Chapter 7 Chapter 2 - I am a mistletoe

In order to welcome new members, the club decided to hold a small performance in the student activity center, the play is "Romeo and Juliet". Juliet is played by the president, and Romeo is chosen from among the new members. But no one wanted to be Romeo, not one, and he was determined. I think that should be the president's problem. The director of the drama is a junior school girl. Whenever I see her, I want to throw an orange to her. Because in my hometown, a big and fat male pig is often slaughtered every time there is a ceremony or worship, and then an orange is stuffed in the pig's mouth and placed on the altar to worship the gods.

So I secretly called her Senior Sister Orange. Seeing that no one wanted to be Romeo, Senior Orange said that it would be a lottery. All the new male members immediately knelt down and shouted: President, please forgive me. So she had a whim and asked us to write down the most blushing things on paper, so that we could avoid paying social fees. I wrote: "After getting a tuba at my girlfriend's house, I found out that their toilet is broken." In the end it was decided that I would play Romeo, because the vote turned out to be the most embarrassing thing I wrote. I know it's my fault, but it's a sad reflex habit of mine.

Berson came second, and he wrote: "When I went to the supermarket to buy condoms, the clerk yelled at the checkout: Manager! Is there any special price for Durex condoms?" So he played Tybalt, Juliet's cousin, who died at Romeo's sword. In order not to make jokes during the performance, rehearsals were required three times a week. When arranging Romeo and Juliet at the garden party, I had to endure the hysterical shouting of Miss Tangerine: "Oh, Romeo! Throw away your name! A rose would smell as sweet under another name! I would give myself all to you, and make amends for a name that does not belong to you at all."

"Oh, Romeo! How did you come here with such a high wall? If my family sees you here, they will never let you go." "Oh, Romeo! I am like a naughty girl who, though I let my beloved bird leave my hand for a moment, and then immediately pull it back. Then I am afraid you will die in my selfish love. The day is coming, and you still Let's go!" Sadly, I still have to follow behind Miss Tangerine and say lines like this: "Just call me Love and I'll have a new name. I'll never have to be called Romeo again." "I fly over the walls on the wings of the god of love, and no wall can keep my love out no matter how high it is.

As long as you look at me with gentle eyes, no sharp sword can hurt my body. " "I wish I were your bird. It would be a greater happiness than heaven if I could die in your love. By my soul, dear Juliet, my love is true and true." Senior Sister Orange's screams are always very shrill, very similar to the wailing of witches in medieval Europe before they were burned to death. I once asked her if she could be a little... um... a little normal when she said her lines. "Oh, young Romeo! I play Juliet, the great heroine of the great Shakespeare's great play! Her only love comes from the only hatred of her family!

This is the love that shouldn't fall in love after meeting each other!Her heart is very painful and struggling! So when you speak, you will naturally be louder and more excited!Do you understand? " Of course I don't understand. All I know is that when I have nightmares at night, I hear someone screaming, "Oh, Romeo!" Every time I return to the dormitory after the rehearsal, I feel exhausted as if I had just competed with the eight masters of martial arts. Take a shower, lie in bed and rest.Person will suddenly pick up the hanger: "Romeo! You villain. You have offended me. Draw your sword!"

Immediately I got up from the bed, jumped out of the bed, pulled out the hanger, and said aloud: "Tibalt! I want to avenge my friend Marcus, you are ready to go to hell!" "Romeo! You bloody beast! My sword is about to pierce your chest!" "Tibalt! You're just a rat in the gutter, let me end your mean life!" Then we would use the coat hanger as a sword, and fight until Person was stabbed to death by me. Sometimes brother Ziyao is also there, and he will take his eyes off the book for a while and look at us with a smile. Later, Ziyao's backpack included "General Theory of the History of Western Drama" and "The Complete Works of Shakespeare".

After stabbing Tybalt to death, Romeo was sentenced to exile and would be executed if he did not leave. At night before he left, he did not forget to use the rope ladder to climb up to the window on Juliet's balcony. That's the only way I'm more like Romeo. Then Romeo and Juliet become real husband and wife after a night of lingering. Thank God, I don't have to act out this scene with Sister Orange. Just use dim lights and sensational narration to bring it along. But I still have to endure Juliet's wailing. "Oh, Romeo! Are you going now? My husband, my heart, my love.

