Great Power

Opening a letter of introduction is a bit of a hidden danger for the private use of public tools. The crime can be determined by the use of power for personal gain. This is still a crime of speculation, and according to the people's concept at this time, another disturbance of the socialist economy The order is serious, and when it is said that it is small, it can be regarded as never happened if no one asks it.

Although referring to the previous masters and apprentices, half of the profits have been determined to be used for project research, the introduction letter with the stamp is also very simple to write, most of the format is the same. Your organization contact XX business, please contact for assistance is hope.” As for the salute at the beginning and the end, it is just a rhetoric. Of course, the most important thing is the big round stamp on the name of the end unit.

Ye Minde, as the deputy dean in charge of postgraduate teaching in the college, wanted to use the chapter to open his mouth, but Zheng Jianguo did not directly respond. According to his idea, once he took the letter of introduction, he left it in the cinema. My son, I don’t know what disgusting things will be caused by someone who is thinking about it. What he wants to do is speculation. At this moment, he already faintly felt that the consequences of getting the letter of introduction might be serious, and he immediately said:" I'll try it."

Seeing Zheng Jianguo's posture that he was about to hit Nanshan Mountain, Ye Minde labelled him "beginning to swell", and he didn't go to climb the mountain with a ready-made access road. This was already "not listening to the old man" in the eyes of the old man. which performed.

Zheng Jianguo went out with the money, and sent away half of the snake, Ye Zhenkai: "I'm going to the Red Star Cinema, you go to Brother Shen and Sister Tao, and let them see how many movie theaters around the college hold Japanese movies. Zhou, come back before noon and tell me."

"Be careful on the way with your money."

After Ye Zhenkai told him to go to the academy, Zheng Jianguo felt the money in the trousers sleeves in the socks. At this time, the largest RMB in circulation was ten yuan, so the thickness of one thousand yuan is comparable to the 10,000 yuan in memory. Old thick stack.

Ye Zhenkai was a little nervous, because he knew that Zheng Jianguo had money, but the latter did not have his vigilance. Before going out, he changed the socks that reached his calf, just to put the money in and put it against his legs.

Transferring from Xueyuan Road to Red Star Cinema, Zheng Jianguo saw the crowds at the theater gate before he got off the bus. When he got off the bus with the passengers next to him, he was vaguely asking about movie tickets: "Youth has bought it." Is it? Someone collects 3 cents—"

"I make three cents—"

"You're a messy price—"

The noise came and went one after another. Zheng Jianguo took a look and saw that the people who lined up to buy tickets were almost on the main road. If he didn't know that these people bought today's movie, he would immediately turn around and get in the car and leave. I entered the ticket gate with a slightly worried mood. There was half an hour before the start of the morning movie. Many staff wandered around the ticket gate, looking at the nearest young girl and beckoning: "Hello, comrade."

"Hello, comrade, what's the matter?"

The girl looked at Zheng Jianguo, wearing a blue long gown and black trousers with double-layered shoes. She looked almost like the elderly cadres, but she looked at his young face and different from others. With human tolerance, his gaze fell on the drawing board in front of him, and a thought flashed through his mind: "Ask the movie of this week?"

"I want to buy some movie tickets for these two films in advance. I don't know what procedures our theater needs?"

Zheng Jianguo's probing hand pointed to the pictorials of the two films "The Hunt" and "Wangxiang", and saw that the girl had turned around and shouted: "Brother Li, this comrade wants to buy some tickets for Japanese movies——"

"Oh, comrade, do you really want to buy? Which unit is from?!"

As the girl's yelling spread, the eyes of the people next to Zheng Jianguo also fell on Zheng Jianguo, and a middle-aged man walked out of the staff at the ticket gate. He was not tall and slightly thin, and his cheeks were yellow and looked tapered. Feeling sick, Zheng Jianguo ignored the concerns of other people next to him. Instead, he took out his student ID and asked about the movie week: "Since it's movie week, it should be a cutscene, right?"

"Graduate student of Qi Provincial Medical College--this comrade, can we say it inside?"

