Chapter 218 Historical Nihilism

Chapter 218 Historical Nihilism

Chapter 218 Historical Nihilism
If you look at his back alone, Wang Zixu seems to have his hands raised high in a gesture of surrender.

This led An Younan, who was watching the live broadcast, to think that he was surrendering, until he yawned unabashedly.

The speech just now was too long and lacked excitement. An Younan was already drowsy, but the prince stretched himself and woke her up.

"What is he doing?"

An Younan asked a question in the headset, Duan Xiaosang was stunned and did not answer.

She doesn't know either.

Xiao Mengyin stared at Wang Zixu beside her with wide eyes, like a stunned golden retriever.

For a moment, she seemed to be back in high school, where her deskmate was scolded by the teacher for the entire class without saying anything back. Upon closer inspection, she realized that the teacher had not changed his personality, but had just fallen asleep.

But what kind of occasion is this? Is it possible to be so arrogant at this time?

She stretched out her foot and gently kicked his calf under the table, hoping to make him behave himself, but Wang Zixu stood still, so the light kick turned into a wild kick.

I told you to control your emotions! If you really confront these people, even I can't save you!

As she was shouting in her heart, Xiao Mengyin suddenly felt that her kick missed the target, and then her foot was firmly clamped by Wang Zixu's legs.

Xiao Mengyin's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and then rolled up.

What a cyber psychopath!

The prince stretched lazily and sniffed loudly. He was not affected by the situation under the table at all. In front of Xiao Mengyin's astonished eyes, he spoke:

"I'm sorry. There was a small question in Mr. Kong's speech just now that puzzled me."

Kong Huaifang was originally half lying on his seat - he had completed his task and was in a very relaxed mood - but when he was suddenly reminded of the past, he immediately sat up straight and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Shi Tonghe looked unhappy, tapped the table with his pen, and said, "If you have a question, why didn't you mention it just now?"

Wang Zixu said: "I just thought that with Mr. Kong's knowledge and education, he should not make such a low-level mistake."

Shi Tonghe knocked on the table hard and said sternly: "This is a meeting place, and you are yawning and stretching, and now you don't want to admit your mistake. How can this be considered decent?"

"I'm sorry. I drank fake wine last night and I have a hangover. My head still hurts. Besides, it's not that I don't admit my mistakes. It's just that Mr. Kong's mistakes are so obvious that it's hard for me to ignore them even if I want to. I can't help but speak out."

Shi Tonghe said: "If you are not in a good mood, go out and get some cool breeze before coming back in."

Wang Zixu said: "No, thanks to Teacher Shi's care, I am completely fine now."

After a pause, Wang Zixu continued, "I just sobered up and suddenly realized that it might be because of Mr. Kong's low-level mistakes that his interpretation of my novel was completely wrong.

"If I don't point it out, it will lead to the spread of fallacies and damage Mr. Kong's reputation. It is better to point it out on the spot. With Mr. Kong's magnanimity, he will definitely accept the advice and repent."

Wang Zixu made an unexpected move, and Shi Tonghe wanted to find an opportunity to shut him up. They were here to punish him, so he couldn't take the opportunity to perform.

But now he keeps saying "low-level mistake" on the left and "unspeakable" on the right, and I can't stop him from saying it. It sounds extremely harsh to my ears. If I don't let him say it, I don't know what else he will come up with.

Kong Huaifang said: "If you have any opinions, just say it. I want to see whether you can't accept criticism or I am really wrong."

"Okay, then I'll tell you about it." Wang Zixu said generously.

Things started to get interesting. Even the most uninterested people in the room became interested and started to watch the fun.

Except An Younan was not very happy.

"He drank two bottles of red wine worth 12,000 yuan, and he was still accused of being a fake. What kind of person is this!"

Duan Xiaosang thought, it turns out that Wang Zixu was drinking at your house last night.

An Younan reached out and casually grabbed the sofa cushion, wiping off the remaining juice on his hands.

She had been planning to go wash her hands, but when the live broadcast got to the exciting part, she didn’t dare to miss even a minute of it.

Wang Zixu said: "Before I talk about Mr. Kong's mistake, I want to ask Mr. Kong, your standards for criticizing works should not be set for me alone, right?"

Kong Huaifang raised his voice: "What are you talking about? Do you think I am targeting you? Do I have to target you? A new writer?"

