Beautiful Another World Red Tide

Sun Boyang and Sun Raul walked side by side in the factory. Sun Raul was fascinated by the huge workshop, as if seeing an incredible scene.

"It's amazing." Sun Raul murmured for a long time while looking at the factory floor, and spit out this sentence.

"It's really big, I mean... like a palace, no... like a government building, is this really a place where workers work?" Sun Raul looked at his brother in surprise and asked.

"Large-scale, assembly line, this is one of the representative characteristics of the factory." Sun Boyang was also quite satisfied with his hard work, and said with a smile on his face.

"Abandoning the original manufacturing method of small workshops and organizing a large number of workers to carry out collective operations, but it is not the same as the large workshops that are responsible for it. We adopt the assembly line driven by magic and machinery. This production method is better than the traditional one. It is more efficient for the workshop master to cast alone, and the quality of the weapons produced is more stable."

Sun Boyang beckoned and took Sun Raul into the workshop. It was still the familiar workshop. The workers were working in full swing, those on the assembly line were working diligently, and those not online were also busy with their tasks. Everyone had something to do To do it, it’s like a precision instrument, or a clock is assembled, the first workshop is responsible for the melting and proportioning of steel, there are all strong young men there, they produce qualified steel in the furnace-like first workshop, and then Shipped to the second workshop where Sun Boyang is now.

The second workshop will be responsible for the main weapon manufacturing work, using the steel sent by the first workshop to the greatest extent. There are both female workers and male workers here. All workers are equal, and they receive the same wages. The same working hours, enjoy the same benefits, Sun Boyang likes this kind of equality, this is the real rights and interests of women at the beginning, not the old boxer and female workers before he crossed, their status is first of all workers, workers, proletarians , and then the female group, they are proletarians just like male workers, so the rights and interests they pursue should be the same rights of workers/proletarians first, and they stand on a united front with male workers. It is also similar. In order to pursue "interests", some extreme compatriots "fight with swords" against male compatriots of the same class. What is the reason for this?

Sun Boyang’s thinking may be a bit taken for granted, but it is not unreasonable. At least the real rights of women are not won by fighting against male compatriots. Therefore, he also pays great attention to the life and work of female workers. Aunt Ajielina, who is the most respected among the female workers, is in charge of the federation. In fact, according to Aunt Ajielina's thinking, Sun Boyang is a little too worried. Is there any female worker who would think that way?That's a lunatic, but any woman who has experienced the sophistication and difficult life of the bottom society of Yongdalim, who would think about things like that.

Further to the right is the third workshop. The work in the third workshop is a little easier. It is mainly responsible for fine processing and carving techniques. It is said that it is easy because their physical labor is not so high, but they are actually very hard. , the work is not tiring, but the difficulty is high, and the difficulty is high, but it is no longer such an easy job.

There are also three large warehouses, which store the weapons and equipment produced every day. This is the entire structure of the Toryask Iron and Steel Weapons Factory. Oh, and that kitchen, where the masters of the kitchen are also constantly flowing The "production" of the company produces delicious and nutritious lunches, which are shipped to various workshops to provide energy for workers and friends.

As for the auditorium, Sun Boyang's office, and several other buildings, there is no need to describe them in detail, but these three workshops have already opened Sun Lauer's eyes. This is the first time he has truly entered the interior of the factory. In the past, he always listened to other people's descriptions: a messy and dirty place with a stove, smoking black smoke, worse than a workshop, so he used to resist this kind of factory led by his brother, but When I saw it today, I really didn't expect it, it wasn't like that at all.

"Do you think they are happy?" Sun Boyang looked at everything in front of him, and suddenly asked Sun Raul with deep meaning.

"What do you mean?" Sun Raul was a little confused.

"They have to work ten hours a day, receive forty copper coins a month, and do heavy manual labor." Sun Boyang looked at the workers, found a corner with Sun Lauer that would not disturb them, and told Sun Lauer everything.

"It probably deserves it, after all, they have done such a heavy job." Sun Lauer didn't quite understand, and could only decide with his brother's salary and working hours.

"But do you know what the workers in other factories are like?" Sun Boyang continued.

