animal ferocious

Chapter 4 You Are Not a Laity

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"Is this the door?"

Yang Zhong and Ma Qing climbed to the top floor of the building and turned their heads to look at the house numbers of the three doors on that floor.

Yang Zhong stretched out his hand and pressed the doorbell of the house with the iron door in his left hand, winked and adjusted his expression, clasped his hands in front of his crotch, and waited reservedly for the master to come out.

"Who is it?" A man inside the door asked.

"Me." Yang Zhong replied in a deep voice.

The wooden door opened, and a man as thin as a cobra appeared behind the iron door, with graceful eyebrows and eyes through the gauze net.

"Is it Mr. Guan Hanxiong?" Yang Zhong stretched out his neck to ask.

"Who are you guys?" Guan Hanxiong, Teacher Guan's cold eyes pierced through the fine gauze mesh like needles.

"We are your two admirers." Ma Qing squeezed forward and said with a smile on his face against the gauze net, "I have always admired you very much, but I was afraid that you were busy, so I am sorry to disturb you, but today I can't help it Yes, I'm here to pay you a visit."

"Just stay for a while." Yang Zhong stretched out a finger, "Look at you, and leave after asking a few words. I will never bother you."

"How do you know I'm here?" Guan Hanxiong asked while opening the iron gate to let the two of them in.

"I went to the police station to check, but you were not registered. Later, one of our classmates told us that you were hiding here."

Yang Zhong stepped over the threshold and waited for Ma Qing to come in. Guan Hanxiong walked in front of him, and then walked in side by side respectfully.

"At first he didn't want to tell us." Ma Qing rushed to say, "We can't help but we keep pestering him all day long. I know you don't like to see people..."

"What's his name?" Guan Hanxiong entered the reception room, sat down on a leather swivel chair, held a cigarette in his hand, and asked with his head held high.

"Hey, you have a lot of books here." As soon as Ma Qing entered the room, he raised his head to look at the books on the wall, and asked, "Can you memorize all these books, Mr. Guan?"

"What's his name?" Guan Hanxiong raised his voice.

"Yu Guan." Yang Zhong sat on a low sofa with his hips sideways, looking up at Guan Hanxiong with his hands on his chin like a child, "Mr. Guan, please don't blame him, I really don't blame him, it's our urgency to see you."

"He said he knows you very well and often drinks together." Ma Qing sat down next to Yang Zhong and asked eagerly, "What have you written recently?"

"I don't know this person." Guan Hanxiong shook his head and thought to himself, "I don't have any impression. Now there are people pretending to know me well, but in fact they haven't seen him at all-some people in the society like to spread me indiscriminately."

"That's right!" Ma Qing enthusiastically continued, "When we talk about celebrities, some people say that you are so coquettish, unrestrained, and eccentric -- so many things that have been passed around you that we can't learn from you."

"Xu Dafei?" Ding Xiaolu knocked on a door of the dark tube building and asked.

"It's him." Standing in the glaring light was a beautiful old man with a haggard face.

"I recognized it at a glance." Ding Xiaolu smiled ambiguously, "I am a reporter from "Movie Fan Daily", and my name is Ding Xiaolu. This is Liu Meiping, the daughter of one of my colleagues, and also your fan. I heard that I’m here to interview you today, so I insist on following you.”

"Come on, come on, please come in." Xu Dafei let the two ladies into the room, "The room is too messy, don't laugh."

"You look different from the pictorial calendar." Liu Meiping said shyly.

"What's the matter?" Xu Dafei suddenly became vigilant.

"Compare the spirit of painting." Ding Xiaolu said sincerely, "I thought you were quite old when I watched the movie, but I didn't expect to see someone so young. Meiping, sit down, why are you standing in a daze?"

"A big star lives in such a small broken house?" Liu Meiping turned around in confusion.

"Whoever said that." Xu Dafei sat carelessly on the broken rattan chair, brushing back his Mao Zedong-style long hair one by one, "I thought Xu Dafei might enjoy it more, but actually...in fact, I'm still a Ordinary people."

"But, but, you should live more spaciously, let alone compare with Hollywood stars - I don't think you are worse than them in acting!"

Liu Meiping pouted and sat down beside Ding Xiaolu as if she was angry with someone.

"That's right, Xiao Xu—may I call you Xiao Xu?" Ding Xiaolu looked at Xu Dafei solemnly and said, "Our newspaper office has received many letters from movie fans, asking why you haven't been seen on the screen in recent years Yes. Let me know what you've been doing recently, have you gone abroad with actresses?"

"There are still so many audiences who care about me, remember Xu Dafei?" Xu Dafei was deeply moved.

"Of course, you can't imagine how important you are in the eyes of our ordinary audience." Ding Xiaolu felt a panic in his buttocks, pulled out a pair of sunglasses and put them aside.

Xu Dafei suddenly complained: "What are you doing these days? Just stay, play cards, sleep, and grow flowers. Why can't I see Xu Dafei? Xu Dafei is out of action."

"How could it be?" Ding Xiaolu seemed puzzled, "You've also taken a rest?"

"It's Xu Dafei who wants to stop acting, it's those bastards who made an appointment without Xu Dafei, what else is Xu Dafei going to play?" Xu Dafei was furious, his eyes spewing fire.

"Think you are too old? No, I don't think so. I think you can still look radiant as long as you put on a little makeup. According to your actual age, you must be considered well-maintained."

"There are people who believe it when they say twenty." Liu Meiping said enthusiastically, "The little girls in our unit talk about it when they see the movie. Why don't they let Xu Dafei act? Xu Dafei is definitely better than this. What's wrong with Alan Delong? Xu Dafei No worse than him!"

"You're scolding me."

"I really praise you sincerely." Liu Meiping was aggrieved, "I didn't say this, it was the audience, the collective reflection of the female audience."

"It's wrong for you to compare Alan Delong with Xu Dafei." Ding Xiaolu also disagreed with Liu Meiping, "It's not that Xu Dafei is not inferior to him, but he is not inferior to Xu Dafei at all."

"Of course we like to watch Xu Dafei more." Liu Meiping quickly corrected her point of view and explained, "What I mean is that Alan Delon's poor image can be filmed one after another, so don't Talk about Xu Dafei."

"Why can I only play the handsome guy?" Xu Dafei said bitterly, "With my current waist and thick flesh, can I play a bandit killer? Xu Dafei is good-looking. Xu Dafei just let this pretty face hurt—— The bastard is the one who looks good!"

"Mr. Guan, we all love to read your books. You have a great influence among our classmates, isn't it Yang Zhong?" Ma Qing smiled flatteringly.

"Among our classmates, today's scholars, who don't know. The only one who mentions you, everyone nods: Oh, him."

"Then why are there only seven copies of my collection of essays?"

"That's because Xinhua Bookstore doesn't know the goods. Yesterday one of our classmates was asking around where we could buy your books, and one of his Australian friends asked him to buy them. See, Australia is making a fuss." Yang Zhong's face was deep and serious.

"I'll tell you a joke, Mr. Guan, please don't take it too seriously. I went to the women's dormitory yesterday. As soon as I entered the room, I saw two of the most proud girls in our department with a book of yours spread out in front of each other. I read it while reading it. Admired each other: 'What do you think he thinks? How can he write so well?'”

"true?"

"I can testify to this. The day before yesterday, these two girls pointed at my nose and scolded me: 'How did you become a student union cadre? You just invited some celebrities you have never heard of to give a report. Why didn't you invite Teacher Guan?'" Yang Zhong moved his numb feet.

"Actually, even if you invite me, I may not go."

"I answered them like this: 'Do you think Teacher Guan is like ordinary celebrities? He is a real scholar.'" Yang Zhongzhong was dignified.

"I heard that many well-known foreign writers don't want their books to be printed too much. A Japanese female writer was in a hurry with our publishing house when she heard that her book had printed [-] copies in China: Do you take me for an ordinary?"

"Teacher Guan," Yang Zhong seemed to be enlightened suddenly, "It's rare for a university student like you to be lonely, right?"

In a flashy room facing the street that looks like a hair salon or color photo printing shop from the outside, Yu Guan is talking with a chubby lesbian who has not evolved a bit:

"Why do you want to be like others? I think lesbians should have some of their own characteristics if they want to grow. Rare things are more valuable. You all have beautiful features, but I am hazy and hazy; you are all high and low, with beautiful curves. I might as well make it into one, so that you can't tell who is who. I think you have more prominent personal characteristics and are unforgettable at a glance. It is difficult to use common words such as beautiful or not to describe..."

Feng Xiaogang led in a man with exaggerated appearance who looked like a cartoon character, and introduced Yu Guan very seriously:
"Hey, Yu Guan, this is Mr. Hua Yuan, a reporter from "Communication and Eloquence". I want to ask you to know about the work of our 'Three Good Association'."

"Okay, okay, Xiaogang, please don't go, this lesbian, please follow." Yu Guan got up and gave up his seat, "Mr. Hua, please."

"Where did you just talk about?" Feng Xiaogang sat down and asked.

"You can't judge a person by how beautiful they are."

"Oh, when I came in and saw you just now, my eyes lit up, and I thought: This woman is not simple. Why is it not simple? Because... because... I don't know if you have noticed it yourself, but there is something melancholy in your temperament .I like depression, and I am often depressed, so when I see you... I am fascinated."

Feng Xiaogang himself suddenly smiled.

Yu Guan led Huayuan into the back room, which was almost only half a room, full of outdated wallpapers and decoration materials, all left when the previous head of the household who used this room for business went bankrupt.The cabin can barely seat two people.

"What do you want to know?" Yu Guan asked.

"I would like to ask you to talk about how you came up with the idea of ​​establishing this 'Three Goods Association'? Could you please explain which 'Three Goods' this 'Three Goods' refers to?"

Mr. Hua sat upright, sat up straight, took out his pen and notebook, but he still kept moving like a spring under his buttocks.

"Don't be nervous, talk casually," he comforted Yu Guan, "I haven't decided whether to publish or not. I just passed by today, and I was dragged in by that person just now."

"Well, the establishment of the 'Three Good Association'..." Yu Guan's eyes were blank, then he stabilized his expression and became fluent, "The 'Three Good Association' is mainly because we are very disgusted with the current social atmosphere. Hey, the relationship between people They either look down on each other or attack each other, without any sincere feelings, how can they look like a group of people?"

"Yes, I also have a lot of opinions on this phenomenon." Mr. Hua nodded in agreement.

"Why do you have to tear and bite? What's the matter with saying something nice to each other?" Yu Guan suddenly became angry, blushing and staring at Mr. Hua thickly, and asked: "Is it difficult? Is it troublesome? Is it not taught at all or has been forgotten How do you say it? When you open your mouth, you will be full of yin and yang, and when you open your mouth, poisonous juice will splatter! Sometimes when I hear two well-dressed people swearing at each other so badly on the street, I feel sad and feel distressed—it’s all the people and the people ah!"

Yu Guan's eye circles turned red from the bottom of his heart, and Mr. Hua remained silent and respectful.

"So I thought silently: We are a country with an ancient civilization, and it would be wrong to continue like this. How can we have the face to meet our ancestors who are famous for their morality after death? I am ashamed of my descendants. They will investigate in the future. Where did this fine tradition go from generation to generation?”

Yu looked at Mr. Yanhua and saw that he was still listening, so he continued, his tone changed from deep pain to passionate, sonorous and frustrating:

"So when we all met, we felt that we couldn't do it, we couldn't let it go on, we had to control it, we had to control it, and managed it desperately! Start now, start with me, and let mutual flattery become a common practice."

A dazzling light appeared on Yu Guan's face, and he quickly explained:
"I'm talking about mutual compliments, referring to that peaceful atmosphere."

"I understand, I understand, I understand very well." Mr. Hua nodded like pecking at rice, "Even derogatory mutual flattery is better than mutual abuse."

He said to the viewer very seriously: "To tell you the truth, I longed for a man who felt responsible for himself."

Feng Xiaogang's voice came from the outer room: "Are you confident? This time, you are not afraid of anyone's gossip, right? That's right, go your way—the North is here."

"The first is good intentions, and the second is all kinds of good words. It is best to combine them into an unforgettable dream. Look, what is hanging on this wall is our heartfelt voice: Dreams are dedicated to you!"

Yu Guan turned his head and raised his hand to point to the back wall.Mr. Hua just buried his head in the shorthand in his notebook, and after writing for a while, he looked up and searched.

"Are you picking who you want to praise, or are you also picking people and only promoting famous people?" Mr. Hua asked again.

"Whoever catches and praises!" Yu Guan said decisively, and at the same time, he made a decisive gesture with his hands down.

"On this issue, we don't make any distinctions. Think about it, the people who are the least worthy of praise are often the most in need of praise. This involves a question of why people. That is to say, we are willing to give away what the masses need. of."

"So which part of the masses needs it the most?"

"We have done market research on this, and I am afraid that the biggest potential customers are people in the literary and art circles. Of course they are very humble, and I believe their families will support our work."

"That's for sure." Mr. Hua felt quite the same, and then added, "As long as you do a good job of publicity, many people will immediately realize the significance and irreplaceability of your work."

"At present, we are still in trial operation. The business has not yet been fully launched, and the personnel also need to be trained. We have just started to send good words, and we are preparing for the next step if we have a good dream."

"Excuse me, if customers want to accept your service, do they need to make an appointment? Or do they just come to the door and receive them without asking where they come from?"

Mr. Hua's pen dropped to the ground, and he lowered his head and crawled all over the ground.

"Well, at present, we mainly deliver products to the door, find out the address, and take the initiative to provide door-to-door service. Customers often don't know it. The purpose of this is to train the team and increase popularity. You know that the initial stage of a business is always difficult."

"Yeah, yeah, any store starts out with a lot of money. One more question: You guys do this work... it's mental work, right?"

"I think it takes a lot of hard work to make it count, to hold it well and to hold it skillfully without showing any traces."

"Then is your charging standard very high? What is the price based on?"

"We don't charge."

"What about after opening the market?"

"There is no charge for that. This was decided at the beginning of our establishment of the 'Three Good Association'."

"Obligation to support people?"

"You think, this job itself is a job that is easy to misunderstand. If we take money, people will immediately make our noble behavior vulgar. Besides, why do you want money? We all only love the truth People who love money..."

Yu Guanyu was unclear, and at this moment, Feng Xiaogang walked in and took the words:

"We don't have our own self-interest. This is called everywhere."

