1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 77 Hot (Fourth update, please subscribe first)

Hubei Institute of Arts.

Professor Tong fiddled with the radio amidst the puzzled gazes of his children, and soon a familiar song came out.

"Lao Tong, this song is nice. Did you produce it with the young man you mentioned last time?"

The wife came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and said gently.

"Yeah, that guy is a writer! He will definitely be famous in the future. Look, the songs he wrote are already popular now!"

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Xinhua Bookstore on Jiefang Avenue.

Early in the morning, clerk Mao Aiqun brought his son, who was on vacation, to work in the bookstore.

Because Mao Aiqun was busy with work and her husband also had to go to work, there was no one to take care of her son at home, so she had no choice but to bring her son to the bookstore.

Fortunately, her boss didn't mind, which made her feel relieved. In fact, many of her colleagues' children were playing and reading in the bookstore's special lounge.

"Go play with your brothers and sisters."

Mao Aimin arranged everything for his son and started working in the bookstore immediately. During those days, many students from schools were on vacation and had nowhere to go at home, so some students all ran to the bookstore.

Mao Aiqun was busy running around and finally finished today's affairs. He wiped the sweat off his forehead. At this time, the leader came over with a radio.

She thought to herself, could it be that this was a reward for my hard work?
The next second, the leader's words shattered her fantasy, "Comrade Mao Aiqun, please help me change the channel to Hubei Music Radio Station."

"oh oh."

Mao Aiqun pouted, thinking that the leader was going to give it to him!
I touched the radio and felt its hard metal texture, which was enviable.

Mao Aiqun found the channel number skillfully, and soon, smooth music came out from the speakers.

The leader nodded with satisfaction: "This is it, the song I heard at the performance last night!"

When Mao Aimin heard about the performance, she couldn't help but show envy in her eyes. She had heard from several leaders in the institute that last night's performance was very good, with skits and ballet, which was a rare thing!

Several sisters-in-law were saying that the stockings on the dancers’ legs were beautiful!

Unfortunately, she and her husband were not of high enough status to be qualified to watch the performance. They could only hear about it from others and get a glimpse of it.

After changing the channel, the leader turned up the volume of the radio, and suddenly the whole bookstore could hear the pleasant music. Then he left, humming Xiao Fang with his hands behind his back as if sharing his success.

"This old man, he was just reading a book, but he even played some music. He really showed off!"

Mao Aiqun looked at his leader's back, muttered something, and then went back to work on his own.

"crunch..."

The shop door opened and a young couple came in. They were Liu Xiaoli and Cheng Kaiyan. They took pictures on the street for a while and finished a roll of photos.

Cheng Kaiyan thought that bookstores were good places to take pictures, so she suggested going to Xinhua Bookstore to take the pictures and buy a few books at the same time, so the two of them came.

"Sister Aiqun! Good morning!"

Liu Xiaoli walked into the bookstore with brisk steps and waved to Mao Aiqun with a smile.

"It's you! Xiaoli, good morning, good morning. What book do you want?"

Mao Aiqun looked at Liu Xiaoli with surprise. He met this female comrade when he bought books last time.

The two had a pleasant exchange about the book "Submarine at Night" written by a children's writer named Cheng Kaiyan.

In addition, Liu Xiaoli and her friends often came to buy books, so the two became familiar with each other.

"No need, Sister Aiqun, we just came in to take a look."

Liu Xiaoli glanced at the radio on the table, which was playing the song she sang, and suddenly she felt a strange feeling.

Hmm...it's very interesting.

This is a different feeling from singing on stage, it’s quite novel.

"Okay, I won't greet you. I'm still busy!" Mao Aiqun glanced at Cheng Kaiyan beside him with his eyes widened.

Wow! Xiaoli's boyfriend is so handsome! I guess I don't need to introduce her to anyone.

Cheng Kaiyan, who was holding a camera, gently bumped Liu Xiaoli's shoulder and whispered in the girl's ear: "Listen, the song you sang is playing on the radio. How about it? Don't you feel a sense of accomplishment?"

Liu Xiaoli raised the corner of her mouth and ignored the man, knowing that he just wanted to tease her, and then pulled him inside.

There were a lot of people in the bookstore. Judging from their clothes, they were basically students and educated young people who were on vacation at home.

They could also hear the two talking as they passed by.

"What's the name of this song? It sounds like it has a story to it."

"Didn't you hear clearly just now?"

Two female students, about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing big cotton-padded jackets, were leaning against the bookshelf and talking in low voices about the song "Xiao Fang" that they heard in the bookstore.

Cheng Kaiyan and Liu Xiaoli looked around and saw that many educated young people, after listening to the song and the announcer's introduction, were enthusiastically discussing the story between Xiaofang and her husband who abandoned his wife and children in the bookstore.

While everyone was discussing the song Xiao Fang, they couldn't help but feel sincere anticipation and curiosity about the work "Fragrant Grass" written by Cheng Kaiyan.

What kind of good work can produce such a good song?

What kind of touching work can give birth to such a touching song?

“How is it? Do you feel a sense of accomplishment when you see others discussing your work?”

Liu Xiaoli raised the corner of her mouth slightly, stood on tiptoe and whispered to Cheng Kaiyan's ear teasingly.

"Okay, you've also become a bad person, right? You've become a teasing person!"

Cheng Kaiyan pointed at her mouth and said unwillingly.

"Humph! You, the governor, are allowed to set fires, but I am not allowed to light lamps!"

The two of them were arguing, neither of them willing to give in.

At this time, the music ended and the announcer Lao Zeng began his introduction and thoughts on the song.

After hearing this, the young people in the bookstore ran to Mao Aiqun to ask.

"Comrade clerk! Excuse me, do you have a novel called Fang Cao?"

"Comrade clerk, give me ten copies of the herb!"

"Fangcao? Are you talking about the former Jiangcheng Literature and Art? We have some. They have a lot of books piled up here. Would you like to take a look?"

Mao Aiqun was stunned for a moment, then pointed at several piles of books on the ground and said.

A few young people excitedly took a few books and flipped through them, but they didn't see what they wanted, so they said:
"It's not this fragrant grass, it's a book called Fragrant Grass, written by an author named Cheng Kaiyan?"

"Oh! I know this writer. He wrote a novel called "Submarine at Night" in the children's literature magazine! I even wrote him a letter before. It was great."

When Mao Aiqun heard the name, he was shocked and said quickly.

"Forget it, forget it...Really? Quick! Give me a children's literature!"

“I want one too!”

"I, I, I want ten!"

The young people raised their hands and spoke with great enthusiasm.

Seeing this, Cheng Kaiyan and Liu Xiaoli, who were not far away, hid in the corner of the bookstore and took a few photos of the bookstore.

Afterwards, he hid his achievements and fame, and left when his work was done.

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