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312. Explore

What Yang Yi said in the class meeting can play a role in parents and how many students can get out of the shadow of "other people's children". He has no ability to pay attention and does not have the leisure time. Doing the right thing at the right time depends on God's will.

Perhaps after hearing this, some parents change their attitude and pay more attention to methods when speaking to their children in the future. Of course, some people will never change the educational methods they have always been accustomed to just because of a stranger's teenager.

For the latter, perhaps it is not only useless for Yang Yi to say it, but even if He Yue comes forward to say that, they can find a reason to use "other people's children" as a reference.

Just like a person drinks water, he knows the temperature and heat, but he doesn't care.

...

For Yang Yi, these are just a small adjustment in life. Anyway, my mother will not use other people's children to make things difficult for him. This aunt who lived a leisurely life like a landlady in the university town in the future would not show off Yang Yi to his acquaintances. Yang Yi would be grateful.

To a certain extent, Yang Yi felt that Su Wan's mother was much more kind than his mother! When it comes to being proud of her family, Su Wan's fame - at least from the surface, she is much older than him, but Su's mother never shows off her daughter in front of the neighbors.

Her low-key attitude is in sharp contrast to her mother's attitude of "my son is so good". Yang Yi felt that if she put all her achievements out, her mother would probably rush to the imperial capital after seeing it. Everyone knows that she yelled in front of ** Square.

The right judgment is right.

For more than half a month, Yang Yi has been stuck in his bedroom, concentrating on recalling and studying... OK, just say it, concentrating on plagiarizing and adapting "Tough Stone".

Although Yang Yi has read this book less than five or six times, it is still somewhat unrealistic to have a human mind that wants to perfectly reproduce the text. Take the name for example. The Persian name in the original text comes from a widely circulated folk story - a black stone that specifically absorbs people's suffering.

But fortunately, I am competing with allusions and folk stories. With thousands of years of origin in China, I am not afraid of any foreign system civilization.

Pangu's marrow transforms into jade treasures, Nuwa refining the sky-repairing stone, Bian He ponders the Heshi Bi, fate determines the three lives, the stubborn stone nods...

Some recent history can be found, Mr. Wu Liu is drunk and awakened by stones, Mi Dian worships Yun Gu, Huizong's Huashi Gang, Ming Taipu is promising his family because of stones... It is better not to have too many.

Revise and revise this classic work in contemporary foreign literature little by little. I have to say that some people take it for granted that plagiarism is a very simple job. Yang Yi used to think so, but when he squeezed out "Shennong Code" in pain like constipation, he no longer thought so. Now, to reproduce "Tough Stone", it would be even more extraordinary suffering.

Alas, when Yang thought of his previous life, when he was sarcastic to Si Niang like others, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. It's not that you want to copy, you can copy it if you want to copy it!

I guess Si Niang worked as hard as she did when she copied the plagiarism? The difference is that Yang Yi didn’t have to worry about the original author jumping out to fight against counterfeiting. The better the more it was, the more it was; while Si Niang needed to change her face and package it well.

But that guy has the original work at hand, just compare it with the adaptation, and Yang Yi relies entirely on his own memory.

It is hard to make a conclusion easily who is more bitter. But one thing is certain, in short, it is just shameless.

...

During these ten days, Yang Yiwo never went anywhere at home. Occasionally, he learned on the phone that Su Wan had just hung up a name at Yigao and had never been to the classroom for a day. The two of them were really married and married. Judging from the look of Wei Feifei, Chen Cheng and others expecting that day, they had to continue to look forward to and disappoint. After repeated alternation, this resentment lasted forever.

Jiang Nan "completely" broke off contact with him. In short, the deputy squad leader looked really arrogant. Usually, after a day or two, at most not more than a week, Jiang Nan would always call Yang Yi on his own initiative, or Yang Yi would hang up in Building 1, the Municipal Party Committee Courtyard.

But now, it’s already heaven, and the eldest lady seems to be steaming in the world.

When Yang Yi came to his senses in the middle, he also realized something was wrong. Although he didn't want to face Jiang Nan with any identity and mood, he still called there.

The specific situation is as follows: After Aunt Huang answered the phone, she heard it was Yang Yi's voice. Without asking more questions, the reborn man heard her greeting "Xiao Nan, your phone number" there.

Then there is a long silence...

Then, Aunt Huang, who had returned, picked up the phone again, and smiled dryly and said nonsense that she didn't believe in: "That, Xiao Yang, I murmured that I went to my classmate's house to review my homework today, that..."

Yang Yi smiled helplessly. Since Jiang Nan expressed his attitude, he had to accompany her and continue to play the game of stealing the bell.

Who made him unstable, defeated by Su Wan in one fell swoop, and then gradually fell into the gentle land of cold girls? That was an especially different experience for him. The girl who ignored most people or things in this world decided to be alone. In this case, Yang Yi felt that he could not blame him.

