Chapter 6 5

The bell rang for the end of get out of class in the second period. At ten o'clock, it was time for inter-class exercises. Boys and girls, big and small, came out of their respective classrooms and gathered on the playground.Exercise between classes is an opportunity for girls to show off their new clothes and for boys to show off their new shoes. It seems that all of a sudden, all boys want to have a pair of brand-name sports shoes, Nike, Adidas, Puma... It seems that a pair of brand-name shoes can attract the attention of countless awesome and little girls.In the subsequent evolution process, boys became young men, middle-aged men, and old men, and this pair of brand-name sneakers also became brand-name laptop computers and brand-name mountain bikes. Z3 and a suburban mansion, a 1.60-meter-long breastless eighteen-year-old girl with big breasts and no brains, and a bright red sandalwood painting table and a half-meter-long Hongshan Yulong-shaped hook.However, the same longing, obsession, ecstasy and helplessness are given to male creatures in different stages.

Liu Jingwei is a flexible but extremely simple person.His short life has been in the pursuit of greatness.At different stages, the pursuit of different awesomeness, the addition of all the pursuit of awesomeness constitutes Liu Jingwei's short and awesome life. At first, apart from bringing them back directly from abroad, only the Lisheng Sports Store in Wangfujing sold Nike sneakers.Liu Jingwei quickly calculated that no matter how frugal he was, if he didn't eat strange beans or smoke for ten years, he still wouldn't be able to save a hundred yuan to buy genuine Nike shoes.So he decided to increase his income by selling legal literature magazines and pornographic albums that his father hid under the bed.Father Liu is an outstanding representative of their generation. He was born in poverty and was liberated by the party. Because of his developed brain, he was admitted to the Department of Electrical Engineering of Tsinghua University, joined the Communist Party, and soon became a backbone.Before the age of forty, the only girl I touched was Mama Liu.After the age of forty, I began to receive special government allowances, and my spirit began to be empty.At that time, the vast majority of reactionary obscenity appeared in the form of legal literature. In order to understand and criticize various schools of reactionary obscenity, Liu’s father bought and collected legal literature piled up under the bed.Liu Jingwei read it secretly, and also took it out for me. I was particularly impressed by one issue of "Woodpecker", which described Hong Kong's capitalism very positively. It said that there are nightclubs and other nightclubs, and there are girls to accompany you to drink Foreign wine sings unhealthy songs by Teresa Teng and others. What's more, there is a kind of "topless" nightclub. The girls who serve are not afraid of the cold, and they all don't wear tops, and their breasts are exposed.In the air-raid shelter, Liu Jingwei and Zhang Guodong and I repeatedly discussed all the imaginable details of this "topless" nightclub: how to maintain the indoor temperature, how to deal with the police, how to decorate, how to serve foreign wine, how to serve snacks such as strange beans.Liu Jingwei later put all these thoughts into practice.The business plan written based on the results of our discussions has been well received by the bosses of various stakeholders.Liu Jingwei avoids China's first-tier cities and has opened several nightclubs in second-tier cities. The scale is sky-high.The benefit Zhang Guodong and I got from our early intellectual investment is that personal consumption is free for a lifetime, and all the friends we bring are 40% off. Our face is the free card.But Liu Jingwei died within two years. Zhang Guodong and I never thought that a lifetime could be so short, and our faces were worthless all of a sudden.These are things for later.

Liu Jingwei took me and Zhang Guodong to sell the legal literature he stole from under Liu's father's bed. The magazines were packed in Liu Jingwei's geology bag, and he set up a stall in front of the post office newspaper store.Liu Jingwei was in charge of yelling and collecting money. Zhang Guodong was a babysitter. He pretended to flip through magazines and couldn’t walk. Who hesitated and wondered whether he should pay. Zhang Guodong said: "Buy it soon, if you don’t buy it, I will buy it." My job is to protect the field. If someone steals a book and catches it, someone makes trouble or is too old to buy it, kick their ass.Liu Jingwei yelled like this: "Shanghai 17-year-old female student was raped first and then killed for inspection. The breasts disappeared. The young man in Beijing refused to ask for sex on the New Year's Eve. His girlfriend was killed and thrown on the road. The 60-year-old lady in Chongqing held a nude ceremony. It’s a photography exhibition.” The newspaper sales department of the post office was out of business, and two little girls came out two hours later, looking angry, and wanted to drive us away. The geological hammer pinned to the geology bag, bought two magazines about satyrs and left without saying anything.The next day, Liu Jingwei invited me and Zhang Guodong to eat three fresh dumplings for five yuan a catty at the Qiaotou Hotel outside Chaoyangmen.He ate very little, holding his new white ground blue hook high-top Nike shoes in both hands. The shoes were strung together with laces and straddled his neck, one on the left side of his face and one on the right. Only bigger and whiter than his face.Liu Jingwei stared at the ceiling and remained silent for a long time, then he suddenly said, "Awesome, awe-inspiring."

