Chapter 364 May the World Have Peace

Fang Rong stared at the screen.

Stefan Zweig?

He touched his chin and frowned, "What a familiar name. Who is this? I have a bad memory because I am old."

Sun Li beside him looked up, showing a look of sudden enlightenment, "This is the author of "The World of Yesterday". I understand! No wonder, no wonder there are four layers!"

Fang Rong was slightly stunned.

He probably hasn't read this book, or maybe he has read it but forgot it.

He turned his head to the right and wanted to ask Chen Xiao. His eyes swept across the coffee table, and he saw Chazelle sitting on the ground glanced at him jokingly, as if to say, "You ask so many questions, but you really don't understand, right?"

Uh, it seems like I am despised.

Fang Rong swallowed the question that was about to come to his lips, grabbed the phone on the table, and smiled awkwardly: "It's a great photo. I'm going to the bathroom."

As he said that, he yawned, walked into the bathroom slowly and casually, closed the door, and immediately became agile. He stood in front of the mirror and typed quickly with his thumbs to find information about the novel.

In the living room, Huang Peng, who was sitting on the far right side of the sofa, was not as polite as him. He took out his mobile phone, opened the browser, and searched for the novel.

Soon, the information popped up on the page.

Huang Peng stared at the screen of the mobile phone, and his eyes quickly scanned the text.

In general, "Yesterday's World" was published around 1940 and is Zweig's autobiographical work.

Zweig integrated personal destiny and the times to show the cultural features of the city where he lived. In the first person, he described his experience of interacting with poets, writers, sculptors, musicians and other artists.

He wrote from birth to 1939, and believed that this was the moment when the era of those 60-year-olds completely ended. Two years later, in 1942, he passed away.

Huang Peng blinked.

At the end of the film, Ling said that Gustav's world had long disappeared. Could it be referring to the era of cultural prosperity before the war?

Oh, I remember, I have read global history before.

That period is considered a golden age in European history. Literature, music, painting and architecture reached new peaks, and social, economic and political conditions were relatively stable.

Of course, that era had many shortcomings, but it also became a stable era that countless people dreamed of returning to during the war.

He pursed his lips, thought for a while, raised his head and asked, "So what is the purpose of the four-layer nesting?"

Sun Li next to him touched his chin and looked at Chen Xiao and Chazelle, "One of the themes of the movie is the decline of culture and the disillusionment of the afterimage of the times, right?"

"Yes." Chen Xiao nodded.

Sun Li rolled his eyes and continued:

"Can the four layers of nesting be understood this way?"

"Gustav was a witness to the cultural prosperity before the war. After that era was ended by the war, he remained in the world and maintained the illusion."

"Zero is a witness to the illusion. He met Gustav, which is the intersection of reality and history."

"When Gustav died, the illusion disappeared completely. Zero told the story to the writer, and the writer recorded the story in words."

"And when the writer died, everything returned to words. Future generations can only use words and records to understand that era."

"Can it be understood this way?"

Chazelle yawned, "You can understand it however you want, it's not an exam."

After that, he opened the insulated box on the coffee table again, took out a barbecue wrapped in tin foil, opened the tin foil, and poked the grilled eggplant inside with chopsticks.

Wang Rui, who was half-lying on the far left, moved his nose, looked at the barbecue in his hand, swallowed his saliva, and turned his head to Sun Li and said, "I think it's good! No wonder, when I finished watching it, I felt a sense of loneliness as the hustle and bustle turned into silence. Because I witnessed with my own eyes that the phantom of an era completely disappeared and returned to words."

And every era in history is like this.

From the culture of the entire era to the small details in life, they all changed from concrete to phantoms, to phantoms in memories, and finally fell into words, or disappeared completely.

Like the dead penguin pets, the shabby little classrooms, the sandbag throwing games, the origami, the yo-yo, etc. that he experienced when he was a child, now they are his memories and have become phantoms. And when his generation leaves, they will only remain in records.

