The hat that was pitted [Comprehensive]

The fire pit in PortMafia is so deep? !

Yuan Qianya supported his chin that was about to fall to the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

She just wanted to ask about the local situation in Yokohama, and to investigate the difficulty of helping Dazai complete the plan in the future. She never expected to hear such a shocking thunder from Brother Dabi.

I also want to know that this kind of news will never be written into the textbooks of primary and secondary schools.Judging from Japan's customs and customs, it is estimated that it is still a secret in the eyes of some big shots, the kind that the non-ruling class should not touch.How did Dabi brother know?

Yuan Qian also sighed calmly, "Brother Dubi, you are really amazing."

Dabi replied: "It can't compare to your strange life experience. One of the two blacks, huh?"

Hara Chiya choked, "What are you talking about? One of the double blacks... Where did the rumors come from? I am an authentic flower grower, and I have absolutely never committed any violations of law and discipline, and I don't want to join any social vitality groups. "

The girl's blue eyes flickered, and she resolutely opposed her being blamed.

Dabi just smiled, looked at the pedestrians passing by in the distance and said, "What you said at the enemy alliance base back then came from the bottom of your heart."

Hara Chiya glanced at Dabi's cold expression, unexpectedly found that his expression was serious, and couldn't help curling his lips and said, "It's just a complaint. Although many of them are combined with my own social concepts, it is nonsense to most Japanese. This This kind of theoretical stuff has never been right or wrong, so it can't convince others. What's the matter, Brother Dabi, what advice do you have?"

Dabi leaned on the bench, stretched his arms, and said calmly, "There is still power behind the enemy alliance, you must already know this."

nonsense.

Hara Chiya silently rolled his eyes towards the sky.

Anyone can come to this conclusion as long as they turn their heads and look at the true face of the Clear Enemy Alliance.As soon as the enemy alliance appeared on the stage, it was very powerful. It can be called the most shining cub in the enemy class, but the leader turned out to be a big bear kid with a dead handle.As long as those in the know are not blind, they can guess that there must be a big boss at the helm behind the enemy alliance.

Dabi said: "The gentleman behind the scenes always likes to be quiet and not to move, but what you said back then was too outrageous."

Yuan Qianya was helpless: "Is this also called outrageous? This is called the basic political literacy of a keyboard warrior."

Tubi Feng frowned, expressing his disapproval.

Hara Chiya sighed: "So the brain is a good thing. I feel that I lack theoretical knowledge. Shouldn't a normal person think of going to school for further study? Why do you ask me, a half-assed person?"

Dabi turned his eyes and expressed his meaning clearly: Isn't it just a few words?

Hara Chiya is powerless: "Social science is the two major academic systems of human beings with the same reputation as natural science. What gave you the illusion that I can explain clearly in a few words? Even the little private thing I mentioned last time is self-contained. A science of the system is enough for countless people to study ideology for a lifetime. No matter who wants to understand the philosophy of Marxism, my suggestion is that he read the book for two years before talking about it.”

Dabi's eyes widened slightly: "Is that useful?"

Hara Chiya spread her hands and said irresponsibly, "I don't know, just treat it as me talking nonsense."

She thought about the traditional villain boss routines in Japanese comics, and added with some hesitation, "Maybe it's useless... Theoretically speaking, the ideals and beliefs of the behind-the-scenes are very firm?"

Dabi nodded.

Yuan Qian was even more helpless, "So how can my half-baked words shake the belief of a big boss. If he wants to understand the set of ideas we have accepted since childhood, maybe it is faster for him to go through his own mind in the water."

A blue flame flickered between Dabi's fingers, and he sneered, "You know."

Yuan Qianya nodded silently: She is not a fool, how could she not be able to react when Brother Dabi even hinted at this level of water.At this critical juncture, the place is still the PortMafia base camp, and most of the wanted people will not come in this direction.But brother Tubi came.

He must have been sent by force majeure.

Thinking of this, Yuan Qianye asked seriously, "I must answer your question? If I don't say anything, what will happen to you when you go back?"

Dubi said, "I don't know."

