"For the sake of a girl, I can come to Beigao for three years, can you?"

"I watched them all grow up, and those who have a conscience often come to see me in the future!"

"It's a fucking cold ...... this summer"

One day in August 2003, it was cloudy with a northerly wind. Beicheng, Beicheng High School, the alley in front of the door, one of the most smoky miasma among the many barbecue stalls.

Wen Yu spread his legs and sat on the pony that had already been covered with oil, and had already drunk the seventh bottle of old snowflake. He felt that his eyes were sour, so he took off his glasses with large black frames, grabbed the corners of his T-shirt and wiped them, but the oil stains mixed with the mirror were more evenly distributed. He kept drinking glass by glass, burping constantly, chattering with his fox friends in junior high school, like a dying old lady explaining the aftermath, without logic and without stopping.

Wen Yu's voice was very loud, which caused several tables of boys who had just graduated from high school to stare at him all the time. In Beicheng, the boys in the upper grades are the existence of the grandson who has become a grandfather, and the younger brothers must not be offended in the slightest, otherwise they will be given verbal warnings and hands-on education. The owner of the barbecue stall was not surprised, but he walked like a master of light skills, shuttling between the stalls, and with a few ups and downs, he removed all the empty beer bottles from the greasy folding tables, so that the glass ballast would not fly sideways after a while.

However, under the shroud and greetings of these many eyes, Wen Yu didn't care, and shouted in a higher voice.

"We can't get back the youth we lost!"

"The youth that cannot be returned has just begun!"

"! Cheers......"

As the summer drew to a close, the air in Beicheng, a city forty miles away before liberation, was set on fire, and the millions of thermometers in the city were all on the verge of thirty degrees at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the sun was still holding fast at forty degrees.

Even so, Wen Yu still felt cold from time to time.

This season, two people Wen Yu knew became rich overnight, and basically switched big houses and bought cars at the same time, one of them was his fourth uncle who speculated in stocks, and the other was an old neighbor who wholesaled cool oil and thermometers. On the third day after the old neighbor moved away, Wen Yu found that the person who moved in was actually a very beautiful big girl, about twenty years old, Wen Yu drunkenly poked her on the wall of the corridor, and then hit the girl at first sight, standing in the corridor and chatting for half a point, I can't remember what I talked about, I only remember the last conversation.

"How old are you, young lady, in high school or college?" When talking about college, Wen Yu was a little weak-hearted, and in his concept, female college students were a completely unfamiliar and uneasy concept to grasp.

"It's been more than a year since I graduated from college, and now I'm staying in school as a teacher, and I'll call my sister when we meet in the future, be good!" The eldest girl playfully raised her index finger and flicked it to Wen Yu's head, and turned around gorgeously and floated out of the corridor, leaving only an elegant fragrance that could not be said whether it was perfume or shampoo.

An accidental conversation full of hormones and the desire to talk ended so hastily that Wen Yu was in a trance for a long time.

Of course, Wen Yu will definitely tell this joke to the fox friends at the wine table, and he believes that his literary talent and eloquence will definitely depict the scene in a sunny and snowy way, full of ambiguity, and even secretly fragrant, but in less than ten minutes, I don't know how many times I was interrupted by this group of lower riba people.

"Less nonsense, I just want to ask you how you happened?"

"Kissing or holding hands, did you invite you into the house for a soda? …… At least leave a phone number! ”

"Later...... When I saw her in the hallway, I called my sister, although I didn't see her twice in a week. ”

"Wen Yu, as soon as you meet a girl, you will be very inferior!" The fox friends broke out into roaring laughter, and the aura at this table instantly became weird and powerful, which made those senior party members dare not look at it directly.

"Fuck me off!" Wen Yu waved his hand to drive away all the fox friends who listened to his ramblings, then stood up, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, stretched his waist, and threw a piece of Grandpa Mao on the table, and then under the gaze of other table mouth greetings, he took a sharp step, climbed into the wall of Beicheng High School, and walked into the teaching office at the last minute of the deadline for reporting the admission notice.

