Chapter 50: The Great Collision of Eastern and Western Cultures (5)
Ling 050) The follow-up red fever is unabated, and the campus risk is out of control; The school hurriedly stepped forward and forced the big cooling.
"I really appreciate your interpretation today, and your point of view can make a wonderful paper. If it weren't for the time constraints, I'd be happy to go on. I'm going to go back and re-read it and have a deeper discussion with you. Today's topic is very interesting, thank you, Kevin. I still need time, maybe a long time, to understand and accept your strange opinions, so I hope you will be patient, and we can continue to argue and discuss online after class, this kind of positive exchange is very interesting. Professor Morgan couldn't get enough of it.
Kevin bowed and apologized, and said softly:
"It's normal to disagree for a while, but 'existence is reasonable', it's just that you don't understand the deep background of this yet. Of course, the historical background of China is indeed a bit too complicated for you, a Western scholar, and you can only say that you understand the text, but not the culture. Culture is the result of the accumulation of things in everyone's bones, which are innate and turned into blood and bones, and are influenced by hearing and seeing since childhood. You live in a completely different environment, and it's hard to fully accept it.
"I respect your personal private comments, but as an appreciative comment in a public lecture, it will affect the minds of dozens of students, and even many more in the future. Therefore, your current views on classical Chinese literature need to be further explored, so please be cautious. I'm really sorry to disturb everyone after class. There is something abrupt and presumptuous, and I ask the professor to forgive us, young and frivolous. ”
There was a rare silence in the classroom at first, and then suddenly burst into warm applause.
Professor Morgan fell into deep thought, he slowly turned around and walked out of the classroom silently, not even remembering the lesson plan, so that he almost collided with the lecturer of the next logical thinking class in a daze, and they had been listening quietly at the door for a long time, and out of the same curiosity and interest, they did not interrupt this cultural discussion, but listened with relish.
The logic instructor respectfully greeted Professor Morgan, but received no response and entered the classroom in silence.
Seeing that most of the class had been forcibly occupied, he had to take the exam in a temporary hall, and hinted that students who needed to rest could do their own thing. As soon as Vivian heard this, he immediately jumped up as if he was about to be amnestied, rushed out of the classroom and rushed to the bathroom, muttering, "What a god!" If the old man doesn't get out of class, he'll die soon—"
This impromptu discussion of the four classical Chinese classics completely subverted Kevin Zhao's previous boring and decadent image, and most of the students were surprised to find a brand-new, admirable, and not so indifferent second-class sleeping god, Kevin Zhao.
It turns out that people really don't just come in through the back door, after all, they are quite powerful, no wonder they sleep in games, and the superintendent has nothing to do with him, and even the highly respected Professor Morgan was stunned by him, hoping not to be angry with him to get sick.
Unfortunately, since that day, Professor Morgan has actually taken a month's sick leave and returned to China for treatment.
Someone in the campus forum posted a collated transcript of the class debate, as well as audio and video clips, piecing together most of the conversations in the live debate at that time. And each post has soared in popularity, and the comments that follow it are surging and enduring for a long time.
Even the school did not expect this effect, and even wondered: how arrogant this is! Dare to contradict a senior professor like this?
Many people commented: It seems that it is really necessary to re-read these four books, and it was only to cope with the Chinese exam that I sharpened the gun and swept it again. It's just a little bit of capital just to take exams, flirt with girls, brag, and scold, hahaha! I didn't expect these old books to be so interesting, classics are classics, and they were originally well-deserved, but we seem to have been superficial.
Immediately, there was a storm on the campus Internet, and each class enthusiastically discussed the four famous works of Chinese classics, and ancient literature became more and more popular. Speech show debates, poetry competitions, couplet collections, Red Mansion Society, Three Kingdoms Group Chat, Journey to the West, drama groups, dance performances, and tricks emerge one after another. The school's Mandarin lecturers are the biggest beneficiaries, and they have been infected by the children's spontaneous enthusiasm for reading, and they have gone into the water to participate in it.
What's more, the Baochai faction and the Daiyu party in the forum are so incompatible that they are incompatible, incompatible, and generous; Jin Yu Liangyuan, Mu Shi Qianmeng, Jin Jin Love, all kinds of research CP group pairs, even more arguments are sworn to stand, and the earth is turned upside down.
There are also emerging such as: three alliances on campus, four masters and apprentices, five tiger generals in high schools, etc., various gangs and small groups, or singing groups.
In the end, there were even more than a dozen talented women and talented people, boldly continuing to write the last 40 episodes of "Dream of Red Mansions" and serialize it on the campus network. In addition, parents who have a lot of good deeds have printed a physical book and spread it widely in the school, and the marketing is very hot, and there are many arguments and criticisms. You don't look down on me, and I look down on you, which fully shows what it means: military generals value each other, and literati despise each other.
Since ancient times, there is no first in literature, there is no second in martial arts, and the martial artists are not used to seeing each other, so they make an appointment to fight, and it is solved immediately on the spot. There is nothing that is not immediately decided by an intuitive win or loss, and then, everyone should eat, drink, and nothing will be affected.
However, literati are easy to fight, the standards are not uniform, and they are not convinced by each other, which makes it difficult to distinguish between them.
Later, some people began to ask Kevin Zhao, the original provocation of this matter: You have aroused such a big discussion, why did you hide and not say a word? You can summarize to you what kind of strange book "Dream of Red Mansions" is, which can make so many people crazy and fascinated, so noisy that the six relatives do not recognize the seven meat and eight vegetables, and cannot be unified for a long time, you are very irresponsible!
