The Great God of Net Wen was reborn in 1927

After hanging up the phone, Xu Shaoting became a little dull and worried. He wrote "Kudo Soichiro and Li Qingwen" under Chi Wen's pen name, and commented on this novel with Zhixing's vest, except that Zhixing's short review was "New Monthly" published, the rest of the short stories and comments written by various vests are actually paid by tabloids and small magazines to publish them. If there is a caring person who wants to find out the real people behind these vests...

Or are those who want to find out the people behind the vest, the current government or the Japanese?

Can he really protect himself?

And how can we guarantee not to implicate Mrs. Zhang, Zhenzhen and my aunt?

For a while, he felt refreshed, and after the refreshment, Xu Shaoting fell into deep worry, but the matter was obviously still in the heated discussion stage, and when he read the newspaper the next day, it was already a snowy, clean world.

Looking at all the newspapers in Shanghai, from local newspapers to national ones, including various magazines, I can't find any discussion on this matter.

Although the more depressed, the more discussed, but without the newspaper as the medium of voice communication, gradually this matter will naturally lose its popularity.

Xu Shaoting woke up at home for a few days and saw that no one came to the door, so he thought that this matter was completely over.

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This was last November.

At this point in time, a small episode about this matter also happened in places that Xu Shaoting couldn't see, such as the Bureau of the Ministry of Industry.

For example, among several directors of the Bureau of Industry and Commerce from different countries, director Takahashi, who claims to be half a China hand, is also very closely following current affairs. Looking at the original controversy, whether the Penglai Pavilion alluded to the empire on which the sun never sets was Great Britain, or the flag of the rising sun reflected in Japan.

Mr. Takahashi complained to Saburo Mochizuki in private: "This must be an allusion to the United Kingdom. Their white people are arrogant all day long. It is really unacceptable. All of them have eyes on their heads."

Mochizuki Saburo said: "Maybe it is our country that is alluded to?"

Mr. Takahashi actually admired Qianfengmingyue very much: "The author who can write such a novel is naturally the one who has the same hatred as us and looks down on white people. It is a pity that he is born a Chinese. If it is our Japanese writer, he should be regarded as a guest of honor. right."

Mochizuki Saburo immediately smiled weirdly: "You are right... If there is a chance, I should visit Mr. Qianfeng Mingyue."

Mr. Takahashi said in surprise: "It is said that this author is very mysterious and famous, but except for his responsible editor, no one has ever seen him in real life. Mr. Mochizuki, do you actually know Qianfengmingyue?"

Mochizuki Saburo only smiled, and replied vaguely: "Maybe, I probably know who it is, but we need to confirm it. If it is really this person...it is really surprising."

The conversation between the two in the office is only known to each other. Outside the office, a Japanese girl in kimono rushed to the office with a stack of documents. She was wearing a pair of clogs and a thick kimono. There was a sound of tapping, and the white people passing by either cast malicious glances at her, or looked at her critically and dissatisfied.

What's more, the tall and burly Caucasian officer passed her by without any gentlemanly demeanor, and straightly knocked down the kimono girl who weighed no more than 45 kilograms. Unconsciously, he continued to walk forward without looking back.

It seemed that the thing I just bumped into wasn't even a dog, it was just a cloud of air.

Mochizuki Haruko propped her hand on the ground, scratched her skin a bit, and knelt on the ground to pick up the scattered documents. The bright red blood was stained on it, and there was a shadow in front of her. Her pale hand helped her gather the scattered documents on the ground together. .

Haruko looked up, and the height and pale and handsome face of this man impressed her deeply. It was the Chinese boy who was outside the Shanghai Hotel, who was troubled by his elder brother for some reason, and the hero who protected him very much. military officer.

Haruko said in a low voice, "Thank you, I can just come by myself, don't waste your time."

Shen Lingjun lowered his head and scanned, all were newspapers and clipped magazine pages. He was seeing Zhixing's comment on the novel "Kudo Soichiro and Li Qingwen" cut from "New Moon" magazine.

Scanning the word "brainwashing", Shen Lingjun couldn't help but want to laugh. Miss Haruko had already jumped out of this page by herself, folded it twice and stuffed it into the belt of her kimono.

Shen Lingjun asked casually: "All of this will be brought to your brother?"

Haruko said, "It's because I'm bored reading Chinese articles in my spare time."

After all, Shen Lingjun hugged the scattered newspapers back into his arms, and Shen Lingjun wanted to say something more. Miss Haruko had already bowed to him and said goodbye, just like most Japanese women, full of harmless temperament like a little white rabbit, Seemingly a little scared of him, he ran away in a panic.

