Katie has a famous article "The Last Lesson of Katie's Community Edition", which can be seen here, and it is about this.
I went to the cat's eye that afternoon and went very late. I'm afraid Mr. Mu Mu will scold me. Besides, he said he would ask us about eight honors and eight disgraces, but I couldn't even say a word. I don't want to go to the cat's eye. Let's go to the mainstream portal
The information on the portal is always so healthy and elegant!
Sister furong's slim figure and elegant temperament tempt the eyes of netizens. Teacher Zhao has a magnetic and loving phone record for everyone to like. In the small advertisements scurrying around on the screen, the peach news of "the landlord installed a camera to peek at the female guests" made many perverts swallow their saliva, wishing they could become a happy landlord immediately. These sights are much more interesting than "eight honors and eight disgraces". However, I managed to control myself and hurried into Cat's Eye's website.
When I entered Katie's home page, I saw "Announcement: To Katie's netizens" hanging on the home page, and many people clicked on it.
In the last two years, all our bad news came from there: information reorganization, the establishment of professional network commentators, real-name internet access, and various prohibited topics in the propaganda department. I didn't stop, I just thought to myself, "What happened again?"
Dish Yi Hu also crowded there with his fans to read the announcement. When he saw me log in, he sent me a short message: "Don't be so fast, Xiaoya, you can always get a cat's eye anyway!"
I thought he was making fun of me, so I rushed to Mr. Mu Mu's jar out of breath.
On normal days, when the cat's eye starts to discuss, there will always be noise, even outside the jar. Quarrel, fight, PK, wrangling, everyone is pouring water to earn points ... and the editor on duty is banging on the screen with a big knife, "Delete, seal, seal ..."
I'm going to sneak in when that post is noisy; But that day, everything was quiet, just like Sunday morning.
I looked in through the open window and saw all my cat friends in their seats. Mr Mu Mu paced up and down with a scary broadsword under his arm. I had to click on "To Katie Netizen" at the top of the cat's eye and sneak into the quiet main post in front of everyone. It is conceivable that my face was so red and my heart was so flustered!
But there is nothing. When Mr. Mu Mu saw me, he said very gently, "Little Yakov, sit down quickly. We will start the discussion without waiting for you."
I clicked the mouse, crossed a few posts and sat down. When my heart calmed down a little, I didn't notice that our old shepherd put on his beautiful red vest today, which read Katie's website: www.cat898.com, wearing his gold-rimmed myopia glasses. He only wears this dress on the days when the propaganda department comes to inspect or award prizes.
And the whole community has an unusually serious atmosphere. To my surprise, there are many long-term divers sitting on the empty bench in the back row. They are as quiet as us. Among them are the old man in a triangular hat, a former editor on duty, a former famous writer and some people nearby. Everyone looks sad. So he took a primer with broken edges. He opened the book, spread it on his knee and wore a pair of big glasses.
I was surprised to see these situations. Mr. Mu Mu sat in the chair and told us gently and seriously, as he just said to me, "My cat friends, this is the last time Katie speaks freely." The Propaganda Department has issued an order that Katie and Tianya Community can only talk about the "main theme" in the future, and post after the cat's eye, with no more than 300 main posts and no more than 100 posts per day. The new regulations will be implemented tomorrow. Today is your last free discussion. I hope you can post it more attentively. "
After listening to these words, I am extremely sad. Ah, those bad guys, they posted them on the bulletin board of Katie's home page, so that's it!
My last free post! I can hardly write a post! I can't post freely anymore! Is that enough? I didn't write a good post before. I didn't go to other websites to find MM photos, but went to the online game center to play CS ....................................................................................................................................................... My subjects, such as society and history, were so annoying and heavy just now. Now they all seem to be my old friends, and I can't bear to part with them. So is Mr. Mu Mu. His beloved freedom of online speech is about to leave, and we can't speak freely anymore! Thinking of this, I forgot the punishment he gave me and the deletion I got.
Poor man! He put on that beautiful red vest to commemorate this last lesson! Now I understand why those old divers on the internet have to come up for air. This seems to tell me that they also regret not coming to the community to speak often. In this way, they seem to thank us for our loyal service in the first six years and show respect for the freedom that will be lost.