Later, Liu Jingwei's hormone level finally developed to the point where he felt that having a flirtatious girlfriend was awesome.Liu Jingwei said to me: "Without you, I would be stinky, and without Zhang Guodong, I am handsome. What should I do?" I said, "There is always a way." Zhang Guodong said, "Let's do it again." Liu Jingwei said: " Zhang Guodong, shut up. As long as I live, I will be better than you. No matter how handsome you are, you are still a bunch of handsome shit. I am talking to Qiushui. Qiushui, there is one thing I admire about you, your self-control is excellent. You alone When you are alone, you should read and read, and if you should practice your writing, you should practice your writing. I also want to use my strength in a designated direction, and I also want to practice." So he cultivated a whole body of tendon and muscle, stripped A piece, every girl wants to touch it.He also wears tight short sleeves in winter, like a toad that has peeled off its skin.In order to build muscle, he skipped meals every day and drank twenty-five raw eggs in the shortest time.He is most afraid of mentioning "chicken". When he hears "chicken", he thinks of raw eggs and feels like vomiting.When his men said "chicken", he called them vulgar, and then went on to say "it should be called 'Miss'".Zhang Guodong asked Liu Jingwei, will the guy grow bigger after practicing like this?Liu Jingwei said, no, it shrank instead, because the blood was filled to other large muscles.Zhang Guodong said, then I will not practice.Later, Liu Jingwei bought a Mercedes-Benz to pick up girls. The number on the license plate was "5555".As soon as he picked up the car, he drove to my school to look for me, saying that Zhang Guodong was filming in Jinan, let's pick him up by car, Shandong Road is good, as long as there are no car robbers and police officers who catch speeding, we will arrive in less than five hours.Some days, based on the smell of the perfume in Liu Jingwei's car, I can tell how often he changed girlfriends or was messing with several girls at the same time.In addition to 1.78 meters long hair, Liu Jingwei's other requirements are that he has attended or is studying in eight major art schools, and he is preferably from an intellectual family.Zhang Guodong asked him why he had to have long hair.Liu Jingwei said that he doesn't like to look at the girl's face during sex. Besides, he likes to hold the hair, like riding a horse.After we drank, Liu Jingwei would send the drunk people home one by one. Liu Jingwei didn't know what being drunk was.That day, a female dancer called every 15 minutes. Liu Jingwei repeatedly said that he would pick her up in half an hour, and then sent the drunk people home one by one.The female dancer made the last call and said, "It's already two o'clock at night, so don't come anymore, someone else will pick me up." Liu Jingwei said, "Okay." Putting down the phone, she said, "Damn you." These girls don't understand, What does Liu Jingwei want.

Later, there was no girls' perfume in Liu Jingwei's big run, and Liu Jingwei said to me happily: "Do you know what is the most awesome thing now? It is hiring MBAs who graduated from Harvard University. I sent all the girls away. Hired three MBAs who just graduated from Harvard University this year. One used to be from the People’s Bank of China, the other from Wall Street, and the other from Sinochem. Each person is paid 100,000 US dollars a year, including food and housing, which is better than Bao girl It saves money, but it’s more powerful. They speak English very well, like big-eyed goldfish bubbling, I can’t even understand them. They can also use computers, Ex? Juancel, and they can tell me three times when they do the math. How much money I earn in a year, I can figure out how much I am worth. I don’t know how much I’m worth in my whole life. Awesome, right?”

Liu Jingwei died in the bathtub before I took him to the Hanhai Auction to see the half-meter-long Hongshan Jade Dragon hook, so the last thing in his life was to hire three MBAs who graduated from Harvard University. The playground of our middle school faces east, facing the sun, and there are more than a dozen tall poplar trees.A man and a woman lead the gymnastics, standing on the leading exercise platform, with solemn expressions and standard movements, leading everyone to do radio gymnastics to the sound of music.Leading exercises is a very demanding task. Poor movements, bad looks, and bad thoughts will not do.Among the leaders and drillers in our middle school, there are several singers, movie stars and sports stars.Zhang Guodong always said that the breasts of so-and-so and so-and-so were the ones I grew up watching day by day since I was a child, and now they are amazing.Tweety wrote a letter from Africa, saying that she failed to become a big star in China because she mixed with me and Liu Jingwei, Zhang Guodong and others, so the dean thought her thinking was not good, so she failed to become a leader, That's why her physical training skills are weak, so the cutting-edge director saw that she had no other creative desires other than sex, so she didn't become famous, so she couldn't marry a Chinese rich man.Anyway, I've been responsible for her whole life, and I owe her a dozen Chinese billionaires.This is something.Since the girls are short, they are placed in front of the boys, which is a great relief to us.

