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Chapter 17 The Moon Represents My Heart

Killing a person breaks his heart, and good medicine tastes bitter. As expected, Ding Yu immediately stopped crying after being persuaded by him.

The lights came on, but Ding Yu was still not satisfied. Looking around, he saw that the entire screening room was full. The subtitles were still scrolling on the screen, and everyone began to stand up and gather towards the exit.

"It's really beautiful. I wish I knew martial arts."

Qiu Huoming smiled and said, "I know how. I can teach you."

"Don't be ridiculous. You have skinny arms and legs. I can knock you down with just one punch."

Ding Yu pretended to be drunk and imitated a drunken boxing move.

Qiu Huoming touched his nose. No one would believe him when he told the truth. He held the finished soda in his hand and waited until most of the people in the row had left before he walked towards the exit.

When we arrived at the door, there were huge crowds of people. The rain had stopped, and people who were leaving the show and those who were about to come in were all crowded in the hall.

Ding Yu ran over to return the soda bottle and went straight to the carport to get the car.

He pushed the cart to the door, but the person hadn't arrived yet. He sat in the cart, put his hands on the handlebars, looking at the busy road in front of him, while waiting for Gu Xiaoran and Ding Yu.

The movie had been running for more than 90 minutes and it was not long before the agreed time of 3pm.

Just when he was in a daze, someone patted his shoulder suddenly, "So fast!" Qiu Huoming thought that Ding Yu had returned the money.

He turned around and saw that the person taking the photo was a strange boy, about 16 or 7 years old. "Our boss is calling you, come over here."

Qiu Huoming thought of the gangster named Tian Ge from yesterday, and subconsciously wanted to run away on his bike.

The man in the back seat of the car held him tightly, "Why are you running? You know him, Fang Jun, Jun Ge."

Qiu Huoming felt relieved.

"My foot slipped." Qiu Huoming said as he got out of the car and turned the front of the car in another direction.

It seemed that Fang Jun was also planning to go in and watch the movie, probably waiting for the next show. He was squatting under the eaves, smoking with one of the younger brothers he had seen before, and when he saw him looking at him, he waved his hand.

Qiu Huoming was in a dilemma and had to push the cart over.

“Is this bike easy to ride?”

Fang Jun took a breath of smoke and asked.

"I just had fun riding it. If you want to take it back, take it back."

Qiu Huoming stopped the car and set it up. This thing was obtained from a bet, so he always felt a little uneasy. If the other party really wanted to take it back, he didn't mind. These days, it was easy to make money if you had a quick mind.

"Tsk, I won't take back what I give out. I came to you for something else." Fang Jun dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and stood up.

Walking down the stairs, he put his arm around Qiu Huoming's shoulders, but Qiu Huoming was half a head taller than him, so he withdrew his arm halfway and placed his arm around half of his shoulder instead.

"I opened an electrical appliance store on South Street, you know that, right?" Fang Jun said.

How would Qiu Huoming know? He hesitated and passed it off vaguely.

"After dinner tomorrow afternoon, come and see me, South Street Electrical Appliances Store."

Fang Jun’s words stunned Qiu Huoming.

"I want to talk to you about something..." Fang Jun saw that he was a little hesitant and added: "If you don't come, you don't consider me your friend!"

"Okay then, I'll come see you tomorrow afternoon."

"That's very nice." Fang Jun smiled, let go of his hand, and turned back to his younger brother.

Qiu Huoming pushed the cart towards the door, thinking as he walked, he was penniless, why would he come to him? If he wanted to take revenge on him, there were countless ways to do it, there was no need to go to so much trouble.

When they arrived at the cinema entrance, Ding Yu had already met Gu Xiaoran and was looking around.

"Someone just called me and chatted for a few minutes." Qiu Huoming explained.

Gu Xiaoran handed a cloth bag in his hand to Qiu Huoming, "These are all review materials. Return them to me after you've finished reading them."

Qiu Huoming took it, pulled out one of the documents and flipped through it. These turned out to be hand-copied college entrance examination papers from 79, 80 and 81.

