Chapter 113: New Units
Feng Yuqiang is sometimes avant-garde, but sometimes he exudes a strong socialist temperament. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he said: "What is a unit? The unit is a place to settle down, and everyone has to find an organization to rely on, and it is convenient to do things with the backing of the organization. Our magazine, which is a cultural review, is closest to your career aspirations, so you should seriously consider it. ”
I think it's time to think about it, because I don't want to listen to him talk about these cosmic truths anymore: "Okay, I can come and intern for a while." ”
"That's right, literati are all high and narcissistic, holding back their energy, in today's words, what is it called, 'sullen', right, roar." His laughter was strange, like a roar coming out of his lungs after his throat was blocked, and like a sow hiding in his arms.
Feng Yuqiang was happy to find a modern word to describe himself, he happily combed his sparse hair with his hand, and continued, "When I was young, I was as arrogant as you, and life is like this, little by little. My advice to you, slowly accumulate some capital now, buy a house in the future, find a wife, have a few children, and live a normal life, isn't it like this for a lifetime? ”
"People will change, to be honest, Mr. Feng, I may not be powerless to change the world, but I don't want to be changed by the world so easily."
"Don't say it so absolutely, people are social animals, sometimes the times create heroes, and they also make bears, but bears are not necessarily less valuable than heroes. Why did the philosopher Heidegger stand for the Nazis at that time? Why did Guo Moruo write those articles that he couldn't bear to read? There's philosophy to learn. ”
"Since ancient times, the common problem of literati, didn't Wang Xiaobo say that literati are the best at reasoning, if the crooked reasoning of a society prevails, there is no reason to say, the literati will either die to uphold the truth, or stand up for the crooked reasoning. When Heidegger stood for the Nazis, the Nazis' ******** was not so clear, and he may have naively wanted to use the power of the Nazis to carry out his ideal revolution. As for Guo Moruo, it was purely for some vested interests, suffering from Stockholm syndrome, and had to compromise power. ”
He disagreed with my idea, touched his chin, and shook his head: "The great intellectual looks down on mankind, and he is defending against the people; The little intellectual looks down on mankind, he is the defense of the government. Heidegger and Guo Moruo belong to the big intellectuals, while we back then, and you now, all belong to the small intellectuals, and we didn't see through this logic. ”
"I don't agree with your definition of size, is a political elite who talks on stage big or a farmer who works hard in the fields? The answer given by a normal social ethics is probably to look at both equally. ”
"That's the ethics of the weak, the ethics of populism," Feng Yuqiang said, "At your age, it's good to stick to the current mentality, and I'm very happy to exchange some life philosophy with you." ”
"I don't have any philosophy, I just want to keep my original intention."
"Huang Dongfang, who fought a lawsuit with you, used to be on the same front with your father, you see what has become now, I haven't become like him, I feel that I am already a winner in life, I am also a person with a heart, but I was hidden by me, roaring and roaring." He let out that strange laugh like a sow snoring.
The man in front of me was a once vigorous aspiring young man, but now I can't find a little idealistic aura in him.
He seemed to have a mind reading skill, and said with a little regret: "My ideals have been swallowed into my stomach, some have turned into dung and pulled, and some are still in the body, sometimes regurgitating, reminiscing about the passion of the year." People will be old, at my age, it's too hypocritical to talk about ideals or something. ”
"Ideals have nothing to do with age, now I still hang ideals on my lips, one ideal at a time, that is really hypocritical, and many people's ideals, how high and pure they are, in the final analysis, are not money and beauty, they are all desires."
"Isn't that right? I have seen a lot of business elites, giving advice to young people in the media every day, what mentors to do, the bad things they have done in private, it is difficult to write, only they know how much original sin their wealth has, and some have to wake up with nightmares at night, I understand," he said, "Life is worldly, when I was as old as you, I still wanted to live a life alone, and I wanted to break with the secular world, and then I didn't get married, found a woman, and couldn't even talk about love, that is, to solve the problem between the lower legs, Vent when you are panicking. Men are almost the same, the so-called life is the laughing stock between the legs! ”
While chatting, two "jokes" from his laughing stock ran into the office on their heads. Two little girls, one 7 years old and one 4 years old, threw themselves into Feng Yuqiang's arms and called for their father as soon as they entered the house.
Then a mellow woman came in, with a sad face, as if she had a bitter hatred for the world: "Lao Feng, what time do you get off work, the children are clamoring to eat KFC, and they won't cook tonight!" Also, the faucet at home is broken, I didn't find a master to fix it, save some money, you go back tonight to fix it! The toilet has been blocked for two days, and if you don't fix it up, I'll fix your asshole at night. ”
She ignored my existence the whole time.
Feng Yuqiang kissed the two children, looked at his watch, and said impatiently: "Okay, good!" Immediately, you go down and wait for me, and I will come down to you after I have finished talking. ”
After the mellow woman walked away with the two little girls who were chattering, Feng Yuqiang said with some self-deprecation: "My wife used to be the editor of the magazine, marriage, it's all life, there is no big contradiction between the two of them, and that's it." ”
"The more you say that, the more I fear marriage."
"That's not true, there is only one woman like your mother in the world."
"Huh?"
"Oh, it's nothing", Feng Yuqiang wanted to cover up, "then that's it, you will report next week." ”
New Speech is a social science weekly that is more social than literary, and the responsibilities of editors and reporters are relatively vague, and they can plan and select topics and go out to conduct interviews.
With its humanistic care for social hot events and ultra-high sensitivity to news, its reporting tentacles have extended to the corners of the fashion industry, literary and art circles, officialdom and society, and has greater credibility and popularity in the society.
Feng Yuqiang poured his remaining ideals into this magazine, and the recruited employees naturally "smelled the same", all of them looked like "shouldering morality with iron shoulders and writing articles with clever hands", and wanted to stretch out their middle fingers to all injustices.
I was placed in the editorial department, and there were six people in this department, each of whom was responsible for a different column. I'm in charge of columns and current affairs, and I'm the core of the magazine.
As soon as he arrived, he was in charge of the core column, and naturally there was a lot of pressure, Feng Yuqiang roared and laughed: "I just want to put pressure on you!" There is pressure to be motivated, roar. ”