Boys in this period grew up like crazy.Most of the overgrown things were rough, and the boy couldn't see them at this time.Before the snot from childhood has dried up, a beard that is neither soft nor hard is sprouting from his lips.It was as if after a thunder sting, all kinds of insects began to harass human beings. Someday there was a thunder in the body, and colorful scabies gushed out from the face, red, white, yellow, purple, eye-catching.In the bamboo forest after the rain, you can hear the sound of bamboo jointing.At this time, boys sometimes wake up and find that their pants are a lot shorter.So mothers who can live at this time refuse to buy any decent outfits for their sons, so ugly people and ugly equipment are unified.On the contrary, the girls become more radiant day by day.Chunhua's cheeks, Chuntao's breasts swell, and the unclear secrets in her heart shroud her whole body in mystery.So mothers at this time, on the one hand, imply that girls and men are dangerous and boring and that they should keep themselves clean, on the other hand, they teach their daughters the taste of colors and clothes matching, as a theoretical guide to seduce men in the future.At this time, all the girls can be seen.Even the ugliest girl is attractive sometimes.

I stood behind with Liu Jingwei and Zhang Guodong, in front of me was the sun at ten o'clock, a row of poplar trees, and a dozen rows of girls.The music was playing, the sun was shining, the wind was blowing, the girls raised their arms and kicked their legs.The morning sun shines through their hair, turning their hair reddish-brown. When the sun shines through their bodies, their bodies become vaguely transparent, only the skin part is more transparent, and the fleshy part is darker.As if the ancient Hongshan jade under the strong light, the most transparent is the greenish yellow original jade quality, then the hidden white flowers in the jade quality, then chalk-like calcification, and then moth spots and erosion spots.Later, I played jade under the guidance of the old gangster Kong Jianguo.The old gangster Kong Jianguo said: "After you wake up in the morning, feel your lower body. If you are no longer a pillar of support, it means that your true yang is not enough. Some people find it at thirty, and some people at forty. At this time, you The interest in truth, goodness and beauty should be transferred from girls to jade. Virgins are new jade and new workers, and the thieves are dazzling. Twenty-somethings are the early Qing Dynasty, and Kangxi was prosperous. Thirties are Song Yuanming, "Ming Dachu". Forty years old is the ancient jade of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, the lead is washed away, there is no trace of anger, it is beautiful. Jade is like a girl, it also needs company, needs to be cherished, needs to be rubbed three times a day, can be worn, can be displayed, and can be put under the bed. Yu is better than a girl, she will never leave, she will not force you to do anything overnight, and you can wash it up and leave it to your son. Forget it, forget it, don’t keep thinking about Zhu Chang and Tweety, I saw it at Xiao Cui’s place in the antique city yesterday A round carved jade tiger in the early Shang Dynasty, sapphire, more than ten centimeters long, extremely beautiful, too rare, there is a piece on the map, enough to go to the auction and enter the museum. Prepare tens of thousands of dollars, we will put it tomorrow Take it down." I said, "If you are a hooligan, you must look like a hooligan, and don't act like a cultural pioneer or a rock hero." Every time I think back to the middle school playground, the rows of faintly transparent jade stones under the sunlight The girl's body reminds me of the old hooligan Kong Jianguo who repeatedly scolded me when I first played with jade: "Don't keep touching the jade with your oily hands, the jade will be dirty, and it will never be clean again. Yes. The real Panyu is worn by your side, simmering with your body, thinking with your brain, use your kung fu of obsessive writing here, soak it in hot water for a week or two, and wipe it with a coarse white cloth. Don’t Always touch your big oily hands and ruin good things." I can't figure out why the old rascal Kong Jianguo didn't teach me these life principles when I was in middle school. You should treat girls like jade, and don't use them. My oily hand.Perhaps at that time, he himself did not understand.

Zhang Guodong was dissatisfied with the attractiveness of girls. Zhang Guodong was shirtless, wearing bluish-yellow underwear and sitting under the quilt.His ribs can be counted, and the intercostal space widens and narrows with breathing, like an accordion.Zhang Guodong preached to the other boys in the dormitory: "Girls are just girls, what's the big deal. They are not as strong as you, and don't eat as much as you. Even though King Zhou You didn't play princes for them, Lu Bu didn't kill Dong Zhuo for them , the city of Troy was not burned because of them, their noses are so short that there is nothing, and the history of the world will not change a little..."

