Chapter 7 6

Now it seems that the relationship between me and Zhu Chang is composed of short-term friendship and long-term ambiguity. In the brief friendship, I held Zhu Chang's hand, and we walked in the vast and boundless city of Beijing.The city of Beijing is large and unreasonable, with high surroundings and low middles, like an old wine glass, and sluggish trees everywhere.Zhu Chang and I walked in the wine glass, full of half-understood history everywhere, and Zhu Chang and I walked in the sticky time.When we were young, we didn’t have enough sexual intercourse, and our physical strength accumulated very well. Liu Jingwei and Zhang Guodong, I, and I rode for two hours every weekend to the Old Summer Palace. We liked the ruins. We carried a stone pony on our back. We watched the rocks through the grass A wild union between male and female college students.Those college students are really bad, their foreplay is as long and boring as a winter night in Beijing, the girls are always strong like crops, not afraid of the severe cold, the boys are always clumsy like farmers, two big cool hands stretched out behind the girl's back and beat Do not unbutton your bra.At that time, Zhu Chang and I walked from Tiananmen to Dongdan to Baijiazhuang. The summer days in Beijing were very long. In half black and half white, we waited for the bus at the 43rd Road station. We agreed that the next bus would come. break up.Countless next cars came, many people got off the car, many people got on the car, and many people went where they were going.While waiting for the countless next cars, I took Zhu Chang's hand, and her hand was very fragrant.Zhu Chang looked into my eyes and sang to me that foreign song called Feelings. Her hair was flying like lyrics in the hot summer wind. She said that my eyelashes are very long.Later, Zhu Chang told me that she had never been so stupid again. How could a girl who grew up in a city with a harsh natural environment like Beijing be so romantic.I said that I have a lot of embarrassing things in retrospect, but when I think of it, in a foreign language song I can't understand, holding the fragrant hand of the girl who will destroy the peace of my life, waiting forever for the next car to drive forty Three-way bus, I feel sweet and happy.

In the long ambiguity, in order to find out the past years, I repeatedly learned about Zhu Chang's thoughts and feelings at a certain point in the past from various angles, and the most direct method was to ask Zhu Chang himself.The answer I get most often is: "I don't know." I have tried a variety of psychological and psychoanalytic methods, such as revisiting the old place, I hold Zhu Chang's hand, and I can't fake it from Tuanjiehu Park Shan walked to Yaojiayuan, Baijiazhuang, and the printing factory of Youth Publishing House, and to the playground of the middle school. The poplar trees on the playground were taller, but they were still in a row. The drill table was still there, but it was rusted.I held Zhu Chang's hand by the Liangma River. It was spring, the weather was warm and the willow trees were soft.I won't let Zhu Chang drive here, so we can drink Xiao Erguotou together.But with the waxed pig intestines, Zhu Chang's drinking capacity is boundless.Alcohol is still alcohol, Zhu Chang's cheeks are flushed, and the answer I get is still: "I don't know."

After a lot of small Erguotou, Zhu Chang said that in middle school, when she couldn't listen to the class, and when she was tired, she would look at me involuntarily, thinking that I was different from others.Textbooks, teaching references, and exercise sets are piled up on my desk, forming a secluded cave, blocking the teacher's sight, but I have a useless book in my hand all year round.She thinks that I am a real scholar, a scholar who slightly resembles her father.A real scholar, like a real cook, actor, and whore, has an innate obsession with the things he loves.The women in the book are beautiful and delicious, and the men in the book are full of love and hatred.What happens outside the book has nothing to do with real readers.She likes to see the bewilderment on my face, the obsession like a ghost.I said, "Is it possible that I can marry your mother just because I look like your father?" Zhu Chang said, "I was young and ignorant at the time, and I misread it. In fact, it's just that you are too thin, eye-catching, and easy to get married." It makes people feel distressed." At that time, I was 1.80 meters and 108 pounds. Except for the lack of bust, I was in full compliance with the standards of a world supermodel.Zhang Guodong has been researching the secret formula of breast enhancement for a while, saying that his formula only increases breasts but not fat, and asked me if I want to try it for free.I told Zhu Chang that it's fine for a woman to be complicated or simple.However, complexity is like a book and can be read.Simple as jade, you can touch it.At that time, Zhu Chang didn't let his buttons be unbuttoned, and he didn't let his hands touch them. What can I do?

After more small Erguotou, Zhu Chang said that she used to keep a diary, using a light blue diary, with a superficial and vulgar style.It is recorded in the diary that she sat next to me and couldn't help but look at me when I was concentrating on reading.She felt that she was connected with me in essence: "The same loneliness, the same loneliness in the bones. This kind of loneliness, no matter how much laughter, no matter how intoxicated the feasting and feasting, can't be resolved, just take a casual look at the starry sky in the skylight of the ballroom , drink a sip of the overnight tea in the palm of your hand, and the loneliness is in your heart. It seems that he opened an idle book, as if I lowered my eyes, and the world has nothing to do with me. This kind of loneliness, only few people understand. "I said I'm going to celebrate my birthday, so please give me a copy of your diary, or you can keep the original one, so that your current husband won't go crazy after finding out.Zhu Chang said: "No. The diary is gone. I read it again and felt bored, so I burned it." Apart from restless hands, Zhu Chang also likes to set fires. She subconsciously ignited the matches in the hotel room one by one. The room was filled with the smell of burning sulfur. In addition to the potential of a counter-revolutionary masturbation criminal, Zhu Chang also had the potential of a counter-revolutionary arsonist.Later, for my birthday, Zhu Chang gave me a little girl in white porcelain, wearing a flowered hat and a white skirt, covering from the neck to the feet, like a white flour bag, you can see the chest, waist, buttocks. not see.At the back of the skirt, tie a bow. The ribbon of the bow extends into the skirt, and a white plastic bead is dropped at one end.Because there was nothing inside the skirt, the body of the white porcelain girl was shaking, and the plastic beads hit the inside of the skirt, making a tinkling sound. When I listened hard, the voice seemed to be: "I don't know, I don't know."

