Reborn Nobility

Chapter 32 Boy in Military Uniform

At this time, Xia Xiaoluo was holding a copy of "Chronicles of the Kingdoms of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty" and reading it with gusto, while Qu Xiaoyuan was immersed in the powerful story of "Robinson Crusoe".

He longed for the protagonist's difficult but free life on an isolated island. Before, when Xia Xiaoluo dragged him to read a book, he was unwilling to do so, but now he is slowly realizing the joy of reading.

"Records of the Kingdoms of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty" is a book with a very exciting and cruel storyline. Probably because the people of the pre-Qin Dynasty have not yet been enlightened by the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, and have not yet had the influence of the Han Dynasty that deposed hundreds of schools of thought and only respected Confucianism, the folk customs are extremely tough. For the sake of the throne, they can

Xia Xiaoluo was horrified to see the murder of his brother, his father and his mother, regardless of the three cardinal principles and the five constant principles.

Qu Xiaoyuan said: "It's boring. Robinson Crusoe has finished reading it. It's boring." After finishing a book, he felt as if he was saying goodbye to the world in the book, and he was a little reluctant to leave.

"If you are bored, you can go to the readers club on the third floor. There are many middle school students there."

The female salesperson reminded me kindly.

"Readers Club? What's fun?" Xia Xiaoluo asked.

"There are more people of the same age. They often discuss literature, poetry, and so on..." The female salesperson picked up the canned and bottled chrysanthemum tea and took a sip.

Xia Xiaoluo remembered that in the early 1990s, after officially experiencing the "scars", "reflections", "reforms", "diversification" and other literary trends of the 1980s, ordinary people's enthusiasm for literature was unprecedentedly high.

Gu Cheng's phrase "The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light." Almost every literate person can recite it. The poetry of the coquettish school of hazy poetry represented by Shu Ting has softened the mood of a generation.

heart.

At that time, literary youth was a compliment. Writing a hazy poem and playing a small guitar were a powerful tool to seduce literary young women.

Xia Xiaoluo said to Qu Xiaoyuan: "Go up and have a look. It's not fun. Let's leave later."

The two came to the third floor of the library and saw a nameplate inlaid on the wooden door of a room that said "Readers Club".

Hey, the third floor serves as the warehouse of Xinhua Bookstore. It is difficult for ordinary people to get to this place. Who would have thought that there is something special here? However, there is no sign in the lobby on the first floor that there is a readers club here.

It can be seen that the leaders of Xinhua Bookstore really do not have much business acumen, or under the rigid system, there is no intrinsic motivation to improve the business situation.

The two of them looked at the door and saw more than a dozen young boys and girls sitting inside, discussing something.

A boy wearing a white shirt said: "We have made friends through literature. We have been discussing literature for several days. We have learned a lot from each other. How about we have a poetry battle and have fun?"

The speaker is Feng Yunshan, a sophomore at Luoshui County No. 1 High School and the webmaster of the school radio station. He has many articles published in magazines such as "Boys and Girls" and "Middle School Students Reading". Among middle school students in Luoshui County

He is quite a famous person and very popular with girls.

He was sitting on one side of the table with several boys and girls. Opposite him were two boys. One was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a clean crew cut, and the other was obviously younger, looking like a teenager.

Both were wearing green military T-shirts.

It's obviously the clothes worn by adults that have been remodeled to a smaller size. Even so, they still look slightly bulky. However, in this hot and unbearable summer, they are quite suitable for ventilation and heat dissipation.

The teenage boy wrinkled his nose, rolled his eyes, and said: "Hey, how many decent people can there be in this small county? I don't believe it. Writing poetry will scare you to death, brother.

, just write a few articles for fun."

He has a taste of Beijing and a sense of being arrogant, which is really incompatible with his young age.

"Xiao Wu, shut up. There are many outstanding people in the Central Plains, hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Don't be ignorant at such a young age that the sky is high and the earth is high. What did grandpa teach us? If you work modestly, many will follow you; if you are arrogant and arrogant, many will fall away."

The young man in military uniform on the left said.

The arrogant look on the little boy's face disappeared completely, and he slumped down on the chair. He was obviously very afraid of this young man in military uniform and said no more.

The young man in military uniform said: "Yunshan, Wang Guowei said in the opening chapter of "Human Words" that 'the realm of poetry is the highest. If there is a realm, it will have its own high style and its own famous sentences', but realm is the most difficult thing to judge in the world.

It’s hard to distinguish between poems when we compete with each other, so why bother?”

During this time, Feng Yunshan discussed literature with the boy in military uniform for several days, and his views often conflicted with his.

This young man in military uniform seems to have high standards. He has a low opinion of the domestic literary world and ruthlessly criticizes Feng Yunshan as an idol. As for their literary views, the two of them are completely different. The young man in military uniform believes that articles need to be interesting and just to entertain others and themselves.

Feng Yunshan, on the other hand, believes that articles should be written to convey the truth and educate the world.

The two argued for several days, and finally the young man in military uniform raised his hands and surrendered, but this made Feng Yunshan feel even more humiliated, feeling that he just didn't bother to argue with him.

Today, Feng Yunshan invited all the literature-loving teenagers from the middle and high schools in Luoshui County, and even invited the No. 1 pen holder of the school radio station, Chu Xiuhan, a talented girl from the No. 1 High School in Luoshui County, to join the battle.

