Chapter 13 Representative Song

Just now in front of Tiananmen Square as the chairman of the National Assembly, when the police chased them away, he showed his heroic spirit alone, and Mistesong, who was hiding behind him and retreating slowly, yelled more than 200 more when he led the parade. He said "Down with imperialism" and came back very tired. At this time, he was leaning on a rattan armchair, wiping the sweat behind his ears with a small hand.The handpan was originally stuffed in the breast pocket of a foreign suit. It is made of silk, white, with a small light blue flower at each corner. When you shake it open, there is a faint sweet fragrance in your nose.Because of the aroma, Mistesson recalled the owner of the banner.The little white sparrow of the bequeather, as long as he closes his eyes for a while, it will jump vividly in front of his eyes, and the scene of the popular painting is also shown at the same time, how interesting!So Mister Song hurriedly stuffed the banner into his pocket again, as if afraid of being seen by someone.

In the room, there are many square or long strips of oil paintings hanging on the walls.The paintings are all women without clothes and pants, one or two are naked, I don’t know if they are drawn according to the original bodies of the ladies, and all the poetic parts that the poet thinks are poetic are unscrupulously exposed.Near the bed, there is another seven-character couplet posted by Tiger Banxuan, which reads: Only a great hero can be a true celebrity, learn from the romantic characters, what is the Tao of plum blossoms and the human body? Bo, the two characters of the insane gentleman.From the looks of it, it was probably due to famous players.In addition to the writing desk, there are two large bookshelves in the room, side by side with the bed, one on the left and one on the left.There are countless foreign books on the shelves, big and small, all covered in leather and cloth, with gold letters on them, which are extremely brilliant.Between the books, there are some extremely beautiful bottles of toilet water.From the paintings, from the couplets, from the foreign books with gold letters on the leather covers, from the many hexagonal glass bottles of various colors in the bookshelf, to the two water-red duck down pillows on the bed, you can see it everywhere. Show the host's love and beauty.As for learning, it goes without saying that there are so many foreign languages ​​and foreign books to testify.

He took out the banner again and wiped it for a while.The face, the nose, the corners of the eyes, and the tips of the ears seemed to have been rubbed off, but there was still no reason why.Suddenly, as if remembering something, he hurriedly stood up and approached the desk. At this time, someone knocked on the door outside with his fingers a few times. "Which one, come in!" Pushing the door open, a young man came in. He wore a blue satin vest over a dark gray serge coat, and he was neatly dressed. The pointed shoes under his feet were thin and pointy, especially the black uppers with blue Stockings are perfectly matched.Looking at that tender white face, she is definitely under twenty years old.This is Mister Song's friend, a classmate who is also in the literature department, and was elected by the public to attend the Patriotic Federation at the same time, so there is no need to be polite, the host just asked to sit down, and the two sat down.

The two cigarettes let out the smoke slowly. The host sat on the backless wooden table next to the desk, and the guest put his body on the armchair, and the two tender faces faced each other, so they both smiled knowingly. "What, it's changed! Are you patriotic?" Ke's voice was as tender as his face. "Of course! We go out to publicize one day, defeat the bandits, and then come to suck up the three forts. Are we still human?" "I don't care." "I don't care, I want to (clench fist and raise the branch) knock down you, the imperialist—" It seemed that Misteson didn't seem to be seriously angry, so although he clenched his fist and raised it again, he didn't Do not hit.

The two laughed again, but only with smiles on their faces, because each had a cigarette in his mouth, and it was inconvenient to speak. "Brother Shao, are you having fun today?" The visitor asked Mistesong. "Smell? Don't mention it! It's okay to say that you are angry! One or two of the representatives are useless, and the police are yelling that they are Mr. Mr. They can't stand here anymore. They have no resistance at all." No, I was afraid that the head of the gun would come to the head, so I walked out of Tiananmen Square honestly. If I was not there to supervise the team, I shouted loudly, "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! It's not a tiger, it can't eat us!" , That sneaky, even if the show ends like this, the leaflets can’t be distributed.”

The so-called brother Shao, thinking of the cowardly situation represented by Shijian, couldn't help but feel angry, and thumped the table heavily.The pink chrysanthemum in the small bottle on the table trembled for a long time due to the shock. "It's not a fatal thing, it's just that scary! Even if it's fatal, we should sacrifice for patriotism! What else is there to do with our blood if it's not used for patriotism?" Then he slapped again, and the bottle chrysanthemum trembled again. The meaning of the guest is that I came to discuss another more interesting matter, but seeing Brother Shao talked about the situation of the conference, so I don't want to say a word.At the end, when I saw Brother Shao's handkerchief, I remembered my own handkerchief, and also took out a light blue handkerchief with a big earbud to wipe my nose.

