"Why didn't you say this sentence? Bah, Lu Xun said it." Although Lin Jingxuan didn't know who interrupted, but when he heard someone saying that this sentence was not said by Lu Xun, he immediately retorted, "This sentence is not from Lu Xun." How come what is written in Lu Xun’s book is not what Lu Xun said?”
"Qian Xuantong said this to me back then, and I included it in the preface. Therefore, it should be said by Qian Xuantong."
"Is there such a thing?" Lin Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, and felt that what this person said made sense, so he raised his head and looked at this person.
This is a man who looks to be in his forties. He is wearing a long coat from the Republic of China period and has a beautiful mustache. His expression looks a little serious, but it is not too serious.
"Who are you?" Lin Jingxuan looked at this unknown man, subconsciously thinking that he was the kind of nerd who came to correct someone when he heard someone say something wrong.
"This is my uncle." Fang Ze quickly stood up and introduced, "He's the one I told you before, who can help you with small games. I didn't expect to meet him here."
"Oh hello hello."
While saying hello, Lin Jingxuan pulled out a chair next to him, indicating that the man could come over.
"My name is Lin Jingxuan, what do you call me?"
"Zhou Zhangshou." Lu Xun looked around before saying his name.
Lu Xun, whose original name was Zhou Zhangshou, was later renamed Zhou Shuren.
Personality: Tireless in attacking others, Gender: Male
A great writer, thinker, and revolutionary.
Famous stories include that he had bad teeth and severe dental caries, and eating too many sweets would hurt him to the point of doubting his life. However, every time he went to Wangfujing to see a dentist, he would go to Daoxiang Village and buy a bunch of biscuits before going home.
I once recorded one of my teachers with great emotion in my prose. Because when he was in school, among all the subjects, only the subject taught by this teacher failed.
When he and his wife were separated, he was lying on the grass missing his wife. He was disturbed by a pig nearby, so he had a fight with the pig.
The real Lu Xun is actually different from the Lu Xun everyone imagines. At the very least, he is not a serious person by nature, but a person who loves to laugh and is very humorous. This can be seen from his various essays.
The reason why everyone remembers Lu Xun as an extremely serious person is largely related to the need for propaganda.
After all, in that dark era, as a warrior who wielded a pen and sword to tear apart the haze, people needed to portray him as a serious person to maintain this dignity.
"This Uncle Zhou is a university teacher." Fang Ze said to Lin Jingxuan, "At the same time, he is also a fan of Lu Xun and often thinks of himself as Lu Xun, so that's why he said that sentence just now was not his. "
"That's it. I understand, I understand." Lin Jingxuan knew that literati would always have some quirks, so he did not doubt Fang Ze's words at the moment.
As a top student, Lu Xun's IQ is definitely very high. After he came to this world, he roughly guessed where he was by observing and listening to the conversation between Lin Jingxuan and Fang Ze, so he had a strong understanding of Fang Ze. Ze nodded in agreement and did not refute.
"Like Fang Ze, let me call you Uncle Zhou." Lin Jingxuan said to Lu Xun, "I am a game maker. I recently had an idea, which is to make a game. Guess which of the following words were said by Lu Xun game, so I need an expert who studies Lu Xun to help me supervise the content. After all, there are too many words of Lu Xun on the Internet now, and we don’t know which ones were said by Lu Xun and which ones were not said by Lu Xun.”
"Oh." Although Lu Xun didn't understand what Lin Jingxuan meant by words like "network" and why so many people pretended to be him, he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he focused on Fang Ze.
"I think it's too late now." Fang Ze looked at Lin Jingxuan and said, "Uncle Zhou's home is nearby. How about I go back with Uncle Zhou first and wait until tomorrow to go to your studio?"
"That's okay." Lin Jingxuan told Fang Ze the location of his studio, and after a while of chatting, Fang Ze made an excuse and took Lu Xun with him.
"Is this still the imperial capital?" Lu Xun followed Fang Ze out of the cafe and asked as he looked at the dazzling streets and buildings.
"Yes." Fang Ze replied, "But the location is probably equivalent to the suburbs of the imperial capital back then."
After asking Fang Ze what year it was now, Lu Xun added, "I had a small courtyard house in Imperial Capital back then. I wonder if it is no longer there. Can you take me to see it?"
"I guess I won't be able to go there." Fang Ze pointed to a ten-story high-rise building and said, "The small courtyard house you lived in back then, there are many more buildings like this one now."
The impact Fang Ze's words had on Lu Xun was probably the same as that of the poor fishermen in the coastal areas of Jiangsu and Zhejiang who could not afford to eat and used hairy crabs to satisfy their hunger. They learned that the hairy crabs they ate back then have now become something only the rich can eat. The white rice that I dreamed of was just the same.
