Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 225 "The Godfather" Chinese version
"For the British, the most important thing is not the pressure of public opinion, nor the reverse support of Americans, nor the support for Bao Guowei from people from all walks of life. In fact, these are irrelevant."

Qian Mu had a teasing expression on his face, shook his head and said.

"For Western politicians, face has never been important. They don't have the airs of a heavenly country. They always put interests first."

"The bustle in the world is all for profit; the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit." Xiao Gongquan also said with emotion. "If Westerners would talk about benevolence, justice, morality, propriety, justice and shame, the current international situation is not like this. In the final analysis, political games cannot be brought into personal emotions."

Xiao Gongquan sighed.

"I don't think Jinling understands this very well today."

Leighton Stuart felt a little embarrassed, because weren't these two people talking about Westerners being a group of mercenary wolves?
Although there seemed to be nothing wrong with what he said, Stuart still felt a little strange. He coughed and changed the subject.

"Mr. Qian, why do these British guys only pay so much attention to Bao Guowei? Do the British also value education and are they restrained by the literary world?"

Stuart knew this was impossible, but he liked to ask it so that Qian Mu could continue to pretend.

Qian Mu shook his head and said.

Leighton Stuart was not as ignorant as he had shown previously. On the contrary, he had many very important connections.

"Mr. Principal, you are joking. The British guys talk about Shakespeare, but in fact they are thinking about gold. In my opinion, they dare not touch Bao Guowei because of the influence of many factors. On the one hand, they do not want to be affected by public opinion. , further deteriorating his image.”

But from what Leighton said, it should be close to ten.

"After reading many works, I heard that the theory of cultural pluralism advocated by Mr. Xiao is similar to that of Bao Guowei. Maybe I can have a good exchange with him if I have the opportunity."

"The most important thing is." At this point, Qian Mu shook his head helplessly. "That boy Bao Guowei is so shameless!"

Xiao Gongquan also nodded.

There had long been rumors that Bao Guowei would be nominated for the next Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine for his invention of the Bao mask and the successful implementation of the Plague Prevention and Control Law.

"Perhaps more importantly, for the British, it is necessary to create an image of being kind to talents. The British can disrespect ordinary Chinese people at will, but it is impossible not to value a true scholar and talent."

"The news just came from Sweden. I heard that Mr. Bao is about to be nominated for the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine."

“The previous youngest Nobel Prize winner was Professor Lawrence Bragg from Australia. He won the Nobel Prize in Physics in 1915 at the age of 25. His main research direction was X-ray analysis of crystal structures. ”

Xiao Gongquan showed an implicit smile and introduced.

But for most people, it is just a good hope.

And Bao Guowei is a pure Chinese, which is particularly important.

"Now that I know the reason, I'm not in a hurry. It won't be too late for us to invite him again after he finishes handling the matter here!"

He was a little speechless, but he felt a little lucky that the villain was on our side.

"That was my doctoral thesis I completed at Cornell. In fact, I have observed that throughout the history of China, the country has been complex and vast, with numerous ethnic groups. If we really want to govern such a country well, it cannot be solved by just one system. The West is just learning from Handan and lacks scientific and practical research.”

"I have studied Bao Guowei's speeches and various works. I was shocked by this student's insights and knowledge. I really have too much curiosity about him."

"It's not surprising that Mr. Wu Liande was nominated for the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine for his invention of masks and his work on the prevention and control of plague. Compared with Bao Guowei's current contribution, he is not overly generous. "

"If you are an ordinary scholar, if you reach Bao Guowei's level of influence, you will always be a little self-reliant and disdain to use those little tricks."

Seeing hope, Qian Mu seemed to be in a good mood. He looked at Xiao Gongquan, who was deep in thought.

"If he was acting rogue, the British would definitely not pay attention to him. But he is Bao Guowei. He has a certain influence in Western society, is supported by Americans, and also carries the hope of eradicating the plague. This guy is acting rogue. Come on, the British seem to have made a fuss, and it doesn’t matter if they do it, or if they don’t do it.”

But it’s a British guy he’s cheating on, so that’s different. It’s really satisfying!
Stuart nodded, and after listening to the descriptions of these two people, combined with the news in the newspaper, he analyzed it.

As they talked, the two professors laughed loudly. If Bao Guowei cheated a Chinese, they would give him a beating, step on him, and call him a shameless villain.

hiss~
The other two people gasped.