Kevin had no choice but to reply: "Anyway, "Dream of Red Mansions" is definitely not an ancient novel, as long as everyone likes it." As for whether it should be regarded as realism or idealism, I am only a shallow learner, and I have not yet made a final conclusion on the matter. But for such a good book, everyone has their own understanding, experience and understanding are different, and the information received is bound to be different. Why bother to unify standards and force a stylized definition? In the hearts of a hundred people, there will be a hundred Hamlets, and there will be a hundred groups of Bao Dai Chai, why force unanimity?
If you like to watch, you will naturally benefit from it and get a lot of pleasure and enjoyment; If you don't like it, then it's also your freedom, taste differences, there is no right or wrong, and it doesn't affect others.
In short, it's just a little lively, everyone is gone, what should you do, why go. ”
This response angered a group of keyboard warriors again, and began to turn the spearhead of the attack to Kevin Zhao: You are too self-righteous, right? I actually look down on romance novels. Literature only has the quality of content, not the level of form. Master Jin Yong can be produced in martial arts novels, why can't romance novels? If you have the ability, stand up, discuss face-to-face, don't play games in the corner by yourself all day, okay? You've been addicted to your mouth, your brain is watering, and you'll never wake up!
Mo Xue'er finally couldn't help it, and stood up and scolded them: Yes, literature only has the quality of content, not the level of form. In the same way, the noble and the lowly who have no background are just their own character. You guys even dream of being your romance fiction master, what's the board called with an addicted game fan? For example, if you don't ask an elephant to climb a tree with a monkey, or an eagle to dive with a loach, the person who asks the question thinks that the brain is a Miyun reservoir, and you say that other people's brains are in the water, do you think it's ridiculous? The old man was already laughing out loud.
Xiguan Langyue: Rats have skin, but people have no instruments. What do you have to do with them? 【Mouse】
Keyboard Warriors: Who to scold? Don't bully us for reading less, just because we're all fools. 【Nose picking】
Xiguan Langyue: Don't worry, whoever picks it up is theirs, and no one will rob you. 【DOGE】
Autumn leaves are cool: The world is big, and there are no surprises. I have only heard of those who pick up gold and silver, but I have not heard of those who pick up scolding. 【Tongue sticking out】
Melancholy Lord: This time I have seen a lot, and the ignorant are fearless. 【:P】
Weiwei is the most handsome @ all keyboard warriors: What bullshit, love to see, don't watch it! Do you still have a face for less reading? 【Cow dung】
As a result, the controversy and scolding war gradually escalated, and from then on, it was no longer related to "Dream of Red Mansions" or the four famous novels.
It wasn't until the school saw that something was wrong and had to come forward to restrict and suppress the children's enthusiasm with administrative means that the matter cooled down. And the initiator of the whole thing seems to have been withdrawn long ago, and the sleeping god is still doing his own thing, with a hateful face that has nothing to do with himself.
Regrettably, Professor Morgan did not see the continuation of this with his own eyes, and he had already returned home for a sabbatical due to illness.
Professor Morgan suddenly fell ill, and the literature class had a bye, which was temporarily changed to a physical class, with court dance for girls and fencing for boys. As a result, when it came to the second literary appreciation class, some active students were very unkind, still hoping that the old professor would take leave, so that everyone could continue to dance and practice swordsmanship in the name of justice.
It's a pity that the superintendent assistant came to inform everyone: "Today, the school specially invited a substitute lecturer, it is said that he is still a graduate student, and he is studying the history of European literature at a prestigious university, please keep quiet, wait a while, and the substitute teacher will arrive soon." ”
Vivian whistled: "Even the famous professor of Norton's alma mater has been crushed by us, and one of his students dares to substitute for a student?" Brave enough! Is it surnamed Song? Hahaha - ah yes, this guy is a man and a woman? Men have to flirt to get through, right? As for women, forget it, Ben Shuai generally does not oppress women, children, sick and pregnant. ”
The assistant originally wanted to suppress this unprovoked child, but when he looked at it, it was actually Wei Wei'an, and explained with a strong anger: "Look at the name should be a lady, don't embarrass others too much." Especially you, Vivian, restrain your naughtiness. She was ceremoniously recommended by the Superintendent, Mr. St. Feyman, a master's student at a prestigious university, with excellent grades, and is about to graduate. The assistant moved out of Vivian's uncle to suppress the position, but it was not only not deterrent, but it backfired and caused a riot.
"Sauce Ziha? Since he recommended it, I'm even more afraid. Vivian didn't care at all, "Now except for the God of Sleep, in this Holy Angel Campus, I don't accept anything." Let's see, what kind of research bird is coming? Hey, don't you say? As he spoke, he gently stabbed Kevin Zhao beside him with his elbow.
"Get out, get out of here." Kevin Zhao was awakened as soon as he fell asleep, and he straightened up with a look of chagrin and kicked the seat next to him.
Just in time for Vivian to the legs of his chair and sway, he overturned with the people and their seats, causing the class to burst into laughter. It's not that Vivian's ghost look is ridiculous, it's just that the kids want to laugh at the moment, and no matter what the reason, it can trigger laughter.
It's strange to say, this time Wei Wei'an didn't mean to be angry, he didn't get up cheaply, dusted off his trouser legs, shook his clothes, shrugged his shoulders, picked up the chair with one hand very chicly, and continued to sit and recline in Da Lala, as if he was nothing.
The assistant shook his head helplessly, sighed and withdrew, leaving a room to laugh at.
(To be continued)
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