Seeking the full text of Guo Jingming's novel A Dream of Three or Four Years

I have never felt that I am a poor student, but the fact proves that human subjective consciousness can not change the objective existence, and this fatal fact is that my fourth grade still did not pass. I know that if I don't pass this time next year I'll be really screwed, I'll be really screwed. The leaves keep falling under the tree and I look at the look is very sad, a big man for the point of the matter of the sad think about my own feel sick.

This life when is the end ah? I stood on the empty lawn of the school to see the sunset when I thought of Lu Xun uncle's famous words. I remember when I was in high school I used to memorize his essays, and I memorized them in large chunks. But I couldn't get much on the exams, so I stopped memorizing. I knew that I would have to memorize even if I didn't take the test, so wouldn't I be too stupid? But teachers like stupid students, so my teacher's evaluation of me at graduation was two words: perverse. This is three years I think he used the most cultured word. I remember a girl at my desk would roll her eyes wildly every time she memorized Lu Xun like she was going to die, but every time she came back to her senses in a particularly relaxed manner, which made me very nervous next to her for fear that she would pass out and the teacher would ask me to carry her to the infirmary.

My name is Gu Xiaobei, and my friends call me FOX.

I live in Shanghai, the most prosperous city in China, but I live like a primitive person, I work at sunrise and sunset, and sometimes I don't even work at sunrise, and I skipped class every morning, and I woke up and thought of a good reason to comfort myself and the teacher.

When I was on the high math, I watched foreign language, when I was on the foreign language, I watched the computer, when I was on the computer, I slept. Because my computer teacher is a genius, despite my computer knowledge POOR to the extreme, he just has a way of making the class even more POOR. and the worst thing about him is that he calls the roll once in class and again at the end of class. But like the title of the third lesson in the English textbook, "It changes nothing", I once saw a boy with his head bowed down and called out seven times, three of which were at the top of his voice for the girls. I wanted to pass out.

My university has a government-backed school built like a royal garden, and a friend of mine from F University came to look for it and was dumbfounded at the entrance, and when I appeared in front of him he patted me on the shoulder and said, "Boy, your school really looks like Yingde College in Meteor Garden," and then he hooked my shoulder and drooled and said, "I don't know if there's any F4?

I glared at him and told him that there are many schools in the city and that there are many schools in the city.

I told him, yes, many dormitories have, high math four people all failed, F4.

My school is in the suburbs, so the tall and magnificent white buildings on campus with the surrounding gray low buildings compared to the particular crane. The university, which claims to be the largest in Shanghai, is indeed ridiculously large, and the last four stops on the bus are the four main gates of my school. Southeast, West, and North. I poetically call them the Green Dragon, White Tiger, Xuanwu, and Vermilion Bird. It's like the ancient city of Xi'an. But the disgusting thing is that I'm not from the Chinese or history department, I'm in the engineering department of film and television engineering. I have to understand advanced mathematics and optoelectronic physics, audio and video, camera editing, animation stunts and post-production. One of the main reasons that kept me alive was to stay in the program and maybe one day become the new Wong Kar-wai, because after all, my current university is the only one in Shanghai that has my major, and Wong Kar-wai came to give a supposedly brilliant and stream-of-consciousness lecture before I entered the college. I'm always at a loss for the latter adjective. The question of how a speech can be presented as streamlined used to baffle me for a year in my freshman year.

The dean of our college is the lovely old man who has influenced a whole generation of Chinese people, and who has caused earthquakes when he stomps his feet in the Chinese directing world. On our first week of school, Mr. Xie gave a lecture on studying hard and getting better every day in the fanciest auditorium of the school's most luxurious building, J. I listened very attentively and was very happy to hear the lecture. I paid extra attention and took notes - because my counselor caught me asking me to take notes on the meeting, not to mention the coercion, but the enticement of extra credit, so I graciously agreed, and I'm very good at business. At the end of the report we watched the classic movie "Opium War" by director Xie, all I remember is the sound of cannons rumbling rumbling rumbling, I like the sound equipment here is really good.

My school is surrounded by only the north gate out of a road worth strolling, so every night this place is crowded with couples from the school shaking out, those boys are always in the windy night looking for an opportunity to take off their clothes to wrap around the side of the just got a girlfriend, while wrapped while the eyes of the evil eye with the intention of saying, careful cool, do not freeze. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.