"We were unable to do many good things in the past, and if we suffer losses, we will make others doubt our purpose." Yu Guan regained his fluency, "Feng Xiaogang summed it up well."

"But you don't charge at all. Where does the money to maintain this stall come from? You can't pay for it yourself, can you?"

"We can sell other things, but on the issue of principle, I won't give an inch." Yu Guan's expression turned cold.

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"Hey, boss, I'm Ma Qing. Yang Chong and I have a rest in the afternoon, and we won't go back." Ma Qing said on the phone, "I've won three companies in one morning, and I'm exhausted."

"No." Yu Guan said holding the microphone, "No one can ask for leave for business study, you must come back."

"Let me tell you, Boss, if you don't feel sorry for me, I have to take care of Yang Zhong, right? He had a sore throat yesterday, and now he can't speak."

"Teacher Feng is a very busy person. It was very difficult for me to invite him. A lot of his experience and knowledge can't be learned with any money. Don't you cherish such a rare opportunity?"

"Okay, let's go back now."

"Oh," Yu Guan extinguished the cigarette in his hand, "When you came back, you passed by Lishi Road. There is an old comrade who has been volunteering to maintain traffic order for many years. It is very conspicuous. You should give him a compliment along the way."

Ding Xiaolu and Liu Meiping also came back in a hurry, coughed, cleared their throats, and took a drink from the water cup.

Yu Guan asked them with a smile: "How is the praise? Is the effect good?"

Liu Meiping put down the water glass, took a breath and said, "My partner smiled."

"That means you've got your pulse." Yu Guan pointed out approvingly, "It proves that it's not in vain."

Ding Xiaolu said: "But after laughing, there is even greater depression and anticipation. It seems to be a little bit closer to the elation you want, and there is no symptom of boasting."

"We provoked him for a long time, but he is still so humble, it's really annoying." Liu Meiping said.

"Could it be self-satisfied modesty?"

"No." Liu Meiping said, "We can see the pride and modesty."

"It's okay." Yu Guan encouraged them, "It's good to be able to make your partner laugh for the first time, and it's really hard for you. If you don't make it this time, you will continue to do it next time until you make it. We have to be responsible to the users and keep them safe." Quality assurance and quantity, welcome the year of variety, efficiency and quality with practical actions."

"Let me introduce you, this is Teacher Feng Xiaogang."

After everyone arrived one after another, Yu Guan took Feng Xiaogang's hand and introduced it to everyone with a smile.

"Teacher Feng is an expert in flattering people, and has a high attainment in flattering people. It can be said that he has done pioneering work in this field, and he is also a leader in the world."

Everyone applauded, all of them stretched out their hands with reverent respect on their faces: "Hello, hello! I've looked forward to it for a long time!"

"Hello!"

"Did Mr. Feng graduate from a junior college?" Yang Zhong asked while holding Feng Xiaogang's hand.

"Teacher Feng is self-taught." Yu Guan replied for Feng Xiaogang, "Praise is a marginal subject in our country, and it is still blank in most countries in the world, so no specialized schools have been established. Except for some caring people, others are simply ignorant. Although it has been widely used in our daily life."

"That is to say, Teacher Feng is the first person to eat crabs." Yang Zhong gave Feng Xiaogang a thumbs up.

"Where, I am also standing on the shoulders of giants." Feng Xiaogang lowered his eyes shyly.

"Teacher Feng, please sit down." Yang Zhong bowed and retreated, pointing to an empty seat for Feng Xiaogang.

"Teachers, sit down." Feng Xiaogang sat down, and immediately stood up again. After everyone found a chair to sit down, he said politely, "I am here today, not to give lectures and I dare not talk about the professor, just to discuss with you, just, Let’s discuss together the development trend and application prospects of Pingren. It’s rare, isn’t it Yuguan? Seeing so many young people are interested in this, Feng is very pleased, which shows that our career is promising.”

Teacher Feng grinned, and everyone also grinned, and saw a room full of pink mouths.

Yu Guandao: "Mr. Feng, we are just following in your footsteps."

"In the Yangtze River, if the waves behind push forward the waves ahead, let alone you and so on? In the world, everyone leads the coquettishness. From now on, I really want to see you show off."

"The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoy the shade." Yu Guan is also famous for his quick talk, of course he refused to let people, "Without seeds, how can there be colorful flowers?" After speaking, he blushed and smiled.

"Yu Guan Yu Guan, please slow down." Ding Xiaolu said, "Today we are discussing the issue seriously. Teacher Feng hasn't started the lecture yet, so why did you like it?"

"Sorry," Yu Guan felt ashamed, "I didn't pay attention too, the main reason is to let you all see Teacher Feng's demeanor."

"You don't need to say that, we can tell that Mr. Feng is a flatterer just by looking at his appearance." Ma Qing interjected.

"Yes, yes, I am your prime minister. This Ma Qing, don't think that I am not familiar with him, you will know that this man is strong, mighty and unyielding at the first sight. In ancient times, he is not a martyr but also an assassin." Teacher Feng looked at Ma Qing with his eyes. .

"Teacher Feng really has a good eye, and he is really accurate in judging people. You see, I have been with Ma Qing for so many years, but I have never seen any good qualities in him, but I asked Teacher Feng to tell the truth. Or how to say that people are different. What about it?" Yang Zhong smirked and sighed.

"What do you think? I just believe that there are geniuses in the world. I believe in my point of view even more when I see Teacher Feng today." Ma Qing shook his head and stomped his feet to show his firmness.

"I don't agree with your point of view that I'm a genius. In fact, I'm just an egg. If it weren't for the enthusiasm of you guys, my chicks wouldn't be able to hatch." Feng Xiaogang was serious.

"But you have to have chicks first. If you are a rock, we will scald you, and at most we will pour you in a sauna." Ma Qing retorted.

"That's enough. Everyone, we're going to leave later. We will set aside time for everyone to discuss with Teacher Feng. Now let's listen to the theory report."

"Yu Guan, I'm confused, you guys are all thick and big snakes, do you still need me to add more?"

"We are all fresh ginger, that is to say, we can use words to numb people, and you are the one who can really make people open their mouths." Ding Xiaolu said with a smile.

"Mr. Feng, don't just let us grow it when you see us budding, then we will blame you for the rest of your life." Ma Qing's eyes were so slanted that he couldn't see.

"Yesterday we were talking about it. If you want to drive beautifully and grow gracefully, you really have to chase after a famous stinky dung like you, Mr. Ma." Liu Meiping took advantage of the situation and added, smiling embarrassedly at her partners.

"Holding people has a long history in our country. The first thing to be seen in the literature is "A Fair Lady, a Gentleman is a Good Man" in the "Book of Songs". At that time, Europeans could not read a basket..." Feng Xiaogang said a few words, Just shut up.

"Say it, Mr. Feng, what are you afraid of?" someone yelled.

"No, all of you are staring at me like this, which makes me feel unconfident. Let me tell you the truth, I'm not a scholar, I just sit in my room and think about a lot of things. You are so serious Staring at me humbly, listening to the lecture, and taking notes, I’m really afraid that I’m talking about you… my sons.”

"You just have the courage to say, I'll tell you the truth, everyone here doesn't read books or newspapers, no one can hear something wrong, and all of them have been delayed in their youth." Yu Guan said in a big way Encourage him and pat him on the shoulder.

So Feng Xiaogang lowered his head, and muttered as if he had made a big mistake:

"This kind of holding people originated from labor. At that time, our ancestors turned their faces to the loess and their backs to the sky, sweat beads fell to the ground, and they beat food and cultivated every day. They looked up at the world and all things in the labor intervals. In ancient times, they were primeval forests. The prairie, where wild beasts are infested, is much more magnificent than the current natural environment, and I can't help but praise. From things to people, I praise the women who go to the river to draw water. At that time, it was more sincere to praise people. Mainly praise the rulers and women. Because of this These two kinds of people were the only ones able to dress up with animal skins and feathers in the era before textiles were invented. You can still see them in those primitive tribes, and the most beautifully dressed ones are the chiefs. Then one day, the Yellow River was cleared, Saints came out. Who are saints? They are the earliest experts on flattering people. You can see this from the quotations handed down by the saints, which are all about how to flatter people. Everyone has to work and fight. In the era, only saints lived by supporting people. That’s why they are called saints to distinguish them from ordinary people.”

"Why is he allowed to praise people and not work? In a primitive society where labor is so necessary?" Yang Zhong blinked and raised his hand to ask.

"This is what I'm going to talk about next, the social needs of appreciating people. The times call for applauding people. With the development of productivity, some people get rich first and don't have to work every day. Eat enough, drink enough, play enough, and wake up Finally, I felt a little empty, a little lost, and began to think: who am I? What am I doing here? This question needs a sage to answer: you are the favored son of heaven; you are destined to be superior to others A person who is superior in thinking and conduct is greater than others. The first sage knows what will happen if he wants to say that you are a waste." Speaking of this, Feng Xiaogang chuckled.

"Greatly, we are all saints!" Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Do you think you are all villains? You despise yourself!" Feng Xiaogang scolded.

He raised his face, looked up at the sky, and continued to mutter:

"As the times have developed to this day, more and more people have enough to eat and have nothing to do. It is no longer the privilege of a few to seek spiritual satisfaction. It is no longer possible to meet a wide range of social needs with just one or two saints. This requires organization and Professionalization and specialization of people. Just like the police emerged at the historic moment in a modern country and became indispensable in the end. I think whether a country is modern depends on its level of industrial and agricultural development, another important symbol, It is whether it has a professional team with a high level of professionalism. From this point of view, many Western countries are still quite backward, and the main way to fill the spiritual emptiness is pornography and drug use. This makes me dislike superior."

At this time, Feng Xiaogang completely returned the positive, his demeanor was calm, and his eyes were wide open:

"Just like martial artists should pay attention to martial arts ethics, we flatterers must also have good morals. That is to say, we must start from the kindest and most sincere desire to flatter others. The worst and most undesirable thing is to flatter others On the surface, he praises others to the sky, but in his heart he looks down on them a hundred times, and plays them as fools. You know, those who tolerate our praise are very bitter in their hearts. This is like Drinking alcohol to relieve sorrow, taking medicine to relieve pain, if you don’t treat him with the revolutionary humanitarianism of saving lives, it is tantamount to adding insult to injury, murdering money, and building your own happiness on the pain of others!”

"Mr. Feng's point is too important. I have discovered that in our practice of flattery, to varying degrees, everyone has the problem of the target of ridicule. It seems that this issue of 'praise' must be resolved with great determination. " Yu Guan said to Ding Xiaolu.

"Like being clever and teasing others, that is also an immature performance of a braggart. A braggart should be open-minded and tolerate any unpleasant or even heinous phenomena. In the eyes of a braggart, everything is beautiful and shining. Brilliant, like a child's eyes. In the final analysis, a flatterer should be as pure-hearted as a child, and be good at discovering and advocating beauty in ugly, evil, and commonplace phenomena. This is the responsibility and mission of a flatterer. "

"Mr. Feng, I have a question to ask you. What if someone doesn't like it? For example, the kind of open and aboveboard guy." Liu Meiping raised her hand.

"I give you eight words: Perseverance, gold and stone can be carved. Based on my many years of experience in admiring people, there is no one who does not want to be admirable. First of all, if you praise him, he will not like to listen to it and will not arouse deep hatred like you scold him. At most I feel that you are a nasty person with a small soul and a wretched image. Once he despises you from the heart, your work is half done. What is the purpose of flattering people? It is to make people get a surreal sense of self. It is impossible for a director Get a good sense of yourself in front of the Minister. The most important quality of being a good flatterer is not being afraid to turn yourself into a wretch, a fool, an idiot who wants to be slapped on the ear. Comrades, this is inspiration Dedication of meat and meat! If through our efforts, we can make everyone in the country full of dignity and pride, then it is worthwhile for us to be reviled by thousands of people, condemned by thousands of people, and become a pile of shit that despises human beings. Smile for life."

"Teacher Feng, you are crying." Liu Meiping's eyes were also red.

"I was getting a little excited while I was talking. Someone has to make sacrifices, someone has to be a stepping stone for others, and someone has to be a sinner in history. Instead of fighting cruelly, it is better to let those of us who are enlightened and not caring about sacrifice our lives for benevolence. .Because of the great ambition to sacrifice, dare to teach the sun and the moon to change into a new sky. Suddenly it was reported that the world had subdued a tiger, and tears flew down and poured rain."

"If someone doesn't want to do it, you can quit now." Yu Guanli roared.

No one made a sound, and everyone stared at Feng Xiaogang who was crying so hard that he couldn't lift his head.

"No, not one of them. Well, let's get rid of ourselves from history first." Yu Guan sat down in relief.

After class, everyone surrounded Feng Xiaogang, some handing tea mugs and some handkerchiefs.

Ma Qing sincerely said to Feng Xiaogang, whose eyes were red when he thought about it, and tears fell when he thought about it:
"Mr. Feng, you are really not a liar. You really want to make this a good thing. This time I believe it."

"Don't call me teacher."

"What's that called?"

"Call me Mr., or omit the word 'old', and you can call me Master Feng." Feng Xiaogang wiped away his tears, and said to Ma Qing with a sniff.He took Ma Qing's hand, and said something sincerely:

"How can I be a liar? I hate liars the most in my life. It's the same sentence: let's not underestimate ourselves."

Liu Meiping squeezed forward, holding a small book in her hand, "Mr. Feng, please sign me for that kind of wild grass."

When Feng Xiaogang signed her stroke by stroke carefully, she said again: "Mr. Feng, you really touched me today. It's been a long time since I've heard such good principles. You are really knowledgeable. What you said is better than me. I didn’t even understand it, and I couldn’t write a lot of words—you are really knowledgeable.”

Feng Xiaogang was in a better mood at the moment. After signing the autograph, he said with a smile: "It's not just you who touched me, I was also touched by myself. I admire myself from the bottom of my heart: how can I cry as soon as I say, open my mouth without thinking about anything?" , it sounds like that - read more books, this is the secret."

Over there, Yu Guan was criticizing Yang Zhong: "Everyone is vying to flatter Mr. Feng, why don't you go?"

Pointing to his throat, Yang Zhong said hoarsely, "It sounds hoarse."

"Why did you work so hard when you made things difficult for Mr. Feng just now? Are you really dumb? You don't need to pretend."

"Disgusting, I feel disgusting." Yang Zhong said, "No matter how he talks about it, isn't it flattering?"

