Scarlet Romance

Chapter 4
Shichahai Ice Rink was the most fashionable place back then, so don’t be too ostentatious when you get here, because this is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden, and there are plenty of big masters.If you see an unremarkable guy challenge you on the ice rink, don't underestimate the enemy. Maybe this guy is a well-known tough guy in the area in front of his house.

Zhong Yuemin had seen one before. This old man would come every night. He was dressed in ragged clothes, with a Shaoxing-style felt hat on his head, and a ragged blue apron tied around his waist.His skates are also very strange, they are actually a pair of felt boots commonly seen in Northeast China, and a pair of Black Dragon brand ball knives are tied to the felt boots in a haphazard manner with hemp rope.This person's skating skills are excellent, and he can perform various difficult movements without any effort, attracting crowds of onlookers.Once when he played ice hockey with Zhong Yuemin, he dribbled the ball like a loach with a single-handed ice hockey stick.Before that, Zhong Yuemin always thought that he was a master, but this time he was beaten stupidly, and he didn't even touch the ball after playing for a long time.Later he learned that this person, nicknamed "Sanyuanzi", was a stubborn lord in the Xidan area.He is a garbage collector. Every time the ice rink is over, he has to work the night shift. His job is to use a shovel to shovel the garbage onto the truck, and then follow the truck to the garbage dump in the suburbs to unload the truck.This person has the demeanor of the "beat generation". He wears tattered work clothes as the fashion, and looks unconventional among the generals and school uniforms.Don't look at this Sanyuanzi as a garbage worker, "veterans" and hooligans all agree with him.Once a group of newcomers came to the ice rink, and they saw San Yuanzi dressed like a beggar, so they wanted to make fun of him, but they got angry and were beaten by No.

In 1968, if the Beijing naughty man mainly did not go to the ice rink, then he was not qualified to call himself the naughty one.In addition to the functions of playing and playing, the ice rink also has a very important function, that is, socializing.Since the recalcitrants are people in the Jianghu, they always want to make friends with heroes from all over the world. The more people you know, the greater your influence.If you want to become a famous person among stubborn masters, besides showing loyalty and making friends with many people, you must also be ruthless, otherwise, who will convince you?Like Song Jiang in "Water Margin", he only knows how to practice hypocrisy, but he doesn't have any kung fu. This kind of person will not be able to eat in 1968.

Every time Zhong Yuemin came to the ice rink, he couldn't go skating for the first half an hour, he had to socialize first.He has too many acquaintances, and the etiquette is exhausted, shaking hands with this one, smoking a cigarette with that one, if two gangsters he knows at the same time get into a fight, he has to be a peacemaker and tell both parties And make peace.His self-esteem is relatively strong. If one party refuses to give him face and insists on beating him, Zhong Yuemin will feel that the other party is not very sensible. He doesn't even give Zhong Yuemin face.Often he joined the fight by persuasion, helping one side fight the other.

Yuan Jun is a pure militant, and he gets so excited when he sees others quarreling. It doesn't matter who he fights with. Yuan Jun has already practiced the slogan "the most important thing is to participate" a few years later.

At the entrance of the ice rink, Zhong Yuemin met a few buddies who lived in Hongxia's apartment, and they were chatting, when Zheng Tong slid over excitedly: "Yuemin, those two girls are here again."

Zhong Yuemin hurriedly bid farewell to those buddies: "Oh, I'm sorry, I have some serious business there, see you later."

Li Yanjun from Hongxia Apartment joked: "What business do you have, isn't it just filming your wife? Be careful, don't film bombs."

Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun supported each other and were carefully practicing skating.Zhong Yuemin and his group galloped from a distance at a sprint speed, and stopped across the skates in front of the girls. The skates scraped white ice mist on the ice.Zhou Xiaobai looked up and saw Zhong Yuemin, he was slightly taken aback, and then showed a mischievous smile.Last time she played a trick on Zhong Yuemin, she was a little embarrassed.

Zhong Yuemin looked at Zhou Xiaobai, shook his head, and sighed: "It's not interesting, it's really not interesting."

Zhou Xiaobai pretended not to understand, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"I left without even saying hello that day. After all, I am your coach, right? My students are being bullied, can I, the coach, ignore it? The coach stepped forward and was almost beaten. , but as for the students, they don't even have a shadow. It's so chilling, who will dare to do good deeds in the future?"

Luo Yun said with a smile: "Didn't you say that you are going to hold a study class for others? You are not going to fight, how can you be beaten?"

Yuan Jun explained: "We tried hard to reason with those bad boys and helped them change their ways, but those boys didn't want to get in at all, and they wanted to beat us. We had no choice but to stand up and defend ourselves."

Zhou Xiaobai was very puzzled: "I've been talking about fighting for a long time. I really don't understand. What's the matter with you boys? You simply regard fighting as a kind of fun, and you're so cruel. You don't even count hands, you even use knives. I want to ask, what do you think?"

Zhong Yuemin scratched his scalp and thought for a while: "I haven't thought about this question, because everyone is like this. If you are honest, others will bully you. If you don't want to fight, you can only choose to be beaten. For example, you Walking on the street, a group of people come across, you take a look at them, what do you think they will say?"

"How to say?"

"'What the hell are you doing? Are you looking for a cigarette?' Listen, is this a human language?"

Zhou Xiaobai sighed: "It's so barbaric. Why do boys nowadays look like aggressive roosters? I remember it was not like this before. At that time, everyone in school compared who had the best homework, who had both good morals and academics, and talked the most. is ideal."

Zhong Yuemin secretly laughed in his heart, this silly girl, what year has it been in the imperial calendar, who still talks about ideals these days?He sneered, "Isn't that the time when the revisionist education line ruled the school? Now if someone says I'm a good boy, it sounds like a curse to me."

Yuan Jun also put on a look of experience in the world: "Now we are talking about who can fight, who dares to risk his life, whoever is black, whoever has a share."

Zhong Yuemin continued: "Of course, fighting is our specialty, and we are quite dedicated. We can listen to music and read books in our spare time. Have you read "The Count of Monte Cristo"? regret."

Zhou Xiaobai nodded in agreement: "I've read it. We have this book at home. It's pretty good."

Zhong Yuemin's eyes lit up when he heard it: "Do you have it at home? That's great, can you lend me a look?"

"Didn't you just say you've seen it? Have you seen it?"

"A buddy lent me this book. I could only read it for one night, and I had to return it the next morning. I read it all night, and only read more than half of it. I didn't know the story behind it. Hit your head against the wall."

"Oh, that's right, then I can consider, if you behave well, I will lend it to you."

Zhong Yuemin really likes this book, but this is not his purpose. Borrowing books is the best excuse. If you borrow a book, you will pay it back. If you come and go, you can do anything.He made a gesture of excitement: "Really? Then I must perform well, and ask the party and the people to test me in the struggle. By the way, the ballet of "Red Detachment of Women" is about to be performed. Do you want to watch it?" He made a last effort As far as he could tell, according to his calculations, as long as he showed such a tight ballet ticket, the girl would be settled.

Sure enough, Zhou Xiaobai blushed with excitement: "Do you have a ticket? That's great. I have loved ballet since I was a child, and I even went to a junior class to learn it."

Zhong Yuemin said triumphantly: "Look, I'm not a coach in vain, right? He taught you skating, and showed you ballet. You've caught up with all the good things. That book..."

"Don't be so pretentious, isn't it just two broken tickets? I don't care if you don't take me there. Hmph, I'm annoyed when people bargain with me."

Zheng Tong didn't like to hear it anymore: "What? Broken ticket, is it easy to get this ticket? We queued up for a whole night, and my brothers were as cold as grandchildren. In the middle of the night, Yuan Jun and I were so sleepy that we couldn't bear it anymore. After squinting in the doorway of a store for a while, Zhong Yuemin's grandson came over with a brick, and the glass of his store was smashed with a brick..."

Zhong Yuemin hurriedly interrupted: "I said time is running out, and the show will be over in an hour. You have to hurry up and practice. Now that I am officially teaching, you have to study hard. To put it bluntly, the level of the two of you is really good enough Let me lose my place, when people ask who is the coach, some people say it is Zhong Yuemin, where can I put my old face? There is no way, I have to teach at this level, who will make me feel responsible?"

Zhou Xiaobai curled his mouth: "Zhong Yuemin, are you poor or not, who cares about your poor coach?"

