Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

After finishing our barbecue, the bill came to 52 yuan. The two of us drank twelve bottles of beer, each costing one yuan...

Downstairs at the guesthouse.

Ulan Tana put her arm around Yang Che's neck and said, "Brother, when we go to Beijing, I'll introduce you to a girlfriend, she's incredibly beautiful."

Yang Che was so heavy he could hardly breathe.

Ulan Tana, who is 173cm tall, definitely weighs 150 pounds, while he, who is 178cm tall, doesn't even weigh 130 pounds now...

After finally getting Ulan Tana back to the guesthouse, Yang Che breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the streetlights on Yingze Street, he felt a little restless.

How pathetic, he doesn't even have a girlfriend.

Let's take a taxi home.

The yellow van has a starting price of 6 yuan, and then 1 yuan per kilometer after the first 3 kilometers.

In an era where monthly wages are around 500 yuan, that's considered quite expensive; taxi drivers are indeed making a lot of money these days.

Yang Che's home is in Shuangxi Compound, which is the staff quarters of the bus company.

Yang Che naturally couldn't take a taxi into the residential area, so he got out of the car 30 meters away from the entrance.

This is very frustrating. If the people in the community see him taking a taxi before he even starts working, then tomorrow someone at the bus company will say that Lao Yang started embezzling money after being promoted to fleet manager.

This is by no means an exaggeration.

"Hey, Xiao Che, are you going to work with your bag?"

As I approached the entrance of the residential area, an elderly woman, fanning herself with a palm leaf fan, asked me with concern. This woman's surname was Zhang, and her husband was a bus driver, so her tone inevitably carried a sense of friendliness and a touch of ingratiation.

There were four or five middle-aged women around her.

"Aunt Zhang, please sit down. The Education Bureau hasn't notified us yet."

At this moment, an elderly woman named Zhao from the finance department spoke up: "If you ask me, Xiao Che, you can draw and sing, it would be best if you joined the publicity department of our bus group. We're all our own people, why be a teacher? That's too tiring."

"that is."

"That's a good idea."

"Liu E, have your husband, Lao Xing, talk to him."

"..."

Yang Che responded with a laugh. Actually, they all had some conflicts with their parents, but it didn't really affect the younger generation. Their own parents would ask a few questions when they saw their children, and would even give them food if they were holding it.

Upon hearing that someone was introducing him to a girlfriend, Yang Che turned and left, saying, "Thank you, Aunt Liu, but I have no plans to find a girlfriend right now."

Then a chorus of disappointed voices rose from behind, clearly annoyed at losing a topic of conversation.

Yang Che's home is in Unit 2, Building 3, Room 301, a solid 76 square meters.

This residential complex is a company-funded housing project, purchased internally by employees. They moved in four years ago, and according to new regulations issued last year, they can freely buy and sell the properties after living there for another two years.

Upon entering, I saw my mother, Wang Weiqing, watching a TV series on the sofa. On the screen was the still-charming Queen of the Women's Kingdom.

Yang Che had been back in the world for twelve days after his rebirth, and he knew that the drama was called "Walking Through Liuyuan" and was an anti-corruption drama.

As for the level of censorship, there won't be any more anti-corruption dramas with characters in a "gray" situation in the future, and this drama has never been rebroadcast.

Actually, the most popular TV series right now is "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils," the version where Qiao Feng appears carrying a speaker. How popular is this series? More than 30 provincial and municipal TV stations across the country are broadcasting it simultaneously. You can hear "There are few people in the world who can fight to a draw with this humble monk" by simply pressing the remote control to switch channels. Such a phenomenon naturally attracted the attention of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television.

Then, no TV series could be broadcast like that again, and it became a common practice for four channels to broadcast simultaneously for a long time.

......

"Mom, where did Dad go?"

Wang Weiqing, sitting on the sofa, didn't even turn his head: "Where could you have gone? To drink horse piss. Why are you back so late? Have you eaten?"

Yang Che grinned, put down his bag, plopped down next to his mother, and chuckled, "I'm going to drink horse piss too."

