Thinking of Dean Jiang's appearance after drinking with Li Yunlong last time, Fang Ze refused to explain to this old drunkard.

After all, after sober, it is not certain whether Dean Jiang will remember Fang Ze.

"I originally thought that China is now in free love, but I didn't expect that there would be a blind date." Lu Xun also heard the conversation just now, and when he was leaving with Fang Ze, he said something ironic. .

"Some things in modern times are progressing faster than you think, but some things are progressing more slowly than you think, and even some things will go backwards after progress." Fang Ze said to Lu Xun. "Sometimes I don't know if it is the root of human inferiority, or if there is a problem in this society."

"such as?"

"Too much is not good to go into details, just give two simplest examples, marriage troubles and gifts." Fang Ze said, "we won't talk about marriage troubles. It is an old custom to start with the bride and groom. Now, there is only one more attack on the bridesmaid. The nature of the beast has not changed, but more tricks. The gift is getting more and more excessive. In the past, it was only the power and money. A gift can be tolerated. But nowadays, when some people are doing errands, regardless of whether they are familiar with you, they can only connect with you, such as colleagues in a unit, let alone doing errands together. Yes, even if you haven’t met, I’ll send you an invitation and ask you to come with a gift money."

"There are also some classmates and friends who even live in the same building. They said they hadn’t spoken, and it’s not important that they don’t say hello. As long as they have the title, they will also send you an invitation. , As long as the money can pass."

"This phenomenon won't disappear even in another generation." Lu Xun said, "After all, some people like to ask for face, and some like to ask for money. This is a matter of everyone's choice. Unless legislation interferes, we will only Can do it by yourself."

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

So he said to Lu Xun, "Would you like to listen to the last words you wrote before you died."

"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 passed away because of smoking too much, so he hadn't considered his will or anything.

Now that someone wants to tell him the last words he wrote before his death, I am naturally curious to listen.

"Because I'm afraid of being blocked, I won't tell you the original sentence, just give you a rough idea."

Fang Ze and Lu Xun took a taxi. The two of them sat in the car. Fang Ze began to talk to Lu Xun, "The first is that no one should be accepted for funerals, except for 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 thing is to bury it and pull it down immediately after you die, don't delay it."

"If you die in midsummer, the decay of the corpse is a big problem, so of course the sooner you can bury the better." Lu Xun's expression remained as usual when he said this, as if the corpse was not his own.

"The third rule is not to do anything to commemorate."

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After finishing talking, Fang Ze added, "Although your relatives and friends did not do anything to commemorate you after your death, but you were erected as a benchmark and a banner in that era, so you are not commemorated. Yes, you can't help your family."

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

"Article 4, forget you as soon as possible, and then concentrate on doing your own thing."

"Ok.

"Article 5, when a child grows up, he can choose any profession, except an empty-headed writer or an artist." After Fang Ze finished this article, he looked at Lu Xun curiously and asked, "What is an empty-headed writer."

"Most of the writers can be called empty-head writers." Lu Xun said, "because they can only speak but not do it, and some writers can't even say it."

"Well, when you said that, I kind of understand why we should emphasize rationality and neglect literature in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China."

"In fact, it is not just the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China." Lu Xun said, "It is the same in our time. In universities, science students look down on liberal arts students, foreign language students look down on Chinese literature students, and Chinese literature students look down on philosophy students, philosophy students Look down on students in the Department of Sociology, students in the Department of Sociology look down on students in the Department of Education, and no one in the Department of Education can look down on them, and can only look down on the gentleman in the department."

"This sentence is good." Fang Ze listened to Lu Xun's words, and quickly picked up his mobile phone and prepared to record it, "I can confirm another sentence you said."

"I didn't say this sentence."

"Ah, it's not who you are talking about." Fang Ze asked, looking at Lu Xun, "Isn't this what you just said?"

"If everything comes out of my mouth, it is what you call what I said, then I only need to recite other people's books every day, and I can become the most talkative person in the world."

Lu Xun uttered a serious sentence, then he opened the car window, lit a cigarette, and said while smoking, "This sentence was written by Qian Zhong in the besieged city. I just finished reading this book last night. It should be him. I wrote it after I died."

"Okay." Fang Ze replied, "I also remembered a joke, saying that the Southwestern Associated University's economic problems became more and more serious during the Anti-Japanese War, and each college could only solve the problems on its own. The Institute of Technology built small factories, and people called it. The college engages in experimental farmland, which is called agriculture. The Law and Business Institute settles accounts for shops, and is called business. Normal students seek schools to teach, they are scholars. And the College of Arts depends on selling literature for a living, because there were too many literati at that time and the supply exceeded demand, so everyone It’s only to beg to sell the text, which is called a "hacker."

"Hahaha, after all, a useless scholar is a scholar." Lu Xun laughed at what Fang Ze said.

The traffic jam in the imperial capital today was not as severe as yesterday, so the two finally rushed to Lin Jingxuan's studio in the afternoon.

Fang Ze originally thought that Lin Jingxuan's studio was in an office building, but when he got out of the car, he found that Fujin was in a residential area.He called Lin Jingxuan and asked if he had gone wrong. Lin Jingxuan asked Fang Ze to stand at the gate of the community and wait a while. After a while, the guy came over in slippers.