Approaching the beginning of school, I finished reading the book "Imagined Community".

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

There were some surprises, but also very disappointments.

It can be called a good work, or even an excellent work, but it is still far from a divine work. In contrast to Stalin's theory of nationalism, the 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, and it is easy to deviate people's world view, and it is too radical and one-sided. Of course, Song Weiyang's reading gains are not small, and many of the arguments in "Imagined Community" have brought him a refreshing feeling that can be used as a reference.

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

"What's the pity?" Lin Zhuoyun is also reading "Imaginary Community", and before she finishes reading it, she flips through it casually when she is bored.

Song Weiyang laughed: "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 targeted South America. However, he completely ignored China, did not have any discussion and analysis of China, and his theory could not explain the formation of the Chinese nation. Some...... Well, sensationalism. ”

"Haha, Zhang Lin is very respectful of this book. If she hadn't gone abroad yet, she would have had a debate with you. Lin Zhuoyun said with a smile.

Mr. Lin's roommate has already gone to Germany, and he is worthy of being a top student, and he can communicate in German in a daily way in only two and a half months of study - at the cost of sleeping only five hours a day, learning German when eating and walking, and listening to German tapes even in the shower.

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

The chef in the store has already taken up his post, and the chef used to work in a state-run restaurant, and he also brought two apprentices. Their Chinese food skills must be no problem, some time ago they were sent by Song Weiyang to learn Western food, frying steak, making pasta or something, and now they have basically learned, and the students who fool around will definitely pass.

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

"All right!" roared the chef.

"Fry me too!" Ding Ming popped his head out from behind the computer screen. This guy doesn't go back to the dormitory, he stays in the café all day long and surfs the Internet, and has evolved into an Internet addict teenager in ancient times.

Although Song Weiyang also surfs the Internet frequently, it does not take more than 30 minutes each time. Ding Ming soaked in the BBS station all day and night, occupying a network line for a long time, squeezing other people who wanted to land at the station outside for several hours and couldn't get in.

Brother Xiao Ma was very helpless about this, and once even asked: "Don't you need to work? How can you have so much time and money to surf the Internet? Why don't you send me 4,000 yuan, and I will pull a telephone line for you." ”

Ding Ming felt quite guilty, and quickly remitted 4,000 yuan, and said to Brother Xiaoma: "Thank you, you have caused trouble to my brothers." ”

Little Pony was completely speechless.

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

Lin Zhuoyun smiled: "No." ”

Song Weiyang said: "Let's talk. ”

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

Pony: The emperor hasn't shown up for several days, and everyone still thinks that you lost money in stock trading and have no money to go online.

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

Pony: The Changhong incident is so big, you really didn't lose?

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

Wang Er: You're awesome!

There are always Diao people who want to harm me: the second little is polite.

Wang Er: My name is Wang Er.

There are always Diao people who want to harm me: Okay, the second small.

Wang Er: Get out!

There are always Diao people who want to harm me: Er Xiao, are you a fan of Wang Xiaobo's book, what kind of broken name did you name.

Wang Er: I am Wang Xiaobo.

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

Wang Er: Don't try to pretend to be my cousin-in-law.

There are always Diao people who want to harm me: Heh, it's really deep in the play.

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

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

Pony: He's a senior in this line of work. By the way, Wang Er just talked to me about e-book production, and he also compiled a set of Chinese character pinyin input method based on IN32 SDK.

There are always people who want to harm me: you are all big guys......

There are always Diao people who want to harm me: Erxiao, why don't you speak.

Wang Er: Don't make a fuss, I'm collecting the envelope from the pony.

There are always Diao people who want to harm me: Erxiao, send me a signed version of the "Time" trilogy and the "Doubt" trilogy, I am your loyal book lover.

Wang 2: Don't call me by name, I'll give it to you.

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

Pony: Shameless!

Wang Er: Send me the mailing address in your e-mail.

Andy: Oh my God, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Song Weiyang has been talking nonsense with Wang Er, and when the fried rice is served, he has basically determined that this is Wang Xiaobo.

Wang Xiaobo, a superstar in the Chinese literary world, is actually a senior IT boss.

As early as 1990, Wang Xiaobo was doing statistical work for the Institute of Sociology of Peking University, but he wanted to be lazy and had no software, and it was difficult to find relevant IT tool books, so he compiled a set of statistical programs by himself. He wrote to a friend as follows: "In my opinion, it is enough to solve all kinds of matrix problems, and of course there must be all kinds of distribution functions. Anyway, it's just nonsense, even if I try my best, let's mix it up less.

This thing is really messing around, it's too lazy, and I'm too lazy to even write with a pen. So in 1991, he compiled a set of Pinyin input method of the DOS system, which was specially used for typing and writing, and it took so much effort to mainly because he was too lazy to memorize the root of the five strokes.

It is estimated that Wang Xiaobo should be the first writer in China to use computer codewords.

He has been busy making e-books lately, because his is getting harder and harder to publish, and he belongs to the focus of 404 Divine Beasts.

Having said all this, in fact, writing and programming are his side jobs, Wang Xiaobo's main job is to be a teacher at Peking University and the National People's Congress, and the teaching content is statistics.

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

It's really Wang Xiaobo is too awesome, in China in the mid-90s, the most popular family was Wang Shuo, and the second was Wang Xiaobo. When it comes to overseas influence, Wang Xiaobo can throw Wang Shuo out of a few streets, and he also has countless book fans in Hong Kong, Taiwan and Southeast Asia.

"Wei Yang, Wang Xiaobo has spoken to me!" Lin Zhuoyun said excitedly.

Song Weiyang said: "Don't talk to him about literature, this guy writes little yellow books, and it is easy to bring children to harm." ”

Lin Zhuoyun smiled: "Vulgar!"

"Didi, Didi!"

A paging sounded, Song Weiyang took out the big man and looked at it, and the message was: I found it, you are satisfied.

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

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