Yuan Jun slid over in a hurry: "Yuemin, there are two groups of scoundrels over there, Du Weidong from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Lei Lei from Hepingli."

Du Weidong is Zhong Yuemin's buddy, he can't ignore it, the first battle here has been won, there is no need to miss it, he is about to leave.

Knowing that they were going to fight again, Zhou Xiaobai quickly tried to stop him: "Zhong Yuemin, why did you leave? Do you still teach me how to skate?"

"Come back and teach later."

"Don't fight, okay?"

"No, Du Weidong is my friend, can I ignore it?"

"Zhong Yuemin, if you have to go, ignore me from now on." Zhou Xiaobai said angrily.

Zhong Yuemin just took it as nonsense, this girl is mentally ill, and she has taken care of others before she can do anything, even if Zhong Yuemin's father is here, he can't help but go.

He ignored Zhou Xiaobai, turned around and slid towards the noisy place with Yuan Jun and others.

Among the many stubborn masters in the capital, Du Weidong is considered an unusual figure. First of all, his origin is very problematic.In the circle of cadres' children, it is very important who the old man is from which mountain, it is related to where you come from.For example, when two cadre children who did not know each other before met for the first time and wanted to "climb the road", they first asked "Which part did your father belong to?" This generally refers to which unit their parents belonged to during the Anti-Japanese War.It is reasonable for the children of cadres to set the time coordinates during the Anti-Japanese War, because the cadres who participated in the revolution during the Anti-Japanese War had become popular after the founding of New China, and before the "Cultural Revolution", their ranks were generally above the bureau level.As for the cadres who participated in the revolution after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War in 1945, one was younger and the other was lower in rank.In the eyes of some high-ranking cadres' children, the cadres who participated in the work during the Liberation War were not worth mentioning, because at that time the most difficult period for the Communist Party had passed, and its scale had reached a large scale, and the army had reached millions of people.The children of cadres talk about "climbing the road", talking about their family background during the Anti-Japanese War or the Red Army.They have some rules for "climbing the road". If your father belongs to the New Fourth Army system, the other party must first ask which detachment or division it belongs to.This kind of questioning is very expert.If you open your mouth and say, "My father was in the Fifth Division of the New Fourth Army in 1938," you will be scolded.Because of the formation of the New Fourth Army, the Southern Anhui Incident in 1941 became a watershed.Before the Southern Anhui Incident, there were four detachments below the military headquarters. After the Southern Anhui Incident, the New Fourth Army was declared a "rebel army" by the Kuomintang Military Commission, and its designation was revoked. It was rebuilt by the Communist Party itself.The rebuilt New Fourth Army was expanded into 4 divisions and 7 independent brigade, so the New Fourth Army in 1 did not have a divisional system.If their parents belonged to the Eighth Route Army system, they should ask which military region they belonged to and which division they belonged to. The reason is that most of the main forces of the Eighth Route Army were concentrated in the Jinchaji area in the early days of the War of Resistance. The Jinchaji Military Region was established by the Eighth Route Army on April 1938 In July, the first military region established after the strategic deployment was completed in North China, with several military divisions under its jurisdiction.Don't underestimate this humble military division. When the People's Liberation Army awarded ranks in 1938, most of the military division commanders and political commissars were awarded the rank of general, and they became "big border officials" with heavy troops in their hands.

The children of ordinary people think that the children of cadres have mental problems. When two people who don't know each other meet, they open their mouths and say, "What district is your father from?" Isn't this stupid?From this point of view, not everyone can enter the circle of cadres' children. With just a few simple conversations, if you don't have some basic knowledge of party history and military history, you will be exposed immediately. , Military history is self-taught.

Du Weidong's origin has nothing to do with "districts". He is not Chinese at all, but a pure Japanese.His father, Du Yuanheigorang, was a foreign expert invited by the Bureau of Foreign Languages ​​Translation and Compilation. He had worked in China for a long time. Du Weidong grew up in Beijing since he was a child, and he could speak Beijing dialect. Before the "Cultural Revolution", his name was not Du Weidong, and no one can remember what it was called, but it was a Japanese name anyway. When the Red Guard movement started in 1966, there were foreign students in universities and key middle schools in Beijing.These foreign students were also inevitably involved in the "Cultural Revolution".Du Weidong, who was in the second year of junior high school attached to Peking University, was more radical than his Chinese classmates. He changed his Japanese name to "Du Weidong", which naturally meant to defend Mao Zedong.He is very persistent, regardless of whether Mao Zedong needs his defense or not, anyway, he intends to defend it to the end.

After the "Cultural Revolution" began, Du Weidong also rebelled with the Chinese Red Guards.For some reason, he inexplicably classified himself as a "child of a cadre", saying in a daze that his father enjoys the treatment at the bureau level, and he can barely be regarded as a "high-ranking cadre".He participated in all the previous activities of the old Red Guards - the establishment of Red Guard picket teams, and the attack on the Ministry of Public Security in the name of "linkage".

After the "Great Series" started, he contacted several Japanese children, and carried a red flag to the "Long March" on foot.In Yan'an Zaoyuan, Du Weidong proposed to the reception party that they were Japanese leftists who had come to China to learn Buddhist scriptures, and they were going back to prepare for an armed uprising in Tokyo to overthrow the rule of the Japanese reactionaries.In future battles, they might die, and before dying, he wanted to sleep in the cave where Chairman Mao lived.For a person who was about to sacrifice, this request was not too much, and the host agreed to his request.But because there are too many foreigners who have such requirements, some restrictions have been imposed. Each person can only sleep for two hours in the cave dwelling where Chairman Mao lived.Du Weidong didn't feel satisfied after sleeping for two hours, so he spent another two days queuing up and once again experienced the glorious years when Chairman Mao lived in a cave.After leaving Yan'an, they went to Shaoshan on the "Long March" on foot. He said solemnly to a few Japanese buddies around him: "If Chairman Mao hadn't gone out of Shaoshan to make revolution, China would be like Japan today, living in dire straits." among!"

Of course, this is Du Weidong's performance in 1966 and 1967.He is a person who likes to follow the trend. Since Du Weidong also belongs to the "veteran" circle, then of course Du Weidong will do whatever the "veteran" does.In 1968, the old Red Guards had long lost their power in politics. They stayed away from politics in despair, and started fighting and patting their wives.Naturally, Du Weidong would not be idle at this time, and he also got a general school shirt to put on.The working relationship of his father, Du Yuanheigorang, was managed by the Bureau of Foreign Experts Affairs, so Du Weidong, like the children in the Beijing compound, always had a question of ownership when talking to the outside world, so he called himself "of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs", and he became an authentic The stubborn master of Taoism in the capital.

Zhong Yuemin sometimes made fun of Du Weidong when he met him: "Weidong, why haven't you left yet?"

Du Weidong said, "Where the hell am I going?"

Zhong Yuemin said: "Is there anyone who handles things like this? Our plan for the armed riot in Tokyo was drawn up two years ago, why is there no movement now? If you are dragging your feet like you, will the world revolution still be done?" ? Aren’t we going to the United States to fight for the White House in the end?”

Du Weidong said: "Shit, isn't that the battle plan two years ago? It's a long time ago to change the drama. To attack a big city like Tokyo, do we have enough strength? This is clearly 'Leftist' putschism. If it hurts the revolutionary cause Who is to blame for the losses? We still have to take the road of encircling the cities from the countryside. The world revolution is not a one-and-a-half-day thing, so why worry. The nature of my work has changed now. The main thing is to mobilize the masses and wait for the revolutionary climax to come. "

These clichés were all learned from the radio broadcasts at that time, and became the happy language of Zhong Yuemin and others.

After all, Du Weidong is the son of the Yamato nation, he is ruthless in fights, and has a bloodthirsty desire in his bones.He and Zhong Yuemin have fought several times in group fights, and Du Weidong always carried a knife, and blood was seen when he struck.Zhong Yuemin learned from Du Weidong that it was really not easy for his father to fight the Japanese devils back then. This little devil was really tough. No wonder the war took 8 years to win.

In a corner of the ice rink, two groups of young people are preparing for a fight. There are still people flocking here from all corners of the ice rink, and more and more people gather.

Du Weidong is wearing a yellow woolen military uniform jacket. He likes to shave his head recently. He deliberately shaved his blue-shaven head in winter, which looks very different. He is confronting a young man in a cotton army coat.

