Chapter 6 Chapter Four

The office building of Tianbao Publishing House is more like a middle school administrative office building, with a five-story blue building and air-conditioning exhaust fans hanging here and there on the windows.Tianbao, who graduated from Peking University, looks about forty, from the Northwest, tall and thin, with a good-looking appearance, but his face is pale, and there is a melancholy temperament in his laughing and joking.He was too addicted to cigarettes, and when I entered the room, I was choked up, coughing up and down, and tears flowed down my face.Tianbao joked: "Why don't you buy one too, and fight poison with poison."

"I quit a long time ago." I coughed again and again, covering my mouth with my hand. Tianbao smiled: "Isn't it? Aren't you a smoker in that book?" "It's nonsense. The hero is either smoking a cigarette or holding a wine bottle, or has a scar on his face, a bullet hole in his belly, or a plate of sunflower seeds hanging on his buttocks. That's a very old-fashioned way of writing, I want to change-- Come—too late." I coughed and said, "As long as you quit smoking successfully, the smell will kill you." "Why can't I quit?" Tianbao put out the cigarette butt, got up and opened the window to breathe, poured water for me from a paper cup, and asked, "Tell me how you quit?"

"Perseverance plus rationality, the will of early revolutionaries plus the rationality of contemporary vegetable farmers." I said. "I'm not as good as a vegetable farmer?" He laughed. "You Peking University people are all thinking about big things." This sentence accurately hit the unique sense of intelligence of Peking University students.He smiled: "Come on, I'll make fun of my buddies as soon as we meet." "It's too disrespectful to the editor, and I'm too presumptuous." I said apologetically. "The text is like a person. Let's talk about the manuscript."

"What I'm waiting for is your enlightenment." I respectfully. "Don't, I'm already dizzy." He said proudly, "Your manuscript—" ... After sitting in a roast duck restaurant, Tianbao couldn't help lighting a cigarette again, and said regretfully, "I'm sorry, this bad habit of mine is hard to change." "If you want to talk about bad habits, I have more than you. I've been in society for a long time, it's inevitable." I said, "Basically follow the rules, and occasionally commit crimes, but the matter of cheating and abduction—it has nothing to do with us."

"I didn't mean that, I mean, you don't look like—hey, how should I put it?" I looked sincere: "Although I am a person, I feel uncomfortable when you say I am good, and think you are hypocritical; I am very happy when you make fun of me. Hooligan proletarians are a bit masochist." "Hehe, you can let it go." He shook the cigarette ash and said, "I have seen many authors, and they all look sluggish, and some of them are malnourished." "It's normal. This kind of activity grinds people. Iron rods are ground into needles. There is no money. After all, there are very few best-selling authors."

"Then why are you doing this?" "Boring, masochist. I don't rely on this for food. I never force myself to write like squeezing toothpaste, although I also have a strong thought of fame and fortune in my bones." I took the menu from the waiter and passed it to Tianbao, "You Let's order." After asking for my opinion, Tianbao ordered a few dishes with ease.He then asked, "How do you get the money? No new author has ever invited me here. It's all fast food and ramen." "Hey, bastard, I've done a lot of things—that's not expressly prohibited by law."

"Hehe, you really have a criminal record!" Tianbao's laughter spread across half of the restaurant, and other people looked over happily. "I'll just entrust you with my manuscript." I refilled him with wine, and he swallowed the beer glass as big as a fist in one gulp, three times in a row, worthy of a Northwest booze drinker. "Try your best. I think it's okay after reading it, but I'm only the first judge, and I have to go through the second, third and final judgements. You don't know. It's so troublesome to publish a book now, especially a novel."

