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Liu Yinxiu has been living in deep regret recently.

He is so stupid, really, he shouldn't have rashly come out to fight with his real body at that time, but not only did he fail to bring down the old scenery, but he also fucked up the other party's popularity and sent the other party to the hot search, and finally even alarmed the official blogs such as Renren Daily to stand for the old scenery.

During that time, as long as Liu Yinxiu went on Xingbo, he would receive countless gloating and laughing voices. If it was just these, it would be fine. Although Liu Yinxiu was angry, he would not be as regretful and aggrieved as he is now.

What he can't stand is the thanks from the fans of the old scenery!

"Big brother, are you a fan pretending to be a hater?"

"Thank you Xiu'er for helping our little cold circle fuck up the popularity, you are really the cutest black fan in the world!"

Liu Yinxiu felt that he was nakedly humiliated!

Fuck the fans turning black! Even if I jump off this building, I will never be a fan of the old scenery!

It just so happened that he would be a senior after the summer vacation and would be busy with internships. In order to stop suffering from such humiliation, Liu Yinxiu simply uninstalled Xingbo and Qijiang Video Network, focused on the three-dimensional world, and lived a happy and present life. What old scenery, it has nothing to do with him!

Just a few days after the start of school, his roommate asked Liu Yinxiu to teach a class for him.

"Please, please, it's my girlfriend's birthday, I want to go see her, please come back and I'll treat you to dinner."

"It's already the senior year, and your major still has classes on Saturdays?"

"Who said it's not, our history major is useless, and there are so many things to do. It's already the senior year, and the classes are still full. Not to mention the make-up classes on Saturdays, you are not allowed to skip classes, and skipping classes will deduct credits. It's fucking fucked up."

Liu Yinxiu's major didn't have many classes in the senior year, and he was free anyway, so he agreed.

The class was held in a large classroom that could accommodate 200 people, but when Liu Yinxiu arrived, the classroom was already full. He looked around for a long time and found that only the first row had empty seats.

He touched his nose and sat down in the first row reluctantly.

Someone patted his shoulder from behind. He turned around and saw that it was his high school classmate.

The classmate asked him: "Aren't you a finance major? Why are you here?"

"Alas, I'm taking the class for my roommate." Liu Yinxiu looked at the huge crowd behind him and asked curiously: "Why are there so many people?" Are all the students from the history department here?

The classmate was surprised: "You don't know? Didn't your roommate tell you?"

Liu Yinxiu wondered: "What?"

"The lecturer this time is Professor Hua Xiasheng!"

Liu Yinxiu was really surprised this time.

Even he, a layman, had heard of Hua Xiasheng's name. This Hua Xiasheng is a golden signboard of their university. In his 80s, he often appeared on various cultural programs to popularize ancient earth culture to the public. Because his lectures are well-cited and humorous, they are very popular with the audience.

When Liu Yinxiu was in high school, his parents forced him to listen to the lectures of this old professor online several times.

If this old professor came to teach, it would be no wonder that so many students came to listen to the class.

While waiting for the class, more and more students came one after another. Because the classroom was full of seats, they could only stand outside the classroom.

With countless students waiting eagerly, Professor Hua Xiasheng finally pushed through the crowd and walked in from the door.

Hua Xiasheng must have been very handsome when he was young, so even though he is now in his eighties, he still has a romantic demeanor that makes people feel impressed.

The old man is already in his eighties this year, and he walks tremblingly, but he still stands straight on the podium with his head held high.

A smart student brought a chair for Professor Hua to sit on, but he waved his hand and refused.

He looked around the huge crowd and smiled kindly, "There are many students who came to listen to my class today, I am very happy. However," he blinked his eyes with a mischievous smile, "I will not give a lecture today, I will show you a video."

As soon as these words came out, the students in the audience were in an uproar. Even Liu Yinxiu was a little disappointed.

In their major, there are a few irresponsible teachers who only show PPT and videos in class to save trouble and let them learn by themselves. Naturally, students can't learn anything. They attend classes just to get credits.

I didn't expect that Hua Xiasheng, who is so respected, would start to play tricks now.

Hua Xiasheng glanced at Liu Yinxiu in the front row. His wise eyes seemed to have seen through his psychology. He smiled and said, "I know many of you are disappointed. You will think, how come Hua Xiasheng, this old man, has started to fool people?"

Liu Yinxiu twisted his body and lowered his head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"The reason I chose to play the video is because I think it will be more helpful for you to watch it than to listen to my class."

"During this summer vacation, there was a very popular TV series. I wonder if you have heard of it - "Records of Literary Masters of the Republic of China". How many students have watched it?"

