Of course, the unrestrained enthusiasm of the 1980s was just between strangers.

At this time, the beautiful country was actually very unhappy with the automobile and electronic industries of the Japanese guys.

There is a man from a beautiful country who built a tractor and crushed more than a dozen Toyotas and Nissans, and even went on TV to broadcast it live...

But this was just an undercurrent after all. No one knew at the time that the Plaza Accord was so sinister!

The joyful atmosphere of the world affects individuals, and they can all sing lyrics that explode their outlook on life, such as "Don't ask me who I am, please fall in love with me."

So, in the style of the 1980s, Li Sanbiao started a warm and friendly relationship with Zhang Haitang. The two turned on the radio, followed Teresa Teng's "When Will You Come Again", twisted their waists, and danced for a while, which was enough to get a sign, and then they continued

He didn’t let go.

The music was too loud, and the neighbor's aunt shouted outside the door: "Begonia, are you bringing the young man back to have a dance party again? You are blowing up the street at home! My old man has a heart disease, please take it easy!"

Zhang Haitang giggled like a bell: "Sorry, aunt, um, I just brought back two hot dishes, I will deliver them to you later!"

"Okay, thank you then!" After saying that, the neighbor's aunt left happily.

Don't be ridiculous, most of the fashionable literary young women at this time are relatively open-minded. However, both unmarried and married people are not suitable for being open-minded. However, marriage is quite suitable. They have been regarded as broken by the society, so as long as they don't

It’s too much. When you date a man, no one cares about it.

To be precise, the aunts feel that they have already lost all their people, and if they arrest them again, they will simply lose the people in their own streets and courtyards.

So Li Sanbiao and Zhang Haitang were so busy dancing and playing music that the neighbors could only use them as conversation starters after dinner.

Women who are more open-minded are often more likable and can benefit others. As long as they don't hook up with their old men, the neighbors won't be too disgusted with them.

Li Sanbiao exclaimed in his heart, good guy, it turns out you are not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

Covered by the sound of music, after two hours of tossing, Zhang Haitang lay weakly on the bed, letting Li Sanbiao read her own poems to her.

"I love the clouds in the sky, I love the well under the tree, I love the flowers on the roadside, I love the grass by the river..."

"The shadow of the moon is the sun, the shadow of the sun is the stars, and the shadow of the stars is myself..."

Li Sanbiao thought to himself: What kind of poetry are these? This woman is ignorant and has no skills. Does she have any logic?

Everyone in the city was learning to write poetry, and later even any gangster knew that he could deceive a little girl by pretending to be a poet.

Zhang Haitang asked feebly: "Can you write?"

Li Sanbiao said casually: "There is no mountain higher than a person, and no road longer than feet."

Zhang Haitang jumped out of bed, sat up, lay on Li Sanbiao and said:

"I can't believe you are still a poet, Biaozi!"

Li Sanbiao laughed and said: "What's this? I also came up with several other poems!"

"The night darkens my black eyes, but I use them to find light!"

"Despicability is the passport of the despicable, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble!"

"From tomorrow on, be a happy person, feed horses, chop firewood, and travel around the world..."

"Starting from tomorrow, care about food and vegetables! I have a house facing the sea, and the flowers are blooming in spring!"

Zhang Haitang screamed excitedly, her red lips covering Li Sanbiao's mouth, passionate and eager.

Then, I took out a notebook and wrote down all these verses.

"Biaozi, I will revise my poem now and submit it to the newspaper soon. Can you give me these few sentences?"

Li Sanbiao sweated violently. He thought he was a copycat, but it turned out that it was me who was copied!

Anyway, it's a free bargain, and if you don't give it away, it's free. He found that this woman Zhang Haitang is quite cute.

The 1980s was an era of free development. Most of the older generation of writers had left. There was a blank in the literary world. As long as you could write good verses, you could stand out. It was a pioneering era.

Li Sanbiao wanted to see how everyone would feel if Zhang Haitang was trained to be a female poet and writer. Said:

"I still have some poems here"

"This is the Forty-nine City at four o'clock, a sea of ​​hands turning;

This is 4:08 in Forty-nine City, and a majestic whistle blows."

"The tall building at Sijiucheng Station suddenly shook violently.

I looked out the window in surprise, not knowing what was happening."

Zhang Haitang said: "I waved my arm towards Sijiucheng again, trying to grab his collar.

Then he shouted loudly to her: Always remember me, mother, Sijiucheng!"

"Biaozi, this poem is called "Forty-nine Cities at Four Points and Eight". It was written by Shi Zhi more than ten years ago, not by you!"

Li Sanbiao rubbed his head, but he was also very satisfied. Zhang Haitang finally had some poetry skills. She would not make people laugh when she went out to hang out in circles. This girl can be taught!

He coaxed her to say that he was just giving her a test. In fact, he still had many famous quotes. Of course, Zhang Haitang had to work hard to express himself and help him in the steel rolling mill.

Encouraged by Li Sanbiao, Zhang Haitang revised his poem, and Gonggong copied it completely, put it in an envelope, affixed a stamp, and prepared to send it to the "Four-Nine City Evening News" tomorrow morning.

Li Sanbiao couldn't help but be kind enough to persuade him to stay, and stayed one night at Zhang Haitang's house.

Early the next morning, Zhang Haitang put the poem manuscript into the mailbox, and then followed Li Sanbiao's truck to work at the steel rolling mill.

Zhang Haitang appeared with Li Sanbiao. A group of workers with dark circles were very jealous.

Li Sanbiao quickly gave each person 5 yuan in overtime pay and asked them to load all 17 processed trusses on the truck.

We also made an appointment to ask them to go to the village to help with the installation in a few days.

Li Sanbiao returned to the village and asked migrant workers to remove the steel roof trusses.

The migrant workers are facing the scorching sun. Some are sweating profusely under the sun digging soil, and some are pushing carts to transport bricks from the brick kiln.

Li Sanbiao also frowned. Without an excavator, he would only dig two cubic meters of soil a day, or at most three cubic meters.

It doesn't take long to build a house, but digging the soil takes up half of the time.

This matter cannot be rushed. The quality of the project comes first, and he is the most opposed to rushing the work.

Let Zhao Qing come here and keep an eye on him if nothing happens.

When Li Sanbiao returned to the office, he was back under Sun Xiaohong's supervision.

Sun Xiaohong pouted and said, "Yesterday you showed up and ran away. Did you bring my Walkman?"

Damn it, yesterday when I was working with Zhang Haitang, I was so busy betraying myself that I forgot to buy Xiaohong the Elkind Walkman!

He quickly changed the topic, hurriedly went to chat with the salesman who came to order the watch, and took the opportunity to sneak away again.

Sun Xiaohong's face turned blue with anger and she grabbed his arm.

Sister Zhao advised: "If a man has to pursue his career, he must not be tied to him. In my opinion, you should not make trouble in his office."
Chapter completed!