Chapter 190 Zhao Ziyue (3)

The small foreign clock on the table tinkled six times.Zhao Ziyue opened his eyes bravely. "Get up!" He thought to himself: "Go to the park to watch the snow! The old cypress trees have white beards and white collars on the big red wall. It's beautiful! ... It's also good for the body!" The door of the south room opened .Zhao Ziyue shouted under the quilt: "Lao Li? What are you doing?" "Tread the snow!" Li Jingchun replied. "Wait a minute, let's go together!" "I'm waiting for you at the front gate of the park. The snow isn't falling very thick. I'm afraid it will melt away as soon as the sun comes out!" Li Jingchun said as he walked into the courtyard.

"Okay! See you at the grass pavilion on the west side of the water pavilion!" Zhao Ziyue replied.The street gate opened, and Zhao Ziyue heard it sincerely.His interest increased: "Let's talk about it! One! Two! Three!" "One..., two..., Xue..., step..." He drew a few white circles in circles in his mind.The white circle turned smaller and smaller, and the eyes gradually closed in one place as the white circle shrunk.Keep your eyes closed, red pine, green snow, gray Jabolin,..."Havoc in the Park" started. The sun slowly poked its head out of the never-dispelled gray clouds, and the water drops gradually dripped down from the eaves.

Li Shun came in to light the fire, and interrupted Zhao Ziyue's dream: "Li Shun! What time is it?" "After eight o'clock? Sir." "Has the sky cleared yet?" Zhao Ziyue's head was still buried in the bed filled with sweet and sour charcoal gas made by the unique family. "The sun is out high, sir." "Come on! Let's step on the mud!" Zhao Ziyue muttered mournfully, "But it's good to sleep a little longer! Today is? Thursday! No homework in the morning, sleep!" "It's so hot——Sweet Potato !" Outside the gate, Chun Er, a man with a blue banner in the Han army who "used to be the Marquis of Dongling" and "now sells boiled sweet potatoes", yelled like a small bronze bell.

"Sister! You can't do it if you don't shout!" Zhao Ziyue shrank his head deeply under the quilt: "It's so cold that you don't sit at home, come out and be scolded!" !” It sounded like a shout blocking the door of No. 3’s room. "Don't go to sleep!" Zhao Zi said that he couldn't hit one place in anger, "I won't go out and beat you, your surname is Zhao!" He sat up vigorously, put on his clothes and trousers, got down on the ground, and put on his leather Robe, run out! "Mr. Zhao! Really match chestnuts!" Chun Er said with a smile: "Take care of me! My husband, the God of Wealth!"

"Spring—two!" "Hey! Come on, sir! Let's see if our sweet potatoes are pretty!" "Huh?" "Come, sir! I'll get you some dry meat!" Zhao Ziyue nodded and walked slowly.I looked at the sweet potato pot. It was a pot of sweet potatoes that were really delicate and yellow. They were boiled so well that there were small bubbles with golden rings and silver eyes. "How much is that pot heart?" Zhao Ziyue licked his upper and lower lips, and swallowed the thick saliva that remained intact overnight. "Dare to bargain with the gentleman? Good! Feel free to reward!" Chun Er's words are sweeter than his sweet potatoes. If there are two factions in the "sweet potato world": "selling sweet potatoes" and "talking about sweet potatoes", of course Chun Er belongs to the latter group .

Zhao Ziyue couldn't help it, and felt that it was worthless, so he smiled. Chun Er used the tip of the knife to gently pick up the piece of "Imperial" sweet potato on the plate, then cut it into six small pieces with two horizontal knives and one vertical knives. A scoop and a half of the sticky juice was sprinkled evenly on the plate.The procedures are meticulous, and the work is lively and lively.In the end, he handed both hands to Zhao Ziyue respectfully. "Isn't it cold after the snow falls?" Zhao Ziyue squatted beside the pot and said while eating.Opposite sat a salivating little black-and-white dog, winking his nose and eyes, hoping to eat some sweet potato whiskers and skins—or "potato leftovers" in general.