Wang Zixu said, "Teacher Kong, don't get excited. If you don't use double standards when criticizing a work, then other works written in this way can also be considered historical nihilism, right?"

Kong Huaifang said, "We are only discussing your book this time, not other works. If you ask why we are only criticizing you and not others, it is because this is a seminar for you, do you understand?"

Wang Zixu said: "I didn't ask that. What Mr. Kong meant was that the viewpoints of the characters in the novel should not contradict the current characterization of historical issues. For example, if the characters in my book praise the Boxer Rebellion, that is historical nihilism."

Kong Huaifang pointed at him and said, "That's because the characters in your novels are the embodiment of you, the author. The characters' attitudes reflect your orientation, which in turn affects the readers!"

Wang Zixu said: "But the character 'Gao Juren' in my book takes a completely negative attitude towards the Boxer Rebellion, which is completely opposite to 'Crazy Grandma'."

Kong Huaifang said: "The character of Gao Juren is a villain, which just further confirms your position."

Wang Zixu closed the materials in his hand and looked up and said, "So you think that all the actions of the positive characters represent my personal views?"

Kong Huaifang said: "This can be seen from the text."

Wang Zixu said: "In One Hundred Years of Solitude, José Arcadio Buendía is obsessed with science and technology, and believes that the railways and telephones brought by the colonists are gifts of civilization. In his ignorance and confusion, Macondo gradually became an economic colony of the banana company - isn't this historical nihilism?"

Kong Huaifang said: "This paragraph is obviously critical..."

Wang Zixu said: "Then why can't you see the critical nature of this plot in my book?"

Kong Huaifang lowered his voice a few notches: "Your criticality is not sharp enough."

"If my criticism is not clear enough," Wang Zixu said, "then Marquez's criticism is even less clear. Mr. Kong, I have a question. Do you read very little? Have you read One Hundred Years of Solitude?"

Kong Huaifang has not seen it.

In fact, Kong Huaifang hadn't even watched "Fire in the Stone" seriously.

The less I have seen it, the angrier I get when my sore spot is touched. Kong Huaifang's face turned red.

"I read One Hundred Years of Solitude when I was young. At that time, I didn't think deeply about literature. I just remember that it left me with wonderful memories. But if I were to review it today, I would also say that it was not very good in terms of historical attitude and spiritual orientation."

After that, Kong Huaifang raised his head and said, "Why? Just because One Hundred Years of Solitude is a famous work, it cannot be criticized or mentioned? Wang Zixu and his colleagues regard One Hundred Years of Solitude as their guiding principle, so it is no wonder that they cannot escape its shackles."

Wang Zixu said: “So you think One Hundred Years of Solitude also has the problem of historical nihilism.”

Kong Huaifang said: "Yes, but the severity of your case is far different from that of yours."

"Then is Gone with the Wind also historical nihilism, as it describes the 'warm' relationship between slave owners and slaves and the trauma and economic difficulties suffered by the American South during the abolitionist war?" "Of course there are problems in this regard."

“Then Catch-22, which exaggerates the institutional oppression of the military and the survival anxiety of soldiers during the fascist war, also committed the mistake of historical nihilism?”

"Of course that counts."

"Then in How the Steel Was Tempered, it is written that Paul participated in the anti-counterrevolutionary work 'for three days and three nights without sleep', avoiding the issue of factional struggle and expansion in the Cheka's 'Red Terror' operation. Is this also historical nihilism?"

"That's natural."

"enough."

Seeing that Kong Huaifang was getting more and more excited, Shi Tonghe spoke up to stop him from continuing.

He knew that Kong Huaifang was just a half-baked person who had barely read many books and had a bad temper. It would be a sheer embarrassment for him to confront Wang Zixu.

When Wang Zixu finally cited the example of "How the Steel Was Tempered", Gu Zao's mouth was smiling so much that it reached his ears.

If a work with such a profound main theme can also commit the mistake of "historical nihilism", what other works can't be labeled this way?

Unexpectedly, Kong Huaifang actually fell for it and tilted his neck back to push his hat up.

Next, Wang Zixu cited the example of "Doctor Zhivago". Wasn't he trying to slap himself in the face?

The literati are all evil, especially Wang Zixu and Gu Zao.

