The Great God of Net Wen was reborn in 1927

"Can you like my novels, no, or should I say..."

"I'm really happy to receive a compliment from someone like you."

"Of course it doesn't mean that other readers won't be happy when they praise you." Shaoting added, "but you say you like it, and I feel... very honored, as if I have received some kind of recognition."

The young man said these words sincerely and sincerely, and every word contained some kind of unknown respect.

Principal Ye turned his face to the side, quiet and a little shocked, and when the boy finished speaking, the two looked at each other.Because the lady on the single bed just smiled and didn't speak, Xu Shaoting touched his chin, wondering if he said something wrong, for example, he shouldn't have told Principal Ye about his other vest.

"That's great." Principal Ye suddenly smiled.

The shocked look on his face had disappeared, and now there was a kind of loving gaze of an elder looking at a younger generation.

In other words, there is some kind of deep anticipation in love.

"What's so good?" The young man's mood was hard to relax, and he managed to lift his spirits and pull out a smile.

"It's great that Huaxia has such young people." Principal Ye looked at the young man, "Everyone has something to do, and they can get paid for what they want to do. They can create value and get rewards. There is nothing a country can do to prosper than You need a lot of these young people."

"It's just writing novels to earn some royalties... "The Great Dao" is just a popular novel..." The young man shook his head, "I don't deserve such an evaluation from you."

"How could it be?" Principal Ye said.

She looked at the boy and asked, "What kind of person do you think can be evaluated like me?"

The boy pondered for a while, and then replied to the lady: "The battlefield, dedicated to the country, industrialist, saving the economy, devoted himself to education, and made more children grow up. These talents deserve your evaluation."

"But ordinary people are the majority in this world." Principal Ye stretched out his hand, and touched his head under the boy's surprised gaze.

Probably because the boy's expression made her laugh, the lady in her 40s couldn't help smiling, but she also showed a bit of ease and playfulness, vaguely resembling her youthful appearance.

"Most people can't be industrialists, educators, and soldiers who charge into battle, so don't most people deserve to love this country?" Principal Ye shook his head, "I have spent half my life in schools, businesses, and aid stations. The only feeling I have is That is, if our young people can find a career they love, and develop and create for it, or just find a job in it, this society will inevitably enter a virtuous circle of development. And It is not only in high positions that one can be called a hero, ordinary people who work hard and live are also heroes who save this country and the world."

The young man was stunned when he heard these words. To be honest, it was very similar to the chicken soup essays on the Internet in later generations. At most, it lasted longer, so it looked a little more advanced.

But in this era, such a lady who used her life to carry out the word "dedication" said it...

Even if he came from a hundred years later, what everyone pursued was petty bourgeoisie, refined selfishness, and a boy from later generations who became more indifferent to social relations...

It can't help but be unmoved.

"It's really good." Principal Ye looked at the stunned young man, and she repeated it quietly and expectantly, "Mr. Zhixing, this era needs outstanding young people like you. Only young people have their own pursuits and implement them." Only by implementing it can our country see hope.”

Listening to President Ye's words, Xu Shaoting's heart moved slightly, and he almost blurted out: I come from China a hundred years later, and everyone can go to school and have enough food, even if the United States wants to treat China a little more. Conspiracy, but also weigh whether you can afford to play this game.

But it was too unbelievable, and he didn't know how to speak. Instead, President Ye on the hospital bed changed the subject. Because he mentioned the novel, he first chatted with the boy in front of him about "The Great Dao and Immortal Journey" serialized in the newspaper in his hand.

Principal Ye said: "I only read chapter 22. Before reading Spring Breeze, I was just amazed at your thoughts and ideas. After reading "The Great Way of Immortals", I found that your novels are even more exciting. Even I was surprised what kind of author it is. Imagine, write such a cultivation/truth/world.”

"It is said that Yahweh created the world, Pangu created the world, and Nuwa created man. I think the novel you wrote under the pseudonym Qianfengmingyue is like creating a new world in words."

