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

Chapter 88 Du Yuesheng

During the Republic of China, there were many literary masters, but also many literary scoundrels.

And Zhang Zhiping is one of them.

He was once hailed as one of the most famous writers in the 1930s, and could be said to be a literary superstar of this era. His work "Alluvial Fossils" was even the first full-length novel in the history of modern Chinese literature.

In the past two years, his romance novels were a hit in the Shanghai stock market, and could even compete with Zhang Ailing.

In the eyes of people today, this is a great writer who is admired by mountains and mountains.

But Bao Guowei knew that after the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, this man embarked on a path of no return.

He became Japan's mouthpiece in the country by establishing a traitor cultural organization and promoting ideas such as "China and Japan are one family."

Later, he was even arrested by the government on the charge of "traitor". He wrote a letter of identification and asked Hu Shizhi for help, but even Hu Shizhi rejected him.

Naturally, Bao Guowei didn't have a good impression of this person.

Now, although he has not yet become a traitor, his article sounds like a first-rate response.

But the middle-aged man was fascinated by it.

"The treatment of epidemics has been around since ancient times, but the mortality rate has remained extremely high. Countless people have died due to the raging epidemics in past dynasties. Therefore, I think that if we really want to solve the epidemic, we must start by learning advanced concepts from abroad."

"Like Germany's courage and perseverance, England's politeness, and America's freedom and unrestrainedness, these are the spirits that our people should learn from, let alone Japan."

The article quotes scriptures everywhere, the language is smooth and rigorous, and the structure is smooth.

To occupy a place in the Shanghai literary world, Zhang Zhiping is definitely not an ordinary person.

But Bao Guowei discovered something important.

The article is indeed very beautiful, so what does he want to express?

In the face of an epidemic, should Chinese people learn from the spirit of foreigners?

Can diseases be solved by learning the spirit of foreigners, and can we survive?

It's simply a horror of slipping the world!

Now Bao Guowei understands why this person will become a traitor in the future.

All the results were already there at the beginning.

But inside the carriage, most people were quiet and didn't make any comments.

Seeing that everyone in the carriage was not very cold, the middle-aged man was immediately unconvinced and felt that these were people without literary literacy.

He had read this article many times, and then he skipped the lengthy content and read out the more eye-catching content at the end.

This time it is based on Bao Guowei’s exposition in his “Story of Epidemic Prevention and Control”.

"A few days ago, I happened to see an article in The Times on the street. It was very interesting. I heard from friends in the industry that the sales of The Times increased greatly because of this article. The Times is originally the mouthpiece of the royalists. "

The article describes a period of history about the Times, followed by a refutation of Bao Guowei's article.

“The article is vulgar and uses language that is common in the marketplace and cannot be considered elegant. I think the editor of The Times is an illiterate person.

Most of the stories discussed in it are vulgar and obscene, and the content expressed is even more unrealistic.

For example, washing hands frequently and washing fruits carefully before eating are commonplace topics that require a special article to be written."

The middle-aged man was a little tired from reading a long chapter, so he could only pick out the important ones and read them out.

However, the cheers that came to mind did not appear. Even a few rows away, there were several people who were already sleeping soundly.

"Ouch! Mom, I don't want to hear this! I don't want to hear this!"

The child just now was still listening to the story being told here with great interest, thinking that after listening to one story, he could listen to another story.

But as I listened, I instinctively felt something was wrong, and I burst into tears.

The woman frowned and comforted her helplessly: "Yuebao, don't cry. We won't listen anymore. Cover your ears and won't listen to this story."

The uncle apologized and said to the middle-aged man: "Excuse me, please stop reading. You see, if the child makes a fuss, it will affect everyone in the entire carriage."

"Hmph!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, feeling a little embarrassed on his face.

But I was really tired from reading, so I stopped, and I didn’t forget to say one thing.

"Vulgar! After all, there is no way to appreciate this elegant article."

In the carriage, an old man wearing a shabby mandarin jacket was half a cultured man. He stroked his beard and nodded.