Shi Tonghe said: "That's it. Wang Zixu, I know what you mean. You just want to say that Mr. Kong used a general proposition to cover up the other highlights of your work.

"But that's how literary appreciation works. Everyone has their own taste and it's easy to lose sight of the big picture. You don't need to question it anymore. Let's discuss it after the meeting."

Wang Zixu said forcefully: "I will ask one last question, about my own work."

Shi Tonghe pursed his lips. He didn't want Wang Zixu to continue talking. But Wang Zixu didn't wait for his consent and continued to ask:

"In the novel, there is another scene in which Xi Po calls on the whole village not to join the commune during the people's commune movement. Later, when the household contract responsibility system was implemented, she calls on the villagers not to leave the commune. Is this also historical nihilism?"

Kong Huaifang had already gotten so carried away that he didn't care about anything. He spread his hands and asked, "Is your story different from the previous one?"

"Just tell me, isn't this a mistake of historical nihilism?"

"Yes!"

Kong Huaifang's eyes were wide open as he stared at Wang Zixu and spoke harshly.

There was a moment of silence. The sound of breathing was like a cat looming in the bushes.

"The plot I'm talking about is from Mr. Shi Tonghe's novel, 'Holding Chastity,'" said Wang Zixu.

Kong Huaifang's lips twitched violently and his whole body froze in place.

Wang Zixu leaned forward to the table and said, "Teacher Kong, you are saying that Teacher Shi Tonghe also made the mistake of historical nihilism, right?"

Kong Huaifang opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say a word.

Shi Tonghe rubbed his forehead in disappointment and leaned back in his chair.

"Tell me!" Wang Zixu said, "Isn't your standard of judgment equal? ​​Did Shi Tonghe commit the sin of historical nihilism?"

A few beads of sweat started from Kong Huaifang's forehead and slid down his bald head.

"Are you afraid to say it? Don't worry, Teacher Shi Tonghe just said that writers should be generous and be able to listen to criticism! Don't worry, he will definitely accept your criticism!"

Kong Huaifang swallowed his saliva and stammered, "Although I haven't read this work, based on my understanding of Teacher Shi Tonghe, he must be very sensible in his writing and will not commit the mistake of historical nihilism..."

Wang Zixu grabbed the materials in front of him and threw them hard towards Kong Huaifang at the other end of the long table.

The paper material flew in the air, making a rustling sound, and turned into a parabola, hitting Kong Huaifang accurately.

"Now that you know who it is, you've changed again. And you still say you're not targeting anyone?!"

The prince was furious.

He was not angry because he saw through Kong Huaifang's character.

Kong Huaifang deliberately targeted this matter. When Wang Zixu read the second paragraph of his manuscript, he already knew it. There was no need to unravel the mystery and prove it layer by layer.

The reason he was so angry was because Kong Huaifang was so mediocre.

He was angry because of Kong Huaifang's mediocrity.

In the past days and nights when he was sitting at home with nothing accomplished, he had thought countless times about how many books he should read in order to become one of those admired figures in the literary world?
Just like the little scoundrel in "Farewell My Concubine", when he saw the famous actor, he thought, "How many beatings did he have to take to become a star?"

As a result, he found out today that Liu Xiang did not read books.

I don't read "Gone with the Wind", "Catch-22" or "How the Steel Was Tempered".

He doesn't even read Shi Tonghe's books.

He can't even figure out the most basic things, yet he sits there in a dignified manner, talking about things and ordering people around. He is so ignorant and yet so confident.

Every time Wang Zixu asked him a question, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

After he threw the materials over, no one in the audience reacted at first. Xiao Mengyin was the first to feel something was wrong. She quickly got up from her seat and put her arms around his neck.

"Wang Zixu! Calm down! Even if Mr. Kong is unfair, you can't throw things at him! What's the difference between this and a monkey?"

Li Minyang also reacted quickly, waved his hand and said, "Yes, Wang Zixu, just say it, don't use your hands, Mr. Kong, are you okay?"

Kong Huaifang was hit directly by the materials. It was not harmful but extremely insulting. His chest heaved violently, but he was too surprised to speak.

Li Minyang said: "Fortunately, Mr. Kong is fine. Come on, apologize quickly."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Shi Tonghe slammed the table three times, each time harder than the last, until his palms hurt.

"Wang Zixu, how can you be so disrespectful?"

(End of this chapter)