They took me to find Miss
Black Fist Past
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“Ouyang Gan, you bastard!”! Where the hell have you been? Call me if you don’t know for such a long time! You bastard! You’re a loser! You are a heartless creature. As soon as I picked up the phone, the other party burst into tears and scolded me. It took me a long time to react. Isn’t this Yang Meng’s voice?
I quickly advised, don’t cry, don’t cry, have something to say. The words did not finish, and caused the other side to cry and scold hysterically.
It turned out that this little girl couldn’t find me all the time. She called my dormitory and didn’t know what I was doing. She actually struggled to find Wang Hui. Wang Hui originally did not want to tell her the mobile phone number, but she could not stand the Nizi’s clinging and crying, and finally confessed under duress. As soon as I answered the phone, I was scolded.
Dead Ouyang! Son of a bitch! Where the hell have you been all this time? Thanks to your cell phone, you can die if you call me! Bastard, why don’t you go to hell? You.. I was speechless listening to the curse of Yang Meng crying, for no reason to think of Stephen Chow’s lines: “I am a walk-on, but not a dead walk-on.”.
「…… Yang Meng, it’s all right if you call me a bastard, but can you get rid of the word “dead” in front of it? As soon as I said that, I was greeted with an even fiercer reproach: “You are a dead bastard!”! Dead Ouyang! ***ing bastards, bastards, bastards! Dead, dead, dead bastards..
It seems that I, like Stephen Chow, am doomed to a bad fate.
But I still breathed a sigh of relief, although the little girl was emotional, but fortunately Wang Hui did not tell her my current situation, otherwise I can not guarantee that she will not directly hit the face of the killing, in the base to make a scene. By that time, I’m afraid I won’t be able to keep her.
I can only explain to her that the appendix has been cut off, the wound has just healed, I can’t walk on the ground, I can’t go back to school for the time being when I live in a relative’s home. Before I could finish, Yang Meng shouted, “What?!”! It’s been a month and it still hasn’t healed?!
“Uh..” I grow slowly.. Realizing there was a mistake, I quickly made up for it: “Actually, I almost recovered two days ago, but I accidentally infected and inflamed the incision again. Hey, this is making a lot of trouble.”
“Well, then you, you have to be careful, take care of your body, don’t get infected again..” Yang Meng said as he sobbed. I was so desperate that I went crazy, and she believed it?! It
took a long time to persuade her. When he finally hung up, Yang Meng told him again and again, “Remember to call me!”! Be sure to call me often! If you don’t call me, I’ll call you!
“Okay, okay, I know, bye..” I hung up and looked at my cell phone and thought helplessly that there would be no peace in the future. I always feel that I have been forgotten by the outside world, but only when I lose it, can I know how to cherish it. God, go ahead and forget me.
Tianjin, please forget me tonight. After
sending off Yang Meng, I was about to go back to sleep when the captain of the murder weapon suddenly called out, “All right, everyone pack up, go wash your faces and urinate, and we’ll set off soon!”
“Let’s go, where to go?” I looked at the sun outside and ran in the morning. It’s impossible. What time is it? It’s Sunday today.
“Every four weeks, we go out on weekends to have fun. This is a traditional event at the base.” A Qiang, who looks a bit like pop singer Wang Chieh with a side parting, pushed me: “I’ve been suffocating for a month. Today, my brother will take you out to have a good time.”
“Oh, Ah Qiang, it’s you who are suffocating, isn’t it? I insist on taking the blame with you.” The little demon took the words and fought with Aqiang, and the two of them gave out a burst of lewd laughter. I looked at the dormitory, but Naikun wasn’t there. “Where is the coach?” I asked. “If you want to go out to play, call him and ask him to come with you.”
You’d better forget it and leave him alone. He knew we were going out to play today, so he went back to the city alone yesterday. The murder weapon shrugged. “Although the coach is not a few years older than us, he’s an old fuddy-duddy. He can’t even sing karaoke. He’s a typical person with few desires.”
After listening to the murder weapon, I thought about it. It was true that Nai Kun looked like that, and he didn’t look like he could sing karaoke. There was a broken jeep
at the door, a red Xiali with paint off. I chose Xiali to sit, and I felt the car was more comfortable. A Qiang sat in the co-pilot’s seat, turned on the radio and listened to pop songs, humming.
“Ah Qiang, can you have a little pursuit and listen to something nutritious?” The murder weapon caught fire. He started the car and said, “Change the channel.”
No way, in the absence of the coach, the captain is the boss. A Qiang could only tune the channel obediently, and a murmur came out.
“Hey, this friend, I think what you said is like this. Every time you have sex..” Suddenly a clear voice came from the radio, like a clear spring flowing through our hearts. “Oh, that’s good,” said the murder weapon at once. “Just listen to that.”
Isn’t this the night talk in Jincheng? Why do you put this on in broad daylight? Qiang has a depressed face.
“Replay it. It’s a hit.” Said the murder weapon as he listened with intoxication. It’s my first time to listen to
this program, and I can’t help being a little curious. After listening all the way, I basically understand that this program is a few psychological counseling experts sitting, and then the audience calls in turn to ask, and then the experts answer. The questions raised seemed novel at first, but after hearing a lot, there was nothing new, just a few things over and over again. Either I’m short, or I’m short, or I don’t think my time is long enough. Long and fierce enough and disliked each other’s disharmony. Anyway, I just couldn’t get out of bed. Another woman called to say that she couldn’t help shouting at the most critical moment, and all the neighbors in the neighborhood had opinions and asked what to do. I wonder if this woman is Tuo. If I were you, I would never make this call. The
expert’s answer is not good enough, and there is nothing remarkable about it. It’s not that you are under too much pressure, that is to say, you don’t sleep well. If the situation is more serious, you may be a little neurotic, and you should pay attention to keeping a good mood at ordinary times. I’m surprised. What do people think it’s too short and too much pressure has to do with it? Can too much pressure affect the length? Marx taught us early on that matter determines consciousness. These experts are obviously not good at philosophy and openly advocate idealism.
The car ran for half a day, and at the end of the night talk in Jincheng, we also arrived at our destination. I haven’t been to the city for a long time, and as soon as I got off the bus, I really felt like it was bustling. I looked up and saw the “Hongchuan Entertainment City” facing us.
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Hongchuan Entertainment City. Very big, very grand, very good, very harmonious. In China, the word
“entertainment” can be described as broad and profound, inclusive of everything, and unspeakable. In short, I feel that everything that is not very good is related to entertainment. Originally a good word, “teacher” stinks, “young lady” stinks, “entertainment” also stinks.
After getting off the bus, the brothers did not go straight to the entertainment city, but went into a nearby Sichuan restaurant, ate and drank a meal, and Everbright Tiger himself drank six bottles of Snow Beer. After dinner, several people with a full body of alcohol, drunk into the Hongchuan entertainment city.
We went straight up to the KTV on the second floor and asked for a big private room. On a table of red melon seeds beer peanut beans, the door closed a few brothers began to sing. The sound effect of this
KTV is excellent, and the effect of stereo surround sound is clear and mellow. In addition, the brothers had drunk too much wine, and their energy had just come up. No matter who grabbed the microphone, they would sing a song and roar at the top of their voices, which made the beer bottles on the table buzz.
You sing and I come on stage. Two microphones are not enough. We’re going to fight for the wheat. The big tiger managed to grab the wheat, and then a magnificent song “Tracker’s Love” was sung with tears in people’s eyes. The one who ran away. It’s so unrestrained. I have sung
KTV several times in my hometown. In fact, I still have some feelings. But I had to sit on the side and eat red melon seeds while watching them play their musical talents passionately. After singing like this for more than two hours, my ears were almost deafened. The murder weapon snatched the microphone and said, “All right, all right, enough is enough.”. West Poison hasn’t sung a single song yet.
“You can sing. I’m not addicted to this stuff.” I said as I knocked red melon seeds. Shit, my mouth is numb after more than two hours.
That’s no good. If you come out to play together, you have to sing two songs. As a team leader, I have to be even. The murder weapon handed me the microphone. Come on, people have said this, it is not good to brush his face, so I took Mike.
“What song?” Asked the little demon sitting next to the karaoke machine.
“I’ll do it myself.” I sat down and flipped through the menu. Turning to the column beginning with the letter “M,” my eyes suddenly lit up. Unexpectedly, there was a song by this group?
