Chapter 3 Chapter 2 The Girls' Gang in 1991

Many years ago, I had only one friend, and that was Yang Yi.Many years later, I think of him. He is still alive. He often comes to my house and plays PS2 with me. While playing games, he teaches me the management ideas of MBA and Jack Welch's wealth ideas.I was wondering, why haven't I been bored with him for twenty years?I was thirty by then, and most people in the world bored me, even the girls I slept with, I didn't want to see them again.Only Yang Yi, like a fossil, outlines the outline of my youth, which makes me hard to let go. We are the same age, and our fathers are colleagues, both from Daicheng Pesticide Factory.When I was nine years old, the pesticide factory built a batch of new public houses. We moved into the same building at the same time. His house was on the third floor and mine was on the second floor. The ceiling of my house was his floor.When we were in elementary school, we were in the same school, assigned to the same class, sat on the same desk, shared textbooks and toys, shared clothes, shoes and even swimming trunks, smoked the same pack of cigarettes, played the same video games, Together to spend money, together to eat.Whenever I think about it, I feel like a gay.

We were still in the same class in junior high school, and our academic performance gradually differentiated. Yang Yi was the top student in the whole grade, and I was mediocre in academics and mixed with the public.In the end, Yang Yi passed Dai Zhong, and I went to a technical school, and then we parted ways. In those few years, Yang Yi and I often played in tandem. I took him to the technical school, smoked and played cards with the gangsters in our school, and chased girls all over the street. He took me to a key high school, played football, and Those educated girls sit together.After playing together for so long, we both have an illusion that he is a gangster from a key high school, and I am an intellectual from a technical school.

Yang Yi is going to be promoted to third grade, his situation is just the opposite of mine, I am getting more and more idle, he is getting more and more nervous, he goes out early and returns late every day, carries a schoolbag bigger than a dynamite bag, and has to go to school for tutoring on Sundays .Even if he was resting at home, he would post a note at the door of the house: "Review your homework, please do not disturb", making the corridor like a hotel, and people passing by can't help tiptoeing, for fear of alarming him, a college entrance examination candidate. In fact, with Yang Yi's ingenuity, it's easy to get a second-class undergraduate degree, and he doesn't need to work so hard at all, but his ideals are a bit too high, and he wants to be admitted to Tsinghua University.Everyone knows that Tsinghua University is a famous institution of higher learning in our small city. Only one student has passed the entrance examination of Tsinghua University in a hundred years. That was in 1990. His deeds were published in the "Daicheng Evening News" .I admire this kind of high-achieving student, but Yang Yi seemed dismissive, saying that the idiot was lucky. In 1990, no one dared to go to a university in Beijing. He just filled in Tsinghua University, and he really got in.Yang Yi said that this kind of cheap thing will not happen in the future, and the entrance to Tsinghua University still depends on strength, and you can't expect to cause turmoil every year.

I met him when I was going out in the morning, I was smoking a cigarette and he was smoking fried dough sticks.I broke half of a deep-fried dough stick out of his mouth, and asked him while eating, why are you in such a hurry, the final exams are over, and it’s already summer vacation.Yang Yi said that key high schools do not have final exams at all, the real final exam is the college entrance examination, and now he has to go to school to make up his homework, and then he hops on his bicycle and disappears into the commute to work. I was overjoyed to hear that I was going to attack a key middle school. I had to protect Yang Yi.In terms of fighting, Yang Yi is definitely not our group's opponent. The boys in key middle schools are all pussies. Three punks with knives can walk in their school like no one else, driving everyone up and down.In view of my relationship with Yang Yibai's brother, I can't let him be beaten into a vegetable before the college entrance examination.

Dafei and I rode there, and saw that thirty or fifty people had already gathered at the gate of the key middle school, and there were still people rushing here one after another. They were all punks, carrying galvanized pipes, wooden sticks, and iron chains , Slate.The fight hadn't started yet, and everyone pretended to be nonchalant, standing on the road smoking and chatting. The key middle school is different, much more grand than our technical school, the newly built four-story teaching building, the walls are painted pale and pale.That group of students were lying on the balcony on the fourth floor and watching us.None of them were willing to come down, knowing full well that if they walked out of the school gate, they might be beaten with sticks.The school gate was closed, and the bald doorman, Uncle Liu, was blocking the door. He even put on a red armband, thinking it was a talisman. Unfortunately, the words "Health On Duty" were written on the armband, which made people laugh.

