Since 1983

July 30, morning.

The heat from last night hadn't faded away yet, and it was combined and superimposed by this morning's heat, which raised the temperature a bit.

Workers come out of their homes, complaining about the terrible end of summer, bicycles clanging and rattling in the streets and alleys, listless, and the whole city seems to be shrouded in this heat wave.

Xu Fei woke up Chen Xiaoqiao early, and after breakfast, he rode the rented broken three-wheeler to Xidan. The teenager nestled in the car in a daze, accompanied by a hundred T-shirts and a few large pieces of cardboard.

The small courtyard house is located near Andingmen in the DC area. In another 30 years, the housing prices here will range from 60,000 to 120,000.

He pedaled the car and walked straight along the street outside Andingmen, and soon arrived at Ditan Park. When he passed the gate, he slammed on the brakes, "Hey, what are those people doing?"

Chen Xiaoqiao glanced casually, and said in a normal way: "Practice Qigong!"

"qigong?"

Xu Fei blinked, and saw a dozen uncles and aunts posing in various strange poses on the lawn at the door. Some cross-stepped, leaning forward with their arms outstretched; some sat cross-legged with their heads raised, muttering words;

"It's called Arhat Kung Fu. It is said that if you imitate Arhat, you will be able to protect your body with luck. My teacher still has a few of them. The old man next door to our house also learned it."

"Then does your grandma learn?"

"My grandma despises these people the most, saying they are all idiots!"

Tsk, she is indeed the aunt I admire, she has layers!

Xu Fei was amazed. It turned out that the qigong craze started so early. He didn't know much about it. He always thought that it only emerged in the middle and late 1980s. If I have a chance, I really want to get in touch with them, to see what kind of monsters and ghosts they are.

The distance was not too short, and the two arrived at Xidan Shopping Center at about eight o'clock.

These days, there are only three business districts in Beijing, Wangfujing, Dashilan and Xidan. Xidan is centered on a large shopping mall, and then includes peripheral stores, such as Banmuyuan Food Store, Fu Hanchen Dental Shop, Wanguo Barber Shop, Shengxifu Hat Shop, Zhixing Bookstore, etc.

Anyone with a bit of spare money likes to come here to shop. First, it is relatively clean, and second, it is complete. Surrounding this area, shopping, getting a haircut, watching a movie, having a dental festival... the sense of happiness is not much worse than it is now.

Before the mall opened, cars were already parked at the entrance, and there was a pedestrian bridge beside the road. This overpass is very famous and is the memory of many old people.

Xu Fei observed the flow of people and decided to set up the stall on the overpass. First set up a few pieces of cardboard, set up a small stall, there are a few T-shirts on it, and there is a hanger next to it, which also hangs a few.

It was the first time for Chen Xiaoqiao to do this, and she was uncertain, "Brother, can we sell it?"

"It can't be sold."

"Huh?" The boy was taken aback.

"ha!"

Xu Fei smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then pointed down, "Go and buy dozens of newspapers."

"what?"

"Go as soon as you are told, and be smarter later."

………………

The literature boom in the 1980s, when various books and periodicals were published, there were also various newspapers. But they are all retail investors, set up a bed board, set up a shelf, and sell newspapers, magazines and second-hand books everywhere.

It was not until the 1990s that the government coordinated with the postal department to set up special newsstands with "postal newspapers" printed on them.

So this meeting is full of small stalls, and there are even newsboys, with a broken schoolbag, divided into sections, and can earn a few cents a day. Children are smart and proficient in business, and they know when there is a lot of traffic and when they can take a break.

After 8:30, with the opening of the mall, Xidan suddenly had many people. These little radish heads also started to move, burrowing around inside, screaming desperately:

"Extra! Extra!"

"China's first Olympic gold medal, China's first Olympic gold medal!"

hum!

This shout was like throwing a stone into the lake, causing ripples. People who came to the shopping mall were stunned when they heard this. A young man was the first to say, "Child, give me a share!"

"It's not easy to get change for one set, let's take two together..."

"Come on, don't talk nonsense, give me two copies!"

He took a copy of "People's Daily" and a copy of "Sports Daily", and read "Sports Daily" first. The first two characters on it are extra!

Then with the picture, a Chinese athlete with slightly curly hair and a round face is standing on the podium in a fiery red sportswear, holding a flower in his right hand.

And what was hanging around his neck was a heavy gold medal!

