Restless Nights (Thirty-Six)
Li Ping
It is no wonder that at such a beautiful age, in such an opportunity, how can these red men and green women meet, how can they not collide with the shocking light? How many times in a lifetime? Can squander the age, why not splurge? Youth has a shelf life, and what has passed the shelf life is left with decadence, sour rot, and abandonment. But people in the gray life, in the gray net, can not see anything clearly, why can be slow, slow, slow to the end of the day. When the wrinkles crawl all over the cheeks, they also admit their fate, thinking that it is life.
The judges were seated, and the hall was quiet. One by one, the test takers carried their own delicate makeup, appropriate clothing and confident smiles - colorful and dressed floats drove up. The judges' critical eyes shot up, the tender purple tomatoes in the wet market, which one was lucky enough to be able to enter the basket? There are also talent shows, blowing and singing. But Fang Fang was trapped in the dizziness of this red man and green woman, and she didn't know what the judges had asked and what the test takers had shown. Only to see a variety of colors on the stage, lively and extraordinary. She was either nervous, she just kept confused and her brain was blank.
"Fang Fang-", hearing the host shout her name, she could not react for a moment, or the person next to her pushed her, she got up. How you sat in the center of the stage is very vague. A strong beam of light hit her face, making her unable to open her eyes, only to feel a little sweat wet her makeup. She tried to keep a smile, and the smile froze on her face, and she couldn't even open her jaw when she couldn't speak. Fortunately, there was no real bump.
Before she could get into the groove, her interview was over.
As a result, he was admitted. Of course, she was joyful.
I didn't quit my previous job because the radio station didn't let them go through the formalities. She took a long vacation to join the new group.
eighteen
The purpose of their trip was to learn from a radio station called Cuihu Sound in Hangzhou, which is known as "heaven on the top and Suzhou and Hangzhou on the bottom". The reason why this radio station was chosen is because the reporter of this radio station has had contact with Xiao Tai, the director of the city's art sound station. It was two years ago, and a major incident occurred in the city that shocked the whole country, and a gas explosion occurred in a coal mine, killing and injuring hundreds of people. In order to grab the news, the reporter of the radio station contacted Xiao Taichang, who helped a lot, so that they could preemptively report the matter in the local area.
The radio station was rented in a hotel, and as soon as they arrived, the assistant director got up in the middle of the night and enthusiastically arranged for them to enter the hotel. Friendly reception, no accommodation fee. All other fares and meals are at your own expense. Yishengtai also did not have a penny.
At noon the next day, the assistant director of the radio station, called The Voice of Green Lake, invited the guests who had come from afar to dinner to fulfill the friendship of the landlords. After dinner, I went to karaoke to sing and dance. For these "literary elites", this is a piece of cake. Of course, for singing, Fang Fang still couldn't open her mouth no matter how hard she tried. Instead, dancing to win her back some face. Nor is it face, it is to make her feel like an outsider in this situation without embarrassment.
Bigger hospitality came again on the third day. This time, the director of the Voice of Green Lake personally set up a banquet. It was in the evening, a more exclusive restaurant.
A pot of "drunken shrimp" on the table is a local specialty, and it is said that the live shrimp is poured with some wine and served directly. Also, I saw the gray shrimp in the basin, dancing the dance of death in horror. But a bunch of young people who have never seen the world, but they can't care about anything reserved, and the newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and they have come down to taste the fresh.
- "But so". That kind of living thing chewed in the mouth is not delicious, but it makes people feel guilty and profane. On the contrary, a cage of Dongpo meat on the table is full of color and flavor, which is a very authentic Hangzhou dish. Only to see the dongpo meat crystal clear, cut into rectangles, placed in a delicate small cage drawer woven by bamboo grates, like a work of art, people can't bear to go down.
The director of the station is a blessed middle-aged man who invented a way to drink wine, called "submarine", that is, to put a small wine glass filled with white wine into a glass filled with half a glass of beer. It seems that he is a very capable person. Where have the young people in the audience seen this formation? They all lost.
But there was a girl who did not accept defeat, her name was Dou Yue. Dou Yue and Fang Fang were in the same room. She has a tall and plump body that is beyond her age, and she seems to have a maturity beyond her age. At this time, her face was red to the root of her neck, and her eyes were empty and confused, but the cup in her hand did not stop, like a gambler, touching the cup with the director again and again, and did not speak, as if she wanted to gamble on her own red face! No one dared to come forward to dissuade her, but only watched sheepishly as she touched the cup and leaned back; touched the cup, leaned back on the neck. Fang Fang had never seen such a wild drinker, and only foolishly looked at this side and looked over there, and a heart was raised on her throat.
Eating together is for friendship, is for enjoying food, and it is really difficult to understand yourself in this way. Dou Yue finally did not sit still in a position, spitting under the chair, and the person next to her quickly dragged her to the side of the sofa, and she slept like a dead pig. Only to see her curly hair at this moment like dry firewood, scattered and scattered, the delicate pink makeup of the past, has fallen color, red is not red, white is not white, no longer has the former purity and beauty.
On the sofa, lined with the dark green gold velvet bottom, all the colors were chaotic, and the residual flowers and willows made people feel only dirty. Fang Fang was afraid that she would die like this. The liquor store was over, and in the blink of an eye, the people had dispersed. Fang Fang was worried about Dou Yue and did not walk away. She called out to the last young man named Guanhua who was walking out the door, asking him to join her and help Dou Yue to the hotel room.
(To be continued)