"My Generation" Part I Wild Boy Absurd chapter 1 Duel (I)

Author/Ding Zijiang

In Homer's epic, Troy and the Greek hero and enemy are determined by a duel, such as Paris and Menelaus using a duel to resolve Helen's dispute. The ancient Roman poet Tacitus said: Between Germanic countries, when a country launches a war, it always forces prisoners of war to duel with its own soldiers, and uses this to judge the outcome of the war. Dueling for love, for honor, for profit, later became a unique symbol of Western traditional culture. It is said that in Chinese history, there was no duel, and Confucius let Zilu's son Zi Cui duel with the enemy WeiRen Fox in order to avenge his father, and finally killed him! In our time, in a certain irrational autumn wind, two teenagers drew their swords and dueled, and the blood beads splashed out, like a red light that swept across the face, made onlookers avoid it. In that absurd era, life and death were tragic, like songs, like plays - but it was a farce with tragedy.

One or two middle school students, each holding a sword and pointing directly at each other, left their lives to a thin piece of life and death

...... Two middle school students, standing on the right side, each holding a sword in one hand and pointing directly at each other, the other hand leaning on the back, under the feet is a temporary kendo marked with lime: 14 meters long and 1.5 meters wide.

They were unprotected on their bodies and heads, and their lives were exposed, like a pair of stone sculptures. The only difference between the two is that one is dashing and skillful, while the other has a stiff expression and a stiff posture....

A gust of autumn wind swept down the valley, and the dark red maple leaves in the woods fell to the ground, while the fallen leaves on the ground were whistling and fluttering, and the desolation was mixed with the atmosphere of slaughter. A few flappy leaves were attached to the bodies of the two swordsmen, like blood-spurting wounds, making people's hearts hairy, and then trembling and consternation.

It wasn't until a few minutes ago that I suddenly realized that this was not an ordinary sports competition, but a life-and-death fight. No one has a second life, and can be recovered from a thin piece of life and death.

duel!? This is not Europe, it is not the Middle Ages, and these two are not knights of the European Middle Ages.

Now it is October 31, 1967 A.D. in the 20th century, the lunar calendar Ding Wei Nian and the Year of the Sheep, that is, an extraordinary year in the late autumn day at 8:00 a.m.

... About 3 hours ago, the sky was just dark, Zhao Lu and Hong Yansheng, as well as Zhao Lu's sister Zhao Ye suddenly broke into my house, pulled me out of the bed, did not say a word, forced me to follow them and ride, running to the northwest of the suburbs of Beijing, making me confused, but I believe there must be something fresh to stimulate the appetite.

I have been at ease for more than half a year, and I rarely get up so early. Parents who are researchers have concentrated on reflection, and several children are paid 15 yuan per month for living expenses. No need to go to school, no parental discipline, every day to live a kind of unrestrained life, but also enjoy themselves. But the mood is either empty or heavy, and I don't know what will happen tomorrow.

"Hey, dude, why are we going?" I asked with a yawn as I pedaled.

Neither Zhao Lu nor Hong Yansheng answered, but just buried their heads and rode.

"Let's go for a ride in the West Mountain Phoenix Ridge!" They don't want to take me yet, they can't hide it from me! The trilobite, sitting in the back seat of his brother's bicycle, shouted excitedly.

Zhao Lu's nickname is Lu Ye, his sister Zhao Ye, and the role should be positioned as half-sister, a student of the Class of 69, that is, a sixth-grade student who graduated from primary school in 1966. Her nickname is different from our species and hierarchy, called trilobites, which belong to a broad sense of animals and are creatures that have long disappeared.

Lu Ye was very angry about this, and opposed us calling her like this, but the "trilobite" itself was beautiful, and proudly said: "I am much older than you mole finless porpoises or something, textbooks say: After the advent of the trilobite, the entire early Paleozoic Era, including the Cambrian, Ordovician and Silurian, can be recognized as the representative of many creatures, opening the prelude to the earth's entry into biological diversification, and since then, a thriving biological world has truly emerged." I'm your grandma's grandma's grandma's grandma's grandma's N power N power N power N power N power N power N power N power ... . ”

Trilobite Zhao Ye's personality and demeanor are like a little boy, from the figure to the facial features are small and exquisite: small nose, small pouting, small wind ear, small Dan phoenix eyes, leaving a short little doll head. Whatever Lu Ye does, she tries to roll a foot, so if what we do, if it is too risky, we must try to hide it from her. But today somehow Zhao Lu and Hong Yansheng failed to dump her. All of our brothers regarded her as a little sister, and even loved her in every way, but there would never be anything beyond it, except for Hong Yansheng, who eventually became her husband. Later, in the days of Lu Ye's death, the most worried about this sister was this sister.