"Yes! Sir! No!" Chun Er replied: "I tell you, if you see snow in October, next year will be a good year! Looking forward to it, the poor boys will eat two more meals of white noodles!" "But the snow will fall Not thick!" "Not thick! Sir! Not thick! To put it bluntly, it is five cents. Less than an inch, no!" Zhao Ziyue squinted at Chun Er, and then concentrated on the sweet potato dish.He had eaten three-quarters of that piece of sweet potato, and suddenly came to his senses: "Bah! Bah! You haven't rinsed your mouth yet, it's unhygienic! Cough! Boo!"

"Sir! The sweet potato cleanses the heart, and it doesn't matter if you don't rinse your mouth after eating it for a day!" Chun Er said with a smile, fearing that he would lose a few coppers because of unhygienic crimes. "Whoever believes what you say is nonsense!" Zhao Ziyue threw the plate on the ground, and Chun Er and the little black-and-white dog rushed to grab it.The puppy didn't become a "potato", but was kicked by Chun Er instead.Zhao Ziyue stood up and walked to the courtyard, calling Li Shun incessantly. "Hey!" Li Shun agreed in the courtyard.

"Give Chun Er a dime!" "Hey!" "It's hot—sweet potatoes!..." Li Jingchun studied philosophy at Mingzheng University.He is thin and thin, with his forehead slightly tilted forward.The extraordinary spirit of the two eyes brought out a sense of determination from the frailty.The stature is not tall, and the back is slightly forward.Wearing a blue cotton robe and a green wool mandarin jacket, Shen Yi's attitude was further strengthened.Some people in the rooftop apartment admire him, some hate him out of jealousy, but he himself is always gentle and polite.

"Old Zhao! No homework in the morning?" Li Jingchun came back from the snow and asked outside the third window. "Come in, Lao Li! Damn it, I lost a piece of snow in one blink!" Zhao Ziyue said with regret, not necessarily regretting it. "Let's go down later!" Li Jingchun went in, moved a small chair by the stove, and sat down. "Old Li, why didn't you come to the meeting last night?" Zhao Ziyue asked with a smile. "If I offend people by speaking, it is better not to come!" Li Jingchun replied: "Besides, I don't agree with the results of the meeting if they cannot be 'fighted'!"

"Really? Good! Sit down, Lao Li, and I'll study English." Zhao Ziyue always looked a little afraid of Li Jingchun for some reason.What's even more strange is that he couldn't think of reading even if he didn't see Li Jingchun. When he saw Li Jingchun, he immediately became addicted to books.He picked up a small book from the table, coughed twice, shrugged his shoulders, and read solemnly facing the wall: "Aboy, Apeach", he coughed twice, and muttered in a low voice: " A 'fraternity', a 'fart eating'!" "Put the book down!" Li Jingchun couldn't help laughing, "I'll talk to you!" "Is this why you told me to put down the book?" Zhao Ziyue asked with a straight face.Li Jingchun didn't answer. "Yes!" Zhao Zi said with a chuckle: "Put it down, just put it down!" He threw the little book on the table and picked up a cigarette; naturally, no one vowed to "kick me away!" He himself remembers clearly, but - he doesn't care! Li Jingchun bowed his head in silence for a long time, read what he was going to say in his heart, and then asked in a low voice: "Old Zhao! Are you twenty-six years old by the end of the year?" "Not bad!" Zhao Ziyue said, touching the beard stubble on his lips with his hand, yes, yes!He is a hero who is young and strong. "Two years older than me!" "It's your big brother! Haha!" Zhao Ziyue flicked the cigarette ash with his index finger old-fashionedly, really showing some big brother air.It seems that Big Brother should eat cigarettes, and the old man should smoke opium, both should be stipulated in the "Constitution". "What will Big Brother do in the future?" Li Jingchun stood up and walked back and forth with his head down. "Who knows!" "Shouldn't you know?" Li Jingchun glanced at Zhao Ziyue. "This - you should! You should know!" Zhao Ziyue began to feel a little uncomfortable all over his body, and scratched his head with his short and thick fingers that looked like five bananas.He specially chose one of the five fingers, the index finger, and picked his nostrils while turning it over and over again. "Why don't you think about it now?" "I can think of it in a moment!" Zhao Ziyue did think about it for a while, but he really couldn't think of any good idea. "Shall I think about it for you?" Li Jingchun asked calmly and sincerely. "I'll listen to you!" Zhao