He and Ma go straight to the reception room at the door of the teaching building. They want to call Fang Chun''s editorial department of the weekly to ask if florist Longzhi knows any women''s rights activists.
When he arrived at the reception room, he found that he didn''t remember the number of Fang Chun''s editorial department.
As a person who has passed through the era of the popularity of mobile phones, he always forgets the phone book. He either forgets to write the newly obtained number on it or forgets to carry it at ordinary times.
When Mingming and Ma were in junior high school, the telephone book was still a necessity.
While he and Ma scratched their ears and cheeks, they saw yuzao coming down from the second floor.
"What are you doing? It''s time for class. " As soon as she saw he ma, yuzao said so. It seems that he didn''t come out to find him in the classroom.
And Ma greeted him as if he saw the Savior and grabbed yuzao''s hand: "give me the number of Fangchun Editorial Department of the weekly, hurry up."
Yuzao took out the phone book from her bag, turned it over, and showed one of the pages to he ma.
And the horse started dialing according to the number in the book.
The reception room of Dongda''s teaching building still uses the rotary phone. It takes time to dial the location and wait for the rotary table to turn back.
And Ma were a little impatient and almost dialed the wrong number.
Finally, there came the voice of Huafang Longzhi: "the news hotline of Fangchun Editorial Department of weekly."
"I''m Tong Sheng and Ma, looking for the flower house Longzhi." Go straight to the subject with the horse.
"I am. What, what''s the big news? "
"I just wanted to ask you if you know that kind of feminist?"
"Yes, but they all hate me." He scratched his head from Longzhi in the flower house, "because I broke the news that they squandered NGO funds..."
And the horse couldn''t help but help the forehead.
"Well... Then tell me their contact information and I''ll..."
"You''d better give up. Those people are businessmen. If you want them to come forward, you have to pay. "
And Ma frowned: "are they all businessmen? There is no real action for the ideal... "
"Yes, but ah, such idealists usually don''t get much resources, so the exposure is not very high. If the exposure of such people is high, he will not be far from death. Look at Martin Luther King and the leader of the Panther Party. "
It seems reasonable to listen to ma.
"You might as well count on me as on them. I''ll tell you, the article I wrote is super powerful. The editor in chief gave the page without hesitation. It''s still a large page, big enough for Da Fu to take cross page photos. "
And the horse was delighted: "really?"
"Really, the key is that after we determined the theme, we interviewed other students in Qianjiang. Unexpectedly, it was fierce to dig out the material of the chaotic private life of the professor."
And Ma: "and this?"
"In fact, it''s not. It''s all about making shadows, but who are we? We''re Fang Chun, a weekly magazine. Making shadows is enough for us."
What''s the matter? You''re proud?
"Won''t this affect the credibility of your disclosure?"
"Don''t you understand that? As for credibility, we report 11 million false characters. As long as one disclosure is true, all of them will come back. It''s like a great villain who has done all kinds of bad things. As long as he does good things once, people will think that the great villain may not be so bad.
"Anyway, just leave it alone and wait. Daisuke spent a day in the dark room yesterday. When we came out, we went to drink. He told me that Pulitzer owed him a trophy. "
He and Ma are a little familiar with this. Do you have to give him a golden rain in the future?
"Well, I''m looking forward to it?" And the horse responded.
"Look forward to it. It was published on Thursday, just in time for Professor Qianjiang''s first seven. It was a big gift from Fang Chun, our weekly. "
And the horse nodded, "OK, I''ll wait."
"If you don''t want to wait and find those activists, I won''t stop you. I''ll just read you their phone number. But don''t hope. Ask them to come out and confront Professor Qianjiang''s friends and disciples. It''s almost impossible if they don''t give money.
"Or you go to those idealists, and they will at most wave the flag and shout for you in some influential tabloids."
And the horse glanced: "all right, I believe you."
"Is there a feeling of disillusionment?" The florist Longzhi teased over there.
And Ma: "no, the moment I knew you, all the things that should be disillusioned had been disillusioned."