"They have to get up before dawn every day and work until it is dark. They may have to work nearly 25 hours a day, or even more. Some factories even require them to work 20 hours, but they are only paid monthly. They have [-], or even [-] copper coins, which is difficult for the workers to maintain their daily food and clothing, but they have to do heavier and longer labor than the workers here, because their assembly lines are not fine enough, and their factories The Lord is also reluctant to use expensive materials to manufacture assembly line machinery, and even more reluctant to hire many magicians to provide magic power for the magic crystal, so the workers can only bear this burden for the factory owner, increasing their physical labor."

"This..." Sun Raul didn't know how to answer, so he could only listen in silence.

"After paying all this, if they get sick, or get injured at work, the factory will not even pay a penny, they will just send them away. This is the status quo in Yundalim, the status quo of the workers."

"Go to the doctor's office?"

Seeing that Sun Raul was lost in thought, Sun Boyang patted him on the shoulder and asked.

"Okay, let's go to the medical center." Sun Raul felt a little depressed, and he heard two words in his brother's words, poor and poor. The social problems that Dalim society has always avoided and refused to admit, they will not admit that merchants want to squeeze workers, and nobles mainly squeeze farmers. It just so happens that they hold all the right to speak in Dalim society. Ambitious and intelligent scholars from seminaries or magician colleges will soon be suppressed or assimilated by them. Before the appearance of Sun Boyang, or before the appearance of public newspapers, no one had spoken out for the poor, oh, probably Yes, 100 years ago, that former brave man is now the old lunatic that the nobles call.

"The medical center is always clean, right? There shouldn't be anything disturbing, right?" Sun Raul thought this way. He and Sun Boyang walked out of the workshop. When the cold wind blew, the two put on their woolen coats and hats quickly Well, the winter wind in Yongdalim is no joke, especially this year's exceptionally severe cold, which makes people guard against wind-cold and colds.

"Get in the car and go to the Workers' Hospital." Sun Boyang ordered the coachman.

"Brother, I found that many of your industries are named after workers." Sun Raul said to Sun Boyang enthusiastically in the carriage.

"For example, the Workers' Medical Center and the Workers' Friends Hotel. There are not many places with such names. Brother, you are probably the leader in this area." Sun Raul said with a smile.

"It's easy to remember a simple name. These places serve workers and friends. It doesn't make any sense to choose a high-end name or a complicated name. It's even more boring to name our family. Think about it, We don’t live here, and we basically don’t get sick, so why do we have to put our own name on ourselves and “curse” ourselves?” Sun Boyang also replied with a smile.

……

"I'm here to find Mr. Sun Boyang, but I don't know if he's here."

The tall man, that is, Mr. Hai Yi'an, stood in front of the gate of the Toryask Iron and Steel Plant, and asked Odo, who was in charge of the security, very gently. He was still panting heavily from time to time. Speaking of him, although he suffered hardships when he was a child and was able to walk, but because of his poor health, walking such a long distance was still too tiring for him.

"Ah? Are you looking for Mr. Sun Boyang? He's not here." Hearing Hai Yi'an's words, Odo quickly waved his hand to indicate that Sun Boyang was not here, and immediately wanted to turn around and go back.

"Excuse me! Please tell me where he has gone. I have something very important to see him." Hai Yi'an still asked gently.

"I don't know, how could I know the whereabouts of the boss." Otto said vigilantly, and he began to figure out how to formulate words in his mind to see where this tall man came from.

"I'm from the countryside. I came to find Mr. Sun Boyang collectively for the farmland. Brother, please, I'm not a bad person. You see, I have published articles in Mr. Sun Boyang's newspaper."

Hai Yi'an hastily took out the key points of village collective construction and the few clipped pages that he had written down in his arms, Otto took it and read it over and over again, looking at Hai Yi'an suspiciously, wondering what he was planning.

"You probably don't know how to read, look, what's written on it is..." Hai Yi'an hurriedly bent down to explain to Odo, Odo waved his hand, and took out a cigarette from his pocket to examine it carefully With Hai Yi'an.

"I can read, and Mr. Sun Boyang taught me to read." Otto said unhurriedly.

"Can you tell me where you are from? I must know everyone." Odo continued.

"I came from the city of Minsk in the northern province. I live in the village of Don Beina. Bernard is my fellow villager. I wrote to him asking him to recommend me." Hai Yi'an quickly explained.

"Mr. Sun Boyang has gone to the clinic. He has something to do today. You might as well see him another day." Odo thought for a moment and said.