Everyone took paper and pens, and under the leadership of Zhang Guodong, after vulgarizing the above meaning, it became a very heroic song: Let's shout instead of music, We don't need money for reason, We don't want sir to be jerks, We don't want girls but angels. Why do girls who work harder have more bitter faces? Why do I get more confused the more I think about it? Why have thousands of years passed, Hasn't another Qin Shihuang burned clean books? Miss, you always look up with a pretty face, It seems that the one who wants to touch you must be a money, For the sake of psychological balance, I want to ask several times,

Do you also pee every day? After the song spread, the teaching director went around to investigate and make unannounced visits.Wiretapping in the corridors of the dormitory, excerpts from the walls of the toilets, intimidating and luring the younger students, and finally getting the lyrics together, I am very excited, just like the excitement when I was a teenager when I learned what to sing in "Five Geng Tune" and where to touch in "Eighteen Touches" .Then he vowed to find and severely punish the author of the lyrics, but failed for a while. In my feeling, Zhu Chang is not arrogant at all, often lowers his eyebrows, nods his head, hurried across the aisle, and shrinks back into his seat.I didn't see the self-satisfaction of girls in Zhu Chang's place, but I saw more boredom and clumsiness of boys.Thin-skinned ones, feeling that Zhu Chang might overhear their conversations with others, raised their tone suddenly, and the topic immediately changed from the public toilet to Zhongnanhai and the Great Hall of the People, with a solemn and wise face.If you have a thick skin, talk directly, borrow a book or two if you have the opportunity, borrow once and return it, have two opportunities to talk, and there are many more topics that can be discussed.Even more cunning, he stuffed half a match into the keyhole of Zhu Chang's car. When he was about to go home, the key was poked tighter and tighter. No country.If you were a video game from childhood to adulthood, there are many dangerous levels in the game. The first is how to deal with your parents, how to get along with siblings, how to play with Fa Xiao, and then how to deal with people like Zhu Chang in front of you. The naturally vicious girl, how to deal with the asshole dean and the idiot math teacher, then the boss and wife that everyone has, then the child who screams all day long, and the aging of the parents.Faced with Zhu Chang's question, none of us boys answered correctly.Some people give themselves an excuse, they have tried it anyway, some people simply forgot, some people find someone with similar eyebrows and eyes, anyway, no one knows the correct answer.Everyone has passed the level in the game, maybe the person who compiled the game is a person with unclear logic, and rarely takes it seriously. I believe that if he was born thousands of years earlier, Lu Bu would finely chop Ding Yuan or Dong Zhuo into simmered dumplings for Zhu Chang, and then wrap them in lotus leaves. Tired in the book, I closed the book and looked at Zhu Chang from an obscure angle. I felt refreshed, as if I was tired of reading at night, and I turned my head to look at the stars in the window.In the past, there was no TV and the Internet. Like the ancients, we looked at our own body, the stars in the sky, and the girl at the same table, and found complex details and universal laws in simplicity. When he first came to this class, Zhu Chang's short hair reached his ears, but now it has fallen down to his shoulders.Her hair is very black, thin and soft. During self-study, Zhang Guodong would occasionally take my seat, and I sat behind Zhu Chang. Through the gaps in her hair, I saw the pulleys and the physics books spread out in front of her. lever.Just like in spring, through the rain, you can see the girl hurriedly passing by with a floral umbrella at the entrance of the alley, and the uncle who insists on selling tea eggs and cigarettes with a plastic sheet.I stubbornly believe that Zhu Chang's hair is a kind of gentle and smooth plant. His eyes are like water, and his thoughts are like water. If you pour it secretly, the plant will grow slowly, very black, thin and soft.I heard the sound of the branches growing, and I smelled the green and tender breath of the branches and leaves.Later on, how many times I stroked Zhu Chang's hair with my oily hands, I couldn't resist the impulse. My hand's tactile memory is very poor, and it takes countless strokes to remember the various complex feelings about Zhu Chang's hair.During the day, at night, in the wind, in the rain, in the combination of spring, summer, autumn and winter, in the change of mood, even when Zhu Chang took off her red skirt and put on a pink one, her hair gave my hands a different feeling touch.I learn