Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 137 Killing and punishing the heart(1/2)

One year ago, late spring.

As soon as spring arrives in Fen County, the air is filled with catkins. Bo Jiang wore a suit jacket with a large x logo badge and walked among the photographers.

"X University actively responded...supporting education and poverty alleviation...field surveys...outings..."

endure.

"The Writers Association of x city expresses this...under the guidance of xxx..."

Again, patience.

"The results after one year..."

I can't bear it anymore.

The short-term cannons were withdrawn. The instructor pulled Bo Jiang aside and asked him: "Bo Jiang, what is your attitude?"

Bo Jiang has a pair of extremely beautiful phoenix eyes. Normally, these eyes only have a cold and bookish look, but now they look powerful and powerful: "You didn't tell me that I came here to do this."

Didn't tell him there would be reporters here.

I didn't tell him that there would be "support teachers" here.

He didn't tell him that this so-called volunteer teaching at a prestigious school was actually a face-saving project that lasted only seven days.

For seven days, we gave out pencil cases and small schoolbags. We took two hours every day to play the piano, draw pictures, talk about French literature, and read Shakespeare's poems to the children.

Talk about French literature.

What about these students with dirty faces who don't even have enough to eat? In order to highlight a "contrast", the team leader instructed that those children should not even wipe their faces when taking a group photo.

It is necessary to highlight an "authentic" rural environment.

It’s euphemistically called “broadening your horizons.”

Therefore, they had to tease him, a "star student", and even coax and coax him to bring him to cooperate with the filming. Without him, he was the top scorer in the college entrance examination, a beautiful and talented man, and the most popular "decent" Internet celebrity on the Internet.

.

Is there any more suitable candidate than Bo Jiang?

The instructor said: "Bo Jiang, no classmate behaves like you. Can you tell me what you are dissatisfied with? The school foundation has given you the most resources and the greatest support. The teachers in the foundation know that the conditions here are not good.

, I built a new bathroom specifically for you; knowing that the food here is not good, I hired a cook to bring it here for you."

You eat the food cooked by the cook hired by the school, and the children in the village go back to eat their own food.

What else are you dissatisfied with?

Bo Jiang: "You didn't say I came here to do this kind of thing. I came to X University to study, not to be a propaganda tool for you."

The instructor said: "Bo Jiang, you are a member of the student union. Every move you make represents X University. Don't be willful. I understand. You are a kid from a rich family. Do you think the conditions here are too poor, so you use these reasons?"

Prevarication? Indeed, there is no wifi here, and there is no 24-hour hot water supply..."

no.

no.

Bo Jiang felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He turned to look at the reclaimed fields in Fen County. The fields in spring were not green, but looked like puddles of yellow mud that had been stirred up.

There is subtle life growing in the yellow mud.

When he was fourteen, he wore this body. When he was sixteen, he took the college entrance examination and got perfect scores. So he was admitted to one of the best universities. Although most of the children of the Bo family can rely on family connections to go to various prestigious schools,

But Bo Jiang stood out and attracted everyone's attention. The Bo family held a grand entrance banquet for this purpose, where celebrities from academia and art circles gathered. The old head of the Bo family tremblingly patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Bo Jiang is

Unparalleled talent."

"X University is the best university in the world. You will get what you want there." The old man said.

That was the first time Bo Jiang felt a sense of belonging in this world.

In the era of thin survival, knowledge was often monopolized by the aristocratic class. But now these institutions called universities only charge low tuition fees, but selflessly dedicate higher education to every student. Millions of people now have the ability to acquire knowledge.

Ability.

The university should be the highest and pure place.

Before Bo Jiang filled out his application, he received calls from numerous colleges and universities, and finally he chose X University. He knew that many old professors would be disapproving of his knowledge. But Bo Jiang was not afraid.

Perhaps he could patiently discuss academics with them and share his own knowledge... Just like once, he stood in the court and had a conversation with those Confucian scholars.

Until he entered the school, he was drawn into the student union, various organizations, various speech contests, and various "honorary activities" for the purpose of gaining fame and reputation.