"Which clinic?" Hai Yi'an quickly asked.

"That medical clinic... If you want to go, why don't I go with you and show you the way." Odo finally pointed out his thoughts.

"You... harm, Cheng, I'm not a bad person or an enemy anyway, so please take me there and take me there."

Hai Yi'an understood Odo's thoughts, and couldn't help admiring the prudence of the young man in front of him. Mr. Sun Boyang is really good, and the workers under him are so smart and cautious, but it sounds like Mr. Sun Boyang has enemies, right?Or Wangcheng may not be very peaceful recently...

34 Joy and Sadness

"This winter is extremely cold. You should be careful. Infecting the wind and cold is not a trivial matter. Physical health is very important (the author deeply understands it)."

Sun Boyang lifted the curtain of the car window and looked outside. The streets of Yongdalim were not very good. Even in the royal city, at the foot of the so-called Son of Heaven, a large number of refugees fled here, curled up in the cold corner, accompanied by the muddy street, waiting The kind master took a fancy to them and bought them to be workers or servants. Sometimes Sun Boyang really didn’t understand. The geographical environment and climate of Yongdalim were very favorable, which was very suitable for farming, but why the official record Grain output has been unable to increase, and has always remained at a very normal output?

Later, Sun Boyang looked up the classics and talked with several high officials and scholars for many times, and he realized what was going on. It was not because Yongdalim had been farming unsuitable for the local climate and soil quality, nor was it that Yongdalim did not. The crops that can produce high yields are all because of...a social problem that is difficult to convince Sun Boyang.

In fact, in the past, at least when the kingdom of Yongdalim was first established, the food production was very high, but as time went by, because of a very simple reason: the number of landowners began to increase, and the bright side of the Kingdom of Yongdalim The food production on the Internet and on the books has also plummeted.

Some people in Yongdalim have researched high-yield wheat and rice before, and they are very easy to feed, but why have all these high-yield rice and wheat disappeared in the history of the public?Why do farmers still plant bad seeds with average or even low yields?The reason is still very simple. It is not because high-yielding rice is not easy to grow, and farmers cannot do it, but because of landlords.

It must be explained that even in modern times, different occupations, different classes, these different groups think different things, some groups will run counter to the country, such as compradors, and some groups will rather sacrifice their own interests , but also to make the country strong, such as the former industrialists we are familiar with, and some groups, their own interests are more important than the interests of the country, such as landlords.

In a village, the landlords, the big landlords, often have the highest status. How do they rely on to maintain their reactionary rule?It is to collude with the officials to control the peasants legally, and to have their own force (family servants) to control the disobedient peasants by force.The most fundamental thing is to control the lifeblood of farmers: food.

Only by controlling the lifelines of the peasants can their status be maintained in the eyes of the landlords. From the perspective of the landlords, the peasants hold a few acres of land, but they can grow enough to pay taxes and then have enough food and clothing for a year. What’s more, the high yield of the farmland is enough to allow them to completely escape the control of the landlords, rely on themselves, and directly connect with the country. This is absolutely intolerable to the landlords. , They must maintain their status. For this reason, it is very necessary to reduce the living standards of farmers and even their survival.

For landlords, they have a lot of land, they have their own workshops, they can also raise livestock, and they have countless opportunities to earn money. Even with normal yields or low-yield crops, they are enough to be rich for a lifetime. Therefore, their primary task is instead To maintain their status, in order to maintain this feudal rural social relationship, they can "lead by example", they can unite to suppress high-yielding rice, they can take away seeds in various names, and in various names unite with officials to impose higher The purpose of taxation is very simple. The poorer the peasants are, the more they need to depend on them. This kind of feudal rural social relationship is more difficult to break, and the more conducive to the rule of landlords and nobles.

Generally, landlords use two types of methods, harvesting seeds and increasing land rent. These two methods have their own advantages and disadvantages for landlords. They often implement different methods according to different social environments. In this way, after a hundred years of harvesting, Through a century of "smart name creation", high-yield seeds have become a burden for farmers, and a little more food that has been barely preserved will cause farmers to fall into a lot of cumbersome situations, and therefore...