The two returned to Fang Ze's home. Fang's father and mother had not come back yet. Fang Ze tidied up the room where Jiang Liu'er had lived before and let Lu Xun live there.
"This is a computer." Fang Ze explained to Lu Xun how to use a computer, and what the Internet meant and what it represented.
"I want to see what future generations will say about me." Lu Xun raised his head and said to Fang Ze.
"I guess I can't see this." Fang Ze casually typed out the word "Lu Xun" on the keyboard, and a lot of search results came out.
"Do you see anything on the screen?"
"No, it's all white."
"Then I can't see it anymore." Fang Ze knew that this was the shielding mechanism working.
Although Lu Xun was not created from literary works like Li Yunlong, the shielding mechanism also acted on him.
"Then can I see other people's? I want to see what happened to my relatives and friends after I passed away."
"This should do."
Fang Ze entered the name of Lu Xun's chess piece Xu Guangping in the search bar, and then clicked on her Baidu Encyclopedia.
Although Fang Ze didn't want Lu Xun to see Xu Guangping's life after his death, Lu Xun would still ask to see it even if he didn't import Xu Guangping first.
After Lu Xun's death, Xu Guangping's life was pretty good at first. Especially after the founding of the People's Republic of China, he was elected as a member of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference and deputy secretary-general of the Government Affairs Council. He also led a delegation to Europe, such as Neon and other countries.
"Still can't see it." Lu Xun shook his head and said, "There is nothing but white."
"That might have been blocked too." Fang Ze said this with a hint of joy.
Lu Xun may have sensed something was wrong with Fang Ze's tone when he said this, so he continued, "My relatives and friends can't see it, but some people I know can."
"I'll give it a try." Fang Ze felt that this hope might not be great. After all, when Li Yunlong came last time, he could only read the news in the past few years.
Fang Ze, who was too familiar with Lu Xun, would probably be blocked, and someone who was not too familiar with it, but involved important historical events, probably wouldn't be able to watch it.
Fang Ze thought for a while, and finally thought of someone.
Fujiwara.
When Lu Xun was studying medicine at Neon, there was a teacher who was kind to him, Fujiwara of Sendai University at that time.
After Lu Xun's death, Fujiwara was interviewed by reporters and later compiled a eulogy in memory of Zhou Shurenjun.
Lu Xun's neon friends in that era were basically neon people who were rare in neon at that time and could be called human beings.
After the war of aggression against China broke out, Fujiwara stated that China could be said to be Shi Nihong's mentor in terms of culture, and that such wars should be stopped.
As a doctor, although Fujiwara lived in poverty at the time, he hoarded a lot of medicines.
The long war at that time made the army in urgent need of medicines. If Fujiwara sold those medicines to the army, he could get a lot of money in exchange. However, Fujiwara did not do so. Instead, he refused because the people also needed these medicines.
At that time, Fujiwara's eldest son joined the army as a military doctor. Later, he contracted an illness and died on the front line. Fujiwara borrowed all the burial expenses from others, which shows that Fujiwara really had no money.
Four days before Neon announced its surrender, Fujiwara died of illness on the way to his clinic. He lived his life by practicing medicine for benevolence.
Therefore, Mr. Lu Xun is quite accurate in judging people. Among so many teachers, Mr. Fujiwara failed his class and even published a special article to talk about it and commemorate it.
Fang Ze originally thought that Lu Xun couldn't read other people's information, but he could always read Fujiwara's. Who knew at that time that Lu Xun's answer was still completely white, without even a single word.
"Then there's nothing we can do." Fang Ze said to Lu Xun, "It seems like you can't see what happened before, but it doesn't matter. We also have a lot of things that can be criticized this year. You can read it. Will you give me a few thoughts in the future?"
"Don't read it." Lu Xun waved his arm and said, "You'd better find me some literary works worth reading now and let me read them."
"No, we are not in a hurry to read books." Fang Ze knew that Lu Xun was definitely a deep book lover. The money he spent to buy books back then is equivalent to more than half a million yuan now.
However, in modern times, there are not many purely literary books to read. Fang Ze felt that Lu Xun would definitely be able to read them all within a few days of staying here, so he said to Lu Xun, "There is really no rush in reading books." , I just want to see what you think about some of the things that are happening to us today. After all, all the articles written at night are the kind of articles about crying and selling people out of poverty, so I especially want to read your kind of awakening words."
"Okay, let me take a look." Lu Xun saw that Fang Ze was a bit reluctant, so he reluctantly agreed.
ps: It is really difficult to write about Mr. Lu Xun. After all, there are a thousand Lu Xuns in the eyes of a thousand people. There is only one update today, let’s have five updates tomorrow.
(End of chapter)