Chapter 379

"Look at this news." Fang Ze casually clicked on a recent hot news on Weibo, and then spread out the following comments on this event for Lu Xun to see.

"What do you think?" Fang Ze looked at Lu Xun and asked.

"The comments above." After reading the news, Lu Xun pointed to the comments below the news and said, "is it possible for anyone to publish without going through editorial review?"

"Yes." Fang Ze nodded and said to Lu Xun, "on the Internet, everyone can make comments as long as they don't offend the river crab beast."

"What's the order?" Lu Xun pointed to the first few comments and said, "is it arranged according to the time of comments?"

"No, it's ranked according to the popularity. That is, if you like one of these remarks, you can give him a like. The more people like it, the higher the ranking."

"Well." After reading all the comments, Lu Xun said, "then I don't think I have anything to say."

"There's nothing to say." Fang Ze was a little incredulous. He said to Lu Xun, "although a few of these comments are good, they are still thousands of miles behind your level. Just say a few."

"There's really nothing to say." Lu Xun resolutely rejected Fang Ze's proposal.

"At that time, we spoke because the public couldn't speak, so scholars spoke for the public. Now the public can speak. Then whether it's good or bad, whether it's right or not, it's what the public said, so we don't need to say more." Lu Xun said as he reached into his pocket, but felt nothing.

"Is there any smoke?"

"There should be. I'll go to my father's drawer and have a look." Fang Ze went out and found a special cigarette in Fang's father's drawer, which Fang's father usually entertains guests, and brought it to Lu Xun.

"The shape of this smoke is exquisite." Lu Xun lit a cigarette, glanced casually at the comment, and then said, "if I was born in this era, I would probably be an unknown doctor in my life."

"How could it?" Fang Ze disagreed with Lu Xun a little, "talented people will succeed everywhere. In this era, if you abandon medicine and follow literature, you are still a great writer."

"I'm not a great writer now. Why should I say the same?" Lu Xun said modestly, "in our time, people like me needed to speak, so I did. Think about it carefully, do you still need a Lu Xun?"

"For you, I'm just a dead man, so you are willing to beautify me and think I'm a soldier, because no matter who I criticize, it has nothing to do with you and won't annoy you. But if I'm still alive, you'll definitely hate me. Because I'll criticize the people or things you don't want me to criticize."

"The dead critic is the best critic." Lu Xun then took a puff of smoke and looked at Fang Ze and stopped talking.

you bet.

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 opposition and support.

Supporters hailed him as a saint, while opponents denigrated him as a notorious swindler.

The reason why we often mention Lu Xun's words of criticizing the current shortcomings is that these people criticized by Lu Xun have nothing to do with the current people and will not offend anyone's interests.

So everyone is willing to support and quote.

But if Lu Xun criticizes the present people, no matter who he criticizes, he will always be criticized and opposed.

Even if he has been criticizing those generally recognized bad people, over time, there will be good people who will also say why this person is always hot.

In an era when everyone can speak, people like Lu Xun are no longer needed. In other words, even people like Lu Xun will only have a small group of supporters in this era, and more people will oppose him.

Lu Xun was still a little unaccustomed to the Internet. After Fang Ze gave him a few books, he smoked and sat on the balcony reading alone.

Fang Ze stayed alone in the bedroom and was still thinking about how to explain Lu Xun's identity when Fang's parents came. Fang's father called. Recently, the graduate school has a project to be busy. During this period, he has to eat and live in the graduate school, so he can't go home for the time being.

Fang Ma also doesn't go home.

Although the matter of the Institute has nothing to do with Fang's mother, if Fang's father doesn't go home, Fang's mother will be bored by herself. She simply went back to her mother's house, without considering the fact that she still has a son.

The next morning, Fang Zezheng lay in bed sleepily, fighting for life and death with the quilt. Lin Jingxuan called and urged Fang Ze to go.

"So anxious." Fang Ze lazily took the phone and said, "whether it's translating the text or playing a little game about what Lu Xun said, it won't be completed in a moment and a half. Why are you in such a hurry for these hours?"

"Yes." 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. He will come to my studio for a field visit in a few days. If he is satisfied, he will inject capital into me.

So I thought, let's translate some of the text first, and then let this investor see that we also have an international vision, and we want to sell this game internationally. Maybe the investment we get will be a little bigger. "

"All right." Fang Ze sat up from the bed and said, "when I call uncle Zhou, we will come together later."

After getting up and washing his face, Fang Ze went to the bedroom to call Lu Xun, but when the door was pushed, he found that there was no one at all.

The quilts and pillows on the bed are neatly folded together, exactly the same as when Fang Ze packed them last night.

It seems that Lu Xun didn't sleep here at all last night.

Fang Zeyi patted his head and went to the balcony. Then he saw Lu Xun lying on a bamboo chair reading a book.

The trash can beside the table was full of cigarette butts. Fang Ze gave Lu Xun several boxes of special cigarettes, and now there was no cigarette left.

"Uncle Zhou." Fang Ze gently shouted.

Lu Xun heard Fang Ze's cry and said without raising his head, "go to bed first. Don't worry about me. I'll go to bed after reading for a while."

"I, I." Fang Ze was teased by Lu Xun's words and did not know how to answer.

Lu Xun recognized that Fang Ze's tone was wrong, so he looked up at the sky in front of him.

"It's already light."

"Yes, you watched it all night." Fang Ze said to Lu Xun after turning off the light in his bedroom.

"The light is too bright. I always thought it was still daytime." Lu Xun gently closed the book and put it on the table.