and remember through repeated touching. I hope I become a blind man. I have memorized New Oriental’s bullshit word books ten times. How many times do you study?What the old rascal Kong Jianguo said about getting up early in the morning is nonsense. If I touch Zhu Chang's hair with my hands and I can't stand up to the sky, I will be really old.However, if I am sincere, I don’t need to hold her in my arms or touch her. Her person is far away in the sky, but my hands are covered with memories, stretching out into the void, touching the air, and she is in my arms. Here, her hair is between my fingers.In an instant, I reached the sky, my true yang is abundant, and my qi is endless.I take a deep breath, and I can hold my head and float into the sky like a balloon, with my body lying sideways. Later, I asked Zhu Chang who was sitting across the dinner table: "When will I be old enough to forget these memories? I am a medical student, and I know that even if I lose my hands, the memories of my hands are still there." Zhu Chang said : "You told me that I am not allowed to cut my hair too short. Do you think the current length is suitable? Every time I go to the barber shop to wash my hair, the lady said, such good hair, let's cut it, let's dye it, I They all said no, because a person named Qiu Shui disagreed. A few days ago, my hair had split ends, and I went to trim the ends of it." Her hair was still very black, thin and soft, hanging down her shoulders. One day, Zhang Guodong carried a bulging army bag and dragged me to an empty dormitory. He looked like a thief who had just robbed an ancient tomb and immediately took the golden jade clothes buried with him and ran to the antique city to sell them to unscrupulous businessmen. grave robber.Zhang Guodong opened the military bag and piled up the contents in front of me, his flesh glowing brightly. "Four latest "Attic", one "Playboy" selection. You have been at the same table with Chang for some time, and you haven't read Mao Magazine for some time, right? Your two old magazines changed seats with Sang Baojiang , I’ll exchange five magazines with you, and you’ll make a lot of money.” Zhang Guodong said. "Where did you get it?" I asked. "Don't worry about it, it's not easy to come anyway. Don't think about it, look at this photo, the eyes are green, the body hair is golden, have you seen it? Don't think about it, hurry up and write an application for changing seats for me." "If I don't change it, your magazine won't be shown to me?" "No. If there is no such thing, of course I will give it to you. Now it is an exchange. If I promise not to change it, I will show it to you. You can see it anyway, so why would you agree to change it?" I took out a bag of big front doors hidden under my pillow, locked the door of the dormitory, lit one for Zhang Guodong, and another for myself.I sat on the table in front of the bed and confessed my love to Zhang Guodong, hoping he would understand: "I'm sitting next to Zhu Chang. If the weather is fine, the window is open, and the wind blows, the ends of her hair will occasionally touch my face, like spring, the weeping willows on the East Third Ring Road and me riding on the car." I said. Looking at Zhang Guodong, he continued, "Do you understand what I mean?" "I understand." Zhang Guodong put away his schoolbag, "You should read the magazine first, I borrowed it for you, not gave it to you. I went back to the classroom for self-study. I heard that Fat Yan wore a new red shirt with a phoenix pattern on it. ,I gonna go see." Later, Zhang Guodong became a director and also wrote scripts. He mainly made TV dramas, and occasionally made movies, murder pornography, palace filth, and celebrity privacy.For a while I admired Hong Kong talented fat man Wang Jing, and I gave Zhang Guodong a nickname "The King of Bad Movies". I hope he is worse than Wang Jing, and I hope he likes it. Get to know me.There is a big lama who came to Beijing from the Northeast. He looks a bit like a cart and wears bracelets on his feet. I especially like it.She has a sense of mission in acting, and when she is on camera, she puts on airs, her brows and eyes are turned upside down like a model opera, and her shoulders are raised like a rugby player.When the nickname started, Zhang Guodong was very frustrated, saying that he was an artist at heart, and his wife also fell in love with him because of this, not because of his potential to make money.Now making bad movies is compelled by life and needed by society. Don't call him "the king of bad movies".Zhang Guodong said that he still remembers my confession to pornographic magazines, and the similarity between the weeping willows on the East Third Ring Road and Zhu Chang. This image is very important to him. When he earns enough money, he will definitely write an article about this image. Book, and then make a film that does not