Chapter 8 Seven, cicada slough

Transfer, interest, stepmother, entrance exam When the third year of high school was about to start, my father suddenly called Zhixue and transferred me to Taichung Provincial No. 1 Middle School without explaining the reason.I know this is an inevitable aftermath, but also a necessary arrangement.Without asking a word, I left Taipei in a leisurely manner, arrived in Taichung, and lived in the school dormitory. What makes me sad the most is my little sister, there is still a blank sheet of paper between us, although my heart is filled with her beautiful smiles.At this sentimental moment, I can only swallow this parting love abruptly.At the time of parting, everyone in the palace family talked a lot, surprised at his father's unreasonableness.I sneaked a peek at her, and she acted nonchalantly, as if she didn't take this matter to heart.When I left the gate of her house, there was no sign of her in the crowd.

When I was in Taipei, I was too busy, too busy checking my father's face, and too busy waiting for the opportunity to jump over the wall.When you come to Taichung, time really belongs to you.At this moment, I realized that I had already faced a decision in my life and was about to enter university. What plans do I have for the future? The system at that time was to divide the university's departments into three groups: science, literature, and agriculture. Each group had different courses and teaching materials. Starting from the third year of senior high school, classes were taught in groups.I had to decide which group to read before I could get into the right class.

I decided to learn music. When I was depressed, I had the urge to scream loudly, and singing became the ideal way to vent.The second son of the Gong family also likes to sing, but he sings love songs.We often compete with each other, intentionally or not, to see whose roar can knock the roof down. But when I really became interested in music, I watched a few movies about music.Among them, Chunxiao on Cuidi fascinated me the most. After I saw it for the first time in junior high school, every time it was replayed in the cinema, I, the audience, must be indispensable. I wanted to be a musician when I saw it.It's just that I never thought that I would have the opportunity to decide my own future.

Of course, I also carefully researched and judged other possibilities, because I didn't catch up with Taichung No. 1 Middle School's counseling for higher education in the second year of high school.So you can only consider the subjects you know.To be honest, my knowledge of universities is very limited. Politics is the kind of human behavior that I am most afraid of, and the dignitaries who come and go in and out of my house are much more prominent.Everyone wears several different masks in front of others and behind others. In order to fight for power, they will use any means.I appreciate the story in "Liezi" very much: Emperor Yao went to Shouyang Mountain in order to find a virtuous abdication, and met a sage, and Emperor Yao asked him to be an official.Hearing this, the man fled into the mountains and went to the stream to wash his ears.A cowherd saw it and asked him what he was doing. The man said that he had dirty his ears after listening to Emperor Yao's words that he was going to be an official, so he washed it.The cowherd was furious, and hurriedly led the cow upstream, thinking that the sewage from washing the ears would dirty the stomach of the cow. Since ancient times, I am obviously not the only one who hates politics.

I also hate the economy. My father is an upright government official, and the family is poor in terms of food and clothing.I grew up without pocket money. Although I often felt that it was a pain, I saw that in junior high school, those classmates were ruined by money, so I was quite disgusted with money.In addition, there are some intangible influences. For example, I often hear people admiring my father's integrity. If I hear too much, incorruptibility becomes a standard of value for me. In addition, subjects such as diplomacy, society, law, and history were all against my personality, and were eliminated as soon as they surfaced.Mathematics is my favorite, but ever since my cardinal number theory was humiliated by the algebra teacher, I felt very awkward and lost interest in mathematics.Later, I encountered great changes in my family, and I didn't want to study, and my level became worse and worse. Math textbooks finally became standard bibles.

Because I am active and curious, when I saw anything new since I was a child, I always pestered adults to ask questions, and when I couldn't figure it out, I always got blank eyes in the end.And if I see a moving machine, there is an irresistible temptation, driving me to take it apart.This is also one of the fundamental reasons why I got into trouble and was often beaten.Fortunately, I have done a lot of demolition and have rich experience. Once something breaks at home, I can always fix it.Even better, every time the repair is completed, there will be several extra parts. I remember that the thing that confused me the most was an old wind-up phonograph. No matter how I disassembled and reinstalled it, I couldn’t find the little singing person inside the machine.Until one time, I accidentally discovered that when the stylus was inserted into the matchbox and scratched across the frets on the record, the matchbox could actually make a sound.I just learned that the grain of the record is not smooth, making the stylus vibrate, and the sound is produced by the resonance of the box.

