Three days later.

Palace Street, Luk Museum.

The sky is bright, and the exhibition halls are slowly ushering in the first rays of morning light.

Everywhere the sun goes, you can see tiny fibers floating in the air.

Squeak –

The door was slowly pushed open.

"Here, take a hand."

Lu Shi's voice rang out.

In a short time, several men, led by him, entered the house, in groups of two, holding large frames covered with cloth.

Picasso said: "These are the last few paintings...... Yes! Mr. Natsume! Watch your step! ”

As soon as the words fell,

My generation: "Meow! ”

It was lying there and didn't move,

Unexpectedly, Natsume Soseki didn't look at the ground because he was moving the painting, so he came up and tripped over it, and almost threw the painting in his hand.

My generation ran to the side, wronged,

"Meow~"

Natsume Soseki is also depressed,

The European's paintings are too large, he is already short, and he is blocked by the work, and he can't see anything.

He nervously asked, "Is the painting okay?" ”

Picasso said, "It doesn't matter if there's something, it's a Pitt's painting." ”

Mondrian yelled: "Shiit! Pablo, you want to die, don't you? Be careful I'll spill your painting in a moment! ”

The two of them were carrying paintings and bickering.

Kandinsky said, "Don't make noise. My generation was kicked inexplicably, and I haven't spoken yet if I have grievances~"

As he spoke,

My generation: "Meow~"

Everyone was stunned, and then laughed.

To be honest, my generation is indeed quite aggrieved,

The little guy was forcibly arranged by Lu Shi to be a "one-day curator", and he had to come to the museum once a week to be a kanban cat.

If the Lu Museum has been maintained until the Internet era, maybe the image of our generation will be used to attract business and send goods.

It's also quite interesting to think about.

Several people moved the paintings to the gallery.

Lu Shi said: "Leave the rest to the professionals." ”

Wardhouse came forward and borrowed some people from the British Museum.

Of course, the British may not be very professional, otherwise they would not have done the pickled thing of cracking "The Female Historian".

But at least it's more professional than the land time.

In addition, the paintings on display are very close, so there will be no problem.

Lu Shi stretched,

"It's finally done."

"yes."

Everyone's eyes swept across the gallery.

The staff is busy, but the room brings a strange tranquility because of the rendering of artworks.

Patek Philippe table clocks "tick tock", a whisper of time.

The sun rises,

The paintings on the walls awaken in the hazy light, and every detail is extraordinarily vivid.

In the middle of the gallery, there is a sculpture,

It was sent by the Collège Française.

Here's Margarita's suggestion,

She felt that Professor Lu would become a corresponding member of the Académie de France at the end of the year, and it would not seem narcissistic to put a statue on it.

What's more, the statue was originally written by Master Monet, and it is also a work of art.

"Whew~"

Picasso let out a long breath,

"Sir Lu, I want to thank you."

Lu Shi waved his hand and said, "There is no need to say anything about mutual achievement. The higher the price of your paintings, the more I earn, right? ”

Picasso smiled when he heard it,

Sir Lu is too modest.

How can such a great writer, scholar, internationalist and humanist be the kind of person who only looks at money?

Of course, what he values more is the value of art and the dissemination of art.

As for why the smell of copper is masked,

Picasso felt that it must be because Lu Shi didn't want to put pressure on himself, Pitt, and Vasily, so he didn't say it directly.

He said, "Sir Lu, in fact, you don't need to put the original manuscript of "Lolita" in that position. It deserves the center of the entire museum. ”

There are a lot of manuscripts in Lu Shi, and there is a special exhibition hall.

The original manuscript of Lolita was placed on the border with the gallery for the purpose of draining the stream.

Lu Shi chuckled,

"It's okay."

He patted the other party on the shoulder and said, "I won't bother you, think about how to tell the story for a while." ”

How to fool people,

On this point, Picasso was under no pressure,

This is what he is good at, otherwise it would be impossible to deal with so many noble ladies.

He nodded,

"Don't worry."

Lu Shi then left with Natsume Soseki and went to the manuscript exhibition hall next to him.

Here, there are two manuscripts that are very special, namely "No One Survives" and "Lolita",

Because both are handwritten.

Natsume Soseki sighed with emotion: "Lu, the British will be surprised to see your handwriting, you write better than the vast majority of Britons." There is a Chinese poem that says, 'I have heard that the blue sea is a whale, and the divine power is too vain'. ”

When the land is full of black lines,

￣□￣｜｜

"You're talking about brush writing, but my calligraphy is not very good."

"Poof! Ahem......"

Natsume Soseki coughed awkwardly.