It is not that the Kingdom did not exert pressure from the national level and forcefully demand that no interference be allowed, but we are very clear that a big problem in feudal society is that the bottom-level executive power is insufficient. Resistance, everyone, please don't forget that in feudal society, the scope of common people is very broad. Are peasants and poor people common people?Yes, are the landlords the common people?That's right...then it's all common people, so it's even more difficult to discuss.

When nobles and big landowners began to appear in large numbers, they resisted on the surface, but secretly planted these high-yielding crops, which could not be included in production and taxation, let alone help to promote them. The seeds were often collected and hidden by them. It will not spread out at all. Even if some farmers get high-yield seeds, save them, and start planting, they often don't last long. The kingdom has also experienced large-scale planting of high-yield crops for a period of time, but the results are miserable for farmers. Yes, under the deliberate indulgence and manipulation of officials, grain merchants, and landlords, the already fragile market economy and grain transaction prices in feudal society collapsed rapidly, causing unbearable major disasters for farmers, but what about the king?Restricted by the nobles, they were supposed to go out to fight the fire, but they were forced to stare blankly.

According to the historical data at that time, the king originally planned to carry out the trial province by province, or even county by county, but he couldn't stand the raging public opinion and the incitement of officials and businessmen. Under the conspiracy of officials, landlords, etc., farmers kept pleading (yuan), the king could not take the risk of rebellion and the peasants' mistrust to continue the slow implementation, so he could only fully allow it. As a result, it led to the biggest disasters in the history of Yongdalim...

Repeatedly, every time farmers begged for high-yield seeds to reach the peak, nobles, officials, grain merchants, and landlords would operate in this way. That's it, the agriculture of the Yongdalim Kingdom has been tossed to maintain the original point, and the [-]-meter race is still stuck. starting line.

Sun Boyang became a little worried. Judging from this, the peasant collective he started in the countryside was bound to suffer the most violent counterattack from the landlords. "Do it, it is indeed very useful to paralyze the landlords and officials in this way. Most of the landlords are photographed by the prestige of the city lord, and most of them are playing tricks or complaining behind the scenes, but the problem is that once the civil war Outbursts, the future of these lands and farmers collectively...

"Yes, we must inform them as soon as possible and form a guard to protect our farmland." Sun Boyang muttered to himself while looking out the window with his forehead propped on one hand.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Sun Raul interrupted Sun Boyang's contemplation curiously. Sun Boyang turned around as if he had woken up, and then calmed down and smiled to stabilize his mood. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a burst of noise outside .

"What's going on outside?" Sun Raul asked the coachman.

"It's a medical clinic. It looks like someone is causing trouble." The coachman said nonchalantly.

"Troubleshooting? That medical clinic?" Sun Raul quickly poked his head out to see if it was his brother's medical clinic.

"Don't worry, it's not the Workers' Medical Center." Sun Boyang also looked at it, then retracted and comforted Sun Raul.

"Driver, stop for a moment and let me see what's going on here." Sun Raul opened the small window behind him and told the driver.

"Doctor! Please, my family is counting on him to stand up. If he falls, the pillars of the family will fall, and our whole family will have to go out to beg for food."

Sun Laoer opened the curtain and looked outside. In the medical hall, an old woman who was bending over to beg the doctor in front of her was begging bitterly. Beside her was a middle-aged man lying on the ground dying. It won't last long, Sun Boyang looked at the man's illness, he coughed from time to time, and it was difficult to get up. Most likely he was infected with wind and cold. There are countless princes and nobles who died, let alone ordinary people. If there is no medicine, this man may not be able to survive.

"If you don't have money, I can't show it to you. This is the rule set by the lord. If you have money, don't talk about treating you. You can ask me to hire a priest to treat you. It's okay, but you don't have money. (Prolonged sound), well, don't make trouble here, we don't owe you anything, so don't make trouble here, the big knight will patrol the street later, or the jc will come, it will be no good for you."

The doctor withdrew his hands in disdain and went back to the hospital, and closed the door despite the pleadings of the old woman. The other theatergoers scattered like birds and beasts, leaving only the poor mother and child in place.

"My son suffered from the cold because he worked for your master's house. You can't ignore it!" The old woman wanted to stand up and argue, but her son grabbed her pant leg and shook his head to express that there was no need to argue. up. "

"I'll help them out." Sun Raul couldn't stand it anymore, and planned to get out of the car to help.

