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Not written by Cao Xueqin

Then there will be a lot of questions involved!

The students in the seats had different expressions.

Some were shocked, some were puzzled, and some scoffed.

Faced with Shen Zhi's remarks, most people still didn't believe it.

Looking at the expressions of the students, Shen Zhi was not surprised.

After all, in the last world, the first person to put forward this point of view also faced a lot of doubts.

That person was Hu Shi, the former president of Peking University.

It may be a coincidence, or it may be an arrangement of fate.

It just so happened that Shen Zhi was presenting this point of view in a class at Peking University.

In the early days of the Republic of China, Hu Shi and Yu Pingbo pointed out that the last forty chapters of "A Dream of Red Mansions" did not match the first eighty chapters in terms of artistry and ideology.And boldly guessed the person who will continue to write the last forty chapters.

It caused an uproar at the time.

What Shen Zhi did today was to inherit the practices of Hu Shi and Yu Pingbo.

Express what he knows, the point of view that has been logically confirmed in the previous world.

Let everyone in this world know the truth!

At this time, the teacher slowly raised his head and looked at Shen Zhi seriously.

She did follow what Shen Zhi said, throwing away her previous inherent cognition and redefining "Dream of Red Mansions".

But she can't.

And he couldn't accept Shen Zhi's point of view.

She can accept everything taught to her by system knowledge.

Many people say that she is rigid in thinking, which is not good.

But she disagrees.

She believes that her own inherent thoughts are the foundation of a person. If they are shaken by others at will, wouldn't they become ordinary people who follow the crowd?

How can such a person teach at Peking University?

She agrees with any student who puts forward a novel point of view?

That is impossible!

The teacher stiffened his neck and looked at Shen Zhi seriously, "There is no evidence to support it, and I can't think about this problem without thinking about it. I know that the author of "Dream of Red Mansions" is Cao Xueqin."

"If you say no, then tell me, who wrote the last forty chapters? Who can make everyone think that this famous book was written by Cao Xueqin for so many years? Except Cao

Xueqin herself, who can confuse the real with the fake? "

The students nodded.

That's the question on their minds.

It was also this problem that made them feel that Shen Zhi's point of view was wrong.

Shen Zhiwei was turning around, and seriously replied, "First of all, I don't think it's appropriate to use the word "fake for real". Maybe everyone thinks that the whole "Dream of Red Mansions" looks different in terms of text and plot in the first eighty chapters and the last forty chapters." Seems to be well connected…”

Before Shen Zhi finished speaking, the teacher shook his head, "What does it mean that the connection seems to be very good? This book was written by one person. Why do you use the word 'connection'..."

"But I feel a little bit out of place!"

Because Shen Zhi believed that "Dream of Red Mansions" was not written by one person.

So these wordings were quickly discovered by teachers and classmates.

The teacher shook his head again, "He also said that we should abandon our inherent concepts. What if you were asked to abandon the concept of '"A Dream of Red Mansions" was not just written by Cao Xueqin?" If you discard it, you will find that although the ending is still somewhat flawed, But it is a person, otherwise, who else could write it?"

Shen Zhi smiled and shook his head, "Teacher, don't worry, I haven't finished yet, I just answered your point, and next, I want to answer who wrote the last forty chapters of yours."

"Who is it?" the teacher asked subconsciously.

"I guess it's Gao Que."

Shen Zhi used the word "inference".

Although the wording is rigorous.

But the teacher was still stunned. 947

"who? "

"Gao Hu?"

"Who is Gao Hu?"

Some students looked at each other suspiciously.

Trying to find answers from other people.

But obviously, there are many people who don't know Gaojia.

There are still some students who know about Gao Que.

"Gao Hu?!"

"Why him?"

"How is that possible! He just sorted out "Dream of Red Mansions"!"

Hearing the voices of several classmates, the teacher recovered from his astonishment.

"That classmate is right. Gao Que is just the organizer of "Dream of Red Mansions". A person who has made great contributions to the arrangement, preservation and dissemination of "Dream of Red Mansions". He cannot be the author. Your inference is wrong. It's simply impossible."

"Furthermore, Cao Xueqin died in 1763. Before that, he lived in seclusion for ten years before writing "Dream of Red Mansions". Gao Hu was born in 1758, and Cao Xueqin was only five years old when he died. It’s impossible to create the same book together.”

