Traveling back to 1977

Chapter 747 Distracted
A short while later, the gate was opened again, and a van slowly drove in.

Chen Fan and Jiang Lili immediately got up and went to the window. They watched as Jiang Tiantian got out of the car, closed the door, and turned to go back inside with her schoolbag on her back. Only then did Jiang Lili call out to the downstairs, "Sister, look here."

Jiang Tiantian raised her head without hesitation, and the next second, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, her eyes shining brightly, "Xiao Fan? You're back."

Before Chen Fan could speak, she quickly opened the door and went inside. Although she didn't even wear slippers like Jiang Lili, she still ran upstairs.

Chen Fan watched her disappear below the terrace and couldn't help but purse his lips. He had never seen her in such a hurry before.

Oh, right, they always notified us in advance beforehand, and they would drive to the airport to pick us up together, so it wasn't such a surprise.

Jiang Tiantian went up to the second floor and quickly entered Chen Fan's room. "When did you get back? You didn't even tell us beforehand so we could have picked you up."

As soon as she finished speaking, her expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal and walked towards Chen Fan.

If she remembered correctly, her sister wasn't wearing this outfit when she left home this morning.

Thinking back to what her younger sister had told her in the capital, she felt she had found her answer.

At the same time, I felt a little strange. We got back together as soon as we got back, and we couldn't wait even a moment. Is this what they mean by "a day apart feels like three autumns"?

Although Jiang Tiantian concealed it well, Chen Fan still noticed the change in her expression, but he couldn't understand what she was thinking.
After racking his brains for a moment, he still couldn't figure out the reason, so he said with a smile, "You don't know, I agreed with Master Zhang that I would stay for a maximum of one more week after Chaoyang Temple opened, but half a month has passed and he still hasn't let me go. I had no choice but to run away early in the morning when no one was around."

Hearing this, the two sisters couldn't help but chuckle and burst out laughing.

After laughing, Jiang Tiantian glanced at Chen Fan's bed and saw that it was still empty. She couldn't help but glare at her sister, "You've been back for so long, and you haven't even made a bed for Xiao Fan."

After saying that, he turned around and went to get the bedding.

Jiang Lili stuck out her tongue slightly, her pretty face flushed, and quickly went over to help, saying, "I was talking to Xiao Fan and forgot."

The two sisters were busy making the bed and folding the blankets, so Chen Fan pulled out a chair and sat down.

Jiang Tiantian made the bed, then went to get the sheets. At the same time, she turned to Chen Fan and asked, "How is the situation at Chaoyang Temple? I read the newspaper every day, but there's no news at all."

Chen Fan leaned against the table, watching them busy themselves. "This kind of thing won't be published in the newspaper. Sometimes, you can do many things, but you can't talk about them."

He paused for a moment, looked at the two of them, and said, "On March 17th, the National Cultural Palace in Beijing held a fashion show. Have you heard of it?"

Upon hearing this, the two sisters turned to look at him almost simultaneously, their eyes filled with surprise, "A fashion show?"

Jiang Lili's wish is to design beautiful clothes, so naturally she is most interested in this. Moreover, with the help of her teacher, she can be said to be one of the people in China who are closest to fashion design.

But even she had never heard of this fashion show. How could that be?

Jiang Tiantian wasn't interested in the clothes, but rather, if such a thing really happened, why wasn't there any news about it in the newspapers?
The two sisters, forgetting even to make the bed, turned to look at him in unison, "Really?"

Chen Fan explained with a smile, "Of course it's true. This fashion show was initiated by a French designer named Pierre Cardin, a very famous international fashion designer."

He brought eight French models and four notebook models, applying to showcase his own clothing designs in China. Because he was relatively well-known and had a friendly stance towards us, after consideration, the higher authorities allowed him to hold a clothing show at the National Cultural Palace in Beijing.

However, while the exhibition was open, access was strictly controlled; only a very small number of people from the foreign trade and apparel sectors, as well as a handful of journalists, were able to obtain tickets.

(That fashion show)

Chen Fan suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, "You guys have definitely never seen models walk the runway."

Jiang Tiantian suddenly asked, "What is a model?"