"This article is very well written, worthy of being a member of the Shanghai literary world! Come on, tell me about your newspaper. Old man, I will buy a copy later and read it carefully."

"You still seem to be more knowledgeable. The name of this newspaper is "Shanghai New News". You can also go back and read Mr. Zhang Zhiping's novels. They are very interesting!"

"Ah! Mr.'s novel! I have read it, and it is thought-provoking every time I read it!"

The two people chased each other every now and then.

Bao Guowei found it funny that the two men were touting Zhang Zhiping's novels to each other.

But they wrote romance novels for women. Did you two really read them?

I also learned from it the philosophy of national governance.

Sure enough, the hypocrisy of some literati has not changed since ancient times.

As for the content of Zhang Zhiping's article, Bao Guowei's mentality is now very good and has not been affected at all.

There is really no need to get angry with these small citizens in front of us.

If you really want to retaliate, you have to write a good article to silence the initiator.

But now that he is very busy, it seems that he can only let these clowns and clowns perform for a while?

But what he suspected even more was that this article might not necessarily be directed at him.

I'm afraid that this is more of a game and competition between newspapers, for the sake of sales.

Before Bao Guowei said anything, someone in the carriage couldn't stand it anymore.

"Tch! Why are you pretending to be a cultured person? What's the use of learning from a foreigner? I think it's still not as good as the previous story. It sounds comfortable, and some of the little tricks in it are also clear to people.

It's much better than the article you talked about. This article is so convoluted that I don't know what it's talking about. "

The person who spoke was the old lady. She was used to swearing in the alleys, but now she didn't feel embarrassed at all arguing with these educated people.

Most people in the car nodded in agreement. For the silent majority, it is always down-to-earth and more likely to gain their approval.

The middle-aged man was immediately unhappy and said angrily.

"Hey! You're such a bad old woman. You obviously don't understand what you're talking about! It's vulgar!"

Not to be outdone, the old lady put her hands on her hips and cursed.

"Don't think that my old lady has never seen the world. You are just pretending to be a big-tailed wolf!      If it is not practical, what is the point of being a scholar? The Qing Dynasty is already dead, so don't care about it anymore!"

The carriage suddenly became chaotic and noisy.

The middle-aged man was obviously not as good as the old lady. He had little experience in quarreling, and he was scolded into silence every now and then.

The old man in the mandarin jacket tried to smooth things over, quickly separated the two people, and kept talking.

"Hey, don't make any noise, don't make any noise, it's all trivial matters, you'll disturb the children!"

"Woo!"

The train whistle suddenly sounded, and the whole train started to move. Everyone in the carriage was frightened and staggered.

The conductor shouted loudly from the front: "The train is starting! Passengers, be careful of falling! The train is starting!"

Then the two men sat back in their seats angrily and turned their heads away.

After hearing these arguments, Zhang Taiyan just smiled slightly and made an evaluation of Zhang Zhiping.

"I have met Zhang Zhiping a few times, and he is used to writing about romantic affairs. Now it seems that writing policy reviews is like a castle in the air, which is ridiculous!"

He patted Bao Guowei on the shoulder, as if he was afraid of the other party's impulsiveness, and continued: "Don't take it to heart, you are a clown."

Bao Guowei said: "Students don't have the energy to cope now."

"With your temperament, I'm afraid you won't just let it go, right?"

Zhang Taiyan knew that this apprentice was a man of temper, and he would not retaliate for his anger, but he would definitely retaliate in kind!

Bao Guowei was stunned for a moment, feeling that his thoughts could no longer escape Zhang Taiyan's eyes, and then said.

"But my husband saw through it. Compared with these empty verbal disputes, the student thought that the down-to-earth real situation could explain the problem more."

"Oh?" Zhang Taiyan raised his eyebrows, very interested, and put down the book in his hand. "Tell me carefully."

"If I had an argument with him and started a verbal war with him in the newspaper, I would be at a disadvantage." Bao Guowei explained seriously.

"The goal of students is to solve the epidemic, not to make them angry.