Trilobites are also very bumpy, and we have been together in the mountain village where Zhao Lu has been in line for more than a year. After her brother's accident, she transferred to a division of the Sanjiang Production and Construction Corps in the Northern Wilderness, worked for a full 8 years, resumed the college entrance examination, was admitted to China Agricultural University, and then admitted to graduate school, specializing in agricultural political economy, and later went to the University of Wisconsin in the United States to obtain a doctorate in agricultural sociology. This is a postscript.

Lu Ye's face was gloomy, and I had never seen him look like this, before, as long as he was doing something interesting, he was radiant, even very excited.

Lu Ye is my real hair small, kindergarten with the same kindergarten, primary school class, after being admitted to different junior high schools before separating, and later admitted to different high schools. By 1966-1968, because my parents were intellectuals in the scientific research unit, although they were not qualified to be Red Guards, they still felt sorry for him, especially after becoming a promsist, we almost mixed together, discussing how to find some excitement in boredom.

This guy is medium to tall, the same age as me, of course the republic, and like me, he is an old high school student.

Speaking of the term "peers of the Republic", I have such an embarrassing experience with Lu Ye and Hong Yansheng. I remember when I was in junior high school, because most of my classmates were born in 1949, the Chinese teacher came up with an essay title called "I am the same age as the motherland", and they were very proud at the time, and they did not feel anything wrong. Until many years later, some people ridiculed that you are the same age as the motherland, ancient China is more than 5,000 years old, and you are also more than 5,000 years old? Or are you 30 years old and ancient China is only 30 years old?

Lu Ye appeared strong and strong, each movement seemed to be full of invisible and shadowless force, the sharp face was angular, thick eyebrows and small eyes, the most eye-catching thing was the knife-like vertical stripe between the eyebrows and the two "wine grooves" that formed a figure-eight shape along the corner of the mouth on the side of the nose. He wore a shaved head, a faded old herringbone military uniform, and a pair of white high-waisted pull-back sneakers or black velvet slackers with a white background with a belt.

Lu Ye's father was a division-level cadre who was transferred from an army division-level officer, and this kind of person is like a cow's hair in Beijing, known as a "critical high-level cadre". There is a saying in Beijing: "If you don't go to the deputy minister, the fart will not sound!" What is even more tragic is that his father Zhao Jinxing participated in the Siqing at the end of 1965 in Guizhou, where "people have no three points of silver, and the land has no three points of equality", and died in a car accident; his mother Lu Chunying, who had done underground work, found a short-sighted view at the beginning of the movement because of the historical problem of suspected traitors. Both parents are old, but the problem is not conclusive.

Even without this historical problem, the level of family cadres like Lu Ye really can't rank any number in the capital, and it is simply inferior to those princes and grandsons of prominent people, but this guy has a wild energy, fierceness, and momentum, and has courage and insight, courage and strategy, feelings and righteousness, and has considerable appeal, and even once the jianghu people called "Zhenhaidian", otherwise, how could me and the mole become his friends. Although I am not a cadre's son, I grew up with Lu Ye in a scientific research unit. Unlike many others, Lu Ye and Hong Yansheng's pedigree concept is very weak, so they don't care about my family, but they don't look down on me because of their different origins. Lu Ye still has a bottom line in dealing with people, and although he is fanatical, he is still very calm.

After entering the Runaway Sect community, Lu Ye became a very appealing "chief" and became a "dock" by himself. His character, ability, taste, chivalry, and literary and martial arts have really attracted a large number of middle- and low-level cadres and many civilian children, and even many "Houmen Wangsun" have bought his account to some extent.

In particular, Hong Yansheng and I have become his nemesis.

(To be continued)

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