I was a senior that year. We all sleep at our own expense. We are failed men, and spent 30,000 yuan for two to five points. We are Brewmaster and the God of War. Absenteeism means drinking, fighting, cheating and gambling. Other students avoided us at a distance. Unlike others, we are not alone. We looked at ourselves very calmly and proved that there will be no shortage of friends under any circumstances.
Tie Hua and her friends are different from us. They study hard, have a wide range of hobbies, care about state affairs, scream when they see mice, and many of them are sent to graduate school. In their view, a university can't be all serious students, but there should always be a group of troublemakers, who should be self-funded students who shamelessly waste their parents' hard-earned money. When people saw us like this, we gave in. And they bear the great responsibility of creating trouble as inertia.
Being a hooligan has one obvious advantage. Ordinary people may not pay attention to a thousand good words, but as long as the rogue says one, everyone will be in awe: Wow, I didn't expect this guy to say such a thing.
It was in this situation that I fell in love with Tiehua. After I knew that I was undoubtedly in love with Tiehua, I once folded a flower branch in front of the school flower bed with my eyes closed, and the leaves were broken off one by one. She accepted me, she didn't accept me, she accepted me, leaving only one leaf, and she wouldn't accept me after breaking up. I broke off with a little sadness and loss, looked carefully and found a small piece. Tear it off gently, then find a smaller one, and then find that as long as you have a microscope and enough patience, you can tear all the way to the cells, and in this process, you will inevitably face a philosophical problem, how many cells are there on it, before you can call it a leaf. I was so annoyed that I threw the empty branches on the ground and turned around and left. He was stopped by an old guard who had already ambushed him and was fined five yuan.
Later, I also imagined many details and scenes. For example, she was stopped and molested on her way back to the dormitory in the evening self-study. God knows I hit her, so I beat the hooligan away. But wait a minute, I usually fight three or five times, because everyone knows that I am a gangster, and they also admit that hooligans should be able to beat serious people. So I retreated. If the other party doesn't know that I am a rogue, a pair of three or a pair of five is tantamount to killing myself. Or she suddenly got seriously ill when she went out. God knows I hit her, and I was anxious to send her to the hospital like a mad dog. God, how could I be such a failure? In addition, this bunch of flowers is still very strong, and it is estimated that it can live to 92 years old. Or she fell into the Songhua River when the whole class was boating in the spring outing. God has eyes again, and I saved her. But she can swim, and I can't. So when I mentioned chasing iron flowers, the whole brother must look at me when he sleeps. It is not enough for God to have eyes. God should at least have a direct blood relationship with me.
The head teacher often scolds us. I am grateful that she has never done this in public. If people have experienced too many failures and setbacks, they will think that they have lost any enthusiasm in this life, which should mean me. What she says most is basically what a person should do in a big career, but why do I have to be a person in a big career? She often gives simple examples, and the most frequently cited example is this one: someone who has been self-righteous for a long time suddenly finds himself looked down upon by others, so he works hard and eventually becomes a generation. Every time I hear it, I think: I won't kill this idiot who has done something he doesn't like at all for more than ten years for a comment from others.
By chance, the Department Flower and I went to borrow books. At that time, I must have thought that God was really my father and mother, but the books we borrowed seemed different. I borrowed it, and she borrowed it. She looked at me like an irrelevant dog. Simply put, do you borrow this kind of book?
I only have one chance to get her attention. I don't mind. I am the first master of writing love letters in the whole department. I also lied lightly: I borrowed books not to read, but to appear profound.
Tie Hua had a smile on her face, and she already thought I was a fool. But beyond that, any answer will only make her think that the courtesy conversation is over and ignore me. Sure enough, she spoke again, smiling a little: I thought you should like reading martial arts novels and so on.
Martial arts novels ... do you think it's interesting to kill people after practicing 100 years of peerless martial arts? My tone is calm, but my heart is like a deer bump. At that moment, I was willing to give her an answer with the rest of my life. Go ahead, miss. I sincerely believe that.
Tiehua turned her head to show her beautiful neck and shoulders, then lowered her head to fill out the library card, and her hair hung down to cover half her face. The librarian is a middle-aged lesbian. She looks at us with dignity. I think Tiehua may be angry. Just don't make her happy like the spring breeze, just let her die. More importantly, she must have never heard such strange words before. People are always curious about new things. At that moment, I didn't deny that I was seducing the tie flower-if there should be love, why not try to make it sprout?