"Okay, am I a little shameless?" The writing has been decided, and today's planned chapters are almost completed. Yang Yi looked through it and found that the number of words is nearly 30,000, which is based on plagiarism and adaptation of translation. If it weren't for this, if he could write a thousand words in 16 days, he would be considered a high-yield writer.

This is the gap between traditional classic literature and universal best-selling, not to mention the best-selling that previously imitated "What Things in the Ming Dynasty" and "Tibet Code" with a somewhat Internet-oriented nature.

The number of words is not too many now, but Yang Yi does not intend to reappear in one breath. He still has one of the most important joints that has not been opened.

That's to find a good translator.

In his previous lives, although the contemporary literature of China has never been recognized worldwide, it is an indisputable fact that it lacks a good translation in addition to its poor quality. After all, only by fully understanding the subtleties of a language can we resonate and be interested in the articles written in this language.

Chinese is profound and graceful, but unfortunately, some of the most important literary awards in the world are dominated by Germanic and Latin languages. Chinese-based articles, even if they are obtained from heaven, cannot withstand the fading of the translation process.

But this time, Yang Yi was quite sure.

His own teacher Ji Tangdan is a master of Chinese and Western knowledge. Perhaps he is a little far from the Zongli School, but when it comes to article translation, it is not only recognized by the domestic cultural and academic circles. After the translation of famous works by some foreign masters entered the Chinese market, those agents or publishing editors would also indicate to ask the old man to take action.

If this kind of resource is not used properly, Yang Yi feels that he has copied such a good one in vain.

...

"Did you write this?"

When Yang Yi arrived at the old man's house, the old man was moving his beloved orchid into the house. The fog dissipated at around 9 o'clock, and the light was about the time to move back to the dark room. After hearing Yang Yi's intention, the old man was interested in going into the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came out, he didn't have time to dry the water stains on his hands, so he snatched the manuscript from Yang Yi's hand. But he just casually flipped through the first three manuscripts, and the old man's face darkened.

"There are no one here, just tell me honestly, did you write this?" Ji Tangdan lowered his head and stared at Yang Yi, but there was an old and firm momentum in his shriveled body: "Of course, you are just kidding, I don't blame you, old man."

It describes the past events between the lines of the Republic of China. It is indeed a smell of blue bricks, black tiles, and long robes, mandarin gowns and small dresses. In the storm of Chinese and Western cultures, there are coachmen drinking big bowls of tea, gentlemen wearing gold-rimmed glasses and bow tie, there are flowing orioles who are drunk and dreaming after the night rises, and there are ladies who learn to yearn for the Western world...

Ji Tangdan then casually flipped through the contents behind, the collision of war, religion, social systems, and the awakening of women's struggle for dignity and status. So many things did not make him funny at all, but these words formed a three-dimensional concrete image, which was vividly presented before his eyes.

Such exquisite and refined words, as well as insight into people's feelings, and even many small details, as well as the unique worldview, values ​​and contradictions of people in that era, are all described accurately and vividly.

How could an article on such a subject be written by people who have not personally experienced that era?

Ji Tangdan has always valued the morality of students the most. If he is a talented but not a virtuous person, he would even feel like hello.

But Yang Yi's answer immediately made him frown: "Yes, it was written by me. Is there anything wrong?"

This guy is just leaving his integrity behind. Isn’t the lower limit just used to break through? Isn’t a foreigner’s crime against him if he doesn’t act on him?

In short, every reborn person will have sufficient reasons to defend his guilt for his plagiarism. Yang Yi feels that he has inherited the tradition of reborn person, and we are no longer taking action against our compatriots and have turned aside.

Well, it is Yang Yi’s own evaluation of himself. He thinks this comment is very accurate.

"Written by yourself?" Ji Tangdan looked at Yang Yi deeply. Just when the latter could hardly resist such sharp eyes, the old man nodded: "Come on, come with me."

When he arrived at the old man's room, Yang Yi was done properly at Ji Tangdan's instructions, and then he heard the old man humming and asked, "Since you said that this was written by you, I'll ask you, do you know, did the rickshaw drivers put their sweat towels on their necks or tucked on their waists during the Republic of China?"

"There are all the neck and shoulders." Yang Yi smiled happily. These things are not found in "Tough Stone". In order to digest what describes Afghanistan into his own, he has read a lot of information about the Republic of China. These days, the documents borrowed from the Yueda Museum and the Yuezhou Museum were almost filled with his house.

Ji Tangdan did not stump Yang Yi, and he continued to ask the next one with a calm expression: "You have a lot of new ideas about women in that era. So what happened to the original female school?"

"The "Secretary of the School" released in O3 began to classify female students into the Family Education Law. When the female students were first established in 1905, it was still under the family education department. The next year when the Jiannu witch issued an order to run a school, female students became a separate system and were included in the jurisdiction of the school department. In the next year, after the promulgation of 39 and 2 items, women's education was officially legalized."

"At that time, there were also demands to break superstitions. How do you think generally?" Ji Tangdan did not relax at all, and asked questions as he was casual: "One is to strengthen his courage."