My repair skills were affirmed because a German-made alarm clock stopped working, and the store said it couldn't be repaired.I disassembled it completely, and found that the mainspring of the power was broken. The mainspring of that kind is made of steel and has strong elasticity.I tried my best, but it couldn't be glued or stuck.In the end, I had no choice but to learn from a blacksmith, throwing the remaining longer half of the clockwork into the briquette stove in the kitchen.When it is burning red, beat one end and fold it back, and then hook it to the fixed pillar.At last the clock was repaired.There is only one disadvantage, it needs to be wound up twice a day.

My father had a 45-caliber pistol, which I discovered by accident.After some work, I can skillfully break it down, restore it, and often oil and maintain it.I often imagine that if you meet a robber, wouldn't it be awe-inspiring to have a gun in your hand?So I loaded the bullet and put the safety on.These techniques are completely groped out by myself, and the concept of using a gun has not the slightest. One day I was secretly playing with it, and suddenly my sister discovered it, and she yelled, "I'll sue Dad, saying you're playing with guns!" I was startled, and subconsciously pointed the gun at her, threatening her and said: How dare you sue?I will hit you first!

You do not dare. In order to scare her, I pulled the trigger and said: I will shoot! Let's go!She doesn't care. As soon as I pulled the trigger, the safety latch was locked, and it wouldn't move, so I pushed the safety button.At this time, my heart suddenly moved, why did I get insurance?Pull the breech away again, and a bullet lies flat in the breech! In an instant, I was sweating all over my body, my hands and feet were weak, and I slipped and fell to the ground.My sister thought I was playing with her, so she pretended to be dead, and left with a triumphant smile.Since then, I've been terrified whenever I see a gun.

As mentioned earlier, I made my own mimeographs, reflective projectors, toy water guns and many other interesting machines.But at that time, the social environment was not suitable. My father believed that only reading was important, and these trivial skills would make people lose their minds, so they were absolutely forbidden at home. One time I went too far, it was in the third year of junior high school, I learned to install the radio.But because Taiwan is a martial law area, all communication equipment is under military control, and there is nowhere to buy it if you have money.I found a DC vacuum tube radio in my father's car that had never been used, so I surreptitiously dismantled all the parts that could be disassembled.While referring to the book, I modified it into an AC superheterodyne five-tube radio.

Relying on these five vacuum tubes, I did a lot of electronic experiments. At that time, I was obsessed with electronics. I wanted any electrical appliance when I saw it, and I stole it if I couldn’t get it, including the Gong family.No matter where I go every day, I always bring back some messy things. I found that the ore earphones did not need an antenna. At that time, the earphones I could find were all electromagnetic, with a magnetic core surrounded by an induction coil under a piece of iron.When direct current passes through the induction coil, the magnetic core will generate magnetic lines of force, causing the iron sheet to vibrate.The electromagnetic waves in the air are alternating, and the ore has the function of rectifying the waves, which can divide the electric waves in the air into DC half waves, which can be listened to immediately. Of course, in addition to headphones, there are also issues such as channel selection, antenna, and volume gain.But I am interested in ore earphones, the only purpose is to make an ultra-small radio for eavesdropping in class.No matter how the ore earphones are designed, because the volume is low, the frequency division is not ideal.And the equipment I use is all military scrap, and it's often either broken here or broken there.The most hateful thing is this unpredictable factor, which is a waste of time and energy. A few times, I guessed that the earphones were broken, so I removed them.The coils inside are thinner than a human hair. If you accidentally break the thread, it will be completely useless.After dismantling it several times, I was familiar with the technology. I thought that although the earphone is small, the space inside can be fully utilized, so I tried to fix the ore in the earphone. This kind of small project is not easy. First of all, the sensitivity of the ore is unstable, and it is very difficult to select a good contact point.Finally I solved it with two small springs, and then put the small springs and ore into the gap of the earphone, it's like a camel threading a needle!I have been busy for more than a month, I persevered, and finally succeeded.One earphone, plus a short antenna that hangs down, and you can tune in to the nearest radio station! After I was done, I took it to school to discover the treasure. The classmates competed to play with it, and accidentally broke the