Genius Club.

Chapter 330 My Man (Additional chapter for the regret of the leader Mo Wen!)
"Since you don't know where to go, I don't know where to go either..."

Lin Xian spread his hands:
"Then why don't we just wander around? We can take a bus and get off wherever the bus stops and visit whatever attractions there are."

To be honest, he was really a little surprised.

Because both he and Liu Feng agreed that Huang Que must have lied just like before due to the elasticity of time and space, and actually came to Copenhagen for a purpose.

But I didn't expect it.

She was just here to stroll around...

casual.

It is precisely the most difficult thing.

Helpless, Lin Xian had to resort to this last resort.

Fortunately, Copenhagen is an internationally renowned tourist city with a well-developed tourism industry and complete tourism services and infrastructure.

You can take the special tourist bus directly from the airport, and the routes of these tourist buses are very reasonably planned, so you can really realize what Lin Xian said about walking and visiting wherever you want.

Lin Xian pointed to the tourist bus that had just pulled up to the station:

"Let's take this bus. Many stops along the route are tourist attractions, so we don't have to worry about making choices."

The yellow bird nodded:
"pretty good idea."

The bus's automatic door closed...the vehicle started and headed for the suburbs.

There weren't many people on the bus, less than half of the bus was occupied, and there weren't many vehicles on the road either, so this tourist bus was running very fast.

The yellow bird looked at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, not knowing what it was thinking.

Maybe he was really enjoying the scenery.

I have to say that Denmark is relatively sparsely populated and has nice natural scenery, but you rarely see animals. I guess cattle, sheep and other livestock are mainly raised on a large scale.

Lin Xian also looked over the plush hat on the yellow bird's head and looked at the scenery outside the bus:
"My main understanding of Copenhagen comes from the century-long debate between Einstein and Bohr on quantum mechanics."

"I know about it."

The yellow bird said softly:

“But in fact, that debate was not held in Copenhagen, but in Brussels, Belgium, at the Fifth Solvay Conference.”

"That debate of the century brought together the world's top physicists... Einstein, Planck, Marie Curie, Schrödinger, Heisenberg, Lorentz, Richardson, Born... all of them are well-known physics geniuses."

"Even though these geniuses argued fiercely over certain viewpoints in quantum mechanics and each held his own opinion, their essence was still to argue for the common progress and development of human civilization. Therefore, this century-long debate still has a very positive significance for the development of physics in the next 100 years."

"After the debate, a famous photo was taken, which was praised as an all-star photo of human physicists, the smartest group of people on earth, and so on... I have to say that these claims are not exaggerated. Even today, a hundred years later, there is still no photo that can surpass it."

"Those people are indeed true geniuses..."

Lin Xian sighed:
"Those fantasy novels about cultivating immortals always like to write that the older something is, the more powerful it is, and that all techniques become stronger as they age. But why does the scientific community also have such an illusion? Obviously, in today's era, the achievements of many scientists have actually surpassed those scientists, whether compared horizontally or vertically."

"But... whenever we talk about great scientists, the first few names that come to mind are Newton, Gauss, Galileo, Einstein, Edison... When it comes to who won the Nobel Prize in Physics in recent years, most people probably don't know the answer."

The yellow bird looked at the scenery outside the window and fell silent.

She turned her head and looked at Lin Xian:

"I suddenly want to ask, which scientist do you like best?"

"me?"

Lin Xian really hadn't thought it through for a moment.

Huang Que looked into Lin Xian's eyes:
"It doesn't have to be a scientist, it can always be a genius in history... If you were asked to choose the one you respect, like, and admire the most, who would you choose?"

"Um……"

Lin Xian fell into deep thought:
"It's a difficult question for me to answer. My first reaction would be to answer Einstein, right? After all, his name is so well-known."

"If the genius you're talking about includes not only geniuses in the field of science, but also geniuses in the field of art... I actually prefer Leonardo da Vinci or Beethoven."

Huang Que smiled inexplicably:
“Beethoven is good.”

"Isn't Da Vinci okay?" Lin Xian asked.

The oriole smiled but said nothing.

Coincidentally.

At this time, the bus stopped.

The voice broadcast in English informed the passengers that they had arrived at Andersen's Cemetery.

"Want to go down and take a look?"

Lin Xian pointed at the sign outside the window:
"Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales" should be the same Andersen.

"Of course, there are not many famous Andersen in the world." Huang Que stood up and walked towards the car door.

