行为，16分钟。2011年1月，家作坊。

一个在2008年做过的梦为一部劣质成人录像配的字幕：

《试管青年和脆弱的玻璃》

我跟Olivier住在一个声称是位于巴黎的一所高级寓所里，可那看上去分明就是个回牵楼，并且肮脏简陋，从窗户望出去是个二手集市，很多老阿在那里卖旧家具，还有中国超市卖着一些60年代的食品。也不知道是谁给了我一把塑料手枪，灰色的，看上去挺高级，明明是把枪怎么那上面还有回放和播放的功能键呢，正琢磨呢，那枪就开始告诉我它原来的主人是怎么样的，画面里一个年青的男孩（咖啡混血）骑着自行车穿过我小时候住的地方，他用那把手枪杀死了一个中年男人，然后就是黑夜里他在卖淫，满头大汗的给一个男人口交，又再去伺候另一个男人…可怜的男孩，最后他还是被打死了，他的手枪就到了我的手里，那不是玩具，可是我拿着它又能干吗呢，就想着干脆去二手市场卖了得了。在二手市场碰见另一个青年，他是卖二手手表的，他给我展示了很多手表，有新款的样式很现代很设计，也有老式的，他告诉我说这些是从黑格尔到鲁迅先生带过的手表，我在那些满是灰尘的手表里发现尼采跟泰格尔老人家有同样的一块设计很极简的黑色手表，我很疑惑他是否是个骗子，那青年这时候就告诉我说他其实是支试管，并且他还写书。他就给我看他的书，他的文字很嚼情，只记得最后一句好像是这么写的：这个时代有很多以给人送可乐为生的人，这种人群我们称之为：“可乐人”，可乐人密集了这个经济社会并使其快速走向灭亡。看到这里的时候他就变成了一支上下一边直的试管。醒来以后整理了一下思路，总结出这么几个东西：手枪＝摄像机，男孩＝玻璃，学者的知识＝时间的表子，可乐＝试管，我＝二手。

2008年2月20日

Test Tube Boy and Fragile Glass

Performance, 16min. Jan 2011. at Homeshop.
Give subtitles to an adult video according to one of my dreams in 2008: Test Tube Boy and Fragile Glass

Olivier and I were living in a so-called high-grade apartment in Paris, which actually looked like a relocated community of China, dirty, simple and crude. Out of the apartment window, it was a second-hand market where many Arabians selling second-hand furniture and some Chinese supermarkets selling food from the 1960s. I got no idea who gave me a great-looking grey-colored plastic pistol, which has a return and a play keys on it. When I was still wondering what was wrong with the pistol, it began to tell a story of its past owner. On the screen there was a young boy (mixed-blood) riding a bicycle across the place where I lived in my childhood. He killed a middle-aged man with the pistol. In the following shot, he was prostituting in the dark, giving a man blowjob with lots of sweat, and then another… poor boy. In the end he was still killed and his pistol was given to me. It was not a toy, but what should I do with it? Then I though I could just sell it. I met another young man in the second-hand market, who was selling second-hand watches. He showed me a lot of watches with all styles, from modern style to designed style and also vintage ones. He said these were watches once belonged to Hegel and Lu Xun. From those dusty watches, I found that Nietzsche and Tagore used the same type of minima-designed black watch. I doubted that if he was just a cheater. At that moment, this guy told me that in fact he was a test tube and also a writer. He showed me the book he wrote, full of false sentimentality. I only remembered the last sentence: in our times there are a lot of people living on sending Cokes. They were named “Coca Cola men”. Coca Cola men enriched this economic society and accelerated its death. When I read this, he suddenly changed into a straight test tube.I cleared my mind after waking up. Here is my conclusion: Pistol =  camera, boys = glass, knowledge of scholars = bitches of time, Coke = Test tube, Me = second-handed.