Chapter 187 Works of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction
"Stop talking nonsense, just come with my sister." Ning Chunyan said.
Okay, I’m a sister again.
Wang Zixu followed Ning Chunyan, thinking that unlike her sister, she sometimes feels like a "mother" - of course, this refers to the "mother" in literature - careful, caring, and will make people feel safe and on your side when going against the grain. It's a pity that Wang Zixu didn't get along with his mother much in his life, otherwise he could have analyzed this image more deeply in literature. And we can't let the young and energetic Miss Ning know that Wang Zixu is so slanderous. She will definitely say angrily that you are a married Wang Zixu, and you have a sense of motherhood.
Speaking of which, it seemed that he had not heard Ning Chunyan say "you married prince" for a long time. It seemed that he had never heard his wife mention this famous saying since she disappeared.
She should be trying to avoid arousing his sadness. This Ning Chun Banquet looks careless and has no taboos, but in fact she may be a sensitive girl inside. Wang Zixu thought so. Just like Xiao Mengyin, even if that woman doesn't look like a writer, at least she will carry a pen with her.
"I have a question," Wang Zixu said as he walked, "Chen Qingluo is not the kind of person who lets others manipulate her."
"Who dares to manipulate her?" Ning Chunyan felt that he said nonsense.
"So, how can I let her go to Qingshan Square tomorrow? She will definitely not go without a strong reason."
"You don't even have such tricks to coax girls?"
"Even if I can coax others, I still can't. I can’t coax Chen Qingluo.”
Ning Chunyan thought for a while and agreed: “That’s right. You can’t coax him.”
“Cool.”
When you are running around like a headless chicken, you will often get such a wonderful answer from someone who is doing something that has nothing to do with you. Serve cold. What a great experience. I wish I could kill you - this is what an angry person would usually answer. Since Wang Zixu generally respects Ning Chunyan, he didn't say that.
Ning Chunyan seemed to be in a good mood, her steps bounced, her skirt fluttered, and she even hummed a song. After humming for a while, he said to Wang Zixu, go to a place with me first, and I will teach you how to say it tomorrow.
The place Ning Chunyan is talking about is on the second floor of the shopping mall next to Qingshan Plaza. In a dark corner, there is a video store with a suffocating appearance. The sign has a string of English on it, called Random. If Ning Chunyan hadn't brought him here, Wang Zixu felt that he would never visit this place in his life.
Ning Chunyan pointed to the billboard at the door. Her onion-like fingers moved along the Chinese characters on the sign. Wang Zixu followed her hand and read it word by word:
"... Couples who have checked in for two days can buy at a half discount. Collection CD, event time limit..."
After reading, Wang Zixu said: "I understand, consumerism trap"
Ning Chunyan patted him on the shoulder: "Go in and take a look first."
The two of them walked in and came to the shelf of the so-called "Collector's Edition CD". Wang Zixu picked it up and took out one. He was shocked to see that the dark cover had a bright red silhouette of Tyrannosaurus Rex bones printed on it. It turned out to be the original first edition CD of "Jurassic Park".
He flipped through a few times, and there were all kinds of movies, including "Red Hot Chili Peppers", "The Shawshank Redemption", "Star Wars", "Tom and Jerry", and even signed English versions. After watching it, his head felt dizzy. What kind of gameplay is this?
“Are you excited?” Ning Chunyan turned to look at him, “My dad is an old movie enthusiast and often buys discs from this store. Do you have a CD player at home?”
"Have you ever read "Art Works in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction"?" Wang Zixu answered the question with questions.
“I haven’t read, but I have learned, Benjamin’s works.”
“Traditional art has authenticity. In addition to artistic value, it also has worship value. In the era of mechanical reproduction, the mass production and endless reproduction of art works have shortened the distance between art works and the public. , causing the "halo" to dissipate, the art revolution began quietly, and the era of artistic fission began, and art works became props for entertaining the public..."
Wang Zixu looked at Ning Chunyan with the disc: "Is this considered reversing the trend and making mechanically reproduced works regain the value of worship?"
Ning Chunyan shrugged: "It's nothing more than a process of disenchantment and re-enchantment. It's inevitable in history, and it's not a reversal. Just ask if you like it?"
"I want this signed version of "Fight Club" by David Fincher."
Ning Chunyan smiled sarcastically: "I knew you would like it."
Wang Zixu held the disc carefully and returned to the original question - he did not have a CD player at home, but he estimated that after buying this disc, he would have one at home.
