Literary Heroes of the Republic of China
Chapter 118 "After Years" Suspended
These days, when buying books, some people like to buy two books at a time, one for reading and one for collection.
After all, buying books is also saving money for the family, and there are many books at home, which is something worth showing off.
But such people are in the minority.Many people are cash-strapped, and even if they want to buy books, they can’t afford them. They usually borrow books to read, and when they see the content they really like, they copy it down.
For example, the girls in Mu Changyu's class love to borrow books from Mu Changyu and copy them.
After all, Mu Changyu has many books and is generous.
Because of this, although there are many people who read Hope Monthly, the sales volume will not be particularly high.
I hope that so many monthly newspapers will be printed suddenly this time, so that they won't fail to sell!
The bookstore owner is quite worried, but not for his own bookstore. After all, if he can’t sell it, he can take it back. He is worried about the people who want the monthly newspaper—if they can’t sell them, they will lose money!
Wait... The Hope Monthly seems to have been bought by Huo Ershao... Huo Ershao is not short of money, why is he worried?
Thinking so, the bookstore owner picked up a Hope Monthly and read it.
He runs a bookstore, not only knows what books are published in the market, but also knows the prices of various rare books, but he doesn't like to read most of the books.
He is a businessman covered in money, he doesn't look at too elegant things, he just likes to read some interesting stories.
Recently, Lou Yuyu and Tianxing's books are his favorite to read. In comparison, Tianxing's books are more interesting.
The bookstore owner opened the book and flipped through the table of contents, and found the text of "I'm in a Hundred Years Later".
After the protagonist Zhang Xing saw the earthquake scene in modern times, he went back to ancient times.
He lived in ancient times for a month as before, and then came to modern times again.
Here, a new day has just arrived, and everyone is still discussing the earthquake, and their hospital organized donations from doctors and nurses.
Zhang Xing spent the whole day sitting in front of the TV watching the news. He saw people from all over the country helping the disaster area, and he also saw what it was like all over the country—the news channel he watched, while reporting the situation in the disaster area, also Some other news was reported.
He couldn't understand some of these news, but he also understood some of them and was shocked.
College student village official.
The driver who caused the accident was found by ubiquitous surveillance.
If there is no rain for a long time in a certain place, artificial rainfall is used.
The spaceship took people to the moon.
……
A college student going to be a village official?
In this world, there are cameras everywhere on the roads outside!so safe?
How does artificial rainfall produce rain?Driving a plane to sprinkle water in the sky?
And the moon!People at this time can actually go to the moon!
……
After coming here a few days ago, Zhang Xing, who had never watched TV carefully, was stunned.
He suddenly wanted to go outside and have a look.
Zhang Xing thought for a while, then found the doctor who was taking care of him, and told him that he was not mentally ill, and that he had already remembered where his home was, and wanted to leave.
The doctor did various tests on him, and after confirming that his mental state was stable, he didn't let him leave, but asked him to tell his family's number, intending to contact him.
But Zhang Xing couldn't tell. Fortunately, he made up a life experience for himself from the beginning, saying that he was alone in this world without family and lonely, so he had hysteria before.
Hearing what Zhang Xing said, the doctor advised him to think about everything.He had seen Zhang Xing's calligraphy and the clothes he wore when he came here, and felt that although Zhang Xing lost his family, his living conditions should be good and he didn't need help from others, so he agreed to let Zhang Xing be discharged from the hospital the next day.
This night, Zhang Xing went back to a hundred years ago, and in the next month, he met some of his friends. At the same time, he also wrote down his experience: "The mystery of my experience is amazing, so I wrote the composition , left to posterity."
He had been looking forward to it for a month, and finally came to the modern age again.
Early in the morning, he changed his hospital gown, put on a white T-shirt and a pair of beach pants that men like to wear, and then left the mental hospital with the robe he wore when he first arrived. hospital.
Uncle Zhang Xing, who always thought that wearing clothes with arms and legs exposed was too unseemly, now feels that the clothes are really cool and comfortable!
Leaving the gate of the mental hospital, Zhang Xing was a little dazed and worried, but more, he was looking forward to it.
Although he has nothing in this world, he is not afraid.
After all, you can call the police if you need something.
He walked and walked, and saw many people and things along the way. At noon this day, he came to the bustling city center.