Ziyue accidentally threw half a cigarette into the stove, and looked at Li Jingchun with his eyes around him, not daring to meet his eyes. "Old Zhao! You and I have been classmates for almost two years," Li Jingchun sat by the stove again. "If you don't think I'm an unworthy friend, I'd like to—" "Lao Li!" Zhao Ziyue showed his sincerity: "Say it straight! If I don't listen to good words, I'm a dog, Misterdog !” After saying these two English words, fortunately, the earnestness was driven away by seven or eight points. "—Tell me my attitude towards you. Old Zhao! I'm not a person who likes to make more friends, but I have my eyes on a person. It doesn't matter that he is rich or knowledgeable than me. I would like to help sincerely. Him. Your money actually belonged to your father, and I didn't notice it. I really can't stand your behavior, taking you to spend money. But I thought you were a good friend because you have a good heart !——" Zhao Ziyue's heart, he could hear it, was beating straight. "—Your studies, to put it bluntly, have achieved nothing, but you are not unintelligent; otherwise, how could you write "Introduction to Sparrows" and how could you sing "Erhuang" so well! You have With good intentions and some geniuses, if you go on with your current life, I really worry about you!" "Old Li! You're talking about my heart!" Zhao Ziyue's hundreds of thousands of pores, all of them are like a train letting out steam, whizzing out air.The unanimous trembling from the heel to the top of the sky made such an unprecedented, revolutionary, duplicity (maybe not) a sentence. "Whose fault is it?" Li Jingchun looked at Zhao Ziyue, Zhao Ziyue's face was purple with a little green, like electric silk, a fashionable material for western clothes, so red and green—— It's not ugly! "I'm not good myself!" "Of course you can't absolve yourself of the blame, but the temptation of the outside world is not small. In terms of making friends, how many real friends do you have? In terms of your only friend, you probably understand who he is, and he is your friend. friend, or enemy?" "I know! O——" "It doesn't matter who he is, it just depends on whether you have the heart and determination to eradicate evil and become good!" "Old Li! Look! I can repay your kindness with my future actions!" Zhao Ziyue was anxious, and unexpectedly Reveal the "real Zhao Ziyue" hidden in his heart, or wherever it is.This real Zhao Ziyue must not be the eagle-nosed, dog-eyed, pig-mouthed Zhao Ziyue, because if you close your eyes and only use your "heart ear" to listen to this sentence, it is definitely not what a pig's mouth can spit out. "If you can escape from this evil force, the second step is to think about a legitimate business!" Li Jingchun became more and more calm. "What do you think I can do?" "There are three ways:" Li Jingchun stretched out three fingers slowly, looked at them for a long time before continuing: "First, choose a subject and do it for four or five years. This is the most difficult! Your heart is not at ease for a while. Go down! Second, do you have land at home?" "There are more than ten hectares!" Zhao Ziyue said, his face and heart seemed to be flushed together.Ashamed, a few days ago, I had to point out those fields and the son of the head of agriculture and commerce to see who was up and down in the mahjong field! "Buy some books on agronomy and new-style agricultural equipment, and half study at home and half experiment. This is safe and easy to do, and if you get something, it will benefit farmers a lot! Third," Li Jingchun paused for a long time before continuing: "This is The most dangerous! The most dangerous! Looking for something to do in society. Doing something without sufficient knowledge is dangerous! If you have knowledge but can’t find a job, you may even starve to death, and death will be bright; Eat food, I mean you and me, regardless of other people, it is the same as a rat stealing food, not only committing the crime of stealing, but also spreading some infectious diseases! Some experience; of course good and bad experiences can be counted as experience! In short, no matter what, we should go forward and go for the good! Even a good thing as small as the tip of a needle is a good thing after all!" Li Jingchun rested his chin on one hand, quietly watching the flames in the furnace jump up and down like a few rascals sticking out their little red tongues and smiling playfully.Zhao Ziyue opened his mouth halfway, and stared at Huo Miao with straight eyes, as if those Huo Miao were