From Chief to Ball

In the study room, Sun Zhan was buried in writing something, surrounded by a lot of books, and beside it was a pot of orchids.

Seeing the pot of orchids, Chen Jian smiled unconsciously.

After seeing the ceremony, Chen Jian first gave some New Year's gifts, none of which were valuable, but they were very much in line with Sun Zhan's wishes.

Sun Zhan noticed that Chen Jian was holding a stack of papers full of words, and asked with a smile: "This is what you wrote? Show me."

Chen Jian hurriedly handed it up with both hands, and said with a smile: "Compared to the reality, I am too young, so I have to write some things with pen and ink to stretch my mind. It's just that I have little knowledge, young age, little knowledge, and young people are impulsive. Last time I said some outrageous things at the banquet, I beg Mr. Yi still not to take offense. After thinking about it these days, I realized that I was so naive at that time."

Sun Zhan waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are not impulsive but your blood is as cold as mud. Is that called a young man? When I was young, I also did such a thing. It's nothing. You know it's wrong, just change it. "

While talking, he touched his own glasses. Chen Jian hurriedly handed them over. After a closer look, he found that there were not many bubbles in the glasses, which were much more expensive than the ones he usually saw.

Handing it over with both hands, Chen Jian said flatteringly again: "Mr. Yi still's eyes are not good. I have heard a suggestion that sheep liver improves eyesight. Mr. Yi still can try it. Fish liver is also the best. If your father When I encounter sea sharks when I go out to sea, I will definitely ask him to stay with Mr. Yi still."

"I read a lot, and my eyesight has been bad for a long time. I have heard of the method of sheep liver, but I don't like to eat these internal organs. This is the first time I have heard of fish liver."

He didn't read those words immediately, but glanced at Chen Jian, and said, "If you really want to learn to write dramas, I can recommend some people to you. Speaking of which, you are still young, with mixed knowledge, and some ideas are whimsical." , you still have this talent. You are very smart, but very impulsive, and although you read a lot, you are disorganized. "

"Mr. Yi still taught that."

"An ancient gentleman, during Ji Xia's rule, did anyone love money?"

"Probably not."

"Have you heard about the Lei Zhengxing incident that was widely circulated a few days ago?"

"Slightly heard."

"Hey... this is the gentleman in my heart. If everyone in the world is like this, how can there be any more disputes? If there is one person who is such a gentleman and has the talent for ordering the world, if he is a king, he has unlimited rights and sees every detail. It is the prosperity in my heart."

Chen Jian nodded repeatedly, but he was slandering in his heart.He said in his heart that this was castration at best, and if the real Lei Zhengxing knew that the workhouse was like this, he would definitely not have donated money or smashed it and raised his arms and turned the world upside down.Like Paul, when the road is being built in the snow, it is because he is the master of the country. When it is not, it is just like raising his fist, raising his gun, and going on strike to resist. It is a proper old-fashioned morality. bad elements.

Chen Jianxin said, the Lei Zhengxing you feel now is just a martial arts training at best - the genuine one is as warm as spring to people, and there is another sentence in the back, castrated half, everyone really likes it.

Besides, if you know that I donated the money to get more people’s money, you will definitely die of myocardial infarction, ignorance is bliss.

He didn't say anything, but just kept saying what Sun Zhan liked, and plagiarized a few words and sentences from the sage's rule of the world, which made Sun Zhan nod again and again.

In fact, Sun Zhan attached great importance to Chen Jian, and those words back then were not just casual politeness.That passionate battle essay made Sun Zhan think of when he was young. Even though he didn’t agree in his heart at this time, he could still feel the fire-like passion after savoring it carefully, and even copied it himself. down.

The next few visits by Chen Jian also pretended to be arguing from the beginning, deliberately showing the fanaticism of some young people, and said some passionate remarks that could easily be refuted.On the one hand, Sun Zhan felt that Chen Jian could still be saved, and even though he didn't know much about many things, he occasionally made deafening words; In the past six months, in Sun Zhan's eyes, Chen Jian has gradually changed from a passionate young man to a person with similar political coordinates.

He's a playwright, but he's also a partygoer and has some political aspirations.What many people said was not as short and powerful as the young man in front of him who didn't know where to copy it, and it sounded very comfortable.

But that's all there is to it. Sun Zhan has already seen the level of Chen Jian's knowledge of literature and history from several conversations, and sometimes he needs to explain some allusions.

So he didn't have much hope for the script written in half a year that Chen Jian sent him to read.

Now that it has been delivered and everything that should be said has been said, I have to look through it.

Just after flipping through a few pages, Sun Zhan's hands trembled violently. He put the paper on the table, held his glasses with one hand, and lay down there to read carefully.

These pages are the monologues of the characters in the play, a common form of expression in the play, and the form itself is still within the frame, which does not surprise Sun Zhan.

What surprised Sun Zhan was the few paragraphs in it. On the three thin pages, there were actually three sentences that Sun Zhan believed could last a hundred years, and there were only a few sentences that he was really satisfied with after writing for so long and could last a hundred years. A few words.