"Beigao, you're still here." Wen Yu threw the "Admission Instructions" directly into the garbage and stole it after going out of the teaching office, and finally sighed.

Regarding Beicheng High School, when he was in junior high school, he often went to the football field here with this group of fox friends, and he knew how many buildings, how many stadiums, where the shops were, and what brand of cigarettes the doorman smoked. They studied in the best junior high school in Beicheng, and a small half of the graduates in each class were going to enter the provincial high school, so at that time, he also bet that if anyone lost the high school entrance examination and fell here to study, don't mix in the circle.

But the bet is a bet, and when he really saw the gilded characters of Ming Huanghuang's "Beicheng Famous School City Attached High School", the circle still took care of his emotions and still played football with him, and the dozen or so barbecue stalls at the gate of Beicheng High School accompanied him to drink the old snowflakes for a whole summer, and also agreed that as long as Wen Yu was here to entertain, they would still work hard to ride bicycles in the future, not avoiding the knives and axes of their parents, skipping classes, skipping school, and letting their girlfriends and pigeons come.

After reporting for duty, Wen Yu received what he thought was the ugliest set of clothes in his life - military training uniforms, and this set of clothes would also become a school uniform to wear for three years. The next day, Beicheng High School began pre-school military training. Wen Yu very much hopes that he can always get drunk at the gate of Beigao, but he also knows that people can't keep drinking and sobering up, and they have to face it sooner or later, maybe although high school life is not enjoyable, it will always be more comfortable than retching after drinking too much every day, at least it won't be more uncomfortable.

The next day, Wen Yu, like everyone else, put on a military training uniform with a strong rubber smell and went to the school playground to gather, and took an 84-producing Huanghai passenger with a roaring engine to the military training ground, but he still felt that all this in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with him. He always wanted to wake up and put on the blue and white school uniform of the provincial high school, ride his bicycle to school, and there was a familiar pink figure at the school gate.

From the old engine to the tires, but the power of the air conditioner has not diminished, he curled up on the seat that smelled of sweat, still lamenting that the northern city will be so cold and gloomy in summer.

Beicheng is the eldest son and grandson of the republic, and the ground has been carved up by the army, the railway, and the family courtyard of the factory. After more than an hour of bumpy rides, we finally arrived at a shooting training center located in the northern suburbs of the city. After getting off the bus, this group of high school freshmen stood in an uneven queue under the scolding of the head teacher, three by three, two by two, turning heads and ears, ignoring the head teacher, and not taking the black-faced instructor in front of them seriously at all. At that moment, they were half apprehensive and half curious about the wind and sun that had not lasted for more than ten days, but they could not forget to put on a posture of indifference, which was the patent posture of sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys. It's just that they can't predict how many "military-civilian conflicts" there will be in the next few days, and they don't know that at the end of the military training, they will have a "no distinction between dignity and inferiority" and talk with the instructors, hugging each other and calling them brothers.

"Wen Yu, I came to Beijing High School from the junior high school next door." When taking turns to introduce himself, Wen Yu lazily walked out of the queue and threw the luggage roll at his feet, and said the shortest and dull words above, omitting the junior high school alma mater, high school entrance examination scores, hobbies, and college entrance examination goals that everyone else talked about...... He looked at the same flat faces, and at this moment he was even more sure that he would not sit at the barbecue stall and drink with his fox friends.

On the way to the military training venue, Wen Yu had already made up his mind to let the good skin bag in junior high school be burned to ashes under the scorching sun from now on, and he wanted to buy another set of clothes for himself and live a different life.

Behind him, the classes that had arrived at the training base first had lined up, shouting the slogan "Exercise your physique, fight SARS", and began to run in circles around the dusty and dusty sandy playground that was difficult to see at a glance.

