What is it like to be a prisoner with Wu Yifan?

People in the cafeteria, just running for morning exercises.

Ah Fan was sitting across from me nibbling on steamed buns and eating squeezed vegetables, and the whole person cowered and did not dare to look up at me.

He came in last night, with a washbasin, and when he was escorted through the corridor, his neck was held high, his cheeks were tight, he was dragging, and a touch of sunset was reflective on his face, half oil, half tears.

When the guards opened my door and pushed him in, in an instant, he slumped, grinned and grinned, showing his front teeth to greet me, nodding his head and waist to shake hands.

I said roll, you have bad breath, go to sleep on the toilet side.

He immediately froze and looked at my two little brothers questioningly.

The second jumped up, went up is a slap, I Nyima, do not understand the words of the big brother, let you go to sleep on the toilet side ah!

His expression gradually twisted and he let out a continuous roar, which was very unique, and the lights in the corridor were suddenly as bright as day.

I knew that he was naïve in trying to summon the prison guards in such a way.

Half a day did not move, he desperately walked to the side of the toilet, there is still an unfinished Xiang inside, he crouched to the side, holding the basin, the expression is very painful.

The third old man woke up, rubbed his eyes, hey, who is that, you just came.

He smiled slightly at the third elder and nodded his head desperately, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

How did you get in?

His smile was momentarily sluggish, and I... I... I was in love and was pitted... Uh huh... Blame myself for being unlucky, not looking at people accurately, and then scratching my head, and showing a smirk, I am too simple.

How old is it?

Well... More than 30.

Isn't this sprinkling, 30 love and being cheated.

Right, right, I'm just too simple, thinking that girls are angels, who knows, alas...

At this time, the second brother jumped up, went up and slapped again, pretended to be Nyima, and recognized me, Lao Tzu was a rapper who was eliminated by you in the original "China Has Rap"!

He was like seeing his relatives, completely forgot the pain on his face, immediately hugged the second brother, really can't help the brother really, Teacher Wu I sometimes really strict, but here are all family, we have time to discuss rap, oh yes, are you still practicing freestyle recently?

The second brother pushed him away and made a dusting motion, no, don't try to get close to me, don't care what yin and yang are wrong, live here today, don't mess with me again, otherwise, don't blame me, let your chrysanthemums burn!

He swallowed deep spit after listening, bent his face and pouted, and gave a thumbs up.

I nima, what I hate most is your action, and the second brother is a slap.

Well, I won't do it later, brother is really sorry, I am pretending to fall into the root of the disease, really can't help it.

The second elder picked up the slippers and said, Teacher Wu, did you come in by mistake?

He squatted by the toilet and smirked for half a day without opening his mouth.

The second brother gently patted his face with slippers, you fucking you, you, it's really harmful!

Just ready to go to bed and continue to lie down, the second brother returned to make up two feet, you, eat the here!

His face was full of horror, brother, this is not it, we will play rap together in the future...

The second brother couldn't stand it, pressed his bald head and slammed it into the toilet, who let you feed us so much, let you taste it yourself!

All right, dude, it's okay.

He wiped his mouth and looked at me with hiccups and gratitude in his eyes.

Introduce yourself.

Big brother, no need to introduce, this forced Wu Yifan, Canada came to China to make money, like grass powder, 80% of it is rape to come in.

So, then you go on, I am asleep.

Afan, after eating, I brushed my plate too.

He nodded his head, good big brother, leave it to me, second brother and third brother, I will help you brush it.

The second and third elders ignored him, threw the plate casually next to him, and then went to the yard to play basketball.

You eat slowly, and I go out to breathe.

Okay, big brother, you go first, I'll brush the plates and I'll go to you.

As soon as I got to the door, I turned around and saw that the famous sister in prison was sitting on either side of Afan, and had fiercely sandwiched him in the middle.

He was about to take another sip of porridge, and he knocked over the bowl in Afan's hand, staring at him with ill will, with a strange smile on his face.

Erhua wandered across his face with his fingers, from his forehead to his nose to his lips, and then to his throat, and the saliva flowed into Ah Fan's porridge.

"Brother, today you will go with us to dig coal on the hillside behind you." Big Flower pinched Afan's ass.

At this time, the second's basketball and other people's basketballs into the same basket, two balls sandwiched in the basket, can not go down.

I had foreseen Afan's next fate.

He threw me a look for help, and I made a six-to-six gesture to him, "skr~skr~", all of which I learned last night.

When he looked back, Afan pulled the trouser pockets that the big flower had turned out, and walked twistedly toward the small hill.

The second brother rushed over and gave the sister flowers two insulating gloves, saying that they could be used when the time came.

Today Afan should be very tired, and the toilet at night will continue to let him brush it, which will make him forget a lot of troubles.

After about half a month, Ah Fan gradually adapted to life here, but every day when he came back, he was tired, and he slept on his stomach, and he did not dare to turn over.

Sometimes I woke up in the middle of the night and saw the moonlight shining through the small window on his bare head, as if it had appeared in its original form, living off a crooked neck water ghost hanging at the head of the bed.

He snored, and his voice was as continuous as when he roared, so every night he slept last, otherwise no one would want to sleep.

At this moment, I was sitting on the bed, my head was still a little drowsy, just a little sleepy, I heard his purring, a sour feeling instantly from the brain to the soles of my feet, I suddenly woke up, nerve endings were discharging!

Then, listen to his mouth, don't think this is the end, none of you want to run, and then, a string of unfamiliar names...

When he finished, he continued to snore, and a snot bubble in his nostrils suddenly expanded and small, and there was an electric current flickering inside, like a trapped jellyfish.

I shook my head, this kid, 24 hours a day.

When I was washing up the next day, I said consciously or unconsciously, Afan, I had a dream last night.

His toothbrush whizzed to the ground, his face was sluggish, his voice was very low, big brother... What did I say?

I picked up the toothbrush and put it in his hand, patted him on the shoulder, smiled, and said the skr of the night, but pay attention later, this time I heard, the next time it is replaced by the second or third, especially the third, the situation will be very different.

His face was brushed with misery, and a lot of beads of sweat oozed from the door of his head.

Quick, assemble, run and right away.

He quickly wiped the foam from his mouth, followed me and whispered, Third brother, why did he come in?

I glanced at the old trio who was walking in front, and if I shouldn't have asked, don't ask.

In the evening, a new person came, very big, full of bandits.

Dude, introduce yourself, said the second brother.

I'm on the edge.

What's wrong with that?

Nothing, eight Korean sticks were put down with a cow leg bone.

The room was silent.

Dude what's called? I motioned for the second brother to make room for him.

Just call me Old Mian.

I nodded.

Oh yes, who is wu yifan here?

Afan stood up and threw a look at me for help, I... I am.

Brother Mian, do you know?

He looked up and down Afan, shook his head, my daughter is his fan, heard that I came in, specially explained to me, if there is a chance to touch it, cover it.

The next day, As usual, Ah Fan went to the hillside with his sisters to dig coal, and he pulled the pants pocket out of the big flower and passed by the basketball court.

The basketball net of the past is dilapidated, fluttering, as if the wind is about to turn into ashes, lao mian took the second old man's pass, took off the air and dunked hard, and the last wisp of the net was also smashed.

He looked at his distant sisters Hua and Afan and said:

He can take his place!

Later, sister Flowers never looked for Afan again.

It was as if everything had changed, and as if nothing had changed.

(End)