Gastens felt like he was going to fall in love.

Three weeks ago, he met a girl named Daisy in the library. However, perhaps out of caution, or perhaps out of some tacit understanding that could not be expressed, neither he nor Daisy told each other their last names. He called her by name as if the two had been friends for years. She called him Garth, the same way his parents called him, with a lovely warp.

"Garth, do you have time for the evening? I'd like to discuss your manuscript with you. ”

After taking a course on the history of empires, dressed in a long skirt and school uniform, with a wide-brimmed hat in her hand, and her long brown hair combed into two long braids that fell down her chest, Daisy stood beside Gastens with a smile on her face, as she had done every day for the past three weeks.

"Okay, what do you want to eat at night? Mashed potatoes or painted peas? Gastens closed his notebook and put his book in his bag. Anken Reyne University is funded entirely by the royal family and can provide students with cheap and safe food. Mashed potatoes and painted peas are two of the most common staples served in the cafeteria, and with a complimentary beetroot soup, it's a decent meal.

"I want to think about ......," Daisy pouted, pressing her fingertips to her chin. This action was unintentionally mentioned by Gastens during a certain chat, and Daisy tried it and liked it.

"I want mashed potatoes!"

"Then I'm going to stew peas!"

Gastens is not a junior brother, he is thoughtful for the purpose of revolution and subversion. Judging from Daisy's usual way of doing things and small habits, her family conditions are good, but she is not the top nobles. The peas in the cafeteria will put a pitiful amount of fat, which is a supreme delicacy for Gastens. But for Daisy, she obviously couldn't accept that taste. Gastens felt that the relatively bland mashed potatoes were already the lower limit of Daisy's acceptability.

"Let's go!"

Daisy reached out and took Gastens by the hand, not shying away from it. Gastens could feel the strange eyes of his classmates around him. In a country closer to the Middle Ages on Earth, actions like Daisy's are not easily accepted by the masses. The male students looked at Garth with jealousy, and the female students looked at Daisy with disdain. As a lady, how can you flirt in front of the public like this!

Gastens doesn't think running hand-in-hand is flirting, he has lived on Earth, experienced the shock of that information explosion era, and is not so sensitive to these contacts. And the girl who kept running in front of him, I don't know if she really doesn't understand, or if she pretends to do it, in short, the two have never felt awkward or shy because of these things.

By the time the two arrived at the cafeteria, the quicker seniors had taken the best seats, and Garth and Daisy had each served their meals and found a corner to sit down. Gastens took a large spoonful of stewed peas, carefully put a piece of diced meat into the middle of the spoonful of peas, sniffed it lightly with his nose, and ate it in one bite. Daisy sat across from him, set the spoon and fork in order, folded her hands, closed her eyes and began to pray.

Only then did Gastens realize that he had forgotten to pray again. Tritheism was the main religion of the Ankenrein Empire and the belief of the vast majority of its inhabitants. Atheism is something very new in this world, and Gastens hesitated for a moment and gave up the idea of praying. He waited for Daisy to finish the whole movement before he whispered a reminder to her.

"Master Havari said in How We See the World that the prerequisite for believing in the existence of supernatural forces is to be able to prove the existence of gods."

"Ahh I forgot! Daisy looked surprised, her cheeks flushed with a slight pink, "I have to pray before meals since I was a child, and if I am not careful, I will forget." ”

"It's okay, after all, this statement is also dangerous, if it weren't for the fact that the power of the Tritheistic Sect here is not like -", he braked the car dangerously, swallowing the half sentence of "the earth is so huge in the Middle Ages", and Gastens secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The time spent with Daisy always made him unconsciously let his guard down, and it had been a long time since he had met a girl who made him feel so comfortable.

"Not like anything?" Daisy wasn't the kind of girl to fool around, she stared at Gastens with wide eyes, and hadn't forgotten to give herself a bite of mashed potatoes.

"-It's not as powerful as the Papal States, if we were there, I guess we would all be expelled, and if we didn't make trouble, we would have to go to the gallows!"

Gastens lowered his voice, and then decisively changed the subject, "I'm almost done with that article, I'll show you after eating." ”

"Is it the Social Survey of the Working Class and the Serf Class?" Listening to Gastens talk about what she was really interested in, Daisy suddenly became energetic, she ate the food on the plate by dividing it by two, and looked at Gastens with wide eyes.

"Before I read your article, I still didn't believe that you were a serf and a miner!"

"I won't lie to you."

Dressed in a crisp shirt and black pants and well-maintained leather shoes, Gastens sat across from Daisy, a perfect match for her and the same style as all the students who ate in the cafeteria. In this scenario, Daisy could not have imagined Gastens as a serf.

"Let's go, go to the study room, I'll show you." Gastens stood up, placed the tray in the recycling window with Daisy, and left the cafeteria. In the backpack on his shoulder, a thick stack of manuscripts was waiting for its first reader since the birth of this world.

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"It's really...... Unbelievable! ”

Putting down the manuscript in her hand, Daisy's tone was a little heavy, and Gastens sat down across from her, handing her a cup of brewed black leaf tea. This cheap tea from the province of Ensten is not difficult to buy and the price is also at a level that Gastens can afford.

"You really worked as a serf? Are you still a serf? What mine do you work in? How did the mine manager exploit you? Did you fight? Have you formed a union? You-" Daisy spoke faster and faster, "-oh my God, this is amazing! ”

After saying this, she hurriedly waved her hand and smiled apologetically at Gastens, "I'm sorry, I'm a little out of shape, I don't mean to discriminate against you, I always think that serfs and free people are equal, and there should be no serfdom in this country." But, but, I'm just a little surprised......"