He waved his hand,

"Still, your peculiar simplified characters are well written, written in pencil, and have the feeling of iron drawing silver hooks. Presumably, when you were young, your learning conditions were not good, and you could only practice with branches and sand tables, and finally formed this habit. ”

Lu Shi: "......"

I feel like it's better not to speak.

Natsume Soseki moved his gaze to the original manuscript of "Lolita" again, and said with some concern: "Is this really okay?" ”

Lu Shi was a little puzzled,

"What's wrong?"

Natsume Soseki said, "I went to the bookstore before, and I heard a lot of Lolita readers say that they want to come to the museum...... Alas...... I'm worried about piracy. ”

Lu Shi shrugged indifferently,

"People who should read pirated copies will always find reasons to read them. Besides, which of the current printing plants is not highly polluting and heavy capital investment? It's not that easy to pirate. ”

Natsume Soseki: "......"

He was afraid that people would use the most primitive methods-

Manuscript.

However, the efficiency of hand-copying is low after all, and the impact is there, but it will not be too big.

Lu Shi knew what Natsume Soseki was worried about,

"Natsume, the book "Lolita", you can't expect it to make a lot of money."

Natsume Soseki complained: "That's why you can say this kind of thing." ”

As we all know, "Lolita" has done very well, and in Britain and France, more than 40,000 copies have been sold in three days.

Of course, it can't be compared with Lu Shi's other books.

Lu Shi waved his hand,

"And there's no way I'm going to let readers copy the manuscript."

Natsume Soseki let out an "ah",

"There are only 30 pages on display every day, and it will take a long time to copy them. Moreover, you also somehow got a trial operation, receiving 800 people a day, and some of the tickets are not sold to the public, which also makes it much more difficult for people to copy "Lolita". ”

Lu Shi said: "The purpose of the trial operation is not to prevent plagiarism. If you don't try to operate, how can you estimate the maximum admission limit of the museum? ”

This is undoubtedly another commercial innovation,

Natsume Soseki chuckled,

"You're a businessman."

……

In front of the museum.

There was already a long queue in the crowd.

Wardhouse, George Bernard Shaw, and Churchill were standing in the crowd in a trio.

People each have a small piece of paper in their hands,

That is, the ticket.

Wardhouse looked at it carefully,

I saw that the front of the ticket was written in English:

Luk Museum.

The handwriting, which gives people a feeling of sprinkling, seems to have been inscribed by Lu Shi himself.

On the back of the ticket is a drawing, drawing a map of the museum, outlining the various areas for guidance.

At the bottom there is also a string of numbers:

000009。

After Wardhouse's investment in the Mirror, he had an understanding of the media and print.

Printing on the front and back of such a small area, and printing so finely, the difficulty can be imagined.

Churchill on the side probed over,

"You're working on that string of numbers?"

Waldhouse was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, and the other party was referring to "000009".

"This must be the serial number of the tickets that were distributed," he said. I guess the first ticket should belong to His Majesty, and the second ticket belongs to the princess...... Not...... In a way, Her Royal Highness the princess is also a staff member, do you need a ticket? ”

Churchill spread his hands and said he didn't know.

George Bernard Shaw next to him looked at himself,

000008。

He was slightly proud,

Hum

He has a higher status than Waldhouse in his mind.

Churchill asked, "Sir, what were you studying just now?" ”

Wardhouse explained: "Look at this ticket, it's rare that the front and back are printed so finely, right? ”

Churchill, though erudite, knew nothing about printing.

"Is this technically difficult to achieve?"

"Of course."

Wardhouse took the ticket to study,

After a while, he finally discovered Huadian,

"It turned out to be not a positive or negative side."

Churchill and George Bernard Shaw also came up,

Anyway, standing in line, being idle is also idle, it is better to study and study technical problems.

Wardhouse explains: "Look, the tickets are printed on one side of two sheets of paper and glued together. ”

As he spoke, he shook his ticket.

The glue between the two sheets of paper seems to be very special, and it is so tightly glued that even the fingernails can't reach in.

"Tsk......"

Waldhouse was speechless, dipped his little finger in his left hand, and picked and picked between the two pieces of paper, and soon set off a small corner.

Churchill: "......"

George Bernard Shaw: "......"

An eerie silence.

Wardhouse also felt it, and looked at the two,

"How?"

"Goo......

Churchill swallowed and said, "Sir, that's the ticket." You ruined the tickets. ”

Wardhouse: ???

Look at the queue, and look at the little finger of your left hand,

His eyes were full of confusion, clear and stupid,

"I didn't mean to."

!

