A Weird Theater That Started In London

Thank you so much.

Out of politeness, Joseph didn't taunt Lu Li, even though he thought it was too pedantic.

Where did you hear about me?

The landlord, Uncle Johnny.

Then, Lu Li added ambiguously: Actually, in order to return the things to their original owners, I specially hired a carriage and traveled around East London for a long time before I found the right place.

Subconsciously, Joseph wanted to express his true thoughts: In order to rent this house, I almost used up all my savings, and now I have no extra money for you. If you can, these four books will be used as a reward.

Thinking of this, the poor doctor thought more and more that it was feasible, because he had already seen that Lu Li was not short of money.

And, like a pedantic old-fashioned gentleman—

Dark clothes, short of a bow tie, and a decadent aura all over his body, not like a high-spirited young man at all.

Nowadays, pea green, orange and pink gloves are popular in Fog City, with crimson suspenders, kaleidoscopic shirt decoration buttons, and it is best to embroider dahlias, skulls, sunflowers and ballerinas on the clothes...

If it weren't for the economic strength and his embarrassing age, Dr. Joseph would also like to follow the trend, buy a shiny hat and an exaggerated cane.

Of course, Lu Li didn't know this, let alone that the crappy doctor thought of him like this.

To tell you the truth, due to the age of the border, there are too many mistakes and omissions in these three medical books, and there are serious missing pages. Apart from being bulky, they are not worth much.

After euphemistically expressing the meaning that they are discarded garbage, Joseph said: But this book is different, it carries too many stories.

Hearing this, Lu Li picked up the milk jug on the coffee table, poured a cup and handed it over, I would like to hear more about it.

Looking at the unexpected visitor who did not regard himself as an outsider, Joseph was a little speechless, but he said slowly:

That was seven years ago.

Because I couldn't afford the high university fees in my country, and my father's job was transferred, I went to America on the other side of the ocean to continue my studies there.

Out of curiosity about the medical field and a better life in the future, I applied for Harvard University.

Unfortunately, the interview situation is not ideal. I can't give a clear answer to the questions raised by the examiner. At the same time, I don't have a good recommender.

Lu Li silently nodded, indicating that he was listening carefully.

At the same time, Dr. Joseph was also infected by his own emotions, no longer entangled in other things, and narrated the past in a deep voice.

It was an extremely difficult time, and I prayed day and night that Harvard would open the door to me, but as time went on, it became less and less hopeful.

However, just when my family and I were about to fall into despair, the postman knocked on the door, and he delivered a letter sealed with wax.

Hearing this, Lu Li felt a little weird, he had a similar experience before:

Unsatisfactory grades—waiting for notices—desperation—the postman.

At that time, under the urging voice of my parents, I woke up from the excitement, gently scraped off the wax with a knife, and found that there was indeed a bronzing gold admission notice inside.

As he said that, Dr. Joseph shook his head, spread his hands and said, Unfortunately, I was too happy at that time. The school that offered me an olive branch was not Harvard, but Miskatonic.

In fact, I have never applied to this school, let alone know what it is about.

So... have you gone?

Lu Li finally opened his mouth. At this moment, he could almost conclude that this Dr. Joseph had the same experience as himself, stepping from the mundane world into an extraordinary world.

Go. Joseph smiled self-deprecatingly, and said helplessly: In that case, I only have two choices, either wait for next year to come back again, or go and have a look.

And this university gave me a very convincing reason. The University of Michigan is not a pheasant university. It is a fellowship school with Harvard, and its predecessor is almost the same. It is both a seminary. There are extensive academic exchanges.

Because of this, the Harvard interviewers handed over my application materials to the University of Michigan. They believed that it was more suitable for me to grow up there.

This nonsense...

Which school would send unwanted garbage to brother colleges?

But Mr. Joseph just believed it.

【Dear student Hyde Joseph, you have been admitted to the medical school of our school. Please arrive in Arkham within three weeks after receiving the letter. The teachers and students of the school are looking forward to your arrival. 】

To this day, the content of the notice is still vivid.

The crappy doctor pointed to the book with the mysterious coat of arms in his hand, and sighed: This weird five-star awn is the school badge, and there is a strange eye on it. I don't know why the founder of the school designed it like this in the first place.

Where did you learn your medical skills? Lu Li asked calmly.

Yeah, it's lame, isn't it?

Joseph seemed to see through the visitor's mind, and added: The medical field is indeed a weakness of the University of Michigan, but it is very competitive in the fields of literature, art, philosophy, etc., in America and even in the entire Western world, no less at Harvard.

In addition, the principal set up the School of Medicine and the School of Architecture in order to build the University of Michigan into a comprehensive school. I am one of the earliest students.

Correspondingly, the professors are not very reliable. They don't have any passion to speak of when they are in class, as if teaching students is just a business.

Without Lu Li's guidance, Joseph couldn't help complaining: Medicine is not witchcraft, it's a branch of science, just like Darwin's biology.

But those professors didn't take it seriously. They seemed to worship theology more and expressed to me many times whether they wanted to understand the truth of the world.

You agreed? Lu Li was a little excited, and interrupted Joseph's memory.

How can it be!

Joseph couldn't help raising his voice a bit, as if someone had stepped on his sore foot, and retorted: A three-year-old would believe such an absurd thing...

There are some intense words in the speech.

However, Lu Li could hear a little lack of energy.

You are right. What is science? The steam engine is science. What is the truth of the world? I believe astronomers and historians can answer.

Lu Li said so on purpose.

On the opposite side, Joseph regained his composure. He first apologized for the gaffe just now, and then continued to talk about the past: I was like this at the time, talking about science and biological evolution with the professors, trying to correct that misconception.

However, these old stubborn people say that the theories of Darwin and Haeckel cannot withstand scrutiny at all. They think they have found the truth, but they don't know that it is a deliberate falsehood.