fragile antenna!The frustration at that time cannot be described in words.It's over!Do another one?I'm really impatient, and I don't have enough material. Inadvertently, I put the broken earphones close to my ears, but I didn't expect there to be music!Yes, it really is the music played on the radio station!Why can I hear it when the antenna is broken?In order to find out the reason, I took it apart again, but I couldn't find the reason, but when I restored it again, the earphone was completely reimbursed. I was too busy to do another one.In fact, the reason for not using an antenna is very simple. The electromagnetic coil itself has inductance. As long as it is close to the radio station, there will be enough power to drive the earphone.It is possible that the earphones I made at the time were the smallest radios in the world.Isn't the so-called invention in the world just a permutation and combination? Soon my room was turned into a laboratory, and in order to experiment with magnetic fields, I wrapped stolen wires around the walls and passed current through them.Because there is no concept of current load, the fuse at home is blown as soon as the power is connected. Because I repair the fuse every day, I found that one of the power supply in my home is live and the other is ground.I use a very long steel bar, buried deep in the ground, as my own ground wire, and then connected to the live wire of the home appliance to form another loop.As a result, no matter how I use electricity, the meter will never move.Sometimes a bluish-white arc of fire would appear at the load of the two wires, and the electric lights at home would flicker on and off like will-o'-the-wisps, and then my father would yell at the power company. These experiments made me excited and scared at the same time, because I have been shocked by electric shock many times, and I know the pain very well.In order to prevent family members from crashing in unintentionally, I pasted two pieces of copper on the handle of the door, and connected each to a power source.Only I know that it is safer to be outside the copper piece, and you will get an electric shock if you touch the copper piece. It never occurred to me what the consequences would be, except that no one would come in.One day, when I came home from school, I suddenly saw the door open, and the room was clean. All the treasures I had stolen and all my hard work had disappeared.Of course, it was unavoidable that I was beaten severely, and even the always gentle Ah Xiang glared at me. After playing enough, I was also afraid of playing. My interest in electricity disappeared, and I never thought about it again. When it comes time to think about the future, these scenarios come to mind little by little.Should I study mechanics?electronic?for what?In my experience, these things can be mastered by touch. Do I still need to learn for four years?In addition, in addition to being curious, I just used these technologies to make the tools I needed, and then applied the tools to do the things I loved.What matters is the latter rather than the former, so what should I do to learn technology? Therefore, I decided not to study science and engineering, and never even thought about agriculture or medicine.What is left is music, art, and literature, which I really love, and it is hard to choose between the fish and the bear's paw. After thinking about it again and again, I think that there is no need to learn to draw, and everything in nature is my teacher. As long as I have appreciation, I can learn by myself.The same is true for literature. Perhaps writing requires some skills, but no teacher taught me how to write at school.Every time in a composition class, the teacher just asks a question, and everyone concentrates on writing it.In the end, the notebook was sent out, with a few red pens circled on it, plus a score, it was amazing, and there were two mild comments.What does this represent?So what can we learn?What else can I learn? I remember in Maugham's "Ten Masterpieces You Must Read in Your Life", when it comes to the key to the success or failure of a work, it is not the writing skills of words, but the experience of life.No one can teach life experience, I just need to experience it with my heart. Only music, that is a world that makes me feel strange.She is detached from life experience, and is an abstract and absolute spiritual realm that does not eat the fireworks of the world.Just a few notes can make me enthusiastic or sad, as if somewhere in the universe, there is a force manipulating all my feelings. The human physiological structure is very delicate, and the hearing function may not be the strongest, but it can provide some external movement and stillness at any time, so as to remind the vision to observe.We can close our eyes and refuse to see anything, but we can't stop sound from infiltrating our ears.Not only that, but the auditory center is directly connected to the reaction center, so that people are particularly sensitive to sound. The threat to animal survival often comes from changes in the environment or attacks from other organisms.These conditions often produce vibrations