The boss asked him to leave his name and contact information on the counter. After he finished, he looked at the two of them: "Can you two stand here and compare your feelings?"
Ning Chunyan stood over decisively, but Wang Zixu hesitated.
"Come here quickly, don't let me stand here alone." Ning Chunyan squeezed out the words from the corner of her mouth, "It's embarrassing for you to let me do this alone."
Wang Zixu had no choice but to nudge him over, and Ning Chunyan handed it over to him with half a heart with his left hand.
Wang Zixu hesitated even more. The trap of consumerism was indeed a trap. He didn't say anything before he entered, but he had to weigh it carefully. Seeing Ning Chunyan standing straight with her legs together and her hands hanging in the air, he felt that this was somewhat treasonous.
“Hurry up, I won’t despise you.” Ning Chunyan urged.
Wang Zixu could only put on a fake smile, compare notes with Ning Chunyan, and clock in at the counter.
…After a while, Wang Zixu went out with a note from the boss. Ning Chunyan told him, don’t worry, I didn’t leave any photos. Even if your wife goes shopping and enters this store one day, it won’t cause any unpleasant misunderstanding.
She also said, you can use this excuse to bring Qingluo here tomorrow - don’t worry, you don’t need to compare yourself the second time - and you can buy her milk tea as a reason to return her favor. After drinking your milk tea, she will no longer hold grudges, and you can apologize to her again.
She said Chen Qingluo’s character was like a dog. But overall, Wang Zixu still prefers to believe her point of view. Chen Qingluo did have a tendency to "eat people with short lips" and he discovered it not long after he got to know her.
That was also in high school. Ever since Xie Dongyu came to the school for a book signing, under Chen Qingluo's suggestion (or bewitchment), Wang Zixu and she both lied about not bringing any money and became accomplices in not buying books. As a result, Wang Zixu was severely criticized by the teacher. After that, the two even knew each other. Sometimes they would look at each other for two seconds when they met in the corridor, but they were not just acquaintances, nor could they be called acquaintances. It was just that Wang Zixu had a deep impression of this pretty girl and would pay more attention to her.
But when I was a student, especially the students at that time, everyone was very shy. Taking the initiative to talk to the opposite sex always seems suspicious, especially if the other person is such a beautiful girl. Beautiful girls are always eye-catching. If you talk to her, it will appear that you are moving very big and ostentatiously. What's more, he was so far away from her seat that it would be very deliberate to look for her.
Therefore, although the prince always had the urge to get close to her (this urge would become particularly obvious every time they met in the corridor), he did not dare to really make any extraordinary move. Of course, he later learned that he was not the only boy who was eyeing Chen Qingluo at that time, and some even secretly went to give her small gifts.
In short, since they exchanged a few words on the playground under the sun that day, he had no further interaction with her for two months. So when he adjusted his seat later, he was surprised to find that Chen Qingluo was sitting next to him, which gave him a sense of surprise that the contents of his dreams suddenly became reality.
He was itchy for a long time that day and didn’t listen well to either class. Finally, he got a chance to talk to Chen Qingluo after class:
“Freddy, I watched it.”
< br>Chen Qingluo turned around, her fair face seemed to be filled with aura: "What Freddy?"
""Freddy the Golden Hamster"." Wang Zixu said, "I have seen it."
Looking at Chen Qingluo’s expression, it was obvious that she didn’t remember what he was talking about.
Wang Zixu pointed at his fingers and explained: "Didn't you say that on the playground that day? Xie Dongyu copied this book, and I said I would read it. Do you still remember?"
Chen Qingluo slowly raised her face, with a thoughtful expression on her face, and said in a long tone:
“Oh——”
“Did you remember?”
“I remembered.”
“I look at your expression, it seems like you didn’t remember.”
Chen Qingluo said nothing. It seems that he really didn't remember it.
Wang Zixu suddenly felt very depressed.
Of course he knows that this is normal. It happened two months ago. Even if you read a book and read the plot two months ago, you may forget it two months later. Besides, so much has happened in the past two months. Chen Qingluo is very busy every day, and it is normal for her to forget what she, a strange classmate who has only met once, said.
But Wang Zixu still felt a sense of confusion in his heart: this feeling was like a pair of life-and-death lovers in a Korean drama, one of whom lost his memory, and only one remembered the other (even though they were not lovers); it was also like an old father who raised his daughter and talked about how he used to pee and excrement when he was a child, but the daughter had no memory of this (even though they were not father and daughter). Wang Zixu felt such a sense of loss in his heart.