In the hearts of Churchill and George Bernard Shaw, 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped by.

Wardhouse coughed lightly,

"It's okay, I have a trick."

He dipped his left little finger in another saliva, then wiped it over the gap opening, swirling and pressing.

Churchill helplessly,

"Don't worry about the ticket, because this is given by Sir Lu, tell him, we won't be unable to enter. The problem is that you are the No. 9 ticket, which is commemorative, and it is a pity that it is damaged. ”

Wardhouse scratched his head and looked at the team in front of him,

"It feels like the ticket gate is very strict."

Churchill rolled his eyes,

"Then you give me your ticket, and I'll give you ......"

Wardhouse instantly debunked the other party's true intentions and said, "What is the number ticket of your kid, and you want to exchange it with me?" I usually give you a cigar, but I have to take advantage of such a big bargain, and I don't want my face! ”

Churchill spreads his hands,

"Then you remember to give me a cigar tomorrow."

Wardhouse: "You're special! @*#￥%…… You are so shameless, you are really a pure British. ”

Churchill and George Bernard Shaw laughed.

Because "Yes! Prime Minister", they are immune to ridicule and self-ridicule, so it is not taboo to say such things.

Wardhouse was about to say something,

Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead.

The team begins to move.

"Ah......h

Wardhouse was a little weak-hearted, looking at how the security personnel in front of him checked the tickets,

"Next."

"Next."

"Next."

……

It's a bit like a pig being slaughtered under quarantine.

Wardhouse lowered his voice,

"Winston, look. Are there three people in front of you who are checking tickets together? ”

Winston nodded,

"Hmm. See. ”

"They give the ticket to the person at the front of the line and say, 'We're all in this together,'" Wardhouse said. Can we also imitate and sandwich the bad ticket in the ......?"

Speaking of this, he noticed that Churchill was a little stunned,

"Winston, what's wrong?"

Churchill made a silent gesture, his eyes blazing.

The other two followed his line of sight,

Wardhouse was stunned,

"That's ......"

"Shh

Churchill made a silent gesture and lowered his voice: "I know, that's Emmeline Pankhurst, "The 20 Greatest Britons," ranked third. ”

When he said this, there was a hint of mockery in his tone.

Pankhurst's feminist of the early 20th century, with the typical characteristics of this era,

Rallies, marches, incitement to violence, public exposure, suicide......

Before, she besieged the "Mirror" newspaper because of the "Jane Eyre" comics, but was scolded by Lu Shi.

Wardhouse groaned,

"Could it be Lolita?"

Churchill and George Bernard Shaw did not answer,

But looking at the expressions, you can also know that the two have the same thoughts.

Wardhouse said, "Let's go in a moment, we'll have to be the first to inform ......."

Before the words fell, the voice of the security officer suddenly came from the front: "I'm sorry, this lady, your ticket is not right." None of your tickets are right, so you can't enter. ”

Hearing this,

"Tsk......"

Churchill couldn't help but be stunned,

"Fake tickets."

The thoughts in the hearts of the three of them became more and more determined.

I saw Pankhurst say, "The ticket is fake? What if it's fake? Museums are meant to be open to the public, so how can they be limited? ”

This is a laissez-faire.

Wardhouse scolded: "Fxxk! This woman is really ......."

George Bernard Shaw laughs,

"You just believe Lu, he must have thought that this would happen when he released the tickets in limited quantities."

Sure enough,

I only heard the security guard say, "Ma'am, the museum is indeed open to the public. However, we are only in the trial operation stage, the purpose is to test the reliability and safety of the facilities and equipment, and at the same time improve the business ability of the operation personnel, strengthen the job cooperation, and provide the foundation for the formal operation......"

Three hundred words are omitted from the end,

Official clichés, piles and piles.

Churchill: "......"

"Sir Lu is really good. In this way, he also wrote "Yes! What about the Prime Minister? Isn't he himself the same kind of person? ”

Wardhouse chuckled,

"You may have reversed cause and effect." When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is staring at you', precisely because of the writing of Yes! Prime Minister", Sir Lu became a type of person. ”

Churchill laughed,

"Hahaha, we're a polluter, aren't we?"

George Bernard Shaw added: "It's British." ”

……

Inside the museum.

Phyllis and Zena are wandering,

They know that they are in a great space, surrounded by great works.

But their knowledge is not enough for them to understand and absorb thoroughly, so they can only look at the flowers and flowers in ignorance, and look at them one by one.

"No One Survives",

"The Mystery of Roger",

Guns, Germs, and Steel,

……

Countless masterpieces fill this place.