The middle-aged man took the student ID and looked at it. He didn't expect to see the postgraduate three characters when he thought he was a college student. He turned around and pointed to the entrance with a face full of surprise, Zheng Jianguo nodded and followed inside. The middle-aged man was already suspicious and asked: "Comrade graduate student, how many movie tickets do you want to buy? Oh, you are only 16 years old—a 16-year-old graduate student? Are you the youngest graduate student?"

"Yes, comrade, do we pre-sell movie tickets?"

Zheng Jianguo’s student ID has his major and age. This slow brain transfer has made him a little disappointed with his name. He immediately smiled and said, "My classmates and I want to learn--"

"Welcome, welcome, and welcome you and your classmates to study. Our cinema is lined up for the movie week next week. I wonder how many classmates of you are ready to watch it?"

The surprised middle-aged man turned red for some reason. After handing him the student ID, he looked at the door and Zheng Jianguo knew that he should make a long story short: "There are probably a few hundred people, but I saw it in batches. How many copies can we sell here?"

"How many more will be sold? Now, as long as there are pre-orders, I will sell them, Lao Miao, I will take this comrade to the ticket office. You look at the door."

The yellow face of the middle-aged man suddenly became a little rosy, and he yelled at the door and led Zheng Jianguo to the small door next to him, and said, "Xiao Zhu, this comrade wants to buy a movie ticket for the little devil. By the way, comrade graduate student, What time are you planning to buy?"

"Well, aren't many people watching Japanese movies?"

It took a long time for Zheng Jianguo to ask his doubts. He had this idea yesterday when he heard the scalper at the door talk about it. With the addition of what he had heard and seen before, he couldn't believe it: "So why Foreign—"

"Foreign countries have to look at which country, little Japanese devils, hum."

In the ticket office, the girl named Xiao Zhu quickly picked up her mouth when she heard it. The middle-aged man couldn’t help but smiled bitterly: “These little devils made such a big murder back then, and now they want to show their movie again. Tickets are not easy to sell, but considering that the ostentation is requested above, we can only find a way to send—"

The middle-aged man has a look you know, and Zheng Jianguo understands what's going on. The movie that hasn't been released has encountered a legacy problem-the word boycott is not unfamiliar in his memory, on the contrary, it happens every so long. I popped up once, but I didn’t expect this to happen to me. Thinking about the money prepared in the two stockings, I immediately smiled brightly on his face: "Our classmates can’t get one piece in class during the day. From 13:00 on Wednesday to the evening, 100 tickets per show—"

"One hundred per game from 13:00?"

Xiao Zhu turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man beside him. The latter nodded calmly, then stood up and pulled out a big box from the cabinet next to him. He turned his head and looked at Zheng Jianguo inquiring. He opened his mouth and said: "There are 4 games from 13:00 to 20: 400 tickets?"

"Yes, we have already divided it up. If there are 400 people a day, it will be exactly 2,000 people in five days and some family members."

Zheng Jianguo watched Xiao Zhu take out the promissory note from the big box and said, ignoring her with a surprised look at the ticket book in his hand and said: "This ticket is much more beautiful than the one outside."

"Ah, yes, it is more prettier than the outside. This time the film week is more important. It is necessary to use the largest movie theater to arrange the film and have the tickets printed by the printing house."

The middle-aged man said in surprise and glanced at Zheng Jianguo, and finally looked at him up and down, and continued: "Comrade graduate student, you, have you brought so much money?"

"Take it."

Zheng Jianguo said that he turned his back in the ticket office to take the money at his ankle, and listened to Xiao Zhu's voice inside as if he couldn't hold back his voice and said: "Brother Li, sold so many in one shot, but we--"

Before Xiao Zhu finished speaking, he lost his voice. Zheng Jianguo knew what was going on in the movie theater, so he went to the ticket office directly with the money. He only felt that this opportunity was a coincidence: "Brother Li, this is 600 yuan for two thousand copies of "The Hunt" and two thousand copies of "Wang Xiangxiang"-or, give me two hundred more for those two games at night?"