"No need." Sun Boyang shook his head and grabbed Sun Raul's arm, pulling him back into the car.

"Coachman, let's go to the Workers' Hospital." Sun Boyang said calmly to the coachman.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Sun Raul was shocked, feeling weird about his brother's behavior.

"The Workers' Medical Center is just across the street."

Sun Boyang suddenly said such a sentence without thinking.

"All the workers in Wangcheng know about the Workers' Medical Center, and even if they don't, someone will recommend it to them."

"I'm sure we'll see the mother and son in the workers' hospital soon." Sun Boyang explained the reason to Sun Raul.

In fact, the Workers' Medical Center was not named by Sun Boyang at first.

It's a worker in Wangcheng, a spontaneous and friendly name.

(ps: I signed it! I'm about to sign it! Special thanks to all my friends for their support, special thanks to all my friends for their help, and thank you very much for your recommendations. The author will strengthen the strength of code words, faster and better Ma stand up.)

(ps2: One thousand, what is the concept? It is roughly equivalent to a group. The friends of a group help each other. The friends of a group gather here to support Sun Boyang’s difficult and tortuous work. Here, the author wants to speak for everyone on behalf of Sun Boyang. A thank you, just like that sentence, you can be Sun Boyang, I can also be Sun Boyang, everyone is Sun Boyang.)

35 general public

The general public is all-encompassing, but the most representative are the most numerous and hardest-working people, who are both strong in character and stubborn to the end, who are kind and hateful by nature, who are united and scattered, angry and angry. In silence, their eyes were sharp and they were forced to go blind.

Sun Boyang and Sun Lauer got out of the car slowly. The hospital in front of them was different from other homes that Sun Lauer had seen. It was white everywhere, instead of the yellow and dark yellow of "wood running rampant". Everything looked extraordinarily bright and clean. There are more people.

"Put on the mask." Sun Boyang took out two simple cloth masks from the small box in front of the door and handed them to Sun Raul.

"Why are you wearing a mask?" Although Sun Raul was a little puzzled, he put it on obediently.

"Many diseases are transmitted through breathing. You should pay attention, especially here, and take extra care of your own health." Sun Boyang also put on a mask, pushed the door in, and walked into a place that was originally very spacious, but because of people. In the crowded waiting hall.

The waiting hall is crowded with people, and everyone sits side by side waiting for the doctor's diagnosis, chatting with each other about today's living conditions while wearing masks. They are diagnosing and providing treatment to their own patients. Thin beads of sweat appear on their foreheads. It is obvious that they are already very tired today, and they probably have not rested until now.

"Sir, please line up, it will definitely be your turn."

The doctor on the left saw Sun Boyang and Sun Lauer crossing the crowd to their side, and quickly raised his head to explain to the two of them. Only then did Sun Lauer see the doctor's face clearly. Under the heavy mask, his eyes were piercing and tired. His body did not drag down his spirit, and his eyes were serious and kind. Sun Lauer felt as if he saw a friend, and could not help but respect this doctor from the bottom of his heart.

"We're not here to see a doctor." Sun Boyang and Sun Raul looked at each other without revealing their identities, but said in a low voice.

"Then you... are here to get the medicine?" the doctor on the left asked suspiciously.

"No, we just came to see you." Sun Boyang pulled over two vacant benches, sat down with Sun Lauer, and sat obliquely behind the doctor.

"Probably a colleague." The doctor on the right stopped to make a diagnosis, and said to the doctor on the left side of his head.

"Well, it seems so, then gentlemen, please keep quiet. The diagnosis requires silence. As long as you don't disturb your work, you two can watch it for as long as you want." The doctor on the left turned his head slightly and raised his hand and said.

"You are busy with your work." Sun Boyang smiled under the mask and raised his hands.

"Brother, why didn't you tell me your identity?" Sun Raul was a little puzzled, and asked Sun Boyang strangely.

"Hush, don't make a sound, just watch." Sun Boyang pressed Sun Raul's hand and said.

"Old man, you are not breathing very well, probably there is a problem with your lungs. You should pay attention to rest, do as little heavy work as possible, and rest for a few days. In this way, I will prescribe a medicine for you, and you must take it on time for a week Come back to me later, and I will see you again." The doctor put down the simple stethoscope in his hand, and said earnestly to the old man in patched clothes in front of him.