In my wholehearted hope, Tiehua still didn't speak. I always have the ability to control the situation in any situation, but I am really confused at this time. She may feel offended, so I went on to ask: Do you like watching it yourself or is it recommended by others?
My roommate recommended it. They say that Jin Yong is very popular recently. Tiehua looked up at me.
Do you study or idolize? When I finished, I ignored her and turned to the administrator comrade: Please bring her another copy of Jing Shangjing's.
At this moment, the door behind him opened. Looking back, it was Daniel of our department, known as the "Oriental Gate", shouting all day: China is no place for people to stay! If you want to go to America, go! I have always hated those who try their best to change their nationality, and I know that the nickname "Oriental Gate" is supported by tens of thousands of people in China. But now he and Tie Hua are talking and laughing, and finally they left arm in arm. Before leaving, Tie Hua turned to me and smiled: Thank you for recommending this book. I will read it. I also smiled: it doesn't matter. When I laugh, I am very afraid that my tears will cover up the little happiness I have squeezed out, or I can't control it.
When I was drinking that night, the boss of the dormitory said to me sympathetically: Don't bother. There are many people chasing flowers, but you have no chance. She looks down on you.
It is because you can't catch up that it is interesting to catch up. I took a long drink and said, it's like drinking. What's the point if you're not drunk?
But I was really drunk that night. I woke up the next day with a headache. According to my brother in the dormitory, I didn't do anything special except break a wine bottle and sleep like a pig. Of course I don't believe it.
I will graduate in a few months. Parting makes all my classmates become friends who talk about everything all night, including us hooligans. At that time, the consumption of beer was quite amazing, and there was even a myth in the school that someone could not pour twenty bottles or twenty bottles. Any two graduating students in the university should have at least one drink, so I naturally met these legends. I can only drink ten bottles at most. But I put all these legends behind me. In the next few weeks, I became a new legend. It is said that it is impossible for me not to pour twenty-four bottles. Finally, I was put down. I became history, and the legend continues. I believe there will always be someone who can't pour twenty-four bottles.
I haven't had a chance to ask Tiehua if she has seen what I recommended to her.
These days, flowers have turned me off. The only reason why I didn't kowtow to her is that I think if you can catch up with a girl like this, she is definitely not worth chasing. But from ancient times to the present, lovesickness is the bitterness that tortures elegance, while unrequited love is the more bitter that tortures elegance. The boss and his minions see me depressed. I have been there to tell every girl I can talk to that I am smart, handsome, full of love and so on. I believe that if the other side is a little ignorant, they will certainly dare to boast that I participated in the war to resist US aggression and aid Korea, and it is an honor. The effect of this is of course that love is zero. I'm afraid no girl will believe such a big lie, and even if she does, she won't be delivered to her door. I think all the love stories written in the novel are false.
I should talk to her. Another party. The third one is serious, holding a glass in one hand and picking his toes in the other.
Why do you say it? I already feel very happy in this process. It is also happy to love someone. I argued irrationally and flatly refused the chicken wings he handed me with the hand that scratched my foot just now. Actually, I'm scared. I am afraid of failure. I'm afraid she will smile and say, how dare you move this idea? I'm more afraid that she will say with a smile, I'm sorry. I'm still a student. I haven't decided yet. What's more, Daniel Gates also attended the banquet. He said in panic, who is Lao Zhao chasing? Why didn't I see it? Tell me, and I'll help you find a way. People in our dormitory sprayed wine all over the table for him to drink. This kind of thing can't be mixed. Old three put the chicken wings I missed into his mouth, and I wanted to chop off his hand.
Now let's talk about Daniel. I recently found out that he is not too annoying except that his current boyfriend is a flower department and wants to go abroad. Especially since he can drink well but not well. Plus, because of me, people in our dormitory hate him as soon as they see him, so whenever he is drunk, he must fall down first. Today, he also fell down as usual. I grabbed him by the collar in disgust, took him back to the dormitory and laid him on the bed. I just want to.