"Okay, Xiao Zhu first give the graduate student the middle position."

Hearing that there are more than two hundred, the middle-aged man frowned and said that he had been doing this for more than ten years, and there were so many scalpers at the door walking around, so he regarded the two hundred more that Zheng Jianguo asked for. He took advantage of his small actions when buying tickets for the unit. Although he didn't know what the purpose was, he was immediately unhappy in his heart. After speaking, he raised his foot and went out.

"Do you want to resell when you want someone to watch it?"

As the middle-aged man left, Xiao Zhu, who had counted the money, raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Jianguo. A smile appeared on the small round face, just remembering that these movies might not be watched by anyone, so he immediately counted the tickets for him. : "Little Devil's movie, I'm afraid that no one will watch—"

"Well, thank you."

After Xiao Zhu had counted the movie tickets and handed it in, Zheng Jianguo's big stone finally landed. He turned around and looked at the door and began to let people into the door. He felt that it would be good to reveal something to this person: "You want to see what is happening now. What is this like? Let’s watch "The Hunt". Do you want to know the suffering of Japanese female prostitutes? Let’s watch "Wang Xiangxiang"."

Xiao Zhu is a girl. She naturally does not care about the suffering of Japanese prostitutes. However, whether it is a boy or a girl, she is still curious about what it is like to be abroad at this time. In previous reports, she used the term "deep water" to describe , So a few days later, when the first "The Hunt" was screened on October 23, 1978, she quietly entered the theater that could accommodate more than six hundred people.

Before the broadcast, the lights were bright in the theater. Xiao Zhu watched sparsely and sat down. No one-third of the theaters casually found a seat to sit down. Soon the lights went out and the screen appeared on the screen, just with the sound of high white heads. After the mountain scene, accompanied by the unheard-of rhythm of the music, an incredible perspective appeared: "These are high-rise buildings?!"

On the large screen, a building of unknown height stood proudly among the many small buildings. At this time, as the producer’s name Nagata was flashed by, a dense crowd appeared on the street one after another, Xiao Zhu She was frightened at once, she had never seen so many people crowded in a street like this, not to mention that as the camera zoomed in, a woman with a perm and a man with long hair made her almost unable to believe her eyes. How can you keep the short hair that a woman has?!

"Jianguo, you said that if I keep this hairstyle--"

In the dark theater, Ye Zhenkai, who had watched it three times, looked at the fleeting long-haired man and said that Zheng Jianguo, who was sitting next to him, stared at the screen without turning back to find the policeman's red skirt girl. : "The teacher will personally scrape you a clean egg."

"Really, the evil capitalism—"

To the right of Zheng Jianguo, Shen Yunhui stared at the slim figure of the red skirt girl with a pair of big eyes, and Tao Ye next to him had a pair of eyes on the screen, as if he had no reaction to the conversation of the three. .

"Don't talk, watch a movie!"

There was a faint humming sound from behind the four. Zheng Jianguo turned his head and saw that several people were staring at him. He felt as if he was guilty of public anger. Then someone next to him murmured: "Don't make noise and don't know? Really low quality. , Haven't seen a movie?"

Four or five days have passed since "The Manhunt" was released, and Zheng Jianguo has watched it several times. This is not to say that the movie tickets in his hand have not been sold out, and no matter how tight the tickets have opened, they have not been sold. Maybe it was in his own hands.

Of course, this situation only appeared at the beginning. For the four theaters for four consecutive days, two hundred movie tickets were taken for four shows every day, which is 12,800 tickets worth 1,920 yuan. Originally, he thought that the heat would only break out on the third day. Unexpectedly, the ticket price was spotted by the scalpers on the first day, and it went directly from 1.5 cents to 50 cents, and the next day, it was one piece-it is said that the movie There are nice close-up shots inside.

Triggered by the legendary close-up, the ticket price on the third day rose to RMB 1,500. Unfortunately, Zheng Jianguo's ticket for this day was sold at 80 cents on the second day, and the ticket for the fourth day was on the third day. Tian sold it at a price of one yuan, but the price at the door of the movie reached one yuan.