It turns out that the winner of the competition can be determined by default.

It turns out that the old professor who accepted him as his apprentice wanted to use his fame as a bargaining chip to make himself an academic star.

It turns out that in front of the "highly respected" academic seniors in the industry, "authority" is far more important than the truth. In their hands, history is a little girl who can be dressed up. As long as it can meet a certain reference purpose, the little girl can be dressed up in any way.

Even in their eyes, Bo Jiang cannot be an "ordinary student". He can play too many roles. Everyone is happy to see him become a "genius", just like this time, he was also moved here

.

Coupled with the company's business requirements, Bo Jiang has almost no opportunities of her own to get in touch with the world.

In other words, this is what they expect. Both the company and the school believe that Bo Jiang's authentic ancient temperament is very precious.

It needs to be isolated and refrigerated and stored carefully.

Later he found a book in the library. Bo Jiang rarely read literary works of this era, but this time he accidentally opened it in the afternoon sun. The protagonist in the book lives in a world that is almost utopian.

.There is no pain in his life because people are not allowed to complain. The protagonist is the best in this world. He loves learning and concentrates on studying. He stays up all night and forgets to eat and sleep in order to prove the theorem in a book. In the end, he won the first place

graduates from universities in this world.

After graduation, the protagonist, as the best graduate of University B, was given a job - to enter the Ministry of Truth.

The Ministry of Truth said: "We admitted you because you love knowledge so much. This admission is a gift to you. You should be grateful, because you will stay with your favorite knowledge for the rest of your life."

The protagonist sees his new job. He will live with the other smartest people in the world

In this white tower, knowledge and theorems are fabricated for all people in this world.

All knowledge in this country is made up.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Bo Jiang closed the book. A symphony sounded in the library urging students to return to the dormitory. He put the book back on the shelf, and the old man who was sorting the books asked him: "Why are you seeing this so late?"

"Life." Bo Jiang said.

Just like now, he was standing on the ridge of the field. The instructor asked him: "Look, this green field, such beautiful nature, such simple children, do you feel that your soul has been cleansed here?"

The camera's cannon was aimed at him again. The instructor closed his eyes again and said intoxicatedly: "The fragrance of the soil! So refreshing! Only the soil in the spring countryside has such a smell!"

No. Bo Jiang thought. He had smelled other smells of earth.

It's the salty taste of blood.

The soil of the Bo Dynasty was soaked with blood. There was wet soil all over the city and outside.

'Why not accept this set of rules and use them to get what you want?' A voice asked him, 'You are the beneficiary of this utopian world.'

But when Bo Jiang finally spoke, she said:

"I'm tired and want to take a year off from school."

On the day that was only one year away from graduation in Shengli, he said this to his instructor.



Now.

Yi Wan: "Many years later, when Qu Yun stood in front of the firing squad that stabbed him to death on the throne, he would surely think of the afternoon when he led his army to attack the imperial city of the Zhou Dynasty..."

How come I suddenly experienced a hundred years of solitude?

Chi Jixia: "Why are you talking about this?"

"Bo Mingjiang is going to die soon. I suddenly want to give a spoiler to Bo Jiang... Hmm." Yi Wan put down the script without changing his expression, "Qu Yun died tragically."

Bo Jiang:……

thank you.

He ignored Chi Jixia's pile of rubbish about "Yi Wan really cares about his son" and turned to the next page of the script.

Unexpectedly, he didn't have the kind of mood swings that he imagined... But Chi Jixia said from the side: "Yi Wan, why are you covering your mouth with the script."

Yi Wan put down the script: "...it's okay."

Qu Yun's army surrounded the imperial city for three full months. These three months were an absolute torture to the people inside and outside the city.

He was not in a hurry at first. An easy victory is like a delicious meal, and delayed gratification will make the meal even more delicious.

But he didn't expect that the city could be defended for three months.

Finally, when Qu Yun's army began to become restless and commotion, rumors began to appear in the city.

Someone in the city started cannibalism.

Prince Bo quickly reacted to the rumors and killed those who spread the rumors. But the rumors only got worse.

Finally there are new rumors.
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage