Chapter 10 10. Cinema
Although Jia Li and his younger sister Jia Mei were born together, their IQs definitely vary.Jammeh is a confused girl who only knows "follow the feeling".For a while, she loved tragic movies. She watched "Mom Loves Me Again" three times a week, crying to death each time. Apart from wiping her wet hands, she also brought back a voice like a bad cold. Instead of complaining about the choreographer deliberately torturing people, he even recommended Jia Li to watch the bitter show.Later, Jia Mei's hobbies changed again, and he became a pop song lover, collecting golden songs everywhere, Su Rui, Wang Jie, and Jiang Yuheng talked about it every day.Jia Li often reminded her, but this girl was still very crazy. Recently, she actually fell in love with Zuo Gela's songs.
Zuo Gela's name sounded a bit foreign and bumpy. Jia Li had seen his photos, and to tell the truth, he didn't have a good impression.The guy was thin, with a small face and single eyelids, but he looked energetic, a bit like a monkey king.Although it's not fair to judge someone by their appearance, that's the first impression. Jia Li doesn't necessarily say anything against his will to compliment the old man.
"I'm going to Zogora's concert!" Jammeh announced, "I must go!"
"Forget it," said Jarry, "he's a poor figure! Small man, small eyes..."
Jia Mei has always been infatuated, and she will not let anyone laugh at the people she admires: "Forget it, the double eyelid is beautiful, the single eyelid is smart, I like smart singers."
What logic, Jia Li thought angrily, in order to support Zogora, she didn't even consider the world trend!
Originally, this Zogora concert had nothing to do with Jarry. He admired world-class stars like Maradona; or military personnel with four-star generals; or scientists whose minds were full of data formulas. .In short, his vision was very high, and if his father hadn't intervened in this matter, he promised that within twelve hours Zogora would have been completely forgotten.
Jia Li's father is a children's literature writer. It is a hard job, and he writes and writes with his brows locked all day long.On weekdays, he has some old-fashioned ideas and doesn't approve of Jammeh's obsession with pop music.This time, in order to raise money to buy concert tickets, Jia Mei was looking for a part-time job and copying manuscripts for his father.Finally, Dad lost his position by her and went to buy a concert ticket for her himself.
"Class A!" Jammeh jumped up and down happily.
Jia Li was also happy. According to the past practice, every time his father gave Jia Mei a gift, he would never miss Jia Li.This time, Jarry figured his father might give him a ticket to a ball game, or at worst a pen that current students didn't bother to use, and it's always nice to receive gifts anyway.
Sure enough, my father stood up solemnly, as if about to perform a gift-giving ceremony: "This is a gift that will be beneficial to you all your life."
Jia Li was overwhelmed by the flattery, and stood up straight, looking at his father's posture, as if he was going to give him some precious family heirloom: a silver sword or a gold pocket watch left by his ancestors or something.Unexpectedly, my father fumbled in his breast pocket for a long time and took out a student card.
"This..." Jia Li couldn't figure out whether it meant cultural relics, "is it worth collecting?"
"Where did you think?" Dad said sternly, "Your pen calligraphy is too bad, not as good as your sister. I enrolled you in the pen calligraphy class and paid the tuition fee!"
Jerry almost fainted, he wanted to scream, and he wanted to protest bravely: he would rather his father would forget him.But the axioms of the world do not allow refusing to accept father's gift.He could only cough a few times, indicating that the gift was stuck in his throat like a fishbone.
But how could Dad understand his subtext!
Lu Zhisheng understood Jia Li's thoughts best. As soon as Jia Li finished telling the story, he began to denounce: "Nine out of ten dads in the world are biased towards girls. Alas, he doesn't let you go to the concert. your legal rights."
He sounded like a lawyer.Jia Li said, "I don't want to see that Zuo Gela!"
"No, you must get a ticket and go in a grand manner. This is the best demonstration." Lu Zhisheng said firmly.
Jia Li smiled, that's true, to be able to show off the ticket in front of the whole family, to prove that he is a character who can conquer the world, how prestige it must be!Lu Zhisheng turned out to be very wise and stupid, which is really a great discovery.
After school, the two of them hurried to the theater, but there were still plenty of tickets at the box office. When they saw the price of the tickets, the expressions on their faces became unnatural—18 yuan per ticket.God, it's unreasonable to be unreasonable. No matter whether you eat or sleep, you just listen to a few songs, but you want such a large amount of money!
"It's too expensive." Lu Zhisheng said, "I'll come back when I get rich!"
Jia Li didn't have that much money, so the two returned quickly.While walking, I regret that I forgot to curse at the pitted theater!It wasn't until after school on Saturday, at the crossroads of breaking up, that Lu Zhisheng smiled secretly and said, "Don't hate that theater. Wait for my note at noon tomorrow! I want to invite you to the concert!"
"Fuck you!" Jarry thought he was being tricked.
At noon on Sunday, Lu Zhisheng really kept his promise and slipped a note through the crack of Jia Li's house door. Make some twists and turns, satisfy the hobby.Jia Li took the note and saw that it was clearly written: See you at the gate of the theater at 3 o'clock this afternoon, please listen to Zogola's concert, see you there or not.
Lu Zhisheng has never been so generous.Jia Li dubiously called his home, but he couldn't get through repeatedly. It is estimated that the fat man had tampered with the phone: the purpose of inserting a note was to prevent Jia Li from raising objections, let alone asking him the truth.
Jerry had no choice but to meet the guy at the entrance of the theater at three o'clock in the afternoon.
Lu Zhisheng had been waiting there for a long time, and he greeted him with a smile on his face, a bit suspicious of a villain: "Hey, you can lend me Lu Zhisheng's light today. Go, go in."
Jia Li snatched the ticket, turned it over, and saw that the fare was nine cents written on it.He asked furiously, "What the hell are you doing?"
Lu Zhisheng said in an all-inclusive tone: "Don't worry, everything is on me."
After entering the arena, Jia Li felt that something was wrong. There were too many dolls in the arena, and the audience was filled with baby-like shouts of mother and father. At the beginning, the curtain slowly opened, and Jia Li just woke up like a dream, and couldn't help but lose his temper: "What international joke are you talking about!"
On stage is the puppet show Avanti!
Lu Zhisheng said slowly: "What's the hurry? This is just a prelude. After Afanti's performance, let's not go out on stage, just hide in the theater, so we can go to Zuo Gela's concert smoothly at night?"
"Are you asking me to play along?" Jarry asked with wide-eyed eyes.
"Don't be dissatisfied!" Lu Zhisheng muttered, "I don't believe you can think of a way to save money."
After finally reaching the end, the two of them slowly got up, walked slowly to the toilet as if they were afraid of stepping on ants, and stayed in that unhygienic place for about a quarter of an hour.They waited anxiously for the two pickets who cleared the venue to finish sweeping the venue and walked out before they scurried into the theater like two frightened birds.The lights in the place were all out, and it was dark and stuffy, like a large abandoned basement, suitable for secret meetings of exiles.
The two of them found a hidden corner as a base, and just sat comfortably for three or four minutes before they realized that something was wrong: first the lights at the emergency exit were turned on, and then the lights on the stage were also turned on.In an instant, they became extremely eye-catching.
"Squat down!" Jarry said. "Someone's coming in!"
"Who is so annoying!" Lu Zhisheng could only bend his legs and squat in the middle of the two rows of seats, "I want to see that guy's face clearly!"
The one who came in was a guy who likes to stand on the stage. It seems that he is a slow person who likes to dawdle.
"Hey, I can't stand it!" Lu Zhisheng said, "How many hours do you want to squat?"
"That's gotta bear!" Jerry said.
"It's easy to say. My back hurts so much, it won't cooperate!" Lu Zhisheng said with a bitter face, "I can't do anything!"
He must forget who came up with this hapless idea!Jia Li's feet were also numb—unless he had special abilities, who could squat for an hour without changing his face or heartbeat?When it came to the tongue, Lu Zhisheng couldn't hold it anymore, so he could only give up the last airs, sat down on the ground, and said, "It's as hard as a refugee!"
That guy really planned to spend his whole life; instead of leaving, he instructed the person who was lighting the lights on the top to hit a beam of blue light over, and then shone a strong yellow light on the center of the stage, making the place The two distressed people did not dare to raise their heads and restrained their breathing.
"Jia Li, your premonitions are always accurate." Lu Zhisheng's tone had completely softened, "What did you have a premonition about?"
"It's dark!" said Jarry. "A dilemma!"
Jia Li was just talking casually, but he didn't know that it was true.After the man turned off the lights on the stage, he walked off the stage and turned on all the lights in the arena at once.He said in the direction of Jia Li and the others in Mandarin with Shanghai dialect: "Both, please stand up!"
