Chapter 6 Chapter 6: "Young Pioneer Team Song", always ready

On the eve of my entering my girlfriend's body, my girlfriend's left hand cut off my penis near her groin, grabbed it by the root, and welded my eyes with both eyes, asking, are you ready? I can feel the strength in her hands. She has specialties in sports, such as long jump, long-distance running, discus, and a national second-level athlete.I can't hide my girlfriend's eyes, those eyes are really big, bigger than her two breasts, one Longtan Lake, one Unnamed Lake, where the wind howls and the turbid waves empty.My eyes drifted away, left and right, the left side was still Longtan Lake, and the right side was still Weiming Lake.Through the colorless conjunctiva, from the outside to the inside, the white is the sclera, the brown is the iris, and the endless black hole is the pupil.In my girlfriend's pupils, I see myself, my eyes, conjunctiva, sclera, iris, black holes and free pupils.My girlfriend's pupil asked my pupil, are you ready?

When I was in the second grade of elementary school, I took the double hundred exam, and I got full marks in Chinese and mathematics.The homeroom aunt has a new perm with a hard curly head, the carbon black is shiny, and the mood is as simple and beautiful as cream.There is a plastic peony flower on the desk in her office. The petals are as long as a small knife and the edges are as sharp as a small knife.In the picture frame on the wall is a red silk scarf, blood red, wrapped around the child's neck as if a machete had been slashed across the skin, and blood slowly oozes from the broken anterior jugular vein and internal jugular vein.The head teacher said with a smile, you did well in the exam.The head teacher welded my eyes and said, the motherland is our mother. She has beautiful rivers and mountains, a long history, splendid ancient culture, a glorious revolutionary tradition, and a superior socialist system.She has endured the torment of suffering, and is now rejuvenated, showing a new look, and embarking on the road of ZTE. "I love the socialist motherland", "Unite and rejuvenate China!" This is the voice of the young people, and I think it is also your voice.The teacher in charge shook her newly permed hair, her curly hair didn't move at all, she asked quietly, all the motivated students who have studied well have joined the Young Pioneers, are you ready?

In spring, there was a shower of rain at night, the floating dust fell, and the moon came out. The female spy took off her dark green military uniform like shedding skin, leaving only black high-heeled leather boots, blue lace bra and briefs with the same blue lace, and lifted the quilt , got into my bed.During the whole process, she kept smoking a thin green Moorish cigarette in her mouth.I have never seen her, I asked, which squadron are you from?Where are you from?Do I know you?The female spy did not answer directly. She pulled out the Zhonghua brand 2B pencil on the bun with her left hand, shook her head, her hair was loose, and the end was slightly curled. Orchid-like oblique.

The female agent lowered her head, her hair scattered in my lower abdomen, her hair was darker and longer in the darkness than in the darkness.She took a mouthful of smoke, and the tip of her left index finger rested on my right nipple. I saw the blue flowers on the nails, the upper and lower lips wrapped around my thin penis, and the eyes were raised, through the hair and smoke, without direct contact. Answer my question, ask me back, are you ready?After the second college entrance exam mock exam, the results came out, and the badly printed college entrance examination application form was spread out on the table. The first batch of admission colleges had four volunteers, and the second batch of four volunteers.My mother never filled this out when she was a child. She came from a shabby landowner and was not qualified for further study. My score seems to be enough. My mother seems to have a hundred hundred dollar bills in her pocket. Standing at the entrance of the Chongwenmen vegetable market, want to eat something? Just eat something, as if she was a real landlord in her hometown when she was a child, there are a dozen villages around, and she can touch whoever she wants.My mother said to herself, much more excited than me: "Tsinghua University is better, or B University? Tsinghua University is like a soy elbow, and B University is like a rose flower.

You have never been able to eat any meat, and your intestines are not good.It's still a big B.Of course, to study medicine, one should go to Renhe, not to Beijing Medical University, even if recommended.It’s best to go as long as you want, and it doesn’t matter if it takes longer, anyway, whenever you come out, you will endanger society.It's decided, the first choice is Renhe. I also went to B University for preparatory courses, and was dragged to Xinyang for military training, okay, military training is good.Study less in the military academy, eat silly and sleep, and grow more fat.Your reading damages your brain, and although you read your mind, it basically damages your thoughts. Your bad thoughts grow faster than your mind, and you are hopeless.Long meat, good.With a long heart, others can't see it, and the flesh is real.The second choice is to enroll in the B University. You and the elbow are not very close, and everyone has their own destiny, so you can't force it.But after all, it’s your second choice, so you can’t choose a major. If you want to find some unpopular ones, the colder the better.Don't be afraid, the business is not afraid of the cold, hot business, 10,000 bullshits, even if you are bullshit, you are one in ten thousand. If the chairman can't figure it out, he won't think of looking for you.Cold business, you are a bully, all the good things are yours, how does the poem you memorize say, the poem from the Song Dynasty, being alone in loneliness, describes this state.Nuclear physics?Forget it, I have to go to the Northwest, and I won't see you all year round, and if I go to see you, I will be searched.What's more, people can only know about your cunt after you die, and when you are alive, you can only hold back a word while watching your cunt fly into space.