Qiu Huoming was overjoyed, "It's timely rain, thank you very much."

"Let's talk while we walk. It's not easy for three people to ride a bike." Ding Yu cleared his throat and said.

Gu Xiaoran was still wearing the red ski jacket she wore yesterday. She had her hair tied in a high ponytail, revealing her fair neck. She looked particularly youthful and beautiful. Ding Yu touched the borrowed blue jacket of the same style and couldn't suppress a smile on his face.

"You can either sit in the front and let classmate Gu sit in the back. I don't mind taking two people at the same time." Qiu Huoming patted the car seat and said.

Of course he wanted Gu Xiaoran to sit in the front. Who would be willing to ride a bike with a grown man in their arms? However, the social atmosphere in this era was rather conservative. He didn't care. The girl was shy.

Gu Xiaoran chuckled, "I have no objection."

The ending was that Ding Yu sat on the horizontal bar with a frustrated look on his face, Qiu Huoming was riding the bike, and Gu Xiaoran was sitting on the back seat.

The quality of the previous items was impeccable. Even with three people sitting on the car, the frame was still strong. Qiu Huoming stepped hard on the pedals and smelled the smell of Ding Yu's hair oil that hadn't been washed for several days. "Fatty, lower your head a little..."

Gu Xiaoran behind him cheered him up softly, "Come on, come on!"

The three of them were laughing and joking, and the car was speeding through the streets...

When we arrived at Dingjia Lane, we drove the car into the yard and the house was very quiet.

Ding's mother was also out, leaving Ding Hao alone on the second floor. He went downstairs, said hello, and went back upstairs.

In the living room, Ding Yu came out holding a paper box as if he was presenting a treasure. A Sanyo dual-cassette recorder was placed on the coffee table in the living room.

"Choose whatever you want."

Ding Yu poured out the tape, and Qiu Huoming bent over and flipped through it.

Most of the tapes were of mainland singers singing in folk style, and there were also a few pirated tapes, which were obviously of singers from Hong Kong and Taiwan. The labels on the tapes were very rough, and among them were songs by Teresa Teng.

I picked up a box at random. The cover showed Teresa Teng with one hand behind her head, her long hair fluttering, looking youthful and lovely. There were a few lines of words written below, all of which were song titles.

The album contains 12 songs in total, the most famous of which is "Sweet Honey". In addition, there are two tapes of her Japanese love songs series, the fourth and fifth volumes respectively.

The song "The Moon Represents My Heart" in the fourth episode is such a classic.

"There's a song in here that's also very nice to listen to, more appealing than "Sweet Honey". You can try listening to it." Qiu Huoming picked out the tape.

Gu Xiaoran took the tape, opened the card box of the recorder, took out the tape and put it in. After pressing the play button, a familiar melody sounded and Teresa Teng's gentle voice rang out.

Ding Yu moved a stool and sat across from the coffee table, tapping away with a look of intoxication.

The third song I heard was "The Moon Represents My Heart".

"You ask me how deeply I love you, how much I love you, my affection is true, my love is true, the moon represents my heart..."

Qiu Huoming couldn't help but hum along with the music.

"I'll just lend you this one and the Sweet Honey one. I'll return them to you when I get home and finish recording them." Gu Xiaoran selected the tapes and said to Ding Yu.

"Take it, take it. You can return it any time."

Qiu Huoming suddenly asked: "Do you think that if we record all the good songs together on a tape and sell it, will anyone buy it?"

Gu Xiaoran nodded and agreed: "I will definitely buy it, but your price cannot be too high."

Genuine tapes now cost 6 yuan a box, and the more expensive ones cost 7 yuan. They can only be purchased at Xinhua Bookstore, and demand exceeds supply.

But a new blank tape only costs 2 or 3 yuan. After recording the songs, you can find a small printing factory to print the song titles on it, and you can sell it for 5 yuan. This price is reasonable, after all, this is a collection.

Brother Huozi is finally going to make money... Woohoo, I am following you...