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

Chapter 151: Bringing some "private goods" to foreigners

"Mr. Bao, we don't mean any harm. This is a letter from Mr. Lin Yutang. Please read it and understand the situation."

In front of Bao's house, Qiao Yue took out a letter that was still intact and waved to Bao Guowei.

But at this moment, a black muzzle was pointed at two people.

Qiao Yue and Maitland were both startled, and Qiao Yue even jumped behind Maitlan.

Maitland, a seasoned English gentleman, raised his hand in just a second.

He blurted out the words with a skill that made people feel distressed.

"Please don't shoot!"

"Mr. Lin Yutang?"

Bao Guowei looked at the two people with some suspicion, took the letter with one hand, checked that it was indeed Lin Yutang's handwriting on the envelope, and then put down the pistol.

No wonder he is.

The two people looked dusty, one was a foreigner and the other was Chinese, with messy hair, as if they had fled.

It has to be suspicious.

Especially now that Bao Guowei has just become famous. As famous as he is, how many people secretly resent his excellence.

In this unstable era, be careful when sailing.

Seeing that Bao Guowei finally lowered the barrel of the gun, Maitland and Qiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

Maitland said in less than fluent Chinese.

"Bao, I really don't mean any harm to you. I am the editor-in-chief of the Shanghai Times. I have come to visit you specially this time. Your "answer" is very important to us!"

It took Bao Guowei a long time to understand the other party's description. When he opened Lin Yutang's letter, he immediately understood what was going on.

Seeing the two people who were still in shock, Bao Guowei felt a little guilty.

Isn't it a bit too much to be held at gunpoint when someone comes to visit you?

But too much is too much, Bao Guowei pointed out, and it is impossible to apologize.

"Hey, I admit my mistake. The local gangs are not very honest these days. You two, please come in!"

He scratched his head, smiled, and put the pistol into his clothes, looking relaxed, as if nothing had happened.

The two finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Bao, you have also seen the reviews of the work "Reply". It is now very popular in European countries. For this reason, The Times would like to invite you to join the "Shanghai Times" as a columnist. "

After finally taking a sip of hot tea, Qiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile when she saw Bao Guowei read the reviews in major newspapers.

Maitland was a little surprised when he entered the house.

A well-known Chinese writer actually lives in such a small and dilapidated house.

But after thinking about it, he understood.

There are many great artists in Europe with very strange behaviors and habits. Perhaps this is how they obtain inspiration for their creations?

Suddenly, Maitland's expression became one of awe.

These are the future artists of China, so we must seize them.

Bao Guowei shuddered, feeling that Maitland had misunderstood something. He coughed and explained.

"Since Mr. Lin Yutang has agreed to publish this "Answer" in English, I naturally have no objection."

"But forget about this columnist. You should know that I have a wide range of interests and know a little bit about everything. I am not someone who can calm down and continue to output."

"Mr. Bao?"

Qiao Yue was a little surprised that the other party would refuse.

This is the Shanghai Times!

A legendary newspaper from England,

In a sense, this newspaper is still the world's number one newspaper with the influence it still has in England today.

The "Shanghai Times" even has a bilingual page in Chinese and English, and many literati and celebrities want to publish articles in it.

And the other party actually refuses?

"Don't say it anymore, gentlemen, if you reprint past articles, I can agree."

Regarding foreign newspapers, Bao Guowei is not like other people of this era, looking at each other with halo.

I think foreigners are good.

What Bao Guowei means is, fuck you, you want me to be a column just as a column?

Unless you spend millions of pounds on me, you can still consider it.

I'm very busy now!

"Mr. Bao, I heard that you recently wrote a book called "Alive". After understanding it, our newspaper also intends to take the lead in helping you explore the European market. What do you think?"

The goal of the column was not achieved.

But Qiao Yue is determined to get this book "Alive". If he can facilitate this transaction, he will also have great achievements.

Bao Guowei found it troublesome, so he waved his hand and said, "The English version of "Alive" will naturally be translated by Mr. Lin Yutang. You can also contact him for subsequent related work."

He is happy to be a hands-off shopkeeper and just collect money.

Lin Yutang must be more familiar with dealing with these foreigners than he is. With their friendship, it would be right to leave it to this gentleman.

It’s just that Lin Yutang is probably still working on that Mingkei typewriter recently?

