Chapter 35 (35)

Since the boss left, the dormitory has been filthy because no one cleaned it every day. Ru Meng would bring his girlfriend back to spend the night from time to time. Old Saw K also spent all day studying in the library with his girlfriend. I couldn’t find any fun. I also didn't want to stay in school, and my family fell out again and I didn't have the face to go back. After thinking about it, I had to contact my friend who is a policeman, and ran to live with him. The little policeman made a great contribution because he hit a tree with his bicycle last time. The leader arranged for him to be a "spot policeman" in a suburban community. According to his colleagues, his area is definitely a fat job. Needless to say, There are more than one hundred hair salons alone.I also guess that his job should not be thin. A thin and handsome boy with a face like a knife is now not only so fat that his stomach is exposed, but also his face is fat, round and loose, like a piece of pork kidney. , and a smile will reveal his big white dentures from the crash. He looks like a bleached African native. This kid has never touched a motorcycle since he recovered from the previous crash. I bought a smuggled car with the pension I gave myself in advance, and I drove it into a tree again a few days ago. The person was fine, but the car was hit into an arch like a prawn, and the tree was also knocked down. Yes, because this time he was picking up girls and not catching thieves, so he didn't do any meritorious service. Every day when he went around repairing the car with a sad face, he would always be teased by his colleagues: "I hit it again!"; "You can't hit a tree again. I heard that the Garden Bureau is looking for you!"

When I moved there, his car had already been repaired. Every night, I and his colleagues would roar and drive through the city in groups. The car was still driven by my buddy who wanted to save face, and he drove it quite well. There are some scores, but everyone is still vigilant, especially when there are trees in the field of vision, they give reminders: "Attention, there are trees ahead! Attention!" The lives of the little policemen are quite colorful. During the day, they show up in the work unit or on the road, and then they eat and drink enough, wait for the sunset and the night to fall quickly. Their work permits have become The big pass for entertainment venues, all bars, discos, movie theaters and amusement parks charge tickets or not, and no one dares to fart. In their words: "Cooperate and investigate a case!"

We really investigated a lot of cases, sometimes one night and then three nights, the relevant entertainment venues in the city, even a recruit like me, almost walked around all over the place, all the things that I had only heard of before The discos, bars, and nightclubs that were seduced by my fantasies took off their veils one by one to reveal their true colors. After a non-stop disappointment, I finally realized that I was deceived by others. Although these bird places are hyped up with extravagant hype, they are actually boring. It's empty and boring. First of all, there is a bar, where there are a lot of unscrupulous singers who take turns to show up, making gestures over and over again, with a hippie smile and tirelessly singing some rotten songs, the one you ask him to change to English is the one "Hotel California" is well-known to children, and you can often see some drunk Cantonese bursting up and shouting two songs, Huang Jiaju expresses his ambition and sings to the climax. To make sure that the gold pants he was wearing underneath were exposed.It's rare to come across a few band singers who have a feeling, and all of them are quarreled by the middle-aged and old fools who have a few bad money and come here to fight wine for fear of not attracting others' attention. In high spirits, I even have to humbly sing a few of the songs they ordered from time to time. It’s better to watch some showgirls with thighs showing their thighs rubbing around a pillar twice. All have doubts about the country's reform and opening up.

Then there is the disco, my group of police friends don’t look at the 18 kinds of martial arts that I usually boast about during the day. Come on, as soon as everyone enters, they will drink like some local college students, or they will rub their hands in the crowd like loaches following the thunderous drums, peeking at some beauties, and then For self-entertainment, they chatted with each other about who are the white-collar workers of foreign companies and who are out-of-workers and who are looking for jobs.All the discos are definitely filled with damned stinky men, but there are still a few hot and sexy stunners who are so beautiful that they almost kill me. I try my best to encourage myself to talk to them shamelessly and ask them what they think They didn’t want to go for a drive, and without exception, they looked at beggars to show me that they had many friends who couldn’t leave here. The police friends explained to me sympathetically that they were all “famous butterflies” from various districts and films. They're some serious people with special ones, and asking them to go for a ride with you is about as difficult as getting an escort to give you free blowjobs.Because we couldn’t bear the embarrassment of not having a woman, we also invited some classmates, colleagues, and other girls from good families. They were very enthusiastic about our invitation, so they dressed up to make people jaw-dropping and came on stage bravely. They danced They worked hard but still looked like scum, they had the kind of silly smiles of good children who were obedient since they were young, and they firmly believed that they could dance as coquettishly and depravedly as those stunners, so they kept dancing. I can't tell what is wrong with their movements. In short, standing opposite them, I am not at all awkward as I am facing a group of Statues of Liberty because of their excitement.I grieve for them, just like these chaste girls usually look down on whores, bitches can also look down on them here. Whether a woman's sexual experience is colorful or not directly affects their feelings and temperament. This group of innocent girls with little sexual experience shaking their heads here is as ridiculous as going to a hair salon to hang a blackboard for the ladies and tell the history of the Chinese revolution.Even so, I tried my best to express my appreciation to them, which was full of sympathy and pity. I think I'm really damn good.

