Chapter 2 Part 1.2

Naturally, we were disciplined and not able to graduate.The most terrible thing is that from that day on, no matter who's computer is broken, they will suspect us of poisoning and order us to repair it for free. From that incident, I learned a lesson that I can't work with people who are broken in love.And I understand that, in fact, no one in this world can understand another person's sadness.I couldn't comprehend how sad he was for such a female creature, nor could he understand the grief of the other three of us being disciplined and not graduating. Uncle Jian and I have been unable to find a job because we have never had a diploma.During this period, Uncle Jian found a girlfriend, and the two quickly thought of getting married, but he has no source of income, and his girlfriend has no income. The marriage of two unemployed people is definitely a hidden danger in society.Uncle Jian wanted to go bald even if he wanted to work, and he looked older. When he went to the unit for an interview, it was like cheating on his pension.And I have not been very aggressive in job hunting, and I always feel that accidents will happen to me.Uncle Jian and I played chess every day. We were even as wretched as an old man on the side of the road. We started playing chess after setting up a wooden board on the street. When the wind was strong, we would go to the side of the road to pick up a few stones to hold down the chessboard.Over the past month, our chess skills have improved greatly, and then we did a meaningful thing: sign up to participate in the chess competition of the amateur group, in an attempt to win prize money.

Before the game, we planned to reach the finals, but unexpectedly the result of the draw was me vs. Uncle Jian in the first round.We fought hard for three rounds, and it ended in a tie, everyone was happy.Unfortunately, in the group stage, only those who win the chess can get points to advance, and Uncle Jian and I were eliminated.Since then, the sun and the moon have no light, and life is bleak. Then one day, we met our former primary school classmates.This classmate is doing well and doing a lot of part-time jobs, which can be found from his business card, such as smuggling cars, playing cards, revenge for others, private detectives, ecstasy drugs, aphrodisiacs, and helping people collect debts, etc.

This person used to be very persistent, and felt that his work depended on short messages on his mobile phone to let others know, so he sent text messages one by one, and re-entered the content of each number by himself.After a few months, he became the fastest texting hooligan in all of China.Uncle Jian helped him successfully send a mass message on the computer, so the man was very grateful and said that if there is any business, he must call us.I didn't want him to come to the door the next day, saying that there was a business, one thousand per person, and asked us if we would do it.

I asked: "What is it?" The man said that he was helping someone to avenge, and he spent 10,000 yuan to find ten people to fight in groups. I said, "You can't fight." The man said: "Actually, they don't fight. If ten people stand there, they don't have to move. There is a direct and strong deterrent effect. I promise you don't need to fight. Just go to recharge." Befuddled, we passed.The worst part is that we were also late.When we arrived at the scene, we found that the ten of us did not move, because thirty of us had come.As soon as Uncle Jian and I stood in the line, the other end immediately shouted: "Damn, you bring in rescuers."

Then I guess they probably want to kill them all before our rescuers arrive, so thirty people rushed towards us.Uncle Jian and I had a blank mind, and we were busy brandishing our knives to defend ourselves.Then came the sirens.In a trance, I saw one of the other party lying on the ground, and then looked around, only the two of us were armed with knives.I guess the other eight people were also tricked by that elementary school classmate. Everyone came here with the purpose of performing a show, but Uncle Jian and I had the idea of ​​performing a show, and even brought a knife.Because the police arrived soon, I didn't care to think about it, so I ran away immediately.After fleeing for about a few hundred meters, I looked back and saw a policeman standing in front of the felled guy shaking his head.I thought, it's over, it's over, it's murder.

We both fled quickly into the street.I said, "It's over, the person is dead." Uncle Jian stomped his feet. I asked, "Who killed it?" Uncle Jian said: "The situation was so chaotic at the time, no one knew." I said, "Both of us must be arrested, because we are the only two with knives." Uncle Jian said, "Who stabbed that?" I said, "How do I know?" Uncle Jian said: "That can only be a combination of two swords." I said: "The terminal, railway station, airport and intersection will be blocked soon." Uncle Jian said: "Let's avoid it separately, and contact again when we have a chance. If I am caught, I will say that I did it."

With tears in my eyes, I said, "Don't worry, I won't be caught. If I was sentenced to 'justifiable self-defense', I might be released after only a few years of detention." Uncle Jian said: "It was originally a group fight, and there was no self-defense. And the two of us were armed with knives at the scene. It was obviously a murder. Usually it is 'immediately execute the death penalty and deprive political rights for life." I panicked and said, "Then we have to go to other places to hide. We don't want to go home. The family will be controlled soon."