Therefore, it is only necessary to summarize all experiences when dealing with epidemics in the future and form a complete experience report on dealing with epidemics, which can then be published in newspapers and shared with various provinces and cities. "

He spread his hands and said: "At that time, any slanderous rumors will be destroyed as soon as they are exposed with real data and words, just like a chicken or a dog!"

After saying these words, Zhang Taiyan's eyes immediately lit up. He had never thought of this method before, and after thinking about it carefully, he felt more and more wonderful.

If he hadn't been in the carriage, I might have laughed out loud at this moment.

"Not bad!"

He nodded repeatedly, very satisfied with Bao Guowei's answer, and said with a blush on his face.

"This is a conspiracy! What Zhang Zhiping is thinking about is the struggle for personal interests, while what my disciple is thinking about is the welfare of the people of the world. The difference in vision between the two is a matter of judgment!"

Zhang Taiyan looked very happy, and a sense of pride welled up in his heart.

I can't wait to shout in my heart.

This is my apprentice, Zhang Taiyan!

Look, this is my apprentice, Zhang Taiyan!

Even Gao Weixin, who didn't talk often, looked at Bao Guowei with a lot of approval in his eyes.

Seeing Zhang Taiyan's praise, he felt a little jealous in his words, and couldn't help but ask: "What books does Bingwen read on weekdays?"

Bao Guowei didn't think he was that great. If he had to say it, did he study the teacher's articles?

He replied: "It's not about reading a lot of books, reviewing the old and learning the new, and grasping the core contradictions."

"Seize the core contradiction."

Gao Weixin's pupils opened, as if he was exposed to this word for the first time, and his head fell into deep thought.

Even Zhang Taiyan couldn't help but keep the word core contradiction in mind.

"That's an interesting statement."

After this incident ended, the rest of the journey was basically spent in boredom.

During the Republic of China, this was still a steam train. The train departed at about eight o'clock in the morning, and when it arrived in Shanghai, it was already 18: in the evening.

During this period, trains did not have special personnel to announce their stations.

But at every stop there will be ticket inspectors to strictly check whether anyone has stolen tickets, so there is no need to worry about passing the station.

"Sir, where are we going?"

Following the bustling crowd, the three people left the Shanghai Railway Station. Gao Weixin looked at the crowded crowd and couldn't help but turn around and ask.

Compared with Hangzhou, the night sky in Shanghai is gray and red, as if the neon lights are shining on the night sky.

The rickshaw master at the door would come up to chat with me from time to time, speaking with accents from all over the country.

"Boss, do you want to drive by car? It's cheaper here than others!"

"Sir, my legs and feet are so strong that I can pull the cart very steadily!"

"Friend, if you want to crash the car, don't worry, we'll make it right away!"

"Don't be anxious. I have contacted Mr. Du before and he will send someone to greet us."

Zhang Taiyan's face was tired, but his eyes were still full of energy. He looked around and found no one he knew, but he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the voice of a young man.

"Mr. Zhang! Mr. Zhang! Here!"

On the side of the road, a burly young man wearing shorts got out of a dark car. He had a strong posture and came to the front of several people in three or two steps.

"Hey! Mr. Guo!"

The rickshaw masters who were still surrounding a few people were startled when they saw the visitor, and they all cupped their hands, and then fled away as if avoiding a disaster.

The visitor's expression did not change, and he saluted Zhang Taiyan in front of him.

"I've met Mr. Taiyan!"

Only then did Bao Guowei realize that this was a man in his twenties, with a scar on his face from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ear, which looked very scary.

"It's Guo Si! I haven't seen you for a long time. Where is your master?" Zhang Taiyan nodded and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a hearty laugh.

"Mr. Taiyan, we haven't seen each other for a while!"

A figure stepped out of the back seat of the car, with a straight figure and sharp eyes.

He was wearing a black and gray mandarin jacket, with deep eye sockets and thick lips, and he was holding a paper fan in his hand.

If it’s not Du Yuesheng, who is it?

(End of this chapter)