Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 31 Master He
Subtitle of this chapter: I have countless friends, and none of them are not masters who come to visit.
A week passed in a hurry, and now Yuan Yanshu's room was no different from the rooms of single young men and women living alone in the future.
There are just a few more paper balls on the table and the floor. It's hard to say. Some boys have a lot of traffic... well, a large amount. The big ashtray is full of cigarette butts. Yuan Yanshu, who may not even be able to save his life, can't take care of his lungs now. The food residues in the dirty plates attract human friends. They don't mind eating sandwiches made of bread, bacon and cheese, but Master Yuan has a stomachache just by looking at it. If he has a bowl of old-style pickled cabbage now... okay, okay, braised beef, he can even eat it from a heat-resistant paper bowl.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
The sudden knock on the door interrupted Yuan Yan's train of thought and made him frown. These guys had come several times before and he had chased them away. I guess his former friends all knew that he was writing a paper, so why would anyone come to disturb him?
Yuan Yan, who lacked sleep, suddenly became a little irritable. She walked to the door barefoot and opened it...
"Brother Hongjian, who are you? Why are you in someone else's room?"
It’s strange, how come my friend Xu Zhimo couldn’t even recognize his friend Yuan Yanshu?
"Brother Akimori, it's me... Yeah!"
Yuan Yan was startled when he opened his mouth suddenly; his throat was hoarse from the smoke.
"Ahem, I'm Yuan Yanshu. Can't you recognize me, your brother, after not seeing you for a few days?"
Xu Zhimo did not come alone this time. There was a man standing beside him who was about the same age as them. He was not tall and had few hairs, but he looked very energetic and handsome. He also wore a pair of glasses for myopia.
"By the way, this is..."
"Let me introduce you. This is Mr. He from Shaoyang, Hunan. Mr. He just received his bachelor's degree from Pomona College in California and is preparing to continue his studies in New York."
He is from Hunan, his last name is He, and he studies economics... No wonder he looks familiar to me. Yuan Yanshu asked tentatively, "Is this Mr. He Lian?"
He Lian was stunned when he heard this, and said in surprise: "I am not worthy of the title of Mr. Xu. I am the same age as Mr. Xu, and my courtesy name is Cui Lian. May I ask how Mr. Yuan knows me?"
Yuan Yan suddenly thought, I can’t tell you either because I studied at Nankai University for a period of time and passed by your portrait every day, so I recognized you even though I didn’t know you.
In later generations, this gentleman, along with Ma Yinchu, Liu Dajun, and Fang Xianting, were known as the four great economists of the Republic of China, that is, the He in the famous Ma Liu He Fang. He was also one of the earliest economists in China to come into contact with socialism. Of course, Yuan Yanshu must be one of them now. In 1948, he became the president of Nankai University. His portrait was hung on the wall that Yuan Hongjian had to pass by every day. He looked at it for three months in a row, so he recognized Master He Lian.
Master He's childhood experience is also quite interesting. After finishing middle school in his hometown of Shaoyang, he entered the Guangxi Army Primary School, which had good treatment. He and the future leader of the Guangxi clique, Li Zongren, were classmates who met each other every day. However, a gunshot in front of the Yellow Crane Tower in 1911 changed the lives of these two teenagers. At that time, there was no one in charge of the school, and a senior captain called on everyone to go to Wuchang to participate in the revolution. Classmate He Lian really went with him, while classmate Li Zongren, who did not go with him, transferred to the newly established Army Speed Training School and embarked on the road of warlords.
When He Lian was about to become a revolutionary hero, his father got the news and sent someone to stop him halfway. He Lian was young and small, and the journey was too tiring, so he followed the person home obediently. After that, he entered the College of Yale in China, which was run by Americans. Note the "Yale" in the English name. This college was actually a church school run by missionaries sent to China by Yale University.
Yuan Yan suddenly laughed and said, "So it's really you, Cui Lian. Please just call me brother Hong Jian. I am... By the way, Qi Sen, how come you have time to visit my humble abode? Didn't you say last time that you were going to England?"
Xu Zhimo said with a strange expression: "I am here to say goodbye today. Don't you remember our appointment?"
Yuan Yan suddenly slapped his forehead and remembered the agreement. He said hurriedly, "Please come in. I've been writing my doctoral thesis these days and my mind is in a mess."
Yuan Yan suddenly stepped aside to let the guests in, but saw that the two guests looked around and then looked at themselves after entering the room, and both of them looked a little embarrassed. The short He Lian couldn't help but touch his nose. He didn't understand at first, but then he looked down at his pajamas and touched his hairy face, and then he suddenly realized.
After all, he was a visitor from the future. He would not have felt embarrassed to sit in front of the computer with a bunch of old men in the university dormitory with bare chests and wearing only small underwear, and to have a fierce battle with them. When it was time for class, he would just wear beach pants, a T-shirt, and slippers, and carry egg-filled pancakes and salty tofu pudding in his hands....He walked straight into the classroom without looking around, not paying attention to his clothes. Of course, this also meant that he could only keep Xiao Zuo and Xiao You company during his four years of undergraduate studies.
As an intellectual of the Republic of China who received Western education in the 1920s, Yuan Yanshu should have called himself a "gentleman". Meeting guests in pajamas, even if they were his peers, was a bit rude. Of course, if he really became a master, even if he liked streaking like Liu Ling, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove... I guess that wouldn't work.
After all, times have changed. To be a master in this day and age, one still has to pay attention to one's image. Otherwise, he would be like . Once, he went to the Bund Chinachem Hotel (later renamed Peace Hotel) to meet the famous American female journalist Agnes Smedley. The doorman looked him up and down and told him to go through the back door. In fact, the back door of the hotel is for transporting things and for "servants". Mr. Lu Xun was good-tempered, went around in a circle, and went in through the back door. When he came to the elevator, the elevator operator also looked him up and down, and didn't even bother to raise his hand, and waved his head to the other side: Go to the stairs!
There was no other way, Mr. Lu Xun, the idol of thousands of young people at that time, had to climb up the stairs one step at a time.
Yuan Yan's face suddenly turned red, and she patted her head and said, "I've been busy with my thesis these days, and my mind is all muddled. I'm sorry, brothers. Please sit down for a moment while I change my clothes."
Xu Zhimo, who was more familiar with him, said, "Brother Hongjian, please do as you please."
Yuan Yan hurriedly picked up a set of clothes and walked into the bathroom. He forgot that his room was so messy that he couldn't even sit down.
Xu Zhimo and He Lian had to carefully avoid the clutter and finally stood in front of the writing table. On the table was the manuscript written by Yuan Yanshu, who had just completed the first volume and the beginning of the second volume. The top page of the manuscript was the title of the paper "Socialism".
