After eating iced fruit tea, the showers actually came.
Many people take shelter from the stairs platform in front of Shanjing Department Store, and this is the only way to go. After all, no matter how cold and heat are, they are so irritating to the point of being soaked.
There was no intention of being outside with everyone, so the two of them took a quick look in the store. When they turned around a location, they actually saw a large number of photo albums. They flipped through it slightly and found that they were all naked or semi-naked booklets, and some even exaggeratedly wrote "A photo album of a 16-year-old girl so-called "
Xiao Bing was a little blushing, but he was still interested in turning it over.
Fang Xin was a little restrained. He looked up and found that the location was actually divided into the "Art Art Zone". After careful examination, he could indeed see some books about art in the mountains of photo albums. However, wherever he looked, Fang Xin saw a strange thing.
A thin student wearing glasses was flipping through the book, slowly moving to a dead corner, and then suddenly stuffed the book into a single bag.
Afterwards, he walked out of the dead corner as if nothing had happened, continued to flip through the book a few times before he calmly crossed the cash register and walked out of the corridor.
This was the first time Fang Xin saw a thief in this world and was shocked.
The student also noticed the gaze, looked back, and then Yang Chang left.
"Why, what did you see?" Xiao Bing put down his photo album and asked Fang Xin.
"Nothing, let's go out!" Fang Xin said, and in the department store, he bought a few items casually, and then left by himself after tying the card.
When I went out, I realized that the rain had stopped. It was only half past five o'clock, and the sun still had a lot of afterglow. Fang Xin and Xiao Bing sat down on the bench in the park not far away.
This is a large park with many small fountains. Many teenagers on skateboards were walking in the square. When they saw the girl, they went up to chat with her: "Hey, do you want to go play with us?"
This is the most recent one, and Fang Xin heard her answer, "All you do is to play for five hundred yuan a night, how about you? We have three!"
Of course, this was the result of Fang Xin's bored writing down, and then copying this sentence and translated it into Xiao Bing.
Of course, not everyone comes to find women, and some people come to practice dance and music. There are even a team of people holding wooden swords practicing desperately.
Fang Xin even noticed that some teenagers, with a hint of danger, wandered in the park like a combative wild ram, and the public toilet really made Fang Xin amazed. After all, those beautiful girls followed the men into the toilet in a noble manner, and there was nothing else but that possibility.
However, Xiao Bing and Fang Xin both noticed that no one was approaching his and her bench. Someone saw the extra position and when he walked over, he was stunned and then avoided.
However, there was still someone who broke the tacit understanding. A student came over. Fang Xin looked over and found that it was the student who had just stole the book. He walked to the two of them in a daze. After sitting down, he stared at Fang Xin and Xiao Bing without saying a word, and took out the sketchbook and started drawing.
"Hi! What are you doing?" Fang Xin couldn't help but say.
"I'm drawing." The student could understand it. He stuttered and said Chinese in a stuttering manner. After saying it, he ignored it and continued to draw.
Xiao Bing and Fang Xin couldn't help but look at each other, but it didn't take long. After a while, the drawing was finished. The student handed over. Xiao Bing took it casually. After expanding it, he immediately said "ah", and his eyes immediately became different.
Fang Xin was also surprised when he looked at it. Although it was just a sketch and a few simple strokes, in the sunset, on the ground, the young girls were interdependent. The young men were pondering, handsome and deep. The girl was staring, and her eyes were full of attachment. The atmosphere was almost vivid. Although Fang Xin didn't understand painting, he also understood that technology could be improved. This artistic talent could give the vitality of the picture scroll, but it was rare.
Obviously, this painting brings closer relationship. Although the painting is only at least second order, it has already shown a person's profound artistic potential.
Xiao Bing said, "The painting is so good. I can collect it. Write your name!"
The student touched his head and then clumsyly wrote down his name, but it was Chihiro Miura.
After Xiao Bing said his name, Fang Xin understood, so he smiled: "Shenixun Miura, what are you looking for after a thousand times?"
"I want to find the peak of painting and the true meaning of art." This sentence seems to have been thought about and recited repeatedly. He is now speaking without thinking, and his Chinese is clear: "I hope to go to the empire to study. If a thousand times doesn't work, then nine thousand times!"
"Okay, when you meet me, you are destined to be. If you want to come to the empire, come to me. I'll give you a brain space address later, just send a letter." Fang Xin saw Xiao Bing smile and knew that she could not make a promise because of her status as an imperial nobleman, but she liked her very much, so she said so.
In just a short time, a tacit understanding arose. With the paintings, the three of them chatted on the bench for a while before they realized that Chihiro Miura recently got into the school and specialized in painting art. Now the official record is the first level. Xiao Bing gently explained that Izumo Guo still had to take the exam path, not to go directly to school, and finally talked about the things in the square.
Chihiro Miura looked at it and said, "Actually, there is nothing, it's just boring. There are also domestic benefits, but most people can't find anything to do, so they just play bored. Look, that girl is still the lady from the county councillor's house!"
As she looked, the girl was wearing a modified kimono, with a beautiful appearance, and her waist was tightly tied. She showed her plump breasts and waist. Some men had already come forward to chat with her, and she was smiling. Finally, she chose a man and walked with him, only five minutes before and after.