and sound waves, so animals have developed a sense of hearing in order to survive.And because the transmission of sound waves is relatively unaffected by terrain and the environment, it is far easier to recognize courtship or a warning sign by sound than by sight.Human beings have inherited the physiological structure of animals, and their perception of sound is straightforward, and it can be transmitted to the nerve center of the brain without reservation, leading to human perception instantly. There are various energy changes in the universe all the time, so that sound waves fill the air and spread endlessly.Some sounds require auditory identification to make judgments about benefits; others are insignificant and pose no threat to us.Why in these changes, people can subconsciously make correct and effective judgments at any time? There is a function of the auditory center, that is, when a series of sounds is repeated, the sensory valve will automatically increase, so that the auditory nerve will not be disturbed by it.The ever-changing sound wave represents a new situation, and its sensory valve is low, so it can maintain a keen feeling and be immediately perceived by the auditory sense. Then, the musician appeared.They use the power of sound to directly shake people's hearts, and choose consonant sounds that can make brain cells resonate, so that people can get the feeling of resonance in music.And because of the physiological structure of the sensory valve, various changes must be added.However, too many changes will distract people, so there must be rules in the changes, so that people can be familiar with them easily and have a sense of intimacy.The so-called sense of intimacy actually means that the brain nerves already have a connected neural pathway.Because it has been turned on, the resistance is low, and the potential of the consciousness center can easily flow through this area. People's interest in things refers to the favorable state of consciousness-oriented resistance with the lowest resistance.People's understanding of things is the information related to themselves.Although some things are well understood, they may not arouse interest, because the same channel will increase the sensory valve.Good music has moderate changes, which not only conform to the regularity, but also maintain the sensitivity of the sensory valve.From the analysis of music, I found that it has an absolute relationship with human nature. I dare not say that I thought this way back then, but one thing is absolutely true. I believe that music can understand human nature.Based on my own experience, I was eager to pursue the understanding of human nature, so I decided to study music. At the same time, in addition to exploring human nature, I also want to learn some creative methods.I have been forced to think since I was a child, and I have to solve problems by myself. Over the years, I have developed the habit of using my brain.After the habit is formed, thinking becomes a kind of reaction, and the brain moves very quickly.With this strength, I found that I could learn anything, and I learned it quickly and well.However, imitation is one thing, but whenever I want to create something, my mind is full of oceans and I can't start. I intuitively think that painting is just imitating nature, and literature is just describing human things, only music is completely created.So there must be a way to create, otherwise how to organize those inorganic notes into a soul-stirring, weeping sound of nature? Music belongs to the literary group, so I chose the third class of senior high school, specializing in liberal arts. The teachers in Taichung No. 1 Middle School are better than what I saw in Taipei. It may be that I entered the third year of high school and stayed away from family disputes and unnecessary troubles, so I began to pay attention to the quality of teachers. For example, a history teacher surnamed Wang, when he lectures, he often analyzes and compares his own views with those in books.One of the historical cases that I remember most clearly is that the history textbook said that Wang Mang of the Han Dynasty was a corporal, and that the civilians were hypocrisy throughout their lives. Teacher Wang criticized: What is hypocrisy?In front of others and behind others, in the past and now behave differently, this is called hypocrisy; if there is a person whose good deeds are hypocrisy, of course it is hypocrisy.As for Wang Mang, a corporal who is courteous and virtuous, he is a commoner for life. This sentence clearly means that he has been like this all his life from birth to death. How can he be called hypocrisy?Everyone heard it and thought it made sense. Teacher Wang continued: No matter who you are, it is impossible for everyone to praise you. We must have judgment and not blindly believe in history books, because history books are only recorded by a few people. These words are of great help to me. Whether a person’s behavior is credible or not should be based on his lifelong performance, and he doesn’t have to care about other people’s temporary criticism.I remember my mother often used this concept to teach