There are all kinds of shops here, and people don’t pay for things they buy—they all wear a watch with a code on it, and people can scan it with a machine, and the money will be paid.
Of course, the money in his hand can also be spent. He bought food with the money given to him by the doctor in the mental hospital.
In the afternoon, he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy wearing tattered trousers, playing the piano on the side of the street, and begging for people with his hat.
He went up and asked the boy, who had arms and legs, why he didn't go to work and wanted to beg here.
The boy looked at Zhang Xing speechlessly: "Uncle, I'm chasing my dream!"
Chasing a dream?Zhang Xing was stunned.
"And I'm still studying, okay! How can I go to work at my age, who would hire child labor!" The boy said again: "Today is the weekend, so I have time to be a wandering entertainer!"
It turned out that his dream was to become a wandering entertainer, and ripped trousers were fashionable...
It turned out that such a boy who was as tall as him was not allowed to work, he was a child laborer...
Zhang Xing was dumbfounded.
The owner of the bookstore saw this, but chuckled, laughed, and cried again.
He once had a son who was also fifteen or sixteen years old at the time. This child always felt that he was the biggest, and he still had a lot of ideas, and he liked to sneak out to watch theaters.
Finally...the child died.
He didn't even know who killed the child.
It would be great if my own son could also live in that age and live so recklessly.
The bookstore owner wiped away his tears, then looked down.
The boy bought deep-fried chicken for Zhang Xing, complaining that his parents usually didn't give him such junk food.
Such a delicious thing turned out to be junk food?
The outside world is completely different from a mental hospital.
The kid went home, but Zhang Xing was still wandering the streets. He followed the example of that boy, using the pens and ink he bought from the stationery store to make money by doing art on the side of the road, and then bought junk food to eat.
It was getting dark before you knew it, and the number of people on the road increased instead of decreasing. Many men and women were strolling along the street holding hands.
The women here are very happy, some of them are wearing lipstick and some are not, but they are all confident, and you can tell that they are doing well.
The children here are very pampered, the young ones are hugged and held by their parents, and the older ones go shopping in groups.
He even followed the flow of people and entered a very large, very large store, which sold everything from vegetables and fruits to various snacks, from oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to various toys, from pots and pans to clothes and bedding... …
Throughout the night, the city was brightly lit, and he couldn't bear to sleep.
The next morning, in the east, the fiery red sun was rising.
Zhang Xing thought, this is their future.
The story ends here, but the bookstore owner is still full of satisfaction, and at the same time, his heart is sour.
This is their future.
Fortunately, why don't you write more?
The bookstore owner couldn't help complaining in his heart, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a small announcement at the end of the story.
The serialization of the book "I'm in a Hundred Years Later" has to be suspended!
This story is being written to a good point, and he still wants to follow Zhang Xing to see other things!Why is it gone? !
The bookstore owner was very depressed, and was about to throw the book away, when he suddenly noticed that the story behind it was also written by Tianxing.
Fortunately...it turns out that I wrote a new book!
"Fortunately, I don't care about old books when I write new books!" the bookstore owner muttered, and continued to look.
And when he saw this...
When the guy came to the bookstore the next day, he suddenly found that the boss was already in the store, yawning.
"Boss, why are you here so early?"
The boss said: "I didn't come early, I didn't leave at all!"
"Boss, why didn't you leave?" The man was puzzled.
"I'm afraid I'll meet sick people on the road..." the boss said.
"A sick person?" The man was even more puzzled.
The bookstore owner said: "In this world, there are really too many messy diseases, you must pay attention..."
Dude is confused.
The bookstore owner yawned again.
He opened his mouth wide, and subconsciously wanted to cover his mouth with his hands, but suddenly felt that his hands were dirty, and immediately called the buddy to boil water for him—he wanted to wash his hands.
Guy: Boss, what's the matter?
The boss was fine, he was just frightened by "Contagion", but at the same time, he realized that this issue of the Hope Monthly Newsletter must not be worried about not selling, after all, it is so good-looking!
And just as he was thinking about it, someone came and said, "Boss, I want to buy the Hope Monthly."
Early this morning, many people read the Hope Monthly.
"I'm in a Hundred Years Later" stopped like this. Everyone found it difficult to accept, but it was not surprising.
"For the book "I'm in a Hundred Years Later", Tianxing wants to give us a good hope. Now that we have written everything that can be written, it is not bad to stop at this time."
"I hope our country can really become this good."