……

Lin Xian really hadn’t thought about it.

He had never read "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales" seriously, but he visited Andersen's cemetery first and came directly to deliver a razor blade to the author.

Most of the foreign fairy tales that Lin Xian knew were not from fairy tale books, but from hearsay from various other places.

He knew that Snow White seemed to be resurrected by the prince’s kiss in the end;
Knowing that the little match girl eventually died in the hallucination of flames;

The ugly duckling finally endured the humiliation and became a white swan;
The Emperor's New Clothes is just an ironic story and the ending is unknown.

He reacted suddenly.

[It seems that many fairy tales do not have a decent ending. 】

Everything starts and ends in a hurry, and the last few decades of time are often just passed by in a flash.

Lin Xian and Huang Que strolled in Andersen's cemetery.

There's no one here.

Exceptionally quiet.

After walking around for so long, I didn't see any other tourists.

Perhaps most people are not very interested in tombs and cemeteries when traveling.

But Lin Xian quite likes this humanistic atmosphere.

Walking in Andersen's cemetery is like walking in his imaginative fairy tale world.

think carefully……

The combination of him and Huang Que is indeed quite fairy-tale-like.

A time traveler from the future, a sleepwalker who can dream of the day before the end of the world in an infinite loop, this is a very good fairy tale no matter how you look at it.

But how can we describe this heavy 600 years of time and fate in a single sentence using the tone of a fairy tale?

at last.

As they went deeper into the cemetery, they came to Andersen's grave.

A very small grave and a very small tombstone, surrounded by a low black iron fence, seem to be unworthy of the status of this world fairy tale master.

But life is like this when it returns to the earth, without any distinction between light and heavy.

Lin Xian lowered his head.

I found a small mermaid toy placed in a corner of the black fence.

He picked it up and took a look. It was indeed a little mermaid, in Disney style: "The Little Mermaid"

Lin Xian said:

"I was in college when I learned the full version of this fairy tale. I always thought it was a heartwarming story, but later I discovered it was actually a tragedy. In the end, the little mermaid turned into bubbles and disappeared for love."

“How can this be considered a tragedy?”

Huang Que withdrew his gaze from Andersen's tombstone and looked at the little mermaid toy in Lin Xian's hand:
"Not all stories have to be about two people loving each other and living together forever to be considered a comedy. For the little mermaid, enduring so much pain and giving up so many years of life to become a human, even if she can only accompany the prince for a few days, it is enough for her."

"If you put yourself in the shoes of the prince or other characters when reading this fairy tale, you might feel it is a tragedy, a regret, and a pity. But if you stand in the perspective of the little mermaid...even if you give her 10,000 chances to choose again, she will endure the pain and torture, turn her fish tail into legs, and go ashore to find her prince."

"Because this is the meaning of her life. Compared to sailing in the sea for a thousand or ten thousand years, it is better to walk on the knife-like beach to meet the prince she has been thinking about day and night. From a rational point of view, the little mermaid is indeed a little in love, but... isn't love blind and impulsive in this way?"

"Under rationality, there is no love, only transactions, trade-offs, and distribution of benefits. So under this premise, the spirit of the Little Mermaid, who is brave for love and dares to love and hate, is more precious."

Huang Que took the little mermaid toy from Lin Xian.

He wiped off the dust and dirt on it with a handkerchief, then placed it on a white plaster statue next to him, looked at it and smiled:

"You haven't read the original text of The Little Mermaid, so you probably can't understand what I'm saying. When the little mermaid turned into bubbles and disappeared, she left with a smile. She had no regrets and didn't feel any remorse."

……

Lin Xian listened to Huang Que's story and felt as if there was something else behind his words:

"The little mermaid you're talking about, you don't mean -"

"Yes."

The yellow bird nodded:
"It's Chu Anqing."

?

Question marks began to appear in Lin Xian’s head.

How did you start a cross-server chat? Aren't you talking about yourself?

"I am very grateful to you for going to Chu Shanhe in advance to explain the situation."

Lin Xian continued along the topic raised by Huang Que:
"If I were asked to face the parents who were looking forward to their daughter's return home, I really wouldn't know how to start."

"Let's go."

Huang Que turned away from Andersen's grave, put his hands in his coat pockets, and walked in the direction he came from:
"Let's go to the next attraction."

……

Traveling aimlessly actually makes you feel more relaxed and at ease.