me, but I found it difficult to do it because I didn't have confidence in myself and didn't know what was right. There is also a Chinese teacher, who makes the class atmosphere very relaxed, and often explains some extracurricular topics to help us understand the text.Especially when composing, he never came up with a topic, allowing everyone to play.If a classmate can't write anything, he will not think it disobedient if he draws a big bet.But when there is an article worthy of praise, he must put it up for comment. The style of free study in No. 1 Middle School is very strong. There is a classmate in our dormitory who hangs a pendulum above his bed and devotes himself to studying free fall every day. Unfortunately, he was later forced into medical school by his family.There is also Yang Weizhe, a classmate in Group A, who has completed all the courses related to mathematics in the university by himself, and is often talked about by people. I don’t remember when, but one day, a few classmates ran in out of breath and said that there were some Americans upstairs next to the Taichung Theater, and they were throwing money downstairs while taking pictures of the people picking up money .The students were all indignant. It is human nature to love money. How can Americans think they are rich and take advantage of their human weakness to insult Chinese people by taking pictures. One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, not long, almost all the students in the dormitory were alarmed.Without further ado, everyone ran towards the city at the same time. Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the school gate, there was an instructor waiting there, guarding the gate.Due to the large number of people, the students started booing.A classmate explained the process to the instructor, and then asked aloud: Why do we study?Do we want to watch foreigners insult us? The students applauded for a while, the instructor thought for a while, and said: "Okay, let's go together, line up, and follow my instructions." The students responded immediately, lined up automatically, and were ready to go. Just as I was about to leave, another classmate ran back and said that the matter had been resolved, and the beauties were asked to leave by the police. Fortunately, there was no major incident, but after a while, the instructor was transferred away. Another time, when the Liu Tianran incident broke out, the whole country was in an uproar, and the students were also outraged.The cause was that an American killed someone in Taiwan. As a result, the U.S. military authorities used extraterritoriality to acquit the murderer. In my previous impression, Americans are all upstarts who pretend to be rich and powerful.They always had a petite, strangely dressed cheap bar girl hanging on their arm, strutting around like a fool. At that time, Taiwan's tourism industry was not well developed, and the old Americans in Taiwan were actually sailors who were not well paid.However, because US dollars are used, and the standard of living in Taiwan is low, its enjoyment is so impressive that it often makes the people feel ashamed. We were originally a self-respecting and confident nation with our own values.Just because the current national strength is weakened, the assistance of US allies is needed.But this does not mean that we should sacrifice our basic beliefs and lose our national sovereignty.People will die, the parliament will perish, and the world will change, but no one is willing to be a slave to others. The students knew that the school would never allow everyone to cause trouble, so they planned to secretly contact other schools, make an appointment, and prepare to go to the street together. We were still discussing, an instructor nicknamed "Little Instructor" called me late at night, and immediately said: "Don't bring me the things from Taipei to Taichung, I'm not easy to mess with!" I guessed it was because of Liu Ziran's incident, pretending not to understand, and asked: Which set of Taipei did I bring to Taichung?Ask the instructor to clarify. You want to make a student riot, don't you?This was the common white discipline formula at that time, and the little instructor put the black hat on me first. When I heard it, I was filled with anger.Since childhood, I have always encountered various grievances. I did participate in this meeting and said a few words, but it is definitely not a student riot. I immediately protested: Instructor!Please don't spitting blood, what is a student riot? The little instructor snorted and said: Are you afraid that I don't know?You live in Taipei, why did you come to Taichung to study? You must have done nothing good! I just felt excited and blurted out: Good!You dare to insult my personality, you go call Song Xinmin and ask him why I came to Taichung! As soon as these words came out, the little instructor was confused. No one in the school dared to name the principal like this.His arrogance suddenly became low, and he asked me carefully: What is the relationship between President Song and you? He used to be my father's subordinate!Finally, my father can be used as a shield. After