"Hahaha, I''ll be sorry if you praise me like this. Moreover, I used to be a hot-blooded young man who wanted to be an investigative reporter to expose the darkness of the world, but now my hot blood has dried up. "
The voice of Longzhi in the flower house fell, and someone from the same office joked: "you''re a paparazzi chasing eyeballs now, and even the species have changed!"
"Although I am a dog, at least I am the king of dogs."
The florist Longzhi retorted.
He should have pressed the end of the receiver with his hand and turned to refute his colleagues, but he and Ma had good hearing, so he heard it.
I had an unprovoked association with horses: the king of dogs, owes a trophy... I didn''t expect it to drive to Uzi.
"That flower house sang, I''ll go to class first."
"OK, go to class. By the way, if you have time, wake up with Miss Fujii and let her show up less in front of reporters. Even if you show up, try to look sad and show that you are a victim as much as possible.
"Even if you can''t act like a victim, at least don''t look like it''s okay."
And Ma: "this... I''ll try my best."
"Why don''t you do something to make her sad and try to appease her after the storm."
The florist Longzhi suggested.
After thinking with Ma, I can only make meijiazi vegetarian, and then eat it in front of her every day, which may be effective.
At this time, the class bell rang. Yuzao reached out and patted HEMA on the shoulder.
"I really have to go to class. I''ll contact you later." And the horse said so.
"OK, see you later." The florist Longzhi finished and hung up the phone there first.
And Ma put down the receiver and turned to ask yuzao for advice: "do you have any way to make meijiazi wash his face with tears every day?"
"I heard that KGB has a drug that can cause depression."
"No, no, meijiazi''s sin is not so far." And Ma quickly interrupted yuzao''s words, "is there any way to change it and be gentle?"
Yuzao looked at the ceiling: "well... You''re hard for me. It''s too difficult without killing people. "
... wait a minute, did you just say a very dangerous premise?
And Ma took a look at yuzao and felt that yuzao had to do it by himself.
**
That day, when he and Ma came home, he saw meijiazi lying on the tatami in the living room, looking like a melting shrem.
"And horses! I''m so bored. Do you have anything interesting? "
"About this, in order to help you pass the time, I brought you some good things." He told Ma to put a bag of things in front of meijiazi.
Meijiazi sat up and said, "Wow, such a big bag of things. Oh, look at you. I''m embarrassed to spend so much money."
She opened the bag as she said, "let me see what''s good... Hamlet?"? Or the library of Dongda? "
"For your sake, yuzao and I went to apply for a library card. These are our selected tragedies. They are all works that we have seen and cried. "
To be exact, he ma chose the works he had seen crying in his previous life.
Moreover, some things that I feel good to cry with my immediate life have not been found yet.
For example, Forrest Gump will not be released in the United States for another 13 years.
Another example is "the killer is not too cold", which will not be released for another 13 years.
What makes Ma speechless is that he originally wanted to find some tragedies originating in Japan. As a result, what he remembered, calling for love in the center of the world and a liter of tears, are all works two thousand years later.
After crossing with Ma, he felt the existence of the generation gap.
As a result, yuzaotiao''s works are grounded in Japanese "sobbing" literature, and Ma''s selected works are Shakespeare.
Meijiazi pouted and looked at he ma unhappily: "I think you have prejudice against me. I saw movies and TV dramas that made me cry very much《 "ID card" I cried very badly. I ran out of paper towels in the cinema. I had no choice but to wipe my nose with my sleeves. When I got home, my sleeves were hard, all dry nose. "
That''s crying too much, isn''t it?
Because it''s too exaggerated, it''s like being funny, okay!
In fact, at this moment and Ma can''t tell whether meijiazi is talking or serious, so they can''t give an appropriate response and can only stay where they are.
Meijiazi stared at the horse: "do you think I''m funny?"
And Ma: "yes."
"Then you take the video of the witness card and play it. I''ll cry and show you!"
