Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 149 "Answer" is the resistance of the Chinese people!

"This article is Mr. Bernard Shaw's evaluation of the modern poem "The Reply":

This poem integrates broken images and things to paint a perfect picture. It expresses full emotions and strong resistance to the injustice of the world, which is shocking!

Gentlemen, I would like to tell you very responsibly that a new school of modern poetry was born in the East! "

Maitland had an intoxicated smile on his face, and when he took out newspaper articles one by one, he seemed to be telling his masterpiece.

"Is this true?"

Lin Yutang is naturally able to read English newspapers smoothly. The above newspapers such as "The Guardian", "The Times", "The Daily Telegraph", etc. have all commented on Bao Guowei's "Answer".

Although it's not a front-page headline, it's conspicuous enough.

The last Chinese person to be talked about so much by foreigners was Gu Hongming.

Ku Hongming is popular among foreigners largely because he was born in Malaysia and is proficient in English, French, German, Latin and other languages.

Use your language advantage to translate Chinese works and write articles so that foreigners who are curious about China can get a glimpse of it.

But Bao Guowei was completely different. He was born in China, grew up in China, received local education in China, and was a complete Chinese.

It is of extraordinary significance for such a countryman to be sought after internationally!

At that time, domestic society was extremely eager to be recognized by foreigners.

This is understandable. Years of poverty, weakness and war defeats have completely destroyed the self-confidence of the Chinese people.

If only we could let the people of the country know.

Lin Yutang's hands were shaking a little. He was holding a thick copy of the Guardian. The ink on it was clear, much better than local newspapers, and the layout was much more comfortable.

But he had no intention of reading other English articles, and was still staring at the evaluation of Bernard Shaw.

Who is Bernard Shaw?

This gentleman won the Nobel Prize for Literature five years ago. He is the greatest dramatist and critic in England in modern times, and he is also the most outstanding modernist writer with many works.

He paid close attention to China's independence movement and national salvation movement, and united famous figures from various countries to issue declarations of condemnation. He was a good friend of China.

In the domestic literary world, he also has a decisive reputation.

Lin Yutang could no longer suppress the throbbing in his heart. He couldn't wait to write an article and shout loudly.

Look! friends!

The poetry of us Chinese people can also be recognized by masters internationally!

Lin Yutang's joy was beyond words, and Maitland saw hope that things would progress successfully.

And he did not diminish at all, but like a child asking for credit, he took out another copy from the newspaper and said.

"Lin, don't worry. It's not just Mr. Bernard Shaw. There are many people in the European literary world and I have comments from other celebrities here. You will definitely like it."

To be honest, The Times had no interest in local Chinese writers before, and Maitland himself even had a certain prejudice against Chinese people.

But the popularity of Bernard Shaw and various European writers made him unable to sit still any longer.

For European and American businessmen, who cares what their position is? Profit is the most important thing, traffic and eyeballs mean everything!

Thinking of this, he spread out the English version of The Times and started rummaging through it excitedly.

Qiao Yue added with a smile: "You know, you didn't publish this poem in a major newspaper at first. Mr. Maugham saw it accidentally and then helped the poem to be promoted everywhere, so that it can have such a grand event now." !”

As a Chinese, he was proud of Bao Guowei's fame.

"This is it." Maitland slapped his thigh and pointed to a column in the newspaper.

"Mr. Maugham also commented and answered in this way.

I have never understood the historical background of the East, but I can see the author's resistance in the poems, which is different from the Eastern people I have known before.

I once traveled to this ancient country in the East, ten years ago. In the past, people always said that the East was full of gold and spices.

Ten years ago, I could only say that this country was full of ignorance and numbness.

Not to belittle them, on the contrary, I love this country very much. It has excellent places, such as its long cultural history, silk, porcelain, etc.

But under the rule of the Braided Dynasty, their people were like walking zombies whose souls had been extracted, their eyes filled with numbness and ignorance.

But in this poem, I see hope, the hope of a country resisting darkness.

It made me know that this country is not just the insensitive sick man of East Asia, but also a group of people who are working hard for the rise of the nation and the country!

Gentlemen, please read this poem and abandon your arrogance and prejudice."

After listening to this lengthy evaluation, Lin Yutang took a deep breath, and it took him a long time to recover from this evaluation, which was like a short essay.

It can be seen that this gentleman loves the poem "Answer" and contains his deep feelings and sincere blessings for the Eastern countries in the text.

"Mr. Linlin."

Maitland called several times, but when he saw no response, he waved his hand in front of Lin Yutang and asked tentatively.

Qiao Yue also continued to ask: "What do you think?"

If Lin Yutang still disagreed, he immediately nodded and said.

"I can write you a letter, take this letter to Hangzhou, and find Bao Guowei at the address. I believe he will have no other opinions on this matter."

"Thank you sir!"

Things went very smoothly, and Qiao Yue also bowed to Lin Yutang.

Lin Yutang smiled slightly, still holding the wrench in his hand at this time, looking very happy.

He said warmly: "In that case, I will no longer accompany you. I will send this letter and address to your newspaper in a few days. I will also translate this book "Alive" in one month at the latest."

"This"

Maitland and Qiao Yue were a little surprised. Are they seeing off guests now? Normally, we shouldn’t talk about literature and then talk about submissions.

Does this gentleman really have a personality?

But Lin Yutang immediately explained.