Zhu Chang said that since she was a child, many people doted on her.First came grandparents, parents, co-workers of parents, and those who often visited when the father was away.When she was in kindergarten, she was pampered by her aunts. Her dance was the best, her steps were the biggest, and her lips were painted the reddest. When she greeted foreign guests and leaders, she stood at the front, holding Waving plastic flowers are the most colorful.Later, the big boys of her parents and colleagues doted on her.Those people, she called her big brother since she was a child.When they came back from school, they would wait for her at the gate of the unit compound, or go directly to school to pick her up.A few older brothers helped her finish her homework together, and everyone went for a walk and play together.Making mud, building sand castles, and digging clay, the big brothers are very cute and know a lot.When they were older, the brothers began to shave their beards and put on leather shoes, which began to shine.They took her to eat in a bistro, with waiters, napkins and disposable chopsticks.They politely asked her to order first, hot or cold, and after a few glasses of beer, they held an empty beer bottle in their hand and said, "I don't know anyone in this area of ​​Chaoyangmen, which little ruffian dares to bully you?" You, we can definitely abolish him."Fearing that she would suffer from the little hooligan when they were away, a master who had practiced Dachengquan in the Dongcheng Martial Arts Center taught her the move of "pushing the yin leg", and kicking it down, at least it could make the little hooligan's yin and yang unbalanced, and at the worst, he would lose his children and grandchildren. .Someone picked up a guitar, a red cotton brand acoustic guitar, and she was fascinated by it, as if there were some troubles and things that she didn't know how to express, but the guitar could speak out.At that time, I played "Romans De Amor" and "Green Sleeves".On a non-cold day, a few people gathered together, played or listened, and smoked five or six packs of Goldfish brand cigarettes bought by chipping in, and the night passed quickly.Seeing little sister Zhu Chang's tears streaming down her face, her face glistening with pearls, the brothers couldn't help but be terrified, knowing that this little sister has a desire that is bigger than life in her heart, and this life is destined to be extraordinary.Although they understand that this little girl is beyond their grasp, why is their heart still full of turmoil?Later, someone put down the guitar, picked up the girl, and said that after careful stroking, the girl's curved flesh and blood could play music, and it was as pleasant to listen to.Later, the most outstanding one of the elder brothers began to look at her in the wrong way, and tried to talk to her about some very ethereal and abstract things.She began to fear that the big brothers were not cute anymore.

It turned out that Zhu Chang had a few female classmates who he knew well, and they could ride home together and do their homework together.The female students are also happy to be around Zhu Chang, sharing the boys' eyes and commenting on how boring the boys are.However, I gradually discovered that the bicycle of the girl who went home with her always broke down inexplicably, and it was always so bad that it could not be repaired within a day or two.Girls are always timid. Gradually, few girls dare to accompany her home anymore. "Safety first, boys second", their parents educate them.

Zhu Chang rode his bike home by himself, and a boy would catch up with him on the way. "Riding alone? I'll ride along the way, and I'll ride with you, okay? There are a lot of bad kids on this road. I know your middle school is the key point of the city, but the middle school in front of you is a well-known gangster's den, Baihuzhuang Secondary school. Another bad middle school. The ones squatting at the entrance of the middle school are the little ruffians who shoot girls, and the ones squatting at the entrance of the middle school are the police. But you have to go through the entrance of the middle school every day when you go home. You are so beautiful, how dangerous, yes No? I have practiced martial arts, grappling and fighting, and four or five little ruffians can't get close to me. Look at my biceps, and then look at my triceps. They are very thick and hard. I practice bodybuilding every day, and every day my mother Give me three boiled eggs. If you look at it this way, you can’t see the whole picture. In fact, my muscles are more obvious when I take off my clothes. There are four abdominal muscles on the left and right, a total of eight, and one is not less. This does not mean that I am a rough person. I am very good at studying, and my heart is full of meticulousness. I can draw fine brushwork, landscape figures, flowers and feathers, plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums. Orchids can be psychic. It’s not bragging. If you don’t believe me, you can visit my house on the weekend. The whole room is full of orchids I painted. It feels like a tropical garden. Not bragging, one of the few problems I have is that I can’t brag. Let me tell you another secret, another problem of mine is the pursuit of perfection. So when I painted orchids, it felt a little bit wrong. The large painting of a few meters, I tore it up and repainted it. The orchid that satisfied me was placed at home, and the butterfly stopped. In the painting, the bee is on the top, and the dragonfly is on the top. It is because I pursue perfection that I have a good impression of you. You are so perfect and outstanding. Your hometown must not be from Beijing. It is either your mother or your father. Southern descent, either Suzhou or Hangzhou, can give birth to such a delicate girl like you. My father is from Suzhou, and my mother is from Hangzhou, so I can be so delicate. The muscles under the shirt can’t stop the delicateness in my bones. Does your family live in that compound? That red building, unit four, five floors, the house on the right? Are you surprised? How did I know? Just put your heart into it. 'There is nothing difficult in the world, but there are people with a heart', I respect you Xin, I have been with you for a long time. You are so beautiful in the wind, beside the flowers, in the snow, and under the moon. I am not a casual person. I have observed you for a long time, and at the same time examine my own heart, isn’t it? I was confused for a while. Is it because of my obsession? My answer is no. I am full of passion and rational and objective. Your parents are also engaged in weaving, right? Maybe you still know my dad, who is a figure in the weaving industry, Maybe I will be promoted to deputy minister this year. Even so, I am still very approachable. If you go to the Changqiao area to inquire, I have many little brothers, and there is no one who does not say that I am nice..."

