sinovels Chapter 11
Chapter 11
We say that this sentence is a very important foreshadowing.
Then someone sitting next to us suddenly slapped the table and yelled, how did this plate of roasted vegetables get to them? !
Our table turned around in unison.It's okay if you don't come back, once everyone was shocked, a dozen pairs of eyes met—oh, I'm going, I ran into a competitor, it's alive.
In fact, it is a bit of a one-sided arrow to say that it is a competitor. After all, I don't take Xu Gong seriously at all.You ask me who is Xu Gong?I didn't have a character introduction before?Forget it doesn't matter, I'm still a filmmaker anyway, let's see what doesn't please my eyes.I really did not make a mistake in the order of the subject and the object. It was he who disliked me over and over again, and then I began to dislike him a little bit.It's really the kind that can be calmed down by just throwing it away.
But before I had time to say anything or do anything, my surnamed assistant who was chewing roasted green vegetables put the leaves on the plate and said "bah", stood up and stared and said, whoever is handsome will serve whom? !
I'm going, I was really shocked at the time, I didn't expect this kid to steal my style at this time, and I was quite at a loss, I couldn't stand up and press him again, put my hips on my hips and say who is the most handsome. huh? ! ——Impossible, after all, he is the one who is chewing the green leaves now, not me, which is tantamount to helping him admit that he is the most handsome person in the audience.And it's a bit ambiguous to think twice about this sentence, whoever is handsome can't get it, it sounds like gay is gay.
Fortunately, at this time, I didn't act rashly, but stayed in my seat and thought rationally.With a calm mind, I caught a glimpse of someone at Xu Gong's table with his hands already grasping the legs of the plastic chair—no matter from the point of view of psychology, behavior or dynamics, he is definitely going to swing the chair up.That's a good thing, all the cells in my body shouted for that buddy, "beautiful can be self-defense", and then I picked up a wooden plate and smashed it.
Here I want to clarify to my friends, photographer, it is really a serious profession.And from the point of view that I don't sleep with other people casually, I'm also really a very professional photographer.It's Xu Gong's fault that we look so much like the underworld.
What kind of peer entanglement is it that has reached the point where it is necessary to do it? It is not without history, but I am too lazy to go into details, because the space is reserved for my wife.In short, we fought very simply under the influence of alcohol, smashing chairs, throwing plates, swinging tripods... In fact, the quality of both sides can also be seen from the selection of weapons. The chairs of other shopkeepers are all Xu Gong's people, those who use the tripods they bought to put their cameras on are all our people...Xu Gong's group has a lot of people and likes to play tricks, and there are only three open and aboveboard guys on our side. The other assistant besides the double-surname assistant is only good at managing affairs and not good at beating people, so we decided not to love fighting, and started running after two hits.I swung my tripod up into the sky, slashed into the crowd in a shocking way, and ran with my arms around the tripod while they were dodging around. My two assistants also ran with their cameras and reflectors in their arms. The fan-like reflector drives away the pursuers.
This battle was won by surprise, coming and going like the wind.If it weren't for the tripod with both hands, I would want to applaud ourselves while running.
We ran to the side of a bridge and held on to the railing to catch our breath. After making sure that there were no pursuers, the three of us sat down on the curb together. The emotions were hard to calm down for a long time—the excitement was really exciting, and I didn’t even know that the tripod was swung up. People are so cool.Lao Yu (that is, the assistant who can take care of things but can't hit people) said, it's a pity that there is no big sun during the day, otherwise he can use the reflector to shine on him.
The alcohol had just come down from the forehead, and now it slipped to the neck, and it was still a little over, we simply sat on the ground and continued to chat about the previous work project.I can't remember exactly what it is. After all, even a workaholic who is deeply ill can hardly recall which project he was working on ten years ago. In short, it is probably a social test that has something to do with diving ( Or to put it bluntly, it’s a tricky passerby) column.We passed planABCD with the strength of wine and the blood that surged up during the fight, and Lao Yu and his surnamed brother were in order to "make up a floating corpse and float from the bottom of the river to the bank to scare passers-by" and "pretend to be Sociopaths suddenly push passers-by into the water" A dispute arose over which of the two mentally handicapped solutions was better.I felt that they might not even be able to listen to the river if they kept arguing like this, so I calmly touched the shoulders of the two and gently separated them, saying that I have an idea, please listen carefully.