So youthful and beautiful, but so, why? Fang Xin is not discriminating against the joy of the body. It is a very normal thing to pursue carnal desire. The more it is more important than the better. But, looking at the situation of these people, it seems that there is not much to do except these, which is abnormal.
"What's wrong, Ashin?" Xiao Bing asked. This time, Fang Xin did not hide it and directly expressed his confusion.
"It's actually very simple. Didn't Chihiro say that? Apart from having fun, they have nothing to do." Xiao Bing said calmly: "No civilization is strong enough, even if it reaches the technical level, there will be only the result of depravity and destruction."
Fang Xin subconsciously became stunned. Suddenly, his whole body shook and he understood completely. This understanding made him creepy and almost tremble.
Reading the history of the empire, it is completely different from the earth. It can be said that you can completely look down on the theory of earth. The first one is nothing, but the later one is completely and clearly speaking, which has become the basic political and economic principle of this world.
After Izumo Country came back, Fang Xin wrote his experience and recorded it in the space. This article was rated as a confidentiality by the imperial government, and added 1,000 credit points and 3,000 contributions.
The specific content is excerpted as follows
"If we regard slaves without any knowledge and skills as a necessary stage in society, we can see that slaves in history do not have the power of construction. Yes, following the research of history, especially projection planes, we can see that slaves will rebel, but their only choice is to kill the slave owner and burn the stronghold."
"From the description of slaves in multiple projection planes, eighty percent means that the slaves divide the food, then eat and drink, and no longer produce. When they find that they need to rebuild production, it is too late. Knowledge and equipment have been burned and killed, and the stronghold has been regressed into ruins. Everything must start over. Some people have no chance to start and are wiped out by hunger and cold."
"And twenty percent of the time, the slave leaders became slave owners, retaining some of their knowledge and equipment, but this did not promote social progress."
"In the years that followed, tenants and peasants and landlords could indeed be called upper class opposition, but we also confirm that no peasant or tenant uprising could play a progressive role in history. They simply rebuild the cycle of destruction and rebuilding. We admit that this resistance made the so-called landlords and aristocratic classes understand the importance of reducing exploitation, which is all the positive factors of class theory, but the damage of the accumulated culture and knowledge by class theory offsets this point. From the perspective of historical progress, class theory has never been an auxiliary and secondary."
"In the long modern society, workers and capitalists have become new class relations, but this still subverts the truth, that is, workers and capitalists have never become the progressive force of a new society, but only the original force of this society. Some people once proposed that workers are the power of a new society, which has been proved to be wrong. Workers are always the most docile ruling class in history."
"It was not until the mechanized production that intelligent machinery replaced humans to do hard and difficult tasks. The social form was the first time, from human exploitation to the extent that humans exploited intelligent machinery, we unknowingly evolved to a higher social form - it turns out that robots are the prophetic proletariat, and all humans have become proletarians."
"The material material is abundant. Whether you work or not, you can obtain basic living materials, including housing, food, basic music and art, and social welfare. We once cheered that the golden age of mankind has arrived, but now we realize that this society is not the perfection I imagined."
"No longer threatened by cold and hunger, no longer political struggles of life and death, security and food and clothing are guaranteed, so many people lose their goals in life. Human beings begin to be confused, empty, and begin to know the meaning of life. Therefore, they can only immerse themselves in enjoyment, especially carnal sensuality, and their morality is unprecedentedly weak. Contrary to what many people imagine, the high-tech era is not an era of religious destruction, but an era of incomparable development of religion and philosophy. The root cause is only one: what is the meaning of our survival?"
"This meaning cannot be obtained from technology and has a profound historical culture. Its people can easily absorb nutrients and strength from tradition, go through this lost stage, and move towards the real golden age. However, countries without profound cultural connotations are lost in it, the people begin to fall, and carnal desires become mainstream, and some even evolve into the magic of the meaning of their existence only if they are constantly stimulating."
"Those who either kill, conquer, or carnal, have the power and can only find their own meaning in this are those Asura Shintos."
"It is an honor that our empire has the oldest civilization in the world, has extremely profound traditions, has the philosophy of heaven, earth and man, and has an extremely powerful Taoist tradition. Therefore, the empire can truly stand at the forefront of the world, but this is not enough. The empire desperately projected to various planes, in order to find new cultures and civilizations, take their essence, and lay the foundation for the Golden Age and even the Holy Taoist Age."
"Technology and civilization are two wheels. A country without technology is only civilization. It cannot enter the temple of human beings. It can only evolve into a castle in the air on paper. However, a country with technology is only lost, degenerate or destruction in the end. I have insight into everything today and come to this, now, in the future, all society in time and space, say this, and teach the holy way."
Of course, this is the future. Fang Xin was in a daze at this time. At this time, Xiao Bing's voice sounded again: "Okay, it's dark, let's go back, we'll go to Mount Fuji tomorrow!"
Fang Xin nodded and saw that there was a card slot, so he went there. Not only did he get 10,000 yuan to Chihiro Miura, but he also left the address in the space represented by his card.
Miura Chihiro saw that Fang Xin was absent-minded and could not say anything anymore. He clapped his hands and stood up and walked out clumsily. Suddenly, he turned around and said with urgency: "Mr. Fang, there is one thing I have to remind you that although you are an imperial family, you should also pay attention to safety and don't let your girlfriend stay away from you. Some perverted guys have lost their minds. They should ignore the majesty of the empire."
Chapter completed!