"Russian newspaper? What's going on?”
"It might not be Russian. Reba doesn't know Russian.”
"It's Russian. I majored in Russian, but the camera was too far away, so I couldn't see what was written clearly.”
"Ye Shaoheng is also a talent. Why would a Chinese person start a Russian newspaper?”
"Is this some big news?”
"Who knows? The newspapers have turned yellow. It should have been many years.”
"Awesome, even Russian is out.”
"Who said the word spy just now?”
"With your brain, it's a pity that you don't write novels.”
"You're too awesome to call someone a spy just because you saw a newspaper.”
"It should be something that shocked the world, so Ye Shaoheng collected it.”
"If it's a big event that shocks the world, why doesn't China publish it in the newspapers? Do you need to find the Russian version?"
"A fellow who worships foreign things."
"That's possible. Nowadays, Chinese people regard returning from overseas as an honor. In fact, many people get into pheasant universities.”
"Kneeling for too long won't change your bad habit.”
"Don't be so dark, okay? We don't even know the outcome yet, and you're already spouting a lot of nonsense.”
"With Ye Shaoheng's temperament, could he be someone who worships foreign things?”
"I can't be bothered to talk nonsense with them."
"..." In the live broadcast room, Mr. He searched for a while in his contact list and then dialed a video call called Zhu Xing.
After a few rings, the video call was connected.
On the other end of the video was a white-bearded old man.
The place he was in should be the study room. It was well-decorated and had an antique feel to it.
He was dressed in white clothes that were rich in Chinese culture, and he was holding a brush in his hand.
He should be practicing calligraphy.
"Teacher He, why did you suddenly think of sending me a video call?”
Although Zhu Xing was not young, his voice was full of energy.
"Professor Zhu, did I disturb you?”Teacher He asked politely.
Zhu Xing put down his brush and placed his phone on the stand."I'm a retired old man. What can you disturb me for?”
"Haha..." Teacher He laughed."You're living a leisurely life."
”
"When I was young, I wanted to be free. Now that I'm free, I feel bored.”
Zhu Xing found a chair and sat down."Teacher He, you don't come to me for no reason. If there's anything, just say it. You probably won't look for me for no reason."”
"Professor Zhu, I'm doing a live broadcast. Is it convenient for you?”Teacher He asked.
"Yo!"
Zhu Hang smiled."What's so inconvenient about that? Isn't it good to let the entire country's audience know me?”
"Alright, let me introduce you first.”After Teacher He said that, he turned to the camera and said,"Hello, everyone.
I'm calling Professor Zhu Xing, who specializes in teaching Russian.
He had studied and worked in Russia for ten years.
He translated many Russian works.”
"So it's him. No wonder he sounds so familiar.”
"Zhu Xing is known as the Chinese who understands Russia the most.”
"Teacher He has such a wide circle of friends.”
"You must be ignorant. Don't you know that Teacher He is a university professor?”
"Really?"
"Sigh…kids nowadays.”
"Then it's normal to know Zhu Xing.”
"Haha…" Zhu Xing laughed heartily."Teacher He, don't flatter me. What's there to brag about? You're just a disheveled old man."
Are you looking for me about Russia?”
"Yes, Professor Zhu."
Teacher He walked to the newspaper and said,"It's like this. We found an old Russian newspaper in a guest's house.
We don't know what's written on it.
That's why I wanted you to take a look for us.”
"An old newspaper?"
Zhu Xing's interest was piqued."It's rare to see a Russian newspaper in China.”
"Yes, that's why we're also curious about what's so special about this newspaper.”Teacher He smiled.
"Wait a minute, I'll put on my glasses.”Zhu Xing said as he found his glasses and put them on.
When Teacher He saw that Zhu Xing had put on his glasses, he extended his phone to the newspaper."Professor Zhu, this is the newspaper.”
Professor Zhu read it seriously."It's a newspaper from 2012.”
"How did you know?"
Mr. He was shocked. Did you study antiques in addition to teaching Russian?
You can even tell the age?
Zhu Xing rolled his eyes."How would I know? I calculated it with my fingers.”
