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For a long, long time after the new update was sent out, there was not even a single comment under the novel.

This makes Dongfang Mu, who is guarding in front of the light brain, a little strange. He only made the decision last night to update the content of today's update. For this reason, half of the saved manuscripts he had saved up with great difficulty disappeared. However, before the new chapter was sent out, even if The chapter of the day was a transitional content, and some people would bubble up immediately, but no one paid attention to him today?

What's happening here?

Dongfang Mu stood guard in front of the optical brain for another 10 minutes.

Finally, with a look of doubts on his face, he continued to code and write new chapters, temporarily forgetting about the novel.

Maybe the greennet server is buffering?

At this moment, Kanrovi's school forum has exploded, but the people who reacted most violently are still the people from the Faculty of Arts.

After the new chapter was updated, Dongfang Mu didn't go to the forum to read it.

He always felt that watching it would make him panic.

So he concentrated on rolling to code words.

In the afternoon, Dongfang Mu ran to class.

After entering the classroom, he raised his eyebrows again.

Since his vest was stripped, he has become accustomed to the scene of the classroom being full. Sometimes there are too many people, the classroom is full of people, and those who miss it can only stand at the door with resentment, waiting for the people inside to have a class, and then vacate. Come out.

Even after the start of school on January 1, most of the students in the school went out to practice, and there were quite a few people who came here to listen.

But today in the classroom, there are only his classmates and a few students of the same major and level but different classes flipping through books.

Some are looking at the optical brain screen.

When Dongfang Mu walked in, he glanced at the other party's screen and found that they were on the school's forum.

There have been nearly a hundred discussion posts about this event above, and three of them have built tall buildings.

Dongfang Mu chose a seat at random and sat down.

The people around were discussing this matter in a low voice. Although Dongfang Mu has been in school for so long, although he has been busy all the time, his relationship with his classmates has also improved a lot.

At this moment, someone cautiously approached him and asked softly, "Hey, Dongfang, what kind of medicine do you think the principal took wrongly?"

Dongfangmu put down the book, turned on the optical brain, and asked casually, "En? What do you mean?"

"It's just that he suddenly announced that there was no reason for the advance of the school's activities, and this activity is still focused on the Faculty of Arts. Don't you think this is asking for trouble for us?" The other party complained.

Dongfang Mu turned his head and asked word by word: "Do you think Chinese culture sucks?"

The other party was stunned, and shook his head subconsciously: "Why, it's because I like our nation's culture so much that I worked so hard to get my parents to agree to me to study this major."

"Then do you think the cultures of other planets are not good?"

The other party continued to shake his head: "Although I don't understand the cultural customs of many planets, I think each planet has its own customs and so on. I don't like it, but I don't think it's bad."

"Then do you think our culture is shameful?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I wish I could graduate early and be close to the research institute, just to save our culture!"

The man's voice suddenly became louder, so that the empty classroom echoed his voice. The people around looked over and probably heard something from his words, so they frowned slightly.

Dongfangmu was not affected in any way, and he was not afraid that he would become a little angry. He opened a webpage slowly, and said, "Oh, I thought you thought everything we learned was shameful."

Before waiting for his classmates to say anything, he continued to ask: "Since you don't think that the knowledge we have learned is shameful, and there is nothing wrong with other majors in our college, then why do you think that the principal's behavior is looking for us? What's the trouble?"

"Eh?" The man was stunned, he didn't expect Dongfang Mu to ask such a question, he stammered, "But...but...so...it used to be..."

"Before?" Dongfang Mu sneered, "How long ago did you say? The era of cold weapons, or the era of hot weapons, or the early days of the Federation, or the era of mechas, or the era of biological mechas that the Federation people are about to enter? You By 'before', how long ago?"

The other party pursed his lips, unable to answer for a while.

The people around put down their hands and turned to look at Dongfang Mu.

Dongfang Mu didn't seem to notice, and continued to look up his information, saying: "The era of cold weapons was eventually replaced by hot weapons, and later hot weapons were replaced by biochemical weapons, and then gradually, mechas occupied the lives of federal people until A hundred years ago, the advent of biological mechas set off a climax of technological research and development. All scientists are predicting that after a while, we will enter the era of biological mechas. In the future, there may be higher technology to replace mechas , has become one of the achievements of human development, but have you discovered that cold weapons are gone now, early thermal weapons have become history, and biological and chemical weapons have almost disappeared, and now procedural mechas are being replaced by biological mechas, only The culture we have passed down from ancient times to the present will not be replaced by any technology. Our culture should be more noble than these so-called technologies. The culture of China is the same as the culture of other planets. We have just entered When I was in college, what I learned in the first lesson was that we should treat our culture that is about to disappear with awe and pious attitude. Since none of you feel that the knowledge we have learned is shameful, why would you? Think it can’t support a cultural event?”

The whole classroom was silent.

Dongfang Mu finally turned his head from the screen, looked at the students with different expressions, and said word by word: "It is not the ever-growing technology that turns history and culture into an unpopular major, but those of us who study them, because we have studied them early. I lost confidence in them, because we felt that these cultures were too 'esoteric' for others to understand, so with the idea that 'only by entering a research institute can we find common topics', we refused to show what we learned to 'laymen' In front of you, but this itself belongs to the culture of an entire planet and an entire nation, so where are there any 'laymen'? In the final analysis, it is because the people who learn from them feel timid, so they will give others a sense of 'not this major. People absolutely can't understand it' delusion."

"History and culture are not things that we say are not about other people's business, and others really can't touch them. Countless people have left a strong mark in history, and only a few of us 'professionals' are not enough to pass them on. If you go on, you dare not undertake this cultural event, in the final analysis, it is because you are not confident in what you have.”

The person who was joking with Dongfang Mu before looked at Dongfang Mu in shock.However, after Dongfang Mu finished speaking, he didn't continue his long speech. Instead, he sat down and continued to search for the information he needed before, letting others look at him in surprise.

At this time, the class bell rang, but the teacher did not come in.

In fact, their teacher had already stood at the door of the classroom, because he brought students from other grades to visit the research institute, so this time he organized students from grades [-] and [-] before class, originally planning to bring them over for a discussion Class, and also let this group of students who are going to be promoted to the fourth grade listen to the reports of senior sisters and seniors, who would have heard Dongfang Mu's words at the door of the classroom.

Everyone stood at the door with different expressions.

After Dongfang Mu's voice disappeared, they couldn't react for a long time.

At this moment, the teacher seemed to be enlightened, and suddenly understood the dean's approach.

He led the students into the classroom.

The classroom is quiet, these people are either reading books or looking at the light brain screen.

The students in the sixth and seventh grades found their seats and sat down, looking at Dongfang Mu who was concentrating on researching information.

In fact, there are quite a few Dongfangmo readers in this classroom. After all, the themes of Dongfangmu's articles are mainly Chinese culture. It is not easy to attract people from other planets, but it is easy to resonate with Chinese people.

Thinking of the update that made their hearts ache in the morning, many people were gnashing their teeth while thinking about it.

But they still thought of what Dongfang Mu said in the author's message in the morning, and they had a faint understanding in their hearts.

The teacher turned on the projector and coughed lightly: "We don't teach textbook knowledge in this class. This time I took students in grades [-] and [-] to the research institute. I just came back not long ago. Today I called your seniors and sisters over , just to let them discuss with you what they have seen and heard in the research institute and what they think in their hearts. If there is no accident, you will be promoted to the fourth level after studying, and you will also go to the research institute to help..."

That being said, his thoughts were slowly drifting away.

Can students of their majors really have to enter a research institute after graduation to make a big difference?

At the beginning of the class, Dongfang Mu turned off the optical brain and concentrated on listening to the class. Although he is now a member of the research institute and has visited the research institute several times to get a general understanding of the situation inside, he still did not miss the class. Sisters' special report.

At the same time, after a day of silence under the text of "Musician" and Dongfangmu's forum, a large number of comments finally gushed out like a volcanic eruption. In less than half an hour, the number of comments that emerged was this The total in one month will be nearly doubled.

And these comments are mainly thousands of words long comments, readers built tall buildings under all kinds of long comments, and those short comments with a few tens of words were instantly pushed down, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The title of each long review expresses the collapsed state of the readers.

[Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa who spent half a day to calm down! 】

【Crying and re-reading the new chapter more than ten times, I still can't calm down. 】

[I spent my whole life slowly transforming into you. 】

[The road of inheritance that both Mo Shuyu and Ye Yichen have gone through, there must be someone to continue it. 】

[I hope that someone will write my story into it and pass on the skills I taught. 】

[Several instruments, an era, several musicians, a legend, today, I finally understand the meaning of copywriting. 】