"I've always hoped that the protagonist, Zhang Xing, could take a look at the history... But this is actually normal, and the history has to wait for us to write."
"Zhang Xing saw the rising sun, and we should not give up hope!"
……
The suspension of "I'm in a Hundred Years Later" has caused a lot of discussion, but the most discussed one is "Contagion".
This novel is also written a hundred years later, and the description of many things in it is the same as that in "I am a hundred years later", but this book is completely different from "I am a hundred years later".
People who just read the story think it’s a good story, and they are anxious to read the following content while being scared, but there are also many people who see something else...
I hope that the monthly magazine will be released. Many people who have subscribed do not want to go out after reading it, or simply take the monthly magazine and go out while reading it. However, Mu Qiong's day is not much different from usual.
He went out with Zhu Wanwan and Mu Changyu early in the morning, "ran into" Fu Yun'an, and then went to the editorial department of Education Monthly.
When he arrived, he took out the pen and paper again and began to write "Wandering Notes".
And when he wrote at around nine o'clock, Sheng Chaohui came holding a stack of newspapers and magazines.
Sheng Chaohui subscribed to many newspapers and magazines, and Mu Qiong also subscribed, and they were all sent to Ping An Middle School. Now he goes there every morning before going to work, and takes the newspapers and magazines subscribed by the two of them to the editorial department of Education Monthly—— Just a few days ago, he finally found someone to replace him and resigned from Ping An Middle School.
"Mu Qiong, the new Hope Monthly is out, have you read it?" Sheng Chaohui asked.
"Not yet." Mu Qiong said: "The Hope Monthly I ordered is still in your hand." He came to the editorial office very early, and many newspapers and magazines had not been delivered yet, so he didn't go to get them Yes, wait for Sheng Chaohui to bring it together.
"Here you are." Sheng Chaohui took out Mu Qiong's copy and gave it to him, and said, "Let's take a look at the Hope Monthly. I heard it's very good-looking, and the whole book is written by Tianxing!"
"What else?" Mu Qiong was a little surprised.
"That's right!" Sheng Chaohui said, "This Tianxing is really amazing! Not only did he prop up a magazine by himself, but he also wrote an issue of the magazine by himself!"
"It's really amazing." Mu Qiong laughed, he was still very happy to be praised by others.
As for the Monthly Hope...
Mu Qiong opened the Hope Monthly, looked at it as a whole, and then had to sigh, Huo Sanshao was really too decisive.
The manuscript he just gave out, Huo Sanshao actually had someone publish it directly, which is really courageous.
You know, there are very many officials and literati who are pro-Japanese today.
Why are European and American countries willing not to pay Gengzi indemnities, but to use this money to train Gengzi foreign students?Why are they willing to send missionaries to China to build schools?
Isn't it just to cultivate intellectuals who are close to them, so that they can seek benefits in China?
In the past few years, most of the domestic intellectuals went to Japan to study, and among these people, it was inevitable that some of them were close to Japan.
Of course, not everyone is close to Japan.There have always been people who think that Japan is dangerous. At this time, a future boss has predicted that within 20 years, there will be a war between China and Japan.
Publishing "Contagion" would offend Japan, but Mu Qiong didn't think it was a bad thing.
He believed that the people of his country would be able to drive away the invaders and win the final victory.
At that time, Huo Ershao and Huo Sanshao might still be anti-Japanese heroes.
Thinking so, Mu Qiong slowly read the novel he wrote.
It's quite interesting to look at it again, but I found a place where the sentence is not smooth, and I can't change it anymore...
"It's so well written!" Sheng Chaohui slapped the table suddenly: ""I'm in a Hundred Years Later" is so well written!"
Mu Qiong, who was almost frightened: "..."
"The following story is called "Contagion"...why is it written in Japan?" Sheng Chaohui muttered dissatisfiedly, and then continued to read.
Not long after, he slapped the table again: "This story is so well written!"
Mu Qiong: "..." Fortunately, the table Sheng Chaohui bought is of excellent quality...
"Mu Qiong, have you read it? What do you think?" Sheng Zhaohui asked Mu Qiong holding the Hope Monthly.
"I read it. This story is very well written and can inspire people a lot. We can learn some medical knowledge and epidemic prevention knowledge in it..." Mu Qiong laughed and praised himself.
