask questions. Yu Jiajia thought for a while and said, "What is your vision for the future?"
"Currently I just want to set up the tea stall. I am interested in literature and movies and want to try writing something."
"Is this the spiritual home you mentioned?"
"Yes, the spiritual home has saved my heart countless times when I was negative and gloomy. I am still full of hope for the future. I believe that young people my age will also be surrounded by flowers. I also believe that the motherland will become more and more beautiful."
The better!”
"Just like the sentence you wrote facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming?" Yu Jiajia said with a smile.
"Uh, I just wrote it all in vain!"
Chen Qi scratched the back of his head again.
Sheng Yongzhi had a good impression of this young man, who was humble, thoughtful, down-to-earth and had a bright future.
He was a very traditional intellectual, and he did not hesitate to give advice to the motivated young people. He said: "We have all read your letter and were very moved. We have decided to publish it, but the title is a little inappropriate. Although you wrote some gloomy things before
, but the back part is positive and you also said that you have the strength to keep moving forward.
It would be inappropriate to call the title "The road of life becomes narrower and narrower".
I suggest changing it to ‘How should I take the road of life?’, which is more in line with the content and can also highlight an attitude of communicating with readers.”
"You are right, it should be like this!"
Chen Qi immediately expressed his stance.
It doesn't matter what the name is, he just chose that name just to make fun of him.
Because this "How does the road of life become narrower and narrower" is an article published in "China Youth" magazine next year, describing the various glooms I encountered and the time when I was about to commit suicide.
This article was very famous and caused a national discussion at the time about the meaning of life.
But Chen Qi didn't copy it. What he wrote was actually a soft article, about giving a GG to a tea stall, setting up a plastic factory, and making a name for himself and creating a good image of a positive young man - in short, Lirensha!
"Okay, I'll go back and talk to the editor."
Sheng Yongzhi nodded, a young man who listens to advice is a good young man, and asked: "Do you want a pen name?"
"A pen name... Is it okay to bring a knife but not an umbrella on a rainy night?"
"What?"
"No, no, I can't think of a pen name. Just use your real name."
"Yeah, that's okay."
Afterwards, the two went to interview their friends.
They were very disappointed, chatting like a bunch of ducks, talking too closely, and having little practical information. In the end, Sheng Yongzhi took several photos of them and the tea stall, and waved away.
As soon as the two left, his friends surrounded him.
"Wow, we're going to be in the newspapers!"
"Chen Qi, I almost worship you!"
"You and Sister Yingzi are really talented in both literature and martial arts. With your leadership, we will definitely succeed!"
As soon as this was said, no one thought it was wrong.
Unknowingly, everyone has already acquiesced that these two people are the leaders.
Chapter completed!