Tangshan's career in the rivers and lakes began by climbing on a tractor.

At the age of seventeen, Tang Shan was a sophomore in a high school on the outskirts of Fenglin Town. This year, the school repaired the basketball court and running track, and it is said that the funds are seriously insufficient, I don't know if it is true or not. At the beginning of the school year, the principal held a school-wide mobilization meeting and impassionedly called on students to work and study.

The principal is a broken mouth, in addition to his impassioned tone, many and empty words, and always upside down, he doesn't know what to say for a long time. Tangshan learned the Chinese well, and it took a lot of effort to summarize a central idea from the principal's nonsense:

"All the physical work is done by the students themselves."

The headmaster finally waved his hand and shouted arrogantly:

"Ten years of trees, 100 years of people; This session of hard work has benefited countless generations. ”

Tang Shan stood bored in the training team, his eyes wandering, always looking for the figure of Jiang Suping, a beautiful tablemate, but unfortunately after watching for a long time, he didn't know where she was standing. Because he was obedient and not serious, he always probed his brain, and was kicked in the ass by the physical education teacher and head teacher.

Tang Shan was kicked, and in a gloomy mood, he felt even more that the principal's remarks were not right. At the same time, he also thinks that the head teacher is a rare villain, and if he has the opportunity, he must kick the other party in the ass eight times to relieve the hatred in his heart.

At the beginning of the second day of the automatic assembly, there was only one class in the afternoon, and after three o'clock, all the students went to the playground to participate in manual labor and worked until six o'clock. Leveling the ground, picking sand, filling stones, and even mixing cement are all done by the students by hand. The female students were drenched in sweat, and the male students were stinking.

Everyone sighed while working, this is the 21st century, and it is simply a time to the primitive era.

Tang Shan's exclamation is different from others:

"Nima, this is a school, it's a prison."

The head teacher and physical education teacher happened to walk past him, and when he heard this, he stabbed him in the ass and kicked him in the ass.

At night, the students who live on campus have nowhere to take a shower, so they can only wrap their faces in the quilt and fall asleep on the bunk. Tangshan's family is in a remote rural area, and unfortunately they are part of the boarding students. In the middle of the night, he felt not fatigue and pain, but deep despair.

One day a month later, a large tractor pulled a wagon of sand from the river and dumped it in the middle of the dug playground. Tang Shan happened to be standing next to him with a shovel, waiting to exhaust his physical strength.

When the tractor poured the last grain of sand and slowly pulled back into the back compartment, Tang Shan suddenly threw away the shovel and jumped sideways, like a prison escape criminal in a Hollywood movie, rolling into the still smoking carriage.

In order to avoid the eyes of the head teacher and physical education teacher, Tang Shan lay at the bottom of the carriage until the tractor drove to the edge of the playground, estimating that the physical education teacher could not catch up no matter how fast he ran, he poked his head out, raised his arms and shouted to the crowd working in the distance:

"Goodbye, fellow inmates."

No one answered, and no one looked back. The PE teacher and homeroom teacher didn't know where it was, so it was likely that he was going to kick the ass of another student. Tang Shan's shouting goodbye was drowned out by the earth-shattering sound of the diesel engine.

For the first time, Tang Shan felt that he was a dispensable character in the eyes of everyone.

The tractor drove to the gate of the school, and Tang Shan suddenly found Jiang Suping at the same table in the crowd, and he was a little reluctant in his heart, and almost wanted to jump out of the carriage and return to the arms of the prisoners. But Jiang Suping, like other classmates, didn't glance at the tractor at all, and couldn't find out his heroic escape, which made his heart tingle again.

Tang Shan didn't jump down, but he lay on the side of the carriage, his head popped up, his breath was full, and his mouth was wide open, wanting to shout Jiang Suping's name loudly. Unexpectedly, the tractor accelerated at this moment, and under the action of inertia, he planted his head forward, and his whole face hit the edge of the carriage, not only eating a mouthful of mud and sand, but also breaking his upper and lower lips. For a while, blood flowed.

The three words "Jiang Suping" were swallowed back alive before they could rush out of Tang Shan's throat.

In the second half of the escape process, Tang Shan has been dealing with his mouth. Spit out a mouth full of mud and sand, and wipe the blood stains on your face with your sleeve. There is no time to think, and certainly no time to grieve.

After the tractor entered the city, the speed was slow because of the too many people, Tangshan found a slightly empty place, turned over and jumped out of the car, patted the dust on his body, and squeezed into the sidewalk, which immediately attracted the attention of many passers-by. In addition to a few old ladies who buy groceries, a few old men who move their muscles and bones on crutches, there are actually two or three young women who can barely be described as "sexy".

The street attracts passers-by to turn back, which is the first time in Tangshan's life. His vanity was filled in an instant, and he forgot for a moment the sadness of running away from school.

Tang Shan adjusted his mood and whistled at a girl who walked by with his waist twisted, but people rolled his eyes at him, his mouth opened and closed, and he seemed to curse a foul word.

What exactly was scolding, drowned out by the sound of cars passing by with loud horns next to him, Tang Shan didn't hear it clearly, and from the shape of his mouth, there was no Chinese foul language that matched. Tang Shan struggled hard for a long time, only to find out that the other party was speaking a common English line in Hollywood movies:

"Hair oil."

Tang Shan was furious for a moment. Just scolding, and pretending to be a big-tailed wolf in English? He was about to scold back, but after learning English in school for so many years, he couldn't say a complete sentence when he opened his mouth, and his tongue curled for a long time, and finally scolded a local vernacular:

"I'm *, what's the swagger? You're just a little bigger, and you're just a princess from the front. And there are pockmarks on the face. ”

This was the first thing Tang Shan said after escaping from the school. This sentence laid the foundation for his later language habits to a certain extent. In particular, the word "I* rely on" has become his mantra from this moment on.

