My Inseparable House Guests

"Look at this news." Fang Ze casually clicked on a recent hot news on Weibo, and then unfolded all the comments of the following big Vs about this incident for Lu Xun to read.

"What do you think?" Fang Ze looked at Lu Xun and asked.

"The comments on this." Lu Xun pointed to the comments below the news after reading the news, "Is it true that anyone can post it without being reviewed by the editor or something like that."

"Yes." Fang Ze nodded, and said to Lu Xun, "On the Internet, as long as they don't offend the crab gods and beasts, everyone can express their opinions."

"How is the order arranged?" Lu Xun pointed to the first few comments and said, "Is it arranged according to the time when the comments were published?"

"No, it's ranked according to popularity. That is, if you like one of these remarks, you can give him a like. The more people like it, the higher the ranking."

"That's it." After reading all the comments, Lu Xun said, "Then I don't think I have anything to say."

"Why is there nothing to say?" Fang Ze was a little disbelieving, and he said to Lu Xun, "Although some of these comments are good, they are still far behind your level. Sentence."

"There is really nothing to say." Lu Xun resolutely rejected Fang Ze's proposal.

"We spoke at that time because the public could not speak, so scholars would speak for the public. Now the public can speak. So no matter whether what we say is good or bad, or whether it is right or not, it is what the public speaks out. There is no need for us to say anything more." Lu Xun said while reaching for his pocket, but found nothing.

"Is there any smoke?"

"There should be. I'll go and have a look in my dad's drawer." Fang Ze hurried out and found in Dad Fang's drawer the special cigarettes that Dad usually entertained guests with, and handed it to Lu Xun.

"The appearance of this cigarette is exquisite." Lu Xun lit the cigarette, glanced at the comments casually, and then said, "If I was born in this era, I would probably be an unknown doctor in my life."

"How could it be?" Fang Ze somewhat disagreed with Lu Xun's statement, "A talented person will succeed wherever he goes. In this era, if you abandon medicine and pursue literature, you will still be a great writer."

"I'm not a great writer now, why should I say the same?" Lu Xun said modestly, "In our era, people like me were needed to speak up, so I did. Think about it carefully, do you still need a Lu Xun now? ?”

"I am just a dead person to you, so you are willing to beautify me and think that I am a warrior, because no matter who I criticize, it has nothing to do with you and will not be annoying to you. But if I am still alive, you must would hate me. Because I would criticize people or things that you wouldn't want me to criticize."

"Dead critics are the best critics." After Lu Xun finished speaking, he took a puff of cigarette and watched Fang Ze stop talking.

indeed.

When Lu Xun said this, Fang Ze instantly understood why Lu Xun didn't want to say more.

Because no matter what he says, there will always be people who oppose it and people who will always support it.

Supporters hailed him as a saint, while opponents slandered him as a fraud.

The reason why we often refer to Lu Xun's criticisms of the current situation is that the people Lu Xun criticized have nothing to do with the current people and will not offend anyone.

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Benefit.

So everyone is happy to support and quote.

But if Lu Xun was criticizing the current people, no matter who he was criticizing, he would always be criticized and opposed.

Even if he has been criticizing the bad guys that everyone recognizes, after a long time, there will be good people who will say why this person is always rubbing the heat.

In an era when everyone can speak out,

It is true that people like Lu Xun are no longer needed, or in other words, even a person like Lu Xun will only have a small group of supporters in this era, while there will be more people who oppose him.

Lu Xun was still not used to the Internet. After Fang Ze gave him a few books, he just sat on the balcony and read a book, smoking a cigarette by himself.

Fang Ze stayed in the bedroom alone, still thinking about how to explain Lu Xun's identity when Fang's father and mother came, and Fang's father called. The master's research institute has a project to be busy recently, and during this time, food and lodging will be required. In the research institute, I can't go home for the time being.

Mother Fang also didn't go home.

Although the affairs of the research institute have nothing to do with Fang's mother, if Fang's father doesn't come home, Fang's mother will be bored to stay alone, and simply go back to her mother's house to play, without thinking about the fact that she still has a son.

Early the next morning, Fang Ze was lying on the bed with sleepy eyes, struggling with life and death under the covers, when Lin Jingxuan called and urged Fang Ze to come over.

"So anxious." Fang Ze lazily said while holding the phone, "Whether it's translating texts or making small games about what Lu Xun said, it won't be completed in a short while. Why are you in such a hurry for these few hours? .”

"That's it." Hearing Lin Jingxuan's voice, he seemed to be in a good mood, "I have a friend who recommended me an investor. This investor is very optimistic about my game and will come to my studio for field inspection in a few days. If you are satisfied, you will inject capital into me.

So I thought, let’s translate the text first, and then let the investor see it. We also have an international perspective. We want to sell this game internationally. Maybe the investment will be even greater. a little. "

"Okay." Fang Ze sat up from the bed and said, "I'll call Uncle Zhou later, we'll come over together later."

After getting up and washing his face, Fang Ze went to call Lu Xun in the bedroom, but when he opened the door, he found that there was no one at all.

The quilt and pillows on the bed were neatly folded together, exactly the same as when Fang Ze packed them up last night.

It seems that Lu Xun didn't sleep here at all last night.

Fang Ze slapped his head and went to the balcony, and then saw Lu Xun lying on the bamboo chair and reading a book.

The trash can by the table was already full of cigarette butts, Fang Ze gave Lu Xun a few special packs of cigarettes, and now there is no one left.

"Uncle Zhou." Fang Ze called softly.

Hearing Fang Ze's cry, Lu Xun said without raising his head, "Go to bed first, don't worry about me, I'll go to sleep after reading for a while."

"I, I." Fang Ze was so amused by Lu Xun's words that he didn't know how to answer.

Lu Xun heard that Fang Ze's tone was wrong, so he looked up at the sky in front of him.

"It's already dawn."

"Yes, you watched it all night." Fang Ze said to Lu Xun after turning off the light in the bedroom.

"The light is so bright that I always thought it was still daytime." Lu Xun closed the book gently and put it on the table.