"I knew you had a problem with your mind." Yu Guan scolded him, "So what? The people have raised you to grow up so big, so how much do you suffer if you flatter the people—shouldn't you? "

"I can't figure it out, why?"

"If you can't figure it out, you have to figure it out! Don't forget that you raised your hand in favor."

"I didn't expect it to be so nasty and vulgar."

"That's because your level is not high! I never said that this is an easy task. If it is not difficult, why do we need people?"

"What have I become..." Yang Zhong muttered.

"Yes, this is the root of your thinking problems, and you finally exposed yourself. You always think about yourself, and there is always a small ego in your heart that makes trouble, which makes you always look at problems from the ego, of course many You will feel bad about it.”

At this time, Liu Meiping called Yu Guan over there, and Yu Guan responded to Yang Chong: "I don't have time today, let's talk about it another day, don't affect your work because of ideological problems-I have always valued you very much, don't let me down .”

Yu Guan said loudly to everyone with a smile on his face: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng will work with us from now on, everyone applauds and welcomes!"

three

"I am a cook. I love my job, but I have had an ideal since I was a child, but I have never realized it, and now it is less and less expected to be realized. I have grown older in the past two years, and my life has improved. I don't have to worry about food. No worries about drinking, but I am thinking more and more about my early ideals, thinking that I have no intention of eating and drinking, and I have insomnia all night, which affects my wholehearted service to foreign tourists. Yesterday, a pot of shark fin made me boil into a snot soup Yes. I heard that you have a dream day trip here, so I came excitedly." A thin and small man sat opposite Yu Guan and confided.

"What is that, your ideal?"

"It's difficult, it's not easy to realize, or I just think about it after all these years."

"Leave us here, there's nothing we can't do, I dare to tell you such a big talk." Yu Guan leaned over the table and pretended to listen attentively.

"Since I was a child, I have always admired the revolutionary martyrs, Sister Jiang, Zhao Yiman, and of course Hong Changqing. I admire them from the bottom of my heart. You don't know how I cried when I watched "Red Rock" and "Red Detachment of Women" Son. Especially when they were martyred, the music and the flames made my blood boil, and the gunshots on the execution ground still reverberate in my heart. I hate that I was born in a new society, and I have no chance to fight bravely against the reactionaries, no chance Bleeding and sacrificing for the liberation of the Chinese people, shouting 'for the new China - go!' smashed to pieces. Is my idea outdated? Do you laugh? Yes, I am a bit old-fashioned. Now I have this idea There are not many people, and young people are thinking about how to get rich."

"I understand you very much. I also came here at that time. My mind is full of heroic feats. I see bad guys committing crimes and want to run but I can't move. I regret it when I rush forward."

"Our people back then were simple."

"How do you want to die? Burn alive or let us tie you up and take you to the suburbs to die? There is nothing difficult about it."

"That's what I think. Let's start with the arrest. I don't know if you have and can take over the whole job?"

"You can do whatever you want, we can talk about it."

"Then I have to do all the work. You first arrest me, then torture me, and we will discuss the punishment. In the end, I refused to admit death, and tore up my confession to pieces. You became angry and threw me Kidnapped to the execution ground. I have to be burned to death and shot to death, and I have to shout slogans along the way, sneering—seeing death as home.”

"No problem, I'll satisfy you. You'd better spit bloody saliva on my face."

Sitting opposite Feng Xiaogang, a tall and thick guy like a black iron tower said in a low voice:

"I'm a master. I was sentenced to ten years of punishment. You don't discriminate against me, do you?"

"Don't discriminate, you can support yourself after serving your sentence, which is respected."

"I'm neither a Buddha nor a flower thief. I can't do both, so I can easily fight. Ten years ago, you might have heard of me when you often went to the East Garden area. I was a street bully there."

"Did you forget? I asked you to beat me. I am angry with you, and you kicked me to the west."

"Is there such a thing? I don't remember. There were too many people beating at that time. Let's not talk about that. Now I behave well and hide where there are many people."

"It has to be said that our government will educate people."

"Yes, so far I am grateful, the people's democratic dictatorship... Hey! Do you know why I was so easy to fight when I was young? Actually, I didn't intend to be a gangster leader."

"You want to be Zorro?"

"No—I want to be a general. Command the army, charge into battle, gallop across the battlefield until the enemy is wiped out."

"Okay, I can't wait to."

"Defend the motherland, fight against invaders, maintain world peace, triumphant return! Reunion! General attack - ouch, I miss this matter to death! I have been looking forward to imperialist aggression for so many years, and finally saw it, and all the people who came were smiling Those with purses can't be beaten or scolded."

"Yeah, I feel sorry for you too. But although there is no war, you can still be a general—at least for a day. Leave it to us. How many stars do you want to be a general?"

"Five stars, be the biggest."

"Okay, there are five stars on a gold plate, right? That's fine. Banquets, interviews, salutes, we will fill your schedule for this day." Feng Xiaogang wrote down the main points with a brush.

"Slow!" The big man pressed his hand, "I don't want to be that kind of reviewing general."

"But isn't this the general?"

"No, no." The big man shook his head and smiled, "I don't want to wear a dress and a big cap to sit in a car with the curtains drawn and shining like gold. I just want to wear a field uniform with a helmet and a grenade in my butt pocket, and drive an open jeep , with a machine gun on his lap, a cigar in his teeth, and two sergeants sitting in the back of the truck, ostentatiously passing through the streets."

"Oh, famous general!" Feng Xiaogang suddenly realized.

"By the way." The big man lowered his eyes modestly, "No one can tell at a glance that I am a general, and they think I am the chief of staff. When I go to a traffic watchtower—assuming—they stop me and ask me to show my ID. Very arrogant. As for me, I stood up unhurriedly, with a smile on my lips, took out a crumpled boat cap from my trouser pocket, and lightly dusted the dust on the front windshield, revealing five stars..."

"My God, the traffic policeman must have been shocked."

"Of course, you think, can he not be frightened? The slap is a salute. It can't be the general hand-raised salute. It has to be a person who is all over his body and sticks his five fingers straight to the temple. Next—gift!"

As he said that, the big man saluted Feng Xiaogang with a slap.

"And then?" Feng Xiaogang quickly returned the same gift.

"Then I left in a flash, walked away, and went to a military meeting. There were generals under four stars in the room. As soon as I entered the room, they all stood up and stood at attention, with their faces turned to the sky, and their hands pressed down on their trousers. not moving at all!"

"and then?"

"Then I took off the white gloves finger by finger, looked at them coldly, and whispered to them in a particularly impatient voice: 'Take it easy.'"

"They are all high-ranking generals, is it appropriate for you?"

"I have always been strict with the officers. They are afraid of me. Of course, it is because I am really good at commanding and fighting. But I am very kind to the soldiers. I have no airs at all. I often pat them on the shoulder and shake their hands. I can call out many veterans. Here are their names."

"Love soldiers like children."

"Hmm, let's make arrangements, Captain."

Aunt Qi from the street came in with a basket of eggs, and pointed at the audience one by one as she entered the door and shouted:
"Listen, all of you. I can tell you that the day after tomorrow is our National Civilization Day. The streets have assigned tasks, and all units have to take to the streets to sing and dance. You civilized professionals can't be left behind."

"No problem, the lively atmosphere in our neighborhood belongs to us." Yu Guan said with a smile.

"Aunt Qi, sit down." Ma Qing moved a stool under Aunt Qi's buttocks, "I think it's rude for you to stand up and talk. Why don't you go by yourself for such a trivial matter, and ask the second girl to say hello to me? Is it over?"

"I also stopped by to buy the eggs on the book." Aunt Qi didn't sit down, and put the basket on the stool.

"Aunt Qi," Feng Xiaogang walked over, "every time I see her, I wonder why her body is so strong? Why is her spirit so strong here? I'm not afraid of wind and rain—I envy you! "

"Hey, it's not hard to get a snack, and you were beaten." Aunt Qi laughed so hard that her brows and eyes were blurred.

"If it is said that some people live to be 180 years old - I believe it." Feng Xiaogang also said.

"No, in our country this is called a birthday star, and Aunt Qi in Hong Kong and Taiwan is Renrui." Yu Guan also chimed in.

"I got a few brothers, leave some good words to say on the street on Civilization Day, aunt has listened to it a lot."

Aunt Qi carried the basket beautifully and walked out tremblingly.

Let's all bow together.

"Shouldn't it be? Let's tell lies."

Aunt Qi walked forward, and everyone immediately dispersed and returned to their seats, and then continued to talk with customers who were interrupted just now:

Yang Zhong said to a man with bulging eyes:

"I don't like to tell lies. I say what I think in my heart. I'm not afraid of offending people! When I saw you, I thought you shouldn't—you shouldn't be a Chinese!"

"Then who am I?"

"You shouldn't be human."

"how to say?"

"I'm wronged! Have you ever heard of the immortal spirit? That means you."

"Is it that serious?"

"It's too serious. Can't you see it? I've always been down-to-earth, and you're just like a god! When I was illiterate, I had to kowtow when I saw you—don't let my grandma See, if you see her, you will have to pester you to ask you to bring her to Ms. Guanyin, and you have to bring her."

"No, no, I'm still human, an ordinary person, raised by my parents, happy and sad."

"No, no, that's because you are humble. In fact, when you are happy, you share the joy with the people; when you are sad, you worry about the worries of the world."

"I'm really not like this. If you are happy, you will be happy if you take advantage of a small advantage; if you are sad, you will be sad if you suffer a small loss."

"Impossible. I understand what you mean. You have seen that I am this kind of person. Use this as a wake-up call. I have achieved my goal. I feel as if I have been scolded, like thunder, and I am thinking..."

"Aren't you mocking me? You see, I told you the truth, and you use it to shame me."

"I can't see it, is it Yu Guan? This gentleman has a deep understanding, no matter how much we praise him, he will not move."

"This is called demeanor, and you really know how much you are. Now there are not many people like this. If you have a small achievement, you can lift the sedan chair and sit by yourself. How is it like you? Hey, I met you for the first time. I don’t understand. But you gave me a particularly strong impression, you are not popular." Yu Guan lost his face and said quickly:
"I'm afraid of him. I'm not talking nonsense. If there are more people like this, we won't be able to eat this bowl of food." Yang Zhong looked at his opponent in distress, very sincerely.

"Who said I don't like it? I came here from Tianjin on special leave with my unit just to get you to praise me. The problem is that you didn't tell me why I'm different from others. I'm not convinced."

"Okay, let's start from the beginning, are you an advanced producer?"

"No, I'm a backward person."

"That's when you see the honor, let it go, and see the difficulty."

"But I also want to be advanced, and I don't want to be so ordinary."

"Don't change your infatuation, bow your head and be willing to do it, you can see greatness in the ordinary!"

"It's hypocrisy to say that you don't want to, and it's free and easy to think about it and not to do it. Why do you say that you are a handsome bird on a high mountain? People in front and behind are called domestic animals." Yu Guan interjected from a distance.

"It's not that I don't want to do it, but I can't do it. I'm lazy and sick when I want to work."

"How can this be called laziness? This is called being noble in nature, aloof from the world, and not bent down for five buckets of rice. You are not born to be satisfied with small things."

"But how can others say that I can't do big things, but I can't do small things?"

"That's because they don't know you well. If you are less than thirty, how can they take you as a man? Mr. Qi studied painting at forty, and Mr. Jiang was at eighty. What did you do before that? Aren’t they all fools? One is a carpenter and the other is a fisherman. Who would have thought that the little rascal Liu Bang could have a career?”

"Good drink?" Ma Qing came over and asked.

"Okay, drink when you have nothing to do, and sleep after drinking, nicknamed Drunken Cat. Can this be considered an advantage? Isn't this called drunk life and dream death?"

"Isn't it wrong? This is called the universe in the dream, the sun and the moon in the cup. Where are the ancient sages? Only the drinkers keep their names." Ma Qing walked away proudly.

"I think you look like a down-and-out intellectual in ancient times." Yang Zhong said seriously.

"Are you a literati?" Ma Qing asked a white man with albinism.

"No, no, I'm just a poet. I'll make some party quotes, write some cursing essays, correct some typos for the newspaper and even put a firm sentence at the end of the advertisement without my signature."

"I know who you are, you are the 'one sentence teacher'!"

"Who? Who am I?" The little white man was puzzled.

"It doesn't matter who you are, the key is that you write well." Ma Qing said again.

"No, it's far worse than Dumas and Tolstoy."

"I don't agree with your point of view. When those four add up, if you don't pay attention, you can tie with them."

"It's too much for you to say that. I still know a thing or two about what I am, and the gap is still relatively large."

"That's because you gave up on yourself. Think about it, how many words did those four write to leave an impression on the masses. As for you, a single sentence has spread widely. How can it be compared? Anyone who has done creative work knows that writing long Easy to write but hard to write."

"Two different things, what you said are two different things. 'Increased production, decreased population'. Everyone knows it? You can't call the person who invented this sentence a literary hero. I understand, I understand, I can't say that you are making a fool of yourself." I really think that I am unprecedented and unprecedented, and I am not so superficial."

"But from the perspective of those of us who are superficial, you are either unprecedented or rare, and you may not be a big deal to you, and you are used to it, but you can't help but make us very excited-because we have you."

"You have to be considered nasty. How can you say such shameless words to me, a citizen who hates personality worship the most in your life? You are insulting my personality!"

"You are angry, and I am not happy. When did seeking the truth become shameless? I have the right to express my admiration for you! Don't want me to say, anyone, you can't do it! What did I do wrong Yes, eh? I just exercised the basic rights of a citizen granted by the Constitution. I also tell you that this is not in the United States, and I am not black, so you don’t want to discriminate against me!” Ma Qing was furious.

"But I'm really nothing special, why do you insist on saying how great I am?" The little white man wrinkled his face crying.

"Stop talking nonsense! You are tall and genius! You are a literary giant! You are a master! You are a fucking saint! Crying and begging are useless, and I just won't change my words! Forcing talents with great ambitions and sparseness to combine them into one with both talent and appearance, how can we not say that you are extraordinary, extraordinary and refined, and stand aloof in 1 years to produce one!"

"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, Ma Qing, calm down, why are you in a hurry to hold someone well?" Yu Guanwen turned his head and said.

"It's not that I haven't seen him like this. I'm so earnest, my mouth is almost worn out, and he is still indifferent."