make money.In fact, Zhang Guodong thought about taking Liu Jingwei's money, so he asked me to invite Liu Jingwei to drink tea in a high-end teahouse near Xihuamen.It was raining lightly that day, and Zhang Guodong said, "The river is raining, the river is full of grass, and the six dynasties are like a dream, and birds sing in the sky." He hoped that Liu Jingwei could feel the emptiness of money and power at the foot of the Forbidden City.The girls in the tea ceremony are dressed in blue and white cloth with white ground, and their tea ordering techniques are complicated and accurate.Liu Jingwei put a large Dunhill handbag on the coffee table and said to the lady, is it from Gansu?Did you practice magic?Without waiting for the lady to answer, he turned around and asked Zhang Guodong, would the movie he was going to make make money?Zhang Guodong said, no earning.Liu Jingwei asked, is it a public welfare undertaking?Zhang Guodong said, no, at most for Zhang Guodong and Qiushui.Liu Jingwei asked, will the female number one sleep with me?Zhang Guodong said that the female number one in the design is a girl with temperament, who doesn't sleep with hooligans.Liu Jingwei asked: Can I play the male lead?Zhang Guodong said, no, the number one male in the design is a young man with pursuit, not a hooligan.Liu Jingwei drank Zhang Guodong's top oolong in one gulp, and said, "Damn it, Zhang Guodong, after so many years, why do you still have such a low opinion of me? Am I stupid? I invest this kind of money?" Later, Zhang Guodong's costume The TV series became popular, and CCTV and satellite stations in various provinces broadcasted them in turn. I was in the United States at the time, and there were video stores in Chinatown for rent.I asked the shop owner if the rental was good. The shop owner said that black people like to rent it the most. There are several semi-naked scenes of the emperor’s third sister taking a shower and getting into bed.Zhang Guodong asked me to take the camera, and begged the owner of the video store to hold the video tape of his film in one hand and give his thumbs up in the other hand, and then hired two old blacks for ten yuan, standing next to him with obscene smiles, and the background was a McDonald's shop with an American flag hanging .I took ten photos in a row and sent them to Zhang Guodong, and told him that my mother admired him a lot and that she couldn’t be a social activity center with a radius of ten miles in the United States. My mother always wants to know whether the young hero in Zhang Guodong's film married the emperor's third sister or Lu Siniang, but she is absolutely unwilling to watch the finale of the last episode in advance.Zhang Guodong wrote back and said that my mother is their dream viewer. He and people like me who don't watch TV are at odds with each other, and there is a generation gap.Zhang Guodong also said that it is spring again in Beijing, and the willow trees on the East Third Ring Road are also green. He has almost saved up his spare money, and it is enough without Liu Jingwei's money. That night, Zhang Guodong called me and said that he was writing a dream script of his life, and asked me if I would like to remove the scars, reminisce about the old relationship, write with him, and get a name on the screen. After Zhang Guodong spread a pile of pornographic magazines and negotiated with me to change seats, he often chatted with me.The topic always revolves around women, especially about Zhu Chang.During my long school years, boys and girls often had this kind of communication. Most of the topics were about women, and occasionally exams and futures were involved.If the definition of the exam is expanded, women are also exam questions. We discuss it for a long time in order to fully understand the questions and try to pass the test sloppily when we go on stage.Liu Jingwei never participated in this kind of discussion. He said that I have all the qualities to make things happen, but I just think too much.Liu Jingwei doesn't like studying, he doesn't like taking exams, he likes everything about him is a standard answer.Liu Jingwei's usual attitude is: "I just did that, what's the matter?" Seeing that I was at a loss, he gave an example: "For example, if you like a girl, you can do it the other way around. If she is not happy, you can kill her. Go. If you still like it in your heart, meet again next time, rape again, and kill again." I said that these principles are too profound to be enlightened. My talent is limited, and I can't understand it without studying or taking exams.Liu Jingwei predicted that he was dead, and I haven't finished reading the book yet.Liu Jingwei's words came true. When I attended his funeral, I had just finished the first draft of my doctoral thesis on the mechanism of ovarian cancer, and the defense meeting had not yet been arranged. The corner