being beaten and scolded for many years, he brought it out at this time, and he was not without emotion. ah?Then ask your father Zhu Huaibing.In fact, I don't know how old my father is. He immediately changed his face and said: General Zhu, yes, yes, the elder of the party and the country, the elder of the party and the country, then you should think more about your father! This is the first time in my life that I have been honored by my father. Since then, the little instructor has treated me differently. It turned out that it wasn't just me, the little instructor used various tactics to defeat everyone, and everyone was interviewed by him, but I don't know who tipped the news.In short, this time the matter is over, and Taichung is peaceful.But the aftermath of the students did not stop, some decided to join the army in order to defend the dignity of the country; some lost their ambitions and decided to go abroad by themselves.As for me, I feel more or less in my heart that this kind of humiliation did not happen overnight, and I must investigate the root cause. When I returned to Taipei during the winter vacation, as soon as I entered the house, I saw a lady sitting very comfortably in the living room.Although I was a little strange, because I walked a lot at night, I didn't pay attention to these trivial matters. When my father came back from get off work, he just nodded and went into the room when he saw me.When eating, the female official sat on the guest seat next to her father, and often carried vegetables for her father.Sister Min didn't see it either, only her younger sister was still there.I was very puzzled, and it was not easy to ask. After eating quietly, my father and the female official went in. I couldn't help but ask my sister: Who is that woman? That woman is our stepmother.sister said coldly. stepmother?why i don't knowThis kind of strange thing probably only happens in our incredible family. Dad was afraid that you would know, so he sent you to study in Taichung. strangeness!Why are you afraid that I will know? How do I know, my sister is also married, she moved out first, and my father got married. sister married? Dad forced it!It was a pity when she left, no one paid attention to her, and no one helped her.It's like a little ant that moves a little thing a day, and it takes several days to finish it. When did dad get married? When you went to Taichung, after your sister got married, your stepmother came in. so fast? You don't remember her?She used to wear a military uniform and often came to see her father. Is that the female political worker?I remember, she has been here a few times.Every time he came, he was wearing a military uniform, with a respectful look, as if he was asking his father for some important military affairs. It's our mother.My sister reminded me. I can't forget Sister Min's attitude towards my mother. I was a victim before, so of course I can't be like Sister Min.Thinking of this, I immediately stood up and said: I will call her. You have good intentions, but you have to know whether people are willing or not!I hear the undertones, but in this case, I don't have much choice. I knocked on the door and went in, and she sat beside my father.I meant a lot and said deliberately: Mom!Sorry, I didn't know you were my mother just now! She saw that I didn't speak, and my father said, "Go out." After graduating from middle school, my father told me to stay in Taichung and prepare for the exam. Music needs to be tested, and I am very sure about brass instruments.In Chenggong Middle School, I was one of the founding members of the marching band and played various instruments.As for subjects, mock exams were held in the class, and my grades were not bad.At that time, the enrollment rate of Taichung No. 1 Middle School was over 90%, so I was very confident. I don't know where the evil wind came from, and it was popular to invite Die Xian in the dormitory.Legend has it that Jigong once said that he will definitely counterattack the mainland next year.Coupled with some specious legends, it seems to be very effective.I have been taught by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and I think this kind of dish fairy is like a child's play. I still don't believe it, and debate with my classmates every day. Die Xian's way of playing is to first write some Chinese characters and English letters on a piece of paper, then use a plate, flip it upside down, and draw an arrow on the edge of the plate. This is all the props.The number of players varies from one to four. The method is to pray and pray first, and you can designate gods or ghosts, or just let chance. The players stretch out their index fingers and lightly press the bottom of the reversed dish.It is said that when the Die Immortal comes, he will move the disc with him, and when it stops, he will record the words pointed by the arrow along the disc one by one, which is the instruction of the gods. Legend has it that Die Xian will answer every request when making friends or entering a higher school.Many students want to know the girlfriend in their hearts, but it is impossible to write all the Chinese names