"I'm not indifferent buddy, I really think I'm not good enough. You say I'm young, I think I'm a young woman; you praise me for being handsome, I think I'm sluggish; you praise me for being talented, I see it in the mirror It's a deer-headed mouse. Where did you get the 'talent' from? It's just a series of tricks, obscenities, novelty, word games, top-notch, a bully for fame, aggressive, notorious, and embarrassing."

"Listen, is what he's talking about human? Have you ever seen such a humble person? I'm at a loss for words. Teacher Feng, you come and serve him."

Ma Qing left angrily, Feng Xiaogang dragged the chair over and sat in front of the little white man:

"What's the matter? Why do you have such an incorrect view of yourself? There are some advantages that you don't realize. When others point it out to you, you should accept it with humility. How can you be so self-righteous? I usually don't like to praise people casually. , It all depends on self-awareness. But for an unconscious person like you, I will severely praise you today."

"Let him tell himself first, who he is. Make it clear, if you don't make it clear, you don't want to leave." Ma Qing walked back after drinking water, still resentful.

"His bad attitude must be severely punished." Liu Meiping gave the little white man a look, "It's outrageous!"

"I'm not afraid of making mistakes, but I'm afraid that I won't recognize them and persist in them." Ding Xiaolu also spoke slowly, and asked Yu Guan: "Is this person a good example?"

Yu Guan nodded sadly.

"Let's talk," Feng Xiaogang said to the little white man with a pleasant face, "you see so many comrades care about you, you should have the courage to face up to your own advantages."

"But I really have no merits." The little white man pleaded bitterly.

"Impossible!" Feng Xiaogang raised his face, "How can a person have no merits? You are not looking at problems with dialectical materialism."

He comforted the little white man again: "Think about it, recall it, how much you think of, how much you say. Are you patriotic?"

"Of course." The little white man was startled, and quickly answered.

"Look, it's easy to find some advantages."

"Love the country, love the party, love the people, love learning...not labor." The little white man pondered hard, thinking while saying, "Exemplary to abide by the government's laws, regulations and policies..."

"Don't avoid the important and take the light, and talk about trivial matters." Yang Zhong threatened the little white man, "We know your situation, and now it depends on your attitude. If you wait for us to speak out for you, you will be passive."

"And timid." The little white man said excitedly, "If you do something bad, you will admit it if you cheat."

"This counts as one." Feng Xiaogang counted for him with his fingers, "There are more."

"Loyal. Have a sense of responsibility to the family and society, and never mess around and incite outsiders."

"Not this, we have mastered all of these, and there are more."

"He's kind and compassionate to the people in the old and disaster-stricken areas, including our family. We don't have any old clothes. When we saw the beggar, he knew it was a scam. The small western-style building at home was built, so I couldn't help giving a It's a piece of shit."

"And more," Feng Xiaogang tapped his fingers on the table impatiently, "If you want to have a good time, pour beans into the bamboo tube, don't take chances and think that you can get away with it."

"What else? I've said everything I don't have, so how can there be more? Besides, it's just nonsense. Do you believe me when I said that the young pioneer who fell into the cesspit before was picked up by me?"

"Be honest! Where do you think you are?" Yang Zhong rushed over and shouted sharply.

"Where is it? I don't know where you guys are." The little white man showed no fear at the moment, "I thought it was a travel agency when I saw the poster. I wanted to go to Baiyangdian for two days, but I didn't expect it to be here."

When he said this, Yang Zhong was stunned for a moment, then walked away bored.

Feng Xiaogang smiled all over his face, and pulled the little white man's sleeve timidly:

"Since you said you've said it all, let me ask you, do you like listening to music very much, classical and modern, but not popular?"

"On the contrary, I like popular except everything else from classic to modern."

"You just don't tell the truth, you're just being angry."

"Why didn't I tell the truth? What I said was all the truth. I'm just a writer of advertisements, why should I pretend to be the authentic heir to the cultural heritage of mankind? I just like things that came out after I was born! I like everything to be done in new Yes! I like to join the group with the largest number of people, and you can call me follow the trend and follow the trend!"

"But you know what is advanced and artistic, but you don't want to break away from the masses."

"Yes, I know that what can be accepted by the broadest masses is advanced and artistic. For example, cross talk, martial arts novels, sad movies, pop songs, fashion shows and so on. This is me, very different from intellectuals, a Laity standards - I'm proud of it."

"No!" Feng Xiaogang shouted, and finally waited for the opening, jumped to the ground and shook his head vigorously, bent over and stomped and shouted:
"You are not a layman!"

Everyone in the house laughed.The little white man couldn't help laughing, but still insisted:
"I'm just a layman, a surefire layman."

"You are not!" Feng Xiaogang rushed to the little white man with an unsmiling expression, and said fiercely: "I have seen a lot of people like you. Qian Zhongshu, Maitreya Buddha, Jigong, are there still few? This is called great wisdom and foolishness, comrades! It’s called pretending to be crazy and stupid, comrades! Don’t be fooled by his false appearance, you should strip off the disguise and return the truth.”

He turned to face the little white man, and said word by word: "You are an elegant person, the most elegant person in the world..."

He thought for a while, finally found the exact word, and said loudly: "You are really elegant because you are ashamed to admit that you are elegant!"

The comrades applauded everywhere.

The little white man also beamed: "Am I really like this?"

"Really." Yu Guan came up with a smile and said, "Do you think, who would boast about himself except Wang Po? The one who yells the loudest is often the one with the weakest heart. Don't call a dog to bite someone. It takes a lot of money to dare to admit that you are vulgar. Grace—are you not elegant yet?"

"Look, I can't close my mouth from laughing." Everyone pointed at the little white man and laughed.

"Mr. Feng is taller, and he solved the problem immediately." Mei Ping said to Ma Qing, "You really should learn from others."

"Yes," Ma Qing said, "it's okay not to admit that there is a gap."

"Are you comfortable buddy?" Feng Xiaogang asked the little white man.

The little white man covered his mouth and kept laughing, while shaking hands with Feng Xiaogang enthusiastically: "It's comfortable, it's comfortable, it's comfortable like never before. Dude, you are really good. With your bowl of wine at the bottom, I don't care about the grievances I have suffered all these years." Calculated."

"What do you care about with those laymen!"

four

"Tired, really tired, it's more tiring than running a small country after such a day." Ma Qing shouted, "Who said that complimenting people is not physical labor?"

At the end of the day's work, everyone was like a punctured tire and flattened. They all sat down in their seats, closed their eyes and rested or sighed. Ding Xiaolu gently rubbed his temples.

"Do you think my mouth is getting rough?" Yang Zhong opened his mouth wide for Meiping to see.

"Oh, it's really a bubble." Meiping said, "I'll put some purple potion on you."

She dipped a cotton swab into the purple lotion and carefully applied it to the corners of Yang Zhong's mouth.

"Mother Xipi!" Yang Zhong cursed in Zhejiang Mandarin, trying to see if he could still open and close his mouth freely.

"Blood wound?" Ma Qing walked over to look at Yang Zhong's mouth, and said kindly, "I hold you together, and express my condolences."

"Don't, don't, don't do this between us."

"Especially between us, we should set an example and not let people say that we are special. I have a problem with you-why don't you know how to rest when you work?"

"Are you feeling itchy and uncomfortable?" Yang Chongmi squinted his eyes and said, "Don't interrupt me, be careful that I'm in a hurry with you."

"I think Yang Zhong is the most sober-minded among us..."

"I said what's the matter with you? If you don't ask you to do something, you have to do something, you have to find me and worry about you!" Yang Zhong was anxious, "Are you annoying? You don't let people be quiet after work all day."

"Yang Zhong, what are you doing?" Yu Guan said coldly, "The comrades praise you because they love you. What's your attitude?"

"I don't need it!" Yang Chong said to Guan with a sullen face, "Thank you all."

"This is not a question of whether you need it or not, but a question of work attitude." Yu Guan said sharply, "How to adjust the relationship between flattering and receiving flattery!"

"It's off-duty time."

"Being a good toutist means you don't have to commute to get off work, you're always on the job."

"I just can't hear the nasty flattery, and I get goosebumps when I hear it."

"That won't work! It needs to be changed! How can a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded be afraid of contracting a disease?"

Seeing the two of them arguing, Ding Xiaolu hurriedly advised: "What are you arguing about? After a long day of exhaustion, why don't you pay attention to protecting your voices?"

"Stop engaging in unprincipled harmony!" Yu Guanyi waved his hand.

"Why are you coming at me?" Ding Xiaolu glared at Yu Guan dissatisfied, "Yu Guan, I think you have been too angry recently, even though you are tired from work, you shouldn't lose your temper with comrades at all times, don't forget your current identity A flatterer, and you don't behave like one."

"But……"

"Forget it, forget it, why bother to flatter others." Liu Meiping also came over to persuade her.She saw Ma Qing standing aside with eyebrows crossed, she pulled him and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid of giving you a compliment, just give me a treat."

Ding Xiaolu also laughed: "Yes, you chose the wrong target at the beginning, you should praise the young lady first."

Ma Qing was originally quite bored by Yang Zhong's stubbornness, but when he saw the warm invitation from the two ladies, he forced himself to smile:

"Well, I'll support you. Are you ready? I'm about to start."

"Wait until I stand against the wall, I will faint when I hold it."

Ma Qing said to Ding Xiaolu: "Before I met Meiping, I didn't know what the word 'beautiful' refers to. I searched all the dictionaries and I was still at a loss. Now when I saw Meiping, I suddenly realized."

"Average, not exciting enough." Ding Xiaolu said with a smile.

"I've been fond of fantasies since I was a child. When I saw Mei Ping, I lost all my thoughts. Since then, I've become very realistic."

"What you said is not as good as mine." Ding Xiaolu smiled, "It should be said this way: when I saw Mei Ping, I lost all confidence in life—you made me feel inferior to Mei Ping."

Feng Xiaogang, who had been silent for a long time, spoke from a distance, his tone was thick and full of affection, just like Zhao Zhongxiang broadcasting "Animal World":
"It takes great perseverance every time to restrain myself from calling out Meiping's name, otherwise I would blurt out: Beauty! Beauty! People who are very articulate tend to stutter on this word."

Everyone in the room laughed heartily, even Yu Guan and Yang Zhong couldn't help laughing.

"It still has to belong to Mr. Feng, to the point." Ding Xiaolu asked Meiping with a smile, "Are you still able to walk?"

"Excuse me, give me a hand." Mei Ping pretended to be intoxicated and obsessed.

"I think we forget the person who should be praised the most." Ding Xiaolu looked at Feng Xiaogang and smiled, "This person has worked hard and made great achievements. Without him, we would not be where we are today."

"Yes, why did we forget Master Feng?" Yu Guan laughed, "Who else can praise such a person?"

"Mr. Feng, why do you look so bad?" Meiping asked in a fuss, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, I was born with a heart defect." Feng Xiaogang sat up straight, "Come on, I can hold on with a few compliments."

"Can you say that about Mr. Feng," Ding Xiaolu said, "we are the graduate students you bring?"

"can."

"As soon as Feng Shi opened his mouth, a classical Chinese sigh came out of my heart: 'What a wonderful man!'" Yu Guan said with a smile.

"After Master Feng dies, anyone can burn it, but this mouth must be cut off and kept forever for people to look up to." Ding Xiaolu said.

"Or build a tomb," Ma Qing also said, "set up a monument, and ask Mr. Qi Gong to write a word, and enumerate the life of this mouth in Yin script on the back of the monument. Don't great men have three or two tombs? I don't think it's enough to build a mouth tomb." Minute."

"Then please." Feng Xiaogang cupped his hands, "You can take my bones anywhere, but I feel good about this mouth alone, so I can't bear it. Remember, you must find a formalin bottle for me to soak, don't Go back 200 years and rot."

"No, you're an iron mouther, you won't rot." Yu Guandao, "I suggest soaking it in wine like wild ginseng, for those who are stupid and can't talk smart, drink a cup and keep it and turn into a starling."

"Everyone," Ding Xiaolu said, "I suggest that we draw up an inscription for Master Feng now. Once Master Feng passes away, we can find a stonemason to engrave the stele immediately."

"Okay," everyone became emotional, "Let's plan it, so as not to be caught off guard."

"Feng Xiaogang's mouth was born in the middle of the twentieth century." Ding Xiaolu looked at Feng Xiaogang with a smile, and said one sentence at a time, "Receive the essence of the sun and the moon, absorb the spirit of heaven and earth; endure the wind and rain, endure hardships..."

"I've gone through sweet, sour, bitter, hot, soft, hard, cold and hot." Yu Guan followed up and groaned, shaking his head, "Taking out the old and taking in the new, chewing tough and crispy; all the blood dripping, the skin is open and the flesh is bruised. All kinds of encounters are unbearable. Finally shed the skin..."

"Scab." Ding Xiaolu screamed, beating his chest.

"Long cocoon." Mei Ping smiled and bent over.

"Scale-covered, keratinized!" Ma Qing rushed to add, "After several times of quenching, tempered..."

"Get an iron mouth and steel teeth!" Yu Guan couldn't say anything, and shouted sharply to cover the noise of others, "Red lips and white teeth, fragrant tongue; can spit out the fragrance of sesame orchids, which can imitate the melody of a hundred birds; the sound of chirping is as sweet as wiping honey; plowing the clouds and sowing the rain, preaching right and wrong..."

"Up to Gongqing, down to Guishou." Ding Xiaolu almost broke his throat, laughing at himself, "Up to Gongqing, down to Guishou, everyone loves them and regards them as rare treasures; they feel distressed and can't stop playing with them... "

"Master Feng, you are just short of winning another gold medal at the Panama International Exposition, so this inscription will be enough." Yang Zhong said.

"It's already very good." Feng Xiaogang smiled slightly, "It's already enough to last forever, I thank you for my mouth. If the incense burns in the future, I think we can also set up a side hall to worship you. Wouldn't it be good for several people to share the sacrifices?" Will you be happy and contented to comfort your life?"

五

"Study materials have been distributed."

As soon as she got to work the next day, Liu Meiping handed out a stack of "Congratulatory Words and Congratulatory Words Dictionary" and the old three booklets to everyone one by one.

"You all study hard, and I will check your learning experience one by one later." She said while distributing.

Ma Qing is talking about work with Ding Xiaolu:
"The military uniform of the five-star general is available, the M-1 rifle is also available, and the American jeep is also available. Now there are only a few military uniforms of the lieutenant general and major general. I went to the Beiying Props Store and saw that the American military uniforms were used for the show." The production crew was loaned out, only the Kuomintang military uniforms."

