NFBE Chapter 278 Oolong Incident
Chapter 278 Oolong Incident
At that time, many people in China fell into a depressed mood because of the comic book "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" created by Jiang Weimin.
Unlike in Hong Kong, the emotional impact suffered by readers in China was a double blow.
At the end of the story, not only the beautiful elf Ling'er died, but even the brave and fearless Wei Dayong could not escape the fate of death.
The people in this country have always been introverted and reserved.
The most important thing is that no one chose to publicly publish an analysis of the plot of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" in the newspaper. Although the grief in their hearts was as surging as the tide, no one stood up to organize a protest.
I just silently hide this pain deep in my heart and bear it alone.
However, the number of letters from readers received by Qingdao Publishing House suddenly soared to five times the usual amount.
In a residential building in a certain city, the lights of a house emit a soft yet slightly depressing glow.
Inside the house, the Li family’s father and son sat opposite each other, their faces filled with unremovable sadness.
The son bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes reddened, and his voice was choked with sobs. He was the first to break the silence:
"Dad, why did Ling'er die in the end when she was so innocent and kind? Ling'er should have lived a happy life with Li Xiaoyao."
As he spoke, his eyes revealed endless confusion and regret.
The father sighed slightly, frowning, his eyes full of regret: "Yes, how could God not give such a pure, kind, and beautiful woman a good ending? This is really too hard to accept."
Father Li shook his head gently, as if trying to shake the sadness from his mind.
The son became more and more emotional, and he unconsciously clenched his fists: "Not only is Ling'er dead, but Wei Dayong is also dead.
These two were my favorite characters. When they left, my heart felt like it was being tugged at.
It’s so painful. Why can’t the characters I like escape such a fate? "
The father and son fell into a brief silence, and the air was filled with sadness. After a long while, the son raised his head, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes:
"Dad, all of my classmates have written to Qingdao Publishing House, and we all want the author to change the ending.
I think we should write one too, maybe with more people there is more power, and the author might really consider changing the ending after seeing so many people’s voices.”
There was a glimmer of anticipation in my son's eyes.
Father Li looked at his son and nodded slightly, with a tone of approval: "Okay, then write it! Let's talk about our thoughts with the author, maybe there will be a turnaround."
The son was immersed in his deep thoughts about Ling'er. Suddenly, the Ling'er figurine that his classmates showed off appeared in his mind. His eyes lit up instantly and he looked at his father expectantly.
I asked anxiously, "Dad, can you buy me a Ling'er action figure? One of my classmates has one, and it's lifelike and very beautiful!"
Every detail is exactly the same as in the book, just like Ling'er is really alive in this world. In this way, Ling'er is alive."
After hearing this, Father Li sighed helplessly, with a hint of apology on his face, and said softly: "Ordinary people like us can't buy it, son, don't even think about it."
At this time, the domestic toy industry is in a special stage of development.
In order to earn precious foreign exchange and support the country's construction and development, most of the well-made toys were shipped abroad.
Those that remain in the domestic market are basically plastic toys that are simply pressed out using injection molding machines. They have rough shapes and lack details, and cannot be compared with exquisite figures at all.
If you want to see toys carefully carved by masters in China, there is almost only one way, that is to buy them from Friendship Stores. However, the goods in Friendship Stores are expensive and require foreign exchange coupons, which are unaffordable for ordinary families.
At the same time, the domestic engraving industry has also undergone tremendous changes.
Since the remuneration offered by Qingdao Toy Factory was extremely generous, almost all carving factories began to engage in the carving business for Qingdao Toy Factory.
This caused many engraving factories to put their original business aside and have no time to take care of it. For a time, the focus of the engraving industry was completely on Qingdao Toy Factory.
Under this wave, the status of those who mastered the carving skills rose rapidly like a rocket.
They have become a valuable resource that manufacturers are competing for, and their wages and benefits are also rising.
But even so, exquisite figures are still scarce on the market, especially the Ling'er figure that my son has been dreaming about, which is even rarer to come by.
In the evening, when Li's mother came home from get off work, she noticed that the atmosphere in the house was a bit depressing as soon as she opened the door.
The father and son were sitting on the sofa with sad faces, completely different from their usual lively spirit.
He walked up to her and asked with concern, "What's wrong? You two look unhappy. What happened?"
When the son heard this, he seemed to have found an outlet for venting, and blurted out, "Ling'er is dead!" His voice was filled with endless sadness.
My mother looked confused and totally puzzled. She asked doubtfully, "Who is Ling'er? I've never heard of her."
When the father heard this, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face. He didn't want his wife to know that he and his son had read the comic book and were deeply moved by the stories in it. He felt embarrassed.
So, he thought about it and said quickly: "Oh, Ling'er is the daughter of a colleague of mine. This girl is very good, kind-hearted and beautiful.
Recently, he died heroically on the battlefield for the sake of the country. It's such a pity.
After hearing what I told her about her, our son felt very upset and couldn’t get over it.”
Dad Li spoke seriously, with a hint of regret on his face.
Mother Li still didn't understand and continued to ask, "Who is Ling'er? Which colleague's child is she?"
The son couldn't help but interject, "Ling'er is Zhao Ling'er!"
"Oh, it's Lao Zhao's family!" Mom suddenly realized, then sighed and said,
"It's such a pity that he died for his country at such a young age. You can buy some things and visit Lao Zhao's house someday. It will be considered as our contribution to his cause."
When the son heard this, his face was full of helplessness, his eyes widened, and he looked at his mother speechlessly, saying that he had misunderstood what his father meant.
But at this moment, he caught a glimpse of his father secretly winking at him, signaling him not to say anything.
The son hesitated for a moment, but finally swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and said nothing.
Dad Li quickly followed Mom's words and said, "Okay, I'll find time to go and have a look some other day.
Okay, let’s stop talking about this and eat quickly, the food is getting cold.”
The son kept muttering to himself, secretly glanced at his father and muttered softly: "Where are you going to look? Are you going to look in the book again? Otherwise, just buy some more paper money to burn." Of course, he only dared to say this in his heart.
The next day, my mother gathered with a few close women to chat as usual.
As they were chatting, my mother suddenly remembered what happened yesterday and couldn't help saying, "Let me tell you, my colleague Mr. Li, Mr. Zhao's daughter, died on the battlefield.
I heard that the girl was very pretty and had a good personality, but who knew she would be gone like this, at such a young age, it's such a pity."
After hearing this, one of the women slapped her thigh and said, “Now that you mention it, it reminds me that our old Wang seems to be in a bad mood because of this too.
When I was eating yesterday, I had no appetite. When I asked him why, he wouldn't tell me. So this is what happened."
Another woman also sighed: "Ah, it's fate! Such a good girl, it's such a pity."
In this way, the story, originally in a comic book, became more and more popular after being spread by Li Ma, and became more and more bizarre. Everyone added fuel to the fire, and many people believed it to be true.
Gradually, the story of "Zhao Linger's sacrifice" spread among the neighbors, and some people even started to collect money to buy some comfort items.
He planned to go to "Old Zhao's house" to express his condolences, completely unaware that this was just a misunderstanding caused by a fictional story.