Jiang Daoquan came out of the bungalow and went straight out of the concession. He looked for a deserted corner, pulled off his bun and beard, and in the blink of an eye he became a lean man in his thirties.
After walking no more than a hundred steps, a burly man nodded at him and pushed open the courtyard door. When Jiang Daoquan entered the courtyard, he saw an old man who was over seventy years old sitting under the eaves and basking in the sun.
"Master, I'm back."
The old man nodded without opening his eyes and asked, "How did things go?"
Jiang Daoquan hurriedly said: "I think Cao Rui must have believed it."
The old man finally opened his eyes, his eyes were very cloudy, and he sighed: "If I hadn't been chasing him so hard, I really wouldn't have wanted to use the government's help to get rid of my enemy."
Jiang Daoquan hesitated for a moment and said: "Master, that Fei Jingting is just the number one person in Chinese martial arts. Maybe he has practiced Taoist Kung Fu. Will he be that person's opponent?"
The old man glared: "How do I know? Don't try to borrow a knife to kill someone, just let me go away for a while."
The burly man cursed from behind: "That evil star is ruthless in his attacks. I think it's better to prepare some guns and ammunition and kill him unprepared!"
But the old man shook his head: "Don't think about it anymore, help me into the house."
The burly man helped the old man into the house, but Jiang Daoquan calculated on a whim with his right hand and made a prediction.
After calculating, Jiang Daoquan's expression changed: "Stay here? Hiss..."
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Pang Shibi acted fast and kept his word, and he would come to Fei Jingting's house in two days as he promised. That day, he came to Fei Jingting's residence during dinner time and forced Fei Jingting to come up with the outline.
Love knows only three things, and there is no way to avoid this situation no matter what. Fei Jingting spent a lot of effort in the past two days to restore the outline of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".
The Condor Trilogy is the pinnacle work of Mr. Jin Yong, and it pioneered the concept of "a great hero serves the country and the people". The plot is twists and turns, and the characters are complex. It is only a Condor Trilogy, and even the plot summary
It took Fei Jingting more than two days to write a short biography of a character, which was written in more than ten thousand words.
"Okay~" Pang Shibi felt like drinking sweet rain and couldn't help but praise.
Fei Jingting took the initiative to refill the tea for him and said with relief: "It seems that I have lived up to Editor Pang's trust."
"What did Jing Ting say?" Pang Shibi said, "You are good at everything except procrastination."
Do you want to be so upright, Editor Pang?
Cursing in his heart, Fei Jingting said in front of him: "Dinner is ready. Editor Pang, please come and dine together."
Pang Shibi waved his hand: "No, no, I won't starve to death if I skip one meal." He stood up and said hurriedly: "I have to go back and polish it up, and I will write it out in the near future." After a pause, he continued.
Said: "How about increasing the royalties to four yuan?"
"Editor-in-Chief Du Yipang."
"Or half and half?"
"Of course."
Pang Shibi was in a happy mood: "It has to be Jing Ting. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid it would be difficult. Jing Ting, don't worry, I'll talk to the boss when I get back. You are now considered a well-known novel author, and you have the foundation of Tian Long Ba Bu."
, it has to be raised a little this time.”
Fei Jingting agreed with a smile. He was not coveting the royalties, he just wanted to remove himself as soon as possible. It has been more than half a month since the beginning of the school year, and most of Fei Jingting's soul has been repaired, and only the centipede cracks in the sea of consciousness are left.
Small cracks around the door.
I think that in the first half of a month, I will be back to my original state.
Writing novels and becoming a teacher were all helpless things that he couldn't make ends meet. Now he didn't lack money, but he owed favors. That's why he stayed at Beichen University and gave Editor Pang a new outline.
It's about repaying the feelings of the past.
Editor Pang, who had a fiery temper, stood up and left after the deal was settled. Fei Jingting kept sending him out of the door, and then Shi Shiran returned.
He secretly thought, what else is left for him now? Compiling college physics textbooks is not difficult. With the foundation of middle school physics, all he needs to do is expand on it; and Mr. Liang Qichao has given in to it several times.
Fei Jingting writes a book about race and civilization.
Fei Jingting didn't think much about it that day and agreed. When he turned around and thought about it, he realized something was wrong. How could he, a coder, write such a book?
Apart from other things, citing a large amount of data will take a lot of time. In addition, his writing style is not much better than that of a middle school student. It is unknown how much practice time will be wasted in writing it. Gu
He thought about it for a while and felt that he should still use the old method of finding someone to outsource. He would provide fresh arguments himself and let the outsourced guy find the arguments and check the information.
Many of my colleagues at Beichen University have profound knowledge in humanities and history. If Fei Jingting throws out his arguments, someone will surely take the bait.
After figuring this out, Fei Jingting was in a good mood.
The next day, Fei Jingting attended the physics class in an orderly manner, but this time he was not in a hurry to leave. At noon, he hurriedly gathered several teachers from the liberal arts department, saying that he would be the host today.
Except for the two older ones who were more reserved and excused themselves from having something to do at home, the others, who were about the same age as Fei Jingting, jokingly went together.
I didn't find any good place, so I found a Shandong cuisine restaurant near the school, ordered a table of dishes, and drank two glasses of wine. Fei Jingting, intentionally or unintentionally, steered the conversation in a civilized direction.