Uncle Jian said, "I want to make a phone call with my wife." I said, "You can't fight. Your girlfriend must have persuaded you to surrender." So we divided our troops into two groups and headed out to the field. Along the way, I was very worried about being caught on the spot and being made into a feature film by the TV station.Looking back, how unimaginable this matter was, that my life ended like this.The only hope is not to be caught, and then wait for more than 20 years, and after the criminal prosecution period is over, I can return to my hometown.The point is that I'm sure I didn't cut the knife, but I can't say it was Uncle Jian.Or everyone was in a fever at that time, and the autopsy report said that they were hacked twice, and I stabbed Uncle Jian once, and it was completely over.I think of the draw in a chess match, and my scalp tingles.

After twists and turns, I arrived at the checkpoint out of the city, and sure enough, there were already many armed policemen with submachine guns checking the vehicles one by one.I thought, this time someone must be killed.Unusually calm, I decided to turn myself in.I believe that if I turn myself in when the facts are unknown, I will most likely be treated with leniency and sentenced to life. I stepped forward resolutely and said to the armed police soldiers at the front, "Hello..." Before I could finish speaking, I was pushed aside."Sorry, we can't do interviews," the fighter said.

I said, "I'm not interviewing, I'm..." The soldier continued: "We are carrying out our mission, please do not hinder our work." I failed to surrender, so I had no choice but to cross the border in depression and get on a long-distance bus to a strange place. That's how it happened. At this time, Uncle Jian and I had nothing to say, and saw through the glass that three fire trucks drove by together.There must be a fire somewhere.I saw the farthest part of the horizon burning red.I said, "Could it be that oil refinery you saw from the train is on fire?"