"..." "Let's make friends. My surname is Liu, Liu Bang's Liu. Don't be so nervous, no one wants to hurt you. A girl like you, everyone wants to take care of you." "..." "I'm not a hooligan, I'm from No. 4 Middle School." "..." "You haven't heard of No.4 Middle School? No way? Although your school is also a key city, it is nothing compared to our No.4 Middle School. It's like there are several five-star hotels in Beijing, but they are all rated by China itself. Yes, the level is uneven, and the real good hotels, such as Hong Kong Peninsula, Ritz-Carlton, are five-star out of five-star, you can call it super five-star or six-star. Our No. 4 middle school is the key point of the city, It can also be called super focus. Our No. 4 Middle School was founded in 1907. It was called Shuntian Middle School at that time. Now the old school gate is still there, especially like the old school gate of Tsinghua University. There are simply too many Tsinghua students in our school. It’s commonplace, awesome. It was rebuilt later. It’s a milky-white building with a hexagonal classroom. We sat in it, and the light was good. It felt like a bee that was working hard to collect honey, flying among the flowers. Study hard and pick the flowers of knowledge. We also have a standard stadium with a swimming pool. In summer, you come to me to play, and I will take you in. But when you grow up, there are no hooligans staring at your chest. We also have an astronomy building, When the weather is good, run to the top and feel that you can pick up the stars with your hands. In that place, look at the starry sky with your eyes, and think of a girl like you, who is as beautiful, as unattainable, and inspires people to explore. , I can’t think of a more suitable place.”

"I want to go home." "Yes, am I sending you back now? You must be very busy at ordinary times. It can be seen that you love to read. You are born beautiful and influenced by books, and you will have a great future. So, let's go to the Capital Theater on weekends Going to the theater? I bought two tickets for 'Renyi', which is very interesting." "I want to go home." "Who hasn't been back at home! Going back every day, don't you bother? It's a new row of 'Renyi'. If you don't watch it, you're a Beijinger." All the prostitutes, prostitutes, dancers, and singing girls in the capital are dragged together...'"

"I want to go home!" Zhu Chang told me that after she said she was going home for the third time, she remembered the cunt legs her big brothers taught her.She raised her calf and kicked the chain cover of the boy's car. The boy and the car rolled to the middle of the road, and a small car coming from the opposite side braked suddenly, making a screeching sound.Zhu Chang retracted his legs and rode vigorously across the intersection. New Year's party. Tables and chairs were pushed around, leaving a central void.The table is against the wall, and the chairs are surrounded by the table.On the table are melon seeds, peanuts, fruits, Beijing preserved fruits, assorted candies, and arctic soda.Colorful "Happy New Year" is written in colorful chalk on the blackboard, cartoon characters cut from red electro-optical paper are pasted on the window glass, and colored paper tapes are wrapped around the white tube lamps in the classroom, emitting bright red and purple lights.

