99. It's ordinary everywhere, and the greatness comes from it

The former residence of Mr. Zhu Shenghao, who lost his parents in childhood, is located opposite Meiwan Old Street in Jiaxing. It has pink walls and black tiles and bamboo shadows. The wooden stairs are narrow and creaking on them. A small oil lamp has gone out.

It was under the dim light that the world-renowned Chinese translation of "Shakespeare's Drama" was born, with a total of 31 pieces. Once the translation was published, some Japanese who laughed at China as a "cultural country" because there was no Chinese translation of "Shakespeare's Drama" at that time were speechless. The translation was spread overseas, and the European and American literary world was also shocked. Many Shakespeare researchers could not believe that the Chinese would write such a high-level translation.

Zhu Shenghao graduated from the unknown Zhijiang University, and he was not famous at all. Naturally, he was also unfamiliar at the time. After graduation, he was just a small employee at the World Bookstore (it seemed like he was a small employee before Einstein became famous). He was wandering with refugees in the war-torn era. In 1942, the Japanese and puppets were rampant and the environment was dangerous. Mr. Zhu Shenghao once became an unemployed person with nowhere to live, but he continued to maintain a high national integrity. He would rather be poor until death than serve the puppet regime.

Mr. Zhu Shenghao's working conditions were extremely difficult at that time. All his work tools were nothing more than a beech tent table, an old-style chair, a small oil lamp, a shabby pen and a complete collection of Shakespeare, and two dictionaries. He handed over all his time and energy to the translation work. Sometimes he was silent until he could not say three hundred sentences in a year. Silence was gold, golden words, and he worked silently and devoted himself to it.

Due to years of hard work and poor life, the husband became ill after overwork and could not afford to get sick. He repeatedly reminded his beloved wife and younger brother to "continue the five and a half historical dramas that he had not completed." On November 26, 1944, Zhu Shenghao, who had been in bed for a long time, suddenly shouted to his beloved wife Song Qingru, "Xiao Qingqing, I'm going!" Without waiting for his beloved wife to answer, a generation of talented men passed away, at the age of 32.
Chapter completed!