"It's just that we are talking here and there, but we haven't even seen this side of Bao Guowei!"

Qian Mu glanced at Leighton Stuart and continued: "Of course I am also afraid that the little influence left will be taken over by Americans."

"I look forward to this young man being able to achieve results that surprise us and make this stagnant water come alive."

"Besides."

Stuart reminded with a smile and continued to recall.

Then Stuart continued.

Qian Mu laughed angrily and said, "This kid is getting better. He obviously beat the foreigner, but he insists that it was the foreigner who beat him. He is still staying in the hospital, saying that his head hurts, his heart hurts, and so on."

Qian Mu said with emotion.

Wu Liande was even born in the British Penang Island (later Malaysia), so in fact he can only be regarded as of Chinese descent.

After all, newspapers and media will make some stunts every now and then. Mr. So-and-so is about to be nominated for the Nobel Prize, or some awesome Western award.

He only made a brief introduction, without making much in-depth introduction, and turned the conversation to Bao Guowei.

He shook his head helplessly.

Qian Mu said with a laugh.

"It's just a nomination. If I can really win the Nobel Prize, it will be an extremely sensational thing."

Nine times out of ten, this will just go away, and when the officer forgets about it, it will be as if nothing happened.

Qian Mu still admires Xiao Gongquan. This doctor of political science who graduated from Cornell University not only has character, but also has extremely high academic attainments.

Hearing this, Xiao Gongquan also shook his head, but found it very interesting, so he continued.

Leighton Stuart nodded. He was happy to see the British people being frustrated and didn't care much. On the contrary, he was more concerned about how many surprises this young man Bao Guowei could bring.

He nodded, put the pen in his hand on the table, and frowned at the exquisitely lined notebook with his reading glasses on.

"Gentlemen, since everyone has unanimously agreed, I think we can give this genius gentleman some additional treatment. If we invite him, we should treat him as a full professor, and let him explain his theories and insights to the students. !”

Leighton Stuart was not at all ambiguous when it came to education, and he immediately decided to speak.

Qian Mu and Xiao Gongquan looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes. They did not expect that Stuart, who had always been so picky, could make such a decision.

During the Republic of China, it was common for many universities to be unable to pay salaries.

As a church school, Yenching University is naturally not short of money, but it is not rich either.

Scholars are usually invited to give lectures, and their remuneration is usually arranged based on a lecturer's monthly salary.

As for a full professor, according to the monthly salary level at that time, he earned nearly 500 yuan.

For Bao Guowei, he may not care about the money, but it is a recognition of his strength and status.

The two people were just stunned for a moment and did not have any different opinions because they were just surprised by Stuart Leighton's performance and had no objections to Bao Guowei being able to receive such treatment. Qian Mu shook his head and said, "When this news gets out, we have to let that boy Bao Guowei show his face again."

To be honest, even a professor like Qian Mu is a little jealous.

Because this kid Bao Guowei's ability to show himself as a saint in front of others is really exaggerated.

If Li Zongwu is the leader of Houheixue, Bao Guowei must be the leader of Xianshengxue.

But after all, he still couldn't do what Bao Guowei did, so he could only express a few sighs and complaints.

Stuart continued to say with a smile.

"I have decided that from now on we will purchase all newspapers and books about Bao Guowei for students to read and study. I have a hunch that this guy will leave a mark in the history of China."

"rational."

Qian Mu and Xiao Gongquan handed over their hands to express their support for this matter.

"The study of the book "Guns, Germs and Steel" will also be put on the agenda."

Stuart took a sip of the coffee beans sent from the American plantations, tasted the familiar flavor of his hometown, and felt extremely comfortable all over.

The three of them chatted slowly, and the talk between tea cups was all about education and academics. But what they didn't know was that this small decision made by Leighton Stuart would later cause a stir in Yenching University.

"The latest Godfather book, the Chinese version has been released. It is the masterpiece of the young writer Bao Guowei. It is a perfect combination of foreign gangs and Chinese Kung Fu. Come and take a look!"

In a bookstore in Peiping, Boss Peng was constantly selling.

In fact, it was not difficult to sell Bao Guowei's books in major bookstores across the country during this period.

From "Alive" to "Guns, Germs and Steel", as well as various anthologies, they are among the most popular reading books among students today.