Bao Guowei thought about it and felt that he could hand over the subsequent detailed drawings of the Mingkui typewriter to the other party.

After this period of time, it is not out of the ordinary to say that I have researched it myself.

"In that case, then we will"

Qiao Yue just planned to flatter him, and then took out a contract and deposit to completely settle the matter.

But he didn't want Bao Guowei to walk to the table by himself, he said as he walked.

"How long do you two gentlemen want to stay in Hangzhou?"

Maitland finally found an answer he could answer.

"The nests will go back at night."

These two people came to Hangzhou on an impromptu basis. They didn't even prepare their luggage and came by train.

In a sense, Maitland, the editor-in-chief, is still very dedicated.

Bao Guowei nodded, and then he wrote something on the table. After more than ten minutes, he skillfully pulled out an envelope and put the manuscript and the drawings he had prepared all in it.

"Mr. Bao, this is."

"Hey, since you brought a letter here, let's bring another one back!"

He showed a row of white teeth and smiled brightly.

On their way back to Hangzhou after leaving Bao Mansion, Maitland and Qiao Yue were both deeply impressed by today's visit. It had been a long time since they had seen such a unique writer.

The most important thing is that the other party is just a seventeen-year-old boy.

He is very mature in his behavior.

During the conversation, these two adults, who were nearly forty years old, felt as if they were being led around.

Moreover, the other party always seems to have a condescending air. Different from the inferiority complex of most Chinese people, this guy has confidence in his bones.

Maitland has met countless high-level people in China. Most of them appear to be majestic on the surface, but their inferiority complex cannot be hidden, especially when facing white people like him.

Why is Bao Guowei so special?

In the words of Maitland.

This guy's eyes sometimes look like God descending into the world, looking down at all living beings.

Qiao Yue didn't understand this. Are these foreigners confused?

Even if you ignore them, they still think you are awesome?

What's wrong?

However, as a Chinese, he did not expose it.

In Maitland's heart, countless curiosity arose about Bao Guowei.

When Lin Yutang saw the letter, it was already the evening of the next day.

Maitland and others did not come to the house because he knew that Mr. Lin Yutang would not entertain him if they did.

This is intolerable for an English gentleman!

So a newsboy brought the letter to Lin Yutang's house.

When he opened the letter, Lin Yutang had just finished assembling the latest machinery and felt that he was done.

He thought it was just an ordinary letter from Bao Guowei. But when he shook the envelope and saw the drawings on it, he almost screamed.

Above this drawing is the latest structure of the Mingkui typewriter.

It was almost exactly the same as what he had envisioned in his mind, and even more perfect. Many of the details made him even more amazed.

"Hey! Is this Bao Bingwen's head made of gold? This is how this place should be designed. Why didn't I think of that?!!"

All of a sudden, Lin Yutang had a new understanding of the structure of the Mingkui typewriter.

He had a bad look on his face and looked at the typewriter he had just assembled. It looked like he was about to disassemble the thing and reinstall it.

Resist the urge to start “working” immediately.

Lin Yutang planned to read Bao Guowei's letter first.

The content of the letter is very simple. It mainly talks about the adaptation of "Alive" and some of its details.

The reason Bao Guowei gave to Maitland and others was that he needed to make some adaptations of the English version of "Alive" so that it could meet the national conditions of the Great Empire!

Not only did Maitland have no doubts, he was even very happy about it.

But Lin Yutang, as a literary master, saw clues from Bao Guowei's description.

he muttered, laughing loudly.

"Hey! This kid Bao Guowei always comes up with some new tricks for me."

"Isn't this asking me to include some private goods in the translated version? To include some private goods from us Chinese people?"

Lin Yutang's pupils shrank. He had never thought that there would be some private information included in the article for foreigners.

In the past, I read some articles from foreign countries, and they always contained Westerners’ sense of superiority, or vague discrimination against Chinese people.

Lin Yutang was always indignant every time he saw this.

But now that he wants to bring in private goods, he has weird thoughts.

Let’s look at Bao Guowei’s description again.

"Bringing the content of the story into the superiority of our nation, such as the indomitable will to survive since ancient times, the Chinese are a race accustomed to silence. As long as they have a mouthful of food and can live, they can live in silence. But if One day you make life a luxury for them, then I'm sorry, no matter you are a prince, noble or the emperor, they will pick up a hoe and have a good talk with you."

