"Oh! Yes, go to the lighthouse." Ning Chunyan nodded, then showed a troubled expression, "Have you seen it?"

"To be honest, it's not easy to understand." Wang Zixu said, "Her stream of consciousness is a bit unique, and I don't understand it very well. So if Yan Zishan's sentence contains this meaning, I may not be able to understand it.

"

Wang Zixu said it very honestly. Generally speaking, people who talk about literature dare not say that they don’t understand Woolf. They don’t understand stream of consciousness, so how dare they talk about literature? Generally speaking, when talking about literature, if you don’t understand stream of consciousness, you are in a state of confusion.

If you are at the lower end of the contempt chain, you are at risk of being despised at any time.

So everyone usually says that they understand Proust, Faulkner, Woolf, Joyce, the more difficult the writers are to understand, the more they have to smile contemptuously and dismiss them, and then quietly say, it’s too simple, it’s all like this

You haven’t read this popular author yet?

Wang Zixu was one of the few people who confessed in front of Ning Chunyan that he didn't understand Woolf very well, and at the same time, he had read a lot, so he said he didn't understand. Ning Chunyan felt warm and moved after hearing this.

explain:

"To be honest, I don't understand much. I also studied Can Xue for my graduate project, which really gave me a headache. Just reading the book made me feel like I was going to die."

The prince nodded humbly and sincerely: "Can Xue is indeed difficult to understand. In comparison, Kant seems simple."

Ning Chunyan turned around: "Wait a minute, why does it involve Kant?"

Wang Zixu said: "Can Xue's brother is Deng Xiaomang."

Deng Xiaomang is a well-known researcher of Kant philosophy in China.

Once Wang Zixu's thoughts spread out, it became difficult to keep up. Ning Chunyan could barely keep up, and this kind of chat was still within her comfort zone. She even found it very enjoyable to chat like this.

"By the way, you just said this sentence pattern and you can think of two allusions. What's the other one?"

Wang Zixu said: "The other one is 'Go to America' in 'Crime and Punishment'. This one is even more intriguing, because 'Go to America' in the book symbolizes depravity and is a lingo for suicide."

"I have read "Crime and Punishment". Dostoyevsky was very patriotic. He believed that 'going to America' was betraying his own Mother Russia. The United States symbolizes a depraved place that incubates evil. From this perspective,

Does Yanzishan think that the East China Sea is a place for incubation and depravity? Well... it's also possible, after all, the East China Sea is so lavish and luxurious."

Wang Zixu said: "But Yanzishan himself must have lived in the East China Sea for a long time."

Ning Chunyan nodded: "Yes. It's not very similar."

Wang Zixu shut up. In fact, if only analyzed from the literal meaning, Yan Zishan's words felt a bit like a prophecy, because the core of his next period of life was indeed "going to the East China Sea."

During this time, Wen Yan is planning a big event, and will soon move to the East China Sea. By then, whether in his work or life, he will have completed "going to the East China Sea."

But Yan Zishan definitely didn’t know this, so why did he let himself “go to the East China Sea” again?

Difficult to understand.

Ning Chunyan stopped at the door of a strange community. Wang Zixu looked around and asked:

"Isn't Professor Zhong at the Plaza Hotel?"

"yes."

"This shouldn't be the Plaza Hotel, right?"

"Of course not, who said this is?" Ning Chunyan said, "This is my home."

Wang Zixu asked cautiously: "Can I take the liberty of asking why we came to your house?"

"Tsk." Ning Chunyan raised her face at him, "Who would invite a married prince like you to come to my house?"

"Oh, that's just me being sentimental. But why are we coming to your community?"

Ning Chunyan had no intention of explaining to him. She unbuckled her seat belt, stretched out on the posture seat, made a comfortable sound, and arched her waist like a cat. Her slender waist curved into a youthful arc.

What he saw was shocking to Wang Zixu. He quickly looked away.

After stretching, Ning Chunyan said: "We have invited Professor Zhong here, and it is our turn to send him back. This is called having a beginning and an end."

"Both of us?"

Wang Zixu made a confused sound, and soon he discovered that the "two of us" she said did not include himself, but someone else.

Because he saw, far away, the expressionless Chen Qingluo moving quickly this way.

The big girl is really here.
Chapter completed!