It was a smoky room, cluttered with drum kits, guitars, and a mess of clothes

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There were almost no people standing on the ground, empty wine bottles, cigarette butts, and all kinds of packaging bags, which successfully turned this place into a garbage dump.

I smoked a cigarette, lazily leaned on the pile of drums, looked at the sunlight outside the window slanted into this dim room, my eyes were foggy, I don't adapt to Beijing, it's been 6 years, I still don't adapt to this city!

I'm not used to breakfast in this city, I can't drink that salted bean juice for the rest of my life, and I don't want to see things like Jiaoquaner and sesame sauce cakes anymore, even though they are delicious.

I miss the red beef noodles in Sichuan, and I dream of waking up in the morning with a bowl of them.

I also don't adapt to the climate of this city, and in the first winter, when I went out, I almost went crazy, wrapped myself like a rice dumpling, and I was still cold.

I miss the rainy winter in Sichuan, even though I don't know what to miss there.

Very big city, a lot of people, Tibetan cabbage in winter, with Beijing accent Mandarin, everything is so unfamiliar, 6 years later, I am still so out of place.

I'm like an outlier, I still often speak Sichuan here, not because I miss my hometown, but because my Mandarin has become the initial obstacle for me to come to this city, I have a psychological shadow to say it, I don't like to say it, and my throat tightens when I say it.

In the days of Xiaozhu in the bamboo forest, my master deliberately taught me to speak Mandarin with a Beijing accent, but the strong Sichuan accent is something in my bones, how can it be so easy to change?

So, on the first day of the new school, I was severely ridiculed, and I was so helpless, patient, and back down at that time

At first, I didn't know why Master would get me to that school, but I didn't know later that his choice was helpless, because when he arrived in Beijing, he began to be busy with certain things, and he could only find me the most convenient school.

And then later

The smoke filled my eyes, and I finally remembered that later, Master's long-term absence, and the pressure from my classmates at school, finally made me explode, and I began to become angry, started fighting, and began to mingle with the so-called "thorns" and "stubborn masters" of the school

Because I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, my skills are good, I have almost beaten all over the school, all over the surrounding alleys, and I don't know if I have begun to degenerate.

Master didn't know about these changes in me at first, he only knew that my grades had plummeted, and it took me a lot of effort to get into a third-rate university, and then I was forced to repeat my studies, and Master was forced to guard me for a year, and finally entered a decent university in Beijing.

But that year, when I was 19 years old, just when there was supposed to be a catastrophe, on the night I received the admission letter, I drank with a few buddies, and then made trouble, caused a big trouble, was chased and beaten by dozens of people, and I was almost killed on the street!

In the hospital, Master and I had the following conversation.

"Why did you end up like this?"

"Master, you said that it was fate, and it should be like this."

"Okay, since it's fate, you go on, I'll see how much you can disappoint me."

"It's disappointing that you, you brought me to Beijing, and then you couldn't see anyone for three days, how many years have I not seen my parents, I can only see my sister twice a year, and now I'm hospitalized, they know? Master, you have changed! ”

The master was silent, and he finally said to me: "Sanwa'er, you have walked the road by yourself, no matter what your fate should be, have you forgotten your heart?" I don't mind, you have a special mentality in a special period, I just mind, you can't understand after all, whether the environment changes the heart, or the heart sees through the environment. I can't protect you for the rest of your life, or are you ready to rely on me for the rest of your life? The only thing I can feel comfortable with is that you haven't left the metaphysics behind, you still study very seriously, and you still do the 'homework' that you should do every day. ”

After those words, I burst into tears, it was the first time I had shed tears since I came to Beijing, and I weakly said to Master, "Master, let's go back, let's go back to the bamboo forest, I don't want to stay here." ”

But Master only said one word to me: "Sanwa'er, you can never escape. ”

Just as I was falling into my memory, the cigarette from my mouth was removed at once, and then a wolf-like voice sounded in my ears: "I used to ask endlessly, when will you go with me, but you always laugh at me, there is nothing"

"Yang Jingtong, shut up, you want to sing again, do you believe that I will smoke you?" I couldn't stand the wolf-like howl, so I couldn't help but rub my aching forehead and warn in a loud voice.

Yang Jingtong is my best buddy in Beijing, we fight together, tease girls together, smoke together, drink together, this house, I rented it with him, and now we have organized a few people to tinker with the so-called 'rock'.

This kid is the son of an official, and it wasn't enough for me to mess around with me in high school in the third year of junior high school (I repeated it for a year), and the university also forced a relationship and mixed up with me in a university.

"Come on, Chen Chengyi, it's better for you to shut up, as soon as you speak Beijing, I can't wait to strangle you, that tune, the sow is scared to wake up by you." This kid has always been like this, he loves to be poor with me, and I don't speak, I grab a thing on the ground that I don't know what it is, and I jump up and chase after him.

He howled, turned around and ran without looking back, if he wanted to fight, he couldn't beat me, even if he was crazy with me, this kid wouldn't dare.

Chased into the alley, our two 'different youths' were still looked at with contempt by the aunt in the alley for a while, no way, long hair that grew to the neck socket, a torn military uniform draped over the body, long and short trouser legs, it is strange that they are not despised.

We don't make trouble, after all, we still have to pay attention to the impact in this area, although it is a courtyard, our ghost crying wolf howling like a singing voice, has long been bored and disgusted by the surroundings, and if we make trouble again, it is estimated that we will be driven away.

Yang Jingtong grabbed me and said, "Chen Chengyi, let's not be serious with these uninformed women, they know a fart, this is called Cui Jianfan." ”

Yes, we found a way to watch the 86 Gongti performance, and we were deeply impressed by Cui Jian, this dress is to imitate his style of singing in the Gongti for nothing.

Back in the house, Yang Jingtong put the dirty bag he brought in front of me, and said to me mysteriously: "Good things, pour them out and take a look." ”

I poured it out at a moment' and it was full of tapes, I was pleasantly surprised to see boxes of them, Yang Jingtong said proudly next to him: "The good things that Hong Kong got back, the latest, this, beyond, just this box of "Secret Police", there is a song called "Earth", you listen to it." ”

I picked up the tape, opened it in a hurry, stuffed it into the tape recorder in the room, fast-forwarded to the song "Earth", and I heard a completely different kind of music coming out of the tape recorder.

"On those verdant roads, how many traumas have I experienced, on that old face" I looked at the song list attached to the cassette box, and unconsciously listened attentively, Yang Jingtong said to me next to me: "Dude, not bad, right?" ”

"It's good, but what is this singing?"

"Dirty, huh? It's Cantonese, you know? Cantonese! ”

"What do you know in Cantonese?"

"Isn't that nonsense? Brother, what kind of character am I? Cantonese is a fart! Well, listen to this again, "Goodbye Ideal", it's not bad. Yang Jingtong began to brag again, and just as the two of us were talking, the door of the room was slammed open, and a person rushed in in a hurry.

Yang Jingtong looked up and saw that it was also one of our buddies who rushed in, who was in a band together, and he opened his mouth and said, "You are being chased by a sow?" Look at how hard you run, like a grandson. ”

Yang Jingtong's mouth has always been so annoying, the buddy ignored Yang Jingtong, grabbed a cup casually, and didn't look at whether there was soot in it, 'Gu Dong Gu Dong' poured a big mouthful, and then said: "Chen Chengyi, you go back quickly, I saw that your master is back, maybe I will go to the school to arrest you later." ”

I stood up at once, I was absent from school today, I was caught, I had to be beaten.