Chapter 20 My Man (Additional Chapter for the Regret of the Leader Mo Wen!)

"Since you don't know where to go, I don't know where to go..."

Lin Xian spread his hands:

"Why don't we just go around? Take a bus and get off wherever it goes, and visit whatever attractions there are."

To be honest, he was really a little surprised.

Because both he and Liu Feng agreed that Huang Que must have lied as before due to the elasticity of time and space, and actually came to Copenhagen for a purpose.

But I didn't expect.

She actually just came to go around...

Just.

It was exactly the most difficult thing.

Helplessly, Lin Xian had to resort to this last resort.

Fortunately, Copenhagen is an internationally renowned tourist city with a well-developed tourism industry and various tourism services and infrastructure.

You can take the tourist bus line directly from the airport, and the planning routes of these tourist buses are very reasonable, so you can really achieve what Lin Xian said, where to go and where to go.

Lin Xian pointed to the tourist bus that had just arrived at the station:

"Let's take this bus. Many stops on the route are tourist attractions, so there is no need to worry about choice phobia."

Huang Que nodded:

"Not a bad idea."

The bus's automatic door closed...The vehicle started and headed to the suburbs.

There were not many people in the bus, less than half of them were in the car, and there were not many vehicles on the road, so this tourist bus was running very fast.

Huang Que looked at the scenery that was rapidly receding outside the window, and I don't know what he was thinking.

Maybe he was really enjoying the scenery.

It has to be said that Denmark is relatively sparsely populated, and the natural scenery is still good, but it is rare to see animals. It is estimated that cattle, sheep and livestock are mainly large-scale breeding.

Lin Xian also looked over the plush hat on the yellow bird's head and looked at the green mountains outside the bus:

"My main understanding of Copenhagen still comes from the century debate between Einstein and Bohr on quantum mechanics."

"I know this."

The yellow bird said softly:

"But in fact, that debate was not held in Copenhagen, but in Brussels, Belgium, the fifth Solvay Conference."

"At that time, the century debate gathered the world's top physicists... Einstein, Planck, Madame Curie, Schrödinger, Heisenberg, Lorentz, Richardson, Born... All are well-known physics geniuses."

"Even if these geniuses debated fiercely and held their own opinions because of some views on quantum mechanics, they were essentially arguing for the common progress and development of human civilization, so this century debate was still very positive for the development of physics in the next hundred years."

"After the debate, I also took a picture of A famous photo, praised as an all-star photo of human physicists, the smartest group of people on earth, etc.... I have to say that these claims are not exaggerated. A hundred years have passed, and there is still no photo that can surpass it. "

"Those people are indeed true geniuses..."

Lin Xian sighed:

"Those immortal cultivation fantasy always like to write that the older the things, the more powerful they are, and all the skills are stronger as they get older. But why does the scientific community have such an illusion? Obviously, in today's era, the achievements of many scientists have actually surpassed those scientists, whether compared horizontally or vertically. "

"But... whenever we mention great scientists, we always think of those ancient names, Newton, Gauss, Galileo, Einstein, Edison... Speaking of who won the Nobel Prize in Physics in recent years, it is likely that they don't know anything. "

The yellow bird looked at the scenery outside the window and was silent.

She turned her head and looked at Lin Xian:

"I suddenly want to ask, which scientist do you like the most?"

"Me?"

Lin Xian really didn't think about it for a while.

Huang Que looked into Lin Xian's eyes:

"It doesn't have to be a scientist, it can always be the geniuses in history... If you were asked to choose the one you respect, like, and admire the most, who would you choose?"

"Hmm..."

Lin Xian fell into deep thought:

"This question is really difficult for me to answer. I think my first reaction is to answer Einstein like a conditioned reflex, right? After all, his name is so well-known."

"If the genius you are talking about is not only in the field of science, but also in the field of art... I actually prefer Da Vinci or Beethoven."

Huang Que smiled inexplicably:

"Beethoven is good."

"Is Da Vinci not okay?" Lin Xian asked.

Huang Que smiled but said nothing.

It just so happened.

At this time, the bus stopped.

The voice broadcast in English informed the passengers that Andersen's cemetery had arrived.

"Want to go down and take a look?"

Lin Xian pointed at the sign outside the window:

"Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales", it should be the same Andersen."

"Of course, there are not many famous Andersens in the world." Huang Que stood up and walked towards the car door.

...

Lin Xian really hadn't thought about it.

He had never read Andersen's Fairy Tales seriously, but he visited Andersen's cemetery first and came to give the author a razor blade first.

Most of the foreign fairy tales that Lin Xian knew were not from fairy tale books, but from hearsay from various other places.

He knew that Snow White seemed to be resurrected by the prince's kiss in the end;

Knowing that the little match girl eventually died in a hallucination of flames;

The ugly duckling finally endured the humiliation and became the white swan;

The Emperor's New Clothes only knows that it is a satirical story and does not know the ending;

He reacted suddenly.

[It seems that many fairy tales do not have a decent ending. 】

Everything begins in a hurry and ends in a hurry. The last few decades are often passed by in one stroke.

Lin Xian and Huang Que strolled through Andersen Cemetery.

There's no one here.

Extraordinarily clean.

After wandering around for so long, I haven’t seen any other tourists.

Maybe most people are not very interested in tombs and cemeteries when traveling.

But Lin Xian quite liked this kind of humanistic atmosphere.

Strolling through Andersen's cemetery is like wandering into his unrestrained fairy tale world.

think carefully……

The combination of him and Huang Que is indeed quite a fairy tale.

A time traveler from the future, a sleepwalker who can dream of the day before the end of an infinite loop in the future, this is a very easy-to-play fairy tale no matter how you look at it.

But how can these heavy 600 years of time and destiny be conveyed in one sentence in the tone of a fairy tale?

finally.

As they went deeper into the cemetery, the two came to Andersen's grave.

A very small grave, a very small tombstone, surrounded by a short black iron fence, which seems unworthy of the status of the world's master of fairy tales.

But when life is put into the ground, it is just like that, no matter how important it is.

Lin Xian lowered his head.

I found a small mermaid toy placed in the corner of the black fence.

He picked it up and looked at it. It was indeed a little mermaid, in Disney style:

"The Little Mermaid"

Lin Xian said:

"I knew the complete version of this fairy tale when I was in college. I always thought it was a heartwarming story, but later I found out that it was a tragedy. In the end, the little mermaid turned into a bubble and disappeared for love."

"How can this be considered a tragedy?"

Huang Que looked away from Andersen's tombstone and looked at the Little Mermaid toy in Lin Xian's hand:

"Not all stories must be in love and grow old together to be considered a comedy. For the Little Mermaid, enduring so much pain, giving up so many years of life and becoming a human, even if she can only accompany the prince for a few days, for her, It’s enough.”

"If you read this fairy tale and assume the role of a prince or other character, you may feel it is a tragedy, a regret, and a pity. But if you stand in the perspective of the Little Mermaid... you can give her a new life. If she chooses ten thousand times, she will endure the pain and torture, turn the fish tail into legs, and go ashore to find her prince."

"Because this is the meaning of her life. Compared with swimming in the sea for a thousand or ten thousand years, it is better to step ashore on the blade-like beach to meet the prince who has longed for her. From a rational point of view Look, the Little Mermaid does have some love brains, but... isn't love such a blind and impulsive thing? "

"Under reason, there is no love, only transactions, trade-offs, and distribution of interests. Therefore, under this premise, the spirit of the Little Mermaid, who is brave for love and dares to love and hate, is even more precious."

Huang Que took the Little Mermaid toy from Lin Xian.

Wipe off the dust and dirt on it with a handkerchief, then place it on a white plaster statue next to it, look at it and smile:

"You haven't read the original text of "The Daughter of the Sea," so you probably can't understand what I'm saying. When the Little Mermaid finally turned into a bubble and disappeared, she left with a smile. She had no regrets and no regrets."

…

Lin Xian listened to Huang Que's narration and felt that there was something in the words:

"The little mermaid you're talking about, don't you mean——"

"That's right."

Huangque nodded:

"That's Chu Anqing."?

Question marks began to appear on Lin Xian's head.

How did you start cross-server chat? Aren't you talking about yourself?

"I'm very grateful to you for going to Chu Shanhe in advance to explain the situation."

Lin Xian continued following Huang Que's topic:

"If I were asked to directly face the parents who are full of joy and looking forward to their daughter's return, I really don't know how to speak."

"Let's go."

Oriole turned around from Andersen's grave, put his hands into his coat pockets, and walked towards the direction he came from:

"Let's go to the next attraction."

…

Traveling aimlessly makes you feel more calm and relaxed.

The two of them followed the tourist bus line and visited many scenic spots near Copenhagen.

The National Gallery, Roskilde Cathedral, Round Tower, Giffion Fountain, University of Copenhagen, and I really have to go to the shallow seaside of Langelini Promenade to see the statue of the Little Mermaid.

can only say.

The daughter of the sea is indeed lonely.

The end.

As the sun sets in the west and dusk sets, the fire clouds in high latitudes have a unique and epic feeling.

The orange-red sky seemed to be dripping with blood.

Everything in the world becomes red.

After shopping for a day, Lin Xian and Huang Que came to the last stop of their trip today——

Amalienborg Palace.

The royal palace here is naturally a bit petty compared to the Forbidden City in Dragon Kingdom.

But every palace and every statue of the king also confirms the history of an era.

The most famous event of the Amalienborg Palace every day is the changing of guard ceremony of the Royal Guard at 12 noon. The soldiers are all nearly two meters tall, wearing bear fur hats, ancient military uniforms, and big leather boots, which are very solemn.

But when Lin Xian and Huang Que walked here, it was already dusk under the orange-red clouds.

The sun almost sank into the horizon, warming the peninsula in the corner of the earth with its last remaining light.

At this time, there are no attractions open.

The two stood outside the palace and outside the fence, looking at a towering statue of a hero on horseback.

The statue is very tall, several stories high.

By looking at the statue of Rick V.

Statue

[I have never offended anyone, and my hands are not stained with a drop of blood. I feel great comfort in the last moments of my life. 】

After reading it, Huang Que snorted:

"Although I don't know this period of Danish history, I think a king who can say such a last word is definitely not a qualified king."

"If he is lucky enough to live in a peaceful era, he can still rely on his ministers to maintain the transition; in any war-torn era, such a king, such a leader, is a disaster for the people."

Lin Xian smiled at her:

"It seems that you are a warmonger."

"But now my idea is the same as yours. It is indeed too naive to win without a drop of blood. Now, I have also made up my mind."

"I also understand that day on the space plane What you said. You said Xiang Yu was not a hero, but Yu Ji was. If I were Xiang Yu, I would rush out and die on the way to break through, which would truly live up to the saying that if you live, you will be a hero, and if you die, you will be a ghost hero. "

"Now I just want to make myself stronger quickly, master the secrets and power of the cosmic constant, and then sneak into the genius club, pull out those bastards with ulterior motives, and finally... find Chu Anqing back. "

"I know this is not an easy road, but this is the world. No matter what you want to save, it is not as easy as destruction. But it is also because of this that saving is more important. "

...

Listen. Huang Que turned from facing the statue, his blue eyes reflecting the orange-red sunset, looking at Lin Xian with a relieved smile:

"I'm so glad to hear such words from you, it seems that you have really grown up."

"I like people like you, Lin Xian. People always like to hear stories about saviors saving the world, but many people don't realize that saviors are not born saviors. He was just a helpless child at the beginning. He would make mistakes, be afraid, hesitate, hesitate, and be confused..."

"This is all normal and reasonable. He always needs a process, even a long process, a tortuous process to grow up, and finally, he can become a savior who stands tall and upright. But many people don't realize this. They always think that saviors are born saviors, and they can't help but become saviors. A little flaw."

"Just like many people who go on blind dates and get married, everyone wants to find an excellent, mature, and perfect partner. But a general is not a general at the beginning, and a hero is not a hero at the beginning. Everyone always needs a journey, from immaturity to maturity, from ordinary to great. "

Lin Xian tilted his head and looked at Huang Que:

"I have always been curious, I hope you don't feel offended. Have you...been married?"

Huang Que was amused, lowered his head, and shook his head:

"I can't say."

Lin Xian spread his hands:

"Then let me ask it another way. Just like you said just now, will you find an excellent and great man? Or will you find an immature and ordinary man?"

……

……

The shadow of the Amalienborg Palace stretched out under the last rays of the setting sun, tending to the other side of the sky.

The startled birds took off in groups from the eaves of the palace, disappearing into the night on their way home.

Huang Que slowly raised his head.

The blue eyes finally brightened up again in the night:

"I will accompany him in his ordinary life, teach him to be excellent, and wait for him to mature. Then..."

"Watch him slowly become great."