Chapter 30 Chapter 30 Boots and Fists

My story is told here, in fact, it is almost the end of the play.This kind of nonsense about going to school, leaving school, fighting, and fighting is almost the same among all middle school students.You listen to too much, and you feel extremely boring, right?Really, really no fun.But, what can I do, we are so boring to come here, you ask me to talk, what else can I talk about besides this?Teachers, principals, and class leaders have been summarizing meanings for us since childhood, just like summarizing the equation of a series of numbers.But we still don't know what is meaningful?I once asked Song Xiaodou, the head teacher I kept mentioning, to give an example of whose life is meaningful?She mentioned many names in Chinese and English at one breath, but all the names were dead people, or people from far away.I didn't ask her, but what about you, teacher?This question will embarrass her unless she only answers in English, which means no answer.

I also consulted a history teacher, he was a man who came to apply for a trial lecture.I said, Teacher X, I’m sorry, I don’t know your surname, why is all the history you tell so meaningful?Is history really like this?After a thousand years, it will be very meaningful for people to look at our history, but why do I feel so boring? That certain teacher pondered for a while, and he said, I spent an hour talking about things that lasted a thousand years, and of course these things are very meaningful.However, the millennium minus the hour would probably be really boring, so they are ignored.In fact, you are more optimistic than me. Your life, my life, our life, you still expect them to enter history, don’t you?Then, a certain teacher laughed, and he said, you asked a very naive question, and it was also the cutest question I have ever heard.

Later, a certain teacher never appeared again, because he failed the trial lecture and was not hired.He disappeared from my sight forever, and he belonged to those who were destined to disappear. When Tao Tao desperately stepped on Jingui's instep, Jingui's tragic cry was like a knife, piercing our hearts and lungs.For that silent noon, with this scream, these two boys became the protagonists that we will never forget.But when I tell you all this, all this has passed, like sand flowing from Memed's fingers, and blown in all directions by the wind.Let the sand stay in the sand, McMedley says...

I don't understand the meaning of Maimed, but I still remember this sentence, because of my ignorance, it makes more sense, and it can make me think about it for a lifetime.Oh, please don't laugh at me.Of course, jokes are okay too.Now I like to think about things more and more, including those things that have become sand. For example, when Tao Tao suddenly stepped on Jing Gui's instep, was there really a woman in the dark back door?If not, why does she appear in my memory?If so, why didn't everyone see her? Oh, you are eager to know the ending between Tao Tao and Jingui, okay, okay, I will tell you right now.I don't mean to be secretive, because the ending is in my heart.It has been in my heart for too long, and it is as old as shrunken and dried tofu, without any freshness, and it will become crumbs and powder when touched, it is extremely boring.Of course, I also know that every person who hears this story for the first time, it is gripping.Well, I'll go on.

Tao Tao spat bloody saliva on the ground, and suddenly stepped on Jingui's instep.That kick was so damn hard, Jingui let out a scream, and bent down, trying in vain to hold his own instep.In fact, his scream was not strong, it even sounded like a bird's cry, but it was absolutely painful.Before his waist was bent to the end, Tao Tao kicked him on the waist again.Jingui fell down, rolled a few times, put his left hand on the ground, and quickly stood up.But he was not standing so straight anymore, and he was having a bit of trouble maintaining his balance.But Tao Tao didn't wait for him to stand still, Tao Tao kicked Jingui's left hand again.This kick is as fast as lightning. What is lightning? Before you hear the thunder, the lightning has already crossed the sky.This kick came back with a crackling sound, almost breaking Jingui's left hand!This time, Jin Gui made a rumbling sound when he fell to the ground, his left hand lay limply on the street like a strained elephant's ear.Tao Tao took a step forward and pressed the sole of his boot on top of it.This time, it was much quicker than cleaning up Bao Jingsheng.Tao Tao's breathing is even, and he doesn't need the ruthless guy in his schoolbag.

