Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 41 233
Subtitle of this chapter: Wang, Zhou, Jiang, Zhang and Mei are not as good as a little Yuan in Jiangzuo.
"This system update is complete."
"First, calculate the host's B coins... The B coin provider has caused fluctuations in the timeline due to the impact on future generations. The system conducts a space-time jump query..."
"October 5, 1920 - Tuesday, cloudy"
"Mr. H and I went to Brooklyn to visit Mr. Y. I saw his paper manuscript and was quite dissatisfied with his discussion on marriage and the status of women. Mr. H and Mr. Y had a discussion on the democratic system, during which Ms. T came to visit..."
"Mr. Y saw Ms. T off, but she did leave a little souvenir for Mr. Y (hehe)..."
"Afterwards, I debated with Mr. Y, and he used himself as an example, which moved me. Then, Mr. Y blamed me for the greater good, and I was speechless and almost got angry out of shame. Restrain, restrain, restrain!"
"Respectfully reprinted Mr. Y's two poems... I have to say that even someone like me who has no interest in modern poetry has been tempted to try it after reading them."
"Now, in the dead of night, I ask myself, although I still stick to my original intention, the pursuit of marriage should be love, freedom, and beauty. But what Mr. Y said does make sense. Am I really a playboy who doesn't care about worldly things?"
——The above is excerpted from "Xu Zhimo's Diary", which was later lost and has never been publicly released.
"I first met Mr. Yuan Yanshu in the autumn of the ninth year of the Republic of China. At that time, I had just obtained a bachelor's degree from Pomona College in California and wanted to continue my studies in the United States. So I went to New York alone to see several universities there..."
"I met Mr. Xu Zhimo at Columbia University. He had already graduated with a master's degree and was preparing to study politics in England. One day he was going to visit a friend in Brooklyn, and I wanted to go to the city for a visit, so we agreed to go together. On the way, Mr. Xu told me that his friend was quite chivalrous and unrestrained. At that time, I thought he was just like those international students who were just hanging around in college, and I didn't think much of it. Although these people also spent a lot of money to study abroad, they spent their days in debauchery, and I didn't know what they could learn to serve the motherland..."
"But when I first saw Mr. Yuan, I originally imagined that 'the young man from Wuling'It's actually' Seven Sages Burren'Ordinary people..."
"By coincidence, I read the first draft of Socialism with Mr. Xu and was impressed. Mr. Yuan often stayed up all night to write this book and even fell asleep in the bathtub, which made me admire his academic spirit even more. When he appeared in front of me again after washing and changing clothes, he had become a handsome and elegant man...."
"I disagreed with the Utilitarian Argument for Democracy, so I started a debate with Mr. Yuan. He not only quoted the Federalist Papers, but also recited Tocqueville's famous sayings in French and cited the chaos in the country at that time as evidence, which left me speechless. His talent for debate is comparable to that of Su and Zhang...."
"After that, Mr. Xu Zhimo had another argument with him over "Criticism of Socialist Family Politics". I still remember the scene vividly today. Because it involves personal privacy, I will not elaborate on it here. However, Mr. Xu's life experience has actually confirmed Mr. Yuan Yanshu's judgment at the time. Later, when I heard the bad news about Mr. Xu, I remembered the conversation between the two that day, which was really sad. I can only say: Hongjian is good at judging people, not inferior to Gongming...."
"Mr. Yuan read a short poem he translated by the Hungarian poet Petofi... He also said a famous love quote that has been quoted countless times - 'Because I love her, I let her go'. At that time, there were only four words in my mind: amazing talent and brilliance."
——The above is excerpted from "Memoirs of He Lian"
"Calculation completed. The host has earned 233 B coins this time."
"Host B currency balance, 233."
Yuan Yan suddenly touched his chin and thought for a while. Although Xu and He's current academic level is lower than that of the two knight professors from NYU, they are still insiders after all. And after all, they are famous figures in history, so they can have so many.
233 is 233, it’s better than 13 o’clock.
"Clang, click, the literary category is unlocked."
"Hahaha..." Yuan Yan stood up suddenly, put his hands on his waist, looked up to the sky and laughed, full of energy and joy. I can just do a little bit of this damn economics master. If a cool guy like me wants to be a master, then of course I have to be a literary master...
"This is outrageous! This is really outrageous!"
"What the hell is this exchange?!"
"Master Ball, come out!"
Our Master Yuan was so angry about the exchange method of the Master Ball system that his nose was crooked. The reason can be said in one sentence: the B-coin consumption required for the exchange of the literature category of the Master Ball system is still ridiculously expensive!
It’s okay that economics is so expensive, because as a master of economics, Yuan Hongjian inevitably has an egoistic tendency of “everything is inferior except Economics”.
After traveling back to the Republic of China, he was indeed reluctant to be a neoclassical liberal economist like Mises and Hayek, and would rather be a new-school martial arts novelist like Jin Yong and Gu Long. But to be honest, he believed that the historical status of the former two was much higher than that of the latter two.
The theories of Mises and Hayek are truly the dragon-slaying techniques that can bring down the red flag and bring down the American empire; but the likes of King and Gu are gone, and apart from the loss of some games, movies, and fan fiction, what impact can they have on the general trend of history?
However, the exchange provided by the Master Ball made Yuan Yan suddenly feel that she might as well be a master of neoclassical liberalism.