How is that possible? Are they famous? But there were only two of their songs on the menu, and with a wry smile, I understood that they were not yet famous, and that these two songs might only be slightly spread on the Internet. I didn’t expect this KTV to have a complete collection.
I ordered a song called “Dream Machine”. The name is Qing Feng.
The Dream Machine is a group of two people, a man and a woman. That woman is my cousin. When she was in college, she formed an electronic band with a friend and always dreamed of performing on the stage. When I was a senior in high school, my cousin knew that I had a good literary talent and could write something at ordinary times, so she asked me to write some lyrics for her. Under the flattery of her rainbow fart, I naturally followed the example of dogs and horses, including the song “Green Front”. My cousin listened to those songs later, and they were very good, but they never became famous. The
soothing music sounded with a hint of ethereal Chinese wind. I looked at the screen and sang. I want to be free
day and night,
but it is not too much.
A thousand years of time,
still can not predict the end of loneliness. As long as
you leave slowly,
you do not call me again,
I am quenched today,
can not touch.
At the foot of the mountain,
there are countless passers-by.
Circulation of the world,
the number of missteps and become a fault through the ages.
The green front flows,
a hundred steps are invisible,
I am in hell, but there is a thought,
spreading the plum blossom fragrant ink.
…… At the end of the
song, the whole audience was silent. The brothers stared at me with their eyes wide open. After a while, the little demon asked, “Whose song is this?”. It sounds so good. Why haven’t you heard it before?
“Little band, not famous.” I said lightly, pretending to be invisible.
West Poison, one more. There’s another one. Sing it. Without waiting for me to speak, the little demon automatically ordered the next song for me.
It’s “Chaos of the Gods” by Dream Machine. There are only two songs in the KTV. Of course, I wrote the lyrics of this song.
Do not look at the quicksand,
the flow between the fingers is full of prosperity.
Pray for all the blessings to fall, and
the beacon fire glides along the curtain.
All dreams,
all bubbles,
the past is like overnight tea. The mottled murals in the grottoes of
the Western Regions, and
the Buddha statues beyond the Great Wall.
When Xuanzang passed by here, Yelang was arrogant,
chanting sutras and numerous slogans to smooth the uneven wolf teeth.
No birth, no death
, no dirt, no purity,
the soul of all living beings is here,
all things are clear,
everything is like him.
…… After
singing, the elder brothers stared at each other, looking like they were not satisfied. The murder weapon was stupefied for a long time and said, “No, why haven’t you heard this song before?”
“Truth is always in the hands of the few.” I put down the microphone and said. The fresh air brought by the
brief Chinese wind was soon drowned out by the noise that followed. They took Mike and continued to shout heartlessly, as if they were the only one in the world. When I ate the fifth pack of red melon seeds, they finally vented their repressed desire for music and walked out of the private room one by one, leaving only empty bottles on the table and melon seed shells on the ground. The private room looked as pitiful as a girl who had been torn by a strong man.
I thought today’s entertainment was over, and they went up to the fifth floor. On the door on the fifth floor is a sign that reads “Hong Chuan Bath.” As soon as
we walked in, a woman in her forties came to greet us. Although Xu Niang was half old, she was still charming. She was warm and generous, neither humble nor arrogant. It was obvious that she had received good professional training.
“Sister Ho, I haven’t seen you for a while. I’ve missed you so much.” The little demon looked familiar with the woman and touched her waist by the way. Smiling angrily,
Sister Ho patted the little demon, then turned around and said, “The brothers will sit down first, and I’ll ask the younger sisters to talk with you.”
Everyone sat down on the sofa. I looked around. It was beautifully and tastefully decorated, and there were pictures of half-naked ladies in the bath and classical oil paintings on the walls. I suddenly understand that this is the highlight of today’s “entertainment.”. As I sat there, I suddenly felt nervous for no reason. I’m afraid every man knows what
“bath” means. I had no reason for a weak, turned to look at a few of them, but they are ordinary, one by one smiling, laughing.
After a long time, five young ladies came in from the door and stood in front of us. Sister Ho followed her and said with an unnatural smile, “Brothers, let these guys talk to you first.” As soon as
I looked up at the five young ladies, I understood why Sister He smiled so unnaturally. The five girls slipped away, plain and unattractive, as if they were waiting by the roadside to find a job, and seemed to have no desire. The other four are barely passable and can only be described as ordinary, that is, ordinary people. But one of them is so long that I will never forget it.