Haruhito also felt a headache.No matter what punishment Dabi said, they could work out a solution together, whether it was a compromise or a bluff, it could always be resolved.But don't know?What does it mean.

She rubbed her forehead and said helplessly, "I don't know... Forget it, as long as I don't think my nonsense misunderstood people, I can continue to make up." Anyway, it was not my family who was brought into the ditch.

Yuan Qianya put down his hands and asked Dabi: "Do you need to make any preparations?"

With permission, Dabijian took out the recording pen that had been working for a long time from his pocket, and put it generously on Hara Chiya's mouth, indicating that she could continue to speak.

Yuan Qian also couldn't laugh or cry: Are you doing an interview?So should I go back and change my clothes?

Dabi blinked, "Please start your speech."

This is not watching a monkey show.Yuan Qian also complained in his heart, helplessly organizing fragmentary words.

She wasn't sure whether the recording pen in Dabi's hand was a live broadcast or a recorded broadcast, and whether there was really an invisible boss secretly planning on the opposite side, so she could only think twice before speaking, at least she couldn't dig a hole for herself.

As for bringing the three views of the boss into the ditch?She didn't even dare to think about such a good thing.

Mouth escape is the protagonist's prerogative, especially the prerogative of the kingly and hot-blooded male protagonist of Jump. She is a stowaway and she can't even think about daydreaming.

Hara Chiya cleared his throat, "First of all, I would like to declare that although I come from the Department of Philosophy, I am unconstrained in my daily life, and I dare not think about what ordinary people dare to think about, but I am just a scumbag compared to all the sages. Strange. Don't smash the glass in my house if you don't come to practice after listening to it. I'm just a scumbag theoretical school."

Dabi took out a small note from his pocket, and silently handed it to Yuan Qianya, indicating that this was the problem.

Yuan Qian also glared at him: You are such a troublesome reporter, even the questions are small notes.

Unqualified, did you hear that, brother Dabi, you are unqualified!

There were three questions written on the note, and Yuan Qianya's scalp exploded when he saw it.

"Question one, the perception of today's society."

Hara Chiya rubbed his chin, "In today's society, this concept is too broad. If we want to be serious, every continent, every country, and every nation has its own social operating system, which has its own set of self-consistent logic. I have only been in the two countries of florist and Japan, and I can’t talk about the world at all. The terrain and national conditions of florist are very complicated, so I can only talk about Japan.”

Talking to a recorder is much more boring than talking to a real person. Hara-chi can’t help but lazily said, “The Japanese society gives me the impression of being lazy. A bureaucratic system has remained unchanged for 800 years, and these bureaucrats seem to be old immortals who have survived by marmots.” Monsters. Relying on the inertia of the old society, they are able to maintain it safely until today, the bureaucratic system is really hard."

Hara Chiya got carried away with sarcasm, "Nowadays society says it is a newly established government after the dawn, but it is actually a new face that has grown out of the old government. Although Japan's hero class is very annoying, it is not as good as compared with the bureaucracy. It’s nothing. The heroic group still has generation after generation throwing their heads and blood, and most of the risers are grassroots, and most of the bureaucrats are old wine in new bottles. They were called Chinese hundreds of years ago, right?”

"That is to say, the hero group has compromises and illusions about the ruling class that has existed for thousands of years, and lacks sufficient political literacy and courage. As a result, the revolution has not been carried out thoroughly. Otherwise, the new social system has already been formed, and it is still used as an official lackey?"

The words were harsh, but Dabi, who came from an extraordinary background, was not angry, but thoughtful.He asked softly, "Lazy politics?"

Yuan Qianya took out a candy and threw it into his mouth, and said vaguely, "It is written in the middle school textbooks of flower growers that productivity determines the relationship of production, and the relationship of production adapts to productivity. After continuous progress, human beings evolved, and only then did they have what they are today." There are all kinds of superpowers, and superpowers are the most advanced productive forces in the world today. Now that there are new and more advanced productive forces, human society should create new production relations to match them. Unfortunately—”

She crunched into pieces of sugar, "It's a pity that there is no movement in your society. The system that was practiced in the feudal era was completely preserved. It didn't change before the arrival of superpowers, and it didn't change in the dark age. After the birth of All Might Still unchanged. Is it useful to just form a new government and set up the great banner of the first hero? The son of an MP is still an MP, the son of a doctor is still a doctor, and the son of a lawyer is still a lawyer.