Uncle Liu asked: "What do you do?" The little gangster replied: "We are passing by, let's rest here." Uncle Liu said, "Go away, don't rest here." The little gangster laughed and said, "Fuck your mother, is this your home?" Uncle Liu said: "This is a middle school! It's a place to study!" The little gangster replied: "We are also middle school students, and we are also studying here." Uncle Liu bickered that he was no match for the gangsters, so he had no choice but to continue to watch us with vigilant eyes. Whenever there is a group fight, there must be a lot of acquaintances, and this time is no exception, they usually hang out in the game room, and a few of them are from our chemical engineering school.I noticed a skinny, dry, garlic-bag eye bragging loudly in the crowd that he beat the crap out of the Daizhong football team, and even knelt in front of him begging for mercy.The people next to him listened and said mockingly: "You are so fucking good at fighting, why do you still want us here?" Suanbaoyan said: "The hero can't stand the crowd, and then a dozen of them beat me, of course I I can't beat it."

Da Fei said to me: "He is the one who was beaten that day, and his name is Xiaopi." I said, "He doesn't seem to be injured." Da Fei said, "It means his eyes were beaten blue, this idiot, don't bother He." I said, "Da Fei, I'm starving to death, didn't you say I have some snacks?" Da Fei frowned and said, "I haven't started beating yet, how can I have some snacks? Let's eat after beating. "I pointed at Xiaopi and said, "Does this coward have money to treat you?" Da Fei said, "It's not his treat, it's the Girls' Gang."

I asked him, what is Girl Gang, the name sounds obscene.Da Fei said that I have never seen the world, I only know how to play games, and never care about the current situation.He told me mysteriously: "The Girls' Gang was formed by a few women, and they are all very powerful." "How powerful is it?" "Have you heard of Fifth Brother?" "I've heard that, the big hooligan, he was in prison before, but now he runs a restaurant." "Their girl gang is under the cover of Fifth Brother, no one dares to provoke them," Da Fei leaned close to my ear and said, "The style is very lewd, and it's also very powerful in bed."

My heart fluttered when I heard it, and I asked Da Fei: "Have you ever messed with them?" Da Fei shook his head and said, "Not yet, I only fucked the aunts in the ballroom." "Don't mention those aunts, they are almost as old as your grandma." Da Fei said: "That's better than you, you're still a fucking virgin." This is what I look down on Da Fei more. He always brags that he has fucked women and laughs at other people as virgins.Da Fei usually shows up at the dance halls to earn some extra money. These dance halls are not serious places, with dim light and turbid air, similar to coal mines.Da Fei works part-time there. In addition to being in charge of security, he also acts as a gigolo. He has learned a dance called Bo, which is very pornographic and obscene.Ordinary young men can dance for 20 minutes before resting. Da Fei is physically strong and can dance for an hour, but it is still tiring enough.After going back and forth, he developed feelings for several old women who had been soaking in the dance hall all year round.These women are all in their 30s and 40s, have no serious jobs, and are not good-looking. They have no sense of honor at all, but Da Fei has no shame and always likes to tell us such things.Da Fei is best at barking like a woman. The boys in our class are playing together, as long as you give him a cigarette, he can bark again.He learned it very well, and every time he learned it, several people's trousers had to put up a tent.We were all virgins at that time, and we couldn't bear this kind of stimulation at all, even if it was a man like Da Fei who called us.

Da Fei told me privately that he also wanted to date girls of the same age, but it was difficult to get rid of this temptation when he was entangled by an old woman.I said he deserved it. I asked Da Fei if he had joined the Girl Gang, and if he could introduce him to me. I also wanted to meet female hooligans.Da Fei said that he had never seen the Girls' Gang before, he just heard about it, but it was the guy named Xiaopi, who was the lackey of the Girls' Gang.Da Fei said: "I heard that those girls are coming here today, so I can feast my eyes on it." Just as he was talking, dozens of people came from the other side of the street, all of whom were from technical schools, chemical engineering technical schools, light industrial technical schools, cooking schools, etc. In the technical school, some of them wear glasses, are as thin as bean sprouts, and have fine black hair on their upper lips. These are not punks, but idiots.I asked them: "What are you doing here?" They said: "I heard that there are female hooligans today, let's watch the fun." I thought to myself, it's over, if things continue like this, I can only buy some snacks by myself.After a while, hundreds of people blocked the entrance of the key middle school, smoking, chatting, eating popsicles, flirting with girlfriends, and even fighting with each other.It's so unprofessional. Such a solemn thing as a group fight is made like going to a market.