"KMT's are fine too," Ding Xiaolu said, "but it must be from the War of Liberation."

"The execution room has also been contacted." Ma Qing said again, "I got the tiger stool, bamboo sticks, and hemp rope and leather whip, and then I bought a soldering iron. First of all, it is impossible to fully respect history. The soldering iron can only be an electric soldering iron. "

"Okay," Ding Xiaolu said, "probably all, that's what you mean."

"Currently, these are the problems: Shouting slogans along the way has not been approved by relevant parties."

"You should tell them that we have reviewed the slogans, and there is no problem. They are all 'Down with the Kuomintang', 'Long live the Communist Party' and the like, that is, 'Being a hero again after 20 years' is vulgar."

"I told them, it can't be done. Also, firecrackers are not allowed before the festival. Is it considered to be hanged instead of shooting? In fact, this is quite enjoyable."

"It's better to be shot. This is what the client has repeatedly emphasized. We should try to fight for it and do the relevant work. What about the execution ground? Have you contacted the Caishikou traffic team?"

"Yu Guan said, you don't need to go to Caishikou, just go to a place in the suburbs where it's strange to sing an opera."

"The job of scouting the scenery needs to be paid close attention to."

"I will."

"Everyone be quiet, let me say a few words." Yu Guan, who was muttering to Feng Xiaogang, stood up, put his hands on the table and said to everyone, "We will be closed this morning, and we will gather for a meeting. Just now Feng Xiaogang and I Sir, we have done some research. Since we started our business, we have made some achievements, but at the same time, some problems have been exposed. We think it is necessary to summarize the work of the previous period before launching large-scale business, and clarify some confusing issues. Everyone should not Speak, sit closer, and we will have a meeting next."

"I have already made an appointment with a client today, and I will go to her house in the morning to talk about why people are always jealous of her." Yang Zhong said.

"Well, let's change the time." Yu Guan waved Yang Zhong to sit down, "You especially can't leave, today's meeting is mainly about your problems."

"What's my problem?" Yang Zhong muttered in a low voice, sitting aside with his face raised in disbelief.

Yu Guan glanced at everyone seriously, saw that the venue fell silent, and began to say:

"Judging from the work situation in the previous period, it is generally good. It has achieved results. Most of the comrades have shown hard work, dedication, and selflessness. Especially some comrades who have not performed well in the past He has shown great drive and innovative spirit. Here I would like to praise Ma Qing in particular. Not only does he work hard and take the initiative, but he still insists on praising people after work and training with colleagues. This is very good, we just need Create an atmosphere of mutual praise first among us. An upright person must uphold himself, and he should first do what he asks others to do. I think Ma Qing has taken a good lead and should be praised.”

Everyone's eyes turned to Ma Qing, and Ma Qing lowered her head shyly.

"But—" Yu Guan's tone became severe, "There are also some people who behaved badly, very badly. I won't mention their names here, and everyone may guess who I'm talking about. "

"As for me," Yang Zhong said, "I've guessed it before you got the 'but'. There are only five or six people in total."

"Since you jumped out on your own, we might as well name it openly. This is also in line with the tradition among us to bring problems to the table. Yang Zhong, I am very dissatisfied with your performance since you started your promotional work! You talk a lot, you are full of complaints, and look at your reluctance when you start working. What is your attitude when comrades ask you to discuss business?"

Yang Zhong and Ma Qing warmly shook hands.

"Ma Qing, don't shake hands with him. Don't laugh at Yang Zhong and act like you don't care."

"I don't care, I'm not pretending." Yang Zhong said.

Everyone snickered for a while.

"Be serious!" Yu Guan yelled, "This is a meeting. Some of our comrades are just fuzzy about right and wrong. When anyone is criticized, they rush over to express their sympathy. I think there is a lot of crookedness in our small unit. "

Everyone stopped laughing and bowed their heads without making a sound.

Yu Guan said again: "I still want to talk about you, Yang Zhong. I think you didn't let go of your burden, and you crossed the river with a heavy suitcase on your back. You look like a Manchu woman with high combed hair and flower gold on your feet. Soled shoes, twisted three times in one step, fragile, how can this look adapt to the new situation? What can’t you leave behind? What kind of treasures are in your box? Shake it out and let everyone see, is it a treasure or a piece of trash? I see It's not something of value."

Yu Guan glanced at everyone with piercing eyes.

"I have repeatedly told my comrades that you have to be willing to give up on yourself. A thorough materialist is fearless. When people die, the light goes out. If you don't bring death, you don't take it away. Gay men are just sperm. Some comrades are just Like a landowner and rich man, he hates not having many gatherings all his life, not only gathering, but also hiding, digging a deep hole to bury. He hides his little treasure tightly, and keeps it secret from others. Do you plan to pass it on to your children and grandchildren? Today we are going to mobilize the masses to fight the local tyrants and divide the land. Aren’t you a treasure? Aren’t you reluctant? I’m sorry, I just want to screw you up.”

Yu Guan rolled up his arms and rolled up his sleeves and stared at Yang Zhong with a fierce face: "If you don't do it, I will do it, and I will ruin your family!"

Feng Xiaogang said: "Of course, our purpose of doing this is to cure diseases and save lives. Don't think that this is intentional punishment."

Yu Guan said: "If this is not the case, our business cannot develop! This is like being on the battlefield. Comrades are rushing forward without risking their lives. You are always thinking about your wife and children getting rich and saving their lives. This is the right to sacrifice. The betrayal of bloody comrades! Do you know how to deal with deserters who cower in battle on the battlefield?"

Feng Xiaogang turned his face to everyone: "Talk to everyone, everyone to talk, this is also a test of everyone's position and attitude, whether to stand on the side of the people or go to the opposite side of the people."

"Let me talk about it," Liu Meiping opened the mouth first, "I just listened to what Comrade Yu Guan said, and I felt very educated and shocked. Although Comrade Yu Guan was criticizing Yang Zhong, I think the same problem is also true. It exists in myself to varying degrees. Let’s go by myself. I always feel that I am a good boy and a bitter child. I don’t have any selfishness..."

"Slow down, slow down, Meiping." Yu Guan interrupted her, "Don't rush to review, we don't want everyone to pass the test. Let's not talk about your problem this time, and focus on attacking Yang Zhong's local tyrants first, don't confuse Two different natures contradict each other."

"I think, Yang Zhong looks down on flattering people from the bottom of his heart, and thinks they are inferior." Meiping said coyly.

"No, I didn't." Yang Zhong protested.

"Don't interrupt others, I have time to talk to you later." Yu Guan stopped.

"It's Comrade Yang Zhong like this." Mei Ping said, "I can tell if you don't admit it. I think you have a strong vanity, and you usually have a bit of intellectual conceit and don't care about others."

"You are an intellectual! How did I become an intellectual with my junior high school education?" Yang Chong became angry, "It's a false accusation."

"It's not an intellectual, and it's even worse to be an intellectual." Ma Qing said, "I think Meiping is right, but I haven't gotten to the point yet. Your vanity is not intellectual, but a bourgeois through and through." Vanity; when you go to the farmer’s market to buy vegetables, you are too embarrassed to ask the price, no matter how much you give, you lose the money and leave.”

"This is also the style of the bourgeoisie." Yu Guan wrote a note in his notebook.

"I sympathize with the working people and would be happy to give them a few more."

"You call it sympathy? You call it hypocrisy. The working people don't need your pity!" Ma Qing fired at Yang Zhong like a cannonball, "You are disrespecting the labor fruits of the working people."

"On the contrary, because I feel that a grain of rice and a vegetable leaf are hard to come by, I feel that I should pay more, and I am embarrassed to bargain."

"Hypocrite! You are the self-improvement of the bourgeoisie! Where does your perfection leave others? What about the poor people who buy vegetables with you?" Ma Qing slapped his thigh and pointed at Yang Zhong. shouted, "You stand up!"

"Stand up!" Liu Meiping also shouted emotionally, "If Yang Zhong is dishonest, tell him to stand up!"

"The crowd tells you to stand, so you stand up." Yu Guan said to Yang Zhong.

Yang Zhong stood up pitifully and lowered his head.

"Say it! Tell me..." Ma Qing and Liu Meiping besieged Yang Zhong, pointing and poking.

"What am I going to explain?" Yang Zhong was very confused and helpless.

"What did we plan to ask him to explain?" Yu Guan also asked Feng Xiaogang in a low voice.

"How much do you pay for groceries?"

"No, no, it's not this. I forgot what it was, but it's definitely not this." Yu visualized and thought, and sighed, "I really can't remember."

"I was too disturbed by this to forget." Feng Xiaogang had an idea, "Let him speak for himself."

"Say it yourself, what do we want you to say?" Yu Guanyi pointed at Yang Zhong sternly.

Ding Xiaolu raised his legs and stood up and walked outside.

"Where are you going?" Yu Guan asked.

"Disgusting." Ding Xiaolu said, "You guys smoke so much that it makes my brain hurt."

After speaking, she went out the door.

"What do you want me to say?" Yang Zhong yelled sadly, "Who kind-hearted person reminds me."

"Whatever you say," Ma Qing said to him in a low voice, "Won't it be over if you hold Yu Guan together?"

"That's right, how could I have forgotten that?" Yang Zhong turned to Yu Guan, murmured with a look of pain on his face, "I am indeed, hey, as Teacher Yu Guan said, um, in short, everything is as it should be. What Teacher Yu Guan pointed out is not in the slightest. I feel very sad, but on the other hand I am very grateful. I am glad that there is such a strict teacher as Yu Guan, otherwise I don’t know how far I would have slipped. I understand you Yu Guan, I know that you can point out my shortcomings to me today because of the intense ideological struggle, how painful and contradictory the mood will be. We are good friends, but you can not show favoritism, which shows that you really love me, we are True friends—what courage it takes!"

"I remembered," Feng Xiaogang whispered to Guan, "Praise people..."

Yu Guan reached out to stop Feng Xiaogang, and looked at Yang Zhong with tears in his eyes.

They hugged each other emotionally and shook hands tightly.

"What's this called!" Yang Zhong waved his hand and said to Ma Qing.

"Why don't you understand?" Ma Qing said to him, "From now on, we will have to talk about the concept."

"Teacher Feng," Ding Xiaolu said to Feng Xiaogang, "I have a work problem I would like to ask you for advice. Our work is indeed going smoothly and with great results, and the number of customers is also increasing. I am not very comfortable with these working methods and their effects, even a little disgusted, to tell you the truth."

"You say what you say, and you know everything."

"I understand the meaning of flattering people, and I agree with it very much. But why do we always look down on others and even ourselves when we praise someone? Isn't this mutually exclusive with our purpose of promoting a harmonious atmosphere for the whole society?" Contradictions, conflicts? If you continue to praise like this, doesn’t it still cause people to look down on each other, and at most, some people are in a good mood?”

"There is this problem." Feng Xiaogang nodded deeply.

"Actually, we didn't resolve the conflict, but only fueled the arrogance of one side. It is conceivable that once a person who has obtained satisfaction from us walks out of our door, what will he look like, and what impression will others have of him .”

"That's right, maybe our good intentions played tricks on him." Ma Qing clicked his tongue.

"That's right," Liu Meiping also said, "Every time I see a customer leaving us with a smile, I feel worried for him and sweat."

"We always say that we have no purpose, but in the long run, what will others think of us? Can they trust us?" Yang Zhong asked Feng Xiaogang, spreading his hands.

"The questions you mentioned are actually theoretical questions about flattering people. I have thought about this question for a long time, but I have never found an answer. Indeed, in the practice of flattering people, this phenomenon exists in large numbers and has not been well resolved. And This phenomenon runs counter to our original intention of praising people. The problem lies in practice, but in fact the main root cause is that our theory of praising people is not perfect, and many major issues are still confused and have not been clarified.”

"Please be more specific. What you said just now means that you didn't say anything."

"It's a long story."

"It's okay, just keep the long story short." Ding Xiaolu pretended to be listening carefully.

"Just like any new thing is born out of old things, our praise is also born out of cursing, so it inevitably bears the influence and brand of the old society. Many of our flatterers, such as you, are born in curse, although they have The best wishes, but once you can’t praise people, you can’t help using idioms if you are eager to pursue the effect. You must know that scolding is an art that has a longer history than flattering people. Of course, the aesthetic needs of our objects are more important.”

"That's right, if you don't belittle others, no one will get real pleasure and satisfaction." Yu Guan interjected.

"Yeah, any flatterer can't exist without the object, just like clothes can't be separated from the body shoes can't be separated from the hair of the feet and can't be separated from the skin."

"But I think that as an excellent flatterer, you should have your own pursuit and personality, and you should not accommodate the vulgar tastes of your subjects, just like excellent pure literature writers and pure film directors never accommodate us." Ding Xiaolu said.

"You're right, and why wouldn't I want to? But we tout that art isn't exactly like other arts, it's kind of like arts and crafts—I see it that way. You can't put it all together just for appreciation." It still has to serve the public. If any art becomes a show of pure form and skill, it will lose its vitality, especially touting this fledgling art. I do not rule out that one day in the future, society will progress. To a certain extent, flattery will become an art that can only be appreciated in theaters and museums like ballet, symphony, and painting, and an art that is only suitable for performance on the stage. Even if it becomes as abstract as philosophy, it is only Wisdom monologues and language play. If that day comes, what regrets do we have for dying?"

"Mr. Feng, I find that you are quite fanciful." Meiping smiled.

"Of course, to be honest, I am actually a person living in fantasy, although my behavior is so down-to-earth. Let me tell you Meiping, I tell you from the bottom of my heart: none of us can surpass the stage of historical development. Since When you were born, you must respect reality, and don’t let the leap in understanding turn you into a madman who is out of date. To the question you just asked, I can only answer you in this way: if there is struggle, there will be sacrifice.”

"But this is unfair to other people." Ding Xiaolu said.

"Touting that there is a cruel primitive accumulation stage like capitalism, any sentimentalism can only hinder or even destroy the final determination of fairness. You are born beautiful, which is the biggest injustice to ugly girls. So, forget that life is equal. A bourgeois point of view."

Feng Xiaogang said earnestly:
"Any single drug can't be said to cure all diseases. It's like a person who is terminally ill and dying, knowing that morphine can only temporarily relieve his pain and even have adverse side effects of addiction. Would you give it to him? What about the injection? Do you want to see him struggling in pain or get some temporary peace by paralyzing him with drugs? Don’t talk about honest conscience and a sense of mission to save lives and heal the wounded. Just from the basic medical ethics of a doctor, it is duty-bound to alleviate the suffering of patients. Therefore, morality is not empty and exists in isolation from the object. It is a crime to inject morphine into a healthy person, but it is the greatest morality to inject morphine into a dying person!”