His guidance naturally attracted a group of teachers with profound knowledge in literature and history to quote scriptures and discuss them.
As soon as the topic came up, Fei Jingting's opportunity came. He gave full play to his keyboard warrior style and said something cool, which shocked all the teachers.
"The West? Western civilization is a maritime civilization. It considers its ancestors to be ancient Greece and ancient Rome, but what does ancient Greece and ancient Rome have to do with the current West? Today's Italians have little to do with the original Romans, and the British,
France, Germany, and the Roman period were Germanic barbarians!
Good guy, you were fighting life and death more than a thousand years ago, but now you directly recognize your ancestors!"
"Marine civilization originated in Greece. This is true. Anyone who has been to Greece knows that the place is barren and cannot grow food. So what should we do? Eat from the sea! With the Mediterranean Sea, we can process and sell the olives we grow.
They went to the Mediterranean coast to exchange for food and cloth, so the essence of maritime civilization was trade civilization.
It relies heavily on trade, so during the Qing Dynasty, Lin Zexu was selling opium in Humen, and then the East India Company came to the door. For a maritime civilization, if you don't do business with it, it is equivalent to killing him."
"Don't believe in the spirit of contract advocated by the West. Where does the spirit of contract come from? It's because there are too many scammers and the business can't go on. Later, a group of businessmen discussed it. Let's just set the trade rules and let the king recognize them as law.
, whoever does not abide by the rules in the future will be punished by law. Only in this way can the spirit of contract be established."
"Why did Western civilization become the dominant civilization? It's entirely because of the great voyages of navigation!
The market has expanded, and the sources of raw materials have expanded. The poor places in Europe are in pieces, and together they are barely similar to ours in China. How many people does the UK have in total? Raw materials are piling up, the market is hungry, but there is a serious shortage of workers, forcing businessmen to look for efficiency.
Higher production methods, so the industrial revolution broke out."
"So when Britain fought against the Qing Dynasty, it was not a small country fighting a big country, but an industrial country fighting an agricultural country. They used their machines to produce for a month, which was comparable to the guns and guns produced by the Qing Dynasty in a whole year, and the quality was even better. How could they be undefeated?
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"Wen Lan got to the point when he asked. Today's Western countries are completely using tiger skin as a banner and have nothing to do with the original Western civilization. They are essentially Germanic barbarians wearing a civilized coat.
If Diaoyu City had not killed Mongolian Khan during the Southern Song Dynasty, Europe would have been reduced to a pasture for the Mongolian cavalry, and where would the current Western European countries be?"
"Speaking of it, the Renaissance also has something to do with the Mongolian cavalry... The Mongols attacked the city and threw corpses inside. It was the Middle Ages at that time. These barbarians were proud of not bathing and had no habit of drinking hot water. As a result, the corpses rotted and caused
The Black Death.”
"The Black Death swept across Europe, killing one-third of the population. When the Black Death broke out, the Holy See also claimed that it was God's punishment for mankind, and encouraged people to go to church every day to pray and atone for their sins. As a result, there was a riot for several years. Not only
It didn't get better, but it got worse.
As a result, the common people began to doubt whether there was something wrong with God or God's spokesperson? This triggered subsequent religious reforms, religious wars, and even the Renaissance."
Fei Jingting talked non-stop, focusing on exposing the scars of European civilization. The teachers present were stunned for a moment.
Zhang Pengchun studied in the United States and had never thought about it deeply before. Now after listening to Fei Jingting, a keyboard warrior, he suddenly had some enlightenment.
Zhang Pengchun didn't care. Fan Wenlan didn't even eat the food. After hearing the wonderful performance and admiring it, he raised his glass repeatedly and drank all kinds of meat and vegetables in a short time.
A teacher sitting in the seat couldn't help but asked: "Since Jing Ting is so insightful, why doesn't he put it into words so that the Chinese people can broaden their horizons and not fall into the trap of the Western powers?"
He had been talking here for more than an hour, and his mouth was dry. No one mentioned it until now. Fei Jingting almost cried, my dear, someone finally talked about writing a book.
Feeling happy in his heart but not showing it on his face, Fei Jingting pretended to sigh and said: "I have only a few insights, but my writing skills are so poor that I will only make people laugh when I write them."
At this moment, Fan Wenlan, who was a little drunk, said: "Jing Ting, why do you need to be like this? Insights are more important than writing skills. How about this, you write down your insights, and I will find evidence and polish it again."
Fei Jingting was ecstatic in his heart, but hesitantly said on his face: "This... I've almost said it now. I'm afraid it will take a lot of time for Brother Wen Lan to write it out."
Fan Wenlan waved his hand grandly: "What does time mean? This kind of book took three or five years to write, and it will definitely leave a name in the history of literature."
Fei Jingting beat the snake and followed it with the stick, and said quickly: "Then it's settled, and we will be considered co-authors...Brother Wen Lan, please."
Fan Wenlan nodded nonchalantly, and when he woke up, he realized something was wrong. He found his own arguments for Fei Jingting's arguments, and helped polish Fei Jingting's insights. Although he was one of the authors when he wrote it, he could
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