There were two people standing on the back seat of the motorcycle. In front of them was a young man, wearing a full set of jeans and exaggerated bell-bottom pants that many people in the mountain city were wearing.

Behind is a young girl.

The girl was tall and tall, standing on a motorcycle that was not moving very fast, with her arms spread out and her sleeves as wide as a team of wings.

The upper part of the pants is tight and outlines the curves of the body.

Many old people with conservative ideas will naturally scold him, but there are naturally more young people visiting Jiefangbei. They look at their peers on motorcycles with envy.

A motorcycle rider also wears a denim suit.

Different from the person standing behind him, he was wearing tight pants and thick-soled leather shoes. There were metal chains in many places on the pants. These chains and the metal buttons on the pants sparkled in the afterglow of the sun.

The convoy circled back and forth on this street several times.

Many people were attracted and gathered towards the Liberation Monument.

Finally, the motorcycle team stopped in front of the Liberation Monument in the middle of the road.

Several people on the back seat of the motorcycle got off the motorcycle and rode away from Jiefangbei.

Except for three motorcycles that Liu Chunlai knocked from Zhang Jianmin, the other six were all found by Wu Erwa and others, and each motorcycle was given twenty yuan!

Originally, Liu Chunlai had no intention of using such a way of appearing.

In order to attract people from the beginning, this plan was devised.

After all, Jialing Motorcycle Factory has been producing motorcycles since the early days of reform and opening up, and in order to expand sales and quickly open up the market, it adopted a model of subsidized sales of military products.

Outside, one may cost several thousand yuan, but here in the mountain city, the ex-factory price after subsidies is just over one thousand. Even though it has increased a lot this year, it is still less than two thousand.

Motorcycles are easy to find.

The young men and women who got off the motorcycles spread out around the Liberation Monument, with their backs to the Liberation Monument and facing the audience.

Wearing a shirt and denim bell-bottom pants, and a pair of thick-heeled leather shoes, he looked taller and more capable despite his low height.

He put the four-speaker tape recorder in his hand on the base of the Liberation Monument, looked around and saw that there were many people around. After everyone else was ready, he directly pressed the play button, and then quickly ran to his place.

superior.

At first, we didn’t know what these people were going to do, but when they saw Wu Erwa placing the four-speaker tape recorder on the base of the Liberation Monument, the people around them knew what they were going to do.

"Shh~ son~"

Someone whistled excitedly.

The leader appeared, and whistles suddenly started to sound.

"Ah~"

Some young girls screamed with excitement.

Many people even cheered.

For a time, cheers, screams, and whistles spread far away, attracting people around.

In an age lacking entertainment, wherever there is excitement, there will be crowds of spectators.

What's more, this is the most prosperous Liberation Monument in the entire southwest region?

Among the crowd, many older people's faces became ugly.

"These second-rate scoundrels are becoming more and more lawless!"

"The police won't arrest them all! If they continue, more young people will be led astray by them!"

"It's just that these people will do anything to attract others' attention all day long..."

The first prelude of "beat it" sounded, and the young men and women standing quietly around the Liberation Monument simultaneously stretched their necks forward. When the second sound sounded, they raised their hands, and the girls seemed to spread their wings.

…

As the rhythm of the music quickens, their movements become faster and faster.

From every direction of the crowd, several dancers can be seen at the same time.

The movements are almost the same, and they are still the kind of dance moves that make young people excited and make middle-aged people novel.

The more intense the dance moves, the faster the change from bat shirt to big bell-bottom pants...

This immediately made the young people watching scream with excitement.

Aunts and aunts are disgusted with young people who are not doing their jobs all day long, but now they are so attracted that they don't even bother to report to the police to arrest them.

Liu Chunlai observed the reactions of the people around him in the crowd.

This novel way of publicity will not even pay much attention to people who will be bombarded by various business routines decades later.

It's the early eighties now.

Just after the reform and opening up, there were not many TV sets, and there were not many business promotion activities.

"Is this caused by Jialing Motorcycle?" someone asked the person next to him in confusion.

On National Day in 1979, Jialing Motorcycle's CJ50 was paraded around the Capital Celebration Square, causing a nationwide sensation. Jialing Motorcycle's orders could not be filled.

In the mountain city, nothing like this has ever happened.

"It's impossible. If the Jialing motorcycles were like this, there would be banners, and the motorcycles would drive away... I've never seen the clothes on them. They look pretty good."

A woman in her thirties stared closely at the clothes on the dancing girls, her eyes shining.

"Before, bell-bottom pants were sold by people who danced here, probably to promote the clothes." A young man who had seen Liu Chunlai dancing said. "It should be selling clothes!"

Liu Chunlai was listening and couldn't help but be speechless.

Are people so smart these days?

"Yang Yi, isn't that young man Wu Erwa!" Miao Xiaofang's face was complicated.

Could it be that the daughter wanted them to come see Wu Erwa?

That won't work!

Wu Erwa doesn't even have a job.

Especially when Miao Xiaofang's face turned even more ugly when she saw Yang Yi's face flushing, constantly waving to Wu Erwa who was looking over here, and even twisting her body to make gestures.

"Yes, Mom! Wu Erwa is now selling clothes with Liu Chunlai. This is a new way of publicity, showing the vitality of young women in our new era."

How does Yang Yi know what I'm thinking?

She was also wearing big bell-bottom pants.

A shirt with bell-bottom pants, a bat shirt with bell-bottom pants both look great!

Yang Wenbo had a gloomy face, somewhat unable to accept it.

Miao Shilin watched happily and asked Yang Yi, "Did Liu Chunlai come up with this idea again?"

"Isn't that right? Apart from being shameless, this man is also very clever. I'm just curious as to why he didn't go to college for six consecutive years." Yang Yi couldn't figure this out.

"What did he do again?" Miao Shilin was even more curious.

Yang Yi told Liu Chunlai about what her face was like and how much it cost per pound, which made Miao Shilin smile even more.

"Who is Liu Chunlai?" Miao Xiaofang didn't expect such a shameless person.

"The young man who contracted Feng Feng's linen spinning workshop and the red shirt garment factory under the Light Industry Bureau." Miao Shilin told his sister Miao Xiaofang what he knew.

"Such a shameless person will get into trouble sooner or later. Yang Yi, avoid having contact with him in the future!" Yang Wenbo really didn't expect that someone would be so shameless.

You're shameless and you can't show it, right?

Suddenly, several foreigners came out of the color photography printing center.

They also pushed towards the crowd.

The area around the Liberation Monument was crowded with spectators.

It was originally crowded, but when I noticed that several foreigners were also walking in, the people around them unconsciously gave up their seats.

From time to time, he secretly glanced at them and looked at them.
Chapter completed!