The young man in the military overcoat pulled out a Japanese military bayonet from his sleeve. The bayonet gleamed coldly under the mercury lamp. He held the knife in his hand calmly and asked, "What's your name, buddy?"

Du Weidong took an ax handed by his subordinates, and replied casually: "Ministry of Foreign Affairs Du Weidong. How about you? Sign up too."

The young man smiled and said, "The ones in Heping are called 'landmines'."

Du Weidong said mockingly: "The nickname is quite bluffing, why not call it 'atom bomb'?"

Lei Lei replied coldly: "Why are there so many nonsense, shall we practice alone or together?"

"Whatever, I will accompany you."

Zhong Yuemin led Yuan Jun and others to squeeze into the crowd from outside the circle, Du Weidong smiled and nodded to him and said hello: "Yuemin, we haven't seen each other for a while, what have you been up to lately?"

Zhong Yuemin asked: "Weidong, what's going on?"

Landmine looked up and down at Zhong Yuemin contemptuously.

Du Weidong said lazily: "Who knows what's going on, a kid who didn't have long eyes bumped into me, I gave him two mouths, and this buddy quit, saying that I beat dogs and deceived the master, I hit him again and again. How about it, who told him not to have eyes?"

Lei Lei showed a fierce look on his face: "I think you are tired of work."

Du Weidong said: "Yuemin, you don't need to make a move, just watch the excitement from the sidelines for a while, wait for me to chop the shit up, and I'll invite you to Lao Mo for dinner later."

Zhong Yuemin reached out to stop Du Weidong, turned around and asked Lei: "You are from Hepingli, do you know Wu Pingjin?"

Di Lei said sullenly, "Don't mention this to me, I don't know anyone, but I know this knife."

Yuan Jun took out a kitchen knife from his satchel: "Don't you be ashamed of your face? I'll chop you up."

Zhong Yuemin stopped Yuan Jun: "The ice rink is not a place to fight. Whoever knocks someone down can't get away. How about we make an appointment?"

Lei put the bayonet back into his sleeve and said nonchalantly, "Okay, then let's make an appointment, how about the day after tomorrow at Yuetan Park at 10 am?"

Du Weidong put away his ax and said, "That's it, whoever doesn't go is the grandson."

Zhong Yuemin said to the crowd of onlookers: "Okay, didn't you agree? Everyone should disperse, don't stick here, the ice is about to collapse."

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Du Weidong said to Zhong Yuemin with a livid face: "Yuemin, bring your people to cheer me up the day after tomorrow, I must kill this kid."

Zhong Yuemin said in a big way: "No problem, I will definitely go. This kid is called Lei. Is there such a number in Hepingli? Why haven't I heard of it? I think this grandson is in trouble. How many people can you call to go the day after tomorrow?" ?”

Du Weidong replied: "One hundred and ten people is enough, if there are more, it will be impossible to play."

Zhong Yuemin said: "If there are too many people, you won't be able to fight. I have experience with this. There must be people in the two groups who know each other. Once they say hello, let's say hello."

Du Weidong gritted his teeth and said, "Let's talk about it later, I hope to have a solo practice with that mine."

Seeing that the fight did not start, Yuan Jun felt very disappointed, so he complained to Zhong Yuemin for meddling in his own business: "What are you talking to him about? Go up and chop it up with a kitchen knife and forget about it, what else do you want to make an appointment with him? Maybe the day after tomorrow I won't be bothered gone."

Zhong Yuemin suddenly thought of something: "Hey, Yuan Jun, you still owe me a meal. It seems to be Xinqiao Restaurant. Why didn't you even mention it? You pretended to be confused, didn't you?"

Yuan Jun looked innocent: "Really, I don't have the slightest impression, do you take the things in your dreams seriously?"

Zhong Yuemin grabbed Yuan Jun's arm and twisted it, and asked: "It seems that I have to remind you, think about it carefully, do you remember..."

"Oh, take it easy, I remembered, I finally remembered, it seems that there is such a thing, tomorrow... I will go tomorrow, okay?"

"That's right, why is my memory so bad at a young age? It seems that it is necessary to remind me."

In 1968, in Beijing, a huge city, there were only two western restaurants open to the outside world: one was the restaurant of the Beijing Exhibition Hall, because the Beijing Exhibition Hall was built with the aid of the Soviet Union in the 20s, and it was called the Soviet Exhibition Hall at that time, and its affiliated restaurant was called Moscow restaurant, dealing in Russian-style western food.It was changed to the current name only after Sino-Soviet relations deteriorated, but people got used to calling it the old name and couldn’t change it for a while, so Beijing’s recalcitrants simply called it “Lao Mo”.Another western restaurant is Xinqiao Hotel in Chongwenmen, which serves French-style western food, but this French-style western food has been completely Chineseized.

These two western restaurants were frequented by the stubborn masters of the capital at that time.Among them, the dining environment of Xinqiao Hotel is relatively elegant. There are decorative oil paintings on the walls, and the content is not very radical. The tables are covered with snow-white tablecloths. A condiment container made of glass. The chairs are soft chairs with springs, and the cushions and backs of the chairs are covered with beige cloth covers.It's also important to note that the waitresses here are all young and none too ugly.

Since Yuan Jun got a sum of money from selling ancient porcelain vases, he has been living a life of "spreading and drinking", and his speech is rougher than before, and he feels that he has seen all the mountains.His feeling was instigated by Zhong Yuemin, Zheng Tong and others. Everyone hoped that Yuan Jun would maintain this feeling of a rich man until the money was spent.So when everyone saw Yuan Jun, they flattered him desperately, saying that Yuan Jun was a man who was generous and generous.What is a stubborn master?The first is righteousness, spending a lot of money, and taking money as money.Zheng Tong said that what annoys him the most in his life is picking and searching. If he has a little money, he would like to sew a pocket on his underpants and hide the money in his crotch. Is that a man?Yuan Jun is not a fool, of course he knows why his brothers are so polite to him all of a sudden, but whether it is true or not, flattering each other is better than slandering each other.What's more, the money must be spent, otherwise they will spare you?In short, whether they are flattering you or slandering you, the result is the same, it is better to take the initiative and gain a good reputation for donating money.

Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong, Er Maozi and others sat around the dining table of Xinqiao Restaurant and ordered dishes noisily, while the waitress in white overalls stood aside and prepared to memorize the names of the dishes.

Zheng Tong asked: "Comrade, do you have stewed and boiled fire?"

Everyone laughed badly.

The waitress was stunned: "I'm sorry, this is a western restaurant, and it doesn't sell stewed and boiled dishes."

Yuan Jun imitated Shandong dialect and said: "Comrade, do you provide processing services here? I still have pancakes here. Can you cook them for me?"

The waitress stared at them angrily and said nothing.

Yuan Jun said with a playful smile: "Comrade, I won't let you serve for nothing, I will pay processing fees, and the big car shops in my area have processing with materials. This comrade looks down on my country people."

Zhong Yuemin calmed down and said: "Comrade, please ignore them. These are my relatives. They came from the countryside on a donkey. You have never seen the world. Please forgive me. I also bother them, but who doesn't have many poor relatives?" I'm not afraid of your jokes..." He pointed at Yuan Jun, "This is my cousin, who hasn't been here for several years, guess what gift he brought to my house? Can't you guess? Let me tell you, he brought a The whole pig's head..."

Zheng Tong and others laughed out loud.

Yuan Jun said with a smile: "Yuemin, you just squeeze me in, I don't want to eat this meal." He stood up and pretended to leave.

Zheng Tong and others swarmed up and pushed him down: "No price, who will pay the bill when you leave, isn't this a threat to how many brothers?"

Zhong Yuemin began to order seriously: "Stop talking, stop talking, order, the first dish, um, round meat pie with cream sauce. How about this, each of these meat pies is served at half a catty."

Zheng Tong and others laughed again.

The waitress was probably often harassed by stubborn bosses. She had a familiar expression: "This is a dish, not a meatloaf."

Zhong Yuemin pretended to be surprised: "Impossible, it is clearly written as a meatloaf, and it is still round."

The waitress gave him a contemptuous look and turned away.

Zhong Yuemin and his gang were even more proud, and laughed unscrupulously.Yuan Jun quickly packed a set of tableware into his satchel, and then sat upright.Zhong Yuemin touched the cloth surface of the soft chair and praised: "This chair is not bad, it is very comfortable to sit on. I just need a chair there."