六

An American jeep came speeding from west to east.Pedestrians cycling to work on the side of the road were all shocked when they saw a smoky American general driving the car:
"Where did Xie just airdrop this? Why is no one caring about him? What about our army?"

Yu Guan and Feng Xiaogang wore sergeant military uniforms and heavy helmets on their heads. They each sat on the back seat of the jeep with a rifle in their arms.

"General, we are in Germany, please pay attention to safety." Yu Guan straightened his helmet and said loudly.

"I know it's in Germany, look at the roads cratered by our shells."

The Chinese "Barton" intentionally drove the car wildly.

"What's the next word?" Yu Guan asked Feng Xiaogang in a low voice.

Feng Xiaogang covered his mouth and said, "Ice cream."

"Oh, General, we haven't had ice cream for a week, and even 'Coca-Cola' is not original." Yu Guan said loudly.

"Let the U.S. Air Force ship it to us!" "The General" replied.

"Oh, General, I heard that all the 'Camel' cigarettes that were supplied to us were wholesaled to Belgian lords in Antwerp by those rascals in the rear."

"Even our chewing gum is chewed in the mouths of those Italian prostitutes. My mouth is so smelly that I can't even kiss those Parisian girls who welcome us." Feng Xiaogang complained, pouted.

"Wire Ike," said the General nonchalantly, "I'm going to shoot these rascals!"

Yang Zhong put on the white helmet of the American military police, and was busy passing cigarettes to the traffic police at the intersection:

"Help me, master, I will take care of you for a while."

"What film did you shoot?" the traffic policeman asked as he stepped off the platform.

"Warring."

Yang Zhong quickly stood on the guard platform, and stretched out a palm with five fingers to stop the jeep who was rushing towards him.

The jeep braked suddenly, and Yu Guan and Feng Xiaogang fell on the "general" like two bags of potatoes.Yu Guan scrambled to his feet and shouted pretentiously:

"Hey, can't you see that we are the US military?"

"Everyone must check their documents." Ma Qing stepped forward seriously with a gun in his hand, "There is information that the Germans are pretending to be American troops to sabotage."

"The General" glanced sharply at Ma Qing, spit out the cigar in his mouth with a "snap", stood up arrogantly, took out his crumpled boat cap, and brushed the bucket that Ma Qing threw on the windshield. Dust, revealing the five white five-pointed stars drawn by Yang Zhong one by one.

At the same time, Ma Qingyang stood at attention heavily, his chest straightened like a pregnant woman, and he saluted himself with a powerful and standard salute.

Yang Zhong rolled his eyes and fell to his knees on the spot, with the butt of his gun heavily on the ground.

The crowd applauded enthusiastically.

"Quickly, give me the general uniform!"

Before the jeep stopped, Yu Guan and Feng Xiaogang jumped out of the car while picking up their clothes, took the woolen trousers with gold trim and put them on their legs.

Yang Zhong and Ma Qing stumbled in from the outside, carrying a gun and sweating profusely.

"Change quickly." Yu Guan shouted at them, "Just change the epaulettes before it's too late."

The "General" is standing at the gate of the courtyard and talking intimately with the uncle in the brewery's reception room who is wearing a crumpled corporal uniform:
"How are you lately, Tom?"

"Report to the general, my wife has a letter from New Jersey, saying that our cows can't be milked again."

"Buy a new one, Tom, and I'll promote you to sergeant when the battle is over."

"Okay, General." Ding Xiaolu, who had his hair permed and dressed like a female spy, shouted, "We can start the meeting."

In the conference room, the daunting "generals" stood with their hands down.There was a sound of leather boots outside the door, and the "Admiral" in uniform walked in with a smile on his face. The two sides met each other without embarrassment. Twist—gentlemen."

"Twist and twist." The "generals" answered in one go.

"General, I really can't get a map of Germany, so I have to get a map of Shanghai and you can make do with it."

After finishing speaking, Major General Feng pulled aside the curtain on the wall with a bang, and handed a billiard stick to the "Admiral".

The "Admiral" raised his stick and poked at the map on the wall for a while, then turned around to face the "generals":
"Mr. Zhang."

"Yes!" Lieutenant General Yang stood up with his chest straight.

"Where is your unit now?"

"My troops have arrived in Zhabei."

"Commander Li."

"Yes!" Major General Ma stood up vigorously.

"Where is your unit now?"

"My troops are all in Xijiao Park."

"It's too slow. We must arrive at Xujiahui at five o'clock in the afternoon. Where is Monty's troops now?" "Admiral" turned to Major General Feng.

"They already occupied Wusong Town yesterday, and are now deploying defenses around Wujiaochang," Major General Feng replied.

"Give me [-] tons of gasoline." Yang Zhong said, "My tank will be able to reach the Bund tomorrow."

"Commander Yu."

"Yes." Yu Guan stood up from the table and threw away the cigarette he was smoking.

"Why is there no news from your armored division?"

"My Panzer Division is still in Baoshan. I was counterattacked by the SS. My troops suffered heavy losses. There were only five tanks left. My chief of staff was also killed."

"Commander Ma, you take over Commander Yu's command. Commander Yu, I approve you to go back to China for vacation. You and Nancy haven't seen each other for three years. You should go back to see her and your three children, and greet Nancy for me. "

"I fought for my party and country, I bled in North Africa, I got wounded in Utah Beach."

Yu Guan yelled in protest and walked out of the conference room.As soon as he went out, he folded his hands and lit a cigarette on the steps outside.

Ding Xiaolu, who was leaning against the wall lazily basking in the sun, asked, "Is it over?"

"Not yet." Yu Guan sat down on the steps, smoking a puff.

He coughed violently, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and gasped tearfully.

"Smoking too much." Ding Xiaolu gave him a concerned look, "Smoking less."

"Sleepy, very sleepy." Yu Guan rubbed his eyes.

"Do you really think this newspaper play has any meaning?"

"Why is it a newspaper drama? This is business." Yu glanced at her.

Ding Xiaolu sighed: "Sometimes it's scary to think about it, and we don't even have a word of truth between us."

"Aren't you in the right mood..."

"Don't tell me this!" Ding Xiaolu interrupted him, and gave Yu Guan a sharp look, "I don't want to listen to you. You make me feel confused. Now I can't see you clearly, I don't know you What are you thinking in your heart. But there is one thing I want to tell you, you can't convince me. "

Feng Xiaogang came out from inside and said to the audience: "Give me a cigarette, it's too much to hold."

Yu Guan took out the cigarette case and asked him to smoke one: "Where did you talk?"

"We still have to talk about the distribution of military supplies. Yang Zhong and Ike had a big quarrel." Feng Xiaogang lit a cigarette and went in again.

"Damn it! As long as you give me [-] tons of gasoline, I can send the children back to the United States for Christmas." Yang Zhong's voice came from the room.

"Congress does not want to end the war in [-], we are not ready to provide bread for all of Europe."

"What day is it today?" Yu Guan asked Ding Xiaolu abruptly.

"I don't know." Ding Xiaolu said, "I haven't looked at the calendar for a long time."

A man rushed in excitedly, and when he saw Yu Guan, he raised his hand to say hello:

"Hey, here I come."

Yu Guan stared at the man for a while, and recognized the ambitious cook.

"Wait a while, I will torture you when this room is finished."

"Just got off work?" Ding Xiaolu greeted him politely.

"Ask for leave, it's important." The cook said cheerfully.

"When are you going to have a meal at your restaurant?" Yu Guan said.

"No problem, just mention me, absolute discount."

"Why can't we finish here?" Ding Xiaolu waited a little impatiently, "Why are you talking so much? We agreed to return the clothes at noon."

"Is this the tiger stool for me?"

"Yes, that pile of bricks is also yours, is five yuan enough?"

"Almost, not necessarily. Don't forget that I have practiced gymnastics since I was a child."

"Sleepy, I always feel that I can't open my eyes, and I feel sleepy when I close them." Yu Guan coughed again.

"If you go on like this, you will break your body."

At this time, the door of the conference room opened, and the "generals" came out exhausted, but the "admiral" was still in good spirits and full of energy:

"Sergeant, bring my car over here!"

"Sorry, you have to return this car before noon, please go home by bicycle." Ding Xiaolu stepped forward and said, "Go slowly, you have to take off your clothes."

Liu Meiping came over with a camera, took a picture of the "admiral", and said to him: "You still come to pick up the pictures at this time tomorrow. If you want to enlarge, you can put the negatives back. This is not included."

Yu Guan stood up, patted the dirt on his butt, and greeted everyone:

"Come here, come here, everyone, let's hang this gentleman up."

The cook was still laughing, but Yang Zhong stumbled and knocked him down in the yard; the cook was hoisted to the beam by four horses, and Ma Qing shook the whip in his hand like a ghost in hell and asked, "Say, Who is your superior? Who is your subordinate?"

"I know the name and address of the superior, and I also know the name and address of the subordinate, but this is a secret of our organization and I cannot tell you."

"Are you going to tell me?" Ma Qing was too tired to shout out.

"I won't tell you if you kill me."

"Okay, then I'll kill you!"

Seven

"Why do you have a cough, Yu Guan? Do you have a cold?"

"I don't know. My throat hurts when I wake up in the morning."

"Have a headache?" Meiping put her hand on Yu Guan's forehead to test the temperature.

"I don't have a headache, and I don't have a fever, but my throat is uncomfortable, coughing."

"Maybe it's because you're tired and talk too much. If not, you can go home and rest for two days, so you don't get sick." Ma Qing also said.

"No, today is Civilization Day, and there is still so much work to do."

"Isn't it different for us to go? You'd better take a day off." Yang Zhong said.

"I can't rest easy. There are so many people to support. There is not enough manpower, and you will be exhausted. One more person can share the burden."

"Then take it easy, hold a few less, and each of us will bring out your share by holding one more." Yang Zhong came over and handed Yu Guan a cigarette.

"Let me say a few words, we have a lot of work recently, and the weather is hot. Everyone must pay attention to rest, drink plenty of water, and don't get sick. Ding Xiaolu, do you still have money?"

"A bit."

"Buy some fat sea and chrysanthemums for everyone to drink." Yu Guan ordered.

"Okay, let me say that you guys smoke less, and don't pay attention to maintaining your throat at all. If your throat is broken in our business, it's all over."

"Who are you looking for, aunt?" Liu Meiping asked an old lady who had just walked in.

"Your place is the 'Three Good' Association?"

"Yes, what's the matter, what's wrong with you all the time? Want to wander off? Please come and laugh while crying." Ma Qing greeted him with a smile.

"It's not me, it's my daughter. How dare I bother you with my mess? I've blown it all my life, and I don't want anything else."

"What's the matter with your girl?" Yang Zhong asked.

"I didn't pass the college entrance examination, and now I'm unemployed at home. An age who should be glamorous is crying all day long, and she becomes evil when she looks at it. I beg you, please persuade her and give her a few good words. It creates an impression that someone still misses her, and makes her feel that she is not bad even if it is a misunderstanding."

"Leave it to us, aunt, leave your address, we will go as soon as it gets dark." Yang Zhong took a pen and paper.

"You don't need to leave your address. When the lights are on, you go to the Tongzi River of the Forbidden City to catch them. They are like a pair of shrimps. She is alone, with a bitter gourd. She looks like she has just been raped by a gangster. of."

"Don't worry, I promise to give you back a supercilious strong woman, the kind who loves to talk and laugh so much that she can get married." Ma Qing promised, patting her chest.

"Let's go, let's go, we won't be able to turn around these few streets tonight." Yu Guan shouted.

A group of people went to the street, and when they went out, they carried them all the way without asking indiscriminately.

"Hey, come and see, this little girl looks so good-looking, she looks like a little foreigner. Is she three years old? She must be smart and tall when she grows up. I'm not surprised to break the [-]-meter world record. Look at this The two calves are as long as cranes. I have never liked children, so why am I so happy when I see this child? You have to say that parents can give birth, and they are all artists, right?"

"Wow, it's really majestic! Look at his standing posture, how standard, with that clothes, how can he not be awe-inspiring? Look! Take it easy, calm and calm, so many cars are obedient, no Is it possible to have a little vision but not a little brain? Hey comrade, thank you for everything you have done for the people of the capital."

"What a handsome popsicle cart, I spit just looking at it. Auntie, you look like a neat person. Look at your white clothes and hat, how clean it is, it looks like an angel. You can rest assured while eating your popsicles."

"Your shopping mall is really grand, and you can feel comfortable when you come in and don't buy anything."

"If the stuff is good, that's the next thing. If the salesperson is good, it's a once-in-a-lifetime event. Are you all retired stewardesses?"

"Look at how dexterous the fingers of the candy seller are. With one grasp, you can grasp a catty, a grain, no more, no less. Hey, it's like playing acrobatics. I'm dazzled by it. This hand is really not good for ordinary people. You are the March Eighth Red Flag hand?"

"Look at the gentleman who buys shoes here. He looks rich. He is rich, and he came from the right way. Can he be called dignified and rich? This suit looks like it grows on him, at least more than 1000 A block. Look at Mr. Ren’s hand, it looks like it’s not working. No matter how tall or thin a pianist is, at least he’s also a pipa player. See how he takes out his wallet. Just use two fingers to pinch it lightly. Unknowingly..., thief! Catch the thief!"

"This bus drives really steadily, like a Mercedes-Benz." Yu Guan said.

"It's more comfortable than a Mercedes-Benz. Can a Mercedes-Benz stand upright without bumping into each other?" Feng Xiaogang said.

"Buy a ticket, buy a ticket, don't wait until you get off the bus to make up for it." The conductor shouted.

"The eldest sister of the conductor is really hard, and she still has to yell all the time in the same car. If she is an irresponsible one, she will just squint and say nothing. Who will lose? The country will lose. The money will not go into the pocket of the eldest sister. If the eldest sister herself The car must be useless for us, isn’t it big sister?” Feng Xiaogang tilted his head and smiled at the conductor.

"Don't be poor with me, I've seen you like this a lot."

After getting off the bus, the two walked towards the Forbidden City with their heads held high.

"Hey, this Forbidden City is so majestic and magnificent. It's so dark that you can't see anything clearly and it's so exciting. Why do you think that the ancient working people are so hardworking and intelligent? I'm proud when I think of it. How can I be so proud? Are you Chinese?" Yu Guan was still rambling on, feeling emotional.