The homeroom Chinese teacher stood in the middle of the classroom and gave a year-end speech. His thick calves in the shape of a general's jar were exposed under the woolen skirt. His hair was newly done, heavily oiled, and his lips were painted blood red. His yellow face was reflected by the red lips. become more bleak.The format of the speech is still the old routine, half a plagiarized or quoted obscure poem and a newspaper editorial of three or four hundred words: "The fog wets our wings, but the wind does not allow us to hesitate any longer. Shore, my beloved shore, just yesterday Farewell to you, today you are here again. Tomorrow we will meet in another latitude. Yesterday, the year that is about to pass, our country, our city, our district, our school, and our class have all made great achievements. People The masses are rejoicing, and we have taken another solid step on the road to the four modernizations. However, there is a long way to go, and the road ahead is still full of thorns, which requires us to be more courageous and determined. Outlook In the new year, there is still one and a half years before the college entrance examination. The war is coming. We must be prepared and work hard. As your teacher, I have made the determination and preparation. I will sweat for you, shed tears for you, and blood for you. You guys. Are you ready?" We were eating melon seeds like chickens pecking at rice. When we heard this sudden question, we stopped and answered in unison: "Ready. Always be ready." The two of them were frightened at the same time, spewed out a mouthful of soda, coughed non-stop, and Zhang Guodong kept talking: "I sweat for you, I shed tears for you, and I shed blood for you. Everything else is for you." The homeroom teacher gave Zhang Guodong a vicious look, thinking that it was a happy occasion for the New Year's party, so he ignored him. Then there was the performance, the girls collectively performed a modern dance, as if they were prepared, a few girls took off their coats and danced attire: half-length white socks stretched over slender black bodybuilding trousers, white shirts, floral sweaters , black hair spread out.They jumped up and down in the middle of the classroom, with the dynamic music, the five fingers of both hands were stretched as far as possible, crossing back and forth in the air.At a certain moment when the music was switched, they stopped suddenly, and continued to stretch out the five fingers of both hands, placing them straight on their hips or half-bent on their shoulders, their eyes each looking for a different place in the sky, and staring fiercely.I'm a rough person in singing and dancing, so I didn't see anything, except that in the bright red and purple lights, I saw the outline of the newly grown breasts and the freshly upturned buttocks, which were very beautiful.Music blindness and dance blindness are hereditary. My mother and father came to the United States to visit me. They said they wanted to see New York, Washington DC and Las Vegas. I said I should go to see Yellowstone Park and the Grand Canyon. My mother said no, she Said: "Everyone knows New York and Washington, and everyone loves to gamble. In the future, when I talk to others about whether I have been there or not, I can confidently say that I have been there. When I talk about whether I have gambled or not, I can proudly say I’ve gambled all over America.” I drove a big Buick up north from Miami Beach to New York City, with my dad in the passenger seat and my mom in the back.That 1991 Buick was really big. My mother could stretch her legs when she lay flat on the back seat, and I felt like I was driving a big boat in the front, with only ups and downs and no bumps.When I arrived in New York, my classmates and friends decided to welcome my mother and father, that is, their godmother and godfather, one of which was to invite them to watch a Broadway song and dance.I told them before that it would be good to find a lively show, such as the like, but they found the world's top modern dancers, and the audience entered the venue in black and white dresses. There was a cocktail party before the opening and a reception dinner after the end.My dad fell asleep leaning on the chair ten minutes after the opening, his eyes were tightly closed, his mouth was slightly open, and there were two thin strands of saliva connected between the two lips, and the length of the strands of saliva followed his even breathing Change rhythmically.My mother was very excited, sitting in the second row and watching carefully with the high-powered binoculars I bought in the merchandise department of the Discovery Channel.The first time, my mother whispered to me: "These actors are not young, they are in their forties, why are they still bouncing around on the stage?" The second time, my mother whispered to me. I said, "These people seem to be very depressed." The third time, my mother whispered to me, "The guy who leads the dance looks like Gary." Gary is a friend of my sister's, bald. After Gary, all bald men