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Chapter 2 Section 02

lost sheep 郁达夫 4697Words 2018-03-22
The idle mind of the idler is the workshop of the devil, and I cannot live a monotonous life because of the leisurely life in the thatched pavilion in the park.He also became a regular guest of that small theater, and the most powerful person to seduce was of course Xie Yueying. At this time, the season has entered the late autumn, and the weather in City A that year has become very cold because of the extra rain.Since that night, I got up every morning and lay down on the south window steps of the Maoting to enjoy the sun, with a cup of hot tea in one hand and a piece of news in the other. The first thing I read was the advertisement column. The repertoires, and the life experiences and drama reviews of the actresses made by the local talented people in A (probably the group of talented people who are desperately applauded in the theater).One is because I have nothing to do, and the other is because I have finished reading the few novels I brought with me, so I have nothing to do every night, and I finally go to the theater to listen to the play, and Xie Yueying's singing and acting are indeed quite good. It's passable, instead of exhausting your feet, braving the cold wind ruthlessly, running up the hill, it's better to go to the theater to sit and relax.So in the clear afternoon, if they sing, I will not miss a single day. This is my new way of life after meeting Xie Yueying.

The cold wind picked up in bursts, and the lotus trees around the vast park also fell.The weeds on Tiancheng Road have turned yellow. In the old lotus pond, except for a few remnants of lotus roots, there is only one place where the water is there to welcome the autumn sun, because the weather is cold. In the ten-mile lotus pond park, very few people come here. In the faint shadow of the setting sun, except for the sound of crows flying to the west, there are only a few silent tenants standing in the muddy water and digging lotus roots. Mao Ting's apartment, by this time, has become a secluded place to live, and if it goes any further, it may be a bit impossible.Besides, because of the theater, every night, late at night, the police guarding the city would open the door to let me out of the city. After leaving the city, I would have to walk for half a day on the lonely wild road, which was a bit inconvenient, so I His determination to move became stronger day by day.

For a single person like me, the problem of moving is of course very simple. First, you can live in the office of the father. Second, if you think the office is too complicated, you can find a hotel and rent a room. easy.But my character is always following the rules. Every night when I come home from the dark, I decide to move the next day and find a room the next day, but it’s the next morning.Enjoy the sun, drink tea, read the newspaper, and put this matter aside again.In the afternoon, I would go to the government office as usual, or go to a restaurant to have some wine, and in the evening I would go to the theater as usual. Such a life, unconsciously, has passed for more than two weeks.

During this period of hesitation, I suddenly encountered an unexpected opportunity, which solved my emigration problem. People who often go to theaters to listen to operas have this kind of experience, right?A few regular customers who meet every day, unknowingly, can easily become friends.Especially when they met suddenly in places other than the theater, the two would greet each other like old friends.One day when dark clouds were flying in the sky and the north wind was blowing hard at dusk, I came out of the barber shop for a shave. At the door of the barber shop, I suddenly met a young man in smart clothes.He smiled and nodded at me, and I smiled back and saluted him back.When I walked down the steps and stood side by side with him, he asked me again with a smile on his face, "Shall we go to Anyuan tonight?" Only then did I think of that theater——it turned out that the theater was the owner of the theater. The name is An Yuanyuan—and this little boy who is often seen in front of the stage, walked 20 or 30 steps with him to the east, and talked with him about actresses singing.We dispersed at the three-way intersection.That night, after having dinner in the city, I didn't want to go to the theater again, but because the north wind was blowing very cold when I went out of the city, when I passed by Anyuan, I unconsciously stepped in, intending to Quan sat for a while, and then went home after the wind had died down a bit. Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the theatre, the little boy I met during the day ran over to talk to me.After he asked my name, occupation and address, he began to compliment me. Although I felt a little uncomfortable when I heard that, on such a sad night and among such lonely guests, a young local friend, It's not bad to talk about gossip; so I also said some silly things to him.When I told him that being alone in a park outside the city and going back at night—especially on a night like this—was a little timid, he jumped up and said, “Then why don’t you move to the hotel where Xie Yueying lives? Where should I go? That place is not far from the government office, and it is especially close to the theater. After the show tonight, I will go with you to see it, okay? By the way, you can also go to see Yueying and her companions."