"F * ck!"
"That awesome?"
"You're bragging!"
Mr. He frowned and looked confused.
Zhu Xing laughed."It's written clearly on it, and you're asking me how I know.”
"Hey!"
Mr. He slapped his forehead with an awkward expression.
F * ck, I feel like my IQ has dropped by several dimensions today.
At this moment, Zhu Xing finished reading the contents of the newspaper. He took off his glasses and put them aside.
"Professor Zhu, what earth-shattering news is written on it?”Teacher He asked hurriedly.
"What big news?" Zhu Xing smiled."It's just an ordinary newspaper.”
"Ah?"
Teacher He looked disappointed.
Did anyone still read Russian newspapers in China?
For the newspaper to come to this room and be pasted on the wall, there was no doubt that it was sent or brought over by someone else.
If it was just an ordinary newspaper, why would they have to work so hard?
Was Ye Shaoheng so free that he had nothing to do?
Yang Mi thought of a possibility. She turned to Auntie Li and asked,"Auntie Li, do any of your relatives work or study in Russia?”
Auntie Li shook her head. No, my family's genes are not good. I don't even have the ability to get into a university. How can I have the ability to study abroad?”
Auntie Li said honestly.
However, it dealt a heavy blow to the audience and everyone present.
Your genes aren't good?
He hadn't even gotten into a top university?
Ye Shaoheng was born in your family.
Even his current achievements were enough to be famous for thousands of years, okay?
Versailles is a big crime, Auntie Li!
"That's strange!" Yang Mi narrowed her eyes and bit her lips lightly, sinking into endless confusion.
Teacher He refused to give up."Professor Zhu, are you really not special?”
Professor Zhu confirmed,"It's really not special. It's really just a newspaper published by an ordinary Russian newspaper."
What you showed me just now was a poem.
However, this poem was not published in the original edition of this newspaper office.
This poem might not have been published yet.
What's so special about it?"
"A poem?" Yang Mi seemed to have grasped something important.
"Yes, yes, yes." Zhu Xing was very serious this time."If I have to say something special, it would be that this poem is a little special.”
"How is it special?" Yang Mi was overjoyed.
Zhu Xing explained slowly,"This poem is called 'The Petrel.'
The poem wasn't special. Perhaps everyone knew this, but the author was a little special. He was Chinese.
This is the only special thing."
"The author of the poem is Chinese?”
"That's right, then how do you publish it in Russian?”
"You don't even know 'The Petrel'? You bunch of illiterates."
"Who doesn't know about China's 'The Stormy Petrel?' But this is Russia's 'The Stormy Petrel.”
"Oh my god…How old are you guys?”
"I'm so angry. Didn't you hear what Professor Zhu said? The author of this song, The Song of the Stormy Petrel, was Chinese.”
"Which song is 'The Song of the Storm'?"
"Ah…on the vast sea…this song.”
"The one above who translated, I instantly understood.”
"Excellent translation."
"F * ck,'The Song of the Stormy Petrel' was even translated into Russian and published in Russia.”
"It's indeed powerful.”
"Just a poem being published overseas is already amazing. How many works of Ye Shaoheng have been selling well overseas?”
"Isn't this just to enhance the atmosphere? Don't be anxious, bro!”
"..." After Yang Mi heard Zhu Xing's words, she asked curiously,"
"Professor Zhu, may I ask if the 'The Song of the Stormy Petrel' in this newspaper is the famous 'The Song of the Stormy Petrel' in our country?”
Zhu Xing's expression became serious when he mentioned the name of the poem 'The Petrel Storm'.
"Yes, that's the one."
"Professor Zhu."
Teacher He said weakly,"We're looking for you to see if there's anything special. Isn't this poem very, very special?
You said it so casually that there was nothing special.
It made us extremely disappointed
I was going to treat you to a drink.”
Professor He and Professor Zhu were very familiar with each other, so he joked.
Professor Zhu laughed and said,"Come on, even if you say you'll treat me to a drink, I won't believe it. When have you ever kept your word?”