Zheng Tong said: "Just a few sets of tableware, you still miss the chair?"

A middle-aged male waiter came over: "Several comrades, if there is any place where our service is not thoughtful, please give us your valuable advice."

Yuan Jun said nonchalantly, "No problem, it's just that the waitress just now was too careless and she missed a set of tableware."

The waiter turned and went to get the cutlery.

Zheng Tong scolded Yuan Jun in a low voice: "You are really a thief. Every time you come, you follow other people's things. Last time, you took all the cards on other people's tables."

"My buddy likes Xinqiao and wants to keep some souvenirs, what's the matter?"

The dishes on the table were already full, Zhong Yuemin and the others began to scramble and gobble it up.

Zhong Yuemin's mouth was full of food, and he asked inarticulately, "Yuan Jun, how many meals do we have if we eat like this? Do you still have money?"

Yuan Jun replied: "It's enough to eat a few meals. That day Zheng Tong and I went to a consignment store to sell things, and they almost detained us. Zheng Tong's grandson doesn't look like a good person at first glance. We didn’t arrest us as thieves because of our household registration booklet.”

Zheng Tong said: "The real grandson of the old thing commissioned, a pair of Ming Dynasty official kiln porcelain vases, only gave us 50 yuan. Yuan Jun, a farmer, was so happy that he couldn't find it when he heard it, and then he shouted Long live Chairman Mao , I said to myself, if Chairman Mao finds out that you are stealing things from home to sell, he will definitely beat you."

Just as he was talking, the lights suddenly went out, and the restaurant was completely dark.This is a common thing. In the past two years, the power supply in the city has been insufficient and there have been frequent power outages.

Yuan Jun and others clamored, "What's going on? No electricity? Oh, where's my mouth? I stuffed bread up my nose..."

The male waiter shouted in the dark: "Comrades, don't mess around. It's a routine power outage. Our hotel has a backup power supply. The power supply will be restored immediately. Please wait patiently."

Zheng Tong yelled loudly: "Refund, refund, we don't eat."

Er Maozi also yelled: "Yuemin, let's talk to their manager and cut off the power for us while we're eating. Isn't this going to spoil the fun of my brothers? Yuemin, why don't you talk? Eh, Zheng Tong , where did Yuemin go?"

The lights finally came on and the restaurant manager was apologizing from table to table.

Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong, Er Maozi and others suddenly found that the place where Zhong Yuemin sat was empty, even the chairs were gone.

Zheng Tong opened his eyes wide in surprise and whispered, "Damn it, this grandson really ran away with the chair..."

Yuan Jun reacted very quickly. He threw the knife and fork and said, "Guys, get out quickly. After a while, someone will find out and ask us for a chair. Grandson Zhong Yuemin..."

Yuan Jun and others fled out of the restaurant in a hurry.

On an open space in Yuetan Park, Du Weidong was smoking a cigarette calmly, and a dark crowd had already gathered behind him.There is also a steady stream of people pouring into the park.A flat-bed tricycle covered with a tarpaulin stopped slowly, and someone eagerly lifted the tarpaulin to reveal bundles of sticks, spears, and wicker hats inside...

On a thick locust tree, Zhong Yuemin was sitting on a branch of a tree smoking a cigarette with an air gun in his hand.On another big tree sat Yuan Jun holding an air gun.Zheng Tong threw the broken bricks up the tree one by one, and Yuan Jun caught them and piled them on the branches of the tree.

Zheng Tong yelled worriedly: "Hold on tight, don't fall and hit me, don't hit someone before you hit someone, let your own people spend it first."

Yuan Jun said with a smile: "After a while, when there is a fight, my buddy will greet wherever there are more people. I don't care who he is."

Du Weidong raised his head and shouted to Zhong Yuemin: "Yuemin, why did you climb the tree? My buddy is still pointing at you to charge into battle."

Zhong Yuemin said: "Weidong, why do I feel that something is wrong? No matter how landmines are, we are Chinese, how can I help the Japanese devils beat the Chinese? Then people don't call me a traitor?"

Du Weidong said with a smile: "Just treat me as Comrade Bethune. My buddy is an internationalist fighter who traveled thousands of miles to China for the cause of the liberation of the Chinese people..."

"Fuck you, Bethune is a Canadian and you are a fucking Japanese devil. Can this be compared? Do the math, have you Japanese done any good deeds? You made trouble with us in China during the Ming Dynasty. We in China teach you so many cultures, but you just don’t follow the right path. Good people like to be pirates. When we Chinese are not paying attention, we grab something and run away. In fact, we are grabbing three melons and two dates. How cheap it is, we are too lazy to talk to you..."

Yuan Jun, who was sitting on another tree, heard what Zhong Yuemin said, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became: "Fuck, the Japanese are very grandsons. I heard from my father that they burned our house in our hometown. Du Weidong, I'll fuck you!" , Why do you burn our house down? Yuemin, the more I look at her, the more I don’t like it, let’s beat Du Weidong first."

Du Weidong called out to Qu: "Dude, the Japanese militarists who burned your house were fucking fascists, and I'm an internationalist fighter. Besides, it's not the right time, we weren't even born then Woolen cloth."

"It could have been done by your dad, or by one of your dad's buddies. Your dad must have been born by then? It's the age of the soldier, can he be idle? Rape without burning down the house Have women? You Japanese are good at this, even the sows are not spared. Anyway, this account has to be settled on your head. Tell me, you can choose one of the two ways, or let us beat you If you eat a meal, it is considered that we have participated in the Anti-Japanese War, or you can pay for a few brothers to go to Lao Mo to make a meal, you choose." Zhong Yuemin threatened.

"Then let me treat you. I understand. Aren't my brothers just trying to kill me? Why are you talking so much nonsense? They are looking for the Ming Dynasty's back and accusing my father of raping women. You Chinese are enough." As for grandson, if you want to kill anyone, slander whoever you want." Du Weidong said cheerfully.

A young man ran out of breath to report: "Weidong, Lei and the others are here."

Du Weidong's expression became solemn: "How many people are there?"

"I'm afraid there are one hundred and ten people."

"Come on, everyone copy guys."

At the gate of the park, Lei Lei led his men and horses to come on bicycles in a mighty manner. They put the bicycles to the side of the road, and the bright bicycles suddenly formed a large group.They took out the guys they prepared in advance from the beams of the bicycles and the toilet bags on their bodies. Among them, two young men actually held military swords used during the Japanese invasion of China. For a while, the sound of the swords being drawn out The sounds of rubbing against each other, sharp axes and other instruments are intertwined.

Lei Lei was wearing a national defense green cotton army coat and a sheep shearing fur hat. He was smoking a cigarette in a calm manner, as if he had come to the park to date his girlfriend, and he didn't seem to care about the large-scale bloody fighting that was about to break out.He suddenly threw off his coat and waved his hand, and the hundred and ten people behind him suddenly became commotion, and the crowd swarmed in from the gate of the park.

In the park, Du Weidong led his subordinates to show their fellows, and stepped forward step by step, a large-scale fighting was about to erupt.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted at the gate: "Stop!"

The two groups of people who were about to fight stopped, and turned their heads to the gate at the same time, only to see Li Yuanchao leading a few people into the park on a bicycle, and directly inserted between the two groups of people.

Zhong Yuemin sighed, and shouted to Yuan Jun: "We can't fight anymore, Li Yuanchao is here."

Yuan Jun complained, "It's so fucking boring. If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn't have come." As he spoke, he swears and slid down the tree.

Zhong Yuemin looked towards the crowd and saw Li Yuan talking to Du Weidong and Lei Lei. They nodded frequently and shook hands.

"This kid Li Yuanchao always plays the role of negotiating peace in every fight. I've never seen him fight anyone seriously. Let's go and have a look."

Zhong Yuemin and Yuan Jun squeezed into the crowd and shook hands with Li Yuanchao.

"As soon as I saw you, Li Yuanchao, I knew it was over, and I couldn't even start a big fight. It's really boring."

Li Yuanchao said with a smile: "Yuemin, why are you so afraid that the world will not be chaotic?"

Li Yuanchao really has face, after he made peace, the antagonism between Di Lei and Du Weidong suddenly disappeared, and they immediately became talking and laughing.Du Weidong enthusiastically introduced Zhong Yuemin to Lei: "This is Zhong Yuemin from Yuying School."