Uncle Jian said, "Stupid, that's the sunset." November is coming. When November came around, I witnessed a fire with my own eyes. The place where the fire broke out was a chemical plant.Uncle Jian and I hurriedly settled the meal bill and ran out.In fact, in the early days, I didn't like to watch the excitement very much. I didn't like to add a worldly head to the place where everyone poked their heads out.It was later discovered that this was not the case.Because on the way to school by bike, I found a group of people surrounded by a pile of things in front of me.Among these heads, I found the heads of the class teacher, the political teacher and the history teacher I have always admired.So I also probed over and found that it was a pool of blood.I was amazed at how a pool of blood looked so good, and I found that my back was getting more and more pressure, and my head couldn't move back—suddenly there were ten more heads in the sky above me .I fell on the bicycle and almost vomited blood from being crushed.I thought, could this stall be the blood vomited by the pioneers watching the excitement? Today's situation is different, it is a "major safety incident".I don't understand why China refers to natural disasters and man-made disasters in the production process as safety accidents.According to my understanding, for example, it can be counted as a safety accident if the car is reversed and lightly touches a utility pole. But where did the accident happen?The sky in the distance has changed color, reflecting the black sky extremely terrifyingly, and slowly, a kind of frightening green rises into the sky, and in an instant, the whole surrounding is green.People became extremely excited, and the housewives who had finished shopping all ran towards the direction of the accident like Kuafu chasing the sun.The fire truck that drove past was followed by a lot of people's vehicles. Many people opened their windows and honked their horns to get emotional. The roof of the bus was also full of people.The windows of nearby residential buildings were also opened one after another, and the whole family looked outside and pointed.If someone just woke up and opened the window, he would think that China won the 2012 Olympic Games. Uncle Jian and I have no means of transportation, and there are no taxis and buses on the street at this time.Suddenly, an unkempt man appeared, pushing two bicycles with both hands, and said, "Do you want twenty yuan?" I said, "It's too expensive." The man was in a hurry, "Is ten yuan a piece expensive?" Uncle Jian next to him took out twenty and said, "I want it." So we hurried to the scene by bicycle.At this time, the sky has turned purple, and the huge black shadow of Yuanfang Heavy Industry is guiding us forward in the fire. We rode for about 20 minutes, and when the sky turned blue, we really didn't have the energy to continue.And the dark chimney seems to be far away from us.The surroundings have been completely darkened, but the city is burning with passion.Usually, this should be the time to watch "News Network" while eating with a bowl, and the lazy city is drowsy.But now, there are no less than two hundred bicycles rushing forward behind me.I suddenly felt like Armstrong, and I said to Uncle Jian, "Ride faster." Soon we passed the entrance of the University of Technology, and saw no less than 50 bicycles suddenly pouring out of it, and there was a fierce competition at the first turn at the entrance of the school.Fortunately, these are what I saw back.I gasped and said, "Crazy crazy, these people are crazy." Uncle Jian was riding so concentratingly half a meter ahead that his butt had already left the cushion.Although I didn't figure out what I was going to do at the scene of the fire, I confirmed that the hundreds of people behind were mentally ill.For a time, the scene was spectacular and unspeakable.Although it is commonplace for hundreds of people to ride bicycles, hundreds of people rushing towards the fire must be seen once in a lifetime. Or to put it more abstractly, seeing hundreds of phoenixes riding bicycles really enriches life. Suddenly, there is a huge explosion and a cloud of tiny mini mushrooms rises into the sky.There was a cry of "explosion, explosion" in the back, and the crowd rejoiced. I don't think the Chinese people were so happy when Hiroshima was bombed.As the lead car, Uncle Jian and I suddenly felt tremendous pressure, because the people behind obviously accelerated.I felt that the hundreds of people behind me were machines, but they seemed more like beasts.Everyone's goal is to ride as close as possible without being bombed. Of course, it is not ruled out that there will be many impulsive college students who cannot accurately judge the situation and will ride directly until they are killed by the bomb, or even do things without thinking about it. Analyzing any reality such as a student cadre would ride straight into the raging fire.I felt a little scared, my speed slowed down, and I was overtaken by dozens of bicycles in an instant, and my thinking was pale.I just felt like a corn that was suddenly swept by a swarm of locusts and left with only one cob. Fortunately, at the critical moment, our government made the most correct and best decision: road closure.Everyone is sorry.I recovered and found another corn cob - Uncle Jian.I said, "This is impossible." Uncle Jian said, "Walk around." I said: "It's hard, I don't know what path leads to the front." Uncle Jian said: "Look, there is a river there. The chemical plant must be opened by the river." I think it makes sense.We decided to walk up the river. Uncle Jian and I pushed the bicycle to the river, and we were about to lock it and leave when we found that the lock had been picked.That means we're riding a stolen bike.I said: "It's over, the prisoner rides a stolen car, and the crime will be increased." Uncle Jian said: "Who will take care of us now? Even if we come from the capital, no one will care. For an accident like this, several teams must be on the scene to direct, and all police forces are maintaining order." I said, "It looks like our bikes are going to be stolen." Uncle Jian shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, everyone wants to watch the fire. And everyone came here by bicycle." We walked along the artificial river for a while, and saw a girl sitting on the embankment. Uncle Jian and I stood in front of her and asked, "What's the matter with you?" The girl didn't even look up. I said to Uncle Jian: "Isn't it because of emotional problems that you want to commit suicide?" Uncle Jian said: "How come, this moment is so romantic, and the fireworks are still so big in front, we can't break up at this time." I said, "Is that person depressed?" Uncle Jian said: "In such a situation, no matter how depressed people are, they will feel refreshed." I said, "Then let's go." We walked along the river bank for a kilometer, and it was already difficult to get off the ground.A dark building looms before your eyes.It's a pity that we walked to the side of the factory, and the place where the fire broke out was in front of the factory.But there is also a fire truck that is constantly pouring things on the building.Against the background of the raging fire not far away, the factory area in front of me looked even more gloomy. I suddenly wondered, why don't imaginative