My Inseparable House Guests

"Look at this news." Fang Ze clicked on a hot news on Weibo recently, and then expanded all the following comments on this incident for Lu Xun.

"What do you think?" Fang Ze asked, looking at Lu Xun.

"The above comments." Lu Xun pointed to the news after reading the news, pointing to the comments below the news and said, "Is it possible for anyone to post, without having to go through editorial review and so on."

"Yes." Fang Ze nodded and said to Lu Xun, "On the Internet, as long as you don't offend the crab beast, everyone can speak."

"How is the order arranged?" Lu Xun pointed to the first few comments and said, "Is it arranged according to the time when the comments were made?"

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

"That's it." Lu Xun said after reading all the comments, "Then I don't think I have much to say."

"Why is there nothing to say?" Fang Ze didn't believe it. He said to Lu Xun, "Although some of these comments are good, they are far worse than your level. Just say two things. Sentence."

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

"At that time, we spoke because the public could not speak, so scholars would speak for the public, and now the public can speak. So no matter if what you say is good or bad, whether you say it right or not, it’s what the public said. We don't need to say anything more." Lu Xun said as he reached out his hand and touched it in his pocket, but felt empty.

"No smoke."

"It should be. I'll go and check in my dad's drawer." Fang Ze hurried out and found the special cigarettes that Father Fang usually entertained guests in his drawer, and handed them to Lu Xun.

"The appearance of this cigarette is exquisite." Lu Xun lit the cigarette, flipped a glance at the comment, and then said, "If I was born in this era, I would be an unknown doctor in my life."

"How come." Fang Ze somewhat disagreed with Lu Xun's statement. "A talented person will succeed everywhere. In this era, if you abandon medicine and go to literature, you are still a great writer."

"I'm not a great writer now, so how can I say the same?" Lu Xun said modestly, "In our era, we need someone like me to speak, so I speak. Think about it carefully, do you still need a Lu Xun now? ?"

"I am just a dead person to you, so you are willing to beautify me and think that I am a fighter, because no matter who I criticize, it has nothing to do with you, and will not annoy you. But if I am still alive, you will definitely Will hate me. Because I will criticize people or things you don't want me to criticize."

"The dead critic is the best critic." After Lu Xun finished speaking, he took a puff of cigarette and watched Fang Ze stop talking.

indeed.

When Lu Xun said this, Fang Ze instantly understood why Lu Xun was reluctant to say more.

Because no matter what he says, there will always be people who oppose and there will always be people who support.

Supporters praised him as a saint, opponents slandered him as a deceiver.

The reason why we often mention Lu Xun’s remarks about current malpractices is because the people Lu Xun criticized have nothing to do with the people today and will not offend anyone.

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interest.

So everyone is happy to support and quote.

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

Even if he has been criticizing those who are generally recognized as bad people, after a long time, there will be good people who will say how this person is always hot.

In an era where all people can speak,

Lu Xun is still a little unaccustomed to the Internet. After Fang Ze gave him a few books, he just smoked a cigarette and sat on the balcony to read.

Fang Ze stayed in the bedroom alone, waiting for a while. Mom and Dad Fang came to explain Lu Xun’s identity. Dad Fang called. Recently, the graduate school has a project to be busy. During this time, he needs food and accommodation At the research institute, I can't go home for the time being.

Fang's mother is also not going home.

Although the affairs of the academy had nothing to do with Fang's mother, if Fang's father didn't go home, Fang's mother would be bored alone, so she simply went back to her family's home to play, without considering the fact that she still has a son.

Early the next morning, Fang Ze was lying on the bed with sleepy eyes, fighting life and death with the bed, Lin Jingxuan called and urged Fang Ze to pass.

"So anxious." Fang Ze lazily took the phone and said, "Whether it's translating text or doing a mini game about what Lu Xun said, it won't be completed in a short while. Why are you so anxious these few hours ."

"That's it." Hearing 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 a field visit in a few days. If you are satisfied, you will inject funds to me.

So I thought, let’s translate some of the text first, and let this investor see it. We also have an international perspective. We want to sell this game internationally. Maybe the investment will be even greater. a little."

"All right." Fang Ze said, sitting up from the bed, "wait for me to call my 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 he pushed the door, he found that there was no one at all.

The quilt 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 did not sleep here at all last night.

Fang Ze patted his head and went to the balcony, and then he saw Lu Xun who was lying on the bamboo chair and reading.

The trash bin next to the table was already full of cigarette butts. The few boxes of special cigarettes that Fang Ze gave Lu Xun had now run out of them.

"Uncle Zhou." Fang Ze yelled softly.

Lu Xun heard Fang Ze's cry and said without lifting his head, "You go to bed first, don't worry about me, I will go to bed after reading a book for a while."

"I, I." Fang Ze was amused by Lu Xun's words and didn't know how to answer.

Lu Xun heard that Fang Ze's tone was wrong, so he looked up 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 light in the bedroom.

"The lights are too bright, I always thought it was still daytime." Lu Xun closed the book gently and placed it on the table.