looked like Gary.My mother and father's understanding of song, dance and music has been passed on to me sufficiently, and I have no hope of it. After the girls danced the modern dance, it was Liu Jingwei's modern Shaolin boxing.This is also a reserved item, which fully exposes Liu Jingwei's fierce and aggressive side. The boxing method is the same every time, but the climax at the end is different.The end of the year before last was to smash five bricks stacked together with one palm, last year it was to smash a brick in the hand with one head, and this year it was to insert a finger into a brick placed in the middle of the ground. growth, or the quality of bricks is declining year by year.We applauded desperately when Liu Jingwei reached a climax, like watching a martial arts show in Chang'an Theater: "Good. Good. Good." "Good" should be shouted twice, Yang Ping.Liu Jingwei has a complex with bricks, and he can't have fun without bricks in fights. Later, when Sang Baojiang was engaged in real estate, the stalls were too large, the capital chain was broken, and the building was ruined.Sang Baojiang asked Liu Jingwei to invest, and he asked Liu Jingwei to visit his construction site. Liu Jingwei frowned while walking on the construction site: "Why are there so few bricks on this construction site now? How can we fight this one?" Now , The bricks were completely prevented from being burned, saying that it was polluting the environment. Fortunately, Liu Jingwei died young, otherwise he would be even more outdated and lonely. The next step is to beat the drum and pass the flowers. One person beats the drum with his eyes closed, and everyone passes the flowers in a circle. When the drum stops, whoever gets the flowers will have to improvise.Zhang Guodong drank too much Beibingyang soda, went to the bathroom, the flowers were passed to his seat, and Sang Baojiang beside him didn't continue to pass them.Zhang Guodong cheated and refused to perform on the show.Liu Jingwei made a fuss, saying whether you will act as Zhu Chang's accompaniment.Zhang Guodong and Zhu Chang gave him a vicious look at the same time.Zhang Guodong said, let me throw a ball for everyone.He took three oranges from the table behind him and juggled them like an acrobat, and it took two minutes for an orange to fall to the ground.Sang Baojiang immediately said, the acting was really good, you can perform another throwing soda bottle.Zhang Guodong said: I will throw your mother's bottle. After nine o'clock, the head teacher said, it's getting late, I'll go back first, and I have to prepare for tomorrow's class.You play for a while, before it's too late. The girls suggested dancing. Anyway, they also wore tights or skirts for modern dance performances, and they also put on makeup, fixed their hair, and put on some perfume.I've never seen a girl put on makeup, but imagining the process turns me on.I imagined that there should be a mirror, and there should be colorful, high and low, large and small jars, some for ointment, some for water, some for powder, and some for oil, as well as various tools and brushes. , tweezers, trowel, knife.The girl sits in front of the mirror and uses different tools to prepare different shapes of cream, water, powder and oil in different containers. Sixteen colors are mixed with sixteen colors. There are two hundred and fifty-six colors, which is the beauty of one nature. The combination of the sixteen flavors and the two hundred and fifty-six flavors is a fragrance of one nature.The girl sat in front of the mirror, drawing strokes on her face, thinking bit by bit in her heart, and then asked, mirror, mirror, am I the most beautiful girl in the world?It seems that I am trying to reproduce every bit of my heart on the light green manuscript paper of 400 characters per page.In this weird process, we happen to be able to transcend the world, and the pen in our hand becomes a demon knife.When I traded US dollar futures, I started to watch the New York market at 8:30 in the evening. The little fox I raised put on heavy makeup and went to the disco downstairs in the hotel to exercise.At 3:30 in the morning, the New York stock market closed, and the little fox disco came back from exercising, with the heavy makeup on her face intact, because she never sweated, and because she walked silently, I often felt that she had a strong ghostly aura.The little fox said, I want to eat supper.I sat in a Herman Miller chair and flexed my stiff shoulders, the little fox curled up between my legs, unbuttoning my baggy pajama bottoms.She raised her face, and the heavy makeup on her face was clear. At this moment, she was extremely beautiful.I turned the little fox on my back, with my desk on my hands, and I hugged her from behind.Opposite the desk is a mirror, and in the mirror is the face of the little fox with heavy make-up, which is extremely beautiful.After supper, the little fox went to the bathroom to remove her make-up. I never looked at it. The foreign exchange markets in Wellington, New Zealand and Tokyo, Japan are about to