of the campus near the caramel factory is the darkest. After eight or nine o'clock, the stench of caramel sugar is gone. Across the playground, the poplar trees on the opposite side are shining white in the moonlight.Zhang Guodong pulled me out, took out a cigarette by himself, and said proficiently: "Don't keep studying, come out and chat." "What are you talking about?" "Do you think the girl in our school is the most heart-warming?" "No one hugged me, I don't know." "Don't be so direct, talk about superficial impressions." "Girls are not Arabic numerals, so they are not comparable. Roses are beautiful, and the soup is definitely not as good as cauliflower." "Then let's talk about Zhu Chang?" "What's wrong with her?" I watched wisps of blue smoke spiraling up from Zhang Guodong's mouth, I raised my head following the blue smoke, a shooting star fell from the sky, slid across the night sky, and fell into the nameless darkness, as if it had failed. The flowers broke off the branches and fell into the pond.Aren't the green beads that fell from the building thousands of years ago, and the feeling that I have been thinking about for a long time but seem to have to let go of after a thousand years, are they all the same kind of beauty and desolation? "how is she?" "Good." "more specific." "Clean." This corner is surrounded by a few strong white bark pines, and even in winter there is no wind, so it is not too cold.I don’t know how many men and women have embraced each other in this corner. When I first started practicing, there was no one to guide me. When I kissed, I didn’t use my lips and tongue, and my teeth collided to make a “click” sound. "Just clean?" "You think it's clean and simple? I think you, Zhang Guodong, make girls feel comfortable. Do you think the word 'comfortable' is simple?" "That's right, my temperament is difficult to cultivate. I have to take a bath every week and brush my teeth every day. Also, I have to read books, read more books, 'the belly has poetry and books in my heart'. Also, I have to think more , otherwise it will be superficial. It is not simple. But Zhu Chang’s cleanliness, is it worth several Playboy? To be honest, I exchanged the magazine with you, just out of curiosity. Those few magazines are not easy to come, If I give it to you, I will give it to you. But I regretted it as soon as I said it, and I was afraid that you would agree. No, those magazines were exchanged for several cigarettes." "Worth it. I think it's worth it." "Don't want to chase after her? Take it to your hut and see what she looks like? Let me know, you watch first, and I'll cook the noodles first. After you finish, I'll watch." "There are enough people chasing her. I don't like icing on the cake." "That's right. It seems that a man should want to have an affair with her. I can't suppress my evil thoughts. However, it is interesting to chase more, and to win love with a sword is to show the true qualities of a hero." "So what can I do if I take it? It's not interesting. ... Is there any smoke?" "You smoke again? Didn't you quit?" "The first one." "What an exciting thing it is to keep learning bad things. It's a pity it's not a good smoke, 'Red Plum'. Originally, the first smoke should be a good smoke, just like a boy who learns political thought after breaking his body and becomes a Tongnan. She should be a good girl if she breaks her body again, at least she should be about the same as Zhu Chang." Liu Jingwei and Zhang Guodong had the foresight about smoking. The old gangster Kong Jianguo taught them, and they taught me.In my house, I open the windows and draw the curtains. "It's still learning, I will." I said. "You know what a fart." Liu Jingwei opened a pack of "Marlboro", which was a rarity at the time.Flick the bottom of the cigarette box with the index finger of his right hand, and a cigarette pops out by itself. "Light it up, puff." Zhang Guodong said with experience, "Pinch it with two fingers, don't put it too far forward, don't put it too far back, the tip of the cigarette is a little bit up, Marlboro is better than the big front door, it's lit It doesn’t smoke and it doesn’t go out, the ash can last until the end. In fact, it’s this kind of pie that smokes. It’s placed on the side of the road, and the passers-by will take a look. The little girl passing by sneaks a look and pretends not to see it. Qiu Shui , Don’t be like chewing sugar cane, take a sip, spit it out, and waste something good. Inhale it into your lungs, inhale it into your brain, think about how awesome you are, and then spray it out slowly from your nose.” Later I asked, I know how to smoke, how does the girl soak? "Are you pretending to be stupid?" Zhang Guodong said. "Really not. I understand the fight. You have great strength. Hold down the little bastard with one hand, lift up the brick with the other, and ask Ya Ting, 'Are you convinced?'