I especially disdain, but AK especially touched, she always said with a face of intoxication, you see how considerate of other boys you look at you can then you know why you can not find a girlfriend. I always face disdain to go forward, hand inserted in the pants pockets and did not return to say: now the girl is no brain, was sold by others still counting the money plus transport goods.

But the disdain was so great that I was annoyed with myself, because it seemed as if I didn't really have a girlfriend.

I asked K, I am not particularly ugly, you do not have to give me face directly said I can withstand.

A K said, no, your eyes are not very big, but concave so look very God, nose is very high and very straight, lips will be very special when you smile up arc looks particularly evil, a large number of girls like this smile.

So, I'm not sure if I'm too modest, but I'm not sure if I'm a good person.

Yes, in comparison to girls, but in comparison to other guys, you're a bit of a neat freak, and quite a serious one.

Is it because my karma is not right?

The first thing you need to do is to go to Longhua Temple and ask for an autograph. The first thing I did was to get a good look at the other side of the room, and I was able to get a good look at the other side.

I think so, this question is quite silly, so do not ask, self-congratulation that a person alone life quite good, Zhu Deyong did not say that now two people to out one person is the most in?

My acquaintance with K was like all the bad and lame soap operas. It was during my freshman year of college when I met her as a ghost on a Monday morning that I particularly hated.

The special thing about Mondays is that there's the flag-raising ceremony, the morning jog, and the first lecture on new social theories, so there's no escaping a triple-insurance Monday. I was in a semi-conscious state when I felt my way to the lecture hall in the J building and found a seat on the edge of the first three rows, and when I saw a piece of toilet paper on the table, I wiped the table with it. Later, K came over to me and said that this seat was taken by her, and the proof was the toilet paper, which she had put there in the morning to show that it was occupied.

So I sat on the aisle steps and listened to the report, taking notes as I went along. When it was over I stood up and realized my feet were numb like a post-surgical anesthetic overdose. I will give way to half of the reason is because I have no evidence to prove that the paper is not she put, the other half of the reason is that that day A K pudgy face and eyes puffy people do not look like people ghosts very much like ghosts, a look is the appearance of sleep deprivation, I know that this kind of situation people's anger is particularly big, I do not dare to argue with her for fear that she manipulated the knife to cut me. The rabbit anxious also bites people not to mention the person in front of me is definitely much more dangerous than the rabbit.

Because AK felt that my behavior was very gentlemanly that day, so she decided to invite me to dinner, the next day, AK called a large table of dishes I ate especially hard, because the fight is my meal card. When AK ordered the food and suddenly realized that she didn't have her wallet with her. I tried very hard to watch her expression to see that I still couldn't tell the truth of her "sudden realization", so I had to take out my meal card and watched the cafeteria aunty beat me out of my meal money for nearly a week.

The only comforting thing about that day was that K appeared in front of me looking heavenly compared to last time, and a girl still needs to dress up. Suddenly, I remembered that Zhu Deyong said that no woman is so bold as not to wear makeup, and for men it is that no man is so bold as to dare to let his woman not wear makeup.

Chu Teh-Yong is the great wise man of the city.

Except that my modern literature teacher was heartbroken when she found out that I read Chu Teh-Yong and told me how my aesthetic sensibilities had sunk to such a low level.

I know I was a thoroughly bad student in his eyes.

---- North Gate that street sells all sorts of things, I only think there is a store that sells CDs and also sells posters is particularly spiritual, I spent enough money in it to make me live a very nourishing at least will not be so down as now. I plastered my dorm room with posters, making it look like my home thousands of kilometers away. The walls of my room at my home were also covered with more posters than I could count, and again, I had spent enough money to make a pretty good living for both of me. But I never found the English poster of Dancer in the Dark, which I later found in the boys' dormitory of Shanghai International Studies University on the National Day, when I looked at the "dancer in the dark" on it and was particularly depressed, thinking that what the prophet said, "Life is a pile of 10,000 jokes. The first time I saw this, I thought it would be a good idea to get a copy of the book, and I think it's a good idea to get a copy of the book.

But K's interests are much broader than mine, from the latest in women's fashion to the latest in roadside fashion. From the latest women's clothing to roadside meat buns, from the hardcover CLAMP "Cloverleaf" to cover the rice, she always showed a look of seeing dinosaurs exclaimed "ah, actually have this". I was y pouting.

When K and I frequented the road we were so tired of walking on, I was always reminded of Street Angel. But then again, I don't think the two are connected at all.