Zi Feng frowned, having a doubt in his heart, and asked,""Professor Zhu, you said that when this poem was published, you were the one who reviewed the manuscript. Why would a Chinese poem be published in a Russian newspaper?
It's even pirated!"
"Yo, it's little lass Zi Feng. She looks really cute.”
Zhu Xing teased, and then his face sank.
"You're young, so you probably don't know about that, right?”
Zi Feng shook his head."What matter are you referring to?”
At the mention of this, Professor Zhu became serious."Let me put it this way.
However, the first time it was published, it was not in China.
It was in Russia.
Naturally, it was not published in Chinese, but in Russian.”
Zi Feng's eyes widened, and there was even some indignation on her pretty face."No way, right? He's clearly a poet from my Hua Country. Why would he go to Russia to publish poems?
And he didn't even use Chinese.
What kind of mentality was this?
Don't tell me you don't even recognize your own country?
Wasn't this too infuriating?
Could he be Russian?”
Hearing Zi Feng complain so much, Zhu Xing's expression became even gloomier.
"He's not Russian Chinese, but a genuine Chinese…Zi Feng, you're young, I don't blame you for not knowing.
But if you don't know about this, I'll have to blame your school or your teacher.
It was because of the name Yun Zhonghe, the poet who wrote the Song of the Stormy Petrel.
As long as they were Chinese.
He should be firmly remembered!”
Hearing Zhu Xing's words, the teacher nodded solemnly.
A proud expression naturally appeared on his face. "Russian newspaper? What's going on?”
"It might not be Russian. Reba doesn't know Russian.”
"It's Russian. I majored in Russian, but the camera was too far away, so I couldn't see what was written clearly.”
"Ye Shaoheng is also a talent. Why would a Chinese person start a Russian newspaper?”
"Is this some big news?”
"Who knows? The newspapers have turned yellow. It should have been many years.”
"Awesome, even Russian is out.”
"Who said the word spy just now?”
"With your brain, it's a pity that you don't write novels.”
"You're too awesome to call someone a spy just because you saw a newspaper.”
"It should be something that shocked the world, so Ye Shaoheng collected it.”
"If it's a big event that shocks the world, why doesn't China publish it in the newspapers? Do you need to find the Russian version?"
"A fellow who worships foreign things."
"That's possible. Nowadays, Chinese people regard returning from overseas as an honor. In fact, many people get into pheasant universities.”
"Kneeling for too long won't change your bad habit.”
"Don't be so dark, okay? We don't even know the outcome yet, and you're already spouting a lot of nonsense.”
"With Ye Shaoheng's temperament, could he be someone who worships foreign things?”
"I can't be bothered to talk nonsense with them."
"..." In the live broadcast room, Mr. He searched for a while in his contact list and then dialed a video call called Zhu Xing.
After a few rings, the video call was connected.
On the other end of the video was a white-bearded old man.
The place he was in should be the study room. It was well-decorated and had an antique feel to it.
He was dressed in white clothes that were rich in Chinese culture, and he was holding a brush in his hand.
He should be practicing calligraphy.
"Teacher He, why did you suddenly think of sending me a video call?”
Although Zhu Xing was not young, his voice was full of energy.
"Professor Zhu, did I disturb you?”Teacher He asked politely.
Zhu Xing put down his brush and placed his phone on the stand."I'm a retired old man. What can you disturb me for?”
"Haha..." Teacher He laughed."You're living a leisurely life."
”
"When I was young, I wanted to be free. Now that I'm free, I feel bored.”
Zhu Xing found a chair and sat down."Teacher He, you don't come to me for no reason. If there's anything, just say it. You probably won't look for me for no reason."”
"Professor Zhu, I'm doing a live broadcast. Is it convenient for you?”Teacher He asked.
"Yo!"
Zhu Hang smiled."What's so inconvenient about that? Isn't it good to let the entire country's audience know me?”
"Alright, let me introduce you first.”After Teacher He said that, he turned to the camera and said,"Hello, everyone.
I'm calling Professor Zhu Xing, who specializes in teaching Russian.
He had studied and worked in Russia for ten years.