On the fifth day, there was news that the film would no longer be shown after the end of the film week. The retail price of the ticket price directly exceeded two yuan under the turbulent crowd. Zheng Jianguo, who was paid at the right time, still sold at the price of one yuan and five. On the fifth day of my son, he even sold all the tickets for tomorrow. When he was in a good mood, he took the three tired days to watch a movie and relax.

According to Zheng Jianguo’s appreciative ability, the film "The Hunt" is not as profound as the next door "Looking for the Land". The latter reflects the Japanese culture under the nationalism with the tragic life of a female prostitute, and has a strong reality criticism. Significance and shocking appeal, of course, the smooth back of the heroine is what attracts the attention of many audiences at this moment. It is like the incarnation of Bai Fumei in "The Hunt" to save the framed heroes.

If "The Legend of the Sea Country" has made domestic elites re-understand the world, then it is composed of modern high-tech products such as toad mirrors, windbreakers, leather jackets, gents, oily hair, ties, flower eyes, toilets, SLR cameras, and private jets "The Hunt" opened the eyes of the domestic public for the first time, and even reconstructed the world outlook and values ​​of life.

At this moment, Zheng Jianguo's attention is also wandering on the pilot sunglasses on the face of the protagonist Du Qiu and the windbreaker on his body. Most people think that the toad mirror was brought in by the American drama "People from the bottom of the Atlantic", but few people. You will know that the protagonist who really caused the trend is Mr. Takakura Ken on the screen at this time. The reason is that there are more people who can watch TV dramas than people who watch movies, and this time Toad mirrors have not become popular even if they are not available in China.

Of course, this happened in Zheng Jianguo’s memory. He can now focus on a man, and it’s not that this idol and male god of countless Chinese is too attractive: "Brother Ye, if someone sells a toad mirror for five yuan Can you buy it?!"

"Buy—"

After Ye Zhenkai returned subconsciously, he remembered that his voice was a little high, and turned his head and almost lay on Zheng Jianguo: "Jianguo, do you know where it is sold?"

"Speak down!"

"Do you still let people see you like this?"

"Don't watch the fuck~"

"Unbeaten!"

Ye Zhenkai, who provoked the anger one after another, watched Zheng Jianguo slip under the seat, and then vaguely heard a voice coming from behind: "It's not this, it should be still in the front——"

Zheng Jianguo, who had slipped under his seat, raised his head slightly, and watched three or four flashlights at the back of the cinema. Five or six people were looking for someone in the aisle. He immediately jumped out of his vigilance: "Throw away all your movie tickets. ?"

"Throw it~"

Ye Zhenkai, Tao Ye, and Shen Yunhui nodded together. The movie tickets were waste paper after the opening, plus Zheng Jianguo had told him early, and he immediately thought of something and said: "The money is also put away, so that no one else can find it. ."

"That's good. If you are looking for us, just do as I said. Whoever becomes a traitor, don't blame me for making trouble for him. Keep watching the movie."

Zheng Jianguo nodded and turned his head to continue watching the movie. At this moment, the movement was getting louder and louder. The audience who had been looking at the four people with their noses and eyes all looked back. The flashlights in the four aisles kept moving. Pushing forward, the voice is getting louder and louder: "The four of them are easy to find, three men and one woman--"

"Three men and one woman--"

Looking at the screen, Zheng Jianguo blinked. He didn’t feel good just by hearing these words. As the movement behind, Tao Ye, who was sitting in the first row, was pointed at his face by a flashlight. , And then flashlights pointed at Shen Yunhui, Ye Zhenkai and Zheng Jianguo respectively, and an implicitly cheerful voice rang: "I found it, all four of them are here."

"Get up."

Looking at the middle-aged man holding a flashlight, Zheng Jianguo knew that these three people were not worthy of trouble, so he immediately sat on his seat and said, "What are you doing?"