I also heard that nuclear radiation kills sperm. Your son, my grandson, will grow a single horn, four hooves, like a rhinoceros. In the past, it was called auspicious beast, but in the new society it is called a freak.The history department does not recruit science students, so choose archaeology. If you can't pick up railways, pick up ancient tombs.Maybe dig up something from the Song Dynasty, porcelain or something, look at the wilderness, you are holding an earthen pot in your hand, are you alone in loneliness?In our Mongolia, our hometown, Chifeng, and Bahrain Right Banner, jade is produced in all shapes, such as eagles, clouds, aliens, the sun, and chickens. I have seen them all when I was young.

The big ones were handed over to the banner government, and the banner government was handed over to Beijing, and the small ones were stuffed in the crotch and brought home.Jade is good, better than bronze ware. Bronze ware will jingle when passing the safety inspection. It is so big, how can it be entrained in the crotch and butthole?The big ones don't pay, and some get rich, with electronic watches and riding Phoenix bicycles.Some were caught, tied up, and put a sign, counter-revolutionary tomb robber, the gun fell, bang, fell down. At that time, he was wearing a full-body cotton coat, standing like a flour bag, and falling down like a bag of sweet potatoes.In the future, you will have to hand in the big ones.

Pick the small ones that are valuable, white ones, moist ones, and carved ones.Too big and ruins the asshole.what do you think?are you ready? " My penis is in the hands of my girlfriend. Her right thumb and index finger form an iron ring, locking the pubic penile cavernous muscle and the superficial transverse perineal muscle at the root of my penis, and the urethral cavernous body is strangled.My girlfriend's eyes are calm, and I knew she would be calm in the face of major events.She seems to be holding on to the hilt of a sword, waiting calmly for God and the sword to tell her whether to pull it out from the ground. She can be responsible for pulling it out, but God and the sword are responsible for the consequences.

She seemed to hold the trunk of the little poplar, calmly waiting for the little poplar to say that after the roots are pulled out, its seedlings will be stronger and the leaves will be rounder. When my second-grade teacher asked me if I wanted to join the Young Pioneers, I was thinking about my first T-shirt.My mother bought it for me for five yuan. I bought it from a stall next to the No. 28 bus station. It was the first time I bought it for me. I used to pick up my brother’s leftovers. After wearing it, if I drank a cigarette Like a hooligan, without a cigarette, like an angry, stupid old man, or pick up my sister's, after wearing it, he doesn't look like a man or a woman with or without a cigarette.

For the first time, there was a pattern on the T-shirt, a colorful rooster calmly waiting for the first ray of sky to bloom, and then sang loudly.The T-shirts in the past were all white, and at most there were some red words to reward advanced labor, etc., and they turned gray when worn out, and they would never become colorful.I think this Rooster T-shirt should be a concentrated expression of my external existence and inner state, but it is too big, the breasts of the Rooster are wider than mine, and the hem can perfectly cover my lower body without wearing underwear, I shrugged my shoulders and it fell all the way around my belt.I was thinking, if I wear this rooster, will the teacher think I look like a good student?