laughing at him.He reached out and drilled his ear, and pulled out a piece of grayish-yellow earwax.I dug my nostrils and pulled out a nose like a small clam, strange!There are these miscellaneous little things on the body!After living for more than twenty years, it seems that I have never consciously picked out earwax or nose-picking cows, just as I have never realized that the brain can think and the mouth is a tool that can speak good words! "Old Zhao," Li Jingchun stood up and said, "Forgive me for being rude! You probably understand my heart!" "understand!" "Are you still fighting against the exam?" Li Jingchun wanted to go out but stopped. "I don't care anymore! I, I deserve to cause trouble!" "It's all up to you to be cautious, I can't say much now!" Li Jingchun pushed open the door and walked out. "Thank you, Lao Li!" Zhao Ziyue followed Li Jingchun out unknowingly, felt uncomfortable when he walked outside the door, and said in a low voice, "Old Li! Come back!" "Do you have anything to say?" "You come back! Come in!" Li Jingchun walked in again.Zhao Ziyue's eyes were wet, tears were rolling in the sockets, he shrugged his nose and frowned to keep them from falling. "Old Li! I also have something to tell you! Your body is too weak, you should pay attention!" His tears fell with his words! It's just to thank Li Jingchun's words so as not to cry.Regret your actions without crying.He advised Li Jingchun, he has never done anything in his life!His tears came from the trembling of his heart, from gratitude, regret, hope, awareness, shame, a few drops of dew on the atrium secreted from a mess of emotions!His words are always said to make others laugh, to arouse others' flattery, and to socialize!His lips, teeth, tongue, and throat can only make sounds, and he never rolls up his tongue to ask his heart!This is the first time that he feels that he can understand each other's hearts through words. This is the first time that he understands that the relationship between friends is not just a flaunt on the lips, but two hearts attract each other, like two strands of electricity of the opposite sex. Feelings!He can speak from his heart, the trembling of his soul breaks the restraint of all limbs and muscles, and his eyelids can't stop his tears!But when the tears fell, he felt happy!Because he buried his heart that had been buried in his body for more than 20 years, it seemed that it had grown rust, and for the first time he took it out bloody in broad daylight and showed it to others! But, after all, he didn't dare to tell Li Jingchun in the courtyard, as if the great shame was to speak from his heart in public!He doesn't have that courage! "Old Zhao! Urge me to exercise!" Li Jingchun walked out again with his head down. Ouyang Tianfeng and Wu Duan came back from school, and when they entered the gate of the apartment, they shouted: "Old Zhao! Old Zhao!" No response! Ouyang Tianfeng ran to No. 3 to open the door in three steps and two steps, but it couldn't be opened!He leaned on the window sill and looked in through the glass: Zhao Ziyue was sitting by the stove, facing inward, holding his head in his hands, motionless. "Old Zhao! What are you crazy about! Open the door!" "Guess what? Open the door!" Butuan also ran over and shouted. Zhao Ziyue stood up dejectedly, and lazily opened the door forward.Ouyang Tianfeng and Wu Duan jumped in.Butuan's beating voice was especially heavy and pleasant, because he was wearing foreign leather shoes. "Why are you crazy again!" Ouyang Tianfeng asked with his hands on Zhao Ziyue's shoulders. Zhao Zi said no words. At this time, his heart was still in his mouth, his tongue was still in his heart, he had no strength for a while, and he was embarrassed, so he told his heart to separate from his mouth, and said a few words to call someone else, at least Ouyang Tianfeng. The pink face is embroidered with words of laughter.Ouyang Tianfeng shook Zhao Ziyue's shoulder with a half-annoyed half-smile, like a golden bee determined to take away the bit of sweet honey in Zhao Ziyue's heart.Zhao Ziyue's heart was stinging again and again, and he couldn't bear to let that cute wasp not take a little pollen from his little hairy legs.That seemed to be his responsibility.Although he felt that he was such an ugly little wild chrysanthemum!He had to at least speak, no matter what to say! "Don't make trouble! There's something wrong with your body!" His eyes were reflected by Ouyang Tianfeng's pink face, and he was inclined to laugh, but the muscles on his face still refused