After all, if he doesn't boast a few words, perhaps Sheng Zhaohui will think that he is jealous of Tianxing, and that literati look down on him...
After all, buying books is also saving money for the family, and there are many books at home, which is something worth showing off.
But such people are in the minority.Many people are cash-strapped, and even if they want to buy books, they can’t afford them. They usually borrow books to read, and when they see the content they really like, they copy it down.
For example, the girls in Mu Changyu's class love to borrow books from Mu Changyu and copy them.
After all, Mu Changyu has many books and is generous.
Because of this, although there are many people who read Hope Monthly, the sales volume will not be particularly high.
I hope that so many monthly newspapers will be printed suddenly this time, so that they won't fail to sell!
The bookstore owner is quite worried, but not for his own bookstore. After all, if he can’t sell it, he can take it back. He is worried about the people who want the monthly newspaper—if they can’t sell them, they will lose money!
Wait... The Hope Monthly seems to have been bought by Huo Ershao... Huo Ershao is not short of money, why is he worried?
Thinking so, the bookstore owner picked up a Hope Monthly and read it.
He runs a bookstore, not only knows what books are published in the market, but also knows the prices of various rare books, but he doesn't like to read most of the books.
He is a businessman covered in money, he doesn't look at too elegant things, he just likes to read some interesting stories.
Recently, Lou Yuyu and Tianxing's books are his favorite to read. In comparison, Tianxing's books are more interesting.
The bookstore owner opened the book and flipped through the table of contents, and found the text of "I'm in a Hundred Years Later".
After the protagonist Zhang Xing saw the earthquake scene in modern times, he went back to ancient times.
He lived in ancient times for a month as before, and then came to modern times again.
Here, a new day has just arrived, and everyone is still discussing the earthquake, and their hospital organized donations from doctors and nurses.
Zhang Xing spent the whole day sitting in front of the TV watching the news. He saw people from all over the country helping the disaster area, and he also saw what it was like all over the country—the news channel he watched, while reporting the situation in the disaster area, also Some other news was reported.
He couldn't understand some of these news, but he also understood some of them and was shocked.
College student village official.
The driver who caused the accident was found by ubiquitous surveillance.
If there is no rain for a long time in a certain place, artificial rainfall is used.
The spaceship took people to the moon.
……
A college student going to be a village official?
In this world, there are cameras everywhere on the roads outside!so safe?
How does artificial rainfall produce rain?Driving a plane to sprinkle water in the sky?
And the moon!People at this time can actually go to the moon!
……
After coming here a few days ago, Zhang Xing, who had never watched TV carefully, was stunned.
He suddenly wanted to go outside and have a look.
Zhang Xing thought for a while, then found the doctor who was taking care of him, and told him that he was not mentally ill, and that he had already remembered where his home was, and wanted to leave.
The doctor did various tests on him, and after confirming that his mental state was stable, he didn't let him leave, but asked him to tell his family's number, intending to contact him.
But Zhang Xing couldn't tell. Fortunately, he made up a life experience for himself from the beginning, saying that he was alone in this world without family and lonely, so he had hysteria before.
Hearing what Zhang Xing said, the doctor advised him to think about everything.He had seen Zhang Xing's calligraphy and the clothes he wore when he came here, and felt that although Zhang Xing lost his family, his living conditions should be good and he didn't need help from others, so he agreed to let Zhang Xing be discharged from the hospital the next day.
This night, Zhang Xing went back to a hundred years ago, and in the next month, he met some of his friends. At the same time, he also wrote down his experience: "The mystery of my experience is amazing, so I wrote the composition , left to posterity."
He had been looking forward to it for a month, and finally came to the modern age again.
Early in the morning, he changed his hospital gown, put on a white T-shirt and a pair of beach pants that men like to wear, and then left the mental hospital with the robe he wore when he first arrived. hospital.
Uncle Zhang Xing, who always thought that wearing clothes with arms and legs exposed was too unseemly, now feels that the clothes are really cool and comfortable!
Leaving the gate of the mental hospital, Zhang Xing was a little dazed and worried, but more, he was looking forward to it.
Although he has nothing in this world, he is not afraid.
After all, you can call the police if you need something.
He walked and walked, and saw many people and things along the way. At noon this day, he came to the bustling city center.
There are all kinds of shops here, and people don’t pay for things they buy—they all wear a watch with a code on it, and people can scan it with a machine, and the money will be paid.