What do girls think?There are two good-looking girls in the class. One is the class monitor with short hair. When she took care of us for the class teacher, she was strong and irritable. On her thin black hair, if she had been born before liberation, she would have become Sister Jiang if she joined the Communist Party, or a female spy if she had joined the Kuomintang, smoking Moore cigarettes.The other is the girl who is the worst at studying. She is tall, with long breasts and no brains. She can't answer a single question. I still like to watch her. If she was born before liberation, no matter if she falls into the Communist Party, the Kuomintang or Japan In the hands of people, they will become art soldiers.I was thinking, if I wear this rooster, will they pay attention to me?Is it easier to attract them than my double-percentage test?The head teacher asked, are you ready to join the Young Pioneers? "The Song of the Young Pioneer Team" has sang thousands of times, "Are you ready? Are you ready! We are all the Communist Children's Team. In the future, the owner of the future must be us. Ah, little sisters, the future world will be infinitely better." I replied to the class teacher, I am always ready!The female spy put my slender penis in her upper and lower lips, and asked me, are you ready?I don’t need to answer, the penis itself swells infinitely, the female agent’s hair spreads infinitely, like a forest, like the sea, what the female agent holds is not my thin penis, but my entire thin body, and the penis is a straw , I am a thin bottle of Coca-Cola. The connection between the body and the female spy was established in an instant in softness, and the bond between the body and me disappeared in an instant in helplessness.I said to my body, what should I do if the sheets are dirty?The body said, easy, I arranged for my hands to wash.My eyes see through the smoke of the cigarette, through the scattered hair, and see the eyes of the female spy.Her eyes moved away from my cock in her mouth and lifted to mine, eyelashes curved like knives.My body said to me, you saw it yourself, and I couldn't resist.I said, well, you are ready to wash your hands tomorrow, and my body said, always be ready!My mother took out Ostrich brand carbon ink and filled my Immortal brand gold pen. I write hard, and the force is uneven. The left side of the gold pen nib has worn away, revealing a silvery metal color, and the right side is still shining like a gold tooth.She knew basic Chinese characters, ignored me, put on reading glasses, and began to fill in: the first batch of admission schools, the first choice, Renhe Medical University, Department of Clinical Medicine.The second choice, Peking University, Department of Archeology.The third choice, Fudan University, Department of English for Science and Technology.The fourth choice, Nanjing University, Department of Astronomy.The second batch of admission schools, the first choice, Acupuncture and Orthopedics College.My mother put down her pen and said, leave the rest blank. If you fail the exam, you can take another year of tutoring and take the exam again. We still fill in these volunteers.My mother looked at the stars in the window, the smell of tuberose and jasmine came in through the screen window, and the precocious insects who were dissatisfied with the natural world were screaming. Her eyes were determined and determined, and the uncertainty of the future was gone.My mother has dragged my grandma to live from the age of fourteen, and has never let others make any decisions for her.When she was sixty-eight years old, she bought a pirated copy in Chinatown in San Francisco. After reading it, she called my brother and said that she would take the US naturalization test after practicing English hard for half a year. In the United States, the means include smuggling and fake marriage to take the MBA exam.She called me and said that in the sandalwood box she left in Beijing, there were several things handed down from her ancestors, including Hetian jade cigarette holder, coral earrings and a real wolf tooth. hole, and made a necklace to replace the Warring States topaz twisted silk ring I gave her, hanging around her neck to reflect her eyes and show her ambition.She told me that before I was born, the family planning policy was introduced. At the beginning, it was not to force a couple to have only one child, but to completely eliminate the "third child".Everyone listened to the party, including brothers, sisters, parents, aunts, uncles, aunts, factory directors, secretaries, section chiefs, and team leaders, clamoring to destroy me in her vagina and womb.The first abortion, my mother slipped away from the back window of the toilet on the second floor of Weeping Willow Hospital along the wall, she said, how many years have passed, whenever she thinks of the vigilant eyes of my father who guarded the toilet door for the party secretary of the factory , she thinks that human beings are made up of two types of people, one is idiots and the other is bastards, of which 99% are idiots and 1% are jerks, and my dad belongs to the first category .In the second abortion, my mother was lying on the gynecological examination bed with her legs spread apart in the calculus position. She was facing upwards without bending her neck. She could no longer see the doctor, but my mother said that I saw it very accurately in her stomach instead of her. The ugly face of the doctor kicked him out of the treatment room.The kicking method of this kick has changed a lot in the subsequent three to five hundred narrations, but the central idea is the same, that is, my physical body is the product of my mother's firm and determined willpower, and this cannot be changed.I heard the sound of worms, smelled evening primrose, and saw the eyes of my mother, as long as I was not allowed to go to the mathematics department, I said, okay, I am always ready. My penis is still in my girlfriend's grasp, the penis's horse is looking at my girlfriend's forest twenty centimeters away, my glans head is raised angrily, it is more clear than my brain and cerebellum, where we are going.It said viciously to the brain and cerebellum, do you have water in your brain?You can't figure it out?Are you stupid?Hurry up and say yes! I nodded and answered in my girlfriend's eyes, always ready!Like all important moments in life, I am always ready!