to help his eyes complete this laughing movement.His heart seemed to be unable to see the sunlight at the same time in the east and west hemispheres, standing between smiling and not smiling, his heart felt sore! "Let me tell you! Tomorrow, you will play against the University of Commerce. Your 'guerrilla' must go to practice this afternoon! Good old cunning, pretend to be sick!" Ouyang Tianfeng said cursing well, pouted. "You can't get a football doctor!" Zhao Ziyue stabbed Ouyang Tianfeng's soft eardrums with such blunt words!This determination is no less than firing the first shot of the Revolution of 1911. "Take him away and go eat! Guess what? There's a secret here!" said Butuan. Butuan's nickname is Wu Secret. Except for the mysteries of the universe and the mysteries of science, he doesn't bother to speculate. He sees a dark shadow in everything, and he wants to use X-rays to illuminate both sides.When he was riding in a rickshaw, if he met a lame cart driver, he would get out of the cart immediately and kick the lame leg of the cart to see if he was really lame.He kicked and pulled carts, but he never had the heart to bully poor people; after kicking, if the cart puller was really lame, he would give him a few cents more, but he never had the heart to pity poor people; in short, he kicked and gave more All the other people's money is for "thorough understanding", and he thinks that spending a few cents more is a kind of "secret experiment fee".He took the fake mink hat from the table, put it on Zhao Ziyue's meat hat stand, and took out a wallet from the drawer, stuffed it in Zhao Ziyue's pocket.Not only does he know where other people's wallets are kept, but he also knows how much money is in the wallet; otherwise, how can it be called Wu Mimi! "Really! I'm not feeling well, I don't want to go out!" Zhao Ziyue said, and thought in his heart: "Why don't you eat in the apartment, but go to a restaurant?" "Take him away!" Wu Duan pulled Zhao On Ziyue's left arm, Ouyang smiled and pulled his right arm, and the two dragons lifted Zhao Ziyue's feet out without wiping the ground.Out of the street, the rickshaw driver hurriedly pulled the car over: "Mr. Zhao sit in my car! Mr. Zhao!" "Mr. Zhao, his leg is lame!..." Two little dragons carried the luminous pearl to the car, and Ouyang Tianfeng gave the order: "Dong'an Market!" Wu Duan looked around to see if there was anyone lame pulling the cart.No!He was a little unhappy! The snow on the road has melted, and after being grinded by pedestrians and horses, the snow water and black soil are mixed into a sticky, thick, and smooth black mud paste.However, the coachmen showed their skills of pointing, grinding, picking, and jumping (for handicrafts) all the way to Dong'an Market with a good voice. "Sir, shall we wait?" asked the coachmen. "Wait, tell us to go back like mud sows? Confused!" Wu Duan was dissatisfied with this way of asking, and it was unreasonable to reveal Wu's secret that there was no "chartered car" in public! "Xinghuatian or Jinpingmei?" Ouyang Tianfeng asked Zhao Ziyue. (Two, Xinghuatian and Jinpingmei, are all newly opened Soviet-style restaurants.) "Whatever!" Zhao Ziyue seemed unwilling to say even these two words, and following Ouyang Tianfeng, Wu Duan lost his soul crowded in the crowd.All the things and characters in the market seem to him a mass of torn paper and rags without a soul. The perfume bottle in the glass window comes from Paris;The smiling beauties, the beautiful and scary ladies who are more beautiful than the clothes racks, all shoot their eyes brighter than diamonds on the glass windows; some of them straighten their necks and enter the shop Some of them touched their purses, secretly swallowed their tears, and said to themselves: "This is not the best product."—Is this life?Zhao Zi said that in the past few minutes, what he saw in his eyes immediately drew a "?" in his mind, Xinghuatian?Jin Ping Mei?Myself? ... "Xinghuatian! Try 'Shaoxing Huang'!" Butuan said.Then whispered to Ouyang Tianfeng: "Xinghuatian's shopkeeper is from Suzhou, hey, so beautiful!" Arriving upstairs at Xinghuatian, Ouyang Tianfeng asked Zhao Ziyue for a box of "Three Paotai Cigarettes".Zhao Ziyue lit the cigarette, his brows gradually widened by three or four centimeters, and he forgot to draw the philosophical "?" on the cigarette. "Old Zhao!" Wu Duan said, "Tell me your secret!" "What wine to drink?" Ouyang Tianfeng took a look at Wu Duan, then handed Zhao Ziyue all the smiling faces. - "?" "Don't drink!" Zhao Ziyue looked up at