I was a boy who didn't like girls, which was a terminal illness in college. When the ugliest and most unappealing guy in my class got the chance to be a flower girl in my junior year - even though his flowers looked like grass to me - I was still wandering around the huge campus every day by myself with a shoulder bag and my hands in my pockets, shaking my head and whistling.

It's not that I can't sell out, on the contrary, there were once a vote of female graduate students in the College of Arts and Letters chasing after me, just because they had read some of the disgusting articles I had once written and I was not ugly or even can be said to be a good-looking face. But I politely declined. I was only interested in them because I desperately wanted to know how anyone could miss graduate school in this kind of shitty school and in the Chinese department, and I guessed that they were going to continue to be PhDs in the future. The people in my dormitory have always advised me to make do with what I have, this year is particularly popular sibling love, you see people Feng Fei love are almost turn Hong Kong over, the love of the city ah. I looked at them and told them that it would be better to let you, and then from the upper bunk to probe the head of the guy immediately shrunk his head back and stopped talking, the action quickly as if slow will be beheaded. Others say it's because they have a girlfriend and want to be exclusive. I said come on, who does not know you ah, it's not that those graduate students are not as good-looking as your girlfriend, otherwise you people, flip-flopping is faster than cheating on a test and turning over books. But those female researchers look really abstract, so I told them that well-known joke on a sudden whim, the world is divided into three kinds of people, men, women, female blog.

But then the joke somehow made its way to the College of Arts and Letters, and the result was that two of the women cried, three of them broke down and called me shameless, and the remaining more girls continued to spread the story.

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I was instantly famous, or infamous.

During my days of infamy, K remained close to me. This makes me especially touched in my heart. However, I still wooden face bent down to firmly in her eyes and stretched out the index finger shaking left and right and said to her, don't all day and I'm this kind of scum mixing together, be careful to marry no one wants. She always shook her head and said, "Don't worry, there are people who want it, I still have three boys chasing me. When she said that, she was eating hot pot without even lifting her head. I thought she would look at me with tears in her eyes like those young girls in TV dramas and say: In my heart, you are never a scum.

I was pretty devastated.

K's love of hot pot was brought out by me. I came from Sichuan, and when I took my first bite of Shanghainese food in the school cafeteria, I was so depressed that I wanted to talk to God, and it was a particularly impulsive thought. I went on a hot sauce binge, but it changes nothing, as in the title of English Lesson 3, and then I ate some of the hot sauce straight away and realized that it was as sweet as ketchup.

I was particularly depressed when I told AK that there was a Shanghainese who went to Sichuan to eat hot pot, and she was particularly afraid of spicy food, so she ordered a white pot, but she ended up drinking four 1500ml bottles of Coke because the pot had just been made into a red pot that was supposedly not cleaned.

I was trying to use this story to express my heart's disappointment with Shanghai chili peppers. Unfortunately, AK heard this story as a joke, so she laughed up in the air and said that the jokes you tell are really funny. I just shut my mouth and didn't say anything, thinking in my heart that one day I will drag AK to Sichuan.

Every Thursday afternoon I will go to the school of the luxury gym to play badminton, I always call on a communication college to accompany me to play, because he used to be from the elementary school to start practicing badminton. I had a hard time playing with him and it was quite enjoyable, otherwise I would have felt that my 700 dollar badminton racket was just for show, because after playing with other badminton players once I felt that I could beat them with my left hand.

Every time I finished at 5pm, K would show up at the entrance to the gym with a Minute Maid in his hand. I took it over and opened it up and drank it, sweat falling from my hair drop by drop much to AK's amazement because for students like them who were always skipping gym class sweating in such a way was something they had never seen before. Once AK came in to watch me play, and afterward I asked her how she felt, and she said, "I don't feel much, I just feel like you're playing with a murderous look on your face.

At first I thought that K was especially kind to bring me water every time, but then she hit me hard by saying that it was because she happened to have a class on Thursday afternoons in the E building next to the gym, which made me think that I still didn't like girls - even though I never thought of K as a girl.

K especially loved shopping and I was always the victim. I always tell her how much homework I haven't done and how many books I haven't read, but it changes nothing. one time I threatened her that if I didn't read my books I wouldn't pass my fourth grade, she looked at me quizzically and said, "You won't pass even if you read your books". I listened to the extraordinarily chagrined, I said even if it is true you do not speak out so directly ah, after all, I am also the flowers of the motherland. And then hungry oh special pretentious special meat numbness said: I will be emaciated to death. Originally, I wanted to disgust her a result she did not have any reaction but I was disgusted with myself.