He continued to get close to Chen Qingluo: "Do you like the book "Golden Hamster" very much? After reading it, I thought it was indeed very interesting. Which character in the book do you like best? The mouse or the cat or the Hamster Brothers, Sophie or Master John? ”
“I read them all when I was a kid, so there’s no need to discuss the plot. I’m not interested in discussing children’s books.”
Chen Qingluo is very cold and rejects people thousands of miles away.
Wang Zixu felt very hurt.
Before studying in class the next morning, he left a handful of White Rabbit toffee on the table.
At that time, Wang Zixu was growing taller. He was 1.6 meters tall and was already 1.8 meters tall when he was a senior in high school. He created a miracle. As a result, he sometimes suffers from hypoglycemia. At that time, he developed the habit of carrying a handful of candy with him and eating one whenever he felt dizzy.
At that time, Chen Qingluo sat in front of her seat holding her stomach and secretly observed his candy for a long time. When the school bell rang, she asked him like a sneak attack through the bell: "Have you finished eating?"
"Huh?" The ringtone was too loud, and Wang Zixu couldn't hear it clearly.
“I said, can you finish eating?”
“What did you say?”
“Give me one.” Chen Qingluo said.
“Oh.” Wang Zixu said, “Take it yourself.”
Chen Qingluo quickly took one and put it in her mouth. Before the teacher arrived, she quickly took another one.
Wang Zixu stared at her dumbfounded: She took out the candy too fast, just like a golden hamster seeing yellow pink beetle larvae. She also hides candy in her cheeks like a hamster. The head teacher passed by the aisle majestically with his hands behind his back. He secretly turned his head and saw Chen Qingluo's white and tender face bulging.
“You didn’t eat in the morning?”
Chen Qingluo didn’t answer, her cheeks squirmed, and her teeth seemed to be stuck with candy.
A bit cute.
After a while, she was able to open her mouth, and her first words were:
"Master John."
"What?" Wang Zixu was confused by this nonsense.
“My favorite character is Master John.” Chen Qingluo said, “I have a good impression of the writer.”
Wang Zixu remembered it. "Master John" is a character in "Freddy the Golden Hamster".
She was answering his question yesterday.
It’s a shame she remembered.
Since then, Wang Zixu would bring more food every day, and Chen Qingluo also developed the habit of eating his food. From the beginning, she was as cold as ice, but then the relationship improved, thanks to the ice-breaking white rabbit toffee.
Wang Zixu and Ning Chunyan walked out of the mall. Ning Chunyan clasped her hands behind her back, feeling coy for a long time, and then said to him, okay, I'll help you with your matter, and then you'll go somewhere with me.
“You tell me where to go.” Wang Zixu said happily.
"Go and meet a group of... uh..." Ning Chunyan tilted his head and thought for a long time, "Caiyuan."
"Caiyuan? What Caiyuan?" Wang Zixu's expression was a bit strange. He felt that the word was particularly feudal.
Ning Chunyan is also a very modern person. After realizing what he meant, he felt a little embarrassed. He breathed a little quickly and said viciously: "Layoff, layoff you!"
"Don't cut me off, I guarantee that our magazine will have a lot of money in the future, a lot of money."
After saying that, both of them were amused by their own homophonic jokes, and laughed "hehehe" for a long time.
After laughing, Ning Chunyan said: "If we want to explain it in detail, the so-called Caiyuan is a group of girls with very good family conditions. Their common hobby is literature, and gradually formed a circle. They usually get together to criticize literature, but because they are not from a major, their level remains at the level of others. Yun's realm, but their family conditions are indeed very good, so they have a certain influence. "
Wang Zixu's face was startled, and Ning Chunyan leaned over: "Do you understand? "
“I seem to understand, but I don’t understand.”
“What don’t I understand?”
“The dialectical logic of literary level and family conditions "It's all about the relationship."
Ning Chunyan laughed and said, "Forget it, you don't have to worry about it. Anyway, I will take you there just to be a mascot. Just sit there." , just answer when others ask you, and if you speak less and look very deep, they will think you are very powerful."
"I still don't understand," Wang Zi pointed at himself, "Why. Why do you want to take me there?"
"Because you are on "Get"," Ning Chunyan said, "You are now a relatively avant-garde topic in the circle."
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