on a piece of paper, so they use English letters instead.The wonderful thing is that the name of the girlfriend asked is often either Mary or Lucy.Because the English names that middle school students know are limited, they can't even make up new tricks! I argued with my classmates so much that I almost hurt my feelings. I don't understand why such a simple truth can't be understood?If you only analyze this matter from the standpoint of entertainment, there is nothing wrong with it, it is better than young people taking to the streets to make trouble.But if you insist on believing that Die Xian's apparition is true rationally, I think this person has a big problem with his intelligence! In order to free lips, we decided to adopt the scientific method and experiment for ourselves.A total of six students volunteered to participate. We fasted and bathed seriously, and spent three nights taking turns to pray. In the end, everyone agreed that apart from personal psychological effects, Die Xian did not exist at all.But a classmate with deep confidence came at the last moment. He accused me of being prejudiced, so Die Xian was unwilling to come.And firmly stated that as long as he participates on my behalf, he will surely succeed. Sure enough, as soon as he went into battle, the dishes flew all over the table.I could clearly see his eyes searching for words, his fingers controlling the movement of the plate.But he swears and swears and denies it. As far as I know about him, he has no reason to lie to me, especially it is impossible to use such a childish method.Besides, everyone has sacrificed precious time for studying their homework in order to pursue the truth, and he has no reason to specifically fight against it!So what is the reason?Is it really me who has a prejudice? I have already developed a habit. Whenever I encounter something I don't understand, I can't help but concentrate on observing it, and I must find out the truth. Indeed, it would be unfair to accuse him of deliberate mischief.Although he closed his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyelids did not move.I know some people who cannot fully close their eyes when they sleep.This situation is difficult to fake, unless it is a long-term habit, otherwise the eyelids will inevitably blink. So I asked him to close his eyes completely, and he thought he had already closed them, but he was born unable to close them very tightly.I tried to shake my hand in front of his eyes, and he said he could feel light and shadow, but he didn't know what it was. Secondly, I found that his reaction was very fast. As soon as the plate moved, he immediately accelerated to keep up and pushed the plate a short distance.Obviously, as long as two people like him come to play Die Xian at the same time, if one of them trembles accidentally, the other will double the size.In this way, the dish naturally moves continuously. As an experiment, I secretly asked the others to remove their hands, and then pushed the plate.Sure enough, as long as he was alone, the saucer rushed forward excitedly.However, this also proved that he did not intend to play tricks, because when his acceleration stopped, the plate stopped again, and he waited idiotically. Students watching from the sidelines can also understand this phenomenon.As long as the players believe in it, they will think that the movement of the disc is the divine power of the Die Fairy, so following the movement of the disc, each contributes its own strength, and everyone contributes. However, this still doesn't explain why the dish stopped and pointed at the words.After repeated experiments, this point also has a reasonable answer. When the plate started to move, the players all became nervous. Everyone expected that it would stop, and everyone's fingers lifted up intentionally or unintentionally.What's even better is that at this time the audience's attention is shifted to the movement of the plate, and the human factor is forgotten.I stared at that classmate closely to see how he reacted, only to see that he opened his eyes instinctively. He was also very alert, knowing that he was doing an experiment, and immediately closed his eyes again.In fact, this was enough. At that moment, the characters near the plate were already reflected in his mind.The next step is his consciousness, because he has determined where he will stop or stop, so he can lift his finger without deliberate falsehood. Although this theory has been debated for a long time, no one denies that when playing, there is more or less a guessing mentality, at least hoping that the disc will land on a possible word.It is this reasonable hope that makes the difference between lifting or continuing to accelerate the human finger, and also determines the direction of motion of the plate. Especially when a person thinks he has this ability, his expectations and concerns must be stronger than others.Conscious dominance can be said to be deception, but unconscious behavior is easy to spread rumors and confuse the public. To demonstrate this unconscious dominant behavior, I insisted that the participants be blindfolded.I am willing to admit the