I was thinking about this when I suddenly heard the old shepherd calling my ID. It's my turn to write a post. God, if I can put that famous and unforgettable eight honors and eight disgraces from beginning to end, with a loud voice and clear pronunciation, I am willing to pay any price. But I was confused by the previous words, so I had to stand there stagger, feeling very uncomfortable and afraid to lift the bull. I heard Mr. Mu Mu say to me, "I don't blame you, little Yakov. You must have had enough yourself. Here it is. " Everyone thinks like this every day:' Forget it, there is still plenty of time, and it is not too late to study tomorrow'. Now look at our results. Alas, putting off the establishment of civil society until tomorrow, always waiting for the savior to save themselves, instead of fighting for liberation, is the greatest misfortune of the people of China. Now those guys have reason to say to us:' What? You still claim to be a citizen, and you dare not even say your rights or even write what you really mean! "... however, poor little Yakov, it's not your fault alone. We all have a lot to blame ourselves for. "
"In order to earn more money, you'd rather leave your thoughts behind and go to sea, and do your best in business. As for me, don't I have anything to blame? Don't I often ask you to drop your homework and find me porn? Didn't I just give you a day off when I went out to soak up MM? ……"
Then, Mr. Mu Mu talked from one thing to another, about civil liberties and rights. He said that freedom is the most sacred right in the world-the clearest and most accurate; He also said that we must keep it in mind and never forget it. People who lose their freedom and become slaves, as long as they firmly remember their faith in freedom, are like holding a key to open the prison door. Speaking of which, he opened the book to talk about the writing of the post. It's weird. After listening to the lecture today, I understood everything. What he said seemed easy, easy. I don't think I have ever listened so carefully, and he has never explained it so patiently. The poor man seems eager to teach us everything he knows before Katie is corrected and cram it into our minds at once.
After grammar class, we have calligraphy class. On that day, Mr. Mu Mu sent us a new copybook with beautiful big letters: "citizen", "freedom", "citizen" and "freedom". These copybooks are hung on our computer screens, just like many sincere and passionate hearts beating in the community. Everyone is so absorbed, and the community is so quiet! I only heard the sound of knocking on the keyboard. Sometimes some professional network commentators who earn fifty cents rush in like flies, but no one pays attention, even the youngest child is not distracted. They are absorbed in replying to the post, as if it were an action to defend freedom. Pigeons were whispering on the roof, and I thought, "They won't force these pigeons to sing the main theme!" " "
Every time I look up, I always see Mr. Mu Mu sitting in a chair, motionless, staring at the things around, as if to take everything away from this small community with his eyes. Imagine: for six years, he has been here, with his little jar outside the window and his cat friend in front; Computers and keyboards that have been used for many years are polished and worn; Katie's visits have increased and her influence has expanded; The belief of "civic responsibility" that he personally planted has now been rooted in the hearts of thousands of cat friends in Qian Qian.
Poor man, why don't you let him break up with all this now? And I heard his assistant editor on duty 14 walking up and down the stairs to prepare for rectification! Freedom, leave this place forever tomorrow.
But he has enough courage to stick to today's class to the end. After calligraphy class, he taught another history class. Then I teach beginners to spell their freedom, Zhu Min and civil society. In the back seat of the classroom, so the old man has put on his glasses, holding his introductory book in his hands and spelling these pinyin with them. His voice trembled with excitement. Hearing his strange voice, we want to laugh and feel sad. Ah! I will never forget this last lesson!
Suddenly the clock on the wall struck twelve, and the main theme of CCTV sounded. For whom does the bell toll? For freedom? No, it sings for those who are afraid of freedom. Although it seems that they have been successful for some time now, every day brings them closer to extinction. Outside the window, there was a shout of arrogance from the propaganda department-they had already started to rectify. Mr Mu Mu stood up and turned pale. I don't think he has ever been so tall.
"My cat friends," he said, "I-I-"
But he choked and couldn't go on.
He turned to the screen, put his hand on the keyboard, exhausted all his strength, and typed four big words:
"Long live freedom!"
Then he stayed there, leaning his head on the computer screen, saying nothing but gesturing to us: "Harmony, you go."