[There is absolutely no objectivity in literary criticism, it is all discrimination and prejudice]
In a corner of the library, a group of young people set up a literary review department.
Hatred and contempt can be seen everywhere, and insults and prejudice are everywhere.
Today, the number of enemy troops has dropped sharply from a hundred to five. Regarding this, Song Juanyi, then the fifth-generation head of the enemy troops, said in a friendly manner: "Damn it, everyone who shouldn't have left is gone!"
Seeing that the Enemy Division was about to be disbanded without any new members, Tao Zutao, the incense brother, stepped forward and abducted... No, Fujiwara Satoshi, who was coming to Japan as an exchange student, was brought into the Enemy Division activity room.
He introduced diligently: "This is Satoshi Fujiwara, we met in the hospital."
The eldest son of Fujiwara bowed shyly: "Hello, Domo (Kong'er)."
Minister Song took the lead in expressing welcome: "Are you Japanese? I heard that Japanese historians have done particularly in-depth research on ancient Chinese history. It happens that Xiao Zhao from our department is studying for a doctorate in history. If you have time, maybe you can exchange information on the current research status of Japanese historians on modern Chinese history."
What is the current situation? It's so hard to guess.
Zhao Minsui, who was suddenly nominated, was submissive and said nothing.
Not to be outdone, Liu Nanyu mocked: "Don't mislead others. The achievements of the 'God of Stone Tools' Fujimura Shinichi are still fresh in our minds. Follow the Japanese and don't learn to distort facts and tell lies."
Who would have thought that this person had gone to a small island to learn shakuhachi. It stands to reason that he should have some respect for other countries' cultures, but he didn't expect that he would speak so rudely.
As the atmosphere became increasingly anxious, Mo Yue, who was pregnant and had a big belly, stood up to mediate: "Okay, aren't we a literary club? Why do we need to talk about these things that have nothing to do with literature? Besides, isn't there a rule in the membership code that says, 'We will never boycott those who love literature from joining the enemy corps because of issues such as position, identity, etc.'? Don't you think what you said goes too far?"
It made sense, and everyone lowered their heads in shame.
The literary club does not talk about literature, just like an emperor who does not care about national affairs but loves beauty, which is nonsense.
So Liu Nanyu changed the topic: "By the way, since the head of Fukuzawa (Yuyoshi) was printed on the 10,000-yen currency (now replaced by Eiichi Shibusawa), is there anything in Japan that can be called literature?"
As we all know, literature has a chain of contempt.
And because personal preferences are different, the chains are different.
Fujiwara Satoshi: "..."
Once you go abroad, you are no longer an individual. Fujiwara Satoshi retorted sharply: "If nothing else, as far as I know, Japan's Haruki Murakami also has a certain audience here!"
Liu Nanyu: "Japanese? Did he admit it himself?"
Satoshi Fujiwara: "Facts do not change based on one's will!"
The two children started arguing about Japan. Minister Song, who was quite eloquent, was afraid that the matter would not be big enough, so he joined in and fanned the flames: "Murakami is Japanese? Do you admit it?"
Brother Xianghuo held his chin and added fuel to the fire: "Who is this the first person to be denationalized by the public?"
Fujiwara Satoshi: "..."
These individuals were not too friendly towards him.
Mo Wei walked up to him and patted his international friend on the shoulder: "Please don't be offended. This is the enemy's long-standing tradition. Newcomers will inevitably be teased by everyone."
It turns out that this siege and suppression against him and his hometown was just a joke, which was totally unacceptable.
Zhao Minsui also comforted him: "This is not a lie. When I first came to the enemy, my hometown was criticized by everyone for a month."
His ability to endure is extraordinary, no wonder he earned a Ph. D. Along the way.
Satoshi Fujiwara was so moved that he grabbed her hand and asked, "Are you Korean?"
Just say that you despise the chain, the chain is different.
Zhao Minsui: "I am from Jiangxi."
Ps: There is no plot, no logic, and it is just nonsense from the beginning.
[There is no distinction between literary preferences/aesthetics. This article is purely for entertainment. Due to my limited vision, some of my views are a bit narrow. Please forgive me for the lack of rigorous content. I also welcome corrections. I hope you will be gentler in your words and not start a fight or compare (∪`●)ゝ~]
Mission: Tolerance and openness, sharing beauty and beauty
