Rebirth of the Wild Age

As the school year approached, I finished reading the book "Imagined Communities".

This book is regarded as a masterpiece by some people. Song Weiyang wanted to read it in his previous life, but he never got around to it. It just so happened that I found it in the library at the end of last semester, so I borrowed it for a read, and read it intermittently throughout the summer before finishing it.

A little pleasantly surprised, but also very disappointed.

It can be called a good work, even an excellent work, but it is far from a masterpiece. Compared with Stalin's nationalist theory, this book goes to the other extreme.

Song Weiyang believes that this book is not suitable for young people under the age of 20 to read, it is easy to mislead people's worldview, it is too radical and one-sided. Of course, Song Weiyang's reading gains are not small. Many arguments in "Imagined Community" have brought him a refreshing feeling, which can be used as a reference.

"It's a pity." Song Weiyang threw the book on the table.

"What's the pity?" Lin Zhuoyun was also reading "Imagined Communities". Before she finished reading it, she casually flipped through it when she was bored.

Song Weiyang said with a smile: "The author of this book was born in China, and his father has also worked in China for decades. He said that in order to avoid 'Eurocentrism', he aimed his research at South America. But he completely Ignoring China, there is no discussion and analysis of China, and his theory cannot explain the formation of the Chinese nation. Some...well, it feels like grandstanding."

"Haha, Zhang Lin admires this book very much. If she hasn't gone abroad, she will definitely have a debate with you." Lin Zhuoyun laughed.

Teacher Lin’s roommate has already gone to Germany. He is indeed a top student. He can communicate in German in just two and a half months of study. The price is that he only sleeps for five hours a day. He is learning German while eating and walking.

Song Weiyang stayed upstairs with Lin Zhuoyun until noon, and the two went downstairs to eat holding hands.

The chef in the store has already started working. The head chef used to work in a state-owned restaurant and brought two apprentices with him. Their Chinese food skills must be fine. Some time ago, Song Weiyang sent them to learn Western food, such as frying steaks and making pasta. Now they have basically learned it.

"Master She, two servings of fried rice!" Song Weiyang shouted to the back kitchen.

"Okay!" shouted the chef.

"Fry one for me too!" Ding Ming popped his head out from behind the computer screen. This guy doesn't go back to the dormitory, but stays in the cafe all day surfing the Internet. He has evolved into an Internet-addicted teenager in ancient times.

Although Song Weiyang often surfs the Internet, each time does not exceed 30 minutes. Ding Ming spent all day at the bbs station, occupying a network cable for a long time, crowding out other people who wanted to log in to the station for several hours.

Brother Xiao Ma was very helpless about this, and once even asked: "Don't you need to work? How do you have so much time and money to surf the Internet? Why don't you just send me 4,000 yuan and I'll give you a special phone line. "

Ding Ming was quite guilty, and quickly remitted 4,000 yuan, and said to Xiao Ma, "Thank you, I have caused trouble for my brothers."

Little Ma was completely speechless.

"Brother Yang, sister Zhuo, do you want to chat online?" Ding Ming got up and asked.

Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said, "No need."

Song Weiyang said, "Let's talk."

There are always people who want to harm me: I'm back again.

pony: The emperor didn't show up for several days, everyone thought you lost money in stocks and had no money to go online.

There are always people who want to harm me: I have a nickname called God of Stocks, how could I lose money?

pony: The Changhong incident is such a big deal, are you really right?

There are always people who want to harm me: Haha, I left at the highest point.

Wang Er: You are awesome!

There are always people who want to harm me: You are welcome.

Wang Er: My name is Wang Er.

There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me: Okay, Second Primary.

Wang Er: Get out!

There are always troublemakers who want to harm me: Erxiao, are you a fan of Wang Xiaobo's books?

Wang Er: I am Wang Xiaobo.

There are always people who want to harm me: My cousin is still Li Yinhe.

Wang Er: Don't pretend to be my cousin.

There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me: Oh, I am really involved in the drama.

pony: Wang Er and I just exchanged technical issues, he is very good at programming. If he claims to be Wang Xiaobo, then he may really be himself. There are many companies in Zhongguancun who want to invite Wang Xiaobo to work.

There are always people who want to harm me: Wang Xiaobo can program?

pony: He is a senior in this line of work. By the way, Wang Er just talked with me about the production of e-books, and he also compiled a Chinese pinyin input method based on win32 sdk.

There are always people who want to harm me: You are all big brothers...

There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me: Er Xiao, why don't you talk.

Wang Er: Don't make trouble, I'm receiving the envelope from Xiaoma.

There are always people who want to harm me: Er Xiao, send me a set of signed copies of the "Time" trilogy and "Doubt" trilogy, I am your loyal book fan.

Wang Er: Don’t call me my name indiscriminately. I’ll give it to you.

There are always people who want to harm me: Brother, you are my real brother, I love you to death.

pony: Shameless!

Wang Er: Send the mailing address to my e-mail.

Hua Tsai: Really Wang Xiaobo? My God, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon here.

Song Weiyang kept talking nonsense with Wang Er, and when the fried rice was served, he was basically sure that it was Wang Xiaobo.

Wang Xiaobo, a super big name in the Chinese literary world, is actually a senior IT boss.

As early as 1990, Wang Xiaobo was doing statistical work for the sociology of Peking University. He wanted to be lazy and had no software, and it was difficult to find related IT reference books, so he compiled a set of statistical programs by himself. He wrote to his friend as follows: "In my opinion, it is enough to solve various matrix problems, and of course there must be various distribution functions. Anyway, I am just messing around, so I will try my best, let's not mess around.

This guy is really dawdling, he's too lazy to even write a novel with a pen. So in 1991, he compiled a set of pinyin input methods for the DOS system, which was specially used to type and write novels. It took so much effort, mainly because he was too lazy to memorize the five strokes.

It is estimated that Wang Xiaobo should be the first writer in China to code words with a computer.

He has been busy making e-books recently, because his novels are becoming more and more difficult to publish, and he belongs to the focus of 404 mythical beasts.

Having said so much, in fact, writing novels and programming are both his side jobs. Wang Xiaobo's main job is to teach statistics at Peking University and Renmin University of China.

Song Weiyang went to eat fried rice, but Lin Zhuoyun and Ding Ming sat in front of the computer chatting with Wang Xiaobo with a pilgrimage mentality.

Wang Xiaobo is really awesome. In China in the mid-1990s, the most popular novelist was Wang Shuo, and the second was Wang Xiaobo. When it comes to overseas influence, Wang Xiaobo can beat Wang Shuo a few blocks away, and he also has countless fans in Hong Kong, Taiwan and Southeast Asia.

"Weiyang, Wang Xiaobo talked to me!" Lin Zhuoyun said excitedly.

Song Weiyang said: "Don't talk about literature with him, this guy is writing pornographic books, and it's easy to lead children away."

Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said, "Vulgar!"

"Drip, drop, drop!"

A burst of paging sounded, and Song Weiyang took out a big Han Xian to have a look, and left a message: I found it, and you are satisfied.

Well, in the message sent by the detective, Song Weiyang did not leave a mobile phone number for the detective, but only a paging number.