...well that's not really the case.I gave a big chestnut by myself, saying shut up the fuck and listen to me.
We quickly finalized the plan, taking advantage of the residual drunkenness to get it done.Those who engage in the art of photography pay attention to grasping the sudden inspiration. When the equipment is installed, three drunks who have just left the battlefield will lie in ambush on the side of the road and wait for the arrival of innocent passers-by. It sounds really anti-social.Let me play the role of a suicidal person and sit on the bridge to see how passers-by will react in a hurry-at least this is a bit of a test of human nature, and it will not cause substantial trouble to others.So the story will start from here.
I think what I said before was a bit of a scumbag. I clearly said that the space is reserved for my wife, but it took me so long to let my wife appear on the stage.Looking back now, things like "necessity" are really capable of pretending to be "accidental". I didn't know that the man who walked over with a huge convenience bag would be my destined person. There is only one thought in my mind, "Hey, here comes the unlucky guy".
Maybe God is also staring at me in the night sky at this time, showing a perceptive smile of insight into the world, thinking lightly in my heart, "Hey, the lucky one is here."
I was really lucky.
Everything that happened afterwards was like colorful patches, because it was so beautiful that it formed a long-lasting dull pain in my memory, attacking my heart in a large area, like microneedle seaweed soaked in sweet and sour sugar water, covering it layer by layer Wrapped in layers.I sat side by side with the stone monkey at the end of the bridge, estimating the distance that the innocent man was gradually approaching, making sure that he saw my every move, then turned my body towards the river, pulled back the railing with both hands, and stepped on the edge of the bridge with my toes. Trying to use the back view to convey the sense of "this person will jump off in a second".The breath of the river surged towards me. In the dark night, it was rushing, boundless, and vast. I even began to suspect that what I was facing was not a nameless river in the south of the Yangtze River but some kind of vast sea. The whispers condense together.
and many more!
I turned around in response.I see light.
On the second day after arriving on this unknown island, I used a homemade knife to carve a vertical line on the temple of the diving goggle, raised my head and squinted my eyes to look at the sun in the southern hemisphere.
A day ago, I went to scuba diving near the Great Barrier Reef with the Global Underwater Exploration Organization. Due to equipment failure, I plunged into the water and never came up again. The rescuers only pulled back the half-broken safety line—— —In a few days, this sentence will become a line of scrolling small words at the bottom of a news column of a certain TV station in China, and it will grab a place with news such as the Venezuelan president inspecting a military base and a large number of refugees smuggling into Europe.I’m happy to think about it this way, at least I’m still treated by the president (why not refugee treatment? I said I’m an optimist, and I was chased and driven for two kilometers by the unfriendly Australian aboriginal people just now and it can’t change that) .
In fact, this is not their fault. The local policy is not very friendly to them, and their unfriendliness to me is just an understandable over-preparation. "Release of anger" is one of the most stupid behaviors in the world. I know that my anger at the moment comes from the sudden attack of my peers during the deep dive, not the two-kilometer long run just now.Almost after a very simple analysis, I came to the conclusion that the team members who attacked me had no mental problems (although I think of their faces now, I feel like two big idiots, but my reason told me that this was caused by personal emotional additions), and I didn’t have any trouble with me. When I went to the convenience store to buy water during the trip, I even asked them politely if they needed to bring a pack of cigarettes—and from them From the point of view of the obviously coordinated actions, this is more like a planned murder.
oh.So it's Xu Gong.
I lowered my hands expressionlessly and made a gesture of rolling cigarettes empty-handed.I saw someone tweeting on social software before that when you are upset, go to the pool and wash your hands while singing birthday songs, so that you will have a cool feeling that you are a perverted murderer, so I imitated this inspiration and invented this new ideas.The effect is not bad, and made me a little addicted to smoking.
In fact, after being with Zhou Yu, I have almost quit smoking.But I'm really a bit tired right now and desperate for a little nicotine to pick me up.
I'm not sure if people understand the habit of people with good natures and strong words. They—we are used to using modifiers like "a little" and "a little" to brush off all negative emotions and showing weakness, as if it's nothing big deal. "Even if there are any problems, I was born to solve these problems." This feeling also made me so familiar that I couldn't help laughing.It’s not a big deal, but I’ve had enough of the lack of oxygen and choking. The nose and chest are filled with the harsh, pungent salty taste of sea water. There are hideous wounds on the waist cut by the reef, and the diving suit is sticky with sweat. wet body belt