This girl is not tall, her face is not small, and she looks like Xifeng. Wearing a pair of exaggerated high-heeled shoes, she stood there staring at us with a pair of dead fish eyes without expression, just like looking at a pile of dried dog dung on the side of the road. She didn’t smile, but then she smiled reluctantly, and the fork of her big mouth almost grinned to the root of her ear, which made me almost faint on the spot.
This informal meeting left an indelible shadow in my heart, so that when Xifeng was born, I wondered if the girl had come out again. It was really impressive.
He Jie such a capable woman, this time also appears to be extremely unnatural, standing there with a face of embarrassment looking at us with a smile. Even if I don’t say it, I also know that this must be the role of their entertainment city at the bottom of the box, and it will not be shown unless it is absolutely necessary.
The little demon stood up, his face as ugly as if he had just eaten shit. “Sister Ho, what do you mean by making fun of the brothers with sincerity?” He said with a kind of sulk.
“No, no, little demon brother, sit down first and listen to me.” Sister Ho quickly persuaded the little demon to sit down and said with a smiling face, “Well, this weekend, there are a lot of guests coming to play, and the young ladies can’t cope with it. They’re really a little nervous.”. The Second Artillery Brother brought a few brothers to play, and asked a dozen or so young ladies to sing with him. You see, we can’t offend anyone, can we?
“Which Second Artillery?” The murder weapon frowned.
“Brother Erpao, Liu Erpao of Tangku, the foreign goods market is his place.” Sister He said.
“I thought it was the Second Artillery Corps, but it turned out to be this guy. He’s a brother now, too.” The murder weapon snorted coldly and asked, “Which room is he in?”
“Second floor, 206, KTV room.” Sister He answered quickly. It seems that she is also dissatisfied with this second artillery brother.
“When this guy was hanging out with Brother Li, he was just an errand boy. I didn’t expect to see him for more than a year, and now he’s still showing off.” The murder weapon turned his head and said, “Xiao Yao, Xi Du, and Ah Qiang, you three go down and have a look.”
“Oh, brother Xiaoyao, if you have something to say, don’t fight.” He Jie hurriedly exhorted in the back. I looked back at her and realized that it was not easy to do anything. Without saying a word
, Aqiang kicked open the door of the 206 compartment with a loud clang. The singer, who was hugging a young lady and holding a microphone, suddenly stood there and looked at us in a daze. The private room, which had just been noisy, was silent for a moment, and was shocked by our sudden appearance. A gangster’s hand touched the chest of the young lady in his arms and looked up at us in surprise, looking very strange. In the whole room, only the accompaniment of music was still ringing, which was Ren Xianqi’s “Too Soft Heart”.
“Damn it, who are you? You want to die!” The guy who touched the lady’s chest was the first to react, reluctantly took his hand away, stood up and pointed at us and scolded.
I quickly glanced at the private room. There were six men, scattered around on a circle of sofas. But there are nine young ladies in the private room. On average, one person can occupy less than two, and one is a little too much. I can’t help but quickly calculate how they are divided in my mind. But I soon realized that I was worrying about nothing. On a sofa in the middle, a bald guy was sitting there. He had three young ladies on his left and right. I breathed a light breath, which was much better. The three of
us kicked the door open and stood there without speaking, staring at them coldly. The other side “hula” all stood up, and two of them had already grabbed the beer bottle in their hands. As they walked toward us, they cursed: “Shit, where did you come from? You want to die, don’t you?”
Wait.. Where are you guys from? The bald man stood up from the sofa, stopped his men’s movements, pushed aside the two young ladies next to him and came to us.
I’m sure this bald man is the Second Artillery Corps. The eldest brother is the eldest brother, in the middle of a group of younger brothers really stand out from the crowd, extraordinary bearing. He strolled to the door with a grim smile on his face and said, “Where are you from? I dare to kick around my place. I’m looking for a trainer, aren’t I? I’m tired of living.” Oh, brother Qiang, isn’t this brother Qiang?! The Second Artillery Corps, which had suddenly changed its
attitude 180 degrees, hurriedly turned around and shouted to his younger brother, “Turn off the music, turn off the music!” Then just after the climax of “too soft heart” came to an abrupt end, and the private room was completely clean. When the Second Artillery Corps turned around again, they had already changed their faces and said, “Brother Qiang, oh, and Brother Xiaoyao, this is..” Why are you here to play? The younger brother behind
him was neither advancing nor retreating, especially the two with beer bottles in their hands, standing there embarrassed.
