After eating iced fruit tea, the showers actually came.

Many people took refuge from the rain on the stepped platform in front of Shanjing Department Store, and Fang Xin and Xiao Bing were the only ones, after all, no matter how cold and heat did not invade, it was also very nerve-wracking to be drenched in soup.

I didn't have the heart to be outside with everyone.,The two of them took a look in the store.,Turn around a location.,I saw a large number of photo albums.,Flip through it a little.,All of them are**ora**Half** booklets, and some of them also exaggerated to write "Sixteen-year-old beautiful girl so-and-so photo album"

Xiao Bing blushed slightly, but he was still flipping with some interest.

Fang Xin was a little restrained, he looked up, and found that this place was actually divided into the "Art and Art Zone", and after a careful look, it was true that in the mountains of photo albums, he could still see some books about art, but everywhere he looked, Fang Xin saw a strange thing.

A bespectacled, thin student was flipping through a book, slowly moving to a corner, and then all of a sudden, stuffing the book into a single bag.

After that, he walked out of the blind corner casually, continued to flip through the book a few times, and then calmly crossed the cash register and went out of the hallway.

It was the first time Fang Xin had seen a thief in this world, and he was immediately surprised.

The student also noticed the gaze, glanced back, and then walked away.

"What, what do you see?" Xiao Bing put down the photo album and asked Fang Xin. "Nothing. Let's get out! Fang Xin said, in the department store, bought a few things, swiped the card, and went out.

When I went out, I realized that the rain had stopped, and it was only half past five, and the sun still had a lot of afterglow. Fang Xin and Xiao Bing sat down on a bench in the park not far away.

It's a big piece of park. There were also many small fountains, and many skateboarders were wandering around the square, and when they saw the girl, they went up and said, "Hey, do you want to play with us?" ”

This is the most recent one, which was heard by Fang Xin, and Fang Xin also heard her reply: "Five hundred yuan a night." How about you play? There are three of us! ”

Of course, this is the result of Fang Xin's boring jit down, and then copying the words and translating them by Xiao Bing.

Of course, not everyone is looking for women, there are also people who are here to practice dance and music, and there is even a team with wooden swords, practicing desperately.

Fang Xin even noticed. Some teenagers, with a hint of danger, wandered in the park like aggressive wild rams, and the public toilet really made Fang Xin amazed, after all, those beautiful girls followed the man into the toilet in a grand manner, except for that possibility. Nothing else.

However, Xiao Bing and Fang Xin both noticed that no one was near the bench between him and hers, and someone saw the extra position and walked over. It's all a frustration. Then just steer clear of it.

However, there are still people who break this tacit understanding. A student walked over, Fang Xin looked over, but found that it was the student who stole the book just now, he walked to the two of them in a daze, sat down, didn't say a word, stared at Fang Xin and Xiao Bing, took out the sketchbook, and drew it.

"Hey! What are you doing? Fang Xin couldn't help but say.

"I'm drawing." The student was still able to understand it, and he stammered some Chinese, but after speaking, he ignored it and continued to draw.

Xiao Bing and Fang Xin couldn't help but look at each other, however, it didn't take long, after a while, the painting was finished, and the student handed it over, Xiao Bing took it casually, and then he opened it and looked at it, and with an "ah" sound, his eyes were immediately different.

Fang Xin looked at it and was also taken aback, although it was just a sketch, a few simple strokes, but, under the sunset, on the field, the teenager and the girl were leaning on each other, the boy was contemplative, handsome with depth, the girl was staring, and the eyes were full of affection, that kind of atmosphere, almost expressive, although Fang Xin didn't understand painting, he also understood that the technique could be improved, this kind of artistic talent, which can give the vitality of the scroll, is a rare thing.

Obviously, this painting has brought the relationship closer, although now this painting, at most, is only of the second order, but it has already expressed the deep artistic potential of a person.

Xiao Bing said: "The painting is so good, I will collect it, write your name!" ”

The student touched his head and clumsily wrote his name, but it was Chihiro Miura. After Xiao Bing said his name, Fang Xin understood, so he smiled: "Miura Chihiro, you have searched a thousand times, what are you looking for?" ”

"I want to find the pinnacle of painting, the true meaning of art." This sentence seems to have been thought about by this student a long time ago, and he has recited it repeatedly, and he said it without thinking at the moment, and his Chinese was clear: "I hope to go to the empire for further study, if it doesn't work a thousand times, then nine thousand times!" ”

"Okay, if you meet me, you are destined, if you want to come to the empire, come to me, and I will give you the address of the light brain space later, and you can send a letterhead." Fang Xin saw Xiao Bing smiling silently, knowing that she was out of the status of an imperial nobleman, and she couldn't promise easily, but looking at her look, he liked it very much, so he said so.

It's just a short time, a tacit understanding was generated, holding the painting, the three of them chatted on the bench for a while, only to know that Miura Chihiro was recently admitted to school, specializing in the art of painting, and now the official record is the first order, and Xiao Bing gently explained, it turns out that Japan still has to take the road of exams, not directly to higher education, and finally talked about things in the square.

Miura Chihiro looked at it and said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just boring, and there are domestic benefits, but most people can't find anything to do, so they're just bored. ”

Looking at it, the girl, wearing a modified kimono, has a beautiful face, and her waist is very tight, showing her full breasts and waist, and some men have come forward to talk to her, and she is smiling, finally. I chose a man and walked with him, only five minutes before and after.