He translated many Russian works.”
"So it's him. No wonder he sounds so familiar.”
"Zhu Xing is known as the Chinese who understands Russia the most.”
"Teacher He has such a wide circle of friends.”
"You must be ignorant. Don't you know that Teacher He is a university professor?”
"Really?"
"Sigh…kids nowadays.”
"Then it's normal to know Zhu Xing.”
"Haha…" Zhu Xing laughed heartily."Teacher He, don't flatter me. What's there to brag about? You're just a disheveled old man."
Are you looking for me about Russia?”
"Yes, Professor Zhu."
Teacher He walked to the newspaper and said,"It's like this. We found an old Russian newspaper in a guest's house.
We don't know what's written on it.
That's why I wanted you to take a look for us.”
"An old newspaper?"
Zhu Xing's interest was piqued."It's rare to see a Russian newspaper in China.”
"Yes, that's why we're also curious about what's so special about this newspaper.”Teacher He smiled.
"Wait a minute, I'll put on my glasses.”Zhu Xing said as he found his glasses and put them on.
When Teacher He saw that Zhu Xing had put on his glasses, he extended his phone to the newspaper."Professor Zhu, this is the newspaper.”
Professor Zhu read it seriously."It's a newspaper from 2012.”
"How did you know?"
Mr. He was shocked. Did you study antiques in addition to teaching Russian?
You can even tell the age?
Zhu Xing rolled his eyes."How would I know? I calculated it with my fingers.”
"F * ck!"
"That awesome?"
"You're bragging!"
Mr. He frowned and looked confused.
Zhu Xing laughed."It's written clearly on it, and you're asking me how I know.”
"Hey!"
Mr. He slapped his forehead with an awkward expression.
F * ck, I feel like my IQ has dropped by several dimensions today.
At this moment, Zhu Xing finished reading the contents of the newspaper. He took off his glasses and put them aside.
"Professor Zhu, what earth-shattering news is written on it?”Teacher He asked hurriedly.
"What big news?" Zhu Xing smiled."It's just an ordinary newspaper.”
"Ah?"
Teacher He looked disappointed.
Did anyone still read Russian newspapers in China?
For the newspaper to come to this room and be pasted on the wall, there was no doubt that it was sent or brought over by someone else.
If it was just an ordinary newspaper, why would they have to work so hard?
Was Ye Shaoheng so free that he had nothing to do?
Yang Mi thought of a possibility. She turned to Auntie Li and asked,"Auntie Li, do any of your relatives work or study in Russia?”
Auntie Li shook her head. No, my family's genes are not good. I don't even have the ability to get into a university. How can I have the ability to study abroad?”
Auntie Li said honestly.
However, it dealt a heavy blow to the audience and everyone present.
Your genes aren't good?
He hadn't even gotten into a top university?
Ye Shaoheng was born in your family.
Even his current achievements were enough to be famous for thousands of years, okay?
Versailles is a big crime, Auntie Li!
"That's strange!" Yang Mi narrowed her eyes and bit her lips lightly, sinking into endless confusion.
Teacher He refused to give up."Professor Zhu, are you really not special?”
Professor Zhu confirmed,"It's really not special. It's really just a newspaper published by an ordinary Russian newspaper."
What you showed me just now was a poem.
However, this poem was not published in the original edition of this newspaper office.
This poem might not have been published yet.
What's so special about it?"
"A poem?" Yang Mi seemed to have grasped something important.
"Yes, yes, yes." Zhu Xing was very serious this time."If I have to say something special, it would be that this poem is a little special.”
"How is it special?" Yang Mi was overjoyed.
Zhu Xing explained slowly,"This poem is called 'The Petrel.'
The poem wasn't special. Perhaps everyone knew this, but the author was a little special. He was Chinese.
This is the only special thing."
"The author of the poem is Chinese?”
"That's right, then how do you publish it in Russian?”
"You don't even know 'The Petrel'? You bunch of illiterates."
"Who doesn't know about China's 'The Stormy Petrel?' But this is Russia's 'The Stormy Petrel.”
"Oh my god…How old are you guys?”
