Eight Trigrams Turning
In Europe, if you ask a university graduate majoring in non-economic fields what "GDP" means, the answer is likely