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“It’s equivalent to saying that all of you college students are trained by me!”
“Hey, have you been here to study, I used to come here to play games…”
I just walked into the store and didn’t wait for me to open my mouth. He confirmed my identity with a very positive tone, so that in the surprise, my business card movements were stagnant.
“The right one, I used to be in elementary school here.” After the reaction, I had the opportunity to show my intention: “Now is an editor of a game media, this time to interview you.” /p>
The main road at the school gate is even difficult to open, which is different from the scenes in my memory
The opposite school has not yet started school. The noisy streets on weekdays are very quiet. As usual, the evening glow just shines into the narrow facade of the store. There is no game console in the counter, and there is no 4WD on the wall. Among the full house snacks, beverages and stationery, the QR code of WeChat and Alipay became the most prominent in the booth.Eye thing.
This is the first time I have seen a “monkey boss” after I graduated.
Alma Mater and Older Person
On the last day of the National Day holiday, I returned to the elementary school I attended more than ten years ago.
The empty campus has a reassuring silence. I took a much bigger step than I did when I stepped on the mottled tree shadows swaying on the dark terrazzo floor. At the age of collective action, this rare silence is valuable and fascinating – it usually occurs in the afternoon after returning to school after a painting competition, or from the monkey owner’s shop after “finishing the battle”. Evening.
The monkey boss is the owner of the school’s door-to-door commissary. When I was in elementary school, his shop was a playground for children to play.
If he is still there, want to talk about the past – with this expectation, I walked out of the school and walked in the direction of memory. After a while, I saw the outline of the store far away. Two jumping boys were pointing at the snacks on the stalls to ask for the price. The other one heard the familiar sound of the two pieces, apparently from the monkey. The boss himself.
The monkey boss and his wife are in the store
I haven’t seen it for many years, he’s still so small, but his abdomen is slightly uplifted, and with some signs of blessing, the once shiny black hair has become sparse. However, he is still very talkative – the iconic high-pitched voice with the high-speed Hangzhou dialect, grabbed the opportunity before I heard. After I explained it, he dragged a bench from the wall and motioned me to sit down.
The name of the monkey boss is Yang Dingsheng. When I was in school, everyone used it nicknamed to call him. After a long time, some students will save the “boss” and call him “monkey” directly. He doesn’t seem to be angry at all – in Hangzhou