1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 152 Students Taking Bath

Chapter 152 Students Taking Bath
"He looked at her as if he were looking at a flower that had been plucked long ago and had withered. It was difficult for him to see her beauty. He had plucked her for her beauty, and in doing so, he had ruined her."

Big dining hall.

Today's class invited Professor Wang Yao from Yanda University, an old man in his sixties, who stood on the podium in high spirits and talked about the famous Russian literature "Anna Karenina".

He had a big Sherlock Holmes-style pipe, which made a puffing sound when he smoked it.

"According to Tolstoy, the social activities of the Russian nobility at that time were mainly balls."

As he was talking, he walked to the front of the podium, very close to the students, covered his mouth with his hand, and added: "It's just like our meeting!"

"Hahahaha." The students burst into laughter.

He speaks very well, and the boring literary masterpieces become interesting in his mouth.

Jiang Xian sat in the second row, listening attentively. The desk was the old-fashioned one, with two drawers on the table. Next to him sat his eldest niece Wang Anyi.

Wang Anyi's state in class was exaggerated. She was really focused and took dense notes. She even wanted to record the smoke exhaled and sneezes made by Wang Yao in the notebook.

Anyone who sees this attitude towards learning will be impressed.

Jiang Xian couldn't help but worry.

Would he really inspire a female queen of curling to emerge?

Professor Wang Yao paused and sat sideways on the desk: "I have been speaking for so long, and I would like to ask you to tell me your views on Anna Karenina."

Jiang Zilong stood up first and took the lead. "In my opinion, the design of the two main plots of Levin and Anna is very clever. From beginning to end, Anna and Levin only had one real communication, but the truth of this book lies in the gap between these two main plots."

Hua Hua Hua.

The students gave a round of applause in admiration.

Professor Wang Yao took a puff of his pipe and asked with satisfaction, "Who is this comrade?"

"Jiang Zilong."

"Comrade Jiang Zilon said it very well. Tolstoy wanted to express a very grand theme, but any direct description cannot fully express it. Only through the internal connection between these two lines can we understand the subtlety of it." Wang Yao further elaborated on Jiang Zilon's analysis.

Then, several students expressed their opinions one by one. Tie Ning recited the familiar opening words of Anna Karenina word by word:

"Happy families are all alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

This is the most profound opening I have ever read!"

The atmosphere in the classroom became increasingly lively, and young talents in today's literary world began to discuss this classic.

Even the chef was attracted. He was picking vegetables in his hands and looking through the glass window at the back of the dining hall at the group of writers sitting in front of him, absorbing the cultural influence.

"Anyone else want to say anything?" Wang Yao puffed on his pipe, the flame flickering.

"Jiang Xian wants to say something else?" Kong Jiesheng shouted mischievously in the corner.

"Hahaha."

The students laughed for a while.

Wang Yao also chuckled, his teeth were almost smoked black, "Jiang Xian, then tell me."

Jiang Xian pursed his lips and said, "Teacher Wang Yao, my understanding is relatively shallow, there is nothing much to say, and if I say it out loud, I might be laughed at."

"It's okay, just go ahead." Wang Yao turned sideways and sat behind the desk, looking like she was going to have a long talk with him.

Jiang Xian sighed, "In that case, let me say something. I think the beginning of Anna Karenina is not what Comrade Tie Ning said. It should be something else."

Another sentence?
Wang Yao was stunned and took a puff of his pipe. "Can you elaborate on this?" "The opening sentence I'm referring to is a sentence from the Bible that Tolstoy quoted: Vengeance is mine, I will repay. In order to make readers sympathize with Anna and to prevent readers from judging Anna and being unable to understand her, Tolstoy wrote this sentence from the Bible on the title page as an inscription: 'Vengeance is mine, I will repay.' In my opinion, although this is not the real opening, it is a line of inscription that cannot be missed, because this is the deep meaning that Tolstoy wants to emphasize in the whole article."

Wang Yao slapped her thigh and said, "You are right! Tolstoy is a kind and loving writer. He cherishes every character in his works and never makes a conclusion about whether each character in his works is good or bad, nor does he want others to do such a thing.

No one can create characters like him who can make mistakes, go crazy, and make people angry, but are also lovable and likable. He never imposes any moral shackles on anyone. He respects every character he writes, and you will never read negative adjectives in his books. "

When Wang Yao got excited, she stopped talking, holding her pipe, and stared at Jiang Xian who was sitting in the second row with shining eyes, "Are you right?"

"Yes! You are absolutely right!" Jiang Xian smiled bitterly. Why did he ask this?

But Wang Yao’s lecture was really good. He benefited a lot from the morning’s study and his understanding of Anna Karenina was elevated to several levels.

After Wang Yao finished his lecture in the morning, the students asked him to continue in the afternoon. Li Qingquan asked him to stay, have a guest meal, take a nap, and then lecture for another half a day.

This made Jiang Xian miserable. He was being watched by the old man. As Wang Yao was talking, he would always come up to him with his pipe in hand and ask, "Jiang Xian, am I right?"

"Ah, yes, yes!"

He nodded his head like he was sifting chaff.

There is a bathroom in the backyard of the dormitory. The boiler is used to provide hot water only on Saturdays for the students who have saved up mud balls for a week to take a bath.

The girls wash first, then the boys.

This bathroom is like a resonance box, amplifying the sound very loudly and sending it out through the small air window on the top.

Jiang Xian and his friends were sitting in the dormitory. Even with the windows closed, they could still hear the sweet voices of the female students in the bathroom.

"You young girls have great figures. Really amazing."

"Alas, there is no comparison, no comparison. I am old now."

"This water is so hot, isn't it too hot for you?"

"Is this still hot? Wang Anyi, come and rub some mud for me."

"Ah?! Rub? Rub what?"

"Scrub the mud, don't you Shanghainese people scrub your body? How can you wash it clean if you don't scrub it? Come, let me scrub it for you."

".Ouch!"

"An Yi, don't run."

"Hey~"

Front yard dormitory.

Jia Dashan coughed for no apparent reason.

"I am married."