Cursed earth!Why did the morning light shine so quickly? " Tangerine-senpai rolled to the ground, clutching my right jeans tube tightly. "Oh, Romeo! Don't go away! How can you leave me alone on this terrace? Why has your handsome face turned so pale, has sorrow drained your blood? " Even the left trouser leg was caught. "Oh Romeo! My love. Give me a wild last kiss from your warm lips! Let me suck your breath, your fragrance!" He even started to pull hard... "Go to hell, Juliet." I finally couldn't stand it anymore. As a result, I was kicked out of the drama club.The charge was: "Insulting Shakespeare".

In the drama club, this sentence means deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors. That night, I sat on the bed without saying a word, and wiped the bruises on my legs pinched by senior orange with the panacea. Berson climbed onto my bed, looked at my legs, and patted me on the shoulder: "I quit the drama club too. I don't want to play Tybalt who died at the sword of another Romeo." "That's a shame. You're really good at being killed." "Hey... the vegetable bug. Fuck that sentence! Juliet, it's really cool." After he finished speaking, he smiled exaggeratedly, much like a facial muscle cramp.

I suddenly felt very funny too, so I laughed along with it. "Come on, Romeo with bruised feet! You villain who insulted Shakespeare!" Bo Sen quickly jumped off the upper bunk and took out the hanger. "Bastard Tybalt! You cat with nine lives, let me kill you one more time!" My legs hurt so much that I couldn't use my jumper, so I had to crawl out of the bed in embarrassment and took out the hanger.There is also a pair of underwear hanging on the hanger, brother Ziyao's. All the unhappiness disappeared after killing Tybalt for the last time. The debating club is the club that Person is most devoted to, but it is the club that I am least interested in. Every time I go to the club to participate in activities, I always feel like I am in class. The law of identity, the law of contradiction, the law of excluded middle, and the law of sufficient proof, these four basic logics are not difficult to understand. It's just that Bo Sen always likes to practice debating with me every time he comes back from the debating club. "Pigs, eat a lot; you eat a lot too..." Posen pointed at me, "so you are a pig." "Nonsense. Deduction doesn't work that way." "Hey...Of course I know it's specious to say this, but don't underestimate this thing. If you want to enter politics in the future, you must first learn this logical language. " Bo Sen heyed twice more, stood up, and used a pen as a microphone in his hand: "People (pigs) who don't cherish the living environment of future generations will agree to build nuclear power plants (eat a lot);" "The KMT (you) is also in favor of building a nuclear power plant (to eat a lot)," "So the Kuomintang (you) is a selfish political party (pig) that does not cherish the living environment of future generations, He is a criminal of history!The eyes of voters are discerning, and we must use our ballots to reject them! " Bo Sen looked at me, smiled and said: "Cai Chong, isn't this cool? If the political stance is different, just change the keywords." "It's too ridiculous." "How can you talk about it? Taiwan's Legislative Yuan is full of this kind of language every day." makes sense.But I'm just a simple common man, and I dare not talk about politics. Once, the debate club held a red-white contest, dividing new members into two groups for debate. I remember that the topic of the debate seemed to be called "Does falling in love make a person irrational". Bo Sen and I, as well as a freshman boy from the Department of Mechanical Engineering, represent the opposition. The square is also three people, two men and one woman. The girl is very cute and has two long braids. Zhengfang's point of view has always been locked in that people who fall in love will always do a lot of irrational behaviors. As far as students are concerned, even if they have final exams the next day, they still watch movies with girls at night. Or playing guitar and singing love songs downstairs in the middle of the night, without fear of being beaten by angry neighbors. There are many people who don't think about food and don't want to sleep because of love. And many crazy behaviors are usually caused by the pursuit of love. What's more, for the sake of love, they can't think about committing suicide, or killing their rivals and lovers. "For example, the famous Edward VIII gave up the throne and became the Duke of Windsor, just to stay with his beloved Mrs. Simpson for life. Mrs. Simpson is a divorced woman twice. The Duke of Windsor lost the throne and was exiled for her. We Can it be said that the Duke of Windsor has not lost his mind?" The girl with the braids, holding the braids with her left hand, pointed at me with her right hand, and said loudly. When I was defending, I first defined that rationality should be a "process" of thinking, not a "result". Therefore, just because the result after thinking is different from that of ordinary people, it cannot be denied that he has not thought about it. For example, if between white and black, everyone chooses white, but one person