Wang Weiqing glared at him: "Speak properly. You're about to become a teacher."

Yang Che stopped hiding it: "Mom, I'm not going to be a teacher anymore. I'm preparing for graduate school and going to Beijing."

Wang Weiqing paused for a moment, opened her mouth, smiled, and then said, "It's a good thing to continue your studies. Don't worry about things at home. Mom plans to find a job at a tailor shop, and supporting you will definitely not be a problem."

Yang Che knew that his mother was under a lot of pressure. Ever since she was laid off from the wool mill, she had been anxious. Moreover, he had been studying art, which cost more than the average person.

"Hehe, Mom, you're so great, I'm almost moved to tears."

"Tsk, so sarcastic."

"Haha, Mom, you don't need to support me. I've been writing something the past few days, haven't I? It's a movie script. I've been running around to film studios these past few days, and they want to use it. There's a reward of 3 yuan, and they'll even recommend me to study for a master's degree at the Beijing Film Academy. Oh, and they even gave me a cell phone to keep in touch."

With her curly hair, Wang Weiqing was filled with question marks and exclamation points. After a brief moment of speechlessness, she watched as her son took out a phone box and a stack of papers from his bag.

"real?"

Yang Che grinned: "Really!"

"Wow... my son, my son is amazing!"

Wang Weiqing smiled, then her lips trembled, and she burst into tears. It took her a while to calm down, and then she jogged off to make a phone call.

Ten minutes later, a handsome middle-aged man, 183 cm tall, walked into the house with a smile. He was Yang Che's father, Yang Yuanchao.

He's much more handsome and taller than Yang Che was at 46. Hmm... the blame should fall on his mother.

My parents came together during a special era. I can only say that my mother was quite bold, and she was proud of her ability to take the initiative her whole life.

After listening to his son's retelling, Yang Yuanchao was happy, but more than that, he was puzzled. However, with the 2000-yuan phone right there, he was 100% certain that his son was not the kind of person who would steal chickens and dogs.

"Dad, please don't ask around. This is an internal matter. Director Peng needs to sign his name. You understand, right?"

Yang Yuanchao suddenly realized that this made sense.

"You little brat, who do you think you are? I'm the one who taught you this trick."

Yang Che rolled his eyes inwardly. With your mediocre skills, how much bullying did I suffer as a teacher in my past life…

At this moment, his mother, Wang Weiqing, came to her senses: "Son, you want to study film?"

"hold head high."

Yang Yuanchao was more curious than puzzled: "Comrade Yang Che, when did you come up with this idea?"

Looking at his parents' fixed gazes, Yang Che said in a serious tone, "From the moment Uncle Liao said he wanted me to be his son-in-law, I decided I had to find a beautiful wife. Then I thought, there are plenty of beautiful girls in the arts, and I can write and paint, so I was born for the art of film..."

While Yang Yuanchao was still trying to determine whether his son was talking nonsense, Wang Weiqing had already given up on listening.

"Go away, I don't know when you started talking like this. You're really not suited to be a teacher, you're likely to mislead students."

In the following time, Yang Che talked about his plans: to go to Beijing to participate in the pre-production of the film, and also to prepare for the exam.

"My tuition fee is enough. I will write more scripts when I go to Beijing, so I don't need your money."

"What do you know? A poor family needs to be frugal on the road. What are your father and I saving money for? It's all for you to buy a house when you get married."

"Yeah, there's no such thing as being absolutely certain about making money. When you're out and about, you have to socialize. If you meet a girl you like, you'll have to treat her to a meal, right?"

"......"

Clearly, Yang Che's family is very harmonious, and that is indeed the case.

So Yang Che used to be very kind. Even though he knew the other party was wrong, he still subconsciously tolerated it, which turned kindness into cowardice, until it finally exploded.

A wise person once said that he was sensible from a young age, but this sensibility meant understanding other people's affairs while forgetting to love himself.

That's roughly the idea.

"Okay, okay, give me the passbook. I'll go to Beijing and buy an apartment first..."

"Comrade Yang Che, please correct your attitude."

"Get out of here!"

"....."