humans make such a scary thing more cartoonish and cute? There are two layers of barbed wire in front of me.The barbed wire was covered with vines.Uncle Jian and I stared blankly for half an hour.I don't think I can watch it anymore, because the fire doesn't mean to diminish in the slightest.If you insist on watching, it is very likely that there were only two casualties in the whole accident, that is, Uncle Jian and me who starved to death. I said, "Let's go back to the Yangtze River, Uncle Jian." Uncle Jian was stunned for a long time, and said, "Why go back to the Yangtze River?" I said, "Go back to the Yangtze River Hotel." Uncle Jian regained his composure and said, "Oh, I thought you thought you were a Chinese sturgeon. Come back." We come back the way we came.I said, "This fire will probably burn for several days." Uncle Jian said, "Yes, unless it rains." As soon as the voice fell, the rain fell. I said, "You crow's mouth, wait until we get back to the hotel." Uncle Jian said: "I am a good person, I pray for rain." I said, "Such a little rain is useless." Uncle Jian said, "That's right, the only way to put out the fire is the heavy rain." After speaking, there was a loud thunder and heavy rain. I ran as hard as I could.The sky gave a lightning bolt.For a few seconds the world around me seemed like daylight.It seems that the power of human beings is insignificant. Such a serious fire that burned so many chemical substances that humans painstakingly bred can only illuminate a small part of the day. Uncle Jian and I ran forward sullenly, almost kicking the girl sitting by the river to death just now.I leaned over and said, "It's raining so hard, let's go." The girl still didn't respond. I ignored her and kept running.In the heavy rain, Uncle Jian and I had a hard time communicating. I said, "That man must be out of his mind." Uncle Jian said: "You are a pretty girl, do you think Qiong Yao has read too many books?" I asked: "How do you know?" Uncle Jian said: "Women who read a lot of Qiong Yao's books like to run out when it rains." I said, "Maybe this person is going to commit suicide!" Uncle Jian said, "I can't control that much." I said, "It looks like depression." Uncle Jian said: "Don't worry, you can't die from depression. Leslie Cheung is so depressed that he didn't die." I said, "It's different. It's easy for women to kill themselves." Uncle Jian said: "We can't stop it, it will happen sooner or later." I said, "Why don't we turn around and persuade him?" Uncle Jian said: "I told you earlier, I have already run hundreds of meters." Then we stopped and turned around, only to find that the girl was right behind me.Uncle Jian and I felt weak all of a sudden, and almost fell into the river. I couldn't speak for about a minute.But the girl said: "Run, I haven't seen such a heavy rain." We ran for another minute and finally reached the place where the bicycles were parked.The girl left on her own.Neither Uncle Jian nor I dared to strike up a conversation.But our bikes are gone.Suddenly, a huge figure walked out of the mist not far away, and Uncle Jian and I had goose bumps all over our bodies again. As the figure approached, I realized that it was a person pushing two bicycles.The man came up to us and said, "Two copies for fifty yuan." Uncle Jian said: "I have no money with me, so I can only rob it." After speaking, the buddy yelled in fright, dropped his bicycle and ran away.Each of us rides fast.The strange thing is that on this only road, I didn't see the girl just now again.A strange atmosphere enveloped the surroundings.Riding to the place where the suburbs combine, I decided to adjust the atmosphere and make a joke.So I said to Uncle Jian: "Uncle Jian, do you feel that riding is very difficult?" Uncle Jian said: "Yes, it may be headwind." I said, "Of course it will be difficult for you to bring someone with you." I only heard Uncle Jian screaming "Ah—" and even the car fell into the ditch. Uncle Jian was broken just like that. One day a month later, I pushed Uncle Jian on the track of the playground of the Industrial University.Uncle Jian is a sports-loving person. He dreamed of becoming a basketball player when he was very young.Later, according to his height, Uncle Jian actively set his goal as a football player.Later, based on his physical fitness, Uncle Jian took the initiative to set his goal as a billiards player.However, like everyone else, Uncle Jian failed to become an athlete, only an amateur player. The athlete stayed in bed for a month.The doctor said that it can be pushed out for a walk.But Uncle Jian's injury was rather strange. Not only was the calf fibula fractured, but the cervical spine was also injured.So for a long time, Uncle Jian couldn't go out in a wheelchair.If you really want to go out, the best vehicle is a bed.If you push the hospital bed down the street, I can't think of tens of meters that will definitely be stopped by the police or road officials.As a means of transportation with four wheels, firstly, no road maintenance fee was paid, and secondly, due to the visual effect, everyone would think that it was a dead body pushed onto the street—needless to say, it must be a petition. Uncle Jian was unhappy and lay down for nearly a month.During this month, Uncle Jian was bored in every possible way.I feel very guilty, if I didn't scare him at the beginning, what a living creature would be in front of me!Uncle Jian didn't blame me. During the fifteen days, he didn't say a single word about the determination of responsibility for this matter.I admire Uncle Jian's character from the bottom of my heart.Until the sixteenth day, Uncle Jian said: "If you didn't scare me at that time, then it would be fine." After that sentence, Uncle Jian got out of hand and talked for two days. But Uncle Jian always felt that it was God's will.It was God's punishment for rushing out of the road so slowly and falling in a place with a small drop, but causing such consequences.Although it is still uncertain whether the dead guy was hacked to death by one of us, but at least we are still alive, breathing air, and thinking about problems. Uncle Jian was very envious of the lively crowd in front of him. They were playing a football match on the dirt field.A guy takes a corner, it's ridiculously high, it's at least three storeys high when it gets to the goal, and it stays that high off the touchline.Uncle Jian yelled at the striker who was ambushing in the penalty area: "Header!" In an instant, everyone including me looked at Uncle Jian who was sitting and talking without back pain. I said, "Uncle Jian, this striker is ten meters tall and can't reach him." Uncle Jian said with a serious face, "Why not, jump hard." I said, "Uncle Jian, your observation angle may be different from that of normal people." Uncle Jian said: "What's the difference? I'm more authoritative when I sit down. When you watch football games, don't the referees always sit down?" I said, "The one sitting looks like a coach." Uncle Jian said, "Oh." Then silently watched the game. At the same time, BEYOND's "Glorious Years" sounded on the university's radio.In fact, I understand that this song expresses not to engage in racism.However, when "Welcome to the Glorious Years" was sung, Uncle Jian couldn't help looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, tears streaming down his face.