bayedsolid Chapter 489
Chapter 489
"The Great Tragedy" is called "The Struggle for Antarctica" in the original book. The whole book has more than 12,000 words and eight small chapters. Lu Qingfeng spent a week looking up information and making an outline. In the end, he revised it three times before he was satisfied with it.
There are significant differences in the wording between Zweig's original work and the textbook, including the storytelling perspective.
He combined the two articles and made some modifications based on his own understanding.
Not many, mainly because it is more in line with the reading habits of Chinese people.
In mid-April, he took the manuscript to see Professor Chen Jiahong.
"Here we go, sit down first."
When Lu Qing entered, the student union president was also there. The two were discussing the selection of participants for the cultural exchange program, which would be led by Professor Chen.
"Okay, you get busy first."
He put down the manuscript and, like last time, went to boil a pot of water.
The student council president, who was speaking, glanced at him.
"Okay, let's arrange it this way. I'll have to trouble you to get visas for these people in the next few days."
After three or four minutes, the discussion ended. The student union president agreed and walked out of the office.
Before closing the door, he couldn't help but look back and saw Professor Chen sitting down opposite Lu Qingfeng with a smile on his face.
……
"Can't get along with Chang Ke?"
After sitting down on the single sofa, Professor Chen started to make tea as usual and asked with a smile.
Chang Ke is the name of the student union president.
"No, we have different interests, so there's nothing to talk about."
Lu Qingfeng said with a smile.
"He's a very hardworking person, but he's a little too worried."
Professor Chen poured him a cup of brewed tea, stopped talking about this topic, and turned to look at the manuscript on the table.
"Has it been written?"
"Ah."
Lu Qingfeng picked up the manuscript and handed it over.
Professor Chen took it, pushed up his glasses, and looked at the few thin pages of paper in his hand.
"Nice handwriting."
The first thing I noticed was the beautiful regular script written in pen. The strokes were clearly defined and orderly, each stroke distinct, straight but not stiff, curved but not weak, and flowing and natural.
Lu Qingfeng took a sip of tea and smiled.
In fact, he didn't practice calligraphy specifically. It was his natural talent for writing. He had an unimaginable intuition in calligraphy and painting. In addition, he was used to handwriting in daily writing, so his handwriting improved unconsciously.
Mainly, it's not difficult.
Professor Chen is already reading the manuscript.
I concentrated intently, read one page, and put it to the back. The manuscript paper made a rustling sound as it rubbed against the paper, and soon I reached the last page, where the text ended in the middle of the manuscript paper.
"it is good."
Chen Jiahong shook the manuscript paper, took off his glasses, pinched his eyebrows, and when he looked up again, he looked straight at the boy opposite him.
It's obvious that he really likes this story.
"This is a very interesting article. How did you come up with the idea of writing this story from the perspective of a loser?"
Lu Qingfeng poured out the cold tea in front of him and poured a new cup.
"I researched a lot of information while writing this article and discovered some very interesting phenomena. Whether it's history books or historical novels, most people focus on the successful ones, and few people pay attention to the failures."
"But history is never written by the victors. Although the losers are forgotten by history, they have also fought hard for great causes."
"Of course……"
Having said that, he paused and said with a smile.
"The main reason for this cultural exchange is Cambridge. If it were a Norwegian university, I might have written about Amundsen."
"Hahaha."
Professor Chen couldn't help laughing.
Although he said so, Lu Qingfeng, who had checked the information, complained in his heart.
During the expedition, Skoda and his team members showed glimpses of humanity with their fearless spirit, but the team was ultimately wiped out, and captain Scott should bear a great responsibility.
Amundsen's success was no accident. Before heading to the South Pole, he carefully studied the Eskimos and the expeditions that reached the North Pole, and chose to use seal and penguin meat to supplement calories and vitamin C and prevent scurvy.
Learn to wear animal fur for waterproofing and warmth in polar environments, rather than wool, which becomes very heavy when wet.
At the same time, dogs were selected to pull supplies and the daily mileage was strictly enforced.
Because of their thoughtful consideration, Amundsen's team won the battle beautifully, with no casualties except for one member who had a tooth infection.
On the other hand, Scott...
This British naval lieutenant colonel served as the captain of the "Discovery" very early on and carried out exploration missions.
His early experiences formed his inherent thinking, such as his extreme distrust of Huskies, and when he marched into Antarctica, he brought ponies and motor-powered sleds.
As a result, on the fifth day of their departure, the engine broke down due to the severe cold weather. The ponies were not accustomed to the cold weather in Antarctica, and when they reached the Antarctic mountains, the horses that affected their movements had to be killed.
There was something wrong with the clothing, otherwise even my toes wouldn't have been frozen off.
In short, Scott's expedition was wrong from the very beginning.
The main purpose was to conduct cultural exchanges with Norway. Lu Qingfeng was also able to praise Amundsen based on the information he found and the comparison with Scott.
"I'll have someone translate the manuscript. If you have nothing to do recently, you can practice speaking. I heard your English isn't very good."
Lu Qingfeng picked up the teacup with a guilty conscience.
Chen Jiahong couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
There is only one step between university and society. Grades are important, but not absolutely important.
As long as Lu Qingfeng can continue to make progress in literature, the school will not force him to sit in the classroom and attend classes every day.
After sitting down and drinking a few more cups of tea and chatting about this cultural exchange activity for a while, Lu Qingfeng prepared to say goodbye and leave.
Just as he stood up, he suddenly felt something strange moving between his eyebrows.
The Nine-tailed Fox inheritance deep in the consciousness began to move.
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Royal Academy of Music, England.
This music school, ranked among the top five in the world, is located on South Kensington Street in London, opposite the famous Albert Hall, a world-class music venue.
There are many cultural landmarks such as museums and art halls nearby
Its founder is Edward VII, the son of Queen Victoria and Prince Albert. The current principal is the current King of England. Because of its relationship with the royal family, it has its current name.
Olivia walked through the building that served as the school's gate, a classical castle with red walls and pointed roofs, majestic and simple, with symmetrical sides.
Compared with the building, the school gate looks unremarkable.
She had just returned from Cambridge, still holding her violin in her hand, and her steps were calm and graceful.
She has dazzling long golden hair, turquoise eyes, fair skin, and a few freckles around her nose, which add a touch of cuteness to her elegant temperament.
He walked briskly and greeted classmates and teachers along the way.
At only 21 years old, she is already pursuing a doctorate. At the same time, she is valued by the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra of England. She is a celebrity in this school and is regarded by everyone as a rising star of the violin.
“Olivia.”
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