When Aunt Thirteen heard Yang Fan's words, her eyes lit up.
Thirteenth Aunt was not interested in the welcoming banquet prepared by Yang Qianli and his group. Instead, she felt warm at the children's entertainment corner on the open-air balcony.
They really care about it.
The huge open-air balcony was filled with adults, not a single minor.
Only Guoguo is a little kid who is still in kindergarten.
According to Aunt Thirteen's observation, this rooftop is so valuable that every inch of it is worth a lot of money. It belongs to the adult world and it is impossible to set up an entertainment corner for children.
If you go to a sales office or a shopping mall, you are likely to see a children's play area. But if you go to a bar, no matter how big it is, you will not find one with a children's entertainment area anywhere in the world.
"The moonlight tonight is really beautiful." Aunt Thirteen said softly. The moonlight seen on the plane is an illusory beauty, but standing on the ground, this beauty is the beauty of the world.
Yang Fan once said under such a moonlight: Appreciate the flowers, the moon and the thirteenth day.
That is an extremely high evaluation. Huayue represents the ultimate beauty. Putting Thirteenth Aunt together means that Thirteenth Aunt's beauty is ultimate.
Praising someone indirectly has a greater impact than praising them directly.
"Nephew Yang, come here, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time." Yang Qianli was still as enthusiastic as before towards Yang Fan and was surrounded by a group of people.
Thirteenth Aunt and the Liu sisters were not very enthusiastic about this kind of socializing. After shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries, they were taken to sit down and eat, drink and chat.
Yang Fan is a performer who likes to perform on stage. He usually doesn't like crowds or socializing, but once he's on stage, he will transform into a thousand-faced actor who can change his face as needed.
To put it simply, speak human words to human beings and speak ghost words to ghosts.
Tonight, Yang Qianli and his group did not discuss politics, economics or anything like that with Yang Fan. They only talked about topics that ordinary people talk about.
"The oysters in Beihai are very famous, and those in Hailing are not bad either. Brother Yang can try a few more later."
"Grilled leeks dipped in pepper are very delicious, a must-have for men on barbecue."
"Tonight's weather is the best of this long holiday. The moon is so big, and the entire 10-mile Silver Beach is in full view. The waves below are clearly visible."
"I went to the mountain city ten years ago. Hongyadong at night looked like the abode of gods. It was so stunning. Later, I was too busy and didn't have the chance to go there again. I don't know when I will have time to visit again."
Yang Fan's table was packed with people, all of them grown men.
The relatives of the elders and several young men and women were sitting not far away, peeking at Yang Fan curiously.
I heard from the elders that this person was a man of great literary talent, the best of all time.
Some of them had read the poems and essays given by their elders, written by Yang Fan, and some had not.
However, based on their literary skills and experience, as well as the young people's unyielding spirit, they did not think that Yang Fan could be regarded as the greatest person of all time.
"Brother Yang Fan, can I ask you a question?" A girl who had just entered college was called over by her parents and introduced to Yang Fan. She couldn't wait to ask Yang Fan a question.
"You ask." Yang Fan put out the cigarette in his hand.
At an open-air moon-viewing banquet, cigarettes and alcohol are indispensable.
Thirteenth Aunt and the Liu sisters were not sitting at this table. Yang Fan smoked in a relaxed manner, without any pressure.
"My teacher said that technology is the number one weapon, and our technology is number one in the world. Our country is now rich and strong, and we don't have to be afraid of anyone or any country anymore. In this case, why do we students still have to learn some irrelevant subjects, such as ancient poetry and classical Chinese?" As soon as the girl said this, the face of a parent next to her changed suddenly.
This child is usually rebellious, and he even dares to betray his parents in such a situation!
I must have lost my mind to bring this rebellious girl here tonight.
Yang Qianli frowned. This girl was not much younger than Yang Fan.
Just a few years old, but the gap is as big as thousands of years. It's too exaggerated.
Yang Fan did not feel unhappy at all. This kind of doubt was common among young people who lacked experience.
Just like when we were young and saw it raining, snowing, and hail, many children would wonder why it didn’t rain cakes, candies, or money.
"It is precisely because technology is the most important thing that we need to learn our own culture and maintain our own national customs." Smiling, Yang Fan asked the girl: "Let me ask you a question first."
"Yeah." The girl nodded obediently, not realizing that she had let her parents down.
"What do you imagine your boyfriend proposing to you like?" Yang Fan asked.
The girl was stunned for a moment, her pretty face slightly red, and she was too embarrassed to answer.
Yang Fan said for her: "Was he wearing a suit and tie, holding a diamond ring, and kneeling on one knee?"
The girl was stunned. This boy seemed to understand her so well and could see what she was thinking.
Yang Fan added: "In your dream wedding, is it a wedding with a white wedding dress, flowers in hand, white gloves, and a dozen-layer cake?"
The girl nodded repeatedly, her eyes shining.
The people around didn't quite understand this kind of conversation. They looked at the girl and then at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan suddenly sighed and said, "Thirty or forty years ago, the weddings that girls in our country dreamed of were not like this."
None of the bigwigs around were mediocre or losers, and they reacted immediately.
They seemed to understand something.
The girl was confused. She thought, a white wedding dress, white gloves, and a cake that was almost as tall as her...wasn't that the dream of every girl
Yang Fan said with a serious expression, "Is technology the first weapon? No, I don't think so."
Amid the confusion of the girl and the young people who gathered around, Yang Fan said, "Of all the ancient civilizations on Earth, all were destroyed as history evolved, except for one."
The young people's eyes sparkled and they looked very proud.
Because they know that the only remaining ancient civilization is the civilization they live in.
The elders were also somewhat proud.
Looking at these young people, Yang Fan said: "From the look in your eyes, I know you know the answer. That's right, only our ancient civilization is left. Throughout history, our civilization has been invaded and even enslaved countless times. Even though it is riddled with holes, we have never been conquered or destroyed."
After a pause, Yang Fan asked, "Is technology still the first weapon?"
The girls and young men hesitated.
"Now, our technology is the best in the world, but our civilization is facing the crisis of disintegration and destruction," said Yang Fan.
There were more and more people at this table. Aunt Thirteen, Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian all came over curiously.
Yang Fan said expressionlessly, "How many young people are still fantasizing about their wedding day, with bright red clothes, phoenix crowns and bridal robes, and red veils? They even despise it, saying that this kind of wedding is old-fashioned and out of date. Why?"
“Why is foreign culture fashionable, while our culture is backward?”
"Because the cultural customs and national traditions of our civilization that have been passed down for thousands of years are being wantonly attacked and maliciously vilified by foreign races."