For example, the monologue of a young heir of Hou Boguo who was depressed, confused, hesitant and entangled: "To be or not to be, this is a question: should we silently endure the merciless blow of a rough fate? Or should we fight bravely with the boundless suffering as deep as the sea the enemy, and overcome it?"

"Which of these two choices is more noble? Death is sleep, it's nothing more than that!"

"If a single sleep can end the suffering of the soul and all the troubles of the body, then this ending is to be expected!"

"Die, go to sleep..."

"But there may be dreams in sleep, ah, here's the hindrance: what dreams shall come in the sleep of death when we are free from this sack of dying?"

"It makes us hesitate, and makes us willingly endure long-term disasters, otherwise, who would tolerate all kinds of torture in the world?"

"Such as the government of a tyrant, the pride of the arrogant, the pain of falling out of love, the arrogance of laws and regulations, the insult of corrupt officials, or the humiliation of mediocre people, if he can simply deal with it, who would be willing to be an ox or a horse? Tired of hard work all your life, silently enduring its sufferings, and not flying far away, floating in the ambiguous realm?"

"Isn't it because of the fear of what will happen behind him that makes him hesitate? This is a country that no one knows, and people who have never returned since ancient times..."

Chapter 19 Plagiarism is only a one-shot deal

After reading this, Sun Zhan was deeply shocked, and unconsciously read aloud.

In the beginning, it was just chant softly, but in the end it turned into shouting and madness.

Words themselves have no magical power, but when combined with the shadow of people's hearts, they will have the power to immerse people in it.

Sun Zhan feels that these words are the reflection of his heart during the period from youth to maturity. Perhaps this sentence itself has different meanings in the eyes of others, but in Sun Zhan’s view, it is himself: hesitation, entanglement, confusion , Fear, empty blood but don't know where to sprinkle it, fear of the boundless darkness after death.

He lived a good life since he was a child, growing up in an ivory tower. At that time, he believed that everything in the world was true, good and beautiful.But after stepping into reality, the huge contrast made it difficult for him to endure such suffering. He had no pursuit of his own, only the pain of being pushed forward by reality.

He has experienced the best era of this ethnic group, experienced true unification, leaving only Qi country hanging overseas, thinking that everything will be as it is in the book, and the people of Huaxia have been as close as brothers since then, and there will be no more disputes.

But as he grew up, he saw all kinds of injustice, the world controlled by money, the shamelessness of businessmen and capital, which was completely different from the education he had received since he was a child, and a momentary mental breakdown and disillusionment enveloped him from the age of 16 to 25. ten years.

He has experienced the most desperate era of this group. The ships that went out to sea several times to find the outside world never came back. In the end, the group only had to fight among themselves.

He has experienced the most tragic era of this group. The progress of technology has not made great strides. It is no longer like decades or even hundreds of years ago. Technology can become a kind of glory and trend, because it is too difficult to move forward now. It is too difficult to leave a name in the Xianren Temple.

Knowledge makes people think, and after thinking, they feel terrible.

That kind of helplessness under the staggered era once caused Sun Zhan to feel the great pain that he didn't know how to die.

Until he joined a small group, thinking that only an infinite concentration of power can stop money and capital from swallowing everything with a huge mouth, and thinking that only by putting these dirty coins in a cage and letting the best and kindest people manage it all Prevent the destruction of the entire race...even the destruction of the entire human race, because for Sun Zhan, human beings are the race he knows.

Now even though the pain and confusion have passed, that memory has never disappeared, it is just buried deep in my heart.

Therefore, when reading this paragraph of text at this moment, Sun Zhan recalled his confusion, depression, hesitation and self-doubt in those years, as if he had traveled through time and space when he was young and came to this thin paper. Using the bitterness in my heart to turn into ink pictures to draw such words, it reflects my young face and what I wanted to say but never said.

It’s just such a short monologue, combined with Sun Zhan’s decades of mental journey from childishness to maturity, it seems that the character on the paper came to life, as if he saw his own shadow, and was instantly attracted. Can't help but be overwhelmed.

Sun Zhan completely forgot about the existence of Chen Jian, resisted the surge in his heart, and continued to read. Occasionally, a strange thought flashed in his mind: "Who wrote this? It's so ugly, it doesn't look like mine. ..."

But this idea of ​​the real world, which is about to wake up and recognize, was quickly moved by the sentences in it that can be recalled for a long time.

For example, the heroine was used by the hero, but she fell in love without knowing it, and the painful monologue when she felt alienated from the hero in love.

"Love is nothing but a thing outside the body to a man, but it is the whole life to a woman. A man can devote himself to the barracks, ships, and market, with swords and robes, wealth and glory alternate; Who can occupy his heart forever?"

"There are many ways for men, but there is only one for women: love and love again, and then get hurt. I only have the remaining years of my life, and I will bury my sorrow deep in my heart. But I would rather endure all this than abandon my life." Still boiling with passion..."

Another example is a short monologue when just a supporting role wants to show justice but is unwilling to change everything that already exists.

"Most people die at the age of thirty, because after that age they are mere shadows of themselves, and the rest of their lives are spent imitating themselves. Day after day, more mechanically, more ostentatiously repeating what they did What you did, what you thought, what you loved and hated in your lifetime..."