"Take a look at this news." Fang Ze casually clicked on a recent hot news item on Weibo, and then unfolded all the comments about this incident from various major Vs below for Lu Xun to read.
"What do you think?" Fang Ze looked at Lu Xun and asked.
"The comments above." Lu Xun pointed at the comments below the news after reading the news, "Can anyone publish it without going through editorial review or anything like that?"
"Yes." Fang Ze nodded and said to Lu Xun, "On the Internet, everyone can express opinions as long as they do not offend the beast."
"How are they arranged in order?" Lu Xun pointed to the first few comments and said, "Are they arranged according to the time when the comments were made?"
"No, they are ranked according to popularity. That is, if you like one of these comments, you can give him a like. The more people like it, the higher the ranking will be."
"That's it." Lu Xun said after reading all the comments, "Then I think I have nothing to say."
"Why don't you have anything to say?" Fang Ze didn't believe it. He said to Lu Xun, "Although some of these comments are good, they are still far behind your level. Just say a few words." Just say it."
"There's really nothing to say." Lu Xun firmly rejected Fang Ze's proposal.
"We spoke at that time because the public could not speak, so scholars spoke for the public. Now the public can speak. So whether what we say is good or bad, whether it is right or not, it is the words of the public themselves. We don’t need to say anything more." Lu Xun said as he reached into his pocket, but found nothing.
"Do you have any cigarettes?"
"There should be. I'll go take a look in my dad's drawer." Fang Ze went out and found the special cigarettes that Fang dad usually used to entertain guests in his dad's drawer, and handed them to Lu Xun.
"The appearance of this cigarette is quite exquisite." Lu Xun lit the cigarette, glanced at the comments casually, and then said another sentence, "If I were born in this era, I would probably be an unknown doctor in this life."
"How could it be possible?" Fang Ze disagreed with Lu Xun's statement. "A talented person will succeed wherever he goes. In this era, if you gave up medicine and followed literature, you would still be a great writer."
"I'm not a great writer now, so why should I say the same thing?" Lu Xun said very modestly, "In our era, people like me needed to speak out, so I spoke up. If you think about it carefully, do you still need Lu Xun now? ?”
"To you, I am just a dead person, so you are willing to beautify me and think that I am a warrior, because no matter who I criticize, it has nothing to do with you and will not make you hate me. But if I were still alive, you would definitely You will hate me. Because I will criticize people or things you don’t want me to criticize.”
"A dead critic is the best critic." After Lu Xun said this, he took a long puff of cigarette and looked at Fang Ze and stopped talking.
indeed.
When Lu Xun said this, Fang Ze instantly understood why Lu Xun was unwilling to say more.
Because no matter what he says, there will always be people who oppose it and there will always be people who support it.
Supporters hailed him as a saint, while opponents vilified him as a charlatan.
The reason why we often mention Lu Xun’s words criticizing current ills is because the people Lu Xun criticized have nothing to do with today’s people and will not offend anyone’s interests.
So everyone is happy to support and quote.
But if Lu Xun criticized today's people, no matter who he criticized, he would always be criticized and opposed.
Even if he has been criticizing those people who are generally recognized as bad people, as time goes by, some good people will say why this person is always trying to gain popularity.
In an era when all the people can speak out, there is indeed no need for people like Lu Xun. In other words, even people like Lu Xun will only have a small group of supporters in this era, while those who oppose him will only have a small group of supporters. There will be more.
Lu Xun was still a little unaccustomed to the Internet. After Fang Ze gave him a few books, he smoked a cigarette and sat on the balcony reading.
Fang Ze stayed alone in the bedroom, still thinking about how to explain Lu Xun's identity when Fang's father and mother came, and then Fang's father called. The master's degree was busy with a project at the institute recently, and he needed food and accommodation during this time. In the institute, I can’t go home for the time being.
Also not coming home is Fang’s mother.
Although the affairs of the institute had nothing to do with Fang's mother, if Fang's father didn't come home, Fang's mother would be bored by herself, so she simply went back to her parents' house to play, without even considering the fact that she had a son.
Early the next morning, Fang Ze was lying on the bed sleepily, fighting for his life against the quilt, when Lin Jingxuan called, urging Fang Ze to come over.
"You're so anxious." Fang Ze lazily held the phone and said, "Whether it's translating texts or playing mini-games about what Lu Xun said, it can't be completed in a short time. Why are you in such a hurry? .”
"That's right." Listening to Lin Jingxuan's voice, he seemed to be in a good mood, "I have a friend who recommended an investor to me. This investor is very optimistic about my game and will come to my studio for an on-site inspection in a few days. If you are satisfied, you will inject funds into me.
So I thought, let’s translate the text first and let the investors see it. We also have an international perspective and want to sell this game internationally. Maybe the investment we get will be even greater. a little. "
"Okay." Fang Ze sat up from the bed and said, "Wait for me to call my Uncle Zhou, and we will come over together later."
After getting up and washing his face, Fang Ze went to the bedroom to call Lu Xun, but when he opened the door, he found that no one was there at all.
The quilts and pillows on the bed were neatly stacked together, exactly the same as when Fang Ze packed them up last night.
It seems that Lu Xun didn't sleep here at all last night.
Fang Ze patted his head and went to the balcony, and then saw Lu Xun lying on a bamboo chair and reading a book.
The trash can next to the table was already filled with cigarette butts, and there were no more cigarettes left in the boxes of special cigarettes that Fang Ze had given Lu Xun.
"Uncle Zhou." Fang Ze called softly.
Lu Xun heard Fang Ze's cry and said without raising his head, "You go to bed first, don't worry about me, I will read for a while and then go to bed."
"I, I." Fang Ze was so amused by Lu Xun's words that he didn't know how to answer.
Lu Xun heard that Fang Ze's tone was wrong, so he raised his head and glanced at the sky in front of him.
"It's already dawn."
"Yes, you watched it all night." Fang Ze said to Lu Xun after turning off the lights in the bedroom.
"The light was too bright. I always thought it was still daytime." Lu Xun gently closed the book and placed it on the table.
(End of chapter)