From time to time, someone sighed or exclaimed: "It turns out that Sir Lu wrote this in his heart." ”

Zena looked around,

"Phyllis, there."

She pointed to a lump of people with her right index finger.

It was a small space, crowded and crowded.

Everyone stood, immersed in their thoughts, the tip of the pen darting across the paper, leaving behind strings of dense handwriting,

Occasionally, the sound of someone coughing softly or turning a piece of paper is very abrupt.

Phyllis whispered, "It's the original manuscript of Lolita." ”

Zena asked, "Would you like to go over and have a look?" ”

Phyllis helpless,

"You can't squeeze in at all......

Both sisters are girls, and they are not very old, so they really can't help it.

At this time, Natsume Soseki came over,

"Two Miss Dale."

He was accompanied by a spirited old man, none other than his mentor, Mr. Smith.

Natsume Soseki asked, "Are you looking for Lu?" He's busy right now. ”

Phyllis waved his hand,

"It's okay, we're just going to watch it."

As she spoke, her gaze subconsciously aimed in the direction of the original manuscript of "Lolita".

Smith said, "Miss, do you like that book too?" If so, be sure to look at Sir Luke's original manuscript, which is better than the one published by the publishing house in terms of ornate rhetoric and complete storytelling. ”

Phyllis: "What section is the original manuscript on display?" ”

Zena: "Did something really happen to Humbert and Lolita?" ”

The two spoke almost at the same time.

"Ahem......"

Natsume Soseki looked away, muttering to himself that Zena people are big ghosts.

Smith was not embarrassed,

He brought it down, making himself at the same height as Zena, and then asked, "You also watched that one?" ”

Zena was a little embarrassed,

"Hmm."

Smith chuckled,

"It's okay, when you're young, you're curious. When I was a child, I also used my own blood to draw an alchemy circle and try to summon succubi. ”

It's a joke, of course, and anyone can hear it,

But it didn't stop Zena from laughing.

Smith said, "The question you asked, Sir Luk has not yet appeared in the original manuscript on display today. Today's part is only until Humbert and Lolita first meet. Remember that plot? ”

Zena was a little embarrassed,

"The words are so hard to read that I haven't read them yet. I've read plots where Humbert and his first love Annabelle had a fiery relationship when he was young, and the death of his lover made his emotional memory stay forever in his youthful appearance. After this, he was with a wealthy widow, but was abandoned by the other party. ”

Smith nodded,

"That's pretty much it. Later, while looking for a place to live, Humbert met the landlady, Charlotte Haze, and her daughter, Dolori Haze. By the way, did you know that the Spanish pronunciation of 'Lori' is nicknamed 'Lolita' or 'Lo'? ”

Zena groaned,

"It turned out to be Spanish, but I thought it was Italian~"

Smith was amused by the little girl and said, "If you can read through this book, your English will become very high." ”

Zena couldn't help but be curious,

"Professor Lu is so powerful?"

Smith groaned,

"yes. Sometimes I'm ashamed of myself. ”

Zena hesitated for a moment, but finally held back and didn't ask, "Who are you?" Such offensive words.

Phyllis said, "I think Humbert and Lolita's first encounter was crucial. In the garden, the landlady said to Humbert, 'That's my Lo, these are my lilies,' to which Humbert replied, 'Yes, yes.' They're beautiful, beautiful, beautiful'. ”

Smith nodded,

"Yes, Humbert certainly didn't say that lilies are beautiful."

Phyllis couldn't help but sigh,

"Alas......"

She looked at the people who had copied the manuscripts.

Gradually, there was a chatter,

"Such a bullish article! Really written by a Chinese? ”

"What's so strange about that? Lu's, academic writings, or plays, which one is bad? ”

"The key is the choice of words and sentences in "Lolita", and the side references...... Fxxk！ It was only after reading his book that I understood what real English writing is. ”

"You say, what English writer can write this kind of article?"

"Is it considered dead? If so, Shakespeare might be able to fight. ”

……

is going to invite a Da Luo immortal like Shakespeare to appear, which is enough to show people's recognition of "Lolita".

At this moment, Lu Shi appeared,

He came out of the gallery next door, with a smile on his face, as if he had just made a deal.

Phyllis and the others were preparing to meet them,

As a result, George Bernard Shaw and Wardhouse took the lead with a big fat man with a big fart.

The big fat man stepped forward and whispered something to Lu Shi,

For a moment, Lu Shi's expression became serious, and then he replied in a deep voice.

Zena faintly heard, and it seemed:

"She's going to make trouble? That's okay, I'm always there to accompany you. Hum...... In the end, we must treat her well! ”

(End of chapter)