"I'm so angry. Didn't you hear what Professor Zhu said? The author of this song, The Song of the Stormy Petrel, was Chinese.”
"Which song is 'The Song of the Storm'?"
"Ah…on the vast sea…this song.”
"The one above who translated, I instantly understood.”
"Excellent translation."
"F * ck,'The Song of the Stormy Petrel' was even translated into Russian and published in Russia.”
"It's indeed powerful.”
"Just a poem being published overseas is already amazing. How many works of Ye Shaoheng have been selling well overseas?”
"Isn't this just to enhance the atmosphere? Don't be anxious, bro!”
"..." After Yang Mi heard Zhu Xing's words, she asked curiously,"
"Professor Zhu, may I ask if the 'The Song of the Stormy Petrel' in this newspaper is the famous 'The Song of the Stormy Petrel' in our country?”
Zhu Xing's expression became serious when he mentioned the name of the poem 'The Petrel Storm'.
"Yes, that's the one."
"Professor Zhu."
Teacher He said weakly,"We're looking for you to see if there's anything special. Isn't this poem very, very special?
You said it so casually that there was nothing special.
It made us extremely disappointed
I was going to treat you to a drink.”
Professor He and Professor Zhu were very familiar with each other, so he joked.
Professor Zhu laughed and said,"Come on, even if you say you'll treat me to a drink, I won't believe it. When have you ever kept your word?”
Zi Feng frowned, having a doubt in his heart, and asked,""Professor Zhu, you said that when this poem was published, you were the one who reviewed the manuscript. Why would a Chinese poem be published in a Russian newspaper?
It's even pirated!"
"Yo, it's little lass Zi Feng. She looks really cute.”
Zhu Xing teased, and then his face sank.
"You're young, so you probably don't know about that, right?”
Zi Feng shook his head."What matter are you referring to?”
At the mention of this, Professor Zhu became serious."Let me put it this way.
However, the first time it was published, it was not in China.
It was in Russia.
Naturally, it was not published in Chinese, but in Russian.”
Zi Feng's eyes widened, and there was even some indignation on her pretty face."No way, right? He's clearly a poet from my Hua Country. Why would he go to Russia to publish poems?
And he didn't even use Chinese.
What kind of mentality was this?
Don't tell me you don't even recognize your own country?
Wasn't this too infuriating?
Could he be Russian?”
Hearing Zi Feng complain so much, Zhu Xing's expression became even gloomier.
"He's not Russian Chinese, but a genuine Chinese…Zi Feng, you're young, I don't blame you for not knowing.
But if you don't know about this, I'll have to blame your school or your teacher.
It was because of the name Yun Zhonghe, the poet who wrote the Song of the Stormy Petrel.
As long as they were Chinese.
He should be firmly remembered!”
Hearing Zhu Xing's words, the teacher nodded solemnly.
A proud expression naturally appeared on his face. "Russian newspaper? What's going on?”
"It might not be Russian. Reba doesn't know Russian.”
"It's Russian. I majored in Russian, but the camera was too far away, so I couldn't see what was written clearly.”
"Ye Shaoheng is also a talent. Why would a Chinese person start a Russian newspaper?”
"Is this some big news?”
"Who knows? The newspapers have turned yellow. It should have been many years.”
"Awesome, even Russian is out.”
"Who said the word spy just now?”
"With your brain, it's a pity that you don't write novels.”
"You're too awesome to call someone a spy just because you saw a newspaper.”
"It should be something that shocked the world, so Ye Shaoheng collected it.”
"If it's a big event that shocks the world, why doesn't China publish it in the newspapers? Do you need to find the Russian version?"
"A fellow who worships foreign things."
"That's possible. Nowadays, Chinese people regard returning from overseas as an honor. In fact, many people get into pheasant universities.”
"Kneeling for too long won't change your bad habit.”
"Don't be so dark, okay? We don't even know the outcome yet, and you're already spouting a lot of nonsense.”
"With Ye Shaoheng's temperament, could he be someone who worships foreign things?”
"I can't be bothered to talk nonsense with them."
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