"According to your point of view, Cao Xueqin created "Dream of Red Mansions" with a five-year-old child?"

Saying that, the teacher sneered.

Shen Zhi waved his hand and said calmly, "I didn't say they created it together."

"Then what are you talking about? We didn't create it together? Do you mean that Cao Xueqin asked Gao Que to write the last forty chapters?!"?

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"Copywriting? "

"Did ghostwriting start at that time?"

"This is one of the four great classics!"

"No way……"

Hear what the teacher says.

The students discussed in low voices.

Shen Zhi further said, "It's not counted as ghostwriting, it can only be regarded as reediting."

"Due to various unknown reasons, the original manuscripts after the [-]th chapter of "Dream of Red Mansions" were lost. As a fan of "Dream of Red Mansions", Gao Hu continued to write forty chapters!" Hearing Shen Zhi's explanation, the students were instantly dumbfounded.

"how can that be possible!"

"This is impossible!"

"There is no basis for this!"

"That's right! It can't be written by Gao Jia!"

"Do you have any proof?"

The students immediately retorted.

The teacher also frowned and looked at Shen Zhi seriously.

At this time, the teacher glanced at the door from the corner of his eye.

Outside the door, there were two old men standing, looking into the house non-stop.

Seeing the people outside the door, the teacher's eyes lit up.

"Professor Li? Professor Zhao? Why are you here?"

The two professors looked at each other and smiled.

Professor Li is a professor in the Department of History, and Professor Zhao is a professor in the Department of Literature.

When the two people appeared at the door and met at the same time, they immediately understood each other's intentions.

Professor Zhao Li smiled and pointed to Shen Zhi, "Let me listen to Shen Zhi's "Dream of Red Mansions."

The professor smiled and shook his head, "I didn't expect Xiao Shen to come up with weird opinions every time."

Shen Zhi smiled and waved to the two professors, "Welcome."

"You keep on talking, just pretend we didn't come, and we can sit down wherever we want." Professor Li waved his hand and looked around the entire classroom as he spoke.There are two seats outside the front row.

Professor Li pointed, "Old Zhao, let's just sit there."

"Okay, you can sit anywhere."

With that said, the two sat down.

After the teacher saw the two professors coming, he was inexplicably nervous.

It was like seeing the teacher's student, and that student was herself.

However, she was indeed a student of Professor Zhao.

Although I have become a teacher now, I am still a little nervous every time I face the teacher who taught me.

Especially now this kind of scene made her feel even more nervous.

For a moment the teacher seemed to have forgotten what to say, she shifted her gaze to Shen Zhi's face.

I saw that Shen Zhi was still standing there with a calm expression on his face.

It's as if anyone who came has nothing to do with him, with a calm look.

What he said just now didn't just shock the students in the ancient literature class!

The whole world of history and literature!

The teacher shook his head and regained his composure just now.

She said directly, "I still can't accept your point of view. Even if what you said is true, even if the last forty chapters of "A Dream of Red Mansions" were really written by Gao Jia, but Gao Que is the person in charge of sorting out the volumes. If you have the qualities to write "Dream of Red Mansions", it is impossible to continue to write so well."

When he said this, the ancient literature teacher reflexively glanced at the seats where the two professors were sitting.

I saw Professor Zhao and Professor Li sitting in the front row shaking their heads.

The ancient literature teacher was taken aback.

In fact, she didn't know Gao Que very well, she only knew him as a sorter.

A sorter will have a high literary quality?

Following the teacher's gaze, Shen Zhi saw the two professors shaking their heads slightly, and said, "It seems that the two professors understand that Gao Que has the qualities and conditions to continue writing "Dream of Red Mansions".

The two professors nodded again.

"Yes, although he is a sorter, he has other backgrounds." Professor Zhao said.

After all, as a professor, you must know more.

The two professors knew a lot about Gao Hu.

Shen Zhi nodded, and then said solemnly, "Gao Hu has always held the title of preserver, communicator and organizer. In fact, many people don't know it, and many people ignore it. In fact, Gao Hu's literary quality is his most important thing. Glorious."

"Whoever has a purpose, I appreciate it!"

"This sentence is the evaluation of Gao Que by the people of that era."

The two professors nodded in relief.

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhi knew so much.