A Study of the Xuhui Jiaotong Academy — With a Discussion of Shanghai Jiao Tong University's Historical Origins
By Sima Xiaoqian (This work was funded by DreamBubble, Co. and the Parallel World Press Agency)
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By Sima Xiaoqian (This work was funded by DreamBubble, Co. and the Parallel World Press Agency)
Sometimes a person remembers many things that never happened. It was 2006, and I had come to Xi'an. The autumn wind blew, and I felt it strip away everything material from my body, leaving me nothing …
Months have passed, and I still haven't been able to write the final chapter of this series. About Lu Yao, it seems I still have much to say — yet what more can I say?
For a while, every day at noon I would go to the Regency Café and order a jasmine cold brew. When Fatima brought the coffee, I'd chat her up: "What a coincidence — Fatima again?" Because I made all of…
Note: Meng Sheng simply means "Mr. Meng" — a man surnamed Meng.
§ 2.7 Let the People Decide
§ 2.3 The Fledgling Legion After the thunderous roar of "Resist Russia, Aid Ukraine, Defend Europe" subsided at the Meinau Stadium, Ma Youchang sighed to me: "What fine people! Enlistment enthusiasm i…
"Hegel remarks somewhere that all great world-historic facts and personages appear, so to speak, twice. He forgot to add: the first time as tragedy, the second time as farce." —Karl Marx, The Eighteen…
July 14, 2025—an important day. It was two days before my son Sima Xiaoyu's first birthday, and also the national day of the French Republic. France held its customary National Day military parade. Pr…
Author's Preface
"Parallel World News Agency · European Bureau" is a fictional documentary project chronicling a dramatic upheaval in the fate of European nations in a parallel world. There, great powers realign, armi…
In the preceding text, we used the phrase "Beijing zhiqing" as a modifier to refer to Lu Yao's two lovers. This was not out of any perverse taste on the author's part. I wrote it this way because Lu Y…
I heard this story from Alarm Clock.
This is the second installment of the series A Fiction About Lu Yao. This series is fictional writing; any resemblance to real events is purely coincidental. Recap of the first installment: A Fiction …
All of this is what I've heard. It is said that he—the one you all know—during his years as a sent-down youth in northern Shaanxi, once knew Wang Weiguo. They shared the same ambition, the same love o…
A few days after the Spring Festival of 2019 — around the time when the year felt like it was truly about to begin — I was in Hebi, Henan, when I seemed to crash into a wall "infinitely high above, in…
Having "big" or "small" in a name is common enough, but Big S always gives you a certain feeling: she is what remains of the S she is after you remove the small one, and Small S is what remains of the…
After Tanchun gained authority over the household management, she launched sweeping reforms. Starting with Baoyu, Jia Huan, and Jia Lan, she abolished the pocket money these three uncle-and-nephews re…
I often dream of a gray snow mountain, grayer and vaster than any snow mountain I have ever dreamed of. Once, I dreamed of it continuously for months, trekking day after day across a rock on the south…
I had a beheading dream—dreamt that my head had been severed, and not cleanly either. So I carefully aligned the jagged edges top to bottom, securing them loosely with a scarf. This was, of course, ra…
First came a big-eyed beauty poking around inside my mouth. Because of the mask and the close proximity, those eyes—which were merely somewhat large to begin with—became as vast as two lakes in which …
Have you heard of the Floor Cat of Line 4? The Floor Cat of Line 4, rather than being a cat, is more like a kind of tiger—though of course cats are already a kind of tiger. People usually call tigers …
I spent the Spring Festival alone in Beijing. The Ziroom apartment complex had organized a gala, but I couldn't bring Duoqi Tsukuru along. So I cooked two dishes and celebrated by myself. The dishes w…
It was a bright day. My mother called me over to look, and from her arms poked out a small yellow tiger-striped head. A light that contained neither sun nor moon—a brightness like the clarity after wa…
The high-speed train from Yunfu East to Guangzhou South takes just over forty minutes. For Zhao Xiaomao, aching to see her lover, those forty minutes stretched into eternity. She clutched her tiny clo…
Haze is a rather lovely character—雨中的猫—rain with a cat. Her paw pads soaked with rainwater, she treads across the rain-washed floor and leaps nimbly toward the sky. The elastic return to earth you exp…
After raving about The Three-Body Problem in my recommendation on Duozhuayu, I felt there was still more to say, so here's a brief write-up. I believe The Three-Body Problem is a robust bestseller wit…
On the way back from working overtime on Saturday—just now—a torrential rain came down over Beijing. Cold, icy rain slapped my face haphazardly. Summer's dust and smell rose into the air. Walking down…
Falling in love with a serious diversion. "It was that game, at the Toyota Center." Miss Rocket Bear hollered with excitement. "Where there's a road, there's a Toyota," I said absently, rather pleased…
The leaves hang motionless in the sky, only I can feel the wind. I am the masked rider of this city, masked with a face you do not know. Where did you see me? You might have just walked out of a shopp…
"I read the garbage you wrote," my brother said, blowing smoke rings with a look of contempt. "Overblown and poorly constructed." The real story goes like this. My brother tossed his cigarette butt on…
The night before my fourteenth birthday, it began to snow. First came the salt-grain kind that crunched underfoot, each step like trailing a string of shattered dreams. Then it grew lighter, larger. L…
On the slope behind the back gate of Xunyang County People's Hospital, there was a basketball court. When school was locked up during holidays, I often went there to play. Back then, I was nobody's Ke…
The protagonist of this novel would be me. Before the time-travel, I was terrible at history — I understood neither the grand currents nor the succession of dynasties. After traveling back, I'd find m…
A spark slowly grew at the Toyota Center arena logo, first catching James Harden's big beard on fire. Three Rockets players ran over to help put it out. Just then, Xiaoli walked out of the bathroom, w…