Just as Wen Yu finished speaking, picked up his luggage and swayed back to the queue, he heard a girl's disdainful boo, "What is this, maverick?" ”

Wen Yu stopped, and swept coldly around the army green with his eyes, but he didn't see anyone looking at him, and he didn't know who spoke just now. Students who read that stage will understand in seconds that maverick is used to describe pigs, and he also despises this girl who uses texts to quote scriptures, so he continued to stand there, swept the second circle with colder eyes, and focused on all the girls who showed their faces, but still didn't see any of the girls with unnatural expressions on their faces.

When he met the stubble, Wen Yu thought secretly, but it's okay, when he goes to Beigao to study, I'm afraid he won't be able to live a troublesome day.

It's not bad to be a maverick, Wen Yu feels that he does have the capital to be a maverick, because he has practiced a unique skill in the ancient dragon, for example, he stood there in a daze at the moment, and then "there as if he was looking at everyone, and as if no one was looking". After that, the good-looking girls were scanned by Wen Yu one by one, numbered, and stored in the brain, and this happened to become the basis for the conversation in the boys' dormitory on the first night.

Lying down became the beginning of Wen Yu's life banter in Beigao, which completely led him into a gambling game after his deliberate disguise or helpless transformation.

The military trainees live in several red brick houses built in batches in the former Soviet Union in the 50s, which look exceptionally sturdy from the outside, and even if there is an earthquake, they will not lose a piece of the wall. But when I entered the house, I suddenly returned to the pre-liberation period, the one-meter-high dark green wall skirt had been torn to the ground, the doorknobs, tables and chairs had been covered with years of sweat, the two wooden window frames creaked, the three bunk iron frame beds creaked, and the dormitory was like an old man who had not bathed for many years, looking at this group of new residents with no life.

Although the environment is old, the moonlight shines in at night, and they are not familiar with each other, still so that a few spring hearts have nowhere to hide, and the stars of fireworks are dotted, like idle clouds that stir up sorrow, and occasionally there is a noise next door and a noise in the water room in the distance.

"In the garden late at night, it is quiet everywhere, only the wind is singing softly, how good the night is, how hearty it is, in this charming night......" Wen Yu stood in front of the window, grabbed the iron fence with both hands, and roared hoarsely, and several military dogs in the compound also barked, forming a happy little duet of people and dogs.

"! Who is calling the soul in the middle of the night, and wants to die to come to 359 to find me! It took a while for someone to scold, and then many windows echoed, and it was very lively.

"You want me to die, come to me!" Wen Yu immediately yelled in response, and the whole building suddenly quieted down, and all the spectators hiding behind the window were at this moment, their hearts were beating faster, their blood pressure soared, and they were looking forward to a bloody picture from the bottom of their hearts, although even if there was a bloody case in this dark day, they might not be able to see it.

"! What room are you in! Ten seconds later, the scolding man replied.

"Guess! ......" As soon as Wen Yu's voice fell, the building that had been quiet exploded again, and the windows of each black hole were like a huge toothless mouth, and the sound of wild laughter erupted, like an atomic bomb bursting, and then splitting, resonating, and reverberating, completely igniting this silent night that made everyone a little disappointed.

"That's right, or it's so quiet that it's disturbing." Wen Yu was finally satisfied, paced back from the window like an old gentleman, gave a circle of cigarettes to the people in the house, put the basin upside down on his head and went to the water room to wash his face.

The water room was at the end of the corridor, near the side staircase, the light inside was dim, Wen Yu walked in and saw an inch-headed non-commissioned officer shirtless, using two large army-green iron basins to replace and then splash cold water on his body, muscle blocks surging uneasily under the ancient ingot-colored skin. Hearing someone coming in, the non-commissioned officer glanced back expressionlessly, and then continued to rinse, Wen Yu felt that the non-commissioned officer's face seemed to be black and impermanent under the light, and his eyes looked like a phantom that was not reincarnated by the six animals. He's the instructor in the class, and it's really cool if the instructor forgets that the dormitory building was co-ed during military training. Wen Yu even immediately had an evil idea, wanting to go upstairs and call a few girls in the class to come down, and then "pass" by the water room.