Under the light, Jia Li saw that Lu Zhisheng's face was pale with shock, slightly swollen, nervous as if meeting a ghost.
"Don't be polite, you've been squatting for two hours, and you must want to move around!" the man teased.
There are such hateful characters in the world, from the tone of his voice, he has noticed Jia Li and the others long ago, but pretended not to know, let them squat there and suffer as if they were punished, and did not come to deal with them until it was almost the beginning!
Jia Li glared at him, but he was smiling and had a very good attitude. He probably belonged to the category of "smiling tiger".
"Hand over your student ID card," he said, "according to the rules of our theater: you go to clean the toilet first, and then come to me to get your student ID card back."
Lu Zhisheng was good at contentment and didn't pay attention to personal style, so he was overjoyed and asked: "Aren't you going to bring this to school?"
"The two hours just now and the work that followed have given you enough lessons!" The man was very good at talking, and it seemed that his brain was working, "Why do you need to make the city full of storms?"
Lu Zhisheng nodded and bowed, as if he had been honored by others, and said, "Thank you! Thank you!"
"No need!" The man took their student ID cards, and changed into an indescribable tone, "It must be cleaned, the cleaning powder and the brush are by the door!"
Lu Zhisheng also planned to talk too much, but Jia Li stopped him: it would be a waste to say sweet words of intercession at this time.
There is still a lot of adult dirt in that toilet. It seems that the bastard who was fined to clean the toilet last time lacks a sense of responsibility.Jia Li and the others cleaned the windows, swept the pool, and occasionally threw the cleaning powder up, making the white powder fly around like snowflakes. Usually, they never had the opportunity to let go of their hands and combine play and work.So they held up mops and long brushes to rush and kill, very happy. Later, the audience entered the arena one after another, and occasionally some people came to the toilet, and they all gave their thumbs up when they saw them.
"This toilet is so clean!"
"Little brother, are you here to do good deeds?"
The two of them have long since become drowned chickens.Poor Lu Zhisheng, his new pair of black leather shoes were stained with decontamination powder, even so, he couldn't stop nodding and accepted all the praise.Just as they were about to clean up the mess and go to change their student ID cards, they suddenly heard Zuo Gela's singing coming from a few doors behind them. It seemed to be singing "A Good Man's Life is Safe".Lu Zhisheng leaned out the door to listen. He was so excited that he shook his head and hummed along: Now raise your glass to wish good people a safe life...
Alas, what else is there to sing when you are so depressed?Besides, two good people were caught in the toilet today, so how can we talk about the safety of the second life!Jarry threw the long-handled brush into a corner angrily, and stumbled across a crumpled handkerchief there.
"Hey, Lu Zhisheng, don't you call yourself the Living Lei Feng? Take this handkerchief to the lost and found!"
"Am I crazy?" Lu Zhisheng said, "Am I material for doing small things?"
At this moment, the person who adjusted the lights led a panicked person to rush in, and immediately asked, "Did you find anything?"
Lu Zhisheng shrugged and said, "You didn't send us to pick things up!"
Jia Li pointed to the handkerchief intentionally and mysteriously, and said, "That's the only trophy."
Unexpectedly, the man who was anxious to wipe his sweat saw the dirty handkerchief, his eyes lit up, he rushed over to grab it, and shook it away three times, heh, there was actually a big handkerchief wrapped in that handkerchief that was wrinkled like old cloth. Pure gold ring.The man was so excited that he was incoherent, repeatedly saying that it was an ancestral ring, he took it off and wrapped it in a handkerchief when washing his hands, but unexpectedly forgot to take it out.He also said while blaming himself for being confused. Fortunately, his boss was not there, otherwise he would never have been entrusted with important tasks in the future!What's particularly exciting is that he called the person who adjusted the lighting "Manager Liu".
"Are you really the manager?" Lu Zhisheng tried to talk, "No wonder you have a level."
Manager Liu smiled and said, "You guys are also very good at cleaning. You used up five kilograms of cleaning powder in one go!"
The two took their student ID cards and turned around in a guilty conscience, as if they were afraid of making them pay for the loss of the cleaning powder.Stepping out of the theater gate, Jia Li and Lu Zhisheng just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but they suddenly turned into wooden chickens: Jia Mei and Lin Xiaomei, the most famous artistic girl in the school, stood on the steps outside the theater arm in arm, like A low wall blocked the way.This exposure was so thorough that there was no chance to avoid it.
"How did you make such a ghostly look?" Lin Xiaomei raised her crooked eyebrows high, expressing her astonishment.