existence of Die Fairy only when the dish can stay on the text when everyone can't see it. Everyone agreed, and since no one had ever seriously asked to be blindfolded, no one knew what the outcome would be.But the classmate was very confident and agreed to the experiment.After many experiments, the dish was completely out of order, running and stopping, and never being in place. This experiment proved that this classmate did not intend to deceive, but I saw the other side of the incident.There are many self-righteous people in the world, either for the sake of attracting attention or for personal gain, although they have no intention of doing evil, they are very persistent in their opinions, which often makes it difficult for people with weak beliefs to judge right from wrong objectively. The seriousness of this kind of consequences is far greater than that of those who do evil with intentions.There are too few people in the world who have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, and most of them just go along with it.Especially for such a trustworthy good person, no matter what he says is reasonable or unreasonable, people would rather believe it, but often make the truth dusty. The day before the collective registration for the university, President Song called me to his office and asked me how I was getting ready.I say very sure.Principal Song said: Don't be too confident!There were quite a few people in our school who failed the exam last year! At least I can get high marks in surgery Surgery?Why do you take the math test? Music is an academic subject. music! !He jumped up from his chair: how did this happen?Duke Huai won't scold me to death? I was taken aback: what's wrong with music? Oops!Oops!Why didn't you tell me earlier?I thought you were so anxious that you couldn't continue talking, so you paused for a while, and then said: Does Mr. Huai know about this? This is my own future, and my father can't control it!I am plausible. Oops!Bang Fu, you are not a child anymore, don't you know Duke Huai's temper?He handed you over to me, and told me countless times, saying that you are very talented, and that you should study science and engineering. Why do you have to study engineering?If everyone should study science and engineering, why do we need other departments? well!Don't argue with me, the problem is how can I tell Duke Huai? I didn't want to make things difficult for him, knowing that I would definitely fail if I mentioned it to my father.I had to say: Then let me tell my father myself! Principal Song immediately dialed a long-distance call to his father and said: Mr. Huai, Bangfu has something to tell you.He threw me the hot potato. I answered the phone and said: Dad, I am filling out the university registration form, and I want to take the music department of Normal University. What?The roar on the phone was deafening. music!I say for sure. Call Principal Song to speak!My father understood my stubbornness very well. Principal Song heard it too, with a helpless expression on his face, he picked up the phone, and just murmured repeatedly.After a while, Principal Song turned to me and asked: Do you have a second choice?Music is absolutely out of the question. How to do it?My mind went blank and I never thought about my second choice.Now that music is out, learn art!Unfortunately, my father still didn't agree, and I couldn't change literature. 我放棄了，便對宋校長說：麻煩您問問爸爸吧，只要是文組，由他決定好了。 父親堅持我考理工科系，宋校長解釋說現在實行文理分組。我已選了文組，理組的功課沒有學，不可能考得上。 父親不明白為什麼要文理分組，卻堅持除了理工外，不許我讀大學。 宋校長急得滿頭大汗，我則死心塌地，不讀大學也罷。 最後，宋校長想到一個方法：懷公，您是黨國元老，為國家貢獻良多，我們學校每年有十個名額保送軍校，能不能讓邦復從軍報國呢？ 千穿萬穿，馬屁不穿，父親總算答應了，宋校長也笑了，我也無可無不可。還是我的預感正確，當我決定要學音樂時，就有點難以相信，我居然能夠決定自己的前途。 同學聽我說要保送軍校，都表示遺憾，還有什麼好說的？我瀟灑地拿起籃球，一個人走到球場，在眾人的讀書聲中，投起籃來。 有位教官看我成天打球，便好心勸我，說快考大學了，應該利用時間多讀點書。我告訴他，我已經保送軍校了。 教官問：你打算進什麼軍種？ 當然是空軍。我並沒有認真考慮過，只是在直覺上，空軍死得比較痛快。 不可能，教官搖頭說：你有近視，進不了空軍。 我楞了一下，說：那就海軍吧。 也不行，海軍也要視力好，你只能進政工幹校。 政工幹校？籃球滾得老遠，我也顧不得撿了：政工幹校我不去！ Why?政工幹校有什麼不好？ 從軍就是為了打仗，搞什麼無聊的政治工作？我不能說我見過一些搞思想的人，被他們嚇破了膽。 教官眼中閃過了一絲驚恐的神色，不再多說，搖頭而去。 我回到寢室，和幾個同學談起這件事。大家七嘴八舌地出點子，但是誰都沒有方案。 最後，有個同學建議說：文組你父親不同意，理組也不可能，可是還有農組可以考呀！至少你只犧牲生物和解析幾何，一共一百分，才六分之一而已。 農組？我覺得總比政工好：可是農組學什麼呢？ 一時大家都呆住了，因為宿舍中沒有人報考農組。 我想起《鐵騎銀瓶》中的新疆大漠風光，養馬總該是農科吧？我問：有沒有養馬系？ 大家都笑了，有人說：有畜牧系，一定可以養馬。 好，就這麼決定了，我考畜牧系。我的反應一向很快。 其他的呢？你總得填別的志願。 我喜歡吃西瓜，學學種西瓜也不錯，大家猜了半天，認定農藝是種西瓜的。因此我便決定了三個志願，第一是台大畜牧系，第二是台大農藝系，第三是台中農學院農藝系（那時台中農學院尚無畜牧系）。 這次父親沒有反對，因為照他的說法，一旦我們反攻大陸，老家珞珈山下還有塊地，學農至少回去還可以耕田。我一生的命運，就如此這般地決定下來了。 大學聯合招生的窄門很難擠進，總共六百分。我卻有一百分肯定交白卷，我不相信會考得上。別人都在死啃活拚，我則聽天由命，每天悠哉遊哉，照樣打球玩耍。 考完試，像是應付完了公事，我已準備好去當兵，心理非常輕鬆。十多年的學生生活，像是一場惡夢，我不知道學到了什麼？有什麼用？為什麼要學？我也不知道別的同學是怎麼想的，彷彿人人都是為了考試，考試的目的還是為了下一次的考試。 在無盡的考試中，我考怕了，白天還好，我可以靠打球、看小說來忘掉它。但是在夢中，一切可由不得我控制，永遠是考試！考試！而且千篇一律，永遠是清一色的結果，繳白卷！繳白卷！ 我這一生似乎注定要在苦海中掙扎，白天如同漫長的惡夢，一層又一層的巨幅布幕，把我緊緊的裹住，束縛得透不過氣來。入夜更是無休無止的惡夢，重複著所有難以擺脫的、令我心神狂亂的恐懼。 雖然生活中的一切都被一種不可抗拒的力量支配著，由不得自己作主。可是隱隱約約中，我總覺得我遲早會醒來的。只有在醒了以後，我才可能有真正的生命。 不幸的是，我居然考上了！考到了台中農學院的農藝系，離我養馬的志願只差了十分。這時方才有點悔意，早知道惡夢未了，多拚個十分又何妨？ 更令我失望的是，農藝系種稻不種西瓜，這大學四年顯然又是苦海無邊。別人考上大學都在歡天喜地的慶祝，只有我，反而惱恨不已。 台北市在這些年間，整個樸實的風貌都被高大而雜亂的建築蛀蝕殆盡。南京東路成了市虎的競技場，松江路也在拓寬。後面長春路原來平平坦坦的一片稻田，如今好像被耗子啃過的大餅，零零落落的，殘磚碎石散布一地。 不僅是景物不再，人事亦非，宮家搬到新店去了。她們的新居在一個小丘的半腰，叢林遮掩之下，一棟老舊的木屋，屹立在歷經風雨沖刷、落石處處的斜坡上。 宮伯母知道我考上台中農學院，她眉毛一揚，對我說：沒考上台大，不算進大學，你明年再考吧。