"It's not that I don't want to entertain you two."

He then pointed to the manuscript of "Alive" on the table.

"Now I don't want to worry about other things. The most important thing is to translate this book "Alive" for him!" Hangcheng Railway Station.

In early spring, there were not as many people here as there were there. Scholars and students returning to their hometowns had already boarded the return train.

Outside the station, the rickshaw drivers soliciting customers have changed many faces. I wonder if they have not survived the new year or if they have other livelihoods.

When Bao Guowei saw Fang Xinchuan and Tang Feifan packed up and about to leave, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional and asked immediately.

"Has your trip to Shanghai been arranged?

Fang Xinchuan was wrapped in a yellowish white scarf, with a tired look on his face. The dark circles under his eyes became more and more obvious, but his eyes were bright.

"Mr. Tang has contacted the Department of Biology of National Tongji University and agreed that we should transfer there as professors. The conditions there are better and the supporting resources in Shanghai are complete. If you want to promote the mass production of penicillin, go to Shanghai The city is an essential choice.”

Tang Feifan also had two dark circles under his eyes. For those who didn't know, he thought the two great scientists went to the Internet cafe to sit together all night.

He always held a book in his hand and said to Bao Guowei with a smile.

"Bingwen, meeting you is the greatest blessing in my life. You know, as a researcher, the most painful thing is the uncertainty about the research topic.

Throughout their lives, many scholars have discovered that they have been studying a wrong proposition, and that great achievements have been wasted on useless efforts. When their years pass by, they can only sigh with regret! "

He was very moved when he spoke, then took out a medicine bottle from his bag and said.

"I have some finished products here. Although they cannot achieve the best results, they can treat some common diseases. You must take care of yourself. We cannot lose such a pillar of talent."

Tang Feifan saw that the other party seemed a little haggard, so he prepared some emergency penicillin for Bao Guowei.

Seeing this, the corners of Bao Guowei's eyes couldn't help but get a little wet. Most of the gentlemen in this era have an innocent heart and treat others sincerely!

He took the medicine, bowed and said.

"Guowei, thank you two gentlemen for your kindness!"

In this era, this medicine is life-saving. Ordinary people who have never used antibiotics can cure their illnesses with just a little dosage.

You know, before the advent of antibiotics, death from sudden illness was not uncommon, and infection after injury was even more incurable.

Fang Xinchuan asked curiously.

"Bingwen, do you have any plans to go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange in the future?"

He had heard rumors recently that Bao Guowei seemed to be interested in developing in the Shanghai stock market, so he had this question.

Tang Feifan nodded and said: "With Bingwen's talent, he shouldn't settle in a small place like Hangzhou. He should go to Shanghai, Peking, or even London, England. Only in such a big city can he show his talent!"

Bao Guowei nodded and said: "I may have such a plan, but I haven't decided yet. As you gentlemen know, there is still a gap between the culture and education in Hangzhou and Shanghai. If I want to create, I have to go to Shanghai."

Hearing the news, Fang Xinchuan was immediately delighted. He patted Bao Guowei on the shoulder and said.

"Then Mr. Tang and I will go to Shanghai to explore the way for you first. When we arrive in Shanghai, we must come and visit."

"must."

Bao Guowei nodded.

At this time, the train had already pulled into the platform, and the two were about to get on the train.

"See you later!"

Tang Feifan and Fang Xinchuan boarded the train and waved to Bao Guowei repeatedly.

Seeing that the train was about to start, Bao Guowei thought of another thing and couldn't help but remind Tang Feifan.

"Sir, please help me contact the powerful people in the chemical industry. Synthetic ammonia is as important as penicillin."

If synthetic ammonia can be mass-produced, it will bring the domestic military industry to a higher level. How can Bao Guowei not pay attention to it?

Tang Feifan stuck his head out and answered loudly.

"Don't worry! I will definitely help you do it! Just prepare with peace of mind!"

The sound faded away.

His mood was a little complicated. After Bao Guowei left the platform, he bought a bag of oranges from the stall next to him and brought it to the car.

"Uncle Deng, I bought these oranges for you to eat."

"Thank you! How did you know I love oranges?"

Butler Deng from the Zhang Mansion was now his driver. He didn't realize that he was being taken advantage of, and he was very happy, thinking that he was taken seriously, and said with a smile.

"Xian Nephew Bingwen, where are you going next?"

Bao Guowei felt very happy.

"Go to Zhicheng Middle School. I promised the school a few days ago to give them a message, so let's go now!"

Butler Deng stepped on the accelerator and smiled.

"Hey, what are you talking about? You are indeed a good nephew of Bingwen. My incompetent son can't keep up with you now even if you try to flatter him!"

With a puff of dust, the car disappeared at the entrance of the train station.

The heart-rending hawking of rickshaws at the door continues. There are far fewer beggars and deserters in the corner, but there are still a few ragged ones lying on the ground begging for food.

Under the sun, the lives of the people in Hangzhou have returned to peace, but poverty and hardship will still exist for a long time.

But spring is slowly coming.

　Thanks to Mr. Junru Painting for the 500 starting coin reward!

　　The boss is powerful and majestic!

　　Thanks to Mr. Maxim Xiaomianqiu for the 200 starting coin reward!

　　Your continuous feeding makes me intoxicated!

　　I’ve finished writing about Fishing at Work, so I’ll give you a good morning.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)