Lei and Zhong Yuemin shook hands: "Brother, I'm really sorry that day, don't take it to heart, you can talk about it later."

Zhong Yuemin said politely: "It's okay, we got to know each other this time, and we will be friends from now on."

Li Yuanchao looked around. There were quite a few people here today, from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Ministry of Railways, and the Planning Commission compound.It is rare for these people to get together, Li Yuanchao came here today not purely to quell the fighting, but to take this opportunity to discuss a major matter with the leaders of the various courtyards.

Du Weidong asked: "Yanchao, you just said you have something to discuss? Tell me, what's the matter?"

Li Yuanchao said, "Have you heard of the little bastard?"

As soon as they heard the words "little bastard", everyone exploded.

"I just heard recently that there was no such number before? I was just looking for him. A few days ago, a friend of mine was penetrated by a little bastard, and his bladder was pierced. This kid has black hands."

"This kid has already injured more than a dozen people. I heard that he didn't even say a word when we met. He just stabbed at the vital places."

"It's so fucking evil, I've never seen such a ruthless person."

Li Yuanchao said: "He has a very quick shot, and he claims to be 'the number one killer in the capital'. This is what I want to discuss with you."

Du Weidong asked: "Catch him and destroy him?"

"Yes!" Li Yuanchao nodded, "I won't abolish him, we will be abolished by him sooner or later. This guy is really crazy. He is not against someone, but against our 'veterans'. Whether there is any hatred or not, To kill is to kill. Until now, it is good luck that no one has been killed, and his motive is to kill."

"What should we do if we catch him? We can't kill him, right? It would be a big deal if someone died." Lei Lei said.

Li Yuanchao said cunningly: "This guy is covered in blood. If he is caught by the police, he will probably be sentenced to death. Of course, we can't do it recklessly. We must do it rationally. I am going to report the case to the police first, and I will actively ask to assist the police in arresting him." He, the Public Security Bureau will not refuse, right? Well, it will be easy to deal with this, with the character of the little bastard, he will never be arrested without a fight, as long as he resists, kill him, this is justifiable self-defense."

Zhong Yuemin said: "It's not easy to catch him? The performance of "The Red Detachment of Women" is due next Monday. The little bastard has a ticket in his hand. He will definitely go. Let's deal with him in the theater."

"There is still one week left, maybe someone will die within this week." Li Yuanchao said.

"I heard that he has been active in the exhibition hall and the zoo recently. Let's send more people there to monitor the area." Du Weidong seemed impatient.

"Don't startle the snake, this matter must be done in secret." Li Yuanchao warned.

The living room of Zhong Yuemin's house is always full of guests, usually there are no less than seven or eight people in the living room. Those are the most leisurely days in his life, and the time is too much to pass. The same is true for Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong.These days, Zhong Yuemin is very excited. Zhou Xiaobai lent him the extremely hard-to-find book "The Count of Monte Cristo" for a whole week. Interesting enough.Zhong Yuemin read the book carefully twice, so he had capital, and now he is sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and telling Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong and others the story of "The Count of Monte Cristo". daze.

"Albert, the son of Mercétis, thought that the Count of Monte Cristo had slandered his father behind his back and brought disgrace to his family's reputation, so he decided to challenge the Count of Monte Cristo to a duel in the theater. There was a problem with the French nobles in the 19th century. Throwing gloves on the opponent's face, and under the eyes of everyone, this kind of behavior has a double meaning: one is a challenge, and the other is an insult. The French nobles are more civilized, and throwing gloves is a challenge, unlike our group. Unhappy, the big bricks were photographed..."

Yuan Jun and the audience burst out laughing.

"Yuan Jun, what would you do if someone threw gloves on your face in the theater?" Zhong Yuemin asked.

"I chopped it up with a kitchen knife." Yuan Jun replied fiercely, not feeling that he was losing his grace at all.

"Listen, what do you say? A rascal is a rascal, and he will never become a nobleman. You are the Count of Monte Cristo, and you go to the theater to listen to the opera and still carry a kitchen knife? If a person with the status of Monte Cristo has a glove thrown on his face It was too much of a shame, he took the initiative to pull the glove from Albert's hand before the opponent slammed it, and said politely, "I will count your glove as already thrown away, and send it back with a bullet wrapped in it." Here you go, leave me now, or I'll call my servants and drive you out the door...'"

Zheng Tong interrupted his enthusiastic speech: "It's boring, you tell the story completely according to the scriptures, the language is the language of books, you should use the current language."

Zhong Yuemin sighed and said: "You guys are too uneducated, and you can't accept a little bit of elegance. It seems that I have to lower myself to the standard of the literacy class. That's what the Count of Monte Cristo said, 'Grandson, are you It’s not that you’re bored, who are you going to challenge? If you don’t agree, let’s find a place to practice solo, let you choose whoever you want, whether it’s a kitchen knife or a prick, you’ll be with you to the end, whoever dares to go is the grandson...' "

The audience burst out laughing.Zhong Yuemin turned his back on it and stopped talking.

Yuan Jun couldn't wait to say: "Go on, have Monte Cristo and Albert practiced alone? Who cleaned up who?"

Zhong Yuemin rubbed his belly: "No, I'm hungry. I haven't eaten in the morning. I really can't bear it."

Yuan Jun took out 5 yuan and patted it on the coffee table: "Zheng Tong, go buy a few catties of steamed stuffed buns. Yue Min, you continue to talk."

Zheng Tong didn't move: "Who are you sending? Don't go."

Yuan Jun was in a hurry: "Then do you want to eat?"

"If I don't eat, I'm really not hungry. I get annoyed when I see food."

Yuan Jun said angrily: "Then don't listen to me, go out and find a cool place to stay."

"You think I'm willing to listen? I'm fucking bored. I won't be able to sit here and rest for a while. Yuemin, don't talk about it. I'm about to fall asleep. I'm so bored." Zheng Tong was obviously angry on purpose. Yuan Jun.

Zhong Yuemin said: "Well, I'm tired of telling people, am I fucking sick? I won't tell it, I will definitely not tell it, and if I talk about it again, I will be a grandson."

Yuan Jun rushed to Zhong Yuemin angrily: "It's so fucking boring, a broken book, what about it?"

"Broken book, can you find a copy for me? Your father still owns the head of the government. I'm afraid there will be no more than 10 copies of your family's printed materials, and you have to count Chairman Mao's quotations and "Selected Works of Mao Zedong"." 4 books, plus the account book and non-staple food book, how many books are left in your family after removing these?"

Yuan Jun said unconvinced: "You are too close to the right buddy. Our family has no books. What era is it now? The more knowledge, the more reactionary, the less culture, the more revolutionary. Zheng Tong's father is still a university graduate, When the movement started, his father was the first one to get into fights."

Zheng Tong didn't like listening to it anymore, he couldn't forget to ridicule Yuan Jun and his rough father at any time, and immediately replied: "I remembered, Yuan Jun's father is very boring. When my father is fighting, his father dances happily. Shyly put on the posture of a veteran cadre on the stage, he hummed when he spoke, and told my dad to be honest and not to talk or move. It really scared me at the time, and I said to myself, Or the old cadres from Yan'an are of a high level, and before they even said a word, they showed their posture. Within two days, I passed by the gate of the agency and saw the rebels escorting a team of "ghosts and snake gods" to work. The "ghosts and snake gods" lined up The team, carrying a broom, was still singing "Song of Ghosts and Snakes". The voice of the lead singer was very loud, "I am a ghost and a snake, I am a ghost and a snake, I am guilty, I am guilty..." My buddies heard something wrong, Why is this voice so familiar? Look again, hey! It's Yuan Jun's father."

Zhong Yuemin and others laughed, Yuan Jun turned his face: "Zheng Tong, who are you squeezing against? Let's practice one-on-one."

Zheng Tong did not show weakness: "Who are you bluffing? You may not be an opponent in single practice, let's try if you don't agree..."

Yuan Jun rushed into the kitchen and took out a kitchen knife. Zheng Tong picked up a chair and tried to smash Yuan Jun. His companions rushed up and hugged the two of them.

Yuan Jun struggled: "Don't worry about any of you, who cares about me and whoever is anxious."

There was chaos in the living room.

Zhong Yuemin yelled: "Brothers, I want to go out and practice alone, this is my fucking house..."

When Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun knocked on the door of Zhong Yuemin's house, the living room was in chaos. Yuan Jun held up a kitchen knife and wanted to chop Zheng Tong, but no one would persuade him. Zheng Tong also held up a chair and was ready to defend himself at any time.Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, Zhong Yuemin was furious, so he rushed into the kitchen and took out a rolling pin, claiming to beat these two crazy guys out.

Zhou Xiaobai came to Zhong Yuemin's house for the first time.When dealing with boys for the first time, she felt a little panic in her heart. On the ice rink that day, she wanted to stop Zhong Yuemin from fighting, so she dropped a sentence, if you have to go, leave me alone.She thought Zhong Yuemin would give in, but Zhong Yuemin ignored him, turned around and left.On the other hand, Zhou Xiaobai was stunned for a long time. She wondered, how dare this guy take his words as nothing?She was so angry that she decided not to talk to him again, but Zhong Yuemin came back after a while, and he said to Zhou Xiaobai as if nothing happened: "When will you give me that book?"

Zhou Xiaobai replied involuntarily: "Tomorrow." After she finished speaking, she became even angrier, and secretly scolded herself for being worthless.After returning home, Zhou Xiaobai was still wondering, what kind of magic did that bastard Zhong Yuemin use to make her look like she was bewitched?
Zhong Yuemin was really scheming, Zhou Xiaobai lent him the book, and he was tricked by him, so he couldn't even ignore him.Yesterday Zhou Xiaobai called Zhong Yuemin to ask him to return the book, but Zhong Yuemin ordered her to pick it up, as if Zhou Xiaobai begged him, so angry that she almost dropped the phone.She thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't figure it out. Zhong Yuemin, that bastard, seemed to have casually changed the nature of the matter. He was obviously begging someone else, but it turned out that someone else was rushing to find him.

The arrival of Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun eased the atmosphere in the living room, and the two sides in the duel who had to use knives just now lost their temper. Fortunately, Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong often had such conflicts, and they were used to it. It took less than 5 minutes They went from enemies to buddies again.

Zhong Yuemin found some records, picked out a LP of Tchaikovsky's piano piece "June Boat Song" and put it on the record player.After Yuan Jun became rich, he bought a case of red wine and kept it in Zhong Yuemin's house, so he was also found out to open the bottles and poured them into goblets. Zhong Yuemin handed the wine glasses to the two girls courteously.Zhou Xiaobai took the goblet and glared at Zhong Yuemin, the resentment in his heart was slowly fading.She suddenly felt that this guy was not annoying.Unexpectedly, as soon as he lost his temper, Zhong Yuemin said another inappropriate sentence: "Johann Strauss has a waltz called "Wine, Women and Songs". We have all of them today."

Zhou Xiaobai turned her face again when she heard it, and she put the wine glass away: "Zhong Yuemin, you can't say anything good from your mouth, what do you think of us?"

Zhong Yuemin knew he had made a slip of the tongue: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I slipped my tongue, I owe it, it's been a long time."

Yuan Jun said, "Xiaobai, beat this grandson."

Luo Yun smiled and said: "I found that Zhong Yuemin's mouth is quite slack, and it's not too much to beat him up."

The melody of "June Boat Song" came out from the speaker and diffused softly in the air. Zhou Xiaobai was soon immersed in the beautiful music.

She hadn't heard such beautiful music for a long time.Her mother is a lover of classical music, and the family also has a collection of many records, all of which are high-quality goods. Zhou Xiaobai remembers that there are 4 different versions of the music of "Swan Lake", and Beethoven's "Ninth Symphony" There is a boutique version performed by the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra conducted by Karajan, and a version performed by the Moscow State Symphony Orchestra conducted by Khachaturian.When she was a child, her mother used to play all kinds of classical music to her. She will never forget a sentence from her mother: music and poetry flow naturally from the depths of a noble heart.At that time, Zhou Xiaobai's homework was very tight, and she rarely had time to appreciate music carefully, and she didn't understand the era background of those music masters, but she could feel the beauty of classical music.Whenever my mother plays Chopin's Nocturne, she can feel a kind of warm tranquility, as if she is in a warm ocean.Her mother told her: "This is a poem composed of musical notes. To appreciate Chopin's music, one must have the feelings of a poet." The father of Lieutenant General Zhou Xiaobai didn't like these music very much, and dismissed them as mediocre music.He had long been displeased with these records. As soon as the "Four Olds" began in 1966, the old man ordered the guards to smash all the records, and there was not even a single one left.Xiaobai's mother cried bitterly after returning home. Due to the situation at the time, her mother did not dare to quarrel with her father.Because the whole society has fallen into a red terror, not to mention smashing a few records, even the dead in the crematorium can't be burned.Mother was silent.Since then, Zhou Xiaobai has never listened to classical music again.

Zhong Yuemin saw that Zhou Xiaobai's eyes were blurred and his expression was gloomy, as if he hadn't woken up from the music, so he asked her, "Xiaobai, why are you in a daze?"

Zhou Xiaobai seemed to be awakened suddenly: "Oh, this music is so beautiful, I can't get out once I go in, really, I haven't heard such beautiful music for a long time."

"Do you like classical music?"

"I like it. My family used to have a lot of records, but it's a pity that my dad smashed them all during the 'Broken Four Olds'."

"Your father is so fucking sick."

Zhou Xiaobai got angry: "Your father is sick. I warn you, don't use dirty words when talking to me in the future."

Zhong Yuemin quickly apologized: "Yes, yes, my dad is sick, okay? How can you turn your face and turn your face? It's so boring."

Zhou Xiaobai was still angry: "You people, why are your mouths so filthy? You just swear when you open your mouth, and you like to make fun of other people's parents. No wonder people say you are hooligans. I don't think you have been wronged at all."

Zheng Tong obviously didn't like to hear it anymore: "Xiaobai, what you mean, seems to have brought us all along. It's the grandson of Zhong Yuemin..."

"Look, here comes the swearing again, have I wronged you?"

"Oh, is this also called swearing? You are here today, we are already very civilized, especially Zhong Yuemin, who speaks very elegantly, he is not usually like this."

Zhong Yuemin patted Zheng Tong on the head: "You're looking for smoke again, aren't you?"

Zheng Tong adjusted his glasses: "Listen, are you showing off? When he sees a female classmate, he pretends to love art. In fact, a hooligan is a hooligan. Don't pretend to be a grandson. That's what Yuan Jun and I are good for. If you don’t understand, you don’t understand, and you never pretend to be a grandson.”

Zhou Xiaobai snorted disdainfully: "If you say that, you are quite frank. First of all, you admit that you are hooligans, and you also admit that you don't understand art. This is not bad, and it is better than some people who don't understand and pretend to understand."

Zhong Yuemin looked at Zhou Xiaobai: "I seem to hear some insinuations."

Zhou Xiaobai said with a smile: "It's not about you, what kind of heart are you?"

Zhong Yuemin made a painful expression: "It seems that I need to clarify that Zheng Tong admits that he is a hooligan. This is indeed very frank. Judging from his consistent performance, it is not an exaggeration to call him a hooligan. But he also counts me as a hooligan. It is obviously a slander, but I am a person who loves life and art, and I am eager to meet a bosom friend, a person who loves art as much as I do. Unfortunately, bosom friends are hard to find. It's villains like Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun, you don't know how much pain I feel in my heart..."

Yuan Jun quit: "Yuemin, this is your fault. I can tell that you just want to find a bosom friend, preferably a woman. We understand this, but you can't do it just to find a bosom friend. Let's put our backs on the back, this is called emphasizing sex over friends."

Zheng Tong said generously: "It's okay, Yuan Jun, we will be wronged a little bit, as long as Yuemin can find a bosom friend, he will call us bastards, and we will admit it. This is called bearing humiliation. Who told him to be our buddy?" Woolen cloth."

Zhou Xiaobai smiled and said, "Don't you love art? We don't need to make things difficult for you. Just tell us about your feelings when listening to this piece of music." She wants to test Zhong Yuemin to see if he really likes music. Still posturing.

Zhong Yuemin declined: "Do you really want to ask me to be a teacher? Forget it, being a good teacher is not a good quality. A decent person should be humble."

"Yeah, we made it difficult for him enough. This record may have been thrown on the street when the 'broken four olds' ransacked their homes, and Zhong Yuemin picked it up. To him, Tchaikovsky's music is really deep. Some. Yuemin, don't be nervous, we are teasing you." Zhou Xiaobai used the aggressive method.