"Thank you so much, doctor, thank you for diagnosing me. You don't know. Master Peter's furniture store is full of crumbs every day. Every breath smells like sawdust. I really have no choice. Give us a doctor, I can only come to you for a diagnosis."

The old man stood up and bent over, struggling to hold the doctor's hand. The doctor quickly stood up, shook hands and helped the old man sit down. The old man waved his hands and planned to get up and go back, but the doctor quickly pressed him down Look at the old man with such eyes.

"What are you doing with me? I don't have the money to buy medicine." The old man took off his mask and smiled wryly.

"Don't rush, don't worry, remember first, you will pay back after you pay the wages." The doctor said comfortingly, patting the old man on the shoulder.

"I can't owe you any more. I've come to you to owe you several times. How dare I ask you again."

The old man covered his face and said in shame, he was sobbing, his body was twitching, and he was hunched over and didn't dare to raise his head at all.

"Oh, it's understandable. There's nothing you can do. The weather is bad this year and you'll get sick easily. Don't worry, you owe it first. You'll be fine. Come on, I'll prescribe medicine for you..."

The doctor comforted the old man a few more words, and began to write the prescriptions busily. Yongdalim’s medicine is a kind of medicine that combines Chinese and Western medicines similar to the earth. In terms of theory and various practical operations, Yongdalim’s medicine is more biased. Western learning, but in terms of pharmacology and medicine, it is more inclined to traditional Chinese medicine. This kind of mixed medicine is caused by historical legacy. In fact, in Yongdalim, doctors are not irreplaceable. The royal family and nobles, There are also big officials who prefer to use big priests to treat wounds and diseases. For this reason, Yongdalim's medicine has been developing with difficulty. As the saying goes, miracles come out of hardship. Under this kind of pressure, Yongdalim's medicine has not only not declined. , but vigorously revitalized, enough to treat many common diseases or traumas that are easy to get.

But it is a pity that medicine is expensive and irreplaceable. After all, doctors cannot be expected to solve all problems through surgery, not to mention that surgery also requires anesthetics. Therefore, Yongdalim's medical treatment is still expensive. relatively unacceptable.

"I really thank you." The old man barely stopped whimpering and looked up under the comfort of several people. He tremblingly took out three small copper coins from his arms. The size of these small copper coins is more common than that of Yong Dalim The big copper coins are much smaller, and the craftsmanship seems to be very rough, not very round, even square or polygonal. It seems that the big copper coins are simply smashed, and then the small copper coins are barely made without cutting and wearing out. Like a circle, this is a helpless transaction method at the bottom of Yongdalim, because the unified currency of the kingdom is only three kinds of gold, silver and copper, and these three currencies, even the copper coins with the lowest value, are relatively cheap for every need of life. Higher, the people at the bottom of Yongdalim have to find a way to cut and use copper coins to reduce the value of copper coins, and use weighing to measure the replaceable value.

This kind of practice is actually not encouraged by the government, but the low-level officials are very fond of it and will not stop it, because when they collect taxes, because the royal family does not allow this kind of behavior, they will not collect such broken copper coins. The people of Yongdalim can only hand it over to the officials' special casting workshops to recast large copper coins, and the officials will naturally receive losses, so they can naturally ask the people for more taxes, after all If there is loss, you must not pay enough, and the officials can ask for more.

"Old man! You can save it first, buy something to nourish your body, don't rush to give money, wait until you have the money and get it all together, don't be so anxious." The doctor quickly pressed the old man's hand and said.

"How can you not charge money?" Sun Raul was a little puzzled and wanted to stand up and ask. This is my brother's medical center. What does the medical center not charge for? With my brother's personality, I can charge less, but this is not the case. In a place where charity is given out, how can such a doctor not charge money on his own initiative?

"Don't worry, that's my permission." Seeing that Raul was about to stand up and question, Sun Boyang quickly pressed Sun Raul's hand and said, the voice of this explanation was slightly higher, which made the doctor subconsciously look back After seeing Sun Boyang and Sun Boyang, the doctor carefully observed the upper half of Sun Boyang's face, and a surprised expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's Mr. Sun Boyang! Why are you here!?"

All the waiting people at the side heard the doctor's raised voice and turned to look at the gentleman wearing the mask. Sun Boyang had no choice but to take off the mask and reveal his face.