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

Chapter 56 Sir, have you ever understood the plight of the people?

"What nonsense is this kid talking about again?"

The crowd started talking again, wondering what Bao Guowei wanted to say.

Cai Chunshou found this boy more and more interesting, and looked at Xu Ziyi's reaction with a smile.

The corner of Xu Ziyi's mouth twitched, and he had an ominous premonition. The kid in front of him didn't play according to common sense at all! Even if he participated in a debate competition at American University, he had never encountered such a situation.

He didn't know how to respond at the moment, but his family background was well known, and he couldn't speak in vain. He turned his head and pretended not to hear, and stopped answering.

Bao Guowei showed a smile on his face and said: "Looking at Mr. Xu's mental outlook, he must have been well-fed and well-fed since he was a child, and he has never been hungry, right?"

"What exactly do you want to say? Don't beat around the bush."

Some in the crowd were clearly impatient.

Bao Guowei was not affected by the other party, with a solemn look on his face.

"I wonder if you know about the severe drought in central Shaanxi two years ago?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the cultural gathering fell silent. Only Cai Chunshou showed a sad look on his face and murmured: "The land in the middle of Shaanxi is a red ridge, with almost no human habitation, and more than millions of people have died of starvation!"

Bao Guowei continued: "There are reports in newspapers and magazines from time to time: the land in central Shaanxi is littered with corpses, hungry people are fighting for their meat, and there are reports of people beating each other and injuring each other."

He looked at the well-dressed returnees with a fierce look on his face and said, "Are they the insensitive citizens you talk about?"

"At first, the victims had some red taro seedlings mixed with vegetable leaves, leaves, and elm bark to survive. Later, they could only eat some chaff and buckwheat flowers. Finally, they couldn't survive and ate some Guanyin soil, white clay, and even willow buds. !”

"In the end, the victims leaned against the wall, fell down in the ditch, their faces were blue and purple as if they were poisoned, and were dying, waiting for death. Are these the insensitive people you call them?"

When Bao Guowei said this, it was as if he wanted to eat the people in front of him. He moved forward step by step, but Xu Ziyi actually seemed to be afraid, and backed away continuously, saying with a trembling voice.

"Don't say this!"

"You have been eating banquets at Songhelou all day long, wearing Parkmont suits, using Stankang hair oil, and talking and laughing with rich ladies. How have you ever known the pain of hunger?"

Bao Guowei's eyes were splitting, as if he wanted to cry out deeply about the injustice and injustice of this era.

"Do you know that when a person is hungry, the first thing he wants to do is to eat everything he can, instead of thinking or talking! If you have been hungry for a day or two before you know, hunger will make people numb, not to mention thinking. I can’t even speak.”

For a time, the venue was completely quiet. Countless returnees, teachers, or some famous figures in the academic world were standing there. Everyone was like a student who made a mistake, speechless.

At this time, a fat man in a suit in the crowd couldn't help but muttered.

"What are chaff, Guanyin soil, and white clay? Can they be eaten?"

Someone immediately blocked his mouth.

"You will die if you don't speak!"

After a long moment of silence, Xu Ziyi finally recovered from the shock. Those words just now really hit people's heart!

It's not like Xu Ziyi has never participated in literary conferences. He is even more comfortable in such "literary wars". This is thanks to his debating experience when he studied in the United States. Coming to China can be described as a dimensionality reduction blow.

But he felt that he had been hit by dimensionality reduction today?

He was panicked at the moment, because Bao Guowei's entry point was really tricky. How could he dare to refute such an argument?

I'm afraid that if you refute it, you will become the target of public criticism!

So he raised his head and retorted: "Your remarks are too arbitrary and one-sided. The disaster in central Shaanxi is indeed regrettable, but it does not represent the entirety of our country."

"Arbitrary?" Hearing this, Bao Guowei almost laughed out loud. When you just talked about total westernization, you never worried about one-sidedness and arbitraryness.

But before he could refute, there was someone next to him who couldn't sit still at all.

Cai Chunshou's thin face exuded solemnity, and he snorted coldly and said: "Young Master Xu, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Since the 17th year of the Republic of China, there have been far more famine disasters than just one place in central Shaanxi.

A locust plague occurred in Yuzhou in the Central Plains and affected eight provinces. The total number of victims reached more than 30 million, and tens of millions of people fled the famine. It is even more difficult to count the number of people who died of starvation, freezing and disease on the road. In Longyou alone, millions of people died in the entire province. "

As if he had found a outlet for output, he continued: "These are statistics from the national government and various officials. Are there any fake ones?"

After saying this, Cai Chunshou covered his heart, stamped his feet and pointed at the other party and said: "Thirty million! These people are all my citizens. Did you know that this number is more than 30% of the current population of the United States?"

The noble character that he had cultivated over a long period of time could no longer be maintained. Xu Ziyi was extremely angry and felt that he had been given a big label.

But he was unable to refute this, because he really had no idea about these situations and lost the opportunity from the root.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were already bloodshot, and even his neck was red from the surge of blood. He even became hysterical and shouted angrily: "It is precisely because of this that our country should benchmark itself against the United States and fully accept it." That country has an advanced culture! What’s wrong with that!”

But the words had just finished, and Bao Guowei didn't give him any chance to breathe, and threw out the words he had already prepared.

"Do you not know that the rise of the United States was based on the massacre of more than 30 million native Indians?"

“Such a country builds the peaceful singing and dancing of a few people on the bloody violence of the majority.”

"The gentleman talks a lot, but has no idea about the public sentiment. Could it be that he wants to rely on the Western system to achieve his own fame and fortune?"

"What I mentioned above are things like elm bark, chaff, and white clay."

"Sir, do you know?"

"Sir, have you ever understood the plight of the people?"

"Sir, he only knows how to say that Chinese people are insensitive, but do you really understand him?!!"

Bao Guowei asked three questions in succession, and each question seemed to pierce the opponent's chest, heartbreaking!

Xu Ziyi was like a deflated rubber ball. His whole body was slumped. He lowered his head and refused to speak, but his body kept retreating. He felt as if his heart had twitched.

If it had been an older person, he might not have passed out right now.

"Sigh~"

The princes in the field looked at Bao Guowei like a monster. Who is this person?

Talking like this doesn't look like an ordinary young man at all.

Cai Chunshou, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes and looked at Bao Guowei, seeming to have a guess in his heart.

At this time, one person among the reformists was still unconvinced, but he did not even dare to stand out and only dared to whisper among the crowd.

"It would be a bit narrow-minded to only talk about domestic affairs. If we want to talk about national affairs, we cannot ignore the international situation."

Xu Ziyi immediately understood that someone was reminding him, and immediately said as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"Yes, yes! Let's not talk about the domestic situation. Since we are talking about the national system, we have to talk about the development of the international situation!"

Bao Guowei looked at him like a fool.

You want to compare the international situation with me, are you looking for death?

(End of this chapter)