chooses black. It cannot be judged that that person is irrational, but in the eyes of ordinary people, he is abnormal. Right or wrong is just the difference between more and less, there is no right or wrong, and it has nothing to do with reason or irrationality. Just like Einstein's IQ is much higher than normal people, which means he is abnormal, but can he be said to be irrational? "The Duke of Windsor in England does not love the country and beautiful women, because beautiful women are more important to him. Even if most people think that the country is more important, it is only a difference in values.Because of this different value, it should not be considered that the Duke of Windsor is irrational because of love. " I didn't braid my hair, and not to be outdone, I grabbed a bunch of hair with my left hand and pointed at her with my right hand. When Boysen stood up and was about to conclude his argument, he made a "V" sign to me with his right hand under the table. "The other party's friend cited many extreme results of killing or suicide because of love as examples to prove that falling in love is irrational..." Berson's tone was very passionate.I am familiar with this tone, seems to be? ... "What I want to counter is, even if many people kill or commit suicide for money, does that prove that making money is irrational?" Bo Sen strengthened his tone a little more, and I finally realized that it was the way of reading dialogues in the drama club. "So we don't think being in a relationship makes a person irrational. Thank you!" When Bo Sen stepped down from the stage, the gesture of answering the salute was the invitation dance gesture of the folk dance club. The result was announced, the opposing side we represented won, and Person also won the best debater in the competition. The senior said that I was doing well, but the way I scratched my hair, I really looked like a monkey. "It's a pity that this is a debate competition, not a circus performance." The senior patted my shoulder and said regretfully. That night, according to the usual practice, after turning off the lights and going to bed, Person climbed to the upper bunk and asked me if he was a born hero. Since then, Bo Sen has been a member of the debating club until his senior year. After I accompanied Bosen to my sophomore year, I stopped going to the debate club. Because when I was debating, your mother's circles and crosses would appear occasionally, Or fucking birds fly or something. The senior said I was very filial and would never mention my mother. A filial son should not be hacked to death by the opposing debater for swearing. In short, the freshman and sophomore years were very happy for Bosen and me. Because of happiness, time goes by in such a hurry. In the second semester of my sophomore year, Bo Sen was also selected as the class representative, and I was selected as the deputy class representative. We were quite active that term, with several dances and pool and singing competitions. During the dance, we have the privilege of starting the dance. We can choose cute girls to dance first, and we don't have to compete with others. In the billiards competition, I partnered with Bo Sen, and won the championship by knocking out the invincible players in the class. Brother Ziyao also participated in the singing competition. He sang "Red Bean Ci" by Cao Xueqin. "I can't stop dripping blood and tears of lovesickness, throwing red beans, and can't stop blooming spring willows and spring flowers all over the painting building..." Brother Ziyao came to the stage with a book in his left hand, his voice was deep and deep, and the whole class was shocked. "I can't swallow the jade grains and golden waves choke my throat, I can't see the beauty in the mirror..." His right hand pinched his neck first, and then touched his cheek. His figure was very similar to that of Hua Dan in Gezai Opera. "I can't open my brows, I can't bear the unknown..." Brother Ziyao furrowed his brows deeply, closed his eyes slightly, pressed his right hand to his forehead, and was very devoted. "It's like the green hills that can't be covered, and the green water that flows continuously..." The final sound of "you" stretched for more than ten seconds and lasted endlessly. The whole class applauded and applauded. There is no objection, brother Ziyao is the champion of the singing competition in the class. Both Bo Sen and I can easily pass the coursework in the department. Brother Ziyao has always been troubled by fluid mechanics. Before the exam, Bo Sen and I will always make up for him. During the summer vacation when they were about to enter their junior year, the three people in room 1013 decided to move out of the dormitory. Because everyone has more things, especially books. So we found an apartment outside, a building within a building, with four rooms. There is one room left, we will sublet it. In the end, it was rented to a senior from our Chinese department, Yang Xiuzhi. We all call her Miss Xiuzhi. The appearance of senior sister Xiuzhi not only let me know that Eastern girls also have busts that are superior to the West, but most importantly, she let me know Mingjing. Because of Mingjing, I know that I am a mistletoe.