"Young people like Ye Yunqi write very well. His spirit of rebelling against fate is exactly what our young people need most."

Principal Ye expressed a lot of opinions when talking about novels. It seems that telling Xu Shaoting that he likes to read novels is not because he has nothing to say, but because he really likes the novel "The Great Dao".

It's just that Xu Shaoting still couldn't help being fidgety when he heard it. He was afraid that Principal Ye would ask about the following plot, and he hadn't fully thought out the new changes. When talking about the original outline plot, he was afraid that he would disappoint the other party: the latter plot is almost the same as the previous one. , It's just the old routine of slapping the face to counterattack and upgrade, it's just a new character and a new map, how dare he tell Principal Ye.

In the room where the curtains were drawn and only a bedside lamp was turned on, the young man answered in shame, and the lady suddenly said in a series of compliments: "You don't need to pay attention to most of the comments."

"What evaluation?" Xu Shaoting didn't react for a while.

After reacting, he quickly replied: "There are always good reviews. You can be unhappy because of bad reviews, but you can also be happy because of good reviews."

"Some people point out their shortcomings and hope that you can correct them, while some people just refute them for the sake of refuting them." Principal Ye said, "There are even some people who hope that you will have nothing to say because of this, so that you will never say anything again." I am willing to write these things, I see those people make such evaluations of you as a newcomer author, I am only afraid that you will not write such articles from now on.”

"No." Shao Ting replied hastily, "It doesn't mean that you won't stop writing because of this."

When he came to this era a hundred years ago, this was the only way he could think of to make money.

It is true that it will be the same a hundred years later, but at least a hundred years later, there will always be more choices for most people in that era.

"That's good." Principal Ye smiled, "They want you to keep silent, let alone fulfill their wish. Everyone should have the right to make their own voice."

In this case, Xu Shaoting admitted that he was right, but he looked at Principal Ye hesitantly, and asked his own question: "You should have been with Ms. Mary and lived a better life in England. I left Huaxia and chose to come back here at the age of 20, why is that?"

"Many people have asked me this question." Ms. Ye on the hospital bed said, "For example, Mr. Shen Lingjun, who should be standing outside at the moment, also asked me the same question."

"Although he and I have different experiences, the core problem is so similar. Why did he choose to return to China even though he could stay in the UK? Is it because of the nostalgia for his hometown in his blood?"

"If everyone is like this, there may be one less country called the United States in the world."

Principal Ye made a joke with a smile, and then continued: "It took 12 years for me to leave when I was a child, and it was [-] years between when I returned to China. I said that I have no feelings. The soil and water that raised me have long been not Huaxia. , but in my remaining memory, only the backs of my parents abandoned their daughters one by one, but took my younger brother and elder brother away."

"But you are surrounded by fair skin and eyes other than black. Everyone around you just doesn't need to talk, and you know that you don't belong there when you stand there." In the dim light, Principal Ye looked at the bewildered juvenile.

She said softly: "Later, I wanted to come here because of this, and I also thought that I would rather stay in such a country because of the sense of belonging. Later, in the blink of an eye and half my life, I realized that the answer actually lies in Mary's education for me."

"She taught me since I was a child that only by keeping my soul pure can I enter heaven after death and get the chance to face God."

"This led me to understand one thing when I was a child. The education Mary gave me made me deeply understand that we will face death one day. It is no matter who you are, whether you are great or ordinary, whether you are noble or despicable. , as long as it is life in this world, it will never escape death."

"I'm actually very scared in my heart. The more I'm afraid, the more I have to do more things, and I gradually forget when I get busy." President Ye looked at the young author in front of him.

She said solemnly and resolutely: "Everyone will die, only the spirit pursued in life will not perish."

"What are you after?" asks the too-young author.

