Chapter 8 Chapter VII Building

After the interview with the foreigner, I came out of the hotel and stood on Chang'an Avenue waiting for a bus.It seemed as if it had just rained, and the dust in the air was gone.In this season, the flowers on the roadside have already bloomed, but the catkins have not yet bloomed.In a year, there are no more than ten such spring nights in Beijing with moon and no wind.The weather was so good that I wanted to call my first love again, but it was already dark, and most of the phone booths on the street were locked.If I walk around Yong'an Lane, I might still find one or two that close late.If I call her house, it's probably her brother who answers the phone.Her younger brother would always stare at me viciously when he saw me, as if he thought that I had ill intentions for her sister, and wanted to sleep with his sister all day long.I often want to find an opportunity to have a calm talk with him, and tell him that his sister was born to be like this, and that people have bad intentions. Sooner or later, she will sleep with someone. This is the law of nature. He and I Neither can be changed.Even if no other man slept with her, it was not his turn to be the younger brother.

He doesn't know how old he has to be to realize that I'm not a hooligan.During that summer vacation, when I was at her house, her younger brother who loves to play football always stayed at home to review his homework, and came in every ten minutes to ask his sister about the spelling of a word or the addition of some auxiliary lines. Law. If she's at home, it's fine if she can answer the phone, but if she's not at home, I might be delusional.She must be with the young chief.For my first love, the director should not have so many unrelated thoughts.I don't know how much time the Director and her spent to see the upside down from holding hands, he will not be so meticulous, just like when Zhu Bajie was eating ginseng fruit.If I have a big run, I will put the last link in the big run.Deliberately let the Daben break down in Tiananmen Square, then turned on the emergency lights and started to act, before the police arrived.The police knocked on the car window. I pressed the button, and the window slowly slid down. I saw the policeman squint at my first love. Her hair was disheveled and her expression was deep. I calmly said to the policeman, "The car broke down." The cars stuck behind Daben honked their horns frantically, and someone in the square flew a centipede kite with hundreds of knots strung together in a string. People who took pictures in the square just now will see Tiananmen Square, the Chairman's portrait and this car that broke down in the photos when they go back. big run.

I decided not to call anymore. The foreigner I interviewed worked for a well-known foundation that founded the medical school I attended more than 80 years ago.He loves collecting butterfly specimens and movie posters, and the nature of his work keeps him traveling.He complained of chronic disturbances in his biospectrum, and that he was in a good mood few days a year.He said that was not the case. He had a good habit of drinking two liters of mineral water, running five miles, and eating ten ounces of carrots every day. His biological spectrum was precise and stable, with periodic fluctuations.Every twenty-eight days, he experiences a physical and psychological climax, doing things smoothly, making love smoothly;Moreover, after he talks to a woman as a friend, his cycle will gradually match that woman's.I thought secretly in my heart, this guy coincided with the way of reconciling yin and yang, he was unusual and had roots of wisdom.If he can unconsciously adjust his and his girlfriend's cycle to match the waxing and waning of the moon, he may be able to practice the great law of Zhou Tian.He also said that my mistakes are very common. Once he was in Switzerland, two cities with the same name made him run 500 miles extra in the snowy night like a turtle.He said that he believed in God, and that God created such an exquisite character as my sister, which made him essentially different from the devil; but my sister is sometimes full of magical powers, and he suspected that God and the devil might have some kind of hidden connection.

"The best way to overcome jet lag and maintain a good mood is to eat a full meal, drink plenty of water, fall asleep, and not be sexual. You are suffering from jet syndrome." I added it for my sister. He asked me why I read books by Philip Roth, a sick person. I didn't have the nerve to tell him that Americans don't think sick people, but according to Beijing's standards, most of them are idiots.When I was leaving, he thanked me again and again, and praised the beautiful box of strawberry cake I gave.I said don't be shy. Standing on Chang'an Avenue, neon lights flashed in his eyes.Not far away, the building known as the "Penis Building" stands majestically, pointing directly at the blue sky.I really don't know whether the designer has a strong sense of humor or has water in his head, and built the building like an ancient reproductive cult.The base is round and full, like a scrotum; the cylindrical building resembles a penis; a prominent revolving restaurant at the top of the building looks like a glans head; after the building is completed, it has been greened and beautified, and many trees have been planted around the building, plus the original ancient cypress, forming a Pubic hair, all creative.Before the erection of the penis building, a certain state authority built their building to resemble a vulva in order to highlight the image of the portal of their motherland.Today, the two buildings are not far away, and they can be regarded as echoing each other, and the yin and yang are reconciled.

