Zijun and I had a husband and wife, and in retrospect, it actually started with a fight with science and martial arts, and ended with a fight with science and technology.

When I was 16 years old, I was admitted to Bailu University, one of the four universities in Beijing, with a score of 168 in the country. And that year was the year when the struggle between the science and technology school and the martial arts school was the most intense.

The fight I knew about — a dozen dead and wounded every day — was across the newspapers and television, so I didn't take it seriously. My mother, father, and grandmother were very worried about me. On the day I left home, there was a big goodbye to "the wind and the water are cold, and the strong man will not return".

After my repeated persuasion, this trip is not to go to the capital to study, not to go to the battlefield. And make sure to stay in school as much as possible and not go out. Grandma collected her tears, took my hand, and told me: You must come back alive.

In order to reduce the fare, I booked my tickets in advance, so I arrived at school five days early, and most of the students did not come. Because of my grandmother's instructions, my life is only two points and one line, the dormitory and the canteen. And I firmly believe that I can persevere.

However, I overestimated my self-control in the new environment. On the second night of my stay, I couldn't stand the apocalyptic loneliness and was ready to go outside. Soon I entered a bar with rough décor.

The exposed red bricks, the snake-like pipes on the ceiling, the unpainted tables and chairs... Mo is about 100 square meters, although it is not rough, but there is also a kind of chic.

There is a stage on the left hand of the bar door. At this moment, dozens of big men holding various weapons gathered in the audience. On the stage, a young girl was giving a speech. The content of the speech was about how martial arts and technology should cooperate. The girl wears a waist-waisted sky blue knee-length hanfu, with a slim figure and a very good-looking breast. I don't know if it's a disease on the face, or a pretended mystery, in short, with a dark red veil. But looking at the figure and the exposed forehead, eyes, hands and feet, it is rare and exquisite.

The speaker gave a speech on the stage, and there were few drunk men in the audience, most of whom joined in the fun, not to mention such a beautiful girl.

The girl's voice was very similar, like the flowing water of a clear spring. It's just a little nervous, and she's trying to overcome it. It's quite clear-eyed, but I can't stand the commotion in the audience. Bump and bumble to elaborate the point of view. But the audience whistled. It's as if it's not a speaker, it's a pole dancer.

Dozens of big men used her speech as a drunken conversation. Said that her voice was good, but it was too strong. Say how good she looks, but with a veil. Said she had long legs, but a longer skirt. Ignore her speech, just say that writing doesn't matter.

Seeing the situation in the audience, the girl took off the microphone angrily: "Don't you think, don't you think that the struggle between martial arts and technology is a very undesirable and boring thing." ”

The big man in the audience laughed again, "Cheers, for boredom!". And then still flirtatious, mocking, obscene words.

The girl became more and more angry, her thin and brittle body, trembling slightly under the light, glaring at the audience for a few seconds, and yelling: "Fuck the martial arts, fuck the technology." It's all a bunch of idiots. ”

The voice fell, and the audience was silent. In this time, it is life-threatening to say this. So the silence lasted for a full thirty seconds. Fortunately, these people came to the bar to kill their worries. Therefore, after the silence, a long-suppressed roar erupted.

"Fuck martial arts! Cheers. Someone shouted, his voice a little hoarse.

"Fuck tech! Cheers. "The voice overshadowed the former, it was a tenor.

"You're a technologist?" the man asked.

"Who's the tech guy?" roared a broken gong.

"I'm a fucking tech-go, your grandma's, want to fight?" a lion's roar.

"I'm also a science and technology faction, that rabbit cub wants to fight? I haven't been afraid of fighting for thirty years. It was a tall, dark-skinned man shouting.

The shouts like scolding in the street rose higher and higher. First, the factions were divided, and after the factions were divided, they began to greet each other's immediate female relatives. After greeting, he picked up the wine bottle and greeted the other party's head with the strength of the wine.

For a moment, in the small bar, the sound of iron stools, wooden tables, wine bottles, and weapons, the sound of swearing words, screams, the sound of help, and the roar of hemorrhoids cracking.

"Eat me a finger Zen. ”

"Look at my eighteen palms of the dragon, Kanglong has regrets"

"Sunflower Treasure Book: Shadowless from the Palace"

In short, if you can brag about your moves, you can be as good as you are.

"The big waves wash the sand, the universe is invincible, the pineapple jackfruit, the monkey steals the peach claw"

"Monkey stealing peaches, let's try my powerful adamantium fingers. "It's a Shaolin lay disciple, and after speaking, he used his strong King Kong finger to flick the other party's life. Pig-like screams rang out from the crowd and overshadowed everything.

I promised my family that I would be able to hide as far as I could when it came to the struggle between martial arts and technology. Therefore, he took the wine bottle early, hid in the groove of the cement pillar just enough for a person, and was wary of the tables and chairs that suddenly flew over, still drinking.

I remember very well when a fat man was kicked in the crotch and let out a dull scream. The beautiful girl who provoked the war squeezed into the corner where I was hiding in horror. I probably didn't know that there was someone inside, and when he touched my body, he was startled and slapped my palm on the chest. Fortunately, I kept my guard in this dangerous environment, and I just pressed her palm down.

"Who?"

"Me!"

"Who are you?"

"Students who came to drink," I replied.

"Let me in," she almost commanded, grabbing me by the collar and pulling me out. It's really outrageous and unreasonable. I was ripped out by her like a puppet. But outside, where can I go? Still standing by the pillar, right in front of the girls.

"Thanks," she said. In his tone, there was schadenfreude.

The battle lasted an hour and a half. Finally, someone remembered that he could have drunk comfortably, but he broke his head and bleed. The first to wake up was the boss, who put down the dung treasure in his hand. Looking at the messy hotel. Choked his throat: "Don't fight, don't fight." We are peace bars. Fucking made an appointment not to talk about martial arts in the bar, it was all the little slut who killed him. Whoever catches it gets a free order for a month!!"

Those warriors who were for the lofty ideals of science and technology and martial arts, for the sake of a month's drink, began to look for the veiled girl behind me.

Find the crack in the door from under the table and the ceiling from the refrigerator. Not even in the bottle.

The veil girl told me to go away, she was going to slip away.

I reflexively said, "If you go out now, aren't you looking for death?" ”

"What can I do then," she said, still going out.

I sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll go and lure them away, and you go out through the back door." ”

"How do you get out of the way," she asked.

I didn't answer, but when I went out, I pointed to the bottom of a table and shouted, "She's there, under the table at the bar." Catch her, everyone, and don't let her run. Quick, quick, fast. ”

I don't know how to lie, and this is the most fake I said, and they all believe it. They all gathered around the place I was pointing at. I thought to myself, when they found out that I had been deceived by them, they would not be able to spare me. Therefore, when he saw the girl rushing out the back door, he followed him out.