The two of them followed the tourist bus line and visited many attractions near Copenhagen.

The National Gallery, Roskilde Cathedral, the Round Tower, the Gefion Fountain, the University of Copenhagen, and I really had to go to the shallow seaside of the Langeline Promenade to see the statue of the Little Mermaid.

can only say.

The Daughter of the Sea is indeed very lonely.

the end.

As the sun sets in the evening, the fiery clouds in the high-latitude areas have a unique sense of grandeur and epic heaviness.

The orange-red sky seemed to be dripping with blood.

Everything in the world turned red.

After a day of sightseeing, Lin Xian and Huang Que arrived at the last stop of their trip today.

Amalienborg Palace.

Compared with the Forbidden City of Dragon Kingdom, the royal palace here is naturally a bit small.

But every palace and every statue of the king also bears witness to the history of an era.

The most famous event of the day at Amalienborg Palace is the changing of the guard ceremony of the Royal Guard at 12 noon. Each soldier is nearly two meters tall, wearing bear fur hats, ancient military uniforms, and big leather boots, looking very solemn and dignified.

But when Lin Xian and Huang Que arrived here, it was already dusk under the orange-red clouds.

The sun almost sank below the horizon, using its last rays of light to warm the peninsula in the farthest corner of the earth.

At this time, no attractions are open.

The two of them stood outside the palace, outside the fence, looking at a towering statue of a hero on horseback.

The statue is very tall, several stories high.

By reading the introduction on the bronze plaque below, Lin Xian knew that this was a statue of the former King of Denmark, Frederick V.

On the copper plate below the statue, the king's last words are engraved:

[I have never offended anyone, and my hands are not stained with a drop of blood. I feel great comfort in the last moments of my life.]

After reading it, Huang Que snorted:
"Although I don't know this period of Danish history, I think a king who can make such last words is definitely not a qualified king."

"If he is lucky enough to live in a peaceful era, he can still rely on his ministers to maintain the transition; but in an era of war, such a king, such a leader, is a disaster for the people."

Lin Xian looked at her with a smile:
"It seems that you are a militant person."

"But now my thoughts are the same as yours. It is indeed too naive to win without taking a drop of blood. Now, I have made up my mind."

"I also understand what you said on the aerospace plane that day. You said Xiang Yu was not a hero, but Yu Ji was. If I were Xiang Yu, I would rush out and die on the way out. I would truly live up to the saying that if you live, you should be a hero, and if you die, you should be a hero."

"Now I just want to make myself stronger quickly, master the secret and power of the cosmological constant, then sneak into the Genius Club, catch those bastards with ulterior motives, and finally... find Chu Anqing back."

"I know this is not an easy road, but this is how the world is. No matter what you want to save, it is not as easy as destroying it. But it is also because of this that saving it is more important."

……

Listen.

Huang Que turned away from facing the statue, his blue eyes reflecting the orange-red of the setting sun, and looked at Lin Xian with a gratified smile:

"I'm so glad to hear such words from you. It seems that you have really grown up."

"I like people like you, Lin Xian. People always like to hear stories about saviors saving the world, but many people don't realize that saviors are not born saviors. He was just a helpless child at the beginning. He would make mistakes, get afraid, hesitate, be lost, and be confused..."

"This is all normal and reasonable. He always needs a process, even a long and tortuous process, to grow, and finally become a savior. But many people don't realize this. They always think that a savior is born to be a savior and cannot have any flaws."

"It's just like many people going on blind dates and getting married. Everyone wants to find an excellent, mature, and perfect partner. But a general is not a general at the beginning, and a hero is not a hero at the beginning. Everyone needs a journey to go from immaturity to maturity, and from ordinary to great."

Lin Xian tilted his head and looked at Huang Que:

"I've always been curious, and I hope you don't find that offensive. Are you... married?"

The yellow bird was amused, lowered its head and shook it:
"I can't tell you."

Lin Xian spread his hands:
"Then let me ask it another way. Like you just said, would you look for an excellent and great man? Or would you look for an immature and ordinary man?"

……

……

The shadow of Amalienborg Palace stretched out towards the other side of the sky under the last rays of sunset.

The startled birds took off in flocks from the palace eaves and returned home into the night.

The oriole slowly raised its head.

The blue eyes finally brightened up again in the night:
"I will accompany him in his ordinary life, teach him to be excellent, and wait for him to mature. Then..."

"Watch him slowly become great."

(End of this chapter)