Chapter 382

Thinking of President Jiang's appearance after drinking with Li Yunlong last time, Fang Ze also gave up the idea of explaining to the old alcoholic.

After all, President Jiang can still remember Fang Zedu after waking up.

"I originally thought that now China is free to fall in love, but I didn't expect to have such a saying as blind date." Lu Xun also heard the dialogue just now. When he ran away with Fang Ze, he said something ironic.

"In modern times, some things will progress faster than you think, but some things will progress slower than you think, and even some things will reverse after progress." Fang Ze said to Lu Xun, "sometimes I don't know whether it's people's inferiority or whether there is a problem in this society."

"For example?"

"There are too many problems to elaborate one by one. Just take the two simplest examples, marriage and reception." Fang Ze said, "There's no more talk about marriage. It's an old custom to start with the bride and groom. Now it's just another one to start with the bridesmaid. The nature of the beast hasn't changed, but there are more tricks. Receiving gifts is becoming more and more excessive. In the past, people who were only powerful and rich could accept a gift when they were doing business. But now, when some people are doing business, they don't care whether they are familiar with you or not, they can only have a relationship with you, more than For example, colleagues in a unit, let alone those who have worked together, even if they haven't met, will send you an invitation and let you have a gift money. "

"There are also some classmates and friends, even those who live in the same building. They haven't spoken. It's not important if they don't say hello at ordinary times. As long as they have this name, they will also send you an invitation. It doesn't matter if you don't have time to go, as long as you can get the money."

"This phenomenon is not likely to disappear even in another generation." Lu Xun said, "after all, some people like to ask for face and some people like to ask for money. This is a matter of choice for everyone. Unless legislation intervenes, we can only do it ourselves."

When Lu Xun said this, Fang Ze remembered the last words written by Lu Xun before his death.

So he said to Lu Xun, "do you want to listen to the last words you wrote before your death?"

"This is interesting." Although Lu Xun, who came to Fangze as a guest, didn't know how old he was, it was still some time before he died because of smoking too much, so he didn't consider his will or anything.

Now when I hear someone want to tell him his last words written before his death, I naturally want to listen to them curiously.

"Because I'm afraid of being blocked, I won't say the original sentence to you, just say the meaning roughly."

Fang Ze and Lu Xun took a taxi and sat in the car. Fang Ze began to say to Lu Xun, "the first is that no one can accept a penny for funeral, except old friends."

"This can be." Lu Xun nodded.

There is nothing wrong with the exception of old friends. Although feelings cannot be measured by money, most of the time, the way to express feelings is money.

"The second is to bury it and pull it down after you die. Don't procrastinate."

"If you die in midsummer, the decay of the body is a big problem, so of course, the sooner you bury it, the better." Lu Xun said this sentence with his face as usual, as if the body was not his own.

"The third is not to do anything to commemorate." Fang Ze added after saying, "although your relatives and friends did not do anything to commemorate after your death, they can't help but that you were erected as a benchmark and a flag in that era, so it's up to your family to commemorate those who don't commemorate."

"Well, they commemorate Lu Xun. My name is Zhou Zhangshou and my name is Zhou Shuren, so it has nothing to do with me." Lu Xun is very open to this point.

"Fourth, forget you as soon as possible, and then concentrate on doing your own things."

"Well." This one is nothing special, just ordinary entrustment.

"Fifth, when children grow up, they can choose any profession, except short sellers, writers or artists." After Fang Ze said this, he looked at Lu Xun curiously and asked, "what is a short-term writer."

"Most writers can be called short sellers." Lu Xun said, "because they can only say, but not do, and some writers can't even say well."

"Well, by saying so, I have a little understanding of why we should pay more attention to science than literature in the early days of the founding of the people's Republic of China."

"In fact, it's not just the early days of the founding of the people's Republic of China." Lu Xun said, "the same is true in our time. In universities, science students despise liberal arts students, foreign language students despise Chinese literature students, Chinese literature students despise philosophy students, philosophy students despise sociology students, sociology students despise education students, and no one in education students can be despised by them, only the students in their own department."

"That's a good sentence." Fang Ze listened to Lu Xun's words, quickly picked up his mobile phone and prepared to record, "I can confirm what you said again."

"I didn't say that."

"Ah, it's not you who said it." Fang Ze looked at Lu Xun and asked, "isn't that what you just said?"

"If everything that comes out of my mouth is what you call me, then I just need to recite other people's books once a day, and I can become the most talkative person in the world."

Lu Xun rarely spit out a sentence seriously. Then he opened the window, lit a cigarette and said, "this sentence was written by Qian Zhongshu in the besieged city. I just finished reading this book last night. It should be written by him after my death."

"All right." Fang Ze replied, "I also want to recall a paragraph, saying that during the war of resistance against Japan, the economic problems of the southwest United University became increasingly serious, and all colleges could only solve the problems by themselves. The engineering college built small factories, which were called engineering. The science college built experimental farmland, which was called agriculture. The law and business school accounted for the stores, which were called business. Teachers and students sought school teaching, which was for scholars. While the liberal arts college made a living by selling literature, because there were too many scholars at that time, the supply exceeded the demand, so everyone was begging for literature When sold, they are called "literary beggars"

"Hahaha, after all, it's useless. It's a scholar." Lu Xun laughed at Fang Ze's words.

The traffic jam in DIDU today was not as serious as yesterday, so the two finally arrived at Lin Jingxuan's studio in the afternoon.

Fang Ze originally thought that Lin Jingxuan's studio was in the office building, but as soon as he got off the bus, he found that Fujin was a community. He called Lin Jingxuan and asked if he was going the wrong way. Lin Jingxuan asked Fang Ze to stand at the door of the community and wait for a moment. Soon the guy came over wearing slippers.