London School of Economics and Political Science,
London School of Economics and Political Science is a professional research university.
(Actually, it was not called London Economics at that time. For the sake of unification, it simply used a modern name.)
It is jointly known as the G5 super elite university with Oxford University, Cambridge University, Imperial College, and University College London. Many well-known politicians are alumni of London Political Science and Economics.
But the school was established in 1895 and had just been merged into the University of London Union in 1900, so it had not even awarded its first undergraduate degree.
In short, the current scale of LSE is very small, with only a few hundred students.
Nigaty Nikolic is one of them,
He was currently sleeping in the library of the University of London, his eyelids were twitching and he was snoring slightly.
Snapped--
Someone tapped his left shoulder.
Nikolic turned around and saw no one.
result,
"Here it is~"
The sound came from the right rear.
Nikolic couldn't help but sigh and muttered: "Tili, are you bored? How old are you to play such childish tricks?"
Thierry Solomon was his classmate,
Both preferred the library of the University of London to the library of LSE because the former had a larger collection of books.
They had bumped into each other here many times, and they had become familiar with each other over and over again.
Solomon sat down beside him,
"What? Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Nikolic hadn't slept well in the past two days.
He had just read Chapters 5 and 6 of "There Are No Survivors" before, but he found it unsatisfying, so he took out the previous chapters and read them two nights in a row. As a result, after he lay down, his mind was still racing through the plot until midnight. to fall asleep.
You must not say the reason for not doing your job properly to avoid being laughed at by your friends.
Nikolic said: "You know, my roommate is a French guy, and he knows how to make waves every day..."
The French are indeed quite wild.
Solomon suppressed a smile and said: "How dare you accuse me of being French? You Spaniards are not much better. Besides, you don't want to live in a single room yourself, so you went to share it with others. Didn't you ask for it?"
Nikolic couldn't help rolling his eyes.
"You give me money to live in a single room? If you are willing, I will move to Adelphi immediately. Anyway, I have had enough of the place where I live now. The room is only a few square meters, and it is very inconvenient to go to school. I have to arrive half an hour early every day. Set off."
Solomon quickly comforted him: "Okay, okay~ The place where you live has a beautiful scenery."
Nikolic snorted coldly,
"The scenery is good. As long as you don't go to school, everything is wonderful living where I live."
Solomon scratched his head,
"Ah...um...that's right! Tower Bridge! Your place is zero distance from Tower Bridge. Most people can't even see that view."
Nikolic gets angry when he talks about Tower Bridge.
"Now that the weather is getting colder, I'm afraid that the wind will blow me into the ditch when I cross the river. Oh, no, I can't even cross the river when the tower bridge is hoisted."
Resentment came to my face.
The topic of dormitories is completely out of the question.
Solomon raised his hands in surrender, took out a copy of the Manchester Guardian, and said, "Okay, okay, will you make amends for your crime? I haven't read today's newspaper, so you go first."
Because of the pioneering nature of the left-wing newspaper, the Manchester Guardian is quite popular among young people.
College students, especially, like this feeling of rebellion.
Nikolic stretched out his hand to take it,
"Thank you~"
He turned directly to the book review section, wanting to read what the newspaper had to say about "The Hound of the Baskervilles" and "None Survived."
It is said that the Manchester Guardian has an absolutely independent position. He wanted to see if it was true.
What I didn’t expect was that the book review page was exceptionally clean.
It says in large bold font:
THE SCOTSMAN
SOLD
20,000 COPIES!
The Scotsman
sold
Twenty thousand copies!
…
The entire book review page only contains these three simple lines and no other content.
But just these words caused an inexplicable restlessness in Nikolic's heart, as if a raging fire had been ignited, which could not be extinguished no matter how cold water was poured on it.
Probably because he didn't sleep well last night, he was a little exhausted.
"Well...this is..."
Solomon raised his head,
"What's wrong?"
Nikolic glanced at the book Solomon was flipping through and found that it was "Seaside Magazine". He held many words in his chest and didn't know what to say.
After a long time, he said: "I've finished reading."
Solomon was astonished;
"So fast?"
It certainly can't be so fast.
Nikolic was simply too emotional to see it.
At this moment, all he could think about was the sentence "The Scotsman sold 20,000 copies". He didn't know what magical power these words had. They were imprinted in his mind like a steel stamp of thoughts, and he couldn't help it. Erase.
"Forget it, I won't watch anymore."
Nikolic waved his hand and returned the Manchester Guardian to the other party.
Solomon didn't care and took it easily.
He put aside the "Seaside Magazine" and quickly flipped through a few pages of the "Manchester Guardian", his eyes lingering on a certain page.
After a few seconds, his breathing became rapid and his face turned red.
Nikolic couldn't help being surprised,
He was very sure that his state just now should be similar to Solomon's now.
Snapped--
Solomon closed the newspaper.
Nikolic cast a searching look and said cautiously: "Tili, what's wrong with you?"
Solomon's eyes flickered, and he did not answer in a hurry. Instead, he cast his gaze on the "Seaside Magazine" for a moment and muttered in a low voice: "It's just like chewing wax."
After speaking, he turned to Nikolic and said,
"Nicardi, have you read the new Sherlock Holmes series?"
Nikolic replied: "I saw it, but I didn't finish it. I agree with you that it's just the same as before. Dr. Doyle seems to have lost the ability to innovate, and Holmes is like an actor who refuses to leave the scene for a long time. He behaves very Lame."
Solomon gasped: "Tsk, if you say this, aren't you afraid of being hunted down by the avid readers of Sherlock Holmes?"
Nikolic winked subtly,
"Aren't you?"
Solomon shook his head,
"Of course not. Everyone has to grow up. I used to like Sherlock Holmes, but now I like another suspense novel."
The air suddenly became quiet,
"..."
"..."
"..."
Suddenly, Nikolic spoke: "So, you also read "No Survival"."
Solomon smiled and said,
"It seems you are too."
He turned to the book review page of the Manchester Guardian and said: "I don't know why, but when I look at these words, I always feel excited. The last time I felt this way, it was the first time I came into contact with Fei. Borderism.”
Nikolic did not respond;
But looking at his expression, it was obvious that he had the same idea as Solomon.
As the saying goes “less is more”,
Since the architect Ludwig proposed this concept, the influence of this minimalist attitude has spread all over the world. From the design industry to the advertising industry, these four words are regarded as golden rules.
But people in 1900 had never seen this new style of play.
Solomon and Nikolic only thought it was exquisite, but they couldn't tell where it was.
The two were silent for a moment and said in unison: "There are experts among the editors of the Manchester Guardian..."
