Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

When he and Hu Lai separated, Hu Lai still urged Duan Jiajia to write the script for the second part.

It takes less than half a year to polish the script. This is based on the original work. Hu Lai still has to attract investment, prepare props for the crew, and let the assistants and deputy directors, including himself, go to see suitable locations.

The second part had a lot of outdoor scenes to shoot, most of them were Jiangnan scenery, and there were also a few scenes in the Gobi Desert.

"Hurry up and use it!" Hu Lai shouted loudly.

Noticing that people around him were looking over, Duan Jiajia nodded quickly and waved desperately to Hu Lai, telling him to leave quickly.

We talked about it all the way, when did she fall off the chain? Do you want him to keep reminding you like this?

Seeing the expression on Duan Jiajia's face, Hu Lai couldn't stop laughing even after getting in the car.

Now it's good, the Hu family also has a little niece.

See how those in the capital who have sisters, nieces and nephews at home say that their homes are monks’ nests!

Duan Jiajia ordered a banner outside the school on her way here today. It is not long, only two meters. She will not be able to pick it up until noon tomorrow.

Fortunately, Yu Zhou's game was in the afternoon, so he had time.

"Duan Jiajia!" Before returning to the dormitory, Duan Jiajia was stopped by a boy in his class.

Duan Jiajia had an impression of this person. He was in the same dormitory as Song Ci, the Communist Youth League secretary.

I don't remember much about the name, I just remember the surname.

Because during military training, self-introductions are always "Xiang Yu's item", which is indeed very impressive.

"You must not remember my name again." Xiang Sijia still held the textbook in her hand and said with a smile: "My name is Xiang Sijia, will you remember it next time?"

Duan Jiajia was a little embarrassed, but still nodded: "You must remember it. By the way, is there something wrong?"

Xiang Sijia said nervously: "That's right, do you have time tomorrow? I have a basketball game."

Duan Jiajia didn't think too much, shook his head and said, "Sorry, my roommate in the dormitory also has a volleyball match tomorrow."

Xiang Sijia scratched her hair, disappointed and nervous, but with a little surprise in her eyes, she quickly waved her hand: "It's okay. I just asked, then I'll leave first."

"Bye." Duan Jiajia turned around and walked out for a long time before suddenly stopping.

That situation just now...

isn't it?

She felt that her presence in the class was not high.

But this has nothing to do with Duan Jiajia, so let’s forget about the rejection this time.

Moreover, maybe she was wrong about this?

Back in the dormitory, Duan Jiajia opened the door and said, "The task is completed. Who will come with me to pick up the banner at noon tomorrow?"

"Me, me, me!" Gu Xiang has always been the most proactive in these matters. She raised her hands: "I have a bicycle. It will be easier for us to go out."

Gu Xiang went home last week and brought his high school bicycle. This makes it convenient to go home at ordinary times and even more convenient when traveling to school.

"Look! Now you can see the benefits of having transportation!" Gu Xiang raised his chin proudly. The last time she rode back out of breath, Yu Zhou said she didn't need it and was too lazy to walk any distance.

Yu Zhou snorted, wearing the volleyball sportswear he just got, and his two slender and powerful legs were eye-catching.

"Yu Zhou, you look good in this!" Zheng Murong looked at her enviously, and then said regretfully: "I join a table tennis club, so just bring a racket and a ball."

Sports were very popular in the 1990s.

In addition, in recent years, the whole country has been working hard to bid for the Olympic Games. However, the bid failed at the beginning of the year. Many people lamented that it was only two votes short!

Duan Jiajia still remembers seeing Cao Xueping come to class the next day with red and swollen eyes. During those two months, the topic in class besides the college entrance examination was all about this matter.

Even though Duan Jiajia was not active, he was dragged into a badminton club.

Hearing Zheng Murong's words, Duan Jiajia hung her bag next to her, made sure the door was closed, changed into a loose T-shirt, and said, "Murong, you can still sign up for table tennis, but I haven't signed up yet."

She can play table tennis well, and as a recreational activity, table tennis consumes much less energy than badminton.

After playing badminton, Duan Jiajia felt that her limbs were extremely sore.

But this also has its advantages. She actually had some shoulder and neck problems during her third year of high school. It was not serious. She only had obvious soreness occasionally when she was tired.

There are not that many massage parlors now.

Even if some places have a massage sign, they may not be real massage shops.

Even some stores that look very formal may not be free of any shady things.

Therefore, even if Duan Jiajia had this idea, he could not find a suitable place to relax his shoulders and neck.

In the 1990s, it was such a contradiction.

One side is positive and full of sunshine.

On the one hand, there is chaos and ambiguity, and all kinds of illegal and disorderly things happen one after another.

Duan Jiajia had no problems taking the train these few times, which was good luck.

In fact, there was a serious problem of road bullies and bandits during this period. Duan Jiajia had heard her father and Liu Guoqing sometimes talk about some of the problems they encountered while driving long distances in the past.

Drivers who drive long distances or even taxis in the city carry a knife in the car for self-defense.

Duan Jiajia had heard Liu Guoqing talk about long-distance running when he was drunk. He once came back with payment for goods and hid the money under the driver's seat of the car.

Liu Guoqing pulled out the cotton mat until only the thin layer on top was left, with money stuffed underneath.

I met a group of robbers on the road, but it was probably their first time, so they were inexperienced and timid.

Leaning down on the car window, I saw a small bag next to the passenger seat of Duan Shunan, so I took it and ran away.

Later, the car drove far away, and Liu Guoqing was frightened and laughed non-stop.

Because the small bag that the group snatched contained a pack of underwear and socks that Liu Guoqing had changed into and was going to take home for washing.

Duan Jiajia was a little dumbfounded at that time.

In hindsight, I remembered that the second crackdown had not yet begun. It was also during this period that there were too many such things, so the second crackdown, as well as the control of weapons and controlled knives, began.

Duan Jiajia changed her clothes, untied and tied her hair, and wiped off the sunscreen on her face with makeup remover in front of her desk.

The person with the most bottles and jars in the dormitory is Bai Xiaowei.

Next is Duan Jiajia, many of whom Sui Jiali brought back from playing in Xiangjiang.

"By the way, I met Bai Xiaowei yesterday, and she said she would treat us to dinner next weekend."

Gu Xiang, who was still in front of the mirror and whose legs were longer than Yu Zhou's, suddenly looked over: "Are you really inviting us to dinner? I thought..."

Gu Xiang chuckled, not because she thought too much, but because Bai Xiaowei had left such a deep impression on her before. Now that he suddenly lowered his posture, Gu Xiang felt uncomfortable.

"If you are willing to do it, just do it." Yu Zhou didn't take it seriously: "Her family has money, so it won't cost much, but it can express her gratitude. It would be wrong if she didn't show any expression at all!"

Yu Zhou adjusted his collar, looked in the mirror to see if there was anything wrong, and said, "This is a matter of etiquette. It's not that we want her to have a meal."