"It's okay," Gastens reached out to pat Daisy's hand, but didn't linger on the warm, slender fingers, "I'm still a serf, but if all goes well, I'll be a freeman in a year." ”

"That's great," Daisy patted her chest, refocusing her attention on Gastens's work, "I see that you use Havarie's theory of surplus value in this article, and you are very skillful in using it, you really have more than we can understand "On Capital", that paragraph is very obscure, I read it many times before I understand it, you only read it once, and you can use it so well! ”。

"Maybe it's because I'm also an exploited class like workers and serfs," Gastens said, smiling at Daisy, "it's naturally easier to understand Master Havari's theories than an exploiting class like you." ”

Daisy's living habits and dress are not hidden, and countless details of her life show that she lives in a well-off family. Daisy didn't shy away from getting acquainted with Gastens a bit, and now that Gastens was joking with her, she wasn't angry.

"Master Havari said that there is no class in the face of truth!"

"It is 'in the face of the truth of the labor theory of value, exploitation has no class character.'" ”

Gastens corrected Daisy's pronunciation and continued to discuss his manuscript with her. In Gastens's plan, as long as he gets a university student, he can start publishing articles, express his views through articles, establish a theoretical position in the world, and strive for more understanding and support. Revolution is somewhat similar to the entertainment industry to some extent, and popularity is an indispensable thing.

Daisy listened carefully to Gastens and occasionally discussed with him what she didn't understand. Both of them kept their voices low to avoid disturbing their classmates. After Gastens and Daisy agreed on several major obscurities in their essay, Daisy fell into a rare silence.

The silence was not embarrassing, and Gastens lowered his head and jotted down the inspiration that had just erupted in the discussion. The article he wrote is theoretically high, and it is also supported by his own experience, and it is an analytical article that can score 80 points. However, in the chat with Daisy, he has gained a deeper understanding of the way people in his world think, and there are some expressions and descriptions that he needs to think again.

"Gas", Daisy watched Gastens take notes, and after a while, she called him softly, and Gastens raised her head and raised her eyebrows.

"Did you know that communism is banned in both the Negro Republic and the Fern's Third Republic? I heard that His Majesty the Emperor also intends to make this theory a forbidden science. If you continue to study it and believe it, you may be stripped of your hard-earned student status, and your personal freedom may be restricted, you know? ”

"I know."

Looking at Daisy's serious face, Gastens told the truth for the first time, "I have prepared for too long and too long to see the day when the red flag is flying, and I have paid too much, no matter what the price is, no matter what sacrifice is required, even if it is my life, I have no regrets." It is my dream to erect a red flag in this dark world, so that every worker has an equal status, and to build a world dominated by laborers, and it is also the goal that I have pursued all my life, do you understand? ”

Daisy held her chin in both hands and looked at Gastens with a serious face. She blinked, a little hesitant on her face. But those hesitations vanished before Gastens could see clearly, and became a different kind of firmness. Daisy stood up, casually put the book in her bag, and put her hand in front of Gastens.

"Come on, Garth, I'll take you somewhere."

"Where?"

Subconsciously asked, Gastens packed his schoolbag without any hesitation and kept up with Daisy's pace. They left the study room, walked through the library, through the lush birch forest, and came to a classroom on the second floor of the main building of the Faculty of Letters on the west side of the school. The classroom glows warmly at night, but it's quiet and silent.

Daisy stood in the doorway, turned her head and smiled at Gastens, the most beautiful smile Gastens had ever seen since she met her. Daisy nodded at Gastens and knocked on the door regularly. Lean slightly, and the door opened.

Gastens followed Daisy into the classroom, and found a dozen students sitting in twos and threes, both men and women, and judging by the school uniforms, a few were senior students. Everyone applauded softly as Daisy and Gastens entered, and everyone had a smile on their faces.

"I'll introduce you", Daisy pulled Gastens onto the podium, and everyone saw Gastens and Daisy's hands together, but their eyes were calm and joyful, and there were no complicated emotions.

"This is Gastens, who used to be a serf and miner, and now he is a student on loan from our school, and he is also a new comrade in my development."

More applause rang out, and Gastens understood something when he heard the word comrade, and he looked at the girl beside him with some relief. It turned out that in addition to beauty and intelligence, as well as the pursuit of communism, she actually had such a side.

"I'm sorry, Garth, I didn't tell you", Daisy let go of her hand, crossed her hands, and put them together in her lower abdomen, with a slightly apologetic smile on her face, "My name is Daisy?" Richardson, a sophomore in the Faculty of Philosophy at Roseville University, is also the leader of the Communist Group at Roseville University. Because the school has recently been very strict about communism, our activities have gone underground, and after my investigation, I am honored to invite you, Gastens student, to join our group and study communism together! ”

Gastens probably guessed it, but when Daisy said this, he was still a little surprised, and even more lost. He always thought that these days, Daisy could get so close to him, and there were some inexplicable feelings. Judging from the current situation, the communication and exchange in the past few days, the free chats and joys, the time spent together, the mashed potatoes and stewed peas in the cafeteria, the gesture of holding the chin with your fingers and pursing your lips, and the countless skin-to-skin contacts and eye collisions, are they all just investigations?

What kind of existence do I have in your heart?

"Thank you, Daisy."

Gastens smiled slightly, and gathered his thoughts. Daisy may have sensed something, and her smile stiffened slightly. She reached out to grab him, but Gastens avoided him, and he took a step back, bowed to Daisy, and looked up again, with a smile on his face.

"Glad to find the organization, Comrade Daisy!"