Chapter 3 (two)

On a long Sunday afternoon, they went to the campus to play, and the back garden was a bit barren and weedy. There was a small hill, and the broken gravel steps went up, and a flower stand was built on it. The red paint on the wooden pillars was peeled off, and there were no flowers. Juan knew mulberry trees, and each of them took a gargle to pick mulberries and eat them. She picked up overripe ones from the ground, rustled like purple-red pearl orchids, and brought them to the empty washroom of the dormitory, where they were placed on the long gray cement trough. Rinse under tap water to wash away the ants.

Zhao Jue couldn't speak Shanghainese, and he got goosebumps when he heard someone say "Qiang Su Bai", and he couldn't bear to learn to speak it anymore.The pronunciation of Mandarin is not good, and I am embarrassed to leave "drama accent".Shanghai students have always referred to non-Mandarin and non-Wu dialect as Jiangbei dialect.The rickshaw pullers are all from Jiangbei.So she doesn't have any friends at school except Eun-joon. Enjuan is very popular, and she was elected a prefect in her second year at the school.When they were twelve years old that year, Zhao Jue fell in love with a supporting role in Laurel Hart's film, playing an eighteenth-century aristocrat with white powdered wigs, who hid behind a door in one scene and came out to sing opera tunes to the women.After watching the play and returning home, my heart was full of excitement. At night, a figure like a Greek stone statue was reflected in the upper corner of the brown-black glass window, as if emerging from the crowd.The tenor's voice filled the ears, and it was the first time I tasted this soul-stirring taste.

"That Daniskin of yours never opened his mouth to smile, he must have green teeth," Enjuan said. From then on, everyone in the same room called him Green Teeth. Four people share a room, and it is the busiest after going to bed before the lights are turned off.Enjuan likes to raise her arms on the pillow under the mosquito net. Her arms are twisted constantly, soft and boneless, imitating Middle Eastern sex dances, and she calls herself "Jade Arms".Zhao Jue rolled all over the bed laughing.In the darkness outside the window, there is the sound of frogs in the pavilion. There are no screens, and the breath of the green fields in the south of the Yangtze River comes in bursts.

Everyone has their favorite star, and when the name is mentioned, they immediately scream and lie on the bed bang bang bang bang for a long time.Once, Zhao Jue caught a glimpse of Yizhen's expression by accident, as if he didn't take it seriously.She didn't understand why at first, and then she understood a little bit, and she stopped jumping.Yizhen was two years older than them. Her father was a Ningbo merchant who smoked opium. Her stepmother was young and beautiful. She had many younger siblings, but they only lived on one floor. Sometimes someone came to visit, the school rule is that people from other rooms are not allowed to come in, so they have to stand at the door, someone with a good voice will sing, either pop songs or "101 best songs", stand on the threshold and sing several times branch.

Enjuan's voice was not high, but her voice was loud and good. She sang contralto, "Ah! The Sweet Mystery of Life" and "The Love Cry of the Indians." Climbing, I am convinced that if I go to a foreign country, I will definitely become famous.She is also a genius for comedy. She often poses for pictures like the movie star Hu Die and the "little stars" who imitate Hu Die. on hand.The middle finger is on the back of the hand, the little finger is pointing at the orchid finger, a pair of catkins are about to fly away, the mouth is pursed, the dimples are deepened, the eyes are staring down, and the focus is so cross-eyed.

Only the maid in Zhao Jue's family often came to deliver snacks and change clothes on a regular basis, so she was entrusted to buy all kinds of Russian sweet buns for everyone to share. "Yizhen always has to take a hard look and pick the big one." Enjuan said behind her back. Yizhen looks exactly like the old Russian poet Pushkin, but she is short and strong.Zhiqi, who has just moved in, has a dark face that also has a Latin flavor, thick eyelashes, a straight nose, and is not tall. Under the hand-woven sky blue sweater, it can be seen that the curve of the chest is low, but firm.She was a few classes lower than them, and she knew how to dance. Without music, she could also teach Eunjuan how to dance in the room. During the summer vacation, she went swimming in the public swimming pool together every day.

There is a swimming photo of a Hollywood "little star" in a movie magazine. Six or seven of them are walking towards each other on the beach with arms linked.Although the chest is high, there is also a large part of the private part, everyone was startled when they saw it, and then laughed. "The female hatches the male." Zhiqi said. Zhao Jue was very confused.How can it be photographed in the publicity photo?There was a period after that when she thought she was wearing a menstrual belt under her bathing suit.It was years later that she realized that the hair was thick and the pubic hair was hard and not smoothed out.

The relationship between her and Enjuan Zhiqi is delicate.Enjuan is always with Zhiqi now, she doesn't seem to realize it.Sometimes Zhiqi would come to her again, eat peanuts together, and tell her some secrets. Maybe it's because of the awkwardness with Enjuan, maybe it's not for any reason, it's just to make waves and be provocative.Zhao Jue always welcomes her, but also wants to be angry with Enjuan.Enjuant always seemed not to notice. During the hour of piano practice, Zhiqi would sometimes be lazy and come to Zhao Jue's piano practice room to find her. In the small room, the two of them hid behind the piano and sat on the ground.This summer, Zhiqi's widowed mother took their siblings to Mount Lushan to escape the summer heat. On the mountain, she met two people whom she called "Blue" and "Huang" in English.

"Lan works as a lifeguard in the swimming pool. He is tall and very beautiful. Huang is small." He hurriedly said, "Yellow is fine. Lan goes down the mountain first. I just arrived at the swimming pool that day, changing clothes in it, and I heard him say goodbye to my brother. , has already left, and said 'look at your sister'!" Although the story is simple, Zhao Jue also felt that this farewell was heart-wrenching.