At this point, Zhong Yuemin had to accept the offer: "Since Zhou Xiaobai insists on not allowing me to be humble, then I have to teach you a lesson. Zheng Tong, play the record again."

The melody of "June Boat Song" sounded again, Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath, half-closed his eyes, and adjusted the range of his voice to the low middle range: "Gentlemen and ladies, the main patron and conductor of La Scala Opera House in Italy Master Karajan’s mentor and guide, the famous music critic Mr. Zhong Yuemin came to China from Milan, Italy, to serve as a temporary professor of music literacy classes. Mr. Zhong Yuemin is an old friend of the Chinese people, as early as the 20s ..."

Yuan Jun became impatient: "Why are you so poor? You're still fucking Italy. If you die, you just escaped from Africa..."

Zhou Xiaobai smiled and said, "Yuan Jun, don't make trouble, let him talk."

Zhong Yuemin was not affected at all, and his emotions had entered into an atmosphere: "Good music will form pictures in people's minds, and the pictures I see are like this, first the background of Russian scenery, and then the vast and boundless grassland , the beautiful scenery of the Transcaucasus, the choppy Volga River, and the domed Orthodox church. I seem to hear a familiar Russian folk song... This song is melancholy and deep, which makes people feel sour and can't help but cry..."

Zhou Xiaobai was stunned. She didn't expect Zhong Yuemin's language to be so contagious. In just a few words, he actually outlined the profound and vast background of Russia. This person should not be underestimated.

The sound of music echoed, and Zhong Yuemin's poetic language infected almost everyone, and everyone seemed to have entered into the picture and artistic conception depicted by his language.

Zhou Xiaobai supported his chin with his hands, and looked at Zhong Yuemin quietly. Her eyes were bright and clear as water.

"A secluded lake with a dense birch forest on the shore. The birch forest is colorful in late autumn. The autumn wind blows gently, and the birch forest rustles... Our boat paddled quietly, with soft oars and rippling water. The nightingale in the forest is singing... At this moment, there is neither sadness nor joy in your heart, only a faint, indistinct melancholy... Your eye sockets are filled with tears, but they will not roll away When it falls, the tears will gradually be absorbed by the eyeballs and dry up by themselves... In such an atmosphere, your heart is only moved, only tender, and there is a deep nostalgia. The boat is gradually going away, the sound of oars is disappearing, and the ripples Disappearing on the water, taking away the emotion, taking away the tenderness... What is left? Only the faint, faint melancholy lingers in my heart for a long time..."

Everyone was dumbfounded, and Zhou Xiaobai's eyes overflowed with tears. Unexpectedly, Zhong Yuemin had such a deep understanding of music.She quietly wiped away her tears and stared at Zhong Yuemin with a soft luster in her eyes.

Yuan Jun applauded: "That's right, that's right, why don't you talk? I applaud Yue Min. I never thought that after so many years together, I didn't know that he has developed an artistic cell, and he can hear so many things in one song." Come on."

Zheng Tong echoed: "I seem to hear something. Yuemin's eloquence is good and very vivid. Luo Yun, what do you think?"

Luo Yun nodded: "It's really touching and beautiful. Yuemin, you really impress me. I thought you would fight. I didn't expect you to be so romantic. It's really rare. Xiaobai, why do you Don't comment on comments?"

Zhou Xiaobai forced a smile: "Romantic? It's very romantic. I still remember the first time I saw Zhong Yuemin. His face was covered in blood from the fight, which scared me to death. When I was listening to the music just now, I couldn't put the When blood and romance are united in one person, something feels wrong."

Zhong Yuemin meditated: "Blood, romance? It's very interesting, it's called blood romance."

Zhou Xiaobai took a deep look at Zhong Yuemin: "Bloody romance? Well said, very similar to the era we live in. Yuemin, I didn't expect you to have the temperament of a poet."

Yuan Jun opened his mouth exaggeratedly: "Poet? I said Zhou Xiaobai, don't praise him, it will be a bit disgusting if you praise him any more. Don't you think he is too flattering? He is a poet. Are there poets who go out with a kitchen knife every day in the world?"

Zhong Yuemin raised his hand: "Fuck you, what are you looking for?"

"Listen, you finally showed your hideous face, isn't this the poet?" Yuan Jun sighed.

Zhou Xiaobai said angrily: "Yuemin, why are you swearing again? You can't help boasting at all."

"Call him, I'm going to whip him again, this grandson is so stupid..." Zhong Yuemin rushed to Yuan Jun, and the two rolled into a ball laughing and cursing.

Zhang Haiyang brought a message to Zhong Yuemin, saying that he had something important to discuss, and the two made an appointment to meet in front of the military museum.

On the square in front of the Military Museum, Zhang Haiyang and Zhong Yuemin arrived at the same time. They stopped their bicycles and looked at each other. They both smiled mysteriously, as if they knew what they needed to discuss.Since that handshake and made peace, the two have become friends like meeting bosom friends.

"Yang Hai, I heard that one of your friends was raped by a little bastard yesterday." Zhong Yuemin cut to the chase.

"Your news is very good. I found out so soon. My friend is seriously injured. If it wasn't for the timely rescue, he would have lost his life."

"The little bastard is a ruthless guy. If you don't make a move, let it go. Once you make a move, you will stab at the vital point. It will be lucky for your friend to be rescued."

"Yuemin, do you see that? The little bastard is here for us. A few days ago, he and Li Kuiyong went to the intersection of Baiwanzhuang and Shenqu to find out, and even stabbed a buddy in Shenqu .He used various ways to defeat him, making it impossible for us to guard against him. We have to find a way to catch him, otherwise more and more people will be murdered." Zhang Haiyang said worriedly.

Zhong Yuemin pondered: "Even if you catch him, so what? You can't kill him."

Zhang Haiyang gritted his teeth and said, "If you can't kill him, you have to depose him and let him stay in prison for the rest of his life."

"Li Yuanchao is contacting people from various courtyards to prepare for a joint operation. However, I don't see much effect. The little bastard knows that he has too many enemies, and the Public Security Bureau is also looking for him, so his whereabouts are secretive. He also has many followers, and he wants to catch him. It's not easy for him."

"This is what I want to discuss with you. According to my information, the Li Kuiyong you know has recently been hanging out with the little bastard. The relationship between the two of them is very close. If you start with Li Kuyong, you will definitely find the little bastard."

"You mean we take the initiative to attack first?"

"Yes, let's attack first, just the two of us. There are too many people, if the news leaks out, not only will we not be able to catch him, but we will be killed by him. This kid kills people without blinking an eye. Yuemin, do you dare to join hands with me? "

"Why are you joining forces with me?"

"It's not for anything else, just because I think you, Zhong Yuemin, look like a man. Also, your quality is good. When I first played against you, I found that you have quick reflexes, good speed and explosive power. Have you received any training?" ?”

"I used to train in the martial arts team of the junior sports school."

"No wonder, we're still classmates after we've been arguing for a long time. I used to be on the track and field team of the junior sports school."

"I said, why do you run so fast? When you saw the police coming to fight that time, you flickered and disappeared. Well, I agree to join forces with you."

Before breaking up, Zhang Haiyang said: "I know why you agreed so happily."

Zhong Yuemin smiled: "Tell me about it."

"Whoever can get rid of the little bastard will become famous, and his share will be taken home."

"Does it need to be said? It's obvious."

The afternoon sun was shining obliquely, and Zhong Yuemin lay lazily on a bench by the lake in Yuyuantan Park.There are few tourists here, the ice on the lake is already melting, the willow branches by the lake are slightly green, and there is a unique breath of spring in the air.

He hasn't been to Yuyuantan Park for a long time. Before the "Cultural Revolution", he and his friends came here to swim in summer.At that time, there were many farmers' vegetable fields around the park, and they often picked a few cucumbers or stole a few tomatoes.Once, they were caught by the farmers guarding the vegetable garden. The farmers have a good way of dealing with these bad boys.The farmer who looked after the vegetable garden was sleeping in the shack and ordered them to pull weeds in the vegetable field. A big wolf dog squatted on the ground to watch them.The sun was very poisonous that day, and the brothers almost peeled off a layer of skin.This incident left a deep impression on Zhong Yuemin. He was still a primary school student at that time, and he had no ability to resist this kind of forced labor, and he was simply at the mercy of others.If it were now, picking a few cucumbers from him would be worthy of him, and if that big wolfdog dared to show its teeth, it would have to skin it.