A K shopping always like to put the phone wallet keys and so on all in my body, she smacked with the trouble. She's got a lot of phone calls, so I'm always trying to get my cell phone out of my pocket and hand it to her and then take it back and put it in my pocket, it's so silly. Whenever I passed by a beautiful billboard, K was always very excited and danced around. Because K's dream was to be an advertiser. I heard something in my heart suddenly fluttered, like an inadvertent twitch in sleep. I didn't tell K that was my ideal too.

There was a time when I was forced by K to memorize Grade 4 vocabulary, forcing me to feel that the world was dark. I was woken up every morning at 6am by her phone call and heard her telling me "It's English time, please sit down at your desk and open your book". Three days in a row of phone calls made the whole dormitory want to kill me, so I had to get up early every morning and quietly call her to tell her not to call when I started memorizing my vocabulary.

Because the window in front of my desk faces the east, I saw the most sunrises at school during that month, and I realized that the morning sky was really pretty, which I hadn't noticed before.

Shanghai's fall comes especially strange, summer is always unlimited to pull to an end and then suddenly fell to the late fall, the temperature suddenly low down, the leaves seem to be about the same as a date to fall down, extremely satisfied couples need the atmosphere, but also to meet me.

I grew up in Sichuan, Sichuan is everywhere in the year-round evergreen trees, killed refused to fall leaves. New Year's snow are verdant so that those elderly people are very sigh of heaven and earth can not find the same disease. Why do some things never grow old and some things instantly fall into the afterglow. This is what my grandmother said to me.

When I stood at the school and watched the leaves of the sycamore trees fall one by one, I felt that the world was still very beautiful and worth believing in, and in the words of K, "it is worth living on.

So I stood in this empty university can see the fall of autumn leaves three times, I was confused in the past three years, everything went by like a dream. And it is a long and dreary dream. A dream of three or four years. K and I went from 19 to 21, and K told me more and more often, "I'm getting too old for this". The strange thing was that K and I stayed friends, which was unbelievable and unbelievable to many people around me. But I've never argued anything, and neither has K.

We went from being teenagers to adults in our twenties, and I started to get a shaved bluish color on my chin, and K. wore a tuxedo for the first time at the first dance of her junior year, and then danced her first dance with me in my rough pants and sneakers, and she laughed so hard that she was shaking, and I was so embarrassed that I had to look at her with a blank face. K said I was pretty cool when I looked at him with a fierce look on my face.

But I'm still a kid, I still put my hands in my pockets and watch the sun set when I walk across the lawn with my shoulder bag, I still get laughed at mercilessly in the pool by K, who has been swimming since she was a kid, I still stand under the trees and squint and smile, and I still play badminton in the gym with a vengeance.

On my birthday A K sent me a pair of gloves, my birthday is June 6, the sun shines, I took the gloves do not know where to put, I rode in the car want to tumble down, I said you really will send, a most practical value of the things you send the loss of all value. A K said this glove originally I was last year to give you, but do you believe that I actually played a year to play well, I dismantle the fight to dismantle I'm not tired of my dormitory people look at the exhaustion of lying on the bed and screaming wildly can not stand. The few fingers are particularly complicated to play, or you try?

I said forget it, who has that free time. I pointed to the back of my bike and said, "Come up and I'll take you for a ride as a thank you.

I gave K a bracelet for her birthday, and she wore it on her hand every day.

K and I had a Valentine's Day together, we went to Century Park, in front of the super large fountain poor screaming eight, rented a tandem bike results in rushing into the woods and crashed into a crooked tree, tired of looking for chairs to sit down but sat down, but always can not find a place to find a water to drink, and finally found a wild drink and then like looking for a water place to find the toilet as hard as the hard work.

On a National Day vacation we watched the fireworks in Pudong, then came back to the McDonald's in People's Square and stayed there until 12:00, and then incredibly walked from People's Square to Xujiahui, and then waited for the earliest subway to go back to school. During the hour we waited, we woke up the guard on duty and chatted with him as if we had known each other for thousands of years. We went back and slept from dawn to dusk.

K told me, who never reads foreign novels, how haunting Wuthering Heights is, and I told her how masterful Nalan Shide's words are

Whenever we don't go home for a long school vacation, K and I like to take out our maps of China and point out where we're going, which doesn't cost us any time or effort or money. It doesn't take time or effort or money to talk about it. And when the vacation actually comes, we spend our time sleeping from morning to night. I acted like an elder and told her how can a girl be so lazy. She said nothing nothing, anyway, fast is not a girl fast is a woman, you look at Shanghai, everywhere is sleepy wearing pajamas running all over the street women, I just early on duty only.

