Wang Xiaobo wrote three "eras", "Golden Age" is the most "arrogant" age, want to eat, want to love, want to turn into a half-light and half-dark cloud in the sky in an instant.
In the Golden Age, Wang was twenty-one years old, bold, and could do whatever he wanted.
In Silver Age, he lets his imagination go and describes life in 2020, with the protagonist sitting in a modern office building "shooting everything interesting."
The protagonist of the Silver Age became a writer, but the matter of writing suddenly became absurd, the world became ridiculous, there were fewer and fewer interesting things, and more and more boring people.
Dickens said in A Tale of Two Cities: "It was the best of times, it was also the worst of times, it was the wisest of times, it was also the most ignorant times.
Decades ago, when Wang Xiaobo imagined the future in the "Silver Age", he did not know whether he thought of this sentence.
In my sophomore year of college, there was a thermodynamics class, and the teacher said from the podium, "The world of the future is silver."
At that time, "I" was sitting in the first row, with my left hand on the table and holding my chin, and the teacher's sentence was a bit headless, so it became a mystery.
I always appear in the classroom in a corduroy coat, not to study, just to be stunned, I am like a Jurassic plesiosaur crawling to the present, for it, modern too noisy, too dry, and can not eat the favorite ferns, so it will fall out.
It lives in the thermostatic dinosaur museum built by people, but always rests its tail on the ground in a dead breath, and I am the plesiosaur, spreading on the ground like a clove of garlic that has been patted.
The teacher was a woman dressed in black leather, like a violet, and now this violet, which occasionally falls on the mouth of a dinosaur, is chewed by the dinosaur, because the Russian poet Mayakovsky wrote:
Ancient dinosaurs chewed the violets that occasionally landed on their mouths.
I was the dinosaur that crawled to the modern age, with a big man of more than two meters, and compared with the teacher, I was an appalling behemoth, costing both clothes and shoes, and the heel of the socks was the easiest to break.
I often think of what the teacher said, and I often think of what the teacher's leather jacket is under, but the underwear is definitely worn.
In 2020, I worked in a writing company, and I wrote the story of "teacher-student love" eighteen times, and every time I only changed a little, people were about to write and vomit, but my boss wanted me to write, and readers actually liked to watch.
The world of the future is so boring, but that is the Silver Age.
I had depression, when I was in college, the doctor said that if this disease is not cured, I will not graduate alive, he mobilized me to be hospitalized in order to hit my head with electricity, I did not agree, my head is not used to give electricity, he prescribed me a lot of medicine, I took it back to feed the turtle, the result of the turtle became restless, heard the music and jumped, overnight became a red turtle.
Depression didn't make me die, but it made me live a hated life.
I was in a daze in the parking lot, and the security guard came to "catch me", he dressed like an English gentleman, I was like a bandit, I didn't dare not listen, but with my back to him, I secretly let out a vicious fart, he probably smelled it, so in the routine report said that I had misbehaved.
I was in the office in a daze, my boss came to "catch up" me again, let me quickly rewrite the story of "teacher-student love", the company paid for it, so I could not help but write.
The teacher said that the future world is silver.
Silver all over the place? This sentence is still a mystery.
I had several staff members, but there was silence in the office, no one could teach anyone how to write, and neither could I, but I couldn't refuse to review, so they sent the manuscript to my desk and left, and after half an hour, I picked up the manuscript, read the first line, looked at the last line, and signed my name.
When some people send manuscripts, they will remind me to look at certain paragraphs, and I will read them, but after reading them, I will put a red cross on this paragraph and kill this paragraph.
At noon, I took the manuscript that I had killed and sent a messenger to my superiors to prove that the salary was not in vain.
Sometimes my boss told me to change the story of "teacher-student love", so I changed the time from summer to autumn, and the rest remained the same.
There is only one kind of story in which my story begins, and that starts in the classroom of thermodynamics and then goes to the teacher's dormitory:
"In the teacher's bedroom, I tried to unbutton her chest, but without success. The reason for the failure was that my fingers were too thick to hold small things; another reason was that the air was too wet, and the friction coefficient of the cloth increased greatly. ”
I hadn't unbuttoned my teacher's chest, and after all these years, I still hadn't grown, and I wanted the story to start somewhere else, but it didn't work out either. As for the reason, it is the matter of the loyalty of the king.
The world of the future is silver.
Everything was hazy, and I felt that everything I saw was either a vegetative person or a robot.
Everyone repeats some things, and these repetitive things gradually become rules, can not get rid of, once out of the rules, will be "killed".
When you are in the company, you must follow the rules of the company, and in the system, you must follow the requirements of the system, and only when you are really living will you hear the inner voice.
I wrote a story about an Egyptian desert, but the editor-in-chief killed the manuscript because I was out of touch with life.
The caller complained: Write something blindly, you are also an old comrade, how to not understand the slightest measure.
The editor-in-chief also told me that the progress of the new version of "Teacher-Student Love" should be accelerated. I didn't say anything, and I knew that I would speed it up by saying anything.
I have a woman under me named "Brown", and this person is particularly lacking in heart and eyes, so why can I see it? The company requires everyone to go to the countryside every two years to experience life.
There was no running water, no gas, no electricity, it was so desolate that birds didn't, everybody didn't want to go, I was wheeled six times, not once, and on one turn I got sick, asthma, diabetes, itchy skin.
Except for me, no one else refused to go, and they all got sick in time.
But the "brown" went on a round, only two weeks, then she threw away her armor and came back, she walked at night in the countryside, was gang-raped twice by four big men, and after returning, stayed in the hospital for a week.
For a while, this silent "brown" became chattering, always talking about how he felt about being gang-raped, saying that the first time it was okay, the second time it was a little uncomfortable.
"Brown" said: Big Brother, I'm going to write a novel!
We worked in the company and wrote novels every day, and she actually had to write novels, but I knew what kind of novel she was going to write.
I tried to persuade her not to think stupidly, but I couldn't say it, that night, I lost sleep, we lived in the Silver Age, I worked in a company — writing novels, but my colleague actually told me that she was going to write real novels.
In order to dispel this idea, I gave her a book of exercises, but as you know, she lacked the heart and eyes to write a real novel.
But since she was alive, she had her own will to know what a real novel was, but she would rather be a mother locust who ate a lot of exercises than think in that direction.
Write at home and don't tell anyone, so that you are really writing a novel.
In the Silver Age, I didn't dare to make mistakes, that is, I made mistakes, and I wouldn't let you know that I was in the company now and had nothing to do but live.
This is the "Silver Age", in order to live, house, salary, every day to wear long clothes and trousers to go to work, to write their own tired of the story, just because those stories are read by someone, some people need, is all this worth it?
But for now, for this so-called "life", I can only go back to the thermodynamics teacher in my second year of college, and I want to fall in love with the teacher again there.
People in the Silver Age, carrying the burden of life, always have to use something to comfort themselves, to convince themselves, otherwise, this life does not know how to continue, because it is too uninteresting, just demanded by something external.
You can choose to leave, but that means the game is over.
Whether it is the golden age or the silver age, it is inseparable from people's lives, the difference is that in the golden age, people want to love, want to eat, want to be free, and in the silver age, the world is silver, people in order to "live", they will make themselves lifeless.
In 1997, Wang Xiaobo left this world, he could not see the future world, but people did repeat a story more than a dozen times as he said, and they were tired of it, but because some people watched it, they continued to write.
I am like this, and so do many people I see, people don't talk about spirit, don't talk about soul, and if you can get money, you can do it first and then say it.
In our time, there are also a few people who talk about the spirit, the soul, and talk about it, and some of them are bribed by money, or they are bent over by life, they can't lift their heads, and there are very few who can always maintain it.
Of course, the spirit is so luxurious things, we can not thirst too much, once the desire is too much, many things can not be endured, after all, Wang Xiaobo also said, the key to living happily, is to maintain stupidity, people should not be too greedy for the spirit, too greedy, even the existing fear will become uninteresting, spiritual things, once the same, it is inevitable boring.
It is the story of the teacher-student love in the story, which should have been interesting the first time, but it was written more than a dozen times in a row, and it was not interesting.
Interesting souls are like this story, and if the cores are similar, it is boring.
In the Silver Age, "I" had to be managed by the leader for the sake of salary, working in the office, and the story could not be scribbled, otherwise it would be killed.
"I" am managed by others, and "I" am in charge of others.
Therefore, how others manage "me", "I" manage others, upward and downward effects, interesting things are shot, and boring things naturally prevail.
From the company's point of view, in order to make money, it is right to invest in people, from the perspective of employees, to produce what the company needs, for the development of the company, it is also appropriate.
However, from a human point of view, let everyone be like this, this world, it is really like the world of robots, the instructions are issued, everyone buries their heads, the instructions change, and everyone even changes their expressions together.
For example, the company dinner, drinking and singing K, you do not drink, is a strange thing, just like there was an incident before, employees were slapped because they did not drink, and later, female employees were sexually harassed by drinking.
The guy who was beaten actually just did a very normal thing, I don't like to drink, I can't drink, so I don't drink, but he was beaten.
People can't even be free of their own will, which is very strange, and the logic behind this situation is actually the default rule of many people.
People are in the silver age, they must properly abide by some rules, but if the rules are observed too much, they become boring.
The world is the world of man, and the rules are the rules created by man, but most of the time, man is bound by the rules of creation.
Because behind the rules, probably the vast majority of people are upholding this kind of rule, so it is difficult for him to disobey, you can disobey, but then, it is difficult to tolerate you here.
Wang Xiaobo said: "I can't see the people I want to meet, and the people I see are all people I don't want to see." ”
However, it should be added that in order to live, if you don't want to see it, you don't want to do it, and you don't want to do it, this is the world where "silver" is done, money is the tool of life, and it is also the master of life.
Wen | not interesting soul