Dongou City's old saying that eat on Chinese New Year's Eve and sleep in the first month, but Lin Miao hardly ate anything on Chinese New Year's Eve, and on the morning of the first day of the first month, the quality of sleep is also very worrying. After Lin Miao was woken up, in addition to praising the policy of banning firecrackers in the capital a few years later, he also felt a little empty after the war.

Five minutes on stage, half a year off the stage, just to let hundreds of millions of people pay full attention for a while, almost drained his spirit, not to mention the consumption of vitality, it is simply an overdraft of life......

After a moment of being in a daze, the door creaked and someone pushed in. Xiao Lori, who was also woken up, was dressed very thinly, and happily got into Lin Miao's quilt, hugged Lin Miao and hummed, saying that it was warmer for two people to sleep together.

Lin Miao was dizzy, and was hugged into her arms by little Lori, her body and mind relaxed all of a sudden, and the sound of firecrackers outside was not taken seriously, and after a while, the two little guys fell asleep together. After a while, Qin Wanqiu secretly poked the door open and took a look, seeing that the posture of the two of them was very clean and innocent this time, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and retreated.

slept until nearly 12 o'clock at noon, after Lin Miao got up and eaten, he took Xiaoxiao with him, and greeted Xu Yiguang in the resentful gaze of Xiao Lori, and the three of them went out together. On the first day of the first lunar month, it stands to reason that you should go to the elders' house to say hello, but the elders of Lin Miao's family are either already hanging, or it is not worth running over to say hello, only one grandmother is left, and this time is far away in Dongou City, and although Master Guo Heling is a little closer, but there is no need for Lin Miao to go over, thinking about this season, Master's house must be overcrowded, and even the beautiful little nanny and little beautiful girl have to fly up with all kinds of tea and water, and there is definitely no time to take care of him......

Thinking about it like this, before leaving Beijing, the only place Lin Miao could go to was Wei Jun's side.

Lin Miao didn't bring a secretary with him, and it was not safe for the child to go out alone, so he could only ask Xu Yiguang to accompany him, to be honest, it was a little embarrassing, but there was really no other way, he couldn't turn around and let Wei Jun go to the sheepskin alley to ask his little junior brother for peace.

Wei Jun lives in a house divided by the unit, which is very close to the Social Science Bureau. The taxi arrived in less than 20 minutes, and after a while, I found the door, Wei Jun's wife opened the door, and there were many people in the family. When everyone saw Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao, the two child stars who became famous overnight last night, they couldn't help but cheer, and then, there were all kinds of autographs, all kinds of must-answer questions confirming that Lin Miao was the author of "Looking for Immortals", and all kinds of good words that Xiaoxiao couldn't help but praise the little girl for being so beautiful, which made Xiaoxiao very unbearable.

After chatting for a while, Wei Jun took Lin Miao into the bookstore and handed the printed first draft of "The Truth" to Lin Miao to read. Lin Miao weighed the thick manuscript, and said in his heart that Lao Wei was worthy of the existence of the deputy director of the Social Science Bureau, and he wrote 20,000 words in the preface alone.

The content added later starts from the gathering and hunting production mode of primitive social tribes, and discusses how the information exchange of human individuals has changed from accurate and straightforward to twisted and turned, and the establishment of the power transfer system between tribes and city-states gradually formed with the growth of tribes and the increase of population, and the accompanying formation of social public order and good customs, moral norms, legal systems, and political systems, and their increasingly full, differentiated, perfected, conservative, decomposed, improved, and improved processes have brought to the "distortion" of language information transmission. Spatially, from the West to the East, from the small aspect, from the progress of productive forces, changes in the mode of production to changes in lifestyles, and in the big aspect, from the "concept conflict" between civilizations to the "truth" between countries, the war of words, and thus extended to several barbaric wars launched in the Middle Ages to seize the right to speak.

Lin Miao held the manuscript and read it for two hours, and after reading it, she became more and more uneducated, and would only call me grass.

Wei Jun was still unsatisfied, and said regretfully: "Your entry point for this topic is indeed very good. The topic is very interesting: What are we talking about when we talk about others? What are the Chinese talking about when they talk about people in the United States? What kind of message do Americans convey to us when they talk about Chinese? What is the purpose behind this information transmission? To be honest, it is quite enlightening.

When I wrote the preface to this book, I thought that if I could let my doctoral students write an article on this subject, it should be quite valuable after it is published, and it will be a wake-up call to some revisionist ideas in China. But if you want to use it, I won't take it away. I have already sent this thing to Dean Xun's e-mail, and he said that he will reply to me within three days, and when the time comes, I will send you all the articles and materials together, and you can see for yourself if there are any additions and revisions. ”

Lin Miao cried when she heard this.

Originally, he just wanted to scold those pink eyes, but when he came to Wei Jun, he directly became the world and the world......

Lin Miao couldn't help but feel deeply depressed for her little citizens, and felt that she couldn't raise her head in front of her senior brother.

The ideological consciousness is so low, it is too special to drag the teacher's hind legs......

"By the way, I want you to write this article, in which direction do you plan to write it?" Wei Jun suddenly asked Lin Miao again.

