兄弟

兄弟，中文原著作者余华

译者：Eileen Cheng-yin Chow and Carlos Rojas

Writer Liu sputtered. Whereas earlier he had backed away from fight with Song Gang on account of the fact that Song Gang was half a head taller than he, Baldy Li was half a head shorter, so Writer Liu felt he had nothing to worry about. He wanted to curse out Baldy Li instead but saw that a group of onlookers had gathered and therefore decided it would be better to preserve his dignity. He coldly replied,
"Please watch your mouth."
Baldy Li snorted. With his left hand he grabbed Liu by the collar. and curling his right into a fist, he snarled, "I do indeed have a foul mouth, and I plan to foul up your clean face."
Baldy Li's bluster made Writer Liu quake a little. Liu realized the although Baldy Li was half a head shorter, he nevertheless looked extraordinarily strong. He struggled to free himself from Baldy Li's grip, attempting to maintain his writerly dignity in front of the assembled crowd. While weakly swatting at the hand with which Baldy Li was holding him by the collar, hoping that he would let go of his own accord. Writer Liu said primly. "I am an intellectual, and I won't get entangled with the likes of you."
"Well, I especially like beating up intellectuals."
Writer Liu had not even finished speaking when Baldy Li started punching him one, two, three, four times with his right fist, punching him so hard that Writer Liu's head snapped back and forth. Baldly Li followed up his advantage with punches five, six, seven, eight until Writer Liu's entire body swayed as he fell to his knees. Baldy Li pulled Liu back to his feet and then pounded him four times in the face. The soy sauce bottle in Liu's hand fell to the ground and shattered. Lin seemed to have passed out, but Baldy Li held him up while continuing to pound his face like a punching bag. Writer Liu's eyes swelled to narrow slits, and his nose began spurting blood. In all, Baldy Li punched Writer Liu twenty-eight times, leaving him looking as if he had barely
survived a car wreck. Finally Baldy Li's left hand, with which he was holding Lin up, began to tire, and when he released his grip, Writer Lin collapsed like a sack of sand. Baldy Li quickly grabbed Liu's clothes from behind and, as Writer Liu fell to his knees, Baldy Li continued to hold his collar, not letting him topple over. Baldy Li laughed as he announced to the assembled crowd, "And this is what is known as an intellectual."