Before Chen Fan could answer, Jiang Lili quickly said, "I know, I know. 'Model' is a transliteration of the English word 'model,' which means to display. The people wearing new clothes in the fashion magazine that Sister Yali sent me are models."

Jiang Tiantian said "oh" and stopped talking, turning to look at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan smiled and continued, "Let's not talk about the fashion show. There was a small accident on site, which resulted in the fashion show not being approved for reporting."

Jiang Lili immediately asked, "What little accident?"

Chen Fan recalled the rumor he had heard a few days ago and couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly: "A French blonde model suddenly stopped in the middle of the runway while walking the catwalk, lifted the hem of her skirt, and revealed her briefs."

He paused for a moment, then couldn't suppress the upturned corners of his mouth and laughed, "I heard that it scared the audience at the time. Several elderly comrades fled in panic, shouting that it was absurd."

Looking at the two sisters, they were already covering their mouths, dumbfounded, their eyes unfocused, their faces full of disbelief.

Chen Fan glanced at the two women, suspecting they were imagining the scene, but he had no evidence.

After a long while, Jiang Lili came to her senses and said blankly, "That is indeed quite absurd."

Then Jiang Tiantian let out a long breath and nodded repeatedly, agreeing with her sister's words.

Chen Fan shrugged and said, "So when the reporters submitted their articles, an older comrade said that many people's lives haven't improved much yet, and they're already making clothes that only focus on appearance. It's putting the cart before the horse." In the end, none of the reports were published.

Jiang Lili swallowed hard, and after a long while, she hesitated before saying, "Actually, apart from that one small accident, the rest can be released."

Having withstood the shock, Jiang Tiantian nodded gently, "I want to see."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "Pierre Cardin is a very interesting person. I heard that he has always wanted to introduce fashion to China, so I guess it won't be long before a fashion model team is formed in China."

my country’s first fashion model team was established in November 1980 at a garment factory in Shanghai, at Pierre Cardin’s suggestion. It has only been a year and a half since then.

(Group photo of the first model team)

A year and a half is an incredibly long time for later generations.

But these days, almost every "first" is worthy of celebration. Oh, except for bad things.

The first fashion model team, the first fashion show, the first romance film, the first commercial film...

Every "first" is the result of overcoming numerous obstacles.

Otherwise, this first real fashion show wouldn't have been completely absent from newspapers, radio, and television.

After hearing the story, the two sisters continued their work and quickly made the bed.

Jiang Tiantian clapped her hands, turned around and smiled, "You haven't seen each other for quite a few days, let's chat for a while, I'll cook today."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Lili stopped her, saying, "Come on, your cooking is just edible. Let me cook. You haven't seen Xiaofan for days, so chat with him for a while."

As she spoke, she turned her back to Chen Fan and winked at her.

Jiang Tiantian blushed slightly, and before she could speak, Jiang Lili quickly ran downstairs. There was only one chair in the room, which Chen Fan was currently sitting on. Jiang Tiantian looked around and saw that the only place to sit was on the bed, but she had just come back from outside and her clothes were not clean. How could she sit directly on the bed?

She lowered her head and said, "I...I'll go change my clothes first."

After saying that, he turned around and ran out.

The two sisters chatted away, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone.

Chen Fan stared wide-eyed at the empty doorway. What was going on?

Not long after, Jiang Tiantian returned in a simple blue cloth dress. Her hair was much neater than before, with a thick, long braid hanging down her back and a fringe partially covering her forehead. She lowered her head slightly, and although it was a simple outfit, she had a bright and radiant appearance.

Chen Fan blinked at her, and thinking about the conversation between the two sisters earlier, a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

Although the two sisters look very similar, almost like twins, their temperaments are quite different.

Because of her experience working in the countryside, Jiang Lili is only outgoing in front of her family. In public, she always keeps her head down and is easily embarrassed. She is a typical girl from a modest family.

Jiang Tiantian, on the other hand, had to support her family almost entirely because her parents were under surveillance for labor and her younger sister had been sent to the countryside early. No matter how strong the wind and rain, she always stood tall and never gave up.

She's usually alright, but when she stands with her sister, this aura becomes particularly noticeable—a modern woman's demeanor, quite different from Zhou Yali's refined and elegant air.

But at this moment, Jiang Tiantian no longer had that proud and confident demeanor. Instead, she lowered her head shyly and moved slowly, seemingly even more bashful than her younger sister.

