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Writing in the Republic of China (27)

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    To be honest, since coming to Peiping, Le Jing has not thought of the original owner's trash father and stepmother for a long time.  When he first came to this world, he thought that he would come back for revenge when he was full-fledged, but he hadn't had this thought for a long time now.

    For the vast world slowly unfolding in front of his eyes, Yuanchen's parents were just dust that was brushed away casually, not worth leaving any traces in his heart.

    It was only this time that he received a letter from Li Jingliang's readers that he knew that his cheap brother had also come to Peiping.  He also pulled out the memory about Li Jingliang from Li Jingran's memory.  In Li Jingran's memory, Li Jingliang was a defiant, eager to fight for fame and fortune, ambitious but he chose to play tricks and act obediently in front of his parents and elders.  Li Jingran, this idiot, had suffered a lot before, so naturally he hated him so much.

    If Li Jingliang knew that the author of his letter blowing rainbow farts was actually the big trash he had looked down upon since he was a child, he didn't know how he would feel.

    Li Jingliang's letter didn't cause any disturbance in Le Jing's heart. As long as Li Jingliang didn't mess with him, he wouldn't bother to care about the grievances between them and the original owner.  Now he has to write manuscripts every day and go to work in the library, but he is very busy.  This time he took so long sick leave, if not for the low monthly payment, the curator would have fired him long ago.  And after he clarified his aspirations and first glimpsed the vastness of the world, the personal grievances between the original owner and the original family were just trivial matters in his opinion, not worth investing too much energy in.

    So Le Jing quickly put Li Jingliang's letter aside, and returned to his daily work and writing.

    The work of a librarian is very leisurely for Le Jing. It not only facilitates his access to information, but also the quiet environment is also conducive to conceiving the content of his articles.

    With his continuous efforts, "The Last Person Who Doesn't Take Drugs" was finally completed.

    At that time, the summer had already passed, and the weather in early autumn was still extremely hot, and the power of the autumn tiger was not much stronger than that of the dog days.  When Yang Jinglun came to collect the serialization of this issue of "A Dog's Eyes Sees a Man's Low", Le Jing handed over "The Last Person Who Doesn't Take Drugs" to him.

    Yang Jinglun has been very proud recently.  Editors and authors are originally in a relationship where one prospers and the other loses.  Because Night Watchman's "Dog's Eyes See People Low" series and "Memoirs of a Courtesan" became famous at the same time, his position as editor-in-chief has also risen in the editorial department. Although he can't compare with those old editors, there is no one in the editorial department.  He will be called to serve tea and water to do chores.

    He understood that Mr. Li gave him his current status, and this time Mr. Li actually gave him a new work. He was naturally overjoyed and couldn't wait to start reading it.

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    I haven't gone out for ten days, which is normal.  Because I have to be very careful when I go out.  The world is getting more and more confusing to me, and they're out to kill me, and I know it because I'm the last one not to do drugs

    Four

    When I went out today, I met that person again.  He was lying on the ground with a blue face, surrounded by the harmful poisonous smoke, and he greedily swallowed them all into his stomach with his bong in hand.  I don't know if he is considered a master, but the chest exposed by his open shirt is clearly a skeleton.  Despite my precautions, he spotted me.  He drooled with a strange smile, and raised his bong to me: "Come come, smoke!"

    He actually wanted to kill me too!

    I was scared away

    eight

    Dad found me today and asked me to go home with him.

    I was so scared that I started shaking.

    They finally found me!

    I yelled: "I can go back if you want, I don't take drugs!"

    Dad angrily scolded me: "What nonsense are you talking about! If you don't smoke, you can't pay taxes. If you don't pay taxes, you violate the national law. The police will arrest you!"

    I froze for a moment, only to realize that my father's face was also blue and yellow.

    I finally woke up.

    Daddy is no longer Daddy.

    It is also the same skeleton monster as that person!

    I turned around and ran

    ten

    There is no moon today.  I lay in bed and couldn't sleep.  There are some things I need to figure out.

    Since the British came, the world has become more and more crazy.

    The day before yesterday, old man Wu actually pulled out all the crops in the field and replanted poisonous opium.  I asked him, and he said it was an order from his superiors.

    Who are the people above?  I have been wondering.

    So yesterday I went to ask Old Man Wu again, but he didn¡¯t answer my question.Only people can accidentally find Xingzi's footprints in the dark night.

    Under the torrent of the times, Le Jing knew that his behavior at this time was no less than a mantis' arm, and he would soon be crushed to pieces by the tide of the times.  Le Jing never thought about changing anything with only one or two articles.

    He just wants to tell the world through his articles that he has been here.

    He just wants to tell the people as much as possible through his articles, who is the chief culprit for famine and poverty!

    He wants to tell those future students who read history through his articles that in the long dark night, there were people who tried to shine.

    Yang Jinglun looked deeply at the boy in front of him.  He is not yet seventeen years old this year, but he is braver than many adults.

    He knew that the frail body of the young man in front of him resided in the soul of a powerful warrior with a will like iron.  Yang Jinglun didn't know what kind of ending was waiting for him, but he knew one thing, that is, when the wheels of the times ran over the boy's body, he, like Don Quixote, bravely launched a charge against fate.

    Maybe it was infected by the bravery and pride of the young man, maybe because he still had some innocence and ideals when he was young, Yang Jinglun only felt that the blood that had been silent for a long time was burning all over his body, he had never laughed so freely before!

    "Okay, if that's the case, then I'll give up my life to accompany the gentleman!" Yang Jinglun waved his hand boldly: "If the government wants to ban you, you can start over with a different pseudonym, if the government wants to arrest you" He raised his eyebrows, not caring  He said with a smile: "Then I'll help you buy a ticket to a foreign country!"

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    The writing style of "The Last Person Who Doesn't Take Drugs" is a tribute to Brother Xun's "Diary of a Madman". Of course, the content of Brother Xun is rougher than mine, but I have tried my best_(:3¡¹¡Ï)_

    And Out of the principle of not letting the fat and water flow into other people's fields, I just quietly watered myself with the newly obtained nutrient solution Then I realized something belatedly.

    The Jinjiang app has been revised.

    Now readers can thank you with one click for the Overlord ticket list and nutrient solution list for each chapter.

    In other words, my own name will appear on my thank you list later (¡­)

    Well, just pretend you didn¡¯t see anything_(:3¡¹¡Ï)_

    Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~

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