Liu Yinxiu's shoulders stiffened, and he raised his head in disbelief, almost unable to believe his ears.

"Records of Literary Masters of the Republic of China"? The one shot with old scenery? Is it the same name?

In Hua Xiasheng's expectant eyes, a small number of people in the class raised their hands.

Liu Yinxiu: ? ? ? ?

Is this drama so popular now?

Hua Xiasheng was a little disappointed, "The number is less than I thought." The old man shook his head, and he was quite disappointed: "You are all students of the history department, how can you not even watch this drama? In this impetuous society, there are not many historical dramas that can be calmed down and carefully studied."

"Currently, the historical data of the Republic of China are incomplete and there are many gaps. Those of us doing research can only rely on imagination and reasoning to fill in the details. This reflects the power of "Records of Literary Heroes of the Republic of China". The screenwriter is simply a genius! While strictly following historical records, At the same time, based on the existing information, the blank areas have been imagined and reasoned to the maximum extent, so as to arrange a reasonable plot. To do this, not only does the author need to have a rich knowledge reserve, but also requires keen historical sensitivity. and careful logical thinking ability.”

After speaking for such a long time, Hua Xiasheng was out of breath. He rested for a while and then continued: "I think that studying this TV series carefully can provide us with more new ideas and inspiration for studying the history of the Republic of China."

Liu Yinxiu in the audience was completely stunned.

Could he be dreaming?

Otherwise, why would you have heard Professor Hua blowing the rainbow fart from "Chronicles of Literary Heroes of the Republic of China" on stage? Isn't "Chronicles of Literary Heroes of the Republic of China" a co-production of old-time scenery and people? So rounding off, it means that Professor Hua Xiasheng is praising the scenery of the old days?

The classmates in the audience also whispered and talked about Hua Xiasheng's words.

Behind him, his high school classmate nodded fiercely and said excitedly: "Yes, that's it. As expected of Professor Hua, he said everything I wanted to say!"

Liu Yinxiu turned her head stiffly, "Are you also reading "Chronicles of Literary Heroes of the Republic of China"?"

The classmate gave him a strange look, "Of course, this drama is on the Xingbo hot search every day, so it would be strange if you haven't seen it, okay?"

Liu Yinxiu:......

"It's useless to talk more. I still want you to see it with your own eyes. This time, I will show you the eighteenth episode updated last week. It may be difficult for students who have not followed the show. You can search for the previous plot synopses online. ”

"The next two classes will be held consecutively and will not end. Students who want to go to the toilet should go now."

Plot summary?

Liu Yinxiu: Damn it, I’ve always been in a dark place in the old days. It would be a shame to sit here and be forced to watch the TV series he made. Now you still want me to search for the plot synopsis? No way!

He angrily sat in the front row with his arms folded, his neck suffocating, and refused to turn on the optical brain. If it wasn't for the roll call after class, he would have escaped while going to the toilet.

Ten minutes later, the video finally started playing on the big screen.

【……

The elderly Zhou Dezhang trembled and walked out of the house. There were gongs and drums outside the door and the sound of firecrackers. Everyone was shouting, shouting, crying and laughing excitedly. The crazy crowd danced their bodies vigorously and went crazy. Yes, everyone is crazy.

A newspaper passed over the excited crowd and landed at Zhou Dezhang's feet. He bent down to pick it up and unfolded it. A line of large characters was clearly visible: "Accepting the Potsdam Declaration, Japan declares its unconditional surrender."

He carefully folded the newspaper and put it in his pocket, an unreal look of confusion on his face.

He has dreamed of this scene countless times in his dreams. He dreamed that they had won, and those who had died came back to life. They were laughing and making noise together on the street, as if all the pain and sacrifice had never happened, and they would have a bright future.

Now, is this a dream?

Have they really won?

Starting in 1931, it lasted 14 years, tens of millions of compatriots died, and most of China fell. Now, have they finally won?

What about those who died? They... will never see this again.

Thinking of this, Zhou Dezhang burst into tears.

In the middle of the joyful crowd, a white-haired old man cried so hard that he could hardly stand up straight.

…

…………

Zhou Dezhang finally stood in front of the boy's grave again.

He gently brushed the dust off the tombstone and murmured: "Old friend, I'm here to see you."

"Should I call you kid now?"

"I am here this time to tell you that we have won, we have defeated the Japanese, and our great country, China, can finally stand up."

He smiled, but tears flowed from his eyes.

"Come, have a drink with me. When you were weak, I never drank with you. Today is a good day, so I'll make an exception. We won't get back together until we get drunk."