Jiang Tiantian moved from the doorway to Chen Fan's side. Seeing that he hadn't spoken yet and was just staring blankly at her, her face flushed even more.

Feeling embarrassed and annoyed, she couldn't help but raise her head and glare at him.

But Chen Fan was thinking about a very serious question: Could she see his toes?

They couldn't even notice the embarrassed and annoyed look in her eyes.

It wasn't until Jiang Tiantian couldn't help but cough that he came back to his senses, and immediately looked up at her as if nothing had happened, "Why are you still standing? Sit down."

He pointed to his bed and muttered matter-of-factly, "It's not like I haven't sat on it before."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tiantian couldn't help but glare at him again.

Chen Fan saw it this time, but he was thick-skinned and didn't take it seriously.

After Jiang Tiantian sat down, she smiled and said, "I just heard Lili say that you've already written quite a bit of that novel?"

Seeing that Chen Fan was getting down to business, Jiang Tiantian immediately took a deep breath, straightened her posture, and said seriously, "I have written it, but I don't know how well it is written."

A hint of doubt appeared in her eyes. "I always feel that there is something wrong, but I can't see where the problem is. When I showed it to Lili, she couldn't see it either. She just kept praising me. It was of no practical use at all."

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan couldn't help but chuckle. "She's your own sister, of course she'd flatter you."

After a pause, he asked again, "Didn't you show it to your teachers at school? Mr. Jiang has a very high level of literary cultivation; he certainly wouldn't refuse to review your manuscript, would he?"

Jiang Tiantian lowered her head again without realizing it and said softly, "I think I'll show it to you when you come back."

Chen Fan opened his mouth and silently said "Oh," then nodded slightly and smiled, "Okay, then go get it."

Jiang Tiantian pursed her lips, still not looking up, but her voice was even softer, "I wrote it on the computer, but I haven't printed it yet."

Without hesitation, Chen Fan waved his hand and said, "Then let's go to your room."

Jiang Tiantian bit her lip, didn't look at him, and got up to walk out.

But he thought to himself, how could he just say he was going to a girl's room?

That's what I thought, but my steps were not slow.

Chen Fan followed her into the innermost room, where he had personally arranged the furnishings; all three rooms were the same.

However, both sisters' rooms had a faint fragrance, while his room did not.

It's really strange, neither of the sisters has the habit of wearing perfume. Even though there is perfume in foreign-related stores and Zhou Yali has given it to them, they have never used it.

They themselves didn't have a noticeable body odor, but there was a faint yet distinct fragrance in the room, and no one knew where it came from.
Chen Fan sniffed and stood behind Jiang Tiantian.

Jiang Tiantian sat down in the chair, turned on the computer, then turned to look at him. Before she could say anything, a blush spread across her face.

Then, without making any further movement, he simply looked away and whispered, "Sit down."

Chen Fan: ?
Where should I sit?

After pausing for two seconds, he slowly walked to the bedside next to the desk, and then slowly sat down while looking at Jiang Tiantian.

If you didn't make a sound, does that mean you're in the right seat?

Just as he was lost in thought, the computer finally turned on.

Jiang Tiantian took a deep breath, silently opened the document, checked it first, then moved the document to the front, and moved the computer screen towards the bed before saying, "Can you take a look for me?"

Chen Fan snapped out of his thoughts, moved closer to the computer, and got even closer to Jiang Tiantian. A fragrance different from her sister's instantly filled his nostrils.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his agitated thoughts, and focused his attention on the computer screen.

Two minutes later, Jiang Tiantian turned to look at him and asked, "Did you notice anything wrong?"

Chen Fan blinked. "Ah, I'm watching it now."

He unconsciously raised his hand to rub his face, trying to calm his wandering thoughts and finally regain his focus.

Then I started browsing quickly, reading ten lines at a glance.

After reading one page, I picked up the mouse and turned the page myself.

Seeing that he was making a move, Jiang Tiantian couldn't help but move closer and read the article she had written together.

Well, with a pretty face right in front of him, and he could clearly see long eyelashes, bright eyes, translucent skin, and tiny downy hairs on her face, Writer Chen was a little dazed again.

(End of this chapter)