"Especially the unknown junior." I added with a smile, and added more wine to him. "That's right, I still have a pile of them there, and there are others that have been sitting there for almost ten years. If you don't believe me, you will go and have a look later." I kept saying I believe me, and Tianbao continued, "How many authors in the country are there? They are all pretentious when it comes to millions. There are too many monks, and only a few novels are published each year? Now the publishing houses are all managed by enterprises, and the first consideration is whether they can make money, and they are very conservative. In this way, it is even more difficult for newcomers to write books. "

"That's it, that's it." I nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. "Well, I'll introduce you to the second trial later when I go back, so I can make a good impression. I'll be the assistant to the editor-in-chief soon. You're a nice guy." Her name is Ren Yaping, and she is very pretty. She said that she has been busy for a while to read my manuscript. Tianbao sent me downstairs, and I wandered aimlessly in the streets and alleys with a bottle of iced mineral water that hadn't completely melted.For many years, being alone on a strange street in a strange city has always attracted me.Those novel street scenes, shops, strange faces and any unexpected events will arouse a foreigner's desire to verify.In an ancient bookstore, I saw the famous erotic novels "Meat Fu Tuan" and "Mirage Records" (Note: "Meat Fu Tuan", also known as "Jade Fu Tuan", one of the masterpieces of Chinese erotic novels, Li Yu (1611) in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties ~1680). "Mirage Records", also known as "The Complete Biography of Mirage Records" and "Love in the Strange", the more influential social novels in the Qing Dynasty, written by the old man Yushan, published in the ninth year of Jiaqing (1804).) It is a thread-bound book, even if you take out all the valuables from this trip to Beijing, you can't buy it.Get away while the boss is not entangled with me.

Suddenly the phone rang, and Wu Tongtong checked the number.I said, "Where else can I be, I'm wandering around looking for my wallet." "Near Jianguomen, there is a notarization of foreign degrees and unmarried. How about I go to your place?" "Okay, I'm going back now." I rushed back to the guest house to wash off my stinky sweat, and took a nap.There was no one in the room, except for the sound of the electric fan and the intermittent chirping of birds and cicadas on the big tree outside the window, it was very quiet.After waking up, I went to the laundry room to scrub and wash my clothes, humming a song: "The drizzle and the wind drenched the street at dusk, wiping away the rain and looking up for no reason, looking at the lonely night light is that sad memory..."