I was wondering who's going to build some more breast villas and where, when a little Opel screeched to a stop next to me, the window slid down, and the woman I'd just seen at the restaurant leaned over and leaned out. head. "Coincidentally, get in the car, and I'll take you for a while." She said. I said: "OK." In the car, her fragrance seemed to be stronger, but the light was dim, and people could not be seen clearly.I asked her what brand of perfume she ordered, and she said it was "Dune" on the CD, and I said "Dune" II is my favorite video game.

That game can be called a classic, only seven megabytes in size, twenty-seven levels, compact plot, exquisite art, the player has a lot of freedom, creating a precedent for war chess games.For a while, I played this game all night with a married big brother, resting people and machines.Later, the brother's wife divorced him, and one of the most important grievances was that he didn't return at night. Her car was not driving fast, and there was still some traffic jams on Chang'an Avenue.I chatted with her all the time. "Are you still studying?" she asked. "Study medicine."

"That famous medical school in Dongdan?" "Yes. So you just leave me at the intersection of Dongdan. Don't go into Dongdan, it's too congested." "If I have a problem in the future, can I call you?" It seemed that she was a business person, and she was very quick to make calls. "Okay, but don't curse yourself first. It's better to earn more money and get less sick." "These are things that can't be said for sure." "I'm here, thank you. By the way, what's your name?" "Liu Qing." The car stopped by the side of the road, and I pushed the door open, and she casually lifted the zipper of my jacket, "It's getting cold at night, take it easy." I nodded.

The red light at the Dongdan intersection turned green, and Liu Qing's Opel disappeared into the traffic, like a stone thrown into a lake, giving someone a glance that he might never remember again. I looked at my watch, it was only nine o'clock, I didn't want to go back so early.I think my girlfriend must still be studying in the study room.All the girls in the class may be studying in the study room. We do not have our own dormitory building, but live in the building of the Basic Medical Research Institute.Girls live on the fifth floor, boys live on the sixth floor, the seventh floor is the study room, the basement is the cafeteria, and there are toilets on each floor.Simply put, you can stay in the building for years and months if you want.In fact, many people do this.The cafeteria opened for dinner at 4:30, finished eating at 5:00, and people began to go to the seventh floor to study in the early 5:00s.Because it was so close to the dormitory, many people didn't even carry their schoolbags. They carried three or four thick textbooks in one hand, and drinking cups and thermoses in the other.Many girls read from 5:00 p.m. to 2:00 p.m., and then went downstairs to sleep with three or four thick textbooks in one hand and drinking cups and thermoses in the other.The toilets in the middle are rarely used.The school doctor Dr. Wang once told me mysteriously that many girls in our class had irregular menstruation; I told her mysteriously that many boys in our class suffered from hemorrhoids, such as me.In fact, if you want, you can stay in this building after you die.Diseased organs can be placed in glass bottles in the pathology room, normal tissues can be sliced ​​into thin slices in the histology room and stained, white blood cells can be extracted for DNA and run in the biochemical room for electrophoresis, and if the soul persists, it can be floated in the corridors in the wind.