The legendary female hooligan has not appeared for a long time. At this moment, I remembered that I should care about Yang Yi. He must be lying on the teaching building now, too frightened to know what to do.I ran to the foot door to have a look. The concierge, Mr. Liu, was holding a broom and staring at us, apparently he couldn't get in.I was just about to find a place to climb over the wall, when suddenly someone kicked me on the buttocks, I couldn't help being furious, and said: "Who the hell dares to kick me!" Looking back, Yang Yi was smiling at me with a cigarette in his mouth make faces. Yang Yi pointed to my bloody clothes and said, "How did you do this?" I said, "I fought with people in the morning, and one hit three." Yang Yi said, "Nonsense, you were beaten, right?" Fighting, of course, is to exaggerate the facts. If you are beaten by two people, you have to say that you are one against three, so even if you lose, you will still have face. If three people beat one, you have to say The opponent was beaten to his knees and begged for mercy, which was exciting enough.However, often bragging is also easy to be seen through.I don't argue with Yang Yi about this, I just ask him why he ran out without fear of death. Yang Yi said: "Once the school uniform is taken off and the school badge is taken off, who knows that I am from a key middle school? I will come out to find out the news." Yang Yi told me that these gangsters came at a completely inappropriate time. The school is already on holiday and they came to class They are all from the cram school for the third year of high school, and the football team that hit people is resting at home.I asked him, "Aren't you on the football team?" Yang Yi said, "I quit a long time ago. I'm already in my junior year. How can I have time to play football?" I pointed to Xiaopi who was talking endlessly in the crowd, and said, "That's the one who was beaten by the football team." Yang Yi said disdainfully: "Stupid, a man came to our school by himself, just when the football team was practicing, he was so arrogant that he picked up the football and left. The football team chased him, and he saw his Inter Milan shirt The jersey is very beautiful, so I just pick off his clothes. Can he not be beaten?" "A person is so arrogant?" "There is a problem with IQ." Yang Yi said, "Actually, the beating is not serious. Think about it, people in our school can't fight. If a dozen people beat him, his eyes will be blacked out. This kid will immediately die. Run away. Who knew that so many people were called today." "He's from the Girls' Gang." I said seriously. Yang Yi said: "Hey, I've also heard about the female hooligan. I also want to see it. Why hasn't the female hooligan come yet?" I said, "Women are very slow. I'm starving to death, lend me two yuan, and I'll go buy some steamed buns." Yang Yi said, "I haven't eaten either." Yang Yi and I slipped out for lunch and left Da Fei there.It can't be blamed for my injustice, Da Fei's appetite is astonishing, he can eat six big meat buns in one meal.At that time, there was a health product called "Sun God", which was like chicken blood. Da Fei drank it every day, and his appetite increased to ten meat buns for a meal.Invite him to dinner, and I'll just wait for bankruptcy. I was riding a bicycle with Yang Yi on my back. On the way, he asked me, "New car, are you fucking stealing the car again?" I said, "I lost that car." Yang Yi said, "So That car was also stolen, right? If you get caught by the defense team, you will die." I said, "Fuck, you crow mouth." There are some government institutions and colleges near Daizhong, and there is no place to eat. We walked around the main road and found a wonton shop, and we ate it up in two or three bites.After eating, Yang paid the bill, and I gave him a cigarette, and the two sat in front of the wonton shop to watch the scenery.At noon in July, the street was quiet, only a few elementary school students who had summer vacation were eating popsicles.The big trees along the street shaded the scorching sun, and the breeze brought a touch of coolness. Yang Yi said, "Xiaolu, have you ever seen a female hooligan?" "No." "I'm curious about female hooligans." "me too." "You are different. You live among hooligans every day, and you will be a hooligan in the future. If I am admitted to Tsinghua University, I won't have the chance to visit hooligans." "Screw you." I pounced on him and tried to wrap my elbows around his neck, but he laughed and resisted, knocking the wonton bowl over and breaking it in two.The waitress in the store came over and said, "Losing money, three dollars." Yang Yi said: "I don't have any money, I'll bring you a bowl tomorrow." The waitress said: "How dare you!" Very bluffing.Unexpectedly, that woman was not afraid of me at all. She put her finger in her mouth and whistled, and two aunts ordering ravioli came out from behind. Holding a kitchen knife and the other holding a strainer, they said, "Little Chi, do you pay for it? If you don't pay for it, I will chop you up and