So young and beautiful, yet so, why? Fang Xin is not discriminatory and happy, the pursuit of carnal desires is a very normal thing, and it doesn't matter if the more the merrier, it's just. Looking at the situation of these people, it seems that there is nothing but these. There's not much to do, and that's not normal.

"What's wrong, Ashin?" Xiao Bing asked, this time, Fang Xin didn't hide it, and directly said the confusion.

"It's actually very simple, didn't Chihiro say it? Except for having fun. They don't have anything to do. Xiao Bing said very blandly: "If there is no civilization that is thick enough, even if it reaches the height of technology, it will only be the result of depravity and destruction." ”

Fang Xin was stunned subconsciously, and suddenly, his whole body trembled, and he completely understood, this understanding made him creepy and almost tremble.

Read the history of the empire, it is completely different from the earth. It can be said that it is completely possible to look down on the theory of the earth. The front land is just that, and the back is completely and clearly speaking, and it has become the basic political and economic principle of this world.

After returning from Japan, Fang Xin wrote about his experience and recorded it in the space, and the article was classified by the imperial government, and added 1,000 credits and 3,000 contributions.

The details are excerpted below

"If we take slaves without any knowledge and skills. As a necessary stage of society, we can see that in history slaves did not have the power to build, yes, they followed history. In particular, the study of the projection plane. We can see that slaves also rebel. But their only choice was to kill the slave owners and burn the strongholds. ”

"From the description of slaves in multiple projection planes, eighty percent, that is, the slaves divided the grain, and then ate and drank heavily, and no longer produced, and when they found out that they had to produce and rebuild, it was too late, and the knowledge and equipment had been burned and killed, and the stronghold had regressed into ruins, and everything had to start again, and some were wiped out by hunger and cold without even having a chance to start."

"And 20 percent, it was the slave leaders who became slave owners and retained some knowledge and equipment, but this did not promote the progress of society."

"In the years that followed, the partially free tenants and peasants and landlords could indeed be called the upper class antagonism, but we also affirm that none of the peasants or tenants revolted to make progress in history, but they merely rebuilt the cycle of destruction and reconstruction, and we admit that this revolt, which enabled the so-called landlords and the aristocratic class, to understand the importance of mitigating exploitation, was all the positive elements of class theory, but it was offset by the destruction of accumulated culture and knowledge by class theory. From the point of view of historical progress, class theory has always been only auxiliary and secondary. ”

"In the long society of modern times, workers and capitalists have become the new class relations, but this still subverts the truth, that is, workers and capitalists have never become the progressive force of the new society, but only the original force of this society, and it has been proved wrong that the workers are the force of the new society, and the workers will always be the most docile ruling class in history."

"It wasn't until mechanized mass production that intelligent machinery replaced human beings to do hard and difficult tasks, and the social form for the first time, from human exploitation of human beings to the extent of human exploitation of intelligent machinery, that we unconsciously evolved to a higher social form - the original mechanical man is the prophesied proletariat, and all human beings have become the propertied class."

"Material abundance, whether you work or not, you can obtain basic means of life, have a house to live in, have food, have basic music and art to enjoy, and have social welfare to share, we have cheered, the golden age of mankind is coming, but now, we realize that this society is not as perfect as imagined."

"No longer threatened by cold and hunger, no longer political life-and-death struggles, security and food and clothing are guaranteed, so that many people lose the purpose of life, human beings begin to be confused, begin to be empty, begin to know the meaning of life, so only indulge in enjoyment, especially carnal desires, morality is unprecedentedly weak - contrary to what many people imagine, the age of high technology is not an era of religious destruction, but an era of incomparable development of religion and philosophy, and there is only one root: what is the meaning of our existence?" "This meaning can not be obtained from technology, the people of a country with a deep history and culture can easily absorb nutrients and strength from tradition, get through this lost stage, and move towards the real golden age, but the country without deep cultural connotation is lost in it, the people begin to degenerate, carnal desire has become the mainstream, and some have even evolved into a magic way that can only feel the meaning of their existence through constant stimulation."

"Either killing, or conquering, or carnal desires, those who have power and can only find the meaning of their existence in it, are those asura gods."

"It's a great honor that our empire has the longest civilization in the world, has an incomparably deep tradition, has the philosophy of heaven, earth and man, and has an incomparably powerful Taoist system, so the empire can truly stand on top of the world, but this is not enough, the empire is desperately projecting to various planes, that is, to find new cultures and civilizations, take their essence, and lay the foundation for the Golden Age, and even the Holy Dao Age."

"Technology and civilization are two wheels, without technology only civilization of the country, it is impossible to enter the temple of mankind, can only evolve into a paper talk in the air, but with technology but no civilization, in the end only lost, and fall or destruction, I see everything today, and to the future, the future, all the time and space of society, so to say, so to teach the holy way."

Of course, this is a matter for the future, at this time, Fang Xin, but in a trance, at this time, Xiao Bing's voice sounded again: "Okay, it's dark, let's go back, tomorrow we will go to Mount Fuji to play!" ”

Fang Xin nodded, and when he saw that there was a card drawing device, he went over, not only did he draw 10,000 yuan to this Miura Chihiro, but also left the address in the space of his card representative.

Miura Chihiro saw that Fang Xin's mind was absent-minded, and it was impossible to say anything anymore, clapped his hands and stood up, and walked awkwardly outside, suddenly, he turned around and said: "Mr. Fang, there is one thing I have to remind you, although you are from the Empire, you must also pay attention to safety, don't let your girlfriend stay away from you, some perverted guys have lost their minds, they don't pay attention to the majesty of the Empire." ”

Fang Xin touched the knife, nodded and smiled, and had some good feelings for him.