"Okay, where can you hear the Forbidden City?" Feng Xiaogang was tired of hearing it.

"No, I just can't stop the car. The water in this moat is like gold. The trees, the grass, the flowers, and the people are all so graceful and pitiful, making me look tender...Okay, you find the old man Is your wife a girl?"

"There's a black shadow lying on the stomach, isn't it?" Feng Xiaogang pouted in one direction of the dark place.

"It's kind of like, the little face is pale, dangling around, hurry up! Go straight to the city wall." Yu Guan ran away.

"Girl, girl!" Yu Guan shouted while running.

"Call me?" A girl who was kissing her lover pulled her mouth out and asked.

"No, not you. You go on. I'm calling the unhappy ones."

"Girl, I'll send you a few words, and I won't charge any money." Yu Guan gasped and stood still.

"Tell me." The girl who was dawdling by the city wall looked at him curiously.

"A year ago, I also hit the wall here and was rescued. Today, one year later, I feel that I was very stupid."

"How do you say that you can change? I think the most important thing for a person is to have an idea, start well and end well." The girl looked at Feng Xiaogang who had just run away.

"Here is a reason for me to tell you: because I saw you. Maybe you don't have the impression, but my memory is not wrong. When I woke up from a coma, I walked to the window of the ward, ready to jump downstairs again , I saw you. You were walking through the street, wearing a flowery skirt, like a butterfly. My tears came down at that time, there are so many beautiful things in the world, how could I be willing to die? It was So blue, so sunny, and you are so young and carefree, it seems that I am not to mention how dark and small."

"I can testify to this. When I went to see him three days later, his tears hadn't dried up. He was eating a big meal, and he said to me seriously: For you, he will live on even if he doesn't know him at all." Feng Xiaogang was so tired that he bent over and panted .

"Then why didn't you call me?"

"I'm not worthy, I'm ashamed of myself. At that time, I thought of you very highly, no matter what, you have to be a doctor just enough to let you kick. I swear that I won't see you until I look like a human being." Yu Guan is serious .

"Then have you mixed yourself up?"

"Ashamed." He looked at Feng Xiaogang blankly, "Am I a fool?"

"Let me explain. He has been secretly paying attention to you, paying attention to you. At the same time, he is working hard on the road of life and gradually realizing the seventh three-year plan he set for himself. If he didn't see that you are not right today, he would still Not showing up."

"That is to say, if I want to die well, I may never see you in my life."

"I can't be a burden in your life. If I want to be successful, I have to be the light of your life, so that you have everything you need and a happy life. You are worth it, but it is not easy for me."

"His idea is actually very noble. Either it can bring happiness to others, or it doesn't matter who it is. Why bother you to worry about him?"

"It's really noble." The girl looked at the two of them with a smile.

"No, no, it's just stupid loyalty." Yu Guan lowered his head humbly.

"Is what you said true? Why do I sound so exaggerated? It's just because I'm in a bad mood today and I need comfort. Usually, anyone who tells me that, I think he's a hooligan." The girl stiffened again. Face.

"That's because we are not good at expressing. Not only you said that, but others also said: How come good things don't sound good when you say them? We are very aware of our shortcomings." Yu Guan quickly explained.

"I said it a little insincerely, but you still understand what I mean?"

"Well, maybe he can guess half of it." The girl nodded.

"That's fine, then our goal has been achieved. In a word: your life does not belong to you. You must always think of how many irrelevant people pin their ideals on you."

"How many lives are you holding in your hands!" Feng Xiaogang added affectionately.

"I really have to think about it. What's the point of me living like this? It's like someone owes someone a lot for no reason." The girl pondered.

"Why did you say it again?" Yu Guan was shocked.

"Yeah, I lived a good life selfishly. I practiced qigong after eating enough to see if I could go through walls and ridges. Who wants to bump into you? Yunshan Wumao said such nonsense words, which made me feel alive. I feel as if I have committed a great crime. I am unlucky that I did not choose a day to go out today."

The girl twisted her face and walked away, leaving the two of them standing there blankly.

"Did it fail? Did it come out? How can I explain to the parents?"

"I just can't figure it out, how can a person be killed?" Yu Guan squatted on the ground with his head in his arms.

"I really feel that my ability is limited, no, I can't do this job." Yu Guan burst into tears as he said, "Let's find a comrade who is more capable than me."

"What's wrong with him?" Ding Xiaolu asked Feng Xiaogang who came back with Yu Guan.

"That person didn't praise him well at night, and he felt uncomfortable." Feng Xiaogang said.

"No, I won't do it, I won't do anything!" Yu Guan walked up and down the room angrily, thinking about it, tears came down again, "Why am I so stupid? I can't do such a small thing well. "

"Everyone stumbles sometimes." Ding Xiaolu comforted him, "I haven't done it before, I just fumbled for it, and I can't be too hard on myself."

"But the masses place such high hopes on us, how can I be worthy of others like this?"

"It's not like you, Yu Guan." Yang Zhong stepped forward, "This is not your character, how can you shrink back when encountering difficulties? You are a spring, don't forget."

"But I really can't do this job well, I'm under too much pressure, my nerves..."

"Enough! Don't look at your soft bones!" Feng Xiaogang interrupted him with a yell, "If you can't do well, others can do well? Aren't we all gradually matured and experienced in the process of staggering? I really didn't expect you to be such a person, who can't bear even a little setback. Well, if we don't do it, we won't do it! Go home and recuperate! Be wise and protect yourself! Let your own temper... "

Feng Xiaogang also shed tears as he spoke: "Don't I have my own temper? Don't I have personal hobbies? But if we don't do it, who will do it? The masses are all waiting for us."

Everyone was silent, and Yu Guan lowered his head.

Feng Xiaogang walked up to Yu Guan, looked at him kindly and said:

"I understand you, and it's hard enough for you. But have you thought about how much it would affect the morale of your comrades if you wavered and flinched at this moment? What kind of person would you be?"

Yu Guan was startled.

"Think about it, think about it before going to bed at night." Feng Xiaogang wiped away his tears and left.

"Go to sleep." Ding Xiaolu said to Yu Guan who had been sitting under the lamp in a daze.

"I can't sleep." Yu Guan sighed and turned around, "Mr. Feng's words weigh heavily on his heart."

"Don't think about it, hurry up and sleep."

"Am I really wrong?" Yu Guan asked Ding Xiaolu.

"Ask yourself." Ding Xiaolu said.

"It's just that I can't figure it out. I think I'm right. I do feel that I'm not up to the job of flattering people. To tell you the truth, I have more and more doubts about myself. Who is I benefiting by doing this? The smoother the work , my heart is getting more and more panicked."

"you are right."

"But if I'm right, then Mr. Feng is wrong. Could Mr. Feng be wrong? I really dare not think about it..."

Eight

"No, no, we cannot accept your request. I think there is something wrong with your motive. This is not a fun thing, but a career full of hardships, blood and tears, and requires great dedication." Yu Guan looked listlessly said a child.

"I just treat this as a career. You think I don't study well, and I fail every homework. Even my grandpa and grandma are worried: What can this child do when he grows up? He doesn't know anything except sweet talk." Child Plausible words.

"You're wrong, our job is not something that can be done with a sweet mouth. We don't want uneducated people. I suggest you go back to school first. If you want to be a flatterer in the future, come to us after graduating from college. At least you have to I have a junior college degree. Little classmate, my little classmate, any job requires scientific and cultural knowledge, otherwise you will accomplish nothing. Go back, study hard, learn the ability to serve the people first, and then talk about other things. You are smart, and you are smart at first sight, except You can learn everything else about nuclear physics. Maybe you will be cured of AIDS in the future—you can benefit mankind!"

"Hey, Baokang is here. I haven't seen you for a long time. Why are you smiling as soon as you enter the door? Who are you following here? Hey, Mr. Zhao, you are younger. When you meet me on the street, I have to treat you as your son." Ma Qing smiled and got up to greet him.

"I heard that you guys have changed to flatterers? I'm looking for someone to brag about me everywhere, and I feel that I need this. Come on, brag about me, I'll still be the same as in the past, paying a high price. You guys are all covered, Don’t pick up other customers—how much is it a day?” Baokang smiled and shook hands with each other, and sat down in a grandiose manner.

"We don't sell it." Yu Guan replied.

"Don't say nothing, first ask how much I can offer."

"We don't sell 1 taels of silver a day, and we still greet each other with a smile if we don't spend a big one. We are serving the people."

"Yo yo, it looks real."

"I didn't expect our consciousness to improve so quickly, did you? Do you think we've been fooling around for two years? Teacher Zhao, sit down, how are you doing now? If you need our help, just say so." Yu Guan sneered and turned to Zhao Yaoshun.

"It's okay, I just came to see you with Baokang, everything is fine."

"It's all good. We were talking about it two days ago. I haven't seen Mr. Zhao show up in public. I'm afraid he invited a foreign country to give a speech."

"What's the matter, you don't accept me anyway, do you have a problem with me?" Baokang knocked on the table.

"No, you need us to treat you like other guests. Just don't mention money, it hurts feelings." Yu Guan said tactfully.

"I need it!" Baokang raised his face.

"Ma Qing, Yang Zhong, you hold a treasure." Yu Guan stood up and stepped aside.

"Tell me Baokang, what do you want to praise?" Yang Zhong stared at Baokang and asked.

"Don't be embarrassed, Mr. Zhao, your superb character is already well-known and cannot be overturned."

"For me, I envied a certain profession since I was a child, but by accident, it became what it is now. It's not that it's bad now, but you are a sensible person, and you know how much childhood dreams can affect a person's life."

"I know, I know, you go on."

"Hey, I'm so sorry."

"Look, Mr. Zhao, I'm tired of your intellectual temperament: shyness. Come on, why are you still hiding your head and tail with me? Even if you say that you want to be a snitch, my impression of you is also magnificent .”

"Put your ears close, and I'll tell you, I just want to be the Gestapo who catches people at night!"

"Hey, Teacher Zhao, why do you think the same as me?"

"You think so too?"

"That's right. Wearing a black leather coat and top hat, knocking on people's doors politely after twelve o'clock at night."

"That's right! After knocking on the door and entering, you will still be polite as usual, apologize first before arresting people, and don't forget to admire the oil paintings on the wall, and compliment the artistic atmosphere of the master's house and the beauty and dignity of the wife. It is obvious that you are doing dirty things." With a very high level of cultural literacy.”

"There should also be a piece of Bach on the piano."

"That's right! Have another glass of champagne with your wife, and talk about Picasso and Monet. Even the threats are quite elegant, and you can distinguish them from those traitors and spies by speaking high-society French!"

"That's right! What kind of woven silk jacket and mercury mirror are much inferior to fur coats and top hats."

"Do you find this difficult?"

"It's not difficult at all. A few fur coats are easy to make up, and I can borrow a top hat."

"But I don't want to arrest ordinary Chinese people, I just want to break into a foreign couple's house as an uninvited guest."

"Is it okay for minorities? I know an Uzbek who often pretends to be a foreigner and enters and exits the Friendship Store, and no one dares to stop him."

"Just like it, the main thing is to find that feeling."

"Where is the letter? Show me the letter. It's for me. Why don't you withhold it—bring it here!" Baokang was in a hurry, and rushed over to search for Yang Zhong.

"The letter is in Swedish. You can't understand it. I'll translate it for you later and give it to you."

"I want to read the original text. I don't know Swedish but I know English."

"Then I will have to wait until I go to Rongbaozhai to frame it for you and send it in a frame. You must hide this letter well, otherwise the museum will definitely come looking for you."

"I don't donate, I definitely don't. After I die, my grandson will be able to take this letter to Sotheby's auction."

"Hey, Baokang, when I read the newspaper that day, there were two people arguing over you. One said you were Li Bai, and the other said you were Du Fu. Who do you think you are?" Ma Qing asked.

"Is there anyone better than the two of them? I am the better one."

"The two are still arguing. One said that your work has a lifespan of 1000 years, and the other said that it is only 99 years. Which one of them do you think is more accurate?"

"My old man underestimated me. I think at least his life span is not shorter than Empress Li's. He just said 'a river of spring water flows eastward'. I have a lot of philosophy besides worrying like him. No, I can't talk to you guys anymore." , Just chatting has delayed the business, hey, does any of you know the phone number of the Swedish embassy?"

"Check 114." Yang Zhong said.

"I asked in Chinese, can they tell me?"

"Have an accent."

"I think they are really irresponsible. It took so long for the letter to be sent and there was no reply, and they didn't know how to make a telex to check. Why do they trust the efficiency of China Post so much?"

"How dare you treat Comrade Baokang like this? Isn't this a trick?" Yu Guan was furious.

"Just kidding." Yang Zhong argued.

"What are you kidding? Work is work, so how can you make a joke? He took it seriously when you joked, and rushed to the Swedes for a meal. How can your self-esteem bear it? This is a serious violation of morality!"

"Baokang owes this. If we don't give him bricks, he will grab his dick and jump into the air."

"He is him, you are you. I don't care what the customers are, but I ask my staff to abide by professional ethics. If you violate this, I will criticize you! As a flatterer, I will make more comments to you. How can high requirements be confused with ordinary people?"

"Yu Guan, don't be angry." Ding Xiaolu persuaded.

"I'm not angry, but sad. I've mentioned the issue of praise again and again, and it's heartbreaking that something like this still happens now! You don't hear my words. Don't you think you're great? You're smarter than others. Cursing people around the corner, right? You know what you lost when you succeeded in a small way? You lost the kindness of being a human being!"

"Don't talk about Yu Guan, didn't you see that both of them were about to shed tears?"

"I'm crying now, didn't I feel very proud at the beginning? You are capable, you go, I don't need people who like to play tricks here! This is a serious job, and I don't allow it to be treated with a non-serious attitude!"

"We were wrong." Yang Zhong said.

"I won't dare next time." Ma Qing also said.

"Give them a chance to correct their mistakes, Yu Guan. God will forgive young people for making mistakes." Meiping also pleaded for them both.

"Let them write a self-examination, deeply understand where they are wrong, why they are wrong, and dig out the root of their thoughts. It is impossible to completely correct their mistakes if they admit their mistakes, but they will not know where they are wrong. They may make mistakes in the future when they have the opportunity. I It’s not against you two, I hate this kind of behavior. Is there too much love and understanding in this world? We are angels who spread love and care to the world!”