Oh, there is still a change, the son of a hero can become a hero, although the son of an enemy can also..."

Yuan Qian also has endless meanings, leaving room for reverie.

Dabi stared straight at Hara Chiya, "So you also think the inheritance system is wrong?"

Hara Chiya tilted his head and smiled, "The theory of inheritance, isn't this a copy of the theory of bloodlines? I didn't expect that the basic concept of the World War Madman would still have such a market now. Personality marriage is also a product of this concept. From this point of view, The line between heroes and enemies is actually quite blurry.”

"Tsk, it's not surprising that there are street robberies in Japanese society. After all, it's normal for local gangsters to rob in feudal society, right?"

Tubi murmured, "Productivity, relations of production, feudal society?"

He has never been exposed to the proper terminology of Marxist philosophy, and even if he can take the meaning from the text, it is always hazy to understand. In addition, Chiya Hara is half-battered in Japanese, and there are more than ten windows that need to be punctured.

Looking at the confused Dubi, Yuan Qianya stomped his feet anxiously, "Oh, Brother Tubi, didn't you receive an elite education? Let me explain to you in Chinese."

The non-mainstream handsome young man stared silently with his beautiful blue eyes——

Although Dabi has learned Chinese, he can be sure that the Chinese he understands is absolutely different from what this girl said.

It's better to force Hara Senya to speak slowly in Japanese.

Hara Chiya twitched the corners of her mouth, mumbled "useless elite education", and explained impatiently, "Productivity is the relationship between man and nature, and the relationship of production is the relationship between people. Specifically, you make up your own lessons. What I mean is, The transformation of the relationship between people in Japanese society has not caught up with the development of the relationship between people and nature, and it has become unbalanced and even out of control. Simply put, a giant with a height of 5 meters lives in a house with a height of no more than 1.2 meters of dwarf architecture.”

Dabi nodded, he understood this part, "You mean that the division of labor and laws in today's society not only fail to promote the progress of the world, but hinder social development, and sometimes even carry out organized persecution against the forces that develop society."

Hara Chiya clapped his hands, "That's right, that's it."

The author has something to say: there is another update at eleven o'clock~

A group of children who don't have enough food and clothing are easily bought by abundant supplies, and even the most rebellious older children submit to Osamu Dazai.

The sheep are all Mr. Dazai's licking dogs now.

——Except for the Central Plains.

His attitude towards Osamu Dazai remains as vigilant as ever.

"Mr. Dazai." A lamb's eyes were shining, and its phantom tail was almost visible to the naked eye and turned into a tornado.

Osamu Dazai sent him away with a smile, and turned his head to see Nakahara Nakaya's vigilant eyes.

"Hey, you guy, what a bad idea."

Osamu Dazai said with some regret, "I have worked so hard to bring supplies to everyone, why Chuya still treats me like this, so sad~"

Zhong Yuan frowned, and before he could speak, the group of qualified dazai licking dogs behind him had already started to rush forward.

"Chuya's attitude is too bad." "That's right, Mr. Dazai has worked very hard." "Chuya is always so self-willed." "If you keep doing this, I won't play with Chuya in the future." "..."

The young boy's expression became more and more unhappy during the denunciation, and his eyes slowly changed.

Osamu Dazai stopped the children with a smile and sent them to cook.

"I helped you again, Chuya. How about treating me better? At least like these kids~"

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes, acting as your watchdog like those guys?

"No, don't even think about it!"

The proud boy stood on the eaves overlooking Osamu Dazai, and solemnly declared, "I picked you up. According to the rules of sheep, you should have listened to me!"

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels who voted [Line mines]: 2 for Qi Wan; 1 for a certain bandage in Yokohama;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of Jiangnan Baixiaosheng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!