make wonton stuffing." I immediately raised my hand and surrendered: "I pay, I pay." After leaving the wonton shop, I once again expressed my dissatisfaction with Yang Yi.This child has been smart since he was a child, very curious, a little proud, and even idle.For example, when I go out to play with him, he will somehow go to the street to study motorcycles.He fumbled around for someone else's car parked there, and then saw the owner rushing over from a long distance and grabbing him by the collar, calling him a car thief.Another example is when I was eating with him on the street and saw someone spitting everywhere, he would shout on a whim: "Spitting is fined." Unexpectedly, it was not a retired old man who spit, but an old hooligan with blue dragon and white tiger tattoos on his arm , the old hooligan came over and punched me and Yang Yi in the nose.Another time, we saw an old lady fall to the ground, Yang Yi took the initiative to help her, I thought it was too late to stop, the old lady grabbed Yang Yi's pants and said: "You hit me!" I said, "Don't cause trouble for me. How much trouble have you caused in the past two years? It's as if you are a hooligan and I am a high-achieving student." Yang Yi said, "Don't think I can't be a hooligan." Just as we were talking, a group of bicycles passed us rapidly. The riders were all men, older than us, with bulging muscles. There were several bald heads among them. with a woman.The convoy drove towards Dai Zhong like a whirlwind.I reacted immediately and said: "Female gangster!" Yang Yishui jumped on the bicycle and said, "They are waiting for you! Get in the car, I will take you." When we arrived at the gate of Daizhong, the place was already in chaos, surrounded by hundreds of people, both men and women.As soon as those women appeared, the crowd automatically made a way for them.Among them was a girl with an afro, big breasts, short legs, wearing a bright red low-cut shirt, and her two breasts were almost visible.She pointed to Dai Zhong's gate and said, "What are you waiting for? Trample their school down!" Hundreds of people behind shouted in unison, but none of them moved. The concierge, Mr. Liu, shouted: "Don't mess around!" This uncle is very brave. According to Yang Yi, this man used to carry bags on the pier, and his strength was frightening. He once used a spear to fight six people Yes, I have definitely seen the world.Uncle Liu picked up his broom and yelled, "The police are coming!" There was the sound of bicycles being pushed behind, and many people were scared to run away.The girl with the afro was furious and said, "Drag this old thing away!" The first one to rush up to strike was none other than Xiaopi whose eyes were beaten blue.Xiaopi rushed to Uncle Liu, waved to us, and said, "Rush, everyone, avenge me!" The people behind were laughing, looking at him very seriously, and said, "What are you, avenge you!" Another person said: "What girl gang? They are not as good-looking as the girls from the textile technical school, let's go." Xiaopi was very angry, and threw himself into Uncle Liu's arms, saying: "Old turtle, go to hell." Uncle Liu is 1.8 meters tall, with a general belly, gray hair, and a fleshy face; Xiaopi is 1.6 meters tall, as thin as a malnourished African child.Xiaopi tried to push Uncle Liu to the ground, but Uncle Liu strangled his neck, and Xiaopi waved his two fists in the air in despair.All the people who watched the excitement behind burst into laughter. Later, those shaved-headed men rushed forward, rescued Xiaopi, and punched Uncle Liu with a combination of punches.Now the old man couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to back away.The girl with an afro said: "Smash the signboard of their school!" Xiaopi rushed over immediately, trying to take off the long wooden signboard of "Daicheng Middle School", but it was nailed very firmly, and there seemed to be a hidden button on the inside , can't move at all.Xiaopi blushed, picked up a brick, and started banging on the glass of the reception room. That day, there was a huge crowd of people around the gate of Daizhong, most of them came to watch the excitement, to experience what a female hooligan is.Later, we found out that they were not beautiful, and they didn't intend to invite us to eat steamed buns. We were very disappointed and could only look forward to seeing a fierce battle. It would be better if a few people died to make up for our boredom. Later, a middle-aged man came out from the foot door, with his hair combed back, looking at us very dignifiedly.He said on his back: "Don't pick quarrels here and engage in this kind of bourgeois liberalization! I have already called the police." Holding a red brick, Xiaopi walked up to Beitou and asked, "Who are you?" He turned his head back and said seriously: "I am the dean. What's your name?!" As soon as I closed my eyes, I thought to myself, this dean is a little indiscriminate, and he is so serious to the little hooligan, he is courting death.Xiaopi said, "I am your father!" The red brick slapped the dean on the forehead. The victim staggered and stopped for two seconds. Blood poured down from the top of his head like a curtain, covering his face.He fell straight into Uncle Liu's arms, and was dragged in backwards by Uncle Liu.At this time, Xiaopi turned his head, as if the general who had won the two armies in front of the battle raised his hand, as well as the red brick that caused trouble.