"I'm sorry for the organization, I'm sorry for the people who gave birth to me and raised me." Ma Qing cried first.

"Cry, let the tears of regret wash away the dirt in your soul, and apologize to Baokang after crying, and apologize sincerely, so as to win others' forgiveness." Feng Xiaogang said softly on the side.

"Hey, we'll go after crying." Ma Qing nodded repeatedly.

Yu Guan stood up with a heavy heart and said to everyone:
"Comrades, through the mistakes made by Yang Zhong and Ma Qing this time, we all have to learn a lesson. In the future work, we must not mix personal feelings, and we must not treat customers according to personal preferences. When we do this work, we are To be wronged and ravaged. Some people who don’t understand our work may satirize, sarcasm or even insult us. Everyone must treat it correctly. You must know that the whole meaning of our work lies in one point: to build other people’s joy on your own pain Above—am I right, Mr. Feng?"

"You brilliantly summed up what I thought but couldn't express clearly." Mr. Feng nodded solemnly.

nine

In the morning, it was raining heavily, and the room was as dark as dusk. There was a thunder, and lightning pierced the sky.Yu Guan, who was sleeping, woke up suddenly, looked around in horror, and then fell asleep again, his face was full of tiredness.

Outside, Ding Xiaolu stood under the eaves watching the rain.Liu Meiping came treading water under an umbrella.

"Is Yu Guan asleep?" she asked Ding Xiaolu.

"Just fell asleep." Ding Xiaolu said softly, "Coughed all night, I gave him two sleeping pills in the morning."

"Thank God, I finally fell asleep." Liu Meiping crossed himself reverently, "God bless him to sleep more."

Ding Xiaolu looked at her and smiled: "When did you believe in this?"

Liu Meiping smiled sheepishly: "I went to the doctor in a hurry."

Ma Qing and Yang Chonghe held an umbrella, jogging and jogging all the way across the water.Ma Qing asked loudly:

"Does it look good?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, just fell asleep." Ding Xiaolu said with his hand on his lips.

"But we need to find him urgently." Yang Zhong said.

"Is the sky falling? You can go in two hours before the sky falls." Ding Xiaolu looked down at the watch on his wrist, "He's too tired."

Yu Guan fell into a deep sleep on the bed, sleeping very painfully, moaning and moaning, grinding his teeth constantly, his face was grim and gloomy, and the quilt fell to the ground.

Liu Meiping gently picked up the quilt and covered him. He woke up suddenly, opened his bloodshot eyes and asked:

"which one?"

"I, Mei Ping, your quilt has fallen off."

Yu Guan looked angry, got up and asked: "Can I sleep for a while? Am I asking too much? Who uses you to show courteousness-you stand outside for me!"

Meiping ran out crying.

Ding Xiaolu ran in after hearing the sound: "What's the matter? Who are you angry with? Go back to sleep."

She stepped forward to help Yu Guan to lie down.

Yu Guan picked up a cigarette: "Don't sleep anymore, just woke up again after closing my eyes."

He saw Ma Qing Yang Chong poking his head at the door: "Who is that poking around the door?"

"Oh, it was Yang Zhong and the others who came to report to you. I stopped them and told them to come back in two hours."

"Call them in, come on, come on." Yu Guan waved to them.

The two entered the room with a smile.

Feng Xiaogang hurried over from the street wearing a raincoat and crossing the road. When he saw Meiping standing under the eaves wiping tears, he stopped and asked with concern:

"What's the matter, kid? Why are you crying here?"

After knowing the whole story, he criticized Meiping kindly: "Comrade Yu Guan should be allowed to sleep. I won't bother Comrade Yu Guan when he sleeps. Okay, okay, it's understandable for him to get angry, and we all have to be considerate of him." , don't be sad."

Feng Xiaogang stepped into the room and greeted Yu Guan with a smile: "Oh, there are so many people here."

"What's the matter, Mr. Feng?" Yu Guan asked him with a smile.

"Don't be busy talking, you rest first."

"Where is there still time to rest? Let's talk when we come." Yu Guan said with a smile.

"How is Comrade Yu Guan's health recently?" Feng Xiaogang asked Ding Xiaolu.

"Not good." Ding Xiaolu said, "I always cough and can't sleep well at night."

"I want to criticize you, Yu Guan. You can't work so hard anymore. You want to be the second Li Wenhua!"

"I can't break it." Yu Guanle said with a chuckle.

"Don't be brave, we are not young anymore." Feng Xiaogang warned him half-truthfully.Then he said with a smile as if he had just remembered: "I came over just now and saw Meiping wiping tears outside the door alone. I don't know what happened."

Yu Guan sighed, and said to Ding Xiaolu, "Let her in."

Meiping moved into the room sobbing, refusing to come to Yu Guan's bed.

"Come here." Yu Guan sighed after pulling her, "I just said something to you, you are so wronged. I am also in a hurry. I fell asleep and woke up by you. Don't cry, are you Kindness. I'm going to criticize you, I shouldn't get angry."

"I'm not wronging myself, I just hate that I'm so blind, but I'm troublesome just after you fall asleep-I love you so much!"

Just as Yu Guan was about to get out of bed, he felt dizzy, his legs went limp, and he fell onto Ding Xiaolu.

"Oh," Ding Xiaolu exclaimed as soon as he touched his hand, "you are burning hot, don't go out again today."

"Yeah, don't go out today, let's take a day off." Everyone also persuaded.

"How can I lie down?" Yu Guan said sincerely to everyone, "When I close my eyes, there are so many pairs of eyes full of hope and longing. Feel the nostalgia; Comrade Wang has been bullied all his life and just wants to be a knight in his lifetime; Ms. Liu doesn't care about money or power, but just hopes to go out one day to be watched by people; Lao Qin is such an honest and honest person, I never thought about it What good do I get for myself, is to see the section chief working hard and having no fun in his spare time, and wanting to make him happy for a day—do I have the heart to let them down?"

"Go, go," everyone said with tears in their eyes, "let's fulfill him."

Section Chief Guan was a hard-headed person at first glance. He was upright and had a clean sleeve. When he entered the restaurant and saw a table full of chicken, duck and fish, he frowned.

"What did you ask me to do?"

"I have nothing to want to get acquainted with you." Yu Guan coughed, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, got up and greeted him, "I heard that you are clean and honest in government, simple and generous, both upholding principles and full of human kindness, a cadre at your level is an excellent representative.”

"Who are you listening to?"

"All the comrades who have worked under you will spread the word about your deeds after they are transferred away. Can we not hear a little about it when we were born at the same time as you?"

"It is said that you are a humble person who dare not forget to worry about the country, and people are not afraid of the shadow. Since you started working, you have handed over hundreds of thousands of RMB alone, countless cigarettes, alcohol, sugar and tea, and no Spring Festival is spent at home. I cried The seven times you saw three generations of comrades living under the same roof, or the rain leaked from the roof of your subordinates, everyone counted it for you." Yang Zhong continued.

"I said that you have great ambitions since you were young. When you were in elementary school, you rescued children who fell into the water and caught saboteurs. You are not idle when you grow up. You are a good soldier when you are a soldier, and you are a good worker when you are a worker. How can you be a good cadre when you are a cadre? I went to fight the fire when I had nothing to do, and bravely wrote a diary with hundreds of thousands of words and translated an English dictionary. The Chinese Writers Association almost recruited you." Ma Qing added the icing on the cake.

"That's why we admire you very much, and we vowed in private to learn from you and take you as our example. We are ashamed to be compared to you."

Section Chief Guan sneered: "Don't do this! Where did you all come from a group of sycophants? You came here to flatter me for no reason, can I believe that you have no purpose?"

"It's really aimless, I just think you are very nice." Ding Xiaolu also said.

"You don't need to tell me, I know what I did. You just know that I don't accept bribes, why didn't you find out that I'm not flattered?"

"Isn't it okay to praise it from the bottom of my heart?" Mei Ping asked naively.

"Not at all!" Chief Guan slashed down with his right hand forcefully.

"I don't agree with your point of view. This is because you are selfish. You just want to maintain a good reputation for yourself. Think about it, how many people like you are worthy of praise now? How do the masses know what to praise? What's wrong? How can the righteousness of the society be established? This is not just for you, but for a direction. I think we people should have a sense of social responsibility in addition to keeping ourselves clean." Feng Xiaogang stood up with awe-inspiring righteousness, Loudly.

"I recognize you. I've heard of you. Are you a bunch of professional flatterers?" Section Chief Guan sneered, walked up to Feng Xiaogang with his hands behind his back, and looked at him.

"It doesn't matter what we do, what matters is whether we are right? If you are a bad person, a corrupt official, then we will be spanked for what we do."

"Put away your rhetoric! Who wants to listen to your nonsense? Don't think you are doing it very cleverly. I have already recognized who you are. Let me remind you, it is dangerous for you to go on like this. What tricks are you doing? ?”

"..."

"Young people don't learn well, and they love to play tricks on crooked doors and ramps. Look around you, so many outstanding young people are working diligently in their respective positions and contributing to the progress of the nation and society. Only You are the only ones who are idle and do not do business. You are just messing around all day long. You can’t keep on messing around, and you actually want to live by being a helper and flattering others. Do you know that there is shame in the world? Your parents’ face has been embarrassing to you! Don’t talk about it. Now that you are a reliable successor to the revolutionary cause, do you still have a taste of the youth of New China? Are you still human?"

Section Chief Guan was filled with righteous indignation and was so angry that everyone bowed their heads and remained silent.Meiping blushed.

Yu Guan couldn't help coughing violently.

For a moment, Yu Guan panted, looked at everyone with tears in his eyes, and everyone secretly looked at him, only Feng Xiaogang nodded to him trustingly and encouragingly.

Yu Guan: "It's been a long time since I heard such sharp criticism."

"That's right." Yang Zhong looked up at Chief Guan and said, "It's time for someone to shout at us like that."

"Is that right?" Section Chief Guan said worriedly, "My words may be a bit harsh, but I can't keep myself from getting excited when I see you like this."

"Although you speak harshly, it's actually for our own good, isn't it everyone?" Yu Guan coughed again and again and bent over.

"That's right," Ma Qing said, "Some people always praise us, but in fact they don't mean what they say, and they don't know what to think. You are the one who really cares about us and loves us."

"Love is so deep and hate so deeply." Ding Xiaolu added, "Hate iron is not steel."

"It's good that you can understand the problem in this way. I'm not afraid of offending you. It doesn't matter if you have a grudge, or you go home and scold me behind your back. I will say what I have."

"Why would you scold you? We want others to treat us frankly. Good is good, bad is bad. The more frank and rude we are, the more we respect him." Yu Guan struggled and said vigorously.

"It's rare to hear sincere opinions these days. Even if you spend a lot of money, no one will tell you." Feng Xiaogang added at the right time.

"Don't look at Section Chief Guan scolding us, but I really think it's right to invite Section Chief Guan to dinner today—it's worth it!" Ma Qing slapped the table.

"I just have such an ugly temper, and it's no wonder some people say I'm unkind. I tell these people openly that I'm just unkind! I don't think this kind of favor is close."

"Actually, this is just the latest favor you have! You are all like them, and I am afraid that you will lose your basic belief in being a human being in the end." Everyone agreed unanimously.

"Chief Guan." Yu Guan held his hand, "Can you leave me an address? I'll come to your house someday and have a good chat with you. Your words are very enlightening to me and make me think deeply. I really want to find an opportunity to talk to you about my distress. In fact, I am very empty and at a loss. I am very disgusted with many phenomena in society, and I can’t find a way to solve them. When a monk hits the clock one day, he betrays the people and indulges himself..."

"Is this wrong? There are two attitudes towards bad phenomena: one is negative and the other is positive. Let's make an appointment and come someday, and I would love to chat with you. You are all very smart , I really don’t want to see you ruin your intelligence. Our career needs young people, and young people are the sun at eight or nine o’clock in the morning. Hope is placed on you... What’s wrong with you?”

Yu Guan rolled his eyes, passed out, and fell into the generous and warm arms of Chief Guan.

"What's the matter with him?" Section Chief Guan screamed, and retreated. If Yang Chong hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands to support Yu Guan, he would have fallen to the ground and bled.

Everyone gathered around, hurriedly lifted Yu Guan to lie on the sofa, pinched his face and pinched him.

Liu Meiping said to Section Chief Guan: "He has had a fever for several days and has been working hard despite his illness. Didn't you see that his voice is hoarse?"

"Wake up, wake up." Everyone called Yu Guan anxiously.

Yu Guan slowly opened his eyes under everyone's call, and when he woke up, he grabbed Section Chief Guan and said hoarsely:
"Your words speak to my heart..."

"Okay!" Yang Zhong was in a hurry, and shouted at him, "There are still us here, so don't worry about work." After speaking, tears fell down.

Yu Guan passed out again.

"Call an ambulance, call an ambulance." Feng Xiaogang shouted gruffly.

"That's how he is," Meiping cried, stomping her feet, "I always pretend to be someone else but not myself."

When Yu Guan woke up, he was already lying in the snow-white ward with an infusion bottle hanging on his arm, and the surroundings were quiet.He saw Yang Zhong's face staring at him intently.

"Remember what happened?"

Yu Guan shook his head feebly.

"You passed out on the support post."

There was a burst of laughter, and Ding, Feng, Ma, and Liu all rushed into the ward with flowers and fruits, and gathered around to greet each other.

"I'll show you something, you'll definitely like it."

Meiping showed off a pennant with scarlet brocade and golden tassels, and wrote eight big golden characters: glib tongue, dazzling hype.

"There are also plaques." Ma Qing said happily.

Yu Guan opened his mouth with difficulty, and murmured: "We did what we should do, how much honor the masses have given us."

"Yes, we can't be complacent." Yang nodded emphatically, "The plaque and pennant are all spurs."

"Yu Guan," Feng Xiaogang said while sitting on the bed, "we all discussed it. If you are tired and sick from work, we will do something for you. Just tell us what you want, and we will make you happy."

"Let's talk, you should enjoy it." Everyone said in unison, "By the way, we still don't know what your life dream is? To be an ambassador? To be a performing artist?"

Everyone rushed to ask questions.

Yu Guan's mouth twitched.

"What did you say?" Ding Xiaolu put his ear up.

After a while, she raised her head and looked at everyone seriously: "He wants to sleep."

The smiles on everyone's faces disappeared, and they tiptoed out of the ward one by one.

(Originally published in "Harvest" No. 1992, 2)
(End of this chapter)