"Oh, there are some official duties to be done!" Jia Li fought his back in embarrassment, "It's helping others... to work!"
"That's right!" Lu Zhisheng echoed.Two feet stand on tiptoe, reaching to the heels alternately, and wipe the upper of the shoe on the trouser leg.
Lin Xiaomei looked at them from head to toe with cold eyes. She is the kind of girl who never gives up finding fault with others.Sure enough, she clapped her hands, bent over and smiled, "Oh, two dogs in the water!"
Jerry really wanted to quarrel with her, because boys don't have to be girls' slaves.But today he was too lazy to worry about it, so he could only drag Lu Zhisheng and flee all the way.After the anger subsided, I secretly admired Lin Xiaomei for her good Chinese language skills. In all fairness, the description of "a dog in the water" is indeed very realistic.
Lu Zhisheng is worthy of being a fat man with a swollen face. He yelled that he was wronged all the way, saying that he regretted it to death. He should have sent the handkerchief to the lost and found at that time, so that he could get a famous hero. This time, the opportunity to take the lead slipped away in vain.Jia Li didn't bother to talk to him, ran home and stripped off his wet clothes, and just changed into clean clothes.Suddenly, a piece of paper flew into the crack of the door with a "swipe".
I unfolded it and saw that it said: Jia Li, please cooperate, I decided to write a letter of praise for myself--write it in the tone of the manager, try to be as subtle as possible, and send it to Mr. Cha tomorrow !
Jia Li decided to teach Lu Zhisheng, who wanted fame and fortune, a lesson!He rushed to Lu's house and wanted to go to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, but unexpectedly, he was in vain.God knows where Lu Zhisheng went to stuff the note again, Jia Li had no choice but to leave a note: I have cooperated with you, and handed over your note to Mr. Cha for special notice.
Within an hour, Lu Zhisheng rushed to Jia Li's house as if a disaster was imminent. He first said something ugly, blaming Jia Li for not being friends enough, like a traitor, and then he kept congratulating himself that he hadn't sent the forged letter. letter of commendation.Jia Li remained calm, he liked to see Lu Zhisheng yelling anxiously.After the brother left, he took out Lu Zhisheng's note from his pocket and threw it away.He wouldn't do such ridiculous things!
The manager Liu of the theater is really a rare kind gentleman, he is very loyal, he still remembers Jiali and his name and their school!On Tuesday afternoon, Jia Li and Lu Zhisheng received two concert tickets from him, Zuo Gela's. It is particularly worth boasting that there are two words prominently printed on the back of the tickets: coupons.
Lu Zhisheng smiled brightly, "If you send another commendation letter, it will be a match!"
"Forget it." Jia Li laid an ambush in the words, "Stop coming up with crooked ideas!"
Lu Zhisheng was not a fool, he hurriedly asked: "Have you handed over that note? It made me dream of Teacher Cha chasing me for two nights, and my father said I lost weight!"
Jarry put his hand on his friend's shoulder and said, "Am I that kind of person?"
Lu Zhisheng was brooding.At the crossroads of breaking up, he quickly stuffed a note, and I don't know when he wrote it by hand. He is really talented in this area.Jarry didn't even look at it, because there was definitely a vicious swear word in there--you can't write beautiful lines when you're angry.Afterwards, Lu Zhisheng learned that his talent had been wasted in vain, he sighed deeply, and said something Jia Li could only wish for:
"I'll never leave you a note again!"
When Jia Li received the coupon, he was the first to think of restoring his influence in front of his younger sister. He had always regarded his sister Jia Mei's admiration as extremely important.But as soon as he mentioned the word theater, Jia Mei fell silent and looked over with a look of pity, as if looking at a good man who had gone through ups and downs.It seemed that the girl was convinced that he played a ridiculous role in the theater, and that he could not escape being punished for hard labor.Jia Li couldn't stand her straight eyes, and the sincerity of his own people revealed there, so he couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart, and he didn't dare to make any fakes to change its color.What's more, if he blows it up again, he will definitely reveal more unsightly flaws, even if he puts all the responsibility on Lu Zhisheng, it will be useless--it's nothing to be proud of being a weak brother who has been duped!
He can only keep the stubs of the coupons and plant a foreshadowing. Maybe on this day next year, we can hold a "one-year anniversary of good people and good deeds".Jammeh's memory is not very good, at that time, you might as well skip cleaning the toilet and focus on the brilliance of the theater manager sending coupons... …