the smoke.The lingering problems of life in my heart and my own aspirations are indeed much rarer, but it is inconvenient to change my attitude for a while, and others will see my weakness of moodiness. Ouyang Tianfeng smiled slightly from his ear (actually, he couldn't tell which organ it was from.).Then discussed with Butuan and ordered wine and dishes.Zhao Zi said, with a clatter, he knocked the wine cup, which the waiter had just set, on the table.When the wine and food came, he just lazily ate a few mouthfuls of the food, and twisted his neck to look at the "Five-Star Wine" advertisement hanging on the wall. "Old Wu! Come! Fist!" "Three Stars!" Indicates that he is determined.Unfortunately, they didn't ask. "Ouyang! Three punches, two wins, one win!" Wu Duan lifted the wine pot and poured a cup for Ouyang Tianfeng.Then he said to Zhao Ziyue: "Show us! Guess what? Ouyang is the best drinker!" Zhao Zi said no words. "Old Wu!" Ouyang Tianfeng said solemnly: "Don't ask him, he must be uncomfortable! If he says no to drinking, he won't drink, and he doesn't even watch wine! This is his benefit!" Zhao Zi said he felt much happier!Ouyang Tianfeng's little golden key, not too big or too small, just opened the lock of sorrow in Zhao Ziyue's heart.A person who can talk is not always to please others, but to increase their misery and arouse their anger when necessary.If people's anger and depression have a certain level, as long as you can stimulate them to the highest point, the anger and depression itself will be happy and satisfied, turning sadness into joy, and tearing through tears into laughter.Just like when a child loses his temper so much that he can't let it go, he is so happy to make him cry; the old woman said, "Just cry!"For those who are not used to getting sick, you say: "You look much better!" When he is unfortunately sick, because of your suggestion, the efficacy of the lotus stem and wick will be increased tenfold.But for people who take medicine for sickness as a pastime, you'd better say "You have to take care of it! In addition to the 'Red Tonic Pill', you have to add some 'Ai Luo Bu Brain Juice'!" So he was satisfied, Your compassion and your ability to appreciate the "beauty of illness" comforted him. Ouyang Tianfeng understands this! Wu Duan lost again with his punching punch, picked up the wine cup and raised his neck, drank it with a bang, and lit the wine cup to Zhao Ziyue: "Do it!" Zhao Ziyue had already turned his head, frowning and winking, as if he was very ill.The fragrant wine smell pierced into the nostrils one by one, and the throat was slightly itchy.He scratched his neck with his hands, and it looked like he was suffering from "diphtheria". "Old Zhao!" Wu Duan said, "Draw for me, I can't beat this guy Ouyang!" Zhao Ziyue still didn't answer, his fingers flexed and stretched under the table.Then he put his hand on the table, grasping the fingers of his right hand with his left hand, as if he was about to get a "ghost bump". "Old Zhao!" Ouyang Tianfeng said with sincerity in the heart, but outwardly: "Do you have a headache or a bad stomach?" "It hurts! It hurts all!" Zhao Ziyue said, and immediately felt that something was wrong in his stomach. "Is it itchy too?" "Itchy and sad!" "Fengchi!" Ouyang Tianfeng decided on the pulse without thinking. "It's all the fucking boy Chun Er," Zhao Ziyue recalled the source of the disease with an idea, "Tell me to eat sweet potatoes to suppress the wind!" "Try to have a sip of wine?" Ouyang Tianfeng said as he picked up the wine cup that was locked. The way he held the wine cup was very sincere, and there was no way to describe it. "Don't drink! Don't drink!" Zhao Ziyue's brain sent out urgent telegrams to warn the whole country.But the central government had nothing to do except send a telegram, so Zhao Ziyue picked up the wine cup with his right hand like a hungry eagle catching a rabbit.When the wine cup came to his lips, his brain also came to his senses: "Drink a little rice wine because of a bad stomach, what are you afraid of!" So he tilted his neck and poured it down.When the wine reached the esophagus, all the organs of the limbs and body shouted "Long live!" The eyebrows opened, the eyes smiled, and the joints all over the body creaked.Naofu also catered to the public opinion and issued an order: "Order the old mouth to have another drink!" One cup, two cups, three cups, the tongue is gradually numb like a piece of crispy candy that is about to melt in the mouth, and the blood is flowing, making the corn on the little toe itchy and happy!Four cups, five cups... "How's your stomach?" Ouyang Tianfeng cared about Zhao Ziyue almost as kindly as his sister treats his little brothers. "I can't die!