I didn't succeed because of his words. I stayed to listen to his nonsense. I learned for the first time that this person who wants to go abroad is the son of the mayor of a town in northwest China. All his thoughts about China's hopelessness and going to the United States came from his father's teaching. In fact, he is very confused. His mother died six and a half years ago, and Jia Yan, who became the mayor after he became an adult, changed to a beautiful young female companion almost every year. Finally, he began to cry, and then he began to test.
In fact, it is extremely difficult to operate. Not because they were inseparable, but because my evil deeds at school, if spread to my hometown, would be enough to make my ancestral graves rustic, let alone at school. But what can I do? I have no pursuit, no future and no money. I am thin and naive in this society where everyone wants to be promoted and become rich and famous abroad. What can I do except pursue my self-righteous love?
At the beginning of April, I really had the courage to attack Tiehua. After April Fool's Day, I didn't fall for it, and I didn't cheat anyone. Tiehua was cheated more than a hundred times, and she didn't care. At least twenty boys said to her that day: I love you! God knows whether it is true or not.
I am used to wandering around the design department where the flowers are located when I am free. I always feel sad when I see busy students. There is nothing wrong with people wanting to be promoted and rich. Isn't the class struggle for thousands of years just for economic benefits? I told myself that people who don't want to do it are considered incompetent, so I will be an incompetent person. That day, I pushed open the door of the design teaching room as usual. The classroom is warm and there is an itchy breeze, but only the flowers are there. She looked up, and I got up the courage to say, there is something I want to discuss with you.
Go ahead. Tiehua's eyes are not a trace of panic, anxiety or excitement, or even a trace of hatred, just like an instructor waiting to talk to a soldier. For an instant, my heart was as cold as water, and any passion just vanished. I said incoherently, I collapsed, and I want to borrow some money from you. Recently, I have drunk too much, and several people in our dormitory have no money to eat.
How much/how much?
300. I called the number casually. Having no money in college doesn't mean that you may starve to death, it only means that someone invites you every day. But what can I say? I must find an excuse to continue the conversation.
what time should I return it ?
Good sign. You don't need to ask this sentence to send a rogue. So I said, when I send money at home next month.
What will you do next month?
Borrow it again. If it doesn't work out, find someone to take care of my meal. Unless you help me with my meal this month.
A little red tide rushed to Tiehua's cheek, I don't know whether it was anger or shyness. She put what she was writing into the book, stood up, put the book in her arms and said, "You wait here and I'll get it."
I watched her leave the classroom, even if she left something to write here, I would never read it. I am a rogue, but I am not necessarily morally corrupt.
When she came back, there were already several people in the classroom. When she handed me three hundred-dollar bills, everyone held their breath and secretly expected something to happen. After giving me money, the department flower suddenly said: Canglang > I saw it, and it was excellent. Please recommend more to me.
You can read whatever you want, I said absently. A hundred years later, no one will ask what books you have read.
Tiehua gave me a strange look: Why is your brain always so gloomy?
Gray? I simply say, it's not gray, but there are some rules of the game that I don't want to abide by.
Tiehua gave me a strange look again. What are the rules of the game?
I stared at that flower for a long time, maybe just for a moment. Then a hero's old smile slowly rises on my lips. You don't understand. You are still young, and it is the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning.
What about you? Aren't you? You are three months younger than me! There is despised anger in Tiehua's voice. At that moment, I wanted to hug her. But I didn't. I just said a little sadly, yes, I planted the sun at eight or nine in the morning, just in time for the solar eclipse that lasted all day. There's nothing I can do. Then he turned and went out to teach.
There were boos, laughter and buzz in the classroom at once. I stopped and pushed the door again. Several people stood up from their seats, posing eager to ask a clear question. As soon as they saw me, they immediately stood in the air like they were ordered to acupuncture points, and their eyes turned into embarrassment. After a while, they sat down. I closed the door and quit. I just took two steps to open the door behind me, and the flower chased me out and stopped in front of me, awkward.
I asked you what happened.
Come to me next month if you have no money to eat. I don't care. The red tide is still on her face.
Death is not eat woman's meal.
My eyes disappeared. I raised my glass and gulped it down. In this dynasty about Tie Hua and her beauty, I walked silently without looking back.
The website I found.
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