Of course, the money in his hand can also be spent. He bought food with the money given to him by the doctor in the mental hospital.
In the afternoon, he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy wearing tattered trousers, playing the piano on the side of the street, and begging for people with his hat.
He went up and asked the boy, who had arms and legs, why he didn't go to work and wanted to beg here.
The boy looked at Zhang Xing speechlessly: "Uncle, I'm chasing my dream!"
Chasing a dream?Zhang Xing was stunned.
"And I'm still studying, okay! How can I go to work at my age, who would hire child labor!" The boy said again: "Today is the weekend, so I have time to be a wandering entertainer!"
It turned out that his dream was to become a wandering entertainer, and ripped trousers were fashionable...
It turned out that such a boy who was as tall as him was not allowed to work, he was a child laborer...
Zhang Xing was dumbfounded.
The owner of the bookstore saw this, but chuckled, laughed, and cried again.
He once had a son who was also fifteen or sixteen years old at the time. This child always felt that he was the biggest, and he still had a lot of ideas, and he liked to sneak out to watch theaters.
Finally...the child died.
He didn't even know who killed the child.
It would be great if my own son could also live in that age and live so recklessly.
The bookstore owner wiped away his tears, then looked down.
The boy bought deep-fried chicken for Zhang Xing, complaining that his parents usually didn't give him such junk food.
Such a delicious thing turned out to be junk food?
The outside world is completely different from a mental hospital.
The kid went home, but Zhang Xing was still wandering the streets. He followed the example of that boy, using the pens and ink he bought from the stationery store to make money by doing art on the side of the road, and then bought junk food to eat.
It was getting dark before you knew it, and the number of people on the road increased instead of decreasing. Many men and women were strolling along the street holding hands.
The women here are very happy, some of them are wearing lipstick and some are not, but they are all confident, and you can tell that they are doing well.
The children here are very pampered, the young ones are hugged and held by their parents, and the older ones go shopping in groups.
He even followed the flow of people and entered a very large, very large store, which sold everything from vegetables and fruits to various snacks, from oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to various toys, from pots and pans to clothes and bedding... …
Throughout the night, the city was brightly lit, and he couldn't bear to sleep.
The next morning, in the east, the fiery red sun was rising.
Zhang Xing thought, this is their future.
The story ends here, but the bookstore owner is still full of satisfaction, and at the same time, his heart is sour.
This is their future.
Fortunately, why don't you write more?
The bookstore owner couldn't help complaining in his heart, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a small announcement at the end of the story.
The serialization of the book "I'm in a Hundred Years Later" has to be suspended!
This story is being written to a good point, and he still wants to follow Zhang Xing to see other things!Why is it gone? !
The bookstore owner was very depressed, and was about to throw the book away, when he suddenly noticed that the story behind it was also written by Tianxing.
Fortunately...it turns out that I wrote a new book!
"Fortunately, I don't care about old books when I write new books!" the bookstore owner muttered, and continued to look.
And when he saw this...
When the guy came to the bookstore the next day, he suddenly found that the boss was already in the store, yawning.
"Boss, why are you here so early?"
The boss said: "I didn't come early, I didn't leave at all!"
"Boss, why didn't you leave?" The man was puzzled.
"I'm afraid I'll meet sick people on the road..." the boss said.
"A sick person?" The man was even more puzzled.
The bookstore owner said: "In this world, there are really too many messy diseases, you must pay attention..."
Dude is confused.
The bookstore owner yawned again.
He opened his mouth wide, and subconsciously wanted to cover his mouth with his hands, but suddenly felt that his hands were dirty, and immediately called the buddy to boil water for him—he wanted to wash his hands.
Guy: Boss, what's the matter?
The boss was fine, he was just frightened by "Contagion", but at the same time, he realized that this issue of the Hope Monthly Newsletter must not be worried about not selling, after all, it is so good-looking!
And just as he was thinking about it, someone came and said, "Boss, I want to buy the Hope Monthly."
Early this morning, many people read the Hope Monthly.
"I'm in a Hundred Years Later" stopped like this. Everyone found it difficult to accept, but it was not surprising.
"For the book "I'm in a Hundred Years Later", Tianxing wants to give us a good hope. Now that we have written everything that can be written, it is not bad to stop at this time."
"I hope our country can really become this good."
"I've always hoped that the protagonist, Zhang Xing, could take a look at the history... But this is actually normal, and the history has to wait for us to write."
