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In and out 庄羽 2144Words 2018-03-20
I met Li Qiong through Zhang Xiaobei. Speaking of which, it was 7 years ago when I first met Zhang Xiaobei. At that time, I had just graduated from university, and he was standing at the entrance of our alley in winter wearing a green military coat. Under the overpass, if you catch anyone, ask them in a low voice, "Master, do you want a dish? Imported and domestic ones are available, and they are cheap." His face is serious, like a wolf with a big tail, the tip of his nose is red, and occasionally he still keeps it. A drop of snot. One night when I came home from the English class at the language institute, I passed him and felt something falling towards me, like a person, I hurriedly dodged it, and the thing fell to the bottom of the overpass with a bang, I lowered my head, Feelings are big-tailed wolf brothers who can meet every day. With the help of passing people, I sent him to Haidian Hospital. It is also in the spirit of being responsible for the national medical cause. At that time, Comrade Zhang Xiaobei was far less wealthy than he is now. If he hadn’t found a Beijing ID card from him and killed him, no one would have believed that he was actually a young man in the capital. I guess At that time, if a western reporter took pictures of his tragic situation at that time, it would definitely be regarded as a famine in China, or it could be regarded as another family member of an unjust, false and wrongly convicted case who went to Beijing to report to the imperial court and fainted on the street. Anyway, he was full of tragic colors at that time. Lying in the ward with a high fever of more than 40 degrees, the most legendary thing is that the first thing he said to me after waking up was: "My bag, the bag under the flyover, and the disc are all in it." Very revolutionary At that time, our newspaper office had just organized to watch the movie "Jiao Yulu", and I suddenly remembered the scene where Secretary Jiao cared about the people of Lankao on the sick bed, and I almost shed tears.

I asked him the address of their home. At that time, telephones were not as popular as they are now. I rode for more than an hour in the winter accompanied by a college classmate to their home to tell the sad news. Zhang Xiaobei’s father was vigilant. Tegaodi grabbed me and asked if it was a car accident or if I hit it. I was a girl who had just graduated from college. What their old man said made me lose confidence in socialism. I swear to God it was not a car accident. I don’t have a car, so I only have a 26-year-old permanent, even if I hit him, I can’t hit him. His father walked with me towards the hospital suspiciously, for fear that I would run away, so I could only tell the old man honestly, “I’m still late.” What about the 500 yuan hospitalization fee? If I don’t get the money, you will drive me away and I will not leave.” When I arrived at the hospital and asked about the situation, Zhang Xiaobei’s father only returned me the 500 yuan. The experience of helping others but being regarded as the perpetrator has a direct relationship.

After Zhang Xiaobei was discharged from the hospital, I met him again under the flyover. He was waiting for me to thank me, and treated me to a meal of boiled meat. Only then did I know that he graduated from the Department of Computer Science, Tsinghua University. I started a small computer company with a few classmates, and selling pirated copies was a way for them to raise funds. Later, every time I passed by Zhongguancun, I saw young people pushing bicycles or carrying small schoolbags selling CDs to passers-by. Xiaobei, even after Comrade Zhang Xiaobei has entered the ranks of multi-millionaires, I went to Sculpture Time with my friends to drink coffee the year before last, and when I passed by the south gate of Peking University, I saw a young man with a haggard look and asked me in a low voice: "Miss Can you do diplomas, ID cards, and passports, and the price is negotiable." Deep in my memory, Zhang Xiaobei, who was selling pirated CDs, came alive again, as if it was just yesterday.

Now, I look sideways at Zhang Xiaobei's wife Li Qiong, who is more fashionable than a star, and I am really moved. When I sent Zhang Xiaobei to the hospital that year, he was still clutching his green army coat tightly when he was unconscious. The two hundred or so dollars in my pocket. Zhang Xiaobei is really a legendary figure in my circle of friends. Li Qiong slammed on the brakes again and parked Hyundai in front of a bar on the edge of the third ring road. "Go!" After getting out of the car, she continued to kick forward vigorously. This bar called 1919 is my friend and I. The boss is a Taiwanese. When I was a tabloid reporter, I used to come here to chase interviewees. But I didn’t like it at that time. I thought it was too noisy. The most important thing is that everything is too expensive. Expensive, I like to come here after I gained a little fame, because the things here are expensive, because it is decadent enough, and because this is also my pigsty.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Benben. I used Jia Liu's words to describe Benben: "Yeah, it's a big chicken head in Beijing. It's so bad." Jia Liu never talked to me. Sometimes I feel that others It’s true, sometimes I suspect that he did it on purpose, how can he say some dirty words, I heard from a neighbor who runs a restaurant that Jia Liu has been in prison for 5 years, it seems that he killed a person because of a fight, I have never asked him .Benben regards Jia Liu as a bosom friend, takes care of Jia Liu’s business every day, and uses his car to transport girls to hotels, hotels, guest houses, karaoke rooms and all places that require sexual services, so sometimes I say Jia Liu There is nothing wrong with being like a butcher, at least he has made his due contribution to Beijing's prosperous industry as an indispensable transportation link.

Benben is an orphan. I first heard his name from Jia Liu. I think there is one thing about Jia Liu that people who are used to crossing rivers and tearing down bridges can learn from. He always remembers who treats him well, and keeps saying, This is how he treats Benben. Since Benben started taking care of her business, every time I ride in his black car, he upgrades me to Benben. Once he said to me: "Chu Xiao, you said my life is so interesting. , I can know a famous writer like you, and I can also be friends with social scum like Benben, hehe, I really admire you, sixth brother, a scum like Benben, it should be enough to shoot ten times Now." Whenever I hear Jia Liu speak so honestly, I really want to treat him as a good buddy, I think Jia Liu is living a very real life.

By the way, Chu Xiao is my name, and there are not many people with this surname. Last time I went to participate in the recording of a program on CCTV, the host introduced me and said: "This is a young writer who has become very popular recently. First love, first love, what a nice name, reminds me of my first girlfriend..." I suspected that he was close relatives with a certain sports commentator, and I had to remind him: "I'm sorry, I It’s called Chu Xiao.” He immediately corrected himself as if mocking himself: “Oh, I’m sorry, this is the young writer Chu Xiao, and her first love is her sister.” After he finished speaking, he felt as excited as if he had taken ecstasy. What first love thinks of is not the first girlfriend, but the first one, otherwise why would you be so excited?That of course refers to sex. At that time, I thought it’s no wonder that people all over the country are reflecting the need to improve the quality of hosts. This kind of dirty stallion can enter CCTV, and even Jia Liu can nominate the top ten outstanding youths. .

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