—and a little pain! A little!" One, two, three, three cups again!Another catty! "Your unhappiness this morning is not purely because of your stomachache?" "Old Li—good man! He taught me a lesson! Tell me to go home and farm! Good man!" "Good idea!" Butuan said, "Guess what? You go home so he can marry Ms. Wang! Haha!" "Li Shouhou is a bit tricky!" Ouyang said with a smile. ………… The lamp was on, and somehow it was on!The mahjong brand Xilihuala rang, and I touched it on my finger for some reason! "Four circles and one scattered!" Zhao Ziyue's smell of alcohol was stronger than his ambition, and his blood red eyes were fixed on the snow-white "white board".Four laps are over. "Four more laps, no more! I have to go to bed early for the game tomorrow!"... "It's four o'clock! Go to bed! Gather your spirits and win some glory for the school! You must talk about sports, I tell you, little brothers!" Oh-oh-oh!The cock is crowing! "The wind and rain are like darkness, and the rooster crows endlessly," Zhao Zi said after reading it, and fell asleep on the bed.He saw Li Jingchun again in his dream, but he sacrificed "Red Middle" and "White Board" to beat Li Jingchun and run away! The stadium of the University of Commerce is covered with fine yellow sand, and the dark blue goal is covered with snow-white netting.White and gray lines were drawn around the court, and thick hemp ropes were tied to short wooden posts along the white lines. Male and female students gradually filled up outside the wooden posts, talking with each other, and the heat from their mouths slowly condensed into a mist.The hosts, including Ouyang Tianfeng and Wu Duan, were holding on to the small white flag, with a light green silk strip floating on their chests, jumping back and forth, left and right like shuttles, and there was nothing they had to do.A few kites hang in the sky with the setting sun, representing the beauty of the calm and clear early winter.Xie Yang hesitated to leave this group of men and women, as if in his hundreds of thousands of years of experience, this was the first time he saw such a lively and lovely group of students in China. The candy seller with braided hair outside the venue covered his frozen red ears with one hand and yelled: "Pear cake mouth is crooked—sugar vomit!" A pupil from the half-day school in the police district, wearing a gray fat padded jacket, yelled He said: "Cigarettes come—the cigarettes!" The mist over the heads of the male and female students gradually thickened, because the burning of hundreds of cigarettes together was no less than a small chimney in a factory.The white and gray lines on the ground gradually disappeared section by section, half of which were crushed by the soles of the students' shoes, and half of which were covered by melon seeds and peanut skins. The game players gradually showed up: the University of Commerce wears gray sportswear, brown long wool socks, and blue grab caps.Meizheng University wears a red sports jacket, black wool socks, and a white cap.If you look carefully at what they are wearing and what they are wearing on their heads, you can draw a conclusion without hesitation: "Some domestic products are not available!" Although they sometimes go to the grocery store to smash foreign products.The players all came to the field with their legs bent, their backs tucked in, and they rubbed their exposed knees with their hands, with goosebumps from the cold, showing some "soft but hard" sportsmanship.Before entering the arena, shake hands with familiar people one by one outside the arena: "Old Zhang! Work harder!" "You don't need to win more, half a dozen is enough!" Kick it hard, Li Kui!"... The players seemed to hear it, or didn't seem to hear it, and they only showed their white teeth that had been brushed just now, and smiled at everyone in circles.When you get to the field, attack the goal first, slide your legs, and move your whole body. The ball flies from a high place, and you gently tap your toes to the ground.Then he pretended to slip, turned his back to the ground, put his feet up and fell to the ground.Another player ran over with his toes on the ground, picked up the ball and threw it on the knee of the one who fell on the ground, and then looked around. Sure enough, all the audience around laughed!The goalkeeper uses both hands and feet, and those who block horizontally