open again, and my shoulders and back will continue to be stiff. Zhu Chang basically doesn't wear makeup. She said that she doesn't look like her after the transformation, which is the truth.I have seen the wedding photos of her and her husband, Zhu Chang with heavy makeup on his face, like a little movie star who came out of nowhere, leaning on the shoulder of a man with a big parted hair.Tweety does not wear makeup except for acting. She said that putting on makeup would ruin her face, just like writing things would shorten her life.Later, Tweety married a young African chief.Many years later, I saw those African gangsters who taught me to swear near the archway of "Yongyan Emperor Zuo" outside Chaoyang Gate.I said that a female classmate of mine married them in Africa, and I showed them the photo of Tweety that happened to be in my wallet. The African gangsters immediately held their breath and buttoned up their shirts when they saw the photo.They said their young chief had become king, and my Tweety was now their mother, looked up to in their country.Tweety's image was printed on posters, posted in their capital's international airport and in the best seaside resort hotels, and Tweety's head also appeared on the new version of the currency.They also said that before they left their country, they had the honor to meet the mother of Tweety, and they were so shocked that they didn't dare to take a third look.I asked them to ask for an African currency with Tweety's face on it, and called Tweety when I went home.Tweety said that in Africa, there are no theater performances, and occasionally she puts on makeup to prevent her childish performance from being wasted.Tweety said, Africa is hot, and it’s okay at night. She turned off the cold wind at night, then took off her clothes one by one, and put on high heels. She has many high heels, and she chooses the kind with thin and high heels, and then puts on makeup carefully , and then walk up and down the house.I asked her if she had hung curtains, Tweety said no, the sea was outside the window.I said: "This image is too obscene, I am hard, all my pornographic books were taken away by Zhang Guodong, and I hung up the phone, you have African chiefs, I have nothing here. Let's talk about something else, your country recently How is the development of the tourism industry? Has it become a pillar industry of the national economy?" Tweety said: "I'm going to kill you, I have more lewd ones, you hold the phone and listen slowly. I have a big bathtub, a small one. Like a swimming pool, the water is hot, but there is no steam, and the makeup on the face will not fade. Put a kind of flower petals here, and soak for 20 minutes naked, and the whole body of the woman will be soft, no place is hard, as if The bones are all melted, and the person is floating on the water, as if floating in the air. If a man comes in at this time, the woman's body will tighten, a kind of smooth whole body tightening without the slightest strain, and then relax and tighten again. Tight. Okay, I'm hanging up." When I was in high school, the girls always felt that the boys in the class were small, and the restless girls always found good boyfriends in colleges or seniors in other schools, and a few of them with early breast development even directly looked for jobs in the society man.When school is over, there are often some handsome boys in front of the school, wearing bright brand-name sportswear, picking up their girls, and occasionally a car or two, waiting to pick up their girlfriends.The female branch secretary in our class is a typical example.The female secretary is very resolute. We call her "ladder", which comes from a homonym: "Books (secretary) are the ladder of human progress." Ladder has looked down on us from the beginning, and she has always been excellent.Even if he didn't run as fast as Zhang Guodong, at the summer sports meeting, four people including Zhang Guodong were still carrying a panel, and the ladder stood on the panel.Her treasure is solemn, with a sign in one hand with the word "dragon" on it, and a sign in the other hand with the word "tiger" on it.The ladder raised the "Dragon" sign, and those of us walking in the square shouted: "Exercise".When the ladder raised the "Tiger" sign, we shouted "Learning for the Revolution", as if we are now setting up a platform at the entrance of a shopping mall to sell goods.Zhang Guodong was carrying the pole on his shoulders at the time, and the ladder was just above the front. He said the ladder was a bit heavy. He raised his head and saw the buttocks of the ladder were high above him, holding a dragon and tiger card, raising his arms, and the armpits were cleanly shaved. Better than yourself.From then on, when Zhang Guodong talked about the ladder, he always said that the ladder was in good shape, with a round buttocks, which made people see him from a distance and wanted to chase him to see his face, but when he looked at his face, he realized that he was an idiot.This word spread to Tizi's ears later. At that time, Zhang