Chu Xiuhan's poetry and articles were not inferior to his, but he acted in a low-key manner and never made any publicity. He secretly wrote articles under a pseudonym to earn royalties. Not many people knew about it, but his talent was definitely above Feng Yunshan's.

At this time, Chu Xiuhan said softly and authentically: "Yunshan's talk about 'fighting poems' is exaggerated. We just want to have fun and let the other party be honest. In our small county, there are not many people who understand literature. You are from Beijing."

, the level will definitely not be low, and I hope you will give me some advice."

These few words were spoken very appropriately and with a very low posture, which made the tense atmosphere invisible. It seemed that this "poetry battle" conference had become a happy one.

Chu Xiuhan was sitting with Xia Xiaoluo and Qu Xiaoyuan outside the door. Her voice was extremely soft, but there was a kind of power that was irrefutable.

The young man in military uniform smiled slightly and said, "Xiuhan, that's good, let's just play."

When Xia Xiaoluo heard the poem, it seemed that the two people were from Beijing. They were not convinced by each other and several local literary youths. There was a sense of tension and tension. He thought to himself, I can't play this poem. If I want to

I plagiarized several poems. From the early 1990s to 2011, except for "Lihua Style" which became famous because Mr. Han scolded me, I had never seen a few poems that I could remember.

The truly outstanding poems all appeared in the 1980s. Those of you here are all familiar with them, and there is no chance of plagiarism.

Xia Xiaoluo made a look to Qu Xiaoyuan, which meant: "Withdraw."

Qu Xiaoyuan wanted to run away a long time ago. Fighting was okay, "Fighting Poems" - what's the point of fighting?

The two were about to move away when a voice suddenly remembered - "Friends outside, you have been standing there for so long, why don't you come in?" It was the young man in military uniform who spoke up.

Chu Xiuhan and the others all turned around to look at the two of them.

A beautiful girl came into Xia Xiaoluo's eyes.

I saw Chu Xiuhan's pair of wonderful eyes like two dark gems, shining with a soul-stirring light. Her delicate nose had a soft curve, her mouth was small and red, and thin beads of sweat oozed from her snow-white skin.

In the hot summer, it actually gives people a refreshing feeling. It can be said that the skin is ice-cold.

A simple floral skirt wraps a delicate and uplifting body that is as energetic as a small tree, but it is very similar to the bohemian style that is very popular in the 21st century.

A pair of linen slippers hang on the slender feet, giving people a lazy and comfortable feeling.

She glanced at Xia Xiaoluo and the two of them, as if she were scanning a building of ordinary plants without any vitality, without stopping at all, and turned back.

Xia Xiaoluo was about to leave, but he felt her indifferent eyes. For some reason, he walked in with steps, sat on the chair next to him from a distance, and said, "I don't understand poetry, can I just sit next to you and listen?"

?”

The young man in military uniform smiled at him, giving him a warm feeling, and said: "You can sit here, you can sit down."

Xia Xiaoluo smiled slightly: "No need."

When Chu Xiuhan and Feng Yunshan saw two unrelated people coming in, they felt irritated and glanced at Xia Xiaoluo and Qu Xiaoyuan coldly.

They actually held back their energy and wanted to defeat this young man from Beijing in terms of poetry and poetry. Their exchanges with this young man in the past few days made them very disgusted with this boy.

No one can see it in his eyes.

A few days ago, when talking about Shaanxi writer Lu Yao, who had just won the Contradictory Literature Award for his book "The Ordinary World," the young man in military uniform said: "I think Lu Yao is illiterate. His writing always remains emotional and irrational.

For example, the tragedy of Gao Jialin in "Life" was caused by the employment system and household registration system, and the inability of the labor force to circulate freely, rather than a simple modern Chen Shimei. And the characters he wrote did not have the power to transcend the times and penetrate history, and they were not ordinary lives.

, but a mediocre life.”

You know, Lu Yao can be said to be the spiritual godfather of a generation in the 1980s and 1990s. The book "The Ordinary World" touched countless people and inspired countless people.

For him to belittle Lu Yao like this can be described as "treasonous".

In the eyes of everyone who were surprised and even hated and despised, the young man in military uniform remained calm and said calmly: "Lu Yao doesn't love farmers as much as the world thinks. In his heart, he despises agriculture and longs for industrial civilization. For example, my impression

A profound sentence is in "The Ordinary World", Tian Xiaoxia asked Sun Shaoping to drink water, and Sun Shaoping said, I am not thirsty. Lu Yao added the sentence 'like a farmer' at the end."

Feng Yunshan admired Lu Yao very much. He retorted: "First write a novel that goes beyond "The Ordinary World", and then criticize him."

Who knew that the young man in military uniform was not irritated at all, but said calmly: "To evaluate the taste of an egg, you don't necessarily have to lay an egg yourself to be qualified, right?"

Feng Yunshan couldn't refute this metaphor.

Today we are going to see something real. It is a mule or a horse that is being led out for a ride.

Although Chu Xiuhan appears calm on the surface, she is actually very confident in her talent, even arrogant. She thinks that few people can surpass her in terms of intelligence and talent in poetry and poetry, and she can't wait to compete with the boy in military uniform.