In all fairness, Zhong Yuemin does not miss the years before the "Cultural Revolution" at all.Life at that time was very boring, it was a pool of stagnant water, teachers and parents always imposed their wishes on the children, nothing more than asking you to study hard and be a good boy.In fact, not all children are willing to be good children, and Zhong Yuemin is not.He thinks this is just the wishful thinking of teachers and parents, which is a relatively selfish idea.All parents are almost utilitarian when dealing with their children's future, as evidenced by the saying "nurture children for old age".In Zhong Yuemin's view, this is simply an investment behavior for the sake of future returns.This is like a farmer planting crops for the purpose of harvesting. If it is not for this purpose, why don't you plant grass?The bad result of this investment behavior is that the children are unlucky.Because it was not their subjective desire to come to this world at all, they were forced to come, and they were told to study hard and be good children immediately after they came.When you were in middle school, the corridors of the school were filled with portraits of Einstein, Beethoven, and Tolstoy. This is to tell you clearly: When you grow up, you want to be this kind of person, and the premise of being this kind of person is from Now start trying to be a good boy.Zhong Yuemin is often aggrieved by this. Who stipulated that he must be Einstein?He never worshiped such masters.When he read Stevenson's "Treasure Island" when he was a child, he suddenly thought that it would be good to be a pirate captain when he grew up, but he didn't dare to tell his parents about this wish, he just buried it in his heart.

Zhong Yuemin was already an adult when he really figured out this problem.He began to understand that for most Chinese people, they don't know what they really need.When can people only listen to the call of the soul and not be controlled by the desires of the flesh?Walking in the crowd, Zhong Yuemin often feels strongly that the mind of the Chinese people is still the same as in Chinese history, wandering between utilitarianism and seclusion, turning the world into an irrational plunder, and turning the world into a failed hiding place. Place.In such a group, it is easiest to form fashion and trends, and the flow of all trends is a unified value orientation, so our hearts are always in a carriage that is out of control.

Zhong Yuemin is quite satisfied with his current living conditions. First of all, there are no teachers and parents chattering in his ears, and no one forces you to do homework.He feels that there is a lawless way of life in the world, which may not be suitable for everyone, but for Zhong Yuemin personally, it is more suitable.That year when the Ministry of Public Security arrested their Red Guard comrades-in-arms, the brothers rushed to the Ministry of Public Security in a fit of anger. Hundreds of young and old men dared not challenge the army.Those specially trained fighters seemed helpless in the face of their wave after wave charging into the formation.If this matter was left before the "Cultural Revolution", would you dare challenge the Ministry of Public Security?You try standing in front of that gate for a while longer?

Interestingly, he is by no means the only young man who has the same idea as Zhong Yuemin. While Zhong Yuemin was lying on a bench in Yuyuantan Park in Beijing, thinking wildly, in far away Europe, young people in Paris were already brewing a world-shocking event. storm.These young people in Paris have a close relationship with Zhong Yuemin, and their goal is not to be a good boy.

However, at this time, Zhong Yuemin didn't know that Paris was about to come, he only cared about the things under his nose, he was quietly waiting for Li Kuiyong to arrive, he had already heard the news, and knew that Li Kuiyong had been with the little bastard these days together.Zhong Yuemin thought he had the responsibility to persuade Li Kuyong, and he wanted to warn this old classmate.Li Kuiyong's current situation is very dangerous, Zhong Yuemin is a loyal person, he doesn't want to see Li Kuiyong in trouble.

Li Kuiyong came to the lake on his bicycle. He set up his bicycle and sat beside Zhong Yuemin. Zhong Yuemin stretched out his hand silently, and the two shook hands.

"Yuemin, listen to my brother, are you looking for me?" Li Kuiyong asked.

"It's nothing serious. I haven't seen you for a long time. I want to chat with you." Zhong Suimin said lightly.

"If you have something to say, why go around in circles? It's not like you."

"Okay, let me make it clear. I heard that you have been hanging out with the little bastard recently. Is there such a thing?"

"Why are you asking these?"

"What are you doing? I want to save you, I don't want to watch you suffer with him."

"You want to save me? The tone is too loud. The city of Beijing doesn't necessarily belong to you, does it?" Li Kuiyong didn't like Zhong Yuemin's tone very much.

Zhong Yuemin said coldly: "I just want to tell you, stay away from him, you can't afford to wade into this muddy water."

"You want to kill him?" Li Kuiyong had a contemptuous smile on his face.

"He will die sooner or later. If we don't move him, the Public Security Bureau will not let him go. People from the Public Security Bureau said that he committed the crime of intentional homicide. Now there are seven or eight people who have been seriously injured. Shouldn't he be dead?"

"But no one has died yet."

"The crime of intentional homicide is a subjective motive for killing. Even if he didn't kill him, it was accidental. The crime of homicide is established. Kui Yong, don't be superstitious about his skills. He is just an idiot. .Fighting is a fashionable thing these days. The stubborn bosses in the city are just fighting and fighting for their positions. That's all. But this idiot, the little bastard, is going to kill people as soon as he comes up. This is fighting the whole society with his head , Isn’t this courting death? You listen to my advice and stay away from him.”

"I can't control the Public Security Bureau's arrest of him, but I can't let you touch him. I can't be disrespectful."

Zhong Yuemin sighed and said: "I can't do anything about it, I've already said what I said, Kui Yong, please do it yourself."

"You don't want to hear why he attacked your people?" Li Kuiyong asked.

"why?"

"Do you still remember the 'Red August' in 1966? You had a lot of fun at that time. First you beat the 'Black Five', and then you thought about fighting hooligans. Every school set up a 'Town Team'." Who is a hooligan without writing on his face, you see whoever dislikes is a hooligan, the little bastard used to be an honest boy, a neighbor had a grudge against his family, so he passed a message to the Red Guards, saying he was a hooligan, that's it Well, the Red Guards arrested him and nearly beat him to death, but he survived. There was a buddy in our alley who also practiced wrestling. Now, it has become vicious and ruthless."

"That's how he forged a grudge, but why did he kill people he didn't know?" Zhong Yuemin asked in surprise.

"Think about it, who started the Red Guards? It's not you cadres' children. You people like to show off, and you have to wear a military uniform in order to avoid others knowing your identity. You bastards It is recognized that the person wearing the military uniform is the son of a cadre, he is not targeting anyone, he is targeting your circle of 'veterans'."

Zhong Yuemin showed a fierce look: "Then he is courting death."

Li Kuiyong also raised his face: "Don't say it's him, the children in our alley, including me, don't like you. Aren't your parents powerful and powerful? You have eaten and dressed well since you were young." Yes, even going to school is a good school, we are born cheap, why?"

Zhong Yuemin said coldly: "What were your parents doing when our parents were carrying their heads up for the revolution? Now it's time to talk about equality, why did you go so early?"

Li Kui stood up bravely and said: "Zhong Yuemin, what annoys me the most is your aggressiveness. What are you so arrogant about? Your parents are powerful and powerful, so the children of our common people should die, right?"

Zhong Yuemin also stood up: "I don't know how you are, the little bastard must be damned, he is dead."

"Don't think that there are so many of you, and it's not certain who will kill who." Li Kuiyong said with a gloomy face.

"Kui Yong, you are not opponents. Don't be unconvinced. If you don't believe me, let's wait and see. For the sake of classmates, if we catch you in the future, I may let you go."

"Zhong Yuemin, after breaking up today, if I run into you again, I will talk to you with a knife." Li Kuiyong threw the cigarette butt on the ground hard, and got on his bicycle to leave.

"Kui Yong." Zhong Yuemin called out.

Li Kuiyong stopped the car, but still turned his back to Zhong Yuemin: "Speak up if you have something to say."

"Next Monday's ballet, are you still going?"

"What do you mean? You want to get some news from me?" Li Kuiyong asked hostilely.

"If the little bastard doesn't go, he will be killed. I'm afraid he won't do such a shameful thing, but if he dares to go, we will make him a sieve. So, Kui Yong, I hope you don't go, Let me beg you, okay?" For some reason, Zhong Yuemin's tone was almost pleading.

Li Kuiyong hesitated for a moment, got on the bike and left without looking back.

Zhong Yuemin looked at Li Kuyong's back, feeling very complicated...

(End of this chapter)