Lin Miao thought for a while and replied: "Gossip is small to an individual, and the essential purpose is to harm others and benefit oneself, and this kind of self-interest can be direct or indirect. Zoom in to the collective, nation, and national levels, and the truth is certainly the same. If it is good for oneself to kill others, then in the process of killing others, as long as the banner of justice is erected, and through moral slogans and self-talk, the blood, cruelty and barbarism behind the atrocities can be covered.

As long as the fist is big enough, not only will no one dare to jump out and accuse these slogans of being lies, but on the contrary, it will be able to attract many originally neutral people to participate in this kind of atrocity, and coerce the largest number of people to get a piece of the pie, so as to stabilize this discourse environment in turn.

As far as the United States is concerned, it is nothing more than profit-driven, lies to open the way, and bullets to kill, so when Americans talk about us, to put it bluntly, no matter how they talk, the ultimate goal is to undermine us, consume us, and weaken us. Good words and bad words cannot be taken seriously, and the key depends on whether we can obtain actual benefits and whether our interests have been infringed upon. That's the truth. ”

After listening to this, Wei Jun thought carefully for a moment, patted Lin Miao's shoulder, and looked very pleased.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, politely declining the warm invitation of Wei Jun's family to let him stay for dinner, Lin Miao took Xiaoxiao, who was praised very happily, back to Sheepskin Hutong.

In the next three days, Dongou City urged Lin Miao again and again, asking Lin Miao to quickly take Xiaoxiao home and accept interviews with various media, but Lin Miao remained unmoved, while continuing his review plan every day, he took the time to buy a piano for his home in Sheepskin Hutong, and the main building to the north couldn't fit it, so he put it in the small building in the west. In this way, Xiaoxiao will go to the Spring Festival Gala in the future, and she can directly call the teacher to her home to practice, and most of the time when Xiaoxiao is not there, Luo Li can also play casually and pick up the skills she lost.

Three days later, Xun Jianxiang finally completed the preamble he had promised. The number of words is not much, only more than 5,000 words, and the writing is concise, but the thinking is basically consistent with Wei Jun, which shows that they are all of the same school, and the teachers are of the same origin.

Lin Miao sent the entire 200,000-word manuscript to Ding Shaoyi through an email that had just become popular, and told Ding Shaoyi to publish two versions: one is an "emotional venting version" for the market, and the other is a "serious preaching version" that prints everything written by the three people intact. The titles of the books are all the same, but the authors of the former are in the order of Lin Miao and Wei Jun, and the authors of the latter are written in reverse, writing Wei Jun and Lin Miao.

Ding Shaoyi has been waiting for this book for three months, and after receiving the email, she can't wait to ask the editor of the publishing house to return to the unit to work overtime on the same day, and only wait for the proofreading to be completed within two or three days, and it will be published and listed immediately. Taking advantage of the popularity of "Looking for Immortals" and the Spring Festival Gala, as well as Lin Miao's own topicality, she is very much looking forward to a good sales of this book - "Looking for Immortals" is popular, but she can't always eat the old book of a book, and the performance of the publishing house still has to be full of flowers. So whether it is from the standpoint of a cultural scholar or from the perspective of being a family member of a publishing house, there is no reason why she should not care about the results of Lin Miao's debut novel.

After dealing with the last bit of chores, on February 23, the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, seeing that there were only three or four days left before the new semester, Lin Miao finally had to say goodbye to Xiao Lori and embark on the return journey back to Dongou City.

This morning, Xiao Lori stood at the gate of the yard, pulling Lin Miao reluctantly, crying but not crying, but there were too many words to contain: "You have to eat well, don't be picky, like me, eat two bowls of rice per meal to grow fast, although I still like you no matter how tall you are, but I still want you to be taller, so that when we go out shopping, others will not treat you as my brother."

If other girls write you love letters, you'd better not tear them down and throw them away, so that they will die, otherwise if they find out that they have read the letter, they will default to you having given them a chance, they are greedy for your fame, unlike me, I just like you, if you change your mind, don't come to me next time, let me die alone.

You must call me when you want me, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable in my heart, I am reluctant to tear down the paper stars you gave me, seeing that you are so busy every day, and the origami stars take so much time, I feel sorry for you every time I open one, so you should call me, it is best to call our school when I am in class, and the phone number of our school communication room is...... Woowoowoo......"

Qin Wanqiu couldn't help but cover Luo Li's mouth under the strong onlookers of her neighbors.

How could he give birth to such a shameless girl......

What a shame......

"Don't worry, there will be a lot of competitions next semester, and I don't know when I will come here to participate in the national finals of some competition. You go to school well, pay attention to protect yourself when you fight with your classmates, don't make trouble for your mother, it's still cold now, cover yourself with a quilt when you sleep, and be careful not to catch a cold. I'm leaving......" Lin Miao didn't care about the eyes of others at all, and hugged little Lori, but unfortunately she was almost a head shorter, and she could only hug her chest, and she couldn't hold the feeling of parting from the little couple at all.

Qin Wanqiu pulled Luo Li and sent Lin Miao, Xiaoxiao and Xu Yiguang out of the alley, and Wangfu Shi watched the three of them get into the taxi.

After getting into the car, Lin Miao and Xu Yiguang both sighed.

The driver of the car smiled when he saw this, and asked, "Dude, did you quarrel with your wife?"

Xu Yiguang was silent.

Lin Miao sighed faintly: "Alas, love......"

A whole car of people: "......"