But I don’t know why, but since the publication of "The Godfather", I have become unexpectedly acclimated.

Damn it, those people said that this book was hugely welcomed by the foreign devils in the United States, but how come it was so uninterested in China?

Especially in the city of Beiping, where there are many literati and students studying, even if it is because of Bao Guowei's reputation, it must not be a loss, right?

But the result was a huge disappointment for bookstore owner Peng. The first batch of readers who bought "The Godfather" didn't think highly of the book.

Some students even came to question me with books, saying that they wanted to return the book. This book was definitely a pirated copy of Bao Guowei's work. It was impossible for Mr. Bao Guowei to write such rubbish works.

Subsequent sales have been getting lower and lower. I heard that many masters in the academic world have criticized this book as being deviant and promoting violence and anarchism.

Of course Boss Peng couldn't understand it. He was literate, but he didn't understand many aspects of literature.

What he most often reads is some fantasy novels and romances.

Seeing that hawking didn't work at all, many students even looked at Boss Peng with contempt after hearing the name "The Godfather".

Boss Peng didn't take it seriously. Taking advantage of the free time in the morning, he was too lazy to continue selling. He read the "The Godfather" novel that unexpectedly failed to sell under the sun.

"It seems that even Bao Guowei can't always be popular! People always have limited resources. What the foreign devils like, we Chinese people may not like."

Boss Peng murmured to himself as he opened the book and read it. He had been promoting it for so long, but he had not yet read the content of the book.

"Bao Guowei's work is true, and the news from the Shanghai Stock Exchange is also correct. What is wrong with this book?"

In Peiping, the sunshine in spring is bright and warm, driving away the chill all over.

After early morning, students all entered the school, but the market in Beiping city was still lively, with street vendors selling everything from miscellaneous sauce noodles, bean juice, braised noodles to coke rings and so on.

The sound of bargaining and bargaining can be heard on the street, and acquaintances will pass by from time to time. When they see Boss Peng reading a book, they can't help but make a joke.

"Hey, this isn't Mr. Peng! He's just reading books to supplement his culture! I think you can make a fortune in the Qing Dynasty."

Boss Peng was originally an arty boss. After hearing these words, he would give those people some newspapers and periodicals they had read, melon seeds and snacks, as a reward.

The surrounding neighbors naturally praised him to heaven.

But this didn't affect him at all. Boss Peng was attracted by the stories in this "The Godfather" novel.

"Hey~"

After reading more than a dozen pages, Boss Peng let out a sigh of emotion.

"This novel is quite interesting. I have never seen this kind of tone before. It is completely different from the strange martial arts I have seen before. This Shellian family and this Bruce Lee are really exciting!"

"Why do these academics say this is misleading? Novels are novels, novels are novels, seriousness is seriousness, entertainment is entertainment, and novels don't have to teach people something?"

Boss Peng couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, what kind of lofty speech is Boss Peng making again?"

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

A tall and tall gentleman wearing black-rimmed glasses walked towards Boss Peng with a smile.

Boss Peng stood up quickly and bowed repeatedly when he saw the person coming.

"Hey, I don't dare to take it seriously."

He complimented him and couldn't help but ask when he thought that the other party hadn't been here for a long time.

"Isn't this Professor Zheng? What's wrong? Is there anything else you want to buy in the university?"

Professor Zheng is responsible for the purchase of books and newspapers at Yanjing University. He has already made a schedule before, and Boss Peng will deliver the newspapers and periodicals he needs every day and every week.

At this time, it is estimated that something will be added or deleted, which is a common thing.

After taking a sip of the tea served by the other party, Professor Zheng sat down and sighed.

"Hey, isn't this the principal's statement again? From now on, all newspapers, magazines, and books and novels about Bao Guowei must be sent to the school library."

"Bao Guowei?"

Boss Peng looked at the "The Godfather" novel in his hand and couldn't help but grow up.

Academic Affairs Zheng was a little surprised. Wasn't this kid very excited when he heard this kind of news?
"What's wrong? Don't you know him? Bao Guowei, that best-selling young writer!"

He waved his hands impatiently.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! It's ready. I'll send it to school in the afternoon. I'm in a hurry."

"Eh, eh." Boss Peng agreed repeatedly.

Then he turned his attention to the mountain of "The Godfather" novels squeezed into the corner.

(End of this chapter)