and vertically do not allow the ball to enter the goal.Sometimes the ball hits the white net behind the goal, but he jumps high and touches the upper frame of the goal, as if he didn't see the ball go into the goal. ... Zhao Ziyue has arrived!Ha!Ha! "Zhao Tieniu is here!" "It's not Tieniu!" With a dark red face, short and thick hands and feet, his legs are bent sideways on purpose, and he straddles his stride, he really looks like an invincible athlete in the world.There are two watercress green silk strips tied on the sports socks, and the black hairy legs are exposed on the green strips.Kick the dead cow with one leg, no doubt! He kept pulling off the court, chatting and laughing with his friends.He kept nodding and shouting to the students in the arena: "Lao Meng! Sweat a little more today!" Nodding and waving.When he got close to the wooden stake, his foot tripped on the hemp rope, and the whole thing fell into the field like a big ingot.All around burst into laughter like thunder: "Look! Tie Niu is playing tricks again!" He kicked his legs, intending to jump up like a carp.But his hair was heavy and his heart was sore, he couldn't stand up no matter what.The waiters panicked: "Bring fire wine! Fire wine!" Few handfuls of fire wine slapped him on the leg of the dead cow. ... "It's done! It's done!" He forced a smile and said, "There's nothing wrong with my legs, but my head is dizzy!" "Old Zhao's legs may not be strong, today, guess what?" Wu Duan said to Ouyang Tianfeng. "Don't say bad words!" beep - beep - The judge, a little Englishman who looks like he is rolling his muscles, his cheeks bulge so high that he plays the silver flute with murderous intent. Thousands of heads outside the arena suddenly turned to the inside of the arena as if they were pulled by a thread.Smokers hold a puff of cigarette in their mouths and temporarily forget to puff it out; those who eat melon seeds put the melon seeds near their lips and don't smoke. ... On the court, the players stood up, and Zhao Ziyue was the vanguard of the left wing. Beep—beep! Zhao Ziyue brought the ball across the center line like a gust of wind, "Quick! Tie Niu! Iongsh-oot!" He forgot his own life, turned left and right and ran forward.I don't know if it's the ball kicking the person or the person kicking the ball. It rolls like a lion rolling a ball with its teeth and claws. The enemy's central defender moved his left foot forward as a false attempt, Zhao Ziyue turned the ball outwards, just right, it landed on the enemy's central defender's right foot, and sent the ball back in one fell swoop. "Haha! Haha!" With a bang, the students of the University of Commerce threw their hats, towels, and even cigarette packs into the air, and jumped up and down. "Oops! Old Zhao!" Zhao Ziyue's classmates sighed together. In this minute, the students from the commercial university all pushed out their eyeballs by more than one point, and all the students from the prestigious university retracted their noses by five or six centimeters! Zhao Ziyue looked around secretly, and thousands of mouths seemed to say in unison: "Old Zhao is terrible!" He pretended to be very calm, put his hand on his head, and scratched through the small hat; The failure to play football can be covered up by scratching your head. (I don't know why!) was scratching his head when the ball came from behind and hit him in the hand, that is, on the head.There was a buzzing sound in his head, and he fell forward, his eyes lit up: "White board," "Dongfeng," "Fa Cai!" He heard in his ears: "Timeout!" followed by the voices of people around him. Noisy: "Bring him down!" "Dead thing!" "Dead cow!" "The judges are unfair!" "Hit! Hit!" Ouyang Tianfeng ran in and helped Zhao Ziyue up.He helped Ouyang walk slowly behind the goal, put on a leather robe and sat on the ground.His classmates kept yelling "Fight!" A few people ran into the field from the northeast corner, ran to the judges, and ran back for some reason.It was only later that I found out that those judges were all short-sighted, and I didn't see clearly that the referees were foreigners from the sidelines, hum!Suppose the judges are not foreigners? "Ha-la! Ha-la!" the students of the University of Commerce shouted again.Zhao Ziyue saw it for real, the ball and himself were only separated by the white line net. The poet Zhou Shaolian shrank his neck, turned around slowly, and handed Zhao Ziyue a small note: "The red army lost! Can't beat that gray clown duck? However, if you lose, you lose, what does it matter, haha! "