Guodong was in the class with a girl with thin legs, and asked her to watch football at the Workers' Stadium, planning to take advantage of the chaos.Ladder found out and organized group activities, but did not notify Zhang Guodong and his little sister.We sat behind them seven or eight rows away, and everyone saw that after scoring the first goal, Zhang Guodong's sinful right hand stretched out to wrap around the little sister's waist. When Lai Zi was in junior high school, she fell in love with a tall boy in the second year of the school. She joined the Communist Youth League in the second year of junior high school. Her friend was her introducer.When I was in high school, I had a good relationship with a black, thin, bespectacled guy from the Chinese Department of Peking University. That guy was the president of the Peking University Literature Club.Through this "Trump" literary director, in the three years of high school, Lai Zi published more obscure poems in magazines than our Chinese teachers in their lifetime.Some critics said that Tizi's hazy poems are full of masculine beauty and the rural flavor of northern Sichuan, which is rare for a Beijing girl movie.When I was in college, Tizi had a good relationship with an American graduate student who studied archeology. The graduate student studied Chinese in Shaanxi, and often mixed with Shaanxi peasants who robbed tombs. In particular, the old version of "Hanshu" can be read through sentence by sentence.Ladder also occasionally sleeps with a private entrepreneur.Tizi explained to me at the time that she was still young, and she hadn’t figured out whether to go abroad to subvert the decadent capitalism in the United States or to stay in China to pursue socialism, and she still hadn’t figured out whether to go abroad for academics or to be a big bowler. Eat meat and share money to do business, so foreign scholars and rich locals have to associate with each other.I said, agree, pay attention to the schedule, pay attention to the body, and try to add meals.In the end, Laizi chose the decadent life of capitalism. One year after arriving in the United States, he got a green card and divorced Shaanxi Yangjiao. He said that in the United States, he could not eat live carp that smelled of earth all year round, but he had to sleep all day long. Husband, unreliable.Ladder immediately finds an old American man who is rich, has a big house, has heart disease, but has a strong sexual desire.The old man used a helicopter to marry the ladder into that big house. I have seen photos of the wedding, and he looks like Santa Claus with a big white beard.Ladder's skin is smooth and moist, but his expression is still firm.Ladder said that he knew the old man's weight the first time he went to bed.Ladder also said that, not bragging, if she wanted to, having phone sex with the old man a thousand miles away would have caused the old man to have a heart attack and die in the ambulance going to the hospital with a lewd smile on his face. Then the old man really died like this.Ladder returned to Beijing with an American passport and an astronomical amount of assets, and said to me: "I have always looked for older and more mature people than me since I was a child. I pursued progress and pursued light. Now I have to do the opposite. Tell me, am I old? I said: "How come, your muscles are still strong, and there is no fat on your legs. It is still easy for you to take the head of a general among millions of troops. Moreover, from another perspective, you are several years earlier than us. Step by step to lead the trend." Ladder said: "I know you have no desire for me, you don't ask me for sex and don't think I'm attractive, don't ask me for money and don't think money is so great. But money is power, four hundred yuan A thigh, be careful that I chop off your tongue with money, so as not to worry me.” Later, Ladder didn’t intentionally chop off my tongue, and she found a boy who was ten years younger than her. , practicing dancing by herself, her teeth are white and her lips are red, her eyelids are peach blossomed, and her eyes are full of melancholy.When I saw this boy for the first time, I suddenly sighed that men also have beautiful things. For the first time in my life, I understood the truth of homosexuality.Go back and ask my girl if it's possible I'm bisexual.The boy wore a large diamond earring on his right ear. Ladder said that there was another one of the same size on his belly button, almost two carats, both of which she bought for him, all belonged to Tiffanny.I said: "Why can't I meet a rich woman like you when I was a child, who is not only rich, but also stylish, and also strong-willed? With you, I don't have to worry about food, drink, taste, and can teach me all kinds of life principles. How wonderful "The ladder said: "The sweat on his neck is sweet, and the sweat on his chest is jasmine-scented. He will burst into tears when he looks at me. He seldom speaks strange things. I don't remember you having such good things." Quality." After adopting this young man, Lai Zi's figure is getting better and better, and her skin is getting more and more supple.Ladder said: "I still have two such young men, 135, 246, I rest on Sunday, go to the International Church of the China-Japan Youth Exchange Center to worship in the morning, have morning tea at Fumanlou at noon, and go to work in the afternoon. Face." I said, "Are you practicing the legendary Yin-Yang Kungfu, harvesting yang to replenish yin? I heard that during the Cultural Revolution, in Xiaoshan, Zhejiang, an old teacher in his sixties practiced Yin-Yang Kungfu. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old female student willingly got pregnant. After the government found out and sentenced him to death, he only begged the government to give him a three-month probation and let him write his cultivation experience for the benefit of mankind. But the government did not Agreed, the execution police later said that the gun hit his skull, made a metallic sound, and collapsed obliquely. It took three shots to go in, and five shots to die. Comrade Ladder, you should not wait until the end, you should follow the practice , Write down your experience at any time, if you are not afraid of 10,000, just in case." Ladder said: "Qiu Shui, don't go out of Beijing city. If you go out of the city, no one will cover you, I will arrange someone to chop off your tongue Chop it up and feed it to wild dogs.” Finally, Ladder is ahead of us again in the matter of extending genes and cultivating offspring.Tizi used test-tube baby technology and was pregnant with twins, and they were of the same father. This case was almost summed up and published in the "Chinese Journal of Obstetrics and Gynecology".梯子说，她不是“养儿防老”，她不图回报，她喜欢看一对小东西在她面前跑来跑去，从小长到大，这一过程中的乐趣，大于所有麻烦。我买了两套新潮的小孩衣服送给梯子。孩子还没生，产前随诊，梯子拒绝询问B超医生，不知男女。在北京的同学分成三组，一组说都是男的，一组说都是女的，一组说一男一女，纷纷下了赌注，小孩儿满月的时候，输的请客。根据概率，我押了一男一女组，小孩衣服，我买了一套男孩的和一套女孩的，男孩穿了像小太保，女孩穿了像小太妹。我想像着她们穿上衣服在地上跑来跑去的样子，感觉无比美丽，笑出了声儿。梯子对我说：“如果我告诉你，你是两个爸爸中的一个，你会怎么反应？”我一边玩着小孩衣服，一边说：“不可能。我连你的手都没敢摸过，怎么可能。”梯子说：“你不是告诉过我，你上大学的时候，有一次捐献精子的车来到你们校园，你一高兴捐了三毫升精子，换了一箱啤酒？”我的冷汗马上流下来：“你怎么知道不是别人的？”梯子一笑，说：“我知道。” 但是现在跳舞，特殊时候，有男生抱着总比没有强，女生们也不再挑剔。男生舞技实在稀松，但是往日明亮的日光灯今天因缠上厚重的彩纸而变得迷离，往日一般般的女孩借着化妆品的魔力变得妖气笼罩，男生心中感到什么在涌动，女生的身体透过轻薄的衣物发出巨大的热量，我看到男生搭在女生身上的手指时起时落，仿佛搭在一个刚倒满开水的水壶上。跳舞是个好借口，可以冠冕堂皇地抱姑娘，可以学习如何长大。女孩伸过来的手是拉你下水还是拖你上岸，男生傻，不想。跳得如何，没有镜子，脸皮也厚，不怕。日光灯熄了几盏，屋子变得更加昏暗。音乐从桌子上的录音机里放出来，轻飘飘的，却有另外一种重量，仿佛从香炉里滚下的烟，并不漫天飞扬，只是矮矮地浮在地板上，随着心跳起厌。小男生、小女生们便蹚着地板上这如烟的音乐移动自己的脚步，一脸肃穆。男生似乎忘了背地里骂的“两腮垂肩”、“大扁脸”、“三角眼”，女生似乎也忘了抱着自己的男孩“鼻涕还没流干净”。 我坐在靠窗户的一个角落里，看。反正朱裳也坐在一个很黑的角落里，在我眼前，但又不在别人的怀里，我心里就不难受。朱裳没穿裙子，脸上连淡妆也没有。但她穿了一件很好看的毛衣，深蓝色的毛衣上两朵黄白的菊花，菊花的形状很抽象。头发仔细洗了，散开来，覆了一肩。我后来在大学做过一段学生干部，负责安排舞会之类的文体活动，我对场地要求、音响设备的安装调试、舞曲的选择都很熟练。活动开始，我就坐在一个角落里，看，体会过去当大茶壶的心情。我总对我的女朋友说，你是舞后，你玩儿你的，我一点都不在意，我替你在这儿看管大衣。我在角落里看我的女友在舞场里旋转，她的头发盘起来，她笑脸盈盈，她汗透春衫，我觉得她比和我在一起的任何时候都美丽。 忽然看见张国栋蹿了出来，走到朱裳面前，请她跳舞。朱裳楞了楞神，搭着张国栋伸过来的手站起来。张国栋穿了一条黑色的锥子裤，藏蓝的高领羊绒衫，外面罩了一件黄色的西装，由于西装的质地非常好，黄色不显得张扬。这是我第一次看到张国栋不流鼻涕的一面，我惊诧于他的美丽。 “我不大会跳的。”我隐约听见朱裳对张国栋说。 “你乐感好，听着音乐、跟着我就好了。”张国栋一笑，朱裳后来告诉我，张国栋有一种不属于淫荡的笑容，很容易让女孩想起阳光。跳了一会儿，步子轻快多了，身上估计也有些热了。张国栋比开始抱朱裳抱得紧了一些，我看见朱裳微微闭上了眼睛，可能挺舒服。朱裳后来告诉我，张国栋人瘦，但骨架子大，胸厚，肩宽，姑娘搭在张国栋背上的手，可以感到在他身子旋转时肌肉微微的隆起，而且张国栋的节奏感奇怪地好，步法如行云流水。我当时看到的是张国栋的手。他的手大而结实，抱在朱裳散开的头发上，手背青筋暴露。我知道朱裳的头发是新近仔细洗过的，因为比平时蓬松，颜色比平时略浅一些。我有一种理论，物质不灭，天地间总有灵气流转，郁积在石头上，便是玉，郁积在人身上，便是朱裳这样的姑娘。玉是要好人戴的，只有戴在好人身上，灵气才能充分体现。女人是要男人抱的，只有在自己喜欢的男人怀里，灵气才有最美丽的形式。 想到这种理论，我忽然觉得不高兴。 翠儿进来，香香的，坐到我身边，说，我们班的晚会没劲，我来看看你。翠儿穿了一件用布极少的黑色衣服，前面乳房一半以上是没有遮盖的，后面第一腰椎以上是没有遮盖的，侧面大腿三分之二以下是没有遮盖的。后来，翠儿告诉我，这叫夜礼服，我才知道它是生活富裕和文明发展到一定程度才出现的，就是因为没有在墓葬里发现夜礼服，多数著名学者否认夏朝文明的存在。从小到大，我对这个世界有很多疑问，主要的三个是：闹钟为什么定点会响？什么把塔吊本身升到那么高？夜礼服是怎么固定在女人身上的？我拆过一个闹钟，后来装不回去了，还是没搞明白原理。我和好些搞房地产的大佬吃过饭，他们说，他们不是工头，他们不熟悉塔吊。我现在只知道夜礼服是如何固定的，因为我认识翠儿。我说：“我听说，唱京戏铜锤花脸的有个绝技：戴着头盔翻筋斗，不想让头盔掉，头盔就不掉，接下去想甩掉，一甩就掉。秘密是，槽牙咬紧系头盔带子，牙关一咬，太阳穴突出，带子系紧，翻筋斗不掉。牙关一松，太阳穴瘪了，带子松了，一甩头盔掉了。夜礼服是不是也是一个道理？穿的时候，在外面晃悠的时候，想着淫荡的事情，乳房一胀，乳头挺起，衣服就不掉。回到家，想起考试、功课、父母，乳房一泻，乳头一塌，衣服就自动脱下来了。”翠儿说：“不要胡想。夜礼服多数都有条极细的透明带子，吊在肩上，不留意看不出来。还有的夜礼服在后面勒得很紧，扯一两把不会掉的。你以为姑娘的乳房和乳头跟你的小弟弟一样，想到坏事就肿胀？” 那天舞会，翠儿坐到我身边，穿了件用料极简的夜礼服，我问她：“冷不冷？”翠儿说：“冷。你请我跳舞。”我说：“不会。你知道的。”翠儿说：“你可以牵着我的手，你如果摔着了，哪儿疼我可以帮你揉，我又不是没有教过你溜旱冰。”我说：“我傻。我没乐感的。”翠儿说：“走路会吧？抱姑娘会吧？至少抱我会吧？你不用听音乐，就抱着我，跟我走。”我抱着翠儿走，翠儿牵我的手放在她第一腰椎上面，没有布料的地方，我的手和她身体之间，是一层细碎的汗水。后来，这个镜头传到学校教导主任耳朵里，就是新年黑灯贴面舞事件的雏形。我的目光越过翠儿的肩膀，瞥见张国栋向我挤了挤眼睛，他的眼睛旁边是朱裳散开的头发。刘京伟抱着班上一个粗壮姑娘跳舞，那个姑娘长得世俗而温暖。在我眼里粗壮的姑娘，到了刘京伟怀里，变成了一根细瘦的双节棍，被刘京伟挥舞得虎虎生风，长辫飞扬。后来刘京伟反复和我、张国栋提过，是不是把这个双节棍似的姑娘也发展到我们的打架队伍中来，我和张国栋都觉得不靠谱。对浅吟低唱、春情萌动不感兴趣的一小堆男生，正扎在一起猛吃剩在桌子上的公费瓜果梨桃、花生瓜子，大谈现代兵器、攻打台湾及围棋。有人讲武宫正树的宇宙流不是初学的人能学的，应该先从坂田荣男、赵治勋入手。也有人反对，不能否认有的天才可以一开始就逼近大师。 晚会最后一项是抽礼物。事先每个人都准备了一件礼物，交到前面，由班干部编了号。谁抽到写着几号的纸条，谁就得到第几号礼物。 后来，朱裳告诉我，她抽到一个很丑的布娃娃，小小的嘴，没有鼻子，身上是艳绿的衣服。娃娃的胳膊下夹了一张深蓝色的小卡，卡上是黄色的菊花：“无论你是谁，抽到我们就是有缘，就是朋友，新年好兼祝冬安。秋水上。” 丑娃娃在朱裳的枕头边藏了一段时间，朱裳还给她添了一身蓝色的套裙，用黄丝线在上面绣了两朵小菊花。有一天，朱裳洗完头发，取来剪刀，把她仔细地剪成了碎片，扔进了垃圾道。 朱裳爸爸偶尔问起丑娃娃的去处。 "Gone." “怎么会没了？” “没了就没了。我不知道。没了就没了。” 晚饭有鱼，南方人有活鱼总会清蒸。朱裳爸爸鱼吃得兴起，忽然想起猫。对朱裳妈妈讲，最近总是闹猫。三单元的公猫有情，五单元的雌猫有意，总在自己家四单元的阳台上相会。睡不好觉。 “可能是因为春天快到了。”朱裳妈妈说。 “老僧亦有猫儿意，不敢人前叫一声。” 朱裳妈妈瞪了他一眼，女儿在，不许毒害青少年。 “我打算在关键时刻抓住它俩，一手把公猫扔到三单元，一手把母猫扔到五单元。我也是为了咱们女儿的身心健康。”我回想起来，有一阵子，在楼道里遇见朱裳爸爸，他脸上、手上一道道长长的抓痕，还上了紫药水，我当时还误以为是他有外遇被朱裳妈妈发现，痛施辣手，暗自兴奋了好一阵。