On this day, in a boys' dormitory in the west area of the School of Political Science and Law of Jiangnan University, a boy with a crew cut, shirtless and wearing large pants, was sitting half-crouched on a stool, comfortably browsing one review article after another with wanton pleasure.
Different from the moderate and steady articles in the past, which mostly used Chunqiu writing style to vent their frustrations, these titles have considerable visual impact, such as: "The Necessity of the Three Questions System", "Looking at the xx Party from the Chunlan Incident"
"The Essence of China", "Severe Differences among the Seven Standing Committees", etc.
There are a lot of things that are absolutely impossible to see in domestic newspapers and forums on this website.
Not only does he have no respect for some people in power, he even goes to the extreme lengths of satire and imagination, starting from some baseless rumors and analyzing them layer by layer, revealing a shocking inside picture.
In short, in the authors' writing, some regimes are already in danger, and the entire country is showing signs of decline and decadence. It seems that as long as there is a trigger, a change that can sweep everyone will come soon.
Therefore, for many young people, these are like drugs, making them extremely addictive and even creating strong dissatisfaction with reality and a sense of detachment from the world, gradually becoming another group: angry youth.
In universities, there are many people who like these things. Although the Internet is not yet fully open, it is very easy to circumvent the wall by using some software, and you can see a lot of things once you go over.
The boy read with gusto, nodding his head as he read, and even laughed out loud at the wonderful parts. Apparently the article scratched an itch in his heart.
"Little monkey, are you watching "Big World" again?" A fat boy wearing glasses next to him said with a smile.
The crew-cut man didn't even turn his head and said, "It's so enjoyable. You should read it. It's much better than the novel!"
The fat boy shook his head and said: "These overseas websites are very interesting at first glance. It seems like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden for the first time. There are new things everywhere. She has never seen or heard of them, but after reading more, you will know that many of them are the author's obscenities.
There are many things that are true and false, but they can’t be as real as novels! Don’t tell me that you believe them all!”
The flat-headed man said: "Go away, a good man should care about national affairs and open his eyes to see the world! Fatty, people like you who only know how to look at things will only be otakus in the future."
"What's wrong with being a homebody? You can know the world without going out. Well, I recently read a book about security guards that is quite good. Although it hasn't become popular yet, it has great potential. I recommend it to you..." Fatty
The boy, wearing the same glasses, stared closely at a large LCD monitor and responded.
"Huh?!" the crew-cut man exclaimed.
"What's the matter? Did someone come to the government to cause trouble again and were suppressed by iron blood?" the fat boy asked calmly, obviously not surprised by the crew-cut man's reaction.
"How do you know?!" the flat-headed man asked curiously.
"There are similar news almost every day. It's so exaggerated. How can there be so many things!" Fatty muttered.
"I'd rather believe it exists than believe it doesn't exist!" the crew-cut man said displeasedly, "It must be true this time. It happened in our province. Come and take a look!"
The fat man was slightly startled, and then he moved his fat body of over 180 kilograms and slowly came behind the crew-cut man. He looked at his screen.
""Jiang'an Riot Police beat villagers to death and killed three people"? Is it that exaggerated?" The fat man read the contents carefully.
"It must be true. I have seen relevant posts on the Internet about the situation in Jiang'an Village before. The local village committee colluded with Hong Kong real estate developers, resulting in local villagers having no land to farm, and they petitioned one after another. But there has been no response.
Relevant departments have taken it seriously. Something must have happened this time. Dozens of policemen beat three unarmed villagers to death. It’s so cruel!” the crew-cut man said angrily.
"Hey, first check if there are any relevant reports in our country. With two-phase confirmation and neutralization, we should be close to the truth." The fat boy said seasonedly.
"You are stupid. How can such a thing be reported in China? Blocking news is their usual practice. This is too much. No way!" said the crew-cut man with firm eyes.
"Hey, what do you want to do? Little monkey, don't think too hard. In what age is it now, don't go out on the streets and shout slogans!" the fat man said worriedly.
"Am I that stupid? I just want more people to see these reports, so that everyone can wake up and stop sinking!" the crew-cut man said solemnly.
"As your good brother, I have to advise you: Calm down, there are risks in surfing the Internet, please be careful when reposting." The boy said solemnly.
"Don't worry, I have the sense to read your novel!" the crew-cut man responded.
When the fat boy shook his head and walked away, the flat-headed man's fingertips flew and he quickly typed on the keyboard, thinking to himself: Although I can't really do anything for you, I can make more people pay attention to you, come on!
Fight to the end!
Two hours later, Jiangnan University’s forum became popular...
At around seven o'clock in the evening, Chen Yu was walking on Oscar's playground.
I had just eaten and walked slowly around the cultural square along the cobblestone path that many classmates call Lover's Road.
The sky is getting dark and the lanterns are starting to light up.
Single or double male and female students can be seen everywhere on the benches on the roadside, and there are also many people passing by with brisk steps. In the middle of the square, there are girls carrying guitars and singing softly, and there are some people with faces sitting around them.
The audience was filled with happy smiles.
This scene is like a romantic campus scene at dusk.
Since he discovered the beauty of this road last time, Chen Yu has come here for a walk many times after dinner to calm his mind and nourish his mind.
However, just when he wanted to continue to enjoy the beautiful scenery quietly, a Toyota Domineering car with an O plate quickly drove to the open space next to it. In the surprised eyes of many students, a short and fat figure appeared from above.
He quickly rushed down and headed straight for him.
When the man finally stopped and gasped for breath, Chen Yu said helplessly: "Zhutou, why are you always good at showing up when others don't want to see you?"
Of course, this person was Zhu Zhi. He took out a piece of tissue and wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Brother Yu, I finally found you."
"Tell me, what's the matter? If nothing happens, don't come to me in the future. Also, how many times have I told you, don't drive a police-branded vehicle like this on campus? You don't know the speed limit is 30
Is it kilometers per hour? Your speed just now was at least 35 kilometers..." Chen Yu said.
"Okay, okay, Brother Yu, when did you become Tang Monk? I was wrong, I will pay attention next time. Something happened, of course something happened, some students posted random posts on the Internet!" Zhu Zhi said with a smile.
"Is it from Oscar?" Chen Yu put away the smile on his face and said.
"No." Zhu Zhi shook his head.
"Then it's none of my business, Bajie, where did you come from and where are you going?" Chen Yu said calmly, "Master is going for a walk." (To be continued...)