That day Yang Yi and I climbed up a big tree to watch the battle, and Yang Yi acted as a commentator by the way.He first introduced me to Uncle Liu's glorious achievements: Uncle Liu, that is the first generation of hooligans.When the teaching director appeared, Yang Yi said, this guy is very bad, it is best to get rid of him.I asked him what was wrong with the dean.Yang Yi said that this guy designed their school's orange school uniform. It was so eye-catching, and they were bullied everywhere. The students refused to wear this terrible school uniform, and it was the dean's rule: no school uniforms It will be punished.This result directly led to many students being bullied in vain.When the head of the dean was defeated with blood, I was about to congratulate Yang Yi, but found that he was looking down the tree worriedly, I followed his gaze, the chest of the afro-haired female hooligan, from the perspective of looking down, An approximation of the letter m appeared before my eyes. I reached out to touch Yang Yi's crotch, and said, "It's hard." When I touched it, I felt his penis weaken and his scrotum shrink, as if he had been frozen in winter. Yang Yi pointed at the girl with an afro, and asked me in a low voice, "Do you know who she is?" "I don't know, you know her?" Yang Yi said, "She is Huang Ying." I squatted on the tree, shivering involuntarily, my lust and fighting spirit all receded. Four years ago, Yang Yi and I were still in junior high school. At that time, Yang Yi was a good boy, deputy class monitor, math class representative, and loved by teachers.In the second year of junior high school, a group of repeat students came to the class. Among them was a girl named Huang Ying, who was very famous in the school.She took three grades from elementary school to junior high school, that is to say, when we were thirteen or fourteen years old, she was already a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.This girl's brain is not very bright, she can't figure out the molecular denominator, and she can't recite the moonlight in front of the bed, but her body development is extremely intense. In 28 years, her breasts surpassed all the female teachers in middle school (except the fattest one) music teacher).You can imagine how boring it is for such a stunner to sit with a group of hairless little boys, and what a torment it is for us.We are like a group of lactating wolf cubs, whose teeth have not grown yet, but have shown a strong interest in meat. At that time, the school advocated "teaching, helping and leading". Good students had to sit at the same table with bad students, and the best children like Yang Yi had to sit with the worst students.The teacher cruelly assigned Huang Ying to Yang Yi.We all envy him and think that he is very lucky. In fact, Yang Yi is suffering a lot.The two-foot-six-inch long desk took up two-thirds of the width of the desk when the girl sat there, and Yang Yi's arm was only an inch away from that big breast, so she could touch it with just a stretch.What's more frightening is that Huang Ying also sprays perfume, which can't be smelled at a distance. Only when sitting next to it can the fragrance penetrate into the nostrils faintly, which is said to have an aphrodisiac effect.As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Yang Yi would hunched over and ran to the toilet in small steps. Later, he simply wore loose military trousers to attend class. This situation greatly affected Yang Yi's study, but he couldn't tell the teacher clearly.Said that the yellow warbler aroused his sexual desire?This is too outrageous.The clever Yang Yi will deliberately create conflicts.One day he quarreled with Huang Ying and said in front of the whole class, "You are a Shuangcha grandma!" We all fainted from laughing.The girl was furious, and punched Yang Yi in the face, causing two bright red nosebleeds, which were also double-pronged.Later, the teacher sent Huang Ying to the last row to sit alone. Yang Yi didn't invent about Shuangcha milk.There is a kind of fresh milk in Daicheng, called Shuangcha brand milk, which is very popular. Anyone who orders milk will have an orange milk box at the door with "Shuangcha milk" written on it.As for why milk is called "Double Fork", only the devil knows. Shuangcha's nickname soon became popular in the school. Shuangcha's grandmother, Huang Ying, had a great reputation, and she punched out the good boy Yang Yi.Of course, things didn't end that easily.One day when Yang Yi and I came home from school, three or five boys stopped us and asked us, "Is that why you nicknamed Huang Ying?" I screamed, "It's nothing to do with me!" After receiving dozens