The golden left hand, Tao Tao asked him, are you still the golden left hand? Jingui shook his head and said, Bo... Tao Tao asked again, Jingui, do you know which two things I hate the most? Jingui shook his head and said, Bo... Tao Tao said, hillbilly, left-handed.You have it all. Jingui shook his head again, it was very difficult, but also very stubborn, he said, I am a country bumpkin.I am also... Tao Tao has no expression on his face, but the soles of his boots are secretly tightening, because Jingui's face is getting more and more horribly crooked.Tao Tao spat at Jingui's frightening face, the spittle was still bright red.He laughed, you're not left-handed, are you?

The crowd moved down the curb, the circle getting smaller and smaller, and the air was thick with the smell of sweat and tar. Jingui's mouth was crooked, but unexpectedly a little smile appeared.He raised his right hand and slowly twisted it into a fist, the size of a McDonald's double hamburger.He said, I really... Bo is left-handed. Tao Tao looked at Jingui's right hand indifferently, then kicked it with his free foot.Jingui didn't dodge either, he used the twisted fist of his right hand to meet Taotao's boots.The fists and boots hit each other without even a sound, Tao Tao swayed, retracted his legs and stood firm, while Jingui's hand had already scratched a large piece of skin, it was bloody and bloody.The crowd applauded, and someone snorted and said politely, hitting a stone with an egg.

But at this moment, Jingui's second punch had already hit Tao Tao's knee, and with a backhand, he hit Tao Tao's other knee.These two strokes really seemed to have the power of a thousand pounds, and Tao Tao knelt down with a puff. (I hear a woman hiss in the back doorway, and then seem to pass out.) Jingui stood up, and the crowd took a big step back.Everyone, including me, Zhu Zhu, and Ali, looked dumbfounded, watching Jingui's left hand dragging softly on his shoulder, while his right hand was as free and strong as an iron arm, grabbing Tao Tao's head, Press it down hard, and knock it on the side of the street paved with stone slabs.How many times did you tap?I don't know if it's a hundred or a thousand, what does it matter?We later found out that Tao Tao almost passed out before he knelt down.

However, Jingui regarded Tao Tao as a sober person, and he ordered in a low voice, he said, call him grandpa! Two words came out of Tao Tao's mouth, Grandpa. Jingui stretched out a finger and said, You! We looked along his fingers, and the person pointed at turned out to be Ali.Jingui said, you, come here. Ali walked over timidly and walked up to Tao Tao. Jingui said to Tao Tao, call him Grandpa! Everyone was taken aback.Tao Tao lowered his head and said, Grandpa. With all his strength, Jingui grabbed Tao Tao's hair and lifted him up.Tao Tao, who is 1.80 meters tall, was lifted up by Jingui's right hand.Jingui said, Ali is a grandfather, you are shit!As soon as he sent it off, Tao Tao rushed out, crushing a row of barbecue stalls that were emitting smoke and stench.The girls screamed, I rushed over, and dragged Tao Tao back with a few people.His grown body lay softly in the arms of several girls. One girl put her head on Tao Tao's neck and cried a few times, but Tao Tao didn't respond at all, and just fell into a deep sleep. Same.

Ali, Jingui said softly, Ali, will something happen to you? Ali covered his face, and after a while, he began to cry in a high-pitched voice, like a baby who was weaned suddenly, crying sadly and aggrieved, the more he cried, the louder he was, making many girls cry along with him There was a sound, and wept together.Zhu Zhu handed Ali a stack of tissues, and I went over to put his head in my arms.But Ali suddenly knocked the tissue to the ground with one palm, and pushed me almost to the ground with another palm.He took out a pack of cigarettes, smoked one, and put it in his mouth. He took out his mobile phone, and while he was typing, he walked away from under the wall where oleanders grew.The noon sun shone through the leaves and fell on him in bits and pieces, and he looked like a wounded leopard, quickly slipping away from our gaze.

Later, Zhu Zhu said that someone saw Ali's small sports car parked not far away, outside an old house with closed gates, under the shadow of a paulownia tree.It merged with the shadow of the tree so that no one noticed it.However, Zhu Zhu couldn't tell, why didn't the people in the car come down to help Ali?