The last one is the karaoke idiot big OK, because the cost is relatively high, so we only go there a few times when there are "water fish". The so-called "water fish" are some bad luck committed by them Ghosts, most of them are prostitutes, which is why our public security officers and police officers will fight for the first place whenever there is an anti-pornography operation. Sometimes it is some big brothers and younger brothers on the road waiting for ghosts and snakes to treat guests. These "social people" usually open what There is always a big feast for the police when a new business or something new is announced. Among all the performances I have seen in the first half of my life, there is no more interesting than watching the little policemen scrambling to toast an old hooligan that day. After toasting, the little policemen patted the table to express their loyalty, as if they were about to go to the forefront of the counterattack against Vietnam with the rogue big brother in a while.After the wine is drunk and the vows are made, it’s time to cut to the chase and find an escort to sing. All the escorts look the same in my memory, with black and swollen eyes and a blood-red mouth, and two fake tits pointing in all directions. When dancing, it's like a pair of dumbbells hanging on the chest, which makes people sick. I really wonder if they are wearing a bulletproof bra.Because the lady tip "water fish" don't care, so I never got involved, just singing or seeing how my buddies tried their best to take advantage of the lady. Zhao pretending to be drunk for a while and crazy for a while, my piggy-faced stupid buddy even told people about his tragic first love in order to stick his hand up the lady's skirt.

"Whether these bastards come or not, there is toilet paper in them every day!" The little policeman confided to me sadly in the car after he was drunk. "Then don't you also wear body armor whenever you take action?" "Then we don't fucking carry it every day!" "Yes, what do you compare with them? Don't you care about them?" "Father and mother are married and everyone is taken care of by her mother. It's been these years, who cares?" "Who cares about who. Don't your police officers control half of the sky?"

"Take care of your dick..." He was already so drunk, "...you can't control your own dick well, why do you care about others? Fuck it!" For a while, it was really disgusting to go to these places, so they asked me to take them around some schools, in their words: "Check out the study life of the virgins!".We even went to listen to a chamber string quartet, which were four artists from Austria, and they were very good at playing Debussy. It was very, very sad and touching, but my group of friends came to watch the monkey show It was as uncomfortable as seeing a monkey. Scratching his ears and scratching his head, he looked around at the beauties and even lit a cigarette and ate sunflower seeds. "You are ruining the music!" A blond foreigner in the back row suddenly turned his head and protested to us in authentic Chinese, so we left the theater in despair without saying a word under the watchful eyes of everyone.

As I expected, they were all in full swing before they even got on the bus. You and I talked about each other until the 18th generation of the ancestors of the Eight-Power Allied Forces finally relieved their hatred and fire. Just like I don’t share Debussy’s music with them, I never share my past or other touching things with them. It seems that being with them is to share this weird world and experience this damn thing thoroughly How fake our society is.I can't get in on most of the topics they talk about. Who in the bureau has a strong background and is expected to be promoted. Who in the bureau has made a big deal and bought a new car. Some leading cadres in the city have been "" "Shuanggui", and some serious case happened in the province that alarmed the central government.Of course, they also talk about women, and they can be divided into two types according to their standards: "useable" and "unusable". Judging from their tone, they seem to be emperors who have experienced many battles, and they often compare who works. It's even more absurd and unbelievable. Let's explore how different women behave differently in bed. The most interesting thing here is that a buddy fucked a Japanese girl. After the job was over, he was quite proud and intoxicated with his country. Unable to extricate himself from the glory complex, he didn't expect that the Japanese girl straddled her and grinned at him and said "Yo hee!" At that time, he broke out in a cold sweat and almost fell off the bed.

I never mentioned my Yang Hong, and told them that Yang Hong felt a little dirty. In fact, I have never stopped calling Yang Hong, sometimes once a few days and sometimes several times a day, but she has never stopped rejecting me. "Hi! It's me, Xiaolou." "What's the matter with you?" "It's okay...me." "It's okay to die!" I should admit that I am not a person with strong self-esteem, or that I don't have much self-esteem. After licking the wound after being ruthlessly rejected by others, I can still meet a new one. But it may or may not have anything to do with self-esteem, because the person who rejected me is the person who understands me best in the world and the person who taught me what love is.It's like the brave Roman general in the ancient legend. When he was fighting to the death with the assassins who assassinated him in the middle of the night, he suddenly discovered that there was actually his most beloved lover inside, and he immediately put it down. With the sword in my hand, I said to her: "Why are you still there? My dear. I will not resist you!" I also have no power to resist Yang Hong.