of punches, Yang over there broke free from the encirclement and ran away.When I woke up, I found myself lying in the hospital, and Yang Yi was standing beside me with a bouquet of carnations. Shuangcha Nai failed to take revenge on Yang Yi, and later she was expelled from the school.We don't know where she went, some said she was doing business in Nanjing, some said she was hanging out with some old hooligans, but she never appeared again anyway.Yang Yi soon forgot about her, such a rough and sensual girl would not occupy any place in his life, she seemed like a joke, and had lost its original sense of humor over time.Only in my memory, the two-fork milk Huang Ying has left a deep imprint, because I was atoning for Yang Yi, I was beaten into a concussion, and every time I think of Huang Ying, I have a headache and nausea. That July noon, I squatted on a tree overlooking the yellow warbler.I can barely recognize her except for her M-shaped breasts.Her breasts are larger than before, but she has not grown at all, which makes her whole body tend to be stubby, and the afro makes her head look like a rising mushroom cloud. Yang Yi asked me: "Do you think she still remembers us?" I said: "You hurt her too much, I guess she only remembers you, not me." "I only scolded her Shuangcha milk, you wrote Shuangcha milk on the blackboard, have you forgotten?" "I don't remember, when the fuck did I write Double Fork Milk?" "Actually, I wrote it. I told her you wrote it." "Fuck you." I finally knew why I was beaten with a concussion. I jumped off the tree and dared to walk past her to see if she recognized me.She didn't notice me at all.Time makes people old. I am no longer the little kid who was beaten by others in junior high school. Yang Yi and I used to be half a head shorter than her. Now we are both young people with a height of 1.8 meters. Although we are very thin, our muscles are flourishing. The hair on the lips gradually turned into a beard.At this time, I couldn't help but feel melancholy. The big-breasted girl who made us stunned in the past has completely turned into a short, rough, sweaty young woman. After Xiaopi knocked down the dean, the people watching the battle went crazy: finally saw blood!Bricks and stones flew towards the school like raindrops. It was very enjoyable to do so, and I also threw a few pieces of dirt.At this time, Da Fei passed me by pushing his bicycle, and said to me: "Idiot, why don't you run quickly, you have injured the dean, and the police will come soon." I suddenly realized, and turned around and asked Yang Yi "What do you do?" Yang Yi said, "I still have to go back to school." I left Yang Yi behind, jumped on the bicycle, and fled with Dafei. Before I could ride out of the alley, I heard the sound of sirens from a distance.Dafei urged me to hurry up, if the police snatched me in, it would be no joke, I was dressed in blood, anyone who saw me would arrest me.We walked out through a secluded narrow alley where police cars couldn't get in. On the way, I complained to Dafei, what the fuck girl gang, after working for a long time, I didn't even eat a popsicle, so I was ashamed to come out to mess around.Dafei was also very dissatisfied, saying that the idiot Xiaopi was not a gangster at all, he didn't even have basic common sense, and he injured another school leader with a brick. This was not a group fight at all, but a criminal offense.But Da Fei also said that those girls are all good-looking, with big breasts and fashionable.I looked at Da Fei in astonishment, what the hell is it called "not bad"?I sympathize with him very much in my heart. Da Fei hangs out with the old aunts in the ballroom every day. He is blind and blind. He judges beauty and ugliness based on the feel of his hands. His eyes have lost their aesthetic ability. To him it is beauty. In the summer of 1991, the girl gang in Daicheng became famous in the first battle. They beat the dean of a key middle school. I was an eyewitness at that time.Whether the dean's head can be photographed is secondary. The important thing is that a few girls took the lead in this matter, which is too great.Their deeds quickly spread in Daicheng. Legend has it that they were all wearing bright red clothes, with afro hair permed, and dozens of boys with shaved heads stood behind them.They are ruthless and merciless, with countless thugs.It was just too exciting. During the summer vacation that year, the afro in red suddenly became Dai Cheng's most eye-catching attire, and many girls dressed themselves like this.We little bastards ran to the street and saw this kind of girl, and we didn't know who she was, so we didn't dare to mess with them.This trend swept through Daicheng. After the summer ended, I suddenly saw my third aunt wearing a red T-shirt, with a soaring afro perm, and wearing tight running pants underneath. She looked like a wild beast .I was scared to death, thinking that my third aunt would also become a lewd female devil, but she told me: This is the most popular dress this year, and it was passed down from Hong Kong.