The carving knife of time is still carving traces on my body, AK said that the carving knife as we get older and older will carve the traces from the heart to the face, then the inner twist of the scars will be in the moment of our sudden old age into the indelible wrinkles on our face.

Sometimes I'm suddenly down and out, and I look at K and can't speak. I started a habit with K in my third year of college to walk from the north gate to the south gate and then back again late at night when there were few people around. Sometimes the wind will be very strong, I will not be like those boys to take off their clothes to give her because I think that would be very pretentious, but I will have the sense to quietly walk in front of her, blocking off the black wind in the dark night.

When winter was about to start I was too busy writing to take care of my hair, so my hair became so long and tangled that it flew up in the wind like a martial arts movie warrior.

In my hair crazy long that period of time in our dormitory, a hair curls can be a lawyer's guy crazy play love, a week love three times so that I am extremely disagreeable to his view of the love tube, his name is rather called VAN.

VAN family is very rich, I don't know what his family's chattels and real estate, I only know that he wants to go to some place is always a phone call after a car parked in front of him, wearing a black suit, a black suit, a black suit, a black suit, a black suit, a black suit, a black suit, a black suit and a black suit, a black suit. in front of him with a driver in a black suit opening the door for him. But that kid is quite kind without the arrogance of other playboys to our dormitory a few buddies as brothers. But other than that, he has all the shortcomings of any other dude.

During that time, I wrote a lot of new novels and love letters for Van, which made me think I was a lover.

One day VAN pulled me to see a girl he had just spotted and was ready to act on. I was slowly swaying behind his ass, and when I got to the boulevard of the school, VAN stopped and laughed at me, pointing to a girl in front of him and telling me that she was the one. When I saw the girl clearly I stood on the spot for a minute and said no problem to him like an out-of-body experience.

That girl was K.

I think the love letter I wrote to K was the most painful one I've ever written. I couldn't have written that I met you on the morning you left the scent of cherry blossoms, as I did before, I would have laughed my ass off.

I don't remember what that love letter looked like, I just remember it was a night when I finally finished it after running out of coffee, and then fell into bed and slept through the night. Then I got up, brushed my teeth, washed my face, went to the bathroom, and carried my backpack to class.

Three days later Van wanted to invite me to dinner, he said he got the girl. I was so surprised when the glass in my hand suddenly fell and the whole glass of water was spread on the floor," Van said. I nodded my head, and then thought about it, and said to VAN, you invite me to eat hot pot.

On the day of the hot pot, AK was late, and I said to her as viciously as before: girls are trouble. And VAN in the side very tolerant and gentle said it's okay. I just suddenly realized that AK is already VAN's girlfriend, so I was very embarrassed. I don't remember much about that night because I drank a lot of wine. What I do remember is that I threw up many times that night, and the next morning my head hurt so much that it was going to crack. My roommate told me I kept crying in a dull whisper that night, but I don't remember crying.

The next day after my gym class I met AK in front of the gym she was carrying Minute Maid in her hand and handed it over, I didn't take it over to drink it and stood in front of her without saying a word.

A K's hand stretched in the air is very embarrassing, but I seem to be gambling like I do not know why is not to take.

A K said, I have a boyfriend.

I said, I know, VAN, that's good.

A K said, you have no reaction?

I said, "What do I have to do?

It's a good thing that I'm not a big fan of the way the world works, because I'm a big fan of the way the world works.

A K sighed and said you are like this. I just want to say to you I don't have so much time to accompany you, you alone don't always carry a bag everywhere, don't always stand alone under the tree to see the falling leaves. And be gentle with the girls don't always be alone, meet a good girl to go after, you can't ask the girls to take the initiative to chase you.

I said you forget it I'm three years this way can not die you take good care of your boyfriend.

A K said I just want to tell you that I do not have so much time to accompany you, you are alone to live.

Then I laughed, still the same expression of disdain. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on the way to the next level, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on the way to the next level.

AK turned to me and said, "You have to learn to write more love letters in the future, girls still like to be praised.

I suddenly wanted to tell K that I wrote that love letter, but I felt sick. I opened my mouth and what came out was that the weather is still so hot and winter is not coming, right?