"What next?" asked lazily. "Don't you see?" "No, I'm urging the French team, so-" "That's why I didn't get kicked out. The meeting still couldn't be held in the future. I saw them like that, and I couldn't get angry. They couldn't recruit them, so the eldest son scolded them for the police... lackeys of the imperialists! Government dogs! Creeping beasts! Cold-blooded snake! ...When I stood in front of Tiananmen Square, I stood still!Hundreds of people clapped and applauded when they cursed at the police.In the end, I walked out slowly, and caught up with a small group of teams marching towards Damochang Street, shouting slogans, distributing leaflets in our school,... "Two cigarettes are smoking again. When the conversation paused, the next door There was a chatterbox rustling, followed by another clang, and Yiyue could still hear the tone of "Dream". Brother Shao just raised his hand and rubbed it on his nose, scaring away a fly on his head .Tips on the ground once, beat the time for the chatterbox.

"Brother Shao, there are so many bottles, use the empty ones to take me two." "Ah, you don't have a bottle? Where are your sisters and sisters?" "Brother, did you see Xiao Liu today?" The guest put aside the matter of the bottle. "Only you saw it, didn't you?... That little red top, jade skirt, blue socks and black leather shoes in the third row—much worse than your feet—do you know who the woman with the red flag is?" Brother said he didn't see it, but asked why. "Good eyes! First-class thumb badge," the guest praised and gave a thumbs up. The two of them understood each other and laughed again.

"Brother, brother, how do you think little Liu is better than your Fourth Sister Zhu?" "Of course Xiao Liu is much better—my Miss Zhu? You are still dreaming! Others will marry the same old Shaanxi on the fifteenth of this month. After getting married, the couple will go to West Lake to live a new life... "Why, so fast?" "No, the little guy will come out without hesitation! I heard from Mister Zheng that she went to Xiehe for an examination with that old Shan. The doctor said that it would take at most three months. Instead of panicking at that time, how about—" "Yes I feel a little uneasy personally, right?" Brother Shao said with sarcasm.

"Who is someone referring to? Actually, I don't have any feelings for her, because she is a little bit related and walks around a lot, and you nervous people will make up rumors." The guest took a puff of cigarette, and pushed the smoke out of his nose vigorously. . "Hey, tell me, brother, how is Xiao Liu doing recently?" "It's a coincidence to ask! I know how other people are doing recently? I'm neither her relative nor her relative—" "However, we are very good friends." The guest said, and made a haha. "I'll take you—" Brother Shao clenched his fist again and raised it, but he still couldn't bear to hit the guest on the head, so the guest raised his head twice, expressing his intention to hit you if you want.

"Brother, brother, I heard that 'bean dregs' has been very affectionate with you recently, is that true?" "Where, where? I don't need to guess, I know it's a rumor made by a rascal pumpkin face. He once wrote three long letters to Mrs. Bean Dregs. There were so many nasty words.The hooligan felt dissatisfied, thinking that I had done something in the middle, so he made rumors about me everywhere, not saying that he saw the letter one day, but also said that he met in the park, in fact, it was like 'bean dregs'—"" Brother Such a young boy, I don't think he would—" The guest laughed again, perhaps because Brother Shao said he was a boy. The look of people getting angry is probably Tan's "Fishing and Killing House". Brother Shao was still tapping his toes, and the guest turned the conversation to yesterday's attendance at the Third Court. "Brother Shao, how about the pigeon from the Normal University?" "My testimonial is: gentle personality, moderate figure. Yesterday when discussing the parade, the pigeon was right in my hand. When I spoke, I opened my mouth, and a bunch of small white teeth were exposed. The hair is honest. The light sticks to the head; the unruly sideburns are fluttering, making the hair look more charming, and the amorous style at the corners of the eyes and the eyebrows makes you unable to catch it, it must be a kite in March." "Brother Shao, guess whose—" "Then how do you know?" "I'll tell you—" Ke Yao Shao bent down and put his ear to his mouth. "Haha, what a black lacquer bench! It goes with such a tile chamber pot!" "Haha, it was created in heaven!" Brother Shao held back his laughter, "Let's change to the Department of Political Science immediately, and become an official after graduation!" "If you have money, ask for five like this." The two chattered all the way and continued talking. After they had finished talking, the guest borrowed a copy of "History of the Pain of the May 30th", saying that he wanted to write an article on the tyranny of imperialism in China for reference. . At that time, Mister Tesong, alone in the room, restored the boredom of the guest's future.The chatterbox next door, I don't know when it stopped, and there is no way to knock on the board. "This way, this way, as long as her face is not very hopeless, and this way, this way, sometimes there will be many opportunities for me to play with this little pigeon! "...But the first move is troublesome. "...However, judging from yesterday's situation, the first hurdle has been passed. Since I am so open-minded and open about things, there is nothing wrong with discussing with her with an open mind. "...Even if--there's no reason for it, are you afraid of being laughed at?...It's a pity that Xiao Hu's 30 yuan is returned, and it will be easier to deal with it if you are a little slow!" "Call Mr. Song, Mr. Song!" The man shouted in the courtyard outside. "Who's here?" Interrupted Brother Shao's happy plan, so he left immediately. "He didn't say—it was Peng." "Come right now!" He almost jumped to the phone, and sure enough, when he mentioned the opportunity, the opportunity came! ... Soon, I saw Mistesong smiling on Beiheyan Road.The tip of a civilized staff drew many circles in the air, all the way to the box ticket office of the True Light Cinema. Made on October 16, 1925