He Ma: "it''s not that you don''t know what''s going on in my house. Let''s not talk about second-hand video recorders. I can''t afford four hands, okay? I can only sing you the straw hat song of the ID card. You''ll have to cry next. "
"I can''t just have songs. I can''t cry when I read novels and listen to songs, but I cry very loudly when I watch movies."
Scratching his head with Ma, he suddenly remembered that meijiazi had pretended to cry before and said, "I remember when you used to tease me, didn''t it work?"
"Oh, fake crying. The sodium hyaluronate I dropped is useful. My eyes are cold and my tears flow..."
And horses can only help the forehead. At this time, yuzao came out and said, "well, I feel that meijiazi belongs to the type with violent emotional outburst. We should not let her perform, but guide her to make her really feel wronged. As long as she really thinks so, her acting is impeccable. " He Ma: "that''s what I say, but she is meijiazi. It''s too difficult for her to feel aggrieved?" Meijiazi: "yes, it''s too hard to make me feel wronged. It''s harder than world peace. " Yuzao: "try it..." and the horse made a please move: "then try it." Yuzao took a deep breath, then sat in front of meijiazi and began to guide her mood. Thirty minutes later“ Let''s use sodium hyaluronate. " Yuzao said to ma. Meijiazi: "otherwise, when I need to perform, you starve me for one day. The next day I must look wronged. Have some sodium hyaluronate, perfect." He ma and yuzao looked at each other: "that''s all we can do..." at this time, the telephone rang at the porch, and then there was qiandaizi''s voice answering the phone: "Moses? Yes, it''s Tongsheng dojo. Ah? Oh, OK, I''ll tell my brother right away. " Then chiyoko ran over and opened the door of the living room: "brother, the florist reporter called and said that the factory they had been cooperating with was on fire. Now he is looking for other manufacturers to take over. It may be published two days later." And the horse could not help frowning: "is it on fire? What a coincidence? " Yuzao: "I don''t want to set fire to the printing factory for this matter. The price is too high. I think it should be a coincidence. Printing houses are also prone to fire. There are so many inflammables. " Think about it with the horse. If welfare technology wants to attack itself, it doesn''t need to use this means of low return and high risk. The key is to publish it for two days. If it is the Internet age, the late two days may be very different. After all, public opinion in the Internet age has become too fast, and it is possible to miss the best opportunity one day later. In this era, the dissemination of information depends on newspapers and television. Xuevalve of Tokyo University logically has its own news channels. As a result, today they have to ask Ma if they want to understand the situation. In this era, the fermentation of public opinion is very slow. It makes no difference to fight back a day or two later. Just because of this, the florist Longzhi called and just asked his sister to convey it and hung up. He didn''t even ask to go to the phone with Ma. Meijiazi looked at the horse and asked, "what''s the matter? Is it because I have no hope of turning over and can only be the landlady of the Taoist market? "“ You think so. " And Ma looked at her angrily“ Oh, I think it''s beautiful. I''ve been bored all day today. I''ve even figured out the child''s name. If the eldest child is a boy, it''s called Yima and the girl''s name is Yao. The second is a man, so he is called Wulang... "Don''t dream." And Ma interrupted meijiazi, "maybe this event will pass, and you will become the representative of new women and embark on a broad road." Meijiazi: "ah? You don''t want to say that after this incident, I really become a foreign affairs undersecretary, do you? Then Japan is over. " Meijiazi waved her hand, and everyone laughed. The living room was full of happy air** A few days later, Professor Qianjiang''s first seven days came. That morning, he and Ma woke up at six o''clock as usual, and turned on the TV after washing. In the morning newspaper reading program, I was reading an editorial about female college students scolding professors for death. And the horse looked and turned off the TV. Just then, Ah Mao''s voice came from the porch: "no!" And Ma: "what''s the matter? Don''t you work to deliver newspapers in the morning? Why did you come back so early? "“ It''s not good! " Mao rushed into the living room. "I saw a long motorcade coming this way at the intersection! Like a funeral convoy! " Frown with the horse - what the hell, didn''t you come to my door? As soon as the voice fell, he heard the sound of braking at the door, and then came a sad cry: "my wife! You died miserably! "