"Zhang Xing saw the rising sun, and we should not give up hope!"
……
The suspension of "I'm in a Hundred Years Later" has caused a lot of discussion, but the most discussed one is "Contagion".
This novel is also written a hundred years later, and the description of many things in it is the same as that in "I am a hundred years later", but this book is completely different from "I am a hundred years later".
People who just read the story think it’s a good story, and they are anxious to read the following content while being scared, but there are also many people who see something else...
I hope that the monthly magazine will be released. Many people who have subscribed do not want to go out after reading it, or simply take the monthly magazine and go out while reading it. However, Mu Qiong's day is not much different from usual.
He went out with Zhu Wanwan and Mu Changyu early in the morning, "ran into" Fu Yun'an, and then went to the editorial department of Education Monthly.
When he arrived, he took out the pen and paper again and began to write "Wandering Notes".
And when he wrote at around nine o'clock, Sheng Chaohui came holding a stack of newspapers and magazines.
Sheng Chaohui subscribed to many newspapers and magazines, and Mu Qiong also subscribed, and they were all sent to Ping An Middle School. Now he goes there every morning before going to work, and takes the newspapers and magazines subscribed by the two of them to the editorial department of Education Monthly—— Just a few days ago, he finally found someone to replace him and resigned from Ping An Middle School.
"Mu Qiong, the new Hope Monthly is out, have you read it?" Sheng Chaohui asked.
"Not yet." Mu Qiong said: "The Hope Monthly I ordered is still in your hand." He came to the editorial office very early, and many newspapers and magazines had not been delivered yet, so he didn't go to get them Yes, wait for Sheng Chaohui to bring it together.
"Here you are." Sheng Chaohui took out Mu Qiong's copy and gave it to him, and said, "Let's take a look at the Hope Monthly. I heard it's very good-looking, and the whole book is written by Tianxing!"
"What else?" Mu Qiong was a little surprised.
"That's right!" Sheng Chaohui said, "This Tianxing is really amazing! Not only did he prop up a magazine by himself, but he also wrote an issue of the magazine by himself!"
"It's really amazing." Mu Qiong laughed, he was still very happy to be praised by others.
As for the Monthly Hope...
Mu Qiong opened the Hope Monthly, looked at it as a whole, and then had to sigh, Huo Sanshao was really too decisive.
The manuscript he just gave out, Huo Sanshao actually had someone publish it directly, which is really courageous.
You know, there are very many officials and literati who are pro-Japanese today.
Why are European and American countries willing not to pay Gengzi indemnities, but to use this money to train Gengzi foreign students?Why are they willing to send missionaries to China to build schools?
Isn't it just to cultivate intellectuals who are close to them, so that they can seek benefits in China?
In the past few years, most of the domestic intellectuals went to Japan to study, and among these people, it was inevitable that some of them were close to Japan.
Of course, not everyone is close to Japan.There have always been people who think that Japan is dangerous. At this time, a future boss has predicted that within 20 years, there will be a war between China and Japan.
Publishing "Contagion" would offend Japan, but Mu Qiong didn't think it was a bad thing.
He believed that the people of his country would be able to drive away the invaders and win the final victory.
At that time, Huo Ershao and Huo Sanshao might still be anti-Japanese heroes.
Thinking so, Mu Qiong slowly read the novel he wrote.
It's quite interesting to look at it again, but I found a place where the sentence is not smooth, and I can't change it anymore...
"It's so well written!" Sheng Chaohui slapped the table suddenly: ""I'm in a Hundred Years Later" is so well written!"
Mu Qiong, who was almost frightened: "..."
"The following story is called "Contagion"...why is it written in Japan?" Sheng Chaohui muttered dissatisfiedly, and then continued to read.
Not long after, he slapped the table again: "This story is so well written!"
Mu Qiong: "..." Fortunately, the table Sheng Chaohui bought is of excellent quality...
"Mu Qiong, have you read it? What do you think?" Sheng Zhaohui asked Mu Qiong holding the Hope Monthly.
"I read it. This story is very well written and can inspire people a lot. We can learn some medical knowledge and epidemic prevention knowledge in it..." Mu Qiong laughed and praised himself.
After all, if he doesn't boast a few words, perhaps Sheng Zhaohui will think that he is jealous of Tianxing, and that literati look down on him...
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