“This weekend, the brothers came over to play when they had nothing to do, but I didn’t expect to meet the Second Artillery Corps who was also happy here. What a coincidence.” Qiang answered with a smile, but there was a needle in his words.
“Oh, happy, happy.” With a smiling face, the Second Artillery Corps said, “The three of you will sit down and play together. How many songs will you sing?”? I asked the waiter to bring me another case of beer.
No more playing, the brothers upstairs are still waiting. But there are no young ladies today. They are all angry there. I have to go up quickly. As he spoke, Ah Qiang deliberately glanced into the private room and said, “Oh, Brother Second Artillery, you have quite a few young ladies here.”
“Sing along, sing along, create an atmosphere.” The Second Artillery Corps is also a sensible person, and immediately knew what it meant: “Just call a few more people to come over and have a good time.”. Heh, heh, heh, just trying to get them up there.
In that case, we won’t prevent the Second Artillery Corps from being happy, and you can continue to sing. I drank a little too much today, and I accidentally kicked your door. Sorry, Brother Second Artillery. A Qiang said with a hand, which was a step down for the other side.
“Well, come down and play later and sing a few songs.” The Second Artillery Corps watched us leave with a smile on their faces. I walked at the back and faintly heard a conversation behind me.
“Brother Pao, why didn’t you tell us to do it?”
“Do it, move your mother!”! You know who they are, and any one of them can take down your whole room..
Although I don’t like this way of snatching women from others, at least it can make the lady who looks more like Xifeng disappear quickly from my eyes, so I acquiesced.
After a while, eight or nine young ladies came up leisurely with professional smiles on their faces. These are so much better, totally up to expectations. The five young ladies who were in front of us just now have disappeared. Sister He said that they were sent down to sing with the Second Artillery Corps. I suddenly had a deep sympathy for the second artillery brother. Each of
them picked one, hugged it and went in happily. Finally, I was left with one that looked younger and still had a trace of green. I thought they were taking care of me, but later Aqiang told me that he came here to have fun, not to have feelings. Pick the young lady, pick the kind of romantic veteran, skilled. If you see someone who is a little shy, you must have just entered the industry and can’t play. When you get to the key place, you have to teach her. For what? Did you spend money to train his staff here?
The young lady led me slowly through a corridor that looked mysterious and deep in the dim yellow light. On both sides of the corridor, there are many oil paintings and prints, all of which are nude paintings made by some Renaissance masters. Men’s muscles are strong, women’s skin is fair, full of expression of strength and beauty, which makes people feel artistic admiration. I suddenly found that the bath city is the place where most nude paintings are hung. If you’re looking for some Renaissance in China, you really have to come here and have a good time.
She stopped in front of a door, pushed it gently away, and took me in. Inside was a small suite with a soft red light. The atmosphere was warm, clean and tidy, which diluted my nervousness to a certain extent.
I sat on the edge of the bed, pretending to look through the “lover” magazine at the head of the bed as if nothing had happened. The tension I had just calmed suddenly came up again, and I could even hear my heart beating. The young lady suddenly asked sweetly, “Sir, would you like to take a bath first?”
Listening to this professional voice, it seems that she really misunderstood her for being green. Riding a tiger is difficult to dismount. All I can say is, “Good.”
I was standing under the shower when the frosted glass sliding door suddenly opened and the young lady poked her head in. I quickly and subconsciously covered my vital parts. “What are you doing?” As soon as the
words came out of my mouth, I was so embarrassed that I wanted to get into the cracks in the ground. What else can we do here?
“I’ll give you a bath and rub your back.” When the young lady saw me ask this question, she was also stupefied and did not come in. She was showing her head there, looking like Liaozhai.
It was too embarrassing. “No, no,” I said quickly. “I’m almost done.”