The content of "Sports News" is relatively small, and the information that may be obtained is not much. The young man scanned it hastily, only to feel itchy like a cat scratching his heart, and also felt that a fire was burning deep in his heart, and he was so depressed that he could not release it.

He quickly turned to the most authoritative newspaper in the country, and it was more detailed:

"On July 29, 1984, the Prado shooting range in Los Angeles became a historic location. And Xu Haifeng also became a famous name on this day!

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The 27-year-old stands on target position 40, wearing a red sportswear and sky-blue sports pants, with Chinese characters printed on his chest.

According to the competition schedule, the first event to determine the gold medal in this Olympic Games is the men's freehand pistol slow fire. The game has reached the most critical moment, the ten rounds of the sixth group.

In the first three shots of this group, Xu Haifeng actually scored 6, 7, and 8 rings. The situation took a turn for the worse and suddenly became extremely unfavorable to him. He fired four more rounds, but didn't seem to get the feel for it yet.

Xu Haifeng stood quietly on the target, there were only three bullets left, but he couldn't see him raising his gun to shoot..."

The young man stuck in the crowd, motionless, clutching the newspaper tightly, his fingers trembling slightly, and reading lightly in his mouth. Around him, more and more similar people stopped.

"One minute, two minutes, three minutes, the time slipped away bit by bit, and the end of the game was getting closer, but Xu Haifeng was still standing on the target like a stone statue.

Everyone became anxious, and the coaches of the Chinese team quietly gathered behind him, their palms sweating.

14 minutes passed.

Xu Haifeng raised his head slowly, adjusted his breathing, and raised the gun in his hand.

9 rings!

Good score, there was a low commotion in the stands.

10 rings!

The coach behind him unconsciously wiped his forehead. He knew very well that Sweden's Skanaker and Wang Yifu had already fired all the bullets, and they were temporarily ranked first and second with 565 and 564 rings.

At this time, Xu Haifeng's score is 556 rings, that is to say, if the next shot is 10 rings, the Chinese will achieve a zero breakthrough!

The 60th shot, the last shot, many people even closed their eyes.

10 rings!

A big 10 ring is printed on the target!

Every compatriot at the scene cheered, and the coach and team leader ran up and hugged him tightly... When the award was presented, Samaranch held Xu Haifeng's hand tightly and said: This is a great day in Chinese history! "

A commentary, "Historic Breakthrough," is attached to the back.

"In 1932, the 10th Olympic Games was held in Los Angeles, USA. The 23-year-old Liu Changchun participated alone and became the first person in my country's Olympic Games.

In 1952, the 15th Olympic Games was held in Helsinki, Finland. It opened on July 19, and my country only received an invitation the night before. The 40-member delegation formed on the 23rd departed on the 25th and arrived in Finland on the 29th.

The competition has started for many days, and only Wu Chuanyu participated in the 100-meter backstroke preliminaries and failed to qualify. However, for the first time, the five-star red flag list is flying over the Olympic stadium and the host city!

On October 25, 1979, the Executive Committee of the International Olympic Committee passed a resolution in RB Nagoya to restore the legal seat of the People's Republic of China in the International Olympic Committee.

And on July 29, 1984, on this day, the Chinese achieved a breakthrough of zero gold medals in the Olympic Games. Xu Haifeng finally turned the Chinese people's pursuit of the Olympic dream for more than half a century into a reality!

In the world-renowned Olympic arena, our national anthem was finally played! "

boom!

The fire suppressed in the young man's heart was finally completely released. He greedily and hungrily reread every word and stared at every scene photo

That ordinary yet great athlete, that heavy Olympic gold medal that seems to shine through the black and white typeface, and those two big Chinese and fiery red flags!

He raised his head again, and looked at every compatriot holding a newspaper in his hand. Whether he knew him or not, the excitement and blood boiling of each other were clearly printed.

"Give me one!"

"Give me one!"

"No more, no more!"

The huge Xidan commercial district seems to be in a standstill for a moment, and then gushes out for a moment, rushing, flowing, and infecting everyone.

In this age, it has been suppressed for too long. In this age, there is too much desire for glory and self-confidence.

The newspapers at the stalls everywhere were snapped up long ago, but the stall owners who had no newspapers to sell were clapping their hands and shouting loudly:

"Extraordinary! China won the Olympic gold medal for the first time!"

"Xu Haifeng broke the record with one shot!"

"We are not the sick men of East Asia!"

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Xu Fei really didn't expect that he would also be infected by this atmosphere, as if he had erased the gap between the times and become a member of this moment.

He looked at it for a long time before wiping the corners of his eyes, "Start work!"

"coming!"

Chen Xiaoqiao didn't feel deeply, so she just took out a second-hand loudspeaker, and shouted according to the lines she practiced in advance: "Come and see, the manufacturer's special Olympic cultural shirts, only this one has no branch, and there are discounts and blessings, free newspapers , Come and take a look!"

It is the time when Xidan has the most people, and the overpass is even more crowded. The stall was already eye-catching, but with this shout, Hula La surrounded the three floors inside and three floors outside.

A young couple just came up and squeezed in to take a look, and they were immediately attracted by the big painting.

"Hey, this painting is so beautiful!"

"It's really good, the atmosphere!"

I saw a painting made up of a few cardboards, with a bright red background and half of Tiananmen Square exposed. On it, it was shining brightly, with the words "Cheer for the Olympics!"

There is also a blank cardboard, I don't know what it is for.

Looking at the clothes again, it seems to be a T-shirt from the south, but the style is more delicate, with five rings printed on it, and the words "Los Angeles, 1984", with a sentence on the top:

"Cheer for China, cheer for the athletes!"

There is no emblem, because it has not been announced when it is made, and there is no breakthrough of the first shot and zero, so it will become a prophet of the future!

The girl liked it quite a lot and asked, "How much is it?"

"23 dollars."

For T-shirts, it's a bit expensive, but it's not unacceptable. A long-sleeved top with good fabric is also more than 20 yuan.

She was about to negotiate the price, when Xu Fei said, "We have a promotion, have you seen the cardboard over there? As long as you write a word of blessing for the Olympics, we will give you a discount on the spot, 20 yuan each!"

"Write a discount?" The girl's eyes lit up.

"Yes, if you write it, you will get a discount, and you can write anything."

"Then I'll come!"

The girl stopped struggling immediately, and walked to the blank cardboard, "What should I write?"

"Just write about China and come on," said the boyfriend.

"That's too monotonous..."

She thought for a moment, then clapped her hands and said, "I wrote about changing the old look and fighting for a new era; you wrote about the amazing ambitions of the Olympic athletes, adding luster to the motherland."

Two young men, who looked like college students, picked up a brush and wrote two lines of characters. The font was beautiful and generous, which was particularly conspicuous on the cardboard.

The girl paid 40 yuan on the spot, and Chen Xiaoqiao almost threw it away. She had never taken so much money in her life, and quickly handed over two white paper boxes.

"And what about the packaging?"

The girl opened the carton and saw that the T-shirts were neat and tidy, and they were carefully folded, and she was immediately satisfied. She was already wearing a short sleeve, but she had a neat personality, so she took it out and put it on on the spot.

On himself is, "Cheer for China, cheer for the athletes!"

On the boyfriend, "China rises!"

Those who come to Xidan have a little spare money, coupled with this wave of craze, everyone’s heart is surging, and they all move, "I want one too."

"I want two."

"I want to rise that one!"

"I want two women's clothes. The design of these clothes is quite nice."

When selling something, customers have to feel that they have a bargain and a sense of participation... More and more people are buying now, and problems arise after buying, and they don't know what to write when they poke in front of the cardboard, and they are all shy.

"what are you writing?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, what do you write?"

"I didn't think about it either."

"Hey, let me come!"

A young man wearing glasses squeezed over, grabbed the brush and wrote it. Everyone saw it, oh, it's still a doggerel!

"Glorifying the country is the moment when hard work plays a decisive role.

The romantic figures are rewarded today, and the legends are left forever! "

"good!"

The atmosphere instantly heated up, and everyone applauded in unison. Driven by this, others are no longer pretentious and open up more and more. Ancient poems and modern poems, excerpts and original ones are all over the top. One guy wrote more than a hundred words, and it turned out to be a short commentary, with a signature at the end.

To be conservative, Xu Fei only took a hundred pieces, but they took them away in waves, and sold more than half of them in two hours. Afterwards, the ones who bought them did not leave, but just stood by and watched the excitement, watching what other people wrote.

"Why do I often have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land so much..."

"We took off the hat of the sick man of East Asia!"

"Let's rise up!"

An ordinary piece of white cardboard has become a low-profile version of the BBS. Those who have watched the news and have nowhere to vent their anger finally found an outlet. The overpass was seriously congested, and the passers-by felt dissatisfied, but they stopped after even looking at it.

In less than half a day, the sun has not yet risen, and 100 pieces are announced to be sold out!