In the midsummer of 1934, after the "fall" of the Jin family's house into the Japanese-occupied area, Jin Qina, a female Wenqing of the Republic of China, was forced to withdraw her family from the rental area and move to the Huajie in Nanshi, Shanghai, more than a month later, a violent typhoon hit Shanghai.

Early in the morning, a tight gust of wind violently beat the window lattice, and a sharp howl dragged people from their dreams. Even when I got up in the morning, the howling wind was still unscrupulous, blowing the street outside the window into a mess, and many of the street trees fell down, and they collapsed on the side of the road like leper dogs, and the branches and leaves danced wildly in the wind. In the distance, there were a few unlucky shantytowns, whose roofs were violently blown off

Until breakfast, it was still dark outside the window, and Jinjina originally wanted to learn about the city news through the radio, but who knew that not only the radio's antenna was blown into the sky, but even the power lines were scratched, causing a power outage in the whole neighborhood - the radio was larger than the 21st century television, but the reception capacity was not as good as the modern Walkman, so that a special I-shaped antenna was sold along with the radio. In the early 20th century, in Shanghai, Guangzhou, Europe, the United States, and Japan, almost every house had a huge antenna on its roof. Some Chinese who have just arrived overseas have been deeply shocked by the sight of the British and American powers lined up with antennas.

After eating a breakfast of bread and jam, Jinjina took out the MP4 from the desk and fiddled with the headphones, but found that there was still no signal - it seemed that the radio station had also been shut down because of the typhoon - and in such a stormy and bad weather, it was obvious that the newspaper ordered could not be delivered on time...... Thereupon. She had to light candles and pass the time by writing manuscripts and dealing with a backlog of letters from readers.

In general, Jin Qina, a female literary youth of the Republic of China, has a "creative" career in the literary world for a while. Or the "plagiarism" career is relatively smooth.

First of all, to her surprise, she plagiarized Zhang Ailing's romance novel, which is not very popular in Shanghai at the moment, and she has submitted it many times, but it has been rejected everywhere. Zuihou only published it in a small publication, and the response from the literary world was mediocre, and the manuscript fee was also very meager.

But she plagiarized Lao She's "Camel Xiangzi" next and became popular. It is known as "writing the original Beiping style", and the newspaper and magazine review articles have been written one after another, and the readers' response is very enthusiastic...... What makes Jin Qina feel even more relieved is that the Blue Coat Club is meddling everywhere these days. didn't even squeak at her "work" - maybe they think that Beiping is not the central territory now. It doesn't matter how you arrange it?

What really upset her was the general numbness, evasion and dullness of Chinese in this era, even in the literary world.

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- Rewind the time to the night before yesterday, in a café in the French Concession in Shanghai.

On this night, a group of literati writers in Shanghai organized a literary gathering that was said to be very high-grade, and it is said that there were quite a few heavyweights known as "masters", and as a rookie in the literary world, "Mr. Qiong Yao" Jin Qina also got an invitation.

Thereupon. She dragged Wang Qiu, who was also interested in this, and sat in the newly bought car. Let's go to the meeting together.

However, the performance of this group of so-called "literary elites" who "studied both China and the West" at the party disappointed them greatly.

- Obviously, the shijie outside is already war-torn and the people are struggling to make a living, but this group of people is still tinkering with some new style poems: "...... Listen, that's the sound of the rain crying, the night, reincarnation over and over again, listen, it's the voice of love, the day, it's going over and over again, listen, it's the sound of remorse......"

Such a disease-free moaning bullshit thing made Wang Qiu feel very sick to his stomach, but these literati "masters" praised and applauded one after another.

Then, they also took out some of the articles they had recently written and showed off their comments to each other. Those classical Chinese are a little better, at least the rhetoric is stacked very imposingly. while others are "trendy articles" written in the vernacular...... The logic and grammar are completely bullshit, and he can't even do the least smoothness, which is worse than many crappy amateur writers on the starting point Internet, which makes Wang Qiu read as if he had eaten a worm.

Moreover, the content of the article is either wind and snow, or elegant and interesting, and there is no noble sentiment of caring for the world and worrying about the country and the people...... Well, Lu Xun and Mao Dun really didn't come on this day, and they didn't seem to be in the same way as the group of people who held the party.

In addition, they just use all kinds of fluent or broken foreign languages to praise each other, flaunt their "civilized customs", and by the way, despise China's dregs, sighing and declaring that the "ugly Chinese" can only have a future if they abandon the Chinese language and let Westerners colonize it for hundreds of years......

What's even more terrifying is that these literati who claim to have graduated from the philosophy department, literature department or law department of a certain overseas university are even more like modern people than Wang Qiu in very delicate fields such as sexual liberation, and the concept of sex is really avant-garde - many people in the Republic of China era were so blindly pursuing new ideas and wandering freely, completely forgetting the social situation at that time, and as a result, a lot of unacceptable perverted things happened. From Xu Zhimo, Guo Moruo to Yu Dafu, these great writers, on the issue of the relationship between men and women, according to traditional moral concepts, can only be described by the word "scum".

Hey, scum is scum, anyway, no matter what era it is, there is never a shortage of promiscuous playboys. However, instead of hiding their romances and secretly having fun, they proudly publicized them everywhere, and even called themselves "anti-feudal fighters...... Such a shameless style made Wang Qiu really want to roar angrily: Could it be that in your eyes, breaking the feudal mentality is messing with the relationship between men and women?

Therefore, as a standard Shengdou minor, Wang Qiu doesn't do anything serious all day long, only sheds tears at the flowers, the moon, and is idle, and when he comes back from overseas gilding, he desperately slanders the motherland, and he also claims to be a "civilized person".

Indeed, in the midst of modern shijie parties and drinking parties, there are occasionally people who boast of their "rich experiences" of playing aid socializing in Japan, playing Yanma in Russia, watching ladyboy performances in Thailand, and going to a casino in Macau...... But who would elevate these romantic affairs to the level of "anti-feudal"?

——The immorality, shamelessness and discipline of the literati in the old era can really be seen from this.

If the "Breaking the Four Olds" during the Cultural Revolution was presided over by these "sex fighters" and "green tea", maybe they would really become "communist wives"! (To be continued......)