I hastily dried off and came out wrapped in my bathrobe. The light in the room was even more ambiguous, and the young lady was lying on the bed, waiting for me in her underwear. In the soft light, her body is like a treasure, which contains countless secrets that people want to explore. There was a buzz in my head, as if I had been hit in an instant.
“Sir, I just took a shower and it smells so good.” She sat up and helped me slowly remove my bathrobe. When she was close to me, I smelled the unique femininity of her body. It was the first time I had had such intimate contact with a woman, and the dizziness was like the waves beating against my nerves. All thoughts about life and destiny stopped flowing at that moment. Although it was only a simple act of undressing, I shuddered all over. Are you cold,
sir? The woman stopped taking off my clothes.
“It’s not cold, what’s wrong?”
“Then why are you covered with chicken skin?”
I looked down, and sure enough, there was a layer of goose bumps on my body, and all my hair stood up. It’s really a shame to be so excited before you take off your clothes. “Oh,” I said quickly, “I just took a shower. It’s a little cold.”
A long, long time later, I still remember that feeling, that feeling of trembling all over my body, and I have never experienced it again, no matter in what way. Perhaps, there is only one chance to experience this feeling in life, but unfortunately, I gave it to a woman who only met once and didn’t even know her name.
The woman saw that my hair stood up and wrapped me in a bathrobe again. “Then you can warm up again.” Then she turned around and reached behind her back to untie her underwear.
“Wait, wait a minute.” I actually grabbed her hand devilishly, which surprised me a little.
“What’s the matter, sir?” She turned around and asked, looking puzzled.
I don’t know how to answer her. At the moment when she was about to untie her underwear, the figure of Ah Guo suddenly jumped out of my mind. She sat there, smoking a cigarette, her delicate face like a fallen spirit. Then, Yang Meng’s figure also jumped out, that night, she stared at me under the street lamp, eyes flowing with colorful sadness. The appearance of these two women at such an inopportune time extinguished the flame of all my desires in an instant like an iceberg.
I took hold of the woman’s hand, hesitated for a moment, and said, “No need to untie it, that’s all.”
“Oh, so that’s what the gentleman likes. That’s all right.” The woman let go of her hand and took out a list from her bag and handed it to me. “Sir, which one do you like to play first?”
I took the list and glanced at it, and it was full of “fire and ice, poisonous dragons, roaming,” and so on. Although I have not eaten pork, but also seen the pig run, these things do not know how to play, but think about it can be roughly estimated. I put down the list and said, “I don’t like these..” Tell you what, you can talk with me for a while. After
saying that, I felt a little disappointed.
“Sir, aren’t you pleased with me?” “If you are not satisfied, I will change another lady to come over.”
No, no, I’m really a little.. I’m too tired. I made up a reason casually.
The woman immediately panicked and cried, “Sir, don’t do this. Wait a minute. You have to sign every item on this list.”. If you are not satisfied with any item, the head waiter will deduct my money. If you do this, my clock will be in vain.
“Satisfied? Satisfied? I’ll sign it for you later.” I couldn’t bear to see a woman in a hurry. “I won’t let you be deducted,” I said quickly. “It’s just that you can talk with me. I’m not in the mood today.” Then
the woman stopped crying, gathered her hair and looked at me. “Speak?”? Say what?
“Just say whatever you want and have a chat.” I smiled awkwardly.
“Then lie down and I’ll give you a massage.” The woman put on a coat, with a hint of bitterness in her tone, as if I owed her a lot instead of having sex with her.
I lay down and relaxed, and the woman began to work on me, which was very comfortable and very useful. I hugged the pillow and asked, “Did you learn massage before?”
“I used to work with a master who loosened the bones.” The woman replied, without stopping.
“Oh, what’s your name?” I began to have nothing to say.
You can call me the 25th. I’m here on the 25th. Remember to call me next time.
“Well..” Number 25, from your accent, are you from the south?
“Guizhou is a poor place.”
Her answer reminded me of my first conversation with Ago, and she answered me the same way. I suddenly thought, “Let me ask you a question. Your name is Ah Guo. Do you know him? He is also from Guizhou. He is your fellow-townsman.” As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I regretted it. It was useless to ask. She did this. How could she know Ah Guo.
“Ah Guo?”? I know her! Number 25 said as he pinched my waist.
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