Looking further down, Bao Guowei even gave a counterexample, starting with the fact that Indians were successively ruled by various races, which really blackened the country of India.

Oh no, it is still called the British Colonial District of India.

Lin Yutang didn't know why Bao Guowei was so malicious towards Indians, but he found it interesting.

In particular, Bao Guowei mentioned later that some bad qualities of foreigners can be said to be a boomerang.

"Westerners were called monsters during the Tang Dynasty. They had rough skin and thick body hair, and their body odor could be smelled ten miles away."

As a Chinese, Lin Yutang actually felt a little relieved.

Did Bao Guowei want him to covertly write these contents into the English translation of "Alive"?

"This is really a bold guy. He wants to do things that others dare not do."

Lin Yutang's hand holding the letter couldn't help but tremble with excitement, especially when he thought about the impact of this work after it was completed.

The literary value of "Alive" is now beyond doubt.

Lin Yutang can pat his chest and guarantee this.

This work will definitely be sought after and loved by literary masters abroad, and may even trigger a trend of literary genres internationally.

The impact must have been extraordinary.

Ordinary writers want to reflect their personal values, but this guy Bao Guowei actually wants to export the value of the entire country.

Is he crazy? ! !

Lin Yutang began to think freely.

If this work were completed according to Bao Guowei's ideas, what would be the result?

Subtly, foreign elites, writers, scholars and even ordinary readers know that the Chinese have been a powerful nation since ancient times.

The Chinese people have an indomitable will, and their victory is inevitable.

On the contrary, no matter how well you Westerners live your life now, is there nothing wrong with you at all?

Many of your actions are vulgar and primitive. Shouldn't you reflect on yourself?

If you are confused, you can come to the ancient Eastern countries and appreciate the advanced and ancient ideas.

"Kui Bao Bingwen could have thought of this idea!"

Lin Yutang sighed one after another. The PUA method involved was beyond his knowledge, but he instinctively felt how terrifying it was.

You must know that the subtle influence is the most fatal, and people's pursuit of authority is blind.

This is true both at home and abroad.

The thoughts in his head were flowing, and Lin Yutang seemed to be in a battle between heaven and man, and then he slammed the table with his fist.

Because at this moment, scenes of various defeats echoed in his mind, from the Eight-Power Allied Forces' invasion of China to the concessions of various powers, all the humiliating scenes.

There is nothing to be soft-hearted about!

Lin Yutang waved a wrench like a weapon, attacked the invisible enemy in the air twice, and said happily.

"Done it! Let these foreign big noses see what the power of Chinese culture is!"

When it comes to cultural erosion, the Chinese can be said to be the ancestors of Westerners.

Jinmen City.

As the former guard of the old capital Beiping City.

The pier is still bustling.

But the glory of the empire back then is no longer visible.

Many people, old and young, sigh with regret, but let me tell you, the fall of the Qing Dynasty is a good thing.

Guobulo Wanrong has just turned twenty-four this year. At the age when later generations of girls graduate from college and enter society, she is already a queen.

But this queen has now expired.

Today she was basking in the sun in the yard, holding a collection of newspapers in her hand, which was compiled by some vendors in the market.

We specially select some high-quality excerpts from newspapers and periodicals so that people who are not accustomed to reading newspapers can also appreciate the elegance of the latest articles.

Wanrong looked at it carefully. Her body was thin and boneless, and her facial features were exquisite.

If in later generations, he would be a childish aesthetic model sought after by girls.

In fact, for most boys, this kind of girl is not very attractive, and is not even very healthy.

Because they often

Not moist enough.

big! That’s the last word!

Compared with Puyi, who wanted to seek restoration all day long and had big dreams in the Spring and Autumn Period, Wanrong was obviously more sober.

Looking at the history of thousands of years, has any generation of emperors ever successfully restored their country?

What's more, all that's left of the Qing Dynasty is a pile of ruins. It's okay not to realize this imperial dream.

Wanrong is a woman who loves new things. She is willing to take a look at all the new trends in newspapers today.

"Sister Wanrong, what are you looking at?"

A woman with a square face walked over. Isn't she Puyi's "imperial concubine" Wenxiu?

Wanrong smiled slightly and raised the book slightly.

"Read some newspapers."

She scanned the contents.

"This seems to be Bao Guowei's "Answer"."

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