"The body is bound to perish." In the autumn of 1927, Principal Ye on the hospital bed replied to the author, "But in the cruel times of each generation, there are still people who have never regretted their deaths, pursued their own pursuits all their lives, and still have hope. People who burn with themselves as raw materials, this spirit has never been broken."

"I am very afraid of death, so I pursue this immortal spirit."

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Ms. Mary only gave me half an hour to chat. When Shaoting was shocked by what Principal Ye said about his pursuit, before he had time to say a few more words, Ms. Mary entered the room unceremoniously and asked him to go out quite indifferently.

"It's time for Ahn'Qiraj to rest." Ms. Mary stared at the boy coldly with glazed eyes.

Xu Shaoting wanted to say something, seeing President Ye's expression, he only said a short sentence: "Principal Ye, I also tell you with certainty that this kind of spirit has never died out before, and it has never been cut off now, and there will definitely be tens of thousands of young people in the future." Let us carry on."

Then he left the room under Ms. Mary's cold eyes.

When Zhang Qiuren saw him coming out of the room, he directly asked, "What did you talk about?"

Xu Shaoting took two steps, feeling very irritable. This agitation seemed to be unreasonable. What President Ye said was really idealistic and too heavy. He should have "sinked" because of this, but there was only an inexplicable agitation in his heart. fire.

Shen Lingjun was better at observing people's eyes and expressions than Zhang Qiuren. He approached the boy and asked soothingly, "Do you want a cold soda?"

"How can there be sales here?"

"I will drive you to buy it."

Xu Shaoting glanced at Shen Lingjun: "You don't guard here anymore?"

Shen Lingjun smiled and said, "You have to have your own time."

After leaving the school for about 15 minutes, they drove to the Shanghai commercial district. The two of them sat in the western restaurant at home like big boys. Shen Lingjun ordered lemon sparkling water with ice and dessert. Looking at Principal Ye, he just refused to take advantage of Shen Lingjun together.

After drinking half a glass of soda with ice, Shen Lingjun looked at the boy in front of him: "Do you still feel bad?"

"Am I in a bad mood?" The young man asked back, and after asking himself a wry smile, "It's just... I suddenly realized that there are some things in this world, no matter how hard you try, you can't do anything."

"I'm just angry at my incompetence."

"Everyone has times when they are powerless, so our growth process is a process of constant reconciliation with ourselves." Shen Lingjun laughed.

As a result, the boy on the other side glanced at him, and boasted in a puzzled tone: "Mr. Shen, your Mandarin is actually very good."

Shen Lingjun just smiled, and then explained to the young man: "I lived with my mother a lot in the first 14 years. She, like my father, obviously dislikes Huaxia, but she speaks Chinese to me all the time. Because I live in an English environment, I forget how to speak Chinese.”

Xu Shaoting guessed: "Huaxia people can't forget their cultural heritage even when they are abroad."

Shen Lingjun replied slightly sarcastic and teasing: "My father is very reflective. He was 100% born and raised in the UK, and he has also inherited the tradition of Chinese men marrying many concubines."

Xu Shaoting: "This...is just the inferiority of men, or it should be said that the cost of male reproduction is too small, and the instinct to spread more females to offspring is engraved in the genes."

"In addition to human civilization." Shen Lingjun sneered, "The more women there are, the more symbols of status and wealth."

So the two came to a conclusion: despicable human males.

Then both were speechless, and Xu Shaoting also laughed: "It's as if we two are not human males."

"Being able to write "The Story of the Spring Breeze", I think Mr. Zhixing must be different." The pale and handsome young man on the opposite side smiled brightly.

Xu Shaoting was slightly in a daze, and then said: "After you came to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, there will be many girls chasing you, right?"

Shen Lingjun shook her head begging for mercy: "No, I work every day, and I attend Teacher Zhang's class with you, so I have no chance to meet any girls at all."

"Oh." Xu Shaoting nodded suspiciously, thinking that at your age, do you still need someone to introduce you?