Suddenly, a pair of hands hugged me from behind, and I didn't turn my head back: "How do you know I'm here?" "Aren't you singing? You can speak Cantonese! Is it from Beyond?" "Yeah, it's called "Like You." I said in Cantonese. "Who do you like?" I laugh while saying nothing.Wu Tongtong started to help me with the laundry.I said, "I think back then, I went from being a hallway singer, a laundry room singer, a bathhouse singer to a bar singer. My buddies relied on this for half a year." "Really? When? You still have it!" She asked curiously. "Just when I returned to my hometown from Shenzhen, I sang at night and wrote that stupid book during the day." "You're still Versatile." "Just a little Narcissistic." I said modestly. Back in the room, Heli hung the clothes on the rack outside the window.Then Wu Tongtong sat beside me, leaning against me.After dawdling for a while, she was a little flustered: "This is a group room, and someone can come back anytime." I got up and closed the door, and kissed her passionately.Her movements were stiff, but I was amazed by how horny and intense she was.After a few minutes, she stopped very restrainedly."It's dangerous work, let's get out," she said. The graduation certificate from a famous school is amazing, not only the name is scary, but also the size is much bigger than my graduation certificate from the top 500 universities in the country - not to mention two bachelor's and master's degree. So polite.A cockroach-headed guy looked at me, and said to Wu Tongtong in a strange way: "I thought you were here to apply for a marriage certificate." Wu Tongtong was noncommittal, smiled, paid the money, and left.Feeling lost all of a sudden, I let go of Wu Tongtong's hand, and walked silently towards Dongdan Wangfujing. At that time, the huge Oriental Plaza buildings were still hidden behind tall scaffolding and green silk screens, and dust rose from time to time.We go shopping malls, bookstores, antique stores, clothing stores.In a small shop in Dongdan, they each bought a shirt for each other.Hungry at dusk, I returned to the Beijing Office to eat Sichuan cuisine. "Beijing is so big, it's not easy for us to meet each other," I said. "Yeah, it's all spent on the road." She also felt the same, and then suggested to find a basement hotel near her school, which is much cheaper.I say the basement is a bit scary, reminiscent of a secret fascist dictatorship.I talked about Yang Xingchen's entrepreneurial history.Wu Tongtong said that it was not as scary as he thought. Many foreign student star writers have lived there, and he showed another trick, "Don't you want to eat the student cafeteria?" I couldn't resist the temptation: "Move tomorrow, today's money will be paid." "Okay, let's go find it together." Outside the Jianguomen subway entrance, there is a newly opened street garden, and a golden windmill spins in the wind.Next to it was the large, ramshackle academic building.We sat on a stone bench under the woods, hugging and kissing tirelessly, turning a blind eye to people coming and going.With a tacit acquiescence from her resistance, I really caressed her upper body, her breasts were small and firm, her waist was smooth and hot.Suddenly she stopped me: "This is also a dangerous job. On Chang'an Street, we are too presumptuous." "It's called playing with heartbeats. Who are we afraid of if we are hooligans?" I laughed. "Don't be us, I'm not." She laughed. "Then why do you cooperate so tacitly?" I reminded, "Look at where your hands are placed?" Wu Tongtong hastily let go of her hands from my neck: "I have been tempted." "Who seduced whom? How did I get to Beijing?" I laughed. "Hmph, it's really shameless, you can act like a good boy when you get cheap." She pinched my neck so hard that my eyeballs almost fell out. It wasn't until the last subway that we walked towards the subway, sticky.The flow of people poured into the subway station like a liquid seeping into an underground river, disappearing like a vortex in an instant, and occasionally a few "bubbles" came out.We drifted to the underground of Xizhimen, and emerged like a spring.I waited until Wu Tongtong got on the bus before I merged into the underground river flowing in the opposite direction again. On this extremely hot night, I fell into tossing and turning again, tirelessly fantasizing about Wu Tongtong's beautiful body under his coat.Suddenly things felt erratic.How can I, a small shrimp at the bottom of the social food chain, be able to climb up to the top elite university talents and prospective doctors in the United States?Gradually, I got lucky again. According to the principle of marriage and love ecology that a woman marries a man and a man C marries a man B and a woman marries a man C, woman A and man Ding become leftover men and women.Unless girl A insists on herself, she is destined to let me wait for male Ding to clean up the mess-this is not a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, this is a match made in heaven!Darwin was fucking fucked up, but God is fair.The Seventh Fairy can commit herself to cattle-herding baby Dong Yong, but can't Wu Tongtong submit to my social sage Da Ge Haiyang?It's not that I'm narcissistic, I'm just a legend!This whimsy made me fascinated, thinking of Teacher Wu touching the little brother and smashing it, I fell asleep peacefully with my mouth open. Similar to Yang Xingchen's foreign trade company back then, the basement hotel was rebuilt from the idle air defense facilities under the building.It was indeed cool, but there was a musty smell in the cool wind.After pressing the switch, the fluorescent lamp struggled for dozens of seconds before it turned on. The lamp tube was dirty and the light was pale.The walls are dirty and mottled, the wall skin is peeling off, water seeps out from time to time, and cockroaches scatter everywhere.The small wooden bed wobbled and creaked, the bedding looked like a pile of animal offal, and vulgar fights and moans came from the next room separated by thin wooden boards.Once you fall asleep here, you have to put a question mark on whether you can wake up again. Wu Tongtong also frowned, I took the opportunity to insist on leaving, and went to live in a standard single room. I said I still had more than two thousand oceans, and she said that should not be wasted.I was a little upset: "How can this be called waste? This is called being kind to yourself." "Look again." Wu Tongtong insisted. Finally found the guest house on the ground.Double room, single bed, lying comfortably.There is air conditioning and a private bathroom.Eighty yuan a day.The other bed is unoccupied, but it could be anytime.After entering the house, the door was locked, and we entangled with each other in a flash, and went straight to the topic in an instant. "Stop! Stop!" She stopped me suddenly, terrified, "It's a dangerous period! If you get pregnant in the United States, you will be in trouble." "Then you are the American mother, and we are the American father." I smiled and went to undo the last button on her back. "I'm not in the mood to be poor with you." She quickly got dressed. "what is it now?" "What do you think? Go shopping." She reminded me, throwing my clothes over. "Is there a pharmacy nearby?" "I don't know, go out and look for it." I went downstairs impatiently, and came to the street without stopping, looking for the happy baby like a wild animal that has been hungry for three days and three nights.After wandering around for a long time, I couldn't find a pharmacy, and I didn't know it after asking the two of them.That happy baby is such a fucking prank, it's within reach when you don't need it, and it plays peek-a-boo with you when you're horny.Angrily, I waved for a taxi and said nervously as soon as I got in the car, "A friend is suffering from a sudden illness. Go to the nearest pharmacy as quickly as possible." "Hey, isn't it better to call 120?" My brother said with concern, "What if it's delayed?" "It's okay, old problem." I said nothing had happened. "What's wrong?" Brother is really warm-hearted. "Asthma." I blurted out. The elder brother said very expertly: "That's the problem of breath, can't you lift your breath? It's right if you get through." "Yes, that's right, it's right once you get through." I laughed so hard that my stomach was overwhelmed, and my little brother was ready to go. With the professionalism of the window industry in the capital, the elder brother came up with super-class technology, turned around without any danger, and soon arrived at a pharmacy, the size and size of which were worthy of the name - Elephant Drugstore.I asked the driver to wait for a while, and strode in.When I knocked on the door with a heavy breath and shouted a signal, Teacher Wu was already fully dressed, her hair was wet, and her body was full of water and the smell of shampoo.She was half lying down watching TV, her face blushing.I put the baby on the bed, made a face at her, and walked into the still hot bathroom. The bed is small, but the two hug each other more intimately.Wu Tongtong is not plump, but has texture; she is not beautiful, but is good at adjusting the atmosphere; she moves clumsily, but is extremely aggressive.The only regret is that I am worried that someone will break into the door and the happiness of the body will end hastily.Dress neatly, lie on the bed and kiss and caress. Wu Tongtong is not a virgin, I didn't ask, and I wasn't going to ask, but she brought it up, saying that she had a short-term relationship, and that man lied to her.I interrupted and said no need to explain, I don't have a virginity complex.She looked at me in surprise and I said that no man has the right to ask his woman to be a virgin, and no woman has the right to ask his man to be a virgin - who the fuck owes whom?All fucking hypocrites!Of course it’s good to meet, don’t blame others if you don’t.Besides, with a sly smile on my face, I'm not a virgin either, so it's even.She insisted: "I only have one, and only once or twice, you must have more than one, so skilled. It's not fair." "It's meaningless to discuss quantity. A bite of an apple is a few bites of an apple or an apple." I said seriously, "The theory of quantitative change and qualitative change is sometimes nonsense." "What is nonsense, a few more bites will be an apple core." "Then the ones that grow out become big duck pears and small jujubes?" I argued plausibly, "What's the point of saying that prostitutes do this every day? It's just a matter of the number of piston movements. The key depends on whether there is any emotional involvement." "This is still reliable." "Do you think men think with their lower body?" "But your lower body is obviously more developed than your upper body." She touched my leg, giggling, "Scud." "I'm a person with a wrong development." I told her about the "comrade" I met on the first day of staying in the hotel, and she was rolling with laughter, out of breath: "My God, you still have such beauty !" "No, it is very popular with three generations of women, old, middle-aged and young, and perverted men." After tossing for a while, Wu Tongtong suddenly burst into tears, muttering to himself: "Why did we meet only now?" I sighed without saying a word, and she looked at me suspiciously: "What's wrong with you? Are you dumb?" "What else am I talking about? Creativity makes people. You are going to the other side of the earth. When I came to Beijing two years ago, where did you hide? Why don't you go to 'Chasing Soul' part-time job?" I smiled wryly. "What a broken company, it's unheard of." She pinched my earlobe and said. I broke free and said, "I have a question I want to ask, who is seducing whom?" "Need to say? You stinky rascal." She bit the tip of my nose and said. "We have to figure it out. How did I get to Beijing, and who brought me to this hotel? Why sleepwalking?" "Who contributed to me first?" "I am contributing to the unit, not to you." "Anyway, it's in my hands." She said triumphantly. "Listen to your wording, 'fall'—it's in your hands, like a trap." "Love is a trap, and lovers are prey." She spoke eloquently. "What have you become, Hunter?" "Haha, love watcher, no——, it should be called a waiter." "I'm so unlucky." I made a stern statement, "You're using power for sex." "Then you have to be attractive." She shook my jaw and looked at me, as if finding out a few wrinkles on my face. "What kind of color do I have? I am old and my color is fading." After several years of turmoil, I am not confident about my appearance. "Then I'm hungry." She laughed, "Do you want to hear the truth?" "Of course, I will die to understand." "To be honest, after reading your manuscript, I always fantasize about what you look like, and I want to meet you." "Hehe, no wonder you tricked me into sending photos. No other editor has any." "Did you get fooled? Usually, the author is asked to provide photos after the contract is signed, and the cover is made. Are you stupid?" She laughed heartily. "Stupid enough." "Don't swear! After seeing the photos, I decided right away—I want to meet people." "Hehe, inspection?" "Fortunately, you are not missing arms, legs, cross-eyed, six-fingered hunchback, body odor, bad breath, just a little talkative, fart, and heartless, but it's okay..." I am very proud: "And then?" "I decided immediately, take it!" "It's murderous, one chain after another, catching fugitives." I laughed. "You are a fugitive from love,—we all are." "Is this considered a self-inflicted snare?" "The sky net is restored—the love net is also restored, sparse but not missing." "Aren't you going to leave immediately?" I sighed, "This net is really fucking big. Go down to the Pacific Ocean and collect the net on the other side of the Pacific Ocean. This project is too fucking grand. It's better than building the Great Wall to open a gap in the Himalayas." big." "Don't swear!" She covered my mouth, "You are such a bad habit." I struggled and said, "That's rough, isn't it? Sad Pacific!" Wu Tongtong immediately burst into tears, hugged me desperately, kissed me, and almost murmured: "Let me think about it, let me think about it." No one checked in until we went to dinner.In the evening, after wandering around Zhongguancun and returning to the hotel, a small cadre from Tianshui, Gansu Province, who called himself Pan Shizhu, was munching on braised instant noodles, and the room was full of unappetizing smells.Wu Tongtong sat for more than ten minutes, and I sent her away. I was still sound asleep when Wu Tongtong called and excitedly asked me to rush to the school gate with my luggage. Before I could ask Chou Yinmao to come, she hung up the phone.When I arrived at the gate of this majestic university, she was already waiting for me with a smile. She was dressed in red and black pants, her hair fluttered, and she was as heroic as a red tasseled gun.I smiled all over my face: "Have you found a cheaper hotel?" "It's not cheaper, it's free at all." "Is there really a free lunch in the world?" "There is no free lunch in the world, but there is a free bed in the world." She hugged me and hurried inside.The doorman looked at us dignifiedly and idiotically and smiled. "You want me to stay in the 'Jiejue Shitai' building? Please spare me!" "You have a good idea. I want you to go. Others still don't agree." Wu Tongtong confided the truth. The school was on holiday and they found me a student dormitory.Live with the boy I met in the teaching staff cafeteria, his name is Huang Xiao. "Forget it, I don't feel comfortable going there." I stopped and said awkwardly, "Boss is not young, what are you doing with a bunch of brats?" "What's the matter? The dog bit Lu Dongbin? Revisiting the college days, how good the campus life is. You are not old, and there are 40-year-old graduate students here. Why do you feel old? After a long time, you are really old. It's gone." She dragged me away.I was like a thief and liar who was turned away by the crowd and sent to the police in the street, struggling desperately, suppressing my voice and yelling: "Indecent!" "Who is indecent? I don't want to drag you away. If someone sees it, they must come to help. Even if you jump into the Yellow River, you won't be able to wash it away." She said seriously, "Don't think so much, think about your money. Rather than wasting it there, it would be better to save it and sell some books.” I had to give in.The dormitories for male students in prestigious schools are much the same except that the hardware is stronger than that of the "Porridge University" dormitory.A slanted long room, with two high and low iron beds on each side, two desks in the middle of the room in a row, and two drawers with locks on each side; an empty iron bed and a radiator, fully stuffed with leather boxes, cartons, washbasins, and thermos pots and other sundries.Fortunately, it was a holiday, and the house was fairly clean.The smell of feet overwhelms the crowd, and the smell is no different from the smell in the migrant workers' sheds. This once again shows that there is no difference in the sense of smell between the secretions of the bourgeoisie and the proletariat. The strange thing is that there is only smell of beriberi, but no smelly socks.With great experience, Huang Xiao picked up a few pairs of sneakers and shook them vigorously on the ground, and the smelly socks shrunk into a ball and a few used condoms fell out.He looked at the embarrassed crowd in embarrassment, pinched his nose with one hand and used a paper pad with the other to put the stinky socks and that thing into a plastic bag, seal it, and return it to its original place.His girlfriend Xu Na hurriedly opened the window, and the air gradually became normal. "This is the sloppy king of our class—the party secretary." He scolded with a smile, with bad intentions, "The dormitory of Teacher Ge back then—?" I choose what I like: "There are stinky socks, but nothing else." "Teacher Ge must have been very pure back then." Huang Xiao asked. "Of course, the old society." "Why are you so vulgar?" Xu Na beat him. "Why should I be called Huang Xiao?" Huang argued with a smile, while helping me make the bed, he laughed at himself that the name his parents gave him was not good enough.Xu Na joked: "Your parents really have a vision." "I know Teacher Ge is just as pure, just kidding." "I don't want to be pure, but in those days, impurity was not acceptable. I just thought that impurity would be wiped out in the bud. How many homeroom counselors wandered around with large flashlights with three batteries, where there was black light, and where was it? Hold it, I'll bleed all over the floor." I said in an envious tone, "It's really a good time for you guys." After tidying up, Huang Xiao gave me a key and left with Xu Na.I said treat them to a meal or something, but they said another day.Huang Xiao also put on a tricky smile and said that they went to the distant Broadcasting Academy and came back very late.The two hugged and hugged, twitched, wrestled and walked away, and the corridors echoed with their youthful and sullen laughter.Before the start of school, the eight-person room of more than ten square meters belonged to Huang Xiao and me, and I couldn't think of leaving.Close the door and go to bed. The bed has a brown mattress, which is dry and breathable.I sighed again: "It's really a good time for them!" "Are you jealous?" Wu Tongtong got into the mosquito net and lay down beside me. "What empathetic students. You have to give them A's anyway." "It's a pity that we don't have a chance." Teacher Wu took off his glasses and put them on the table. "I have always treated my students kindly. Even if they have some problems, it's not on them at all. Exam-oriented education, how many hardships did they suffer to get here. " The passion that took place this afternoon in the boys' dormitory of this top prestigious school was almost perfect, and it could get an A for the vulgar standards of exam-oriented education.This is due to the environment, the whole afternoon, the whole floor was just the two of us.The only thing that surprises me is the grotesque combination of Wu Tongtong's clumsy skills and super strong desire for control. The atmosphere, foreplay, posture, rhythm, timing and intensity are all controlled by her.I was like a seed player in the finals, and I had to do my best meticulously to get the approval of the coach. At night, always in the twilight after I fall asleep, someone enters the house, and then the small space close at hand shakes and shakes.I was unusually awake, but pretended to be asleep. Huang Xiao and Xu Na's intimate and sultry whispers were clearly heard in my warm ears, which aroused my real commotion.I thought it was a good time for the little kid.In the morning, Huang Xiao was always giggling: "Brother Ge, you were talking in your sleep again last night." "Really, what did I say?" I pretended to be puzzled. "It's a good time to talk about brats." "Haha, isn't it?" I laughed out loud, and Huang Xiao showed a yellow smile.