"The second is to seek more knowledge."

Ji Tangdan asked for a full question for nearly half an hour, from home customs to industry rules in different industries, and various social phenomena... In short, the old man asked whatever he thought of, and did not give Yang Yi any time to react.

But in the end, even he had to admit that Yang Yi had no problem in terms of textual research. That is to say, this book is likely to be the result of Yang Yi's independent completion.

Could it be that he was wronged? Ji Tangdan was puzzled. It was not that he knew that Yang Yi had talent, but it was absolutely impossible to do some things well with his talent alone. Otherwise, this world would not hurt Zhong Yongyi.

Ji Tangdan could never imagine that in this world, there could still be someone who went against the long river of time from the world seventeen years later. These words were simply Yang Yi copied other people's famous works, and they were nothing more than changing the characters, locations and customs one by one.

In short, as straightforward as Ji Tangdan, he can't expose someone according to the conventional methods.

Yang Yi looked at Ji Tangdan with a puzzled look and skeptical look. He was also a little funny when he admired him.

This old man was still fucked with him. If he didn't dispel his suspicion, let alone let him translate the article, he was afraid that just "supporting" the "original author" of this manuscript would be a thing of the past.

"Teacher, why don't you do this? You'll watch here. I'll drive some of the following chapters that have not been written down below for you to see." Yang Yi spoke tentatively. There was no way out. Although he couldn't fundamentally question the author of this manuscript, he could at least get rid of some suspicion.

Ji Tangdan nodded and thought for a while, and felt that he could only do this now, so he nodded: "You write, I'll wait."

...

Half an hour passed, and in order to reassure the old man, Yang Yi tried his best to recall the original text of "Tough Stone" without any slacking off.

It is very coincidental that if the terms of later online novels are explained, the scene that the article will describe next happens to be a ** part of the article, and the so-called "ignition point" is also the case. In this few scenes, the enemy's sentinel is about to approach, and the bullet may tear the heroine's body at any time, but those repentances that cannot be controlled are still continuing...

The scene of suffering was gradually displayed on the paper. Ji Tangdan didn't agree at first, but when his eyes fell on the flying pen tip, the old man could finally be surprised.

The characters are the characters, and the characters written by Yang Yi clearly already have their own soul.

The style of this subsequent work is extremely unified with the previous text, and the plot and character portrayal are also echoed and slowly sublimated. The most important thing is that all the text is achieved by Yang Yi in one go under his own surveillance.

About an hour later, Yang Yi, who was ambushing the desk, finally raised his head, stretched his waist very comfortably, rubbed his wrist, and handed the manuscript paper to Ji Tangdan: "Teacher, take a look."

No need to see, Ji Tangdan hadn't left Yang Yi's side for a moment.

It is not difficult to write a novel in a continuation, especially for those with writing skills. It is not difficult to be familiar with the previous and later texts and imitate the style and draw the picture.

But the things that Yang Yi just wrote cannot be said to be just a continuation. When you read the article before and after, it is an inseparable whole, perfect and flawless whole.

The old man had no choice but to doubt it now. His eyes at Yang Yi changed from the initial displeasure and awe-inspiring moment to the current incredible.

How is this possible? If you don’t have profound social experience and have not experienced that turbulent era, how can you write these words in front of you? The so-called text is born from the heart, especially depicting the psychological activities and changes in the mood of a specific group or a specific individual. If you don’t observe carefully and think deeply, you can’t write it out at all.

If a person has had a similar experience, even if he listened to the oral statement of the person involved...

Huh? Wait, the person involved said oral? Ji Tangdan probably had no choice but to not believe it, so he could only start to make excuses for his disciples. There was a very subtle psychological change, but the situation began to change in the favorable direction of Yang Yi.

"How did you think of writing this subject? And the things you wrote seem to be quite familiar?" Ji Tangdan blinked and looked at his closed disciple expressionlessly: "Where have you ever been exposed to these things before?"

Yang Yi may not be the best in other aspects, but by relying on a little more than others, he will be invincible. However, in some aspects, such as observing words and expressions, such as following the flow of the boat, his skill is far away from ordinary people.

At this moment, I saw Ji Tangdan’s words showing signs of loosening, and his head was turning urgently, and his mouth was already following the old man’s words: “When I returned to the stream during the Chinese New Year, my uncle and grandma always pulled us brothers and sisters to talk about the past. I heard too much about some things and can’t forget them now. And I have been reading Mr. Lao She’s articles during this period. After reading the novella of the novella, I always feel something.”

On the shameless road, Yang Yi has gone further and further, and probably can't turn back.

After hearing this explanation, Ji Tangdan didn't know whether to accept it or not, but he stood there in a daze for a long time before shook his head and sighed slightly.

This sigh made Yang Yixin tremble for a long time, afraid that the old man would suddenly say this - "Although I can't prove that this was not written by you, I still don't believe it."
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