As soon as the film came out, the whole theater, most of the people's mouth began to hum, ah, da, da da, daho.

Entertainment at this time was still quite scarce, and few households had TV sets. Watching movies was the only pastime for most people. Scenes of watching a movie three, five, or even ten times in a row often happened.

Most of those who hum songs should have already finished the second and third brushes.

When Nan Yi heard He Heng, he knew that this movie was impossible to watch. Sure enough, just as he expected, there was always a certain self-confidence in the movie that he had watched it a few more times and memorized the lines, and wanted to put it in Du Qiu or Mayumi.

In the scene, the lines just flowed out of their mouths.

Especially those classic lines...

"Hoho, do you have any evidence? Show it to me."

"These two people still want to kill me in Hokkaido!"

"I killed him in self-defense."

"Du Qiu, look, how blue the sky is..."

A sentence here, a sentence there, and each of them really regarded themselves as voice actors.

The movie-viewing environment was very bad, but Nan Yi and the two still insisted on watching the movie. It really didn't end. It was difficult to get out from the middle seat.

Seeing the reaction of the audience in the same row, I almost took off my glasses and hung them directly on the screen.

Nan Yi stood next to this person and looked at him. His mouth was still opening and closing. Judging from this posture, he must be reciting his lines.

With a few lines from Du Qiu, he might have photographed a mother-in-law, plus a windbreaker and a toad mirror, "Okay, let your family send someone over tomorrow to talk about the betrothal gift."

After the movie ended, Nan Yi and Xu Qian did not immediately follow the crowd to go out. They remained glued to their seats and watched the crowd rush towards the exit. From time to time, they could hear "hooligans" and "what are you touching?"

Vocabulary like.

"Nanyi, what do you think of this movie?"

"Want to hear the truth?"

"certainly."

"I can almost guess the ending after watching the beginning. The story line is too thin. Takakura Ken's performance in this film is mediocre. I can't see much of his acting skills. It's more about handsome action freeze-frames. I guess this film will be popular in Japan.

The box office must be average."

"I told you that you are different. Everyone looks at you again and again, and now you are just ordinary."

"You don't have to just talk about me. In your eyes, is this a good movie?"

"It's just average. It's better than the stereotyped ones from Shaw Brothers, but not comparable to Golden Harvest. If you have a chance to see it, I recommend you to watch "The Godfather" and "Roman Holiday."

"Okay, I will definitely watch it if I have the chance. People are almost gone, let's go too."

"Um."

After walking out of the cinema, the two of them walked on the road outside. It had snowed with white duck feathers during the day and then goose feathers at night. Yesterday, the sun was lazily enjoying the day. Today, the snow on the curbs has caked and become slick.

It's hard and will slip when people walk on it.

Xu Qian's snow boots were fine, but Nanyi's cotton shoes were in terrible condition. The water vapor had eroded the insteps, and except for the high tops, it had become wet.

Nan Yi was too lazy to pretend in front of girls and felt uncomfortable wearing it. He leaned against a tree, took off one shoe first and twisted it into a twist. The water dripped down.

After the shoes have controlled the water, it’s the socks’ turn.

After wringing it out, I didn't rush to put it on. I pinched the feet of my socks and swung them up to the tree.

When the socks were a little hot, I put them back on.

"Not bad, you are still a hygienic person, and your socks don't smell at all."

"Of course, even if you are poor, you still have to pay attention to hygiene. Let me tell you, I change my socks every day, and I also change my cotton shoes every day. Unlike some people, who don't bring their socks with them all winter.

Take off your socks overnight, and when you wake up the next day, well, the socks are already hard, and if you rub them with your hands, the smell will be gone. Also, the sheets are not washed, and they are all patinated."

"Haha!" Xu Qian chuckled and said, "I've seen it in the dormitory where it's exposed to the sun outside. I'm still curious. Who is so fashionable as to use a quilt with a flower bottom and a human-shaped edge? Only when I walked in did I know that

There is a bunch of black dirt, how dirty this body must be."

"Isn't it strange? Most men are not particular about it. Moreover, it is troublesome to take apart and wash this quilt. Not many people know how to do needlework."

"Are your feet feeling uncomfortable? How about I find a place to call the car company's taxi station and ask them to send a car to pick us up?" Xu Qian looked at Nan Yi's shoes and said.

"Forget it, it costs ten yuan to hail a taxi. My feet are not that expensive."

The car company taxi station Xu Qian mentioned is similar to a combination of taxis and car rental companies in later generations.

Just make a phone call and tell them where you are and what your name is. The taxi station will send a taxi over there. As long as the distance is no more than ten kilometers, it will cost you ten yuan.

This distance can be accumulated, that is, if you call a car over, if you are willing, you can let the driver follow you for half a day.

However, before this year, few people would hire a car. Usually people who were getting married would hire a car for the wedding. The rental price was 15 yuan each time, plus 8 yuan as wedding money.

"Nanyi, you shouldn't be short of money, right?"

"How can you tell that I'm not short of money?" Nan Yi asked with interest.

"Although you are wearing shabby clothes, I have never seen inferiority complex on your face. Especially when I see the better-dressed classmates in school, others will look at them more, but you never do.

Just like when you saw me dressed up, you didn't take a second look or express any surprise."

"You just arbitrarily conclude that I'm not short of money based on this? Maybe I just don't care about food and clothing?"

"No, you are particular about eating. You may not have noticed, but I once smelled the smell of boiled mutton, braised beef, and roast duck on you."

"Hey, you are a military dog ​​and your nose is so sharp."

"Hey, if you have a nose, you can smell it, okay? In the winter, you are wearing a cotton-padded jacket, and when the steam comes out, the smell will stick to it."

"Haha, it seems I have to be more careful in the future. Okay, I won't pretend anymore. In fact, my real name is not Nan Yi. In fact, my surname is Ying, Zhao. You can call me Zhao Yi.

I have in my hand the secret decree that my ancestor Ying Zheng left for me. As long as you support me with three thousand yuan, I can open the treasure house he left me. In the future, I will successfully restore the country and make you the prime minister."

"Really?"

"Really, are there two words engraved in the eyes when you look at me?"

"Hey, what's the word? I didn't see it."

"Forget it, it seems that you have no fate with me, the Qin Dynasty. The Prime Minister will not seal you. You still pay three thousand yuan. I will give you a Ziying sword and a red fruit. I will also send you to the Emei sect to repair the sword.

Fairy."

"Screw you, don't pretend that I haven't watched "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman" by Huanzhu Louzhu." Xu Qian said angrily.

"Oh, that's incredible. She is still a talented woman. She has read the whole book."

"I'm hungry, please buy me something to eat."

Nan Yi looked at his watch and said, "What time is it? Didn't you have lunch?"

"No."

"Okay, I'm going to risk it all today, you can tell me which store I want to go to."

"Whatever, some people say that if there is no delicious food in the capital, the only thing left is poverty and exquisiteness. I think this sentence makes sense."

"Little comrade, you are wrong. Aren't you scolding a bald donkey in front of a monk? Be careful, I will take you to eat bean juice with tripe."

"I'm not going. The bean juice smells like swill, and I can't stand the smell."

Xu Qian seemed to have smelled the smell and waved it in front of her nose with a look of disgust on her face.

It’s true that people who love bean juice don’t like it, and those who don’t know how to drink it don’t even want to hear its name. It’s an extreme polarization, and the middle answer is that it’s okay if it doesn’t taste.

"Forget it, I'll treat you to noodles with soybean paste. If your taste is bland, you can ask me to lighten the stew."

"That's fine, let's eat fried noodles."

Zhajiang noodles are a delicacy that almost everyone in Beijing likes. As long as it is a restaurant, they basically make this kind of noodles. As for whether it is authentic or not, that's about it.

As long as you make the noodles first and then the noodles, the taste will not be bad.

Soon a bowl of noodles came out, Xu Qian stirred it up and ate it.

"Well, it tastes good. I see, in this huge capital, this bowl of noodles is considered a delicacy. I'm not used to eating other dishes."

"Your ancestors are from the south, right?"

"What ancestor? My father is Hu Jianren. He went to Nanyang to join my grandfather in the 1940s."

"That's no wonder. You grew up eating Nyonya food. It's not surprising that you are not used to the food in the capital. The southerners say that the food in the north is unpalatable, and the northerners say that the food in the south is not tasty enough. The soil and water support the other.

It’s normal for your stomach not to be used to eating food from other places.”
Chapter completed!