"I'm from the Theater Security Division. The four of you are suspected of speculation. Now stand up and follow me. Don't disturb other audiences watching the movie."

The middle-aged man took a flashlight and shone on Zheng Jianguo’s face suddenly. He said that Zheng Jianguo turned his face away and said, “Remove the flashlight and show me your work permit. Besides, you are not eligible for speculation. With this definition, what about the police? Did the police get their work permit?"

"I am not qualified? As the chief of the security department of the cinema, I am not qualified to say that you are speculative?"

The stubborn middle-aged man smiled. The flashlight in his hand swept across Zheng Jianguo's face and said, several voices sounded in the theater: "Haha, Section Chief Wang is not qualified to say that you are speculative, you are not a local Right?"

"We are all graduate students of Qi Provincial Medical College. I am Zheng Jianguo and Comrade Wang. I am telling you that no matter which unit you are the chief of the security department, you are not qualified to say that I am speculative. This is only recognized by the industry and commerce department. , Are you sure you have this qualification?"

Zheng Jianguo still did not stand up. Since he has made plans to toss up movie tickets and refuses to accept the account, he has no movie tickets and no money for selling movie tickets. As for the buying and selling of movie tickets, there is no reservation. He dared not admit any handwriting, even if the conductor personally identified him, because he relied on his identity as a graduate student and his great reputation.

The middle-aged man with a stubborn face was completely stunned. He didn't care whether he was qualified to identify others as speculation. What he cared about was the identity of the "speculative" who was annoying: "Graduate students, all four of them are graduate students? "

In 1978, when college students were the pride of heaven, middle-aged people understood that this title, which was one level higher than college students, meant that they were not school dropout youths who did not have a unit and returned to the city as educated youth. When handed over to the police station, he also believed that no one would make trouble for him, and he should snicker if he could get out.

It's just that the graduate students are different, they still belong to the Qi Provincial Medical College!

"Look at his student ID."

I don’t know anyone behind me whispered a word, the middle-aged man quickly recovered his mind, took the flashlight away from Zheng Jianguo’s face, and said, "Show me your student ID."

"Let you see it, but I can't give it to you, I'm afraid you will tear it to me."

Zheng Jianguo just stood up, took out from his pocket and opened it to the middle-aged man. He glanced at the dozens of people behind him and said: "Even if the industrial and commercial company makes a determination, it is necessary to pay attention to the evidence. Well, it’s all about catching the thief, catching the dirty, taking the gangsters, and now it’s time for the legal society to tell the evidence. It’s not the time before you can just post big-character posters to get people involved, and I reserve the right to complain to your superior.

"Zheng Jianguo, major in microbiology, grade 1978, 16 years old, graduate student——"

The flashlight flashed on the student ID card, and the middle-aged man saw a big red badge stamped on the photo. His eyes followed his professional age, but when he saw that he was 16 years old, his eyes fell on the graduate student again. Above the three characters, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, he looked up at the photo and then at the person, and said with a surprised face: "Are you the youngest graduate student in Qi Province?"

"Well, Section Chief Wang, I am the smallest graduate student in the Republic!"

Zheng Jianguo has not adapted to showing up in front of so many people. His voice has been lowered by more than 20 decibels. He said that he took the student ID card into his arms and said, "If you think I have a suspicion, Chief Wang, at least I have to take it. Come here with a piece of evidence? It’s impossible to take me away with an ulterior motive, right?"

"Well, misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding."

The middle-aged man hadn’t spoken yet, a young man hiding behind a few people next to him suddenly spoke, and then leaned in the middle-aged man’s ear and said: “Chairman Wang, the young man in the newspaper column of our compound Zheng Jianguo, it should be him!"

Section Chief Wang's expression changed slightly. Then he turned his head and looked at the young man sitting behind the aisle. He saw that he just got up and left. He immediately turned his head and said in a low voice, "Then don't look at it. It's early, go back quickly."

As the color on the big screen darkened, Zheng Jianguo turned his head and saw only a vague figure from his back. A thought flashed in his mind and nodded: "Okay, let's go now."