When he spoke, he was very confident, as if Xie Yueying knew him very well.I have also said before that I have never had such experience in visiting alleys and interviewing actresses, so I blushed after hearing what he said.He said as if mocking is not like mocking, comforting is not like comforting: "You've lived in Beijing for many years, don't you have any experience in this? What's the point of visiting actresses? It's not when I'm here to brag about foreigners, and actresses who know current affairs come here. People of our generation will probably never dare to offend, so tonight you and I will go and see how Xie Yueying looks like in the hotel!"

When he spoke, he showed a very complacent expression, and I just smiled silently, noticing that the drama on the stage was going up. While talking with him in the theater garden, I was thinking about whether to go or not after the opera ended. Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, seven or eight plays had been performed, and the audience in front of the stage was chattering. Noisily stood up and left. The gas lamps on the stage had blown out two of them, leaving only the big lamp in the middle, which was still shining on the handyman to sweep the floor and stack the tables and chairs.At this time, the audience in front of the stage had almost left, and after the sound of gongs and drums stopped, the air in the broken theater became extremely silent and solemn.The voices of the girls in the terrace room could be heard in the pool.

I stood up and straightened my coat and hat, and when I was about to leave hesitantly, that little boy took my hand and said: "Wait a minute, Yueying is still washing her face backstage, I'll go backstage with you to have a look first!" As he said that, he dragged me up onto the stage and walked straight to the backstage room. In the stage room, there were still many girls rushing to perform the last play, undressing and washing their faces under the yellow and gray electric light.Messy suitcases, helmets and hats, colorful knives, guns and utensils, and colorful clothes with human heads and faces, etc., are crowded together with the sound of chatter and laughter, making people feel a sense of wonder when they see it. An irregular and unrestrained atmosphere of life.I shyly followed this little boy, squeezed through the crowd for a long way, and finally at the end of the east corner, I saw the unloading place of Chen Liankui and Xie Yueying.

It turned out that today's show is "The Great Return to Jingzhou", so the three of them sang together again.Xie Yueying took off her robe, only wearing a pink jacket, and was wiping her face in a big mirror.She had a harness tight around her waist, so that the rear of her black trousers stood out high.In the dim electric light, as soon as I saw her in this form, my heart skipped a beat. How could I stand up to the nasty introduction from that pretty boy?He approached behind Xie Yueying, took my right hand, patted her on the shoulder, and said to her with a sensual smile: "Yueying! I introduced a friend for you. This Mr. Wang is a relative of Mr. Shu, the governor of our province. He has admired your reputation for a long time. Today I specially brought him to meet you."

Xie Yueying turned her head back, yelled "my mother is scared", pretended to be happy and put on a frightened smile, and said to the little boy: "Mr. Chen, you always like to use your hands and feet like that. It frightens me to death." As she said that, she turned her eyes back again, squinted at me, pointed her mouth at the little white face, but looked at me and said: "Do we still need your introduction? We meet in front of the stage every day, are you afraid that we won't recognize you?" After the so-called Mr. Chen took my hand and patted her on the shoulder, I felt an indescribable feeling, My heart was in confusion as if I was drunk, and at the same time, I felt 120% ashamed after hearing her slapstick words.So I just blushed, bowed my head, and endured her frequent eyes.Neither dared to look back at her, nor dared to say a word.

At the same time, the smell of face powder and sesame oil that I could smell especially in Chao'er's theater came from nowhere, and it hit my nose in bursts, which made me feel uncomfortable even when I exhaled. I was in a state of embarrassment, when I couldn't leave or stay, Xie Yueying seemed to think of something, and Li Lanxiang who was standing next to her, who was also undressing and freshening up, bit an ear.Li Lanxiang and she both smiled and glanced at me.Xie Yueying greeted Li Lanxiang again, as if urging her to admit it.Li Lanxiang smiled and nodded, then Xie Yueying said to me affectionately:

"Mr. Wang, do you remember? The day we first met in Daguanting?" She laughed again. My flushed face became red again, and I put on a smile unnaturally, nodded and said to her: "Isn't it? That was when you first arrived, right?" After hearing my voice, the three of them turned around and stared at me.The tall and tall Chen Liankui already let out her guttural voice like a man, and asked me: "Is your husband also from Beijing? When did you come here?" I muttered a few words to socialize, and I really felt impatient—because I was very shy—so I hurriedly urged that little white-faced Mr. Chen to run out of the back door into a narrow alley together. , Chen Jun turned around and said to Xie Yueying: "Yueying, let's go to the hotel to wait for you first, you come back early, this Mr. Wang wants to treat you to snacks!" Holding a bundle in her hand, the grandma standing beside Yueying and others also put on a smiley face. Said to Chen Jun: "Mr. Chen! My Baiganer, don't forget!" Chen Jun also smiled hehehe, crooked his face, leaned sideways, and walked out with me.As soon as I went out the back door, the strong wind in the sky was still blowing, especially the cold air in the dark and dark alley, which made me suffer from cold cramps.The rich, soft, fragrant and warm backstage air only took effect here, making me regret that I should have left them so hastily. I looked up at the sky, and the blue sky was as clear as a glacier, and there were a few big ridges that seemed to be swaying in the wind.A wild dog nearby was howling towards us.There was another gust of cold wind blowing in front of us, but we found out the rough and narrow alley and walked to the brightly lit Beimen Street. The small shops on the street were all closed, and there was a long distance between them. A few street lamps shone on the cold and quiet street.We stepped on many fuzzy shadows and headed south to the hotel, chasing several groups of pedestrians walking in the same direction as us.These few people probably just came out of the theatre, walking slowly, while they were still commenting on the sex skills of the female characters, some of them were quietly singing unsuitable leather reeds. Turning the corner on the side street, when I walked to the door of the hotel, the waiter in the hotel seemed to have been cooled by the north wind and was hiding under the cotton quilt.We stood in the cold wind at the door, neither of us said a word in silence. When the waiter got up to open the door, we saw only a dusty electric light shining on the four characters of Daxin Hotel, The lifeless, lifeless scatter was there. That little white-faced Chen Jun seemed to come here often to visit Xie Yueying. He said a few words to the waiter who was still wiping our eyes after letting us in, and the waiter took us into a large room. went.This big room is of course the apartment of Xie Yueying and the others. There are suitcases, washstands and the like stacked vertically and horizontally in the room.There is an Eight Immortals table under the south-facing window. There are three beds on each of the east, west, and north walls. In the northeast corner, between the tents, there is a curtain of floral cloth hanging obliquely.The room was tidied up very cleanly, the mirror, powder box and cigarette jars on the table were also neatly arranged. Entering this room, no one could feel a sense of leisure and peace.Especially at night like this, what can make people feel more warm is a fifty-light incandescent electric lamp hanging on the table. After Chen Jun sat down, he called the waiter over and asked him if there was any room available.He scratched his head and thought for a while, and said that there was a large room at No. 48 in Waijin that was vacant, because the price was too high, and no one came to live in it.Chen Jun ordered him to clean it up very solemnly, but turned around and said to me: "Your Majesty! The wind is blowing so hard tonight, and you have to eat some snacks and gossip, and you can't go back until one or two o'clock. It's too late, and I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you to go out of the city. It's better to stay at Forty-eight for one night. When the boss gets up tomorrow, I can negotiate with him about relocation by the way, what do you think?" In the middle of the night, I was dazed by him, especially after I came out of their backstage room, and walked into this delicate and warm bedroom, just like a patient who has been fascinated by a fox spirit, I have no claim at all Already, so just nodding acquiescingly, leaving him there to dictate. He asked me to go out, and went to see the room No. 48 with the waiter, and then ordered the waiter to order food and drinks.After we went back to Xie Yueying's room and sat down, he rummaged through some of Xie Yueying's plays and took photos for me to show. A photo of "Wujiapo" with Li Lanxiang seemed to be taken in place A , the appearance is particularly gorgeous, and the posture is also particularly airy.We were flipping through the photos and criticizing their singing and acting when there was a loud noise of cars and chatter outside the door, and then it really was the grandma, carrying a burden, yelling and running into the house. "Mr. Chen! You have been waiting for a long time! That nasty leather car can't be called back and forth, but I still walked back! I'm the fastest, do you think it should die or not?" Saying that, she walked into the room, hid the bundle in the cloth curtain in the northeast corner, pointed to the back with her hand and said: "They're coming in too!" Once the three of them entered the room, the air in the room was different.Chen Jun's jokes came out endlessly, and the three of them couldn't stop laughing.There are also many lingoes that I simply don't understand, but they are more interesting than anything else.Chen Jun only needs to open his mouth to write a word, and their laughter, which is about to be restrained, will burst out again.Later, the waiter who brought the food and wine also stood still and made fun of it on the sidelines. That night, talking, laughing, drinking and drinking, Chen Jun kept making noise until after two o'clock, before he stopped going. I just stayed in the big room at No. 48 for one night.When I got up the next day, I had a negotiation with the accountant, and I finally solved my relocation problem unintentionally.
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