Today's culture will become memories in the next era, and will become records in the future.

Wang Rui half-lying, taking a deep breath.

A smell of barbecue rushed straight to the top of his head... Well, it makes sense to go to the cinema to watch movies!

"So strong!" Huang Peng stared at Chen Xiao with admiration.

The original work is of course good.

But being able to write about the phantom returning to silence with four layers of nesting, this level... the ability to control the market and the artistic level, both are maxed out.

Huang Peng stood up, moved to the side of Chen Xiao, staring at him with envy, "Brother, you are so awesome, I want to ask you for an autograph. How about we take a photo together, I will go home and put it on the wall."

Chen Xiao said with a complicated expression: "If you are willing to put it on the wall, be watched by the boss all the time, sleep and play games under the boss's gaze, I don't mind."

Huang Peng's smile froze instantly, and he quickly moved aside, "I'm not interested, thank you."

Chazelle stuffed his mouth with fried potatoes, without turning his head, and said vaguely: "There is one thing I have to explain, every era has problems. Although I shot it in a dreamy and a little funny way, it did not cover up its chaotic side."

Huang Peng nodded, "You can see that it is a bit drunk and obsessed with money."

"Indeed." Sun Li just finished speaking, and footsteps came from behind.

Then Fang Rong's excited and slightly proud voice was heard: "I know what the four-layer nesting is all about!"

The other four people fell silent instantly, and a low laugh broke out after a while.

"We've finished talking." Sun Li turned around and smiled.

Huang Peng jumped off the sofa, stood up and stretched, "Director Fang, don't be embarrassed, I also looked up the information. People's energy is limited. Who can read all the books and remember them clearly? It's normal."

Fang Rong narrowed his eyes and glanced at him.

Damn, why do you slander him?

Damn Huang Peng, no one thinks he is dumb if he doesn't speak!

Fang Rong walked to the sofa, "I'm going to the toilet, who's going to look up the information?"

"Want one?" Cha Zelei took out another box of barbecue from the incubator, which contained three skewers of roasted potatoes.

"Thank you." Fang Rong quickly walked over, took the potatoes, and sat on the mat on the ground.

Sun Li on the sofa looked at Cha Zelei's actions and shook his head secretly.

He should hurry back to China. If he keeps eating like this in China, he will become Fang Rong.

Sun Li turned his head to look at Chen Xiao, "You can't get fat."

"I don't have a good appetite."

"I'm so envious. Unlike me, I have poor digestion but good absorption. Oh! By the way, I have a few more questions. In addition to nostalgia, there must be a war theme here, right?"

Fang Rong chewed potatoes and muttered, "Nonsense."

Sun Li squinted his eyes and glanced at him, silently gave him a kick in his heart, and continued to say to Chen Xiao with a smile: "These characters all represent people or groups in reality. This story also has a deeper meaning, right? I have some questions..."

"Please speak." Chen Xiao picked up Xiao Kui who was passing by the back of the sofa and touched its head.

Sun Li touched his chin and thought about it.

Mrs. D represents the nobility in the old order.

The badge of the black eagle eating the white bird, on the surface, is Xiao D killing his mother, but in fact it refers to the Nazi forces devouring the old world and stirring up blood.

Gustav witnessed that time. He represents the spirit of contract, loyalty and friendship, and humanity.

In addition, he should also represent the innocent Jews who were harmed in the war. He was considered an inferior person by the forces represented by Xiao D. The clothes in the prison section are also quite similar to those in the concentration camp.

Zero represents refugees.

Xiao D represents Hitler's forces.

From the changes in the hotel in the two time periods from 1932 to 1968, this also shows the changes in European civilization.

The past and present of the Grand Hotel is equivalent to the history of the decline of civilization caused by war.

Hey, it seems that everything has been sorted out, and there is no big problem.

Sun Li sighed, "Uh, I don't seem to have any problems. Hey, may the world be peaceful..."