Zhou Dezhang drank wine and recounted his experiences and emotions over the years to the boy who was always 17 years old.

Finally, the drunken old man lay in front of the boy's grave and said inarticulately:

"I am also old now, over 60 years old, and I don't have a few more years to live. So next, I have to exercise well and try to live a few more years."

"The peaceful and prosperous age that you couldn't see, I will see it for you."

…

………

The birds were shocked and murderous. There was no joy of victory on the faces of the soldiers, only a look of solemnity.

The two political groups are engaged in intense war preparations and mobilization.

The narration sounded: "At this time, Zhou Dezhang didn't know that peace had not yet arrived.

Next, the two political groups will collide fiercely, and the two armies wearing different military uniforms will use their blood and lives to interpret their ideals and beliefs.

On the devastated land of China, another war is brewing, but this time the enemy is a compatriot.

There are still four years until the founding of New China and the independence and freedom of the people. ”]

The scene fades away, the eighteenth episode of "Chronicles of Literary Heroes of the Republic of China" is over.

Liu Yinxiu stared blankly at the dimmed big screen. She didn't know why her heart seemed to be soaked in sour water, sour and astringent.

This was his first time watching "Chronicles of Literary Heroes of the Republic of China", and he didn't know the previous plot at all, but after watching this episode, he felt very uncomfortable and saw what Zhou Dezhang said when he was drunk in front of the grave. , he couldn't help but his eyes got hot.

The classroom was already filled with crying.

The high school classmate sitting behind him, a tall and thick old man, was crying with snot and tears, and said with sobs: "Damn, watch it again, it's still, it's still so touching, I, my tears , burp, tears are not worth anything.”

Liu Yinxiu rubbed her eyes and lowered her head, expressing that she was disappointed with herself.

Damn it, when did I shed tears so lightly!

Hua Xiasheng stood on the stage, looking at the faces with different expressions, and asked slowly: "Does any classmate know why I played this episode to you alone?"

Countless students shook their heads.

Hua Xiasheng's eyes were long, and he once again remembered his excitement and excitement when he saw this TV series for the first time a few days ago.

"Because this episode is about a turning point, the end of one era, and the beginning of another era."

"After expelling foreign enemies, the new enemy our party and army face is another huge political party. They are compatriots but have different beliefs. The two must fight."

"The victory of the Anti-Japanese War actually opened the prelude to another war."

"As for the course of the following war, it is impossible to test because it is so old and the history books are incomplete. We only know that on October 1, 1949, our country was established on the ruins, but in the four years from 1945 to 1949, I don’t know what exactly happened, and no one in China knows.”

"So, I'm looking forward to what the director will do next."

Hua Xiasheng said sincerely: "No matter how the plot develops next, it is a reasonable exploration of the blank history by the director and screenwriter. It is very enlightening for our generation of historians, so I suggest you take a look."

He looked at the time and said, "There's still some time before get out of class ends, so I'll say a few more words. I hope the students won't find me verbose."

The old man's eyes are clear and bright, as if the years have not infected his soul. He is still as clear as a young man, "In my opinion, history is a very interesting subject. It carries human civilization and records all the glory of human beings. And all the darkness and madness. A nation without history is a nation without roots, a nation without a past. We study history just to find out where we come from and why we are who we are. And what kind of future do we want?”

"Three hundred years of darkness have dealt a devastating blow to our human history, and we humans have also lost most of our history. This is a disaster for mankind and a disaster for the discipline of history.

Nowadays, fewer and fewer students are willing to devote themselves to studying history, and history has completely become an unpopular subject that no one cares about. "

"So, I am very happy that a TV series like "Republic of China Literary Chronicles" exists. This TV series plays a very good role in popularizing history and can also make more viewers interested in the subject of history."

"I hope that one day, more and more young people will think that history is an interesting and great subject. Studying history will not make you rich, but it will allow you to always maintain a critical mind and use a comprehensive perspective Looking at things can help you become an independent, sober and tolerant free person.”

The old man's eyes were long and tranquil, like a long river and like the boundless sky. He stood on the podium, so thin and yet so powerful. This power does not come from the body, but from the soul.

Liu Yinxiu's heartbeat was beating like a drum, her scalp was numb, and her body was covered with goosebumps.

Suddenly, he remembered what his roommate complained about: "Our history major is useless, there are too many nonsense."

No, that's not the case.

History is a great and magnificent major.

Now he only had a glimpse of it, and he was... longing for it.

The author has something to say:

Liu Yinxiu: It smells really good.

The cannon fodder that I used to slap in the face is now turned into a comedian by me.