. If you say no, you break his Head, you are convincing, you are awesome. Anyway, this will kill him. The old gangster Kong Jianguo has demonstrated all these. But how do girls make love? Talk to others? Then what? Take it to the small black room? Then What? Undressed? Then what? Then?" Zhang Guodong was also puzzled, and later he and Liu Jingwei met a young man who had a video recorder at home. After watching a film made by a Vietnamese, he came back and told me excitedly: " Then you get hot and swollen, and then you take off your clothes, and then you know what to do. Like smoking, you don’t need to be taught.” Now, the smoke is in my mouth, and it is spicy.It seems that the feeling of fullness in the heart can float away from the mouth with the smoke.There are other things to understand besides the book. I asked Zhang Guodong if he wanted to listen to my poem recitation. "Actually, I'm a poet," I said. "Then I'm still a filmmaker." "Don't look at me like a pig butcher, but I'm actually a poet." "Okay. No pornography, no money, no loud voice, no money." I jumped up and began to read a childish doggerel: Learn to smoke in order to learn to be bad, Learning to be bad is to learn to grow up. Learn to grow up to hate Dad, Kill him again. Learn to grow up to fall in love with your mother, Abandon her again. When I grew up, I also recited poems, but it must have been after five small Erguotou.I can't drink milk except yoghurt and I lack lactase.I can drink, and I blush after drinking a cup, but I don’t get drunk after a hundred cups, just like when I touch a girl’s hand, I blush, but after I blush, I remember to say a hundred nasty quotes.One day when I grew up, the owner of the jade shop, who had made countless money from my pocket, gave me a Neolithic jade wine glass.I was drinking Erguotou from a Neolithic jade glass at Dongsi’s Kong Yiji Hotel. Zhu Chang sat opposite me and said, “I’m here by car, drink to your heart’s content.” After five Erguotou, I The little beast in my heart woke up, and my eyes were burning red. I asked Zhu Chang, "Have you missed me recently?"I then asked: "Do you not want to talk about it now or have you not thought about me recently?" Zhu Chang raised his head from the cured pork head and said, "You are so old, what do you think?" I ordered the sixth bottle of Xiaoerguotou, Then he asked, "Have you missed me recently?" Zhu Chang asked the waiter to add another plate of preserved pig intestines, and said, "If you haven't thought about it, why should I see you?" legs, jumped onto the table, and my mouth began to recite the poem: "There are two trees outside the house, one is a locust tree, and the other is also a locust tree. There are two dishes on the table, one is cured pig intestines, and the other is也是腊猪大肠。眼睛里两个姑娘，一个是朱裳，另一个也是朱裳。”我站在桌子上，我戴圆眼镜，穿白衬衫，我的眼睛通红，我的肚脐露出来，我没有碰掉一个盘子。 在中学的黑暗角落里，我嘬一口张国栋的红梅烟，吐一口烟，念一句打油诗，就像逐字逐句地读一道选择题的题干。 “你这么抽烟纯属浪费，”张国栋深吸一口烟，吞进肺里，再慢慢地让烟一丝丝地从鼻孔飘出来，青烟曲折回转散入周围的黑暗之中。“想上就别憋自己。你有戏。” "Is it?" “她喜欢你。” "why?" “你喜欢书，读得仔细，你有时候就是你喜欢的书。你能迷上你的书，别人也会迷上你。” “两个人没事能干什么呢？”我看了一眼自己的左手，枯黄干瘦，伸直后在关节之间出现一圈圈皮肤的皱褶，就像酱在熟食店里的鸡爪、鸭爪。这样的手伸出去，应该放在朱裳身体的什么地方，才能让她感觉舒服地被自己抱着？ 篮球场上还有几个贪玩的男生借着路灯阴黄的光亮打球。远处隐约能看见一男一女在散步，好像是在讨论一道解析几何题。 “你说别人的事总是出奇的明白，遇到自己的事总是嫩。这事呀，你试试就知道了。就像有些事不用教，上了床自然就会了。再说你没骚扰过小姑娘，也没少被小姑娘骚扰呀，怎么一到朱裳这儿就发木？咱们学校躲在树后面看你的姑娘不比躲在山洞里流着口水等着吃唐僧肉的妖精少。” “要是人家不乐意呢？以后怎么一块呆呀？” “就对她说'就当我什么也没说'，我再陪你喝顿酒，以后就当自己什么也没做过。” 我又抽了一口烟，顿了顿说：“我没兴趣。” 我想起我的小屋。周末回去，胡乱填几口饭，反锁上门，世界就和我无关了。拉上窗帘，大红牡丹花的图案就把所有光线割断，包括星星。打开台灯，昏黄的光线将满溢在小屋里的书烘暖。书从地板堆到屋顶，老妈说，书上不省钱，想看什么就买什么，读书多的孩子孝顺。书不像古董，不是世家，省省也能请回家最好的。我和我姐姐站在琉璃厂中国书店高大的书架前，我问她，妈给你的钱够吗？我姐姐说，够。我对售货员说，我要一整套十六本《鲁迅全集》和一整套二十五本《全唐诗》。我问售货员，近百年是不是鲁迅最牛逼了，近两千年，是不是唐诗最牛逼了。售货员是个男的，剃个小平头，说，如果你要买，当然是你挑的这两种最牛逼了，册数最多，价钱也贵，《鲁迅全集》六十块，《全唐诗》五十八块五毛。售货员问我，你带够钱了吗？我说，够了。售货员又问，你拿得走吗？我指了指穿着短袖粗着胳膊的姐姐说，我姐姐有的是力气。我和姐姐把十六册《鲁迅全集》和二十五册《全唐诗》放进带来的土红色的拉杆旅行箱，死沉，我们从和平门乘地铁到北京站，再从北京站换公共汽车到团结湖，后来拉杆箱的轱辘坏了一个，后来我们把书抬进了家。姐姐说，作为回报，你读到有意思的东西就摘抄到一个本子上，然后给我做作文时引用。我说，好，看到会心的地方，我就冲你一笑。 我摆开几个茶杯，杜牧、李白、劳伦斯、亨利·米勒就静静地坐在对面。倒上茶，千年前的月光花影便在小屋里游荡。杜牧、李白、劳伦斯、亨利·米勒已经坐在对面了，他们的文字和我没有间隔。我知道他们文字里所有的大智慧和小心思，这对于我毫无困难。他们的魂魄，透过文字，在瞬间穿越千年时间和万里空间，在他们绝不知晓的北京市朝阳区的一个小屋子里，纠缠我的魂魄，让我心如刀绞，然后泪流满面。第一次阅读这些人的文字对我的重要性无与伦比，他们的灵魂像是一碗豆汁儿一样，有实在的温度和味道，摆在我面前，伸手可及。这第一次阅读，甚至比我的初恋更重要，比我第一次抓住我的小弟弟反复拷问让他喷涌而出更重要，比我第一次在慌乱中进入女人身体看着她的眼睛失去理智更重要。几年以后，我进了医学院，坐在解剖台前，被福尔马林浸泡得如皮球般僵硬的人类大脑摆在我面前，伸手可及。管理实验室的老大爷说，这些尸体标本都是解放初期留下来的，现在收集不容易了，还有几个是饿死的，标本非常干净。我第一次阅读杜牧、李白、劳伦斯、亨利·米勒比第一次解剖大脑标本，对我更重要。我渴望具备他们的超能力，在我死后千年，透过我的文字，我的魂魄纠缠一个同样黑瘦的无名少年，让他心如刀绞，泪流满面。我修炼我的文字，摊开四百字一页的稿纸，淡绿色，北京市电车公司印刷厂出品，钢笔在纸上移动，我看见炼丹炉里炉火通红，仙丹一样的文字珠圆玉润，这些文字长生不老。我黑瘦地坐在桌子前面，骨多肉少好像一把柴火，柴火上是炉火通红的炼丹炉。我的文字几乎和我没有关系，就像朱裳的美丽和朱裳没有太多联系一样。我和朱裳都是某种介质，就像古时候的巫师，所谓上天，透过这些介质传递某种声音。我的文字，朱裳的美丽，巫师的声音，有它们自己的意志，它们反过来决定我们的动作和思想。当文字如仙丹一样出炉时，我筋疲力尽，我感到敬畏，我心怀感激，我感到一种力量远远大过我的身体、大过我自己。当文字如垃圾一样倾泻，我筋疲力尽，我感觉身体如同灰烬，我的生命就是垃圾。 我对张国栋说：“我的屋子太小了，床上的书把我都快挤得没地方睡了。已经放不下别的了。”杜牧、李白、劳伦斯、亨利·米勒已经坐在对面了，朱裳坐什么地方呢？ “那我就先追了？我可是跟你商量过了。” “好。需要的话，我替你写情书，送小纸条。如果人家对你有意思，我把座位让给你。”