Shen Lingjun kept this matter in his heart, and he has been following up the serialization of "The Way of the Great Dao". Of course, he knows the current hot spots that were triggered last week, and he also knows the relationship between Zhixing and Qianfengmingyue.

I thought in my heart: I really dare to write, obviously I am a person who does not want to cause trouble, why do I have to push things to a climax?

After much deliberation, Shen Lingjun came up with an answer. It is not known whether there is hostility towards the Japanese and whether they are carrying private goods, but presumably it should be anger at the misfortune of their motherland.

Therefore, they commented on Xu Shaoting's actions even more indifferently, which was stupid, and pushed himself to the forefront, not to mention, why should a good author of popular novels be involved in current/event/politics/politics.

What does a young man like him know about the game between countries.

But thinking of the novel he wrote, the person who chased the sun all his life...the hell is empty and the devil is in the world...

He couldn't help laughing, what is such a person afraid of?

He should be like this, and he has no fear at all, otherwise how could he write such an article.

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The timeline goes back to the present, and there is only one week left before the Chinese New Year, because this New Year is the Chinese New Year. Even though Shen Lingjun’s father and mother both sent telegrams, they hoped that their son would return to him for the Spring Festival, but here in the British, But there is no concept of Spring Festival holiday.

Shen's father ordered Shen Lingjun and Shen Baoli to spend the New Year together in Shanghai, and Shen Lingjun pretended not to read the contents of the telegram.

My mother still had some relatives who had no contact with her in Shanghai, but knowing Shen Lingjun's temperament, she simply sent a telegram to Xu Yanran, asking Miss Xu to allow her son to come to eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

By the way, let Xu Yanran know that her ex-husband, Captain Alto, was promoted to a major, and for some reason (everyone suspects that it has something to do with Miss Xu) applied to be dispatched to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, and will arrive soon.

That's why Xu Shaoting knew the reason why Xu Yanran and Shen Lingjun were relatively close. This Major Alto was somewhat related to Shen Lingjun's stepfather, so before Xu Yanran divorced this white British man, she and Shen Lingjun could be regarded as relatives.

It was only then that Xu Shaoting understood: No wonder Xu Yanran said that Shen Lingjun looked like a little angel when she was young, and she was not divorced at the time when she co-authored, because of this relationship, she had seen Shen Lingjun when she was young.

As a result, Xu Shaoting was also very curious. Mr. Shen Lingjun, who is very handsome now, had no idea what kind of cute appearance he would have fascinated thousands of women when he was a child.

Xu Yanran had no objection to the telegram sent by Shen Lingjun's mother, and she had no objection to Shen Lingjun's coming to celebrate the New Year together.

Xu Huaiqing called yesterday, but he couldn't come back this year for Chinese New Year. It just so happened that there was someone missing in the family, and it would be more lively to make up for Shen Lingjun.

But looking at Major Aalto mentioned by Shen Lingjun's mother, he only said coldly: "Who knows what you are doing in the Shanghai stock market, and all cats and dogs have something to do with me?"

When Eric, the white housekeeper, found out about this, Xu Shaoting looked at Eric and looked forward to the major's arrival.

After some further inquiries, he found out that Eric was originally the housekeeper of Major Aalto. After the couple divorced, Xu Yanran offered a higher salary, so he followed him to the Shanghai Stock Exchange and waited until he was 60 years old to return to Shanghai. Retire and return home for the elderly.

But unexpectedly, the meeting between Xu Yanran and her ex-husband Artuo in the Shanghai stock market happened because of Xu Shaoting.

The cause of the incident was that after Mrs. Zhang came home from work, since Xu Shaoting had his 17th birthday in December last year (but it was not very grand, Shaoting was busy with the manuscript, and on his birthday, he just ate a bowl of longevity noodles, blew out the candles and cut it. A piece of cake, the birthday party that Zhenzhen was thinking about couldn't be held, and Shaoting obviously couldn't invite enough people).

But after all, he is 17 years old, and his virtual age is eighteen, which is not too young for both men and women in China.

Mrs. Zhang went into Xu Yanran's room to chat with her, and mentioned her son's age: "When Zhenzhen goes to college, I will accept it when she graduates and starts a family, but Shaoting doesn't go to school, and now writing is a stable job. , I think it's time to say kiss."

Xu Yanran glanced at her, and Zhang said, "Young Court is 17 years old. It's not my feudal age to marry a wife and have children at this age."

Xu Yanran nodded: "I didn't refute you, and I also think what you said makes sense. Even if you don't start a family at this age, you should go out and enter some social occasions."

"It's also because I didn't think it through." Xu Yanran didn't know what to think of, "Not to mention anything else, there are still a few girls here that I can introduce to Shaoting."