But he opened his mouth and asked the question he had asked before, but this time he added an answer without authorization: "Did you choose to come to Huaxia because of your sense of belonging?"

After asking without waiting for anyone to answer, I said regretfully, "I shouldn't have asked, you don't have to answer me."

Unexpectedly, this time, the young man on the opposite side looked straight at him, and replied irrelevantly: "Do you want to listen to the conversation between me and Ms. Ye?"

"I asked Ms. Ye this question, and I told her before I asked: I grew up in the UK and never came to China. Because of my good nutrition or genetic reasons, I have never lost in height and physique to anyone of my age. White boy. Because of my excellent family background, whether it is my biological father, mother or stepfather, I have obtained the education and growth environment that 90.00% of white boys are difficult to obtain. Therefore, although there are bad voices around, but overall, I am the boy who is envied and praised among my peers."

"But every time I look in the mirror, I understand that I am different from them and white people." Shen Lingjun smiled helplessly, "Especially the Chinese students in the school are discriminated against by white students and teachers because of their skin color and appearance. I stand up Speak for them."

"My classmates and teachers who are polite on weekdays said: Ryan, why do you sympathize with these Chinese people? They have fleas on them, they can do witchcraft, they don't pay attention to hygiene, they don't have the spirit of a gentleman, and they don't respect women. You shouldn't sympathize them."

"I answered them: In fact, I am also a purebred Chinese." Shen Lingjun hesitated a bit when he said this, "The next answer will be more negative."

"What... what kind of answer?" Shao Ting still couldn't help wondering.

"My white classmates and teachers said: You are British and have never been to China. You are British."

"I can only tell them: My skin color and appearance determine, I can't watch them being disrespected by you like this."

"But you are different from them. You are handsome and tall, and you have a superior background. Look, you are no different from a white person except for your eyes, hair, and complexion."

"I don't think they would say to a white man: You are no different from a white man. But like a white man, is this a compliment?" Shen Lingjun's tone became lighter, "I understood at that time, maybe they felt that This is a compliment, but I, who was born in a superior family, tall and tall, and who has been brought up in a favorable environment, hear this sentence only as a great insult."

After these words fell, the two of them were silent for a while, trying to sort out their moods.

Such things were said by Shen Lingjun, Xu Shaoting didn't know what to say, and comforted him by saying that you are a thorough Chinese: Does Shen Lingjun recognize it?He is not a Chinese nationality anymore.

If you comfort them by saying that you don't care about their words, this comfort is too light and has no real effect.

Xu Shaoting didn't expect that he dug a hole for himself, but Shen Lingjun said again: "Later, those Chinese overseas students also said to me: Mr. Ryan, you are not Chinese, and I ask you to stop promoting the so-called kindness, you I don’t know how much ridicule this identity has brought us.”

Xu Shaoting: "It's not your fault! They..."

Is it their fault too?

But the real reason is in the country. Without a strong country as your support, anyone can laugh at you.Speaking for them as Shen Lingjun, Xu Shaoting also guessed what kind of ridicule Huaxia students would receive.

It is no different from: Ryan Shen, a Chinese who was born and raised in the UK, is tall and handsome, full of personality and charm, and may also have excellent grades, extensive knowledge and other advantages.

And the native Chinese people, with this tragic contrast, Shen Lingjun's excellence did not prove that the Chinese people can be so good, but it proved the backwardness and poverty of that ancient oriental country.

"In the conversation with Ms. Ye, she also mentioned this issue and said something like this."

Shen Lingjun recalled that the conversation had something to do with the young man in front of him. He said clearly: "Principal Ye said that she was extremely disappointed in those comments about refuting Mr. Zhixing's "Spring Breeze."

"Do those people really not understand, or are they just pretending to be confused?" Shen Lingjun sighed: "Ms. Ye said, you are not only writing about women in Huaxia, but what she sees is this Huaxia today."