The pock-faced girl didn't hear his scolding, and twisted her ass and walked away. But an old lady with a green onion next to her pouted and looked at him for a long time, as if she had seen a talking monster.

Tang Shan walked past the Xiushui Building, saw his image from the glass of the shop window, and realized that he had such a high rate of turning back just now, not because of the way he appeared from the sky, nor because of how jade trees he looked, but because his appearance was really unsightly.

His hair was covered in dust, and his dirty face was stained with blood. His eyes were blank, his nose was flattened, and his upper and lower lips were swollen like two sausages. It's all to blame for the sudden knock on the tractor.

Tang Shan stood in front of the glass, full of frustration. I didn't expect that as soon as I stepped into the rivers and lakes, my first impression was so embarrassing. No wonder the girl whistled and teased him just now, and wanted to use foul language in English. The old lady looked at him with disdain.

Tangshan's appearance and overall image are actually considered top-class in school, with a height of 1.75 meters and good facial features, except for growing up in the countryside and having a little rough and dark skin, there are almost no major shortcomings. The chubby girls in the class always surround him, intentionally or unintentionally, either to write a pen or to have a homework book. Only Jiang Suping, who was at the same table, ignored him, and sometimes saw him flirting with the fat girls, and would cast a few mocking glances viciously.

Tang Shan didn't want to affect the city's appearance, so he planned to enter the free bathroom of Xiushui Building, tidy up his messy hair, and wash his face. But he was still ten steps away from the revolving door, when the security guard came up to him and stopped him, and said to him with a smirk:

"It's a high-end place, and it's not allowed for people and madmen."

Tang Shan stared at the security guard's neck for a long time, wondering how hard he had to use to strangle this villain who looked down on people to death. But before he could put this idea into action, another security guard came over, glared at Tang Shan with ill will, and asked his companion:

"What's the matter? Where did this muddy guy come from? ”

One can't be dealt with, and if you add another one, of course Tangshan can't resist it. So, he didn't even scold foul language, and walked backwards in a stupid way.

In this way, Tangshan walked all the way to the Dongli Bridge, and from one end of the bridge, along a path that had been stepped out, down to the river, and hastily washed his hair and face. Finally, I used the water surface as a mirror, looked at myself for a long time, and felt that I had regained some of my former vigor, and then returned to the top of the bridge and began to think about what to do next in my career.

At this moment, he found an old man sitting at the end of the bridge, no more than five steps away from him. In front of the old man was a chess endgame.

Tang Shan couldn't help but take a few more looks. There are only six pieces on the board, with Red having a shot and a knight, and Black having a pawn and a rook. The chess game has obviously entered the final stage, just like the old man, after a long period of erosion, he is already in his last years.

In the school's rainy day physical education class, Tang Shan had played chess, but he was not much interested in this kind of simple endgame. Besides, he's not in the mood to play chess right now. Just as he was about to turn around, the old man spoke.

The old man did not raise his eyes to look at him when he spoke, but maintained the original posture of looking directly into the distance, and the sound that came out of his mouth was also like nothing:

"My mouth was swollen. It seems that the misfortune comes from the mouth. ”

Then he shook his head to himself: "The current street hooligans are really immoral, don't you hit people in the face." ”

Tang Shan looked around, and there was no one else within five steps, and he was sure that the old man was talking to himself. He was furious, thinking to himself that I obviously touched it accidentally, you dead old man, you are just clever and guessing, what kind of morality are you talking to imaginary hooligans, is there a disease in your brain?

Tang Shan almost scolded "Hit your * sister", but then reacted, this guy is already so old, no matter what his sister says, he is not much younger. I was angry for a while, but I didn't find the right words, and in the end, I laughed angrily. I had to sigh in my heart:

What the am I doing here with an old man who is playing the endgame?

When you think of this, you can walk with your feet up. As soon as he took three steps, the old man stopped him:

"Young man, play a game of chess and then go."

Tang Shan said angrily: "I don't know how to play chess." Play with your left hand and your right hand. ”

But the old man said unhurriedly, "If you win me, I'll give you a hundred yuan." Red and black are yours. ”

After saying that, he took out a hundred pieces and put them on the side of the chessboard, and pressed them with stones.

When Tang Shan saw the money, especially the hundred-yuan bill, his eyes immediately lit up. I thought, the chess game is so simple, and I choose red and black, so I don't believe in my wisdom, you are not as good as an old man on the street. Although playing chess to win the money of an old man on the street seems a bit immoral to others, it is not much of a sin not to steal or rob, and besides, he brought it upon himself.

Besides, there are people coming and going on the bridge, and no one is willing to look at this side and quietly win him a hundred yuan, so as not to affect his reputation in the rivers and lakes, but thus solve the living expenses for several days.

Tang Shan took two steps back, squatted down, and asked cautiously, "What if I lose?" ”

Old man: "Just pay me ten dollars." ”

Tang Shan was overjoyed, this deal was too cost-effective, so he picked up a sunspot, said simply, "I choose black", and walked on his own. In Tang Shan's eyes, Black has a rook, which is the most powerful, and the winning side should also be the greatest.

As a result, Tang Shan chose Kuroko, and his luck was also very dark, and he lost after ten steps. The old man's eyes seemed to be wide open, waiting to collect the ten-dollar bet.

Tang Shan searched for a long time on his body, but he didn't even find a child. My face was flushed, but I was thinking in my heart, if the old man was in too much of a hurry, should I kick him over without anyone noticing, and then run away?