I don't want to go back so early.I was wandering on the streets of Dongdan and walked onto the overpass at the intersection of Dongdan.There was a beggar on the overpass, very fair-looking, wearing a ragged padded jacket, sitting on the ground.In front of him was a white enamel jar with a vague line of red characters on it: March 8th Red Banner Bearer, and some coins and ten-cent notes were scattered in the jar.The beggar saw that I was doing nothing, and gave me a vicious look, thinking that I was either trying to steal his business or make trouble for him.I threw the change I was going to buy for a bus ticket into the enamel jar, taking my stand and drawing a line from him.I've seen this beggar before, I remember his enamel cup, he's actually here every day.The last time I saw him, I also threw money and gave him a suggestion. He doesn't seem to remember me. His memory is obviously not as good as mine, so I'm going to take the human anatomy test.Last time I told him that his jar was too new, but this time, a few pieces of enamel had been dropped from the jar, and it looked black inside and out, so he was obviously old.My brother told me that begging is also a profession and a way of life, as old as assassins and prostitutes.He took a tour group to Guilin, and every time he met the same group of people asking for money at the foot of Elephant Trunk Hill.The two were not very old, the man swallowed the sword, and the woman ate the iron ball, spitting all over the floor.Ten years later, these two people are still there, but there are two more children. The boy still swallows the sword, and the girl still eats the iron ball, and the saliva is still dripping all over the floor.

In Dongdan, it is more common for middle-aged women to take a child on the streets, and most of the children are girls.The middle-aged woman holds the child in her hand, and the child's eyes shine like a falcon standing on the shoulders of an old hunter.With a suitable goal, the child rushes up, grabs the pants first and then hugs the legs, and does not let go when the money is low.Sometimes two or three groups work together, and I've seen them eat together at noon.Such a nimble kid can't escape most of the goals.These children understand love best, and their most profitable targets are pairs of young men and women.The man was hugged on the thigh, and the girlfriend stood by and watched sweetly, and there were very few people who didn't pay.Once, Huang Qi and his girlfriend with big breasts and no brains were walking on Dongdan Street. Huang Qi couldn't dodge and was hugged by her thigh.

"Little friend, how old are you?" Huang Qi asked softly. The kid asking for money stared at him like a monster. "Little friend, where is your home?" Huang Qi continued to ask. The kid who asked for money still stared at him like a monster. "Little friend, let me take you to study. It's on the seventh floor of the yellow building over there. You can read from five o'clock in the evening to two o'clock in the evening. No one cares about you. I have many books to read to you." .” Huang Qi took the little girl’s hand and left. The child begging for money suddenly yelled: "Oh my god." He broke away from Huang Qi's hand and fled. Since then, Huang Qi's girlfriend has decided that Huang Qi is a caring person, and the relationship between the two has improved by leaps and bounds. They used to hold hands, but now the girl always welds half of her body to Huang Qi when she walks.Astragalus was thin and thin, and when the two walked on the street, Huangqi seemed to be carrying half a sack of grain, which reminded me of a mouse stealing public grain in cartoons.Since then, Huang Qi has also added a habit. When he saw an advertisement for an old military doctor on a telephone pole near Dongdan, he would try to tear it off.Huang Qi said that the little girls begging for money saw it badly, which affected their growth.We all wonder how he remembered it. "Once Juan asked me what is premature ejaculation. I asked her how she thought of asking this, and she said it was posted on a telephone pole by the side of the road. Juan's eyes are so good. I said it was premature ejaculation, so she had to ask something Ejaculated too early, is it diarrhea? Don’t laugh, she really doesn’t understand. It’s the first time I have menstruation, and I have never bled so much. I thought I was going to die, so I spent all my savings of more than three yuan to buy plum After eating, I was so sour that I couldn’t speak, and I was lying on the bed waiting to die. Don’t laugh, you are shameless, and you can’t deny that some people, most people are pure. I told her the truth. She Then I asked, how early is too early, I said I haven't learned yet, I think my performance can be regarded as the standard, and those who are earlier than me are premature ejaculation. She said, how early is that, this disease is a serious disease, but you can get Treatment. You are smiling again! I thought about it, if I don’t bring Juan to play with you in the future, even the best person will be spoiled by you! She asked me the cause of the disease, how to cure it, what do other diseases mean, impotence Nocturnal emission, gonorrhea, syphilis, lifting but not firm, firm but not long. I think if I don't get stuck, she will go to the address on the advertisement , I just said that I haven’t learned it yet, and I must study hard in the future, and then explain it to her carefully from beginning to end. Originally, we just went to human anatomy. After that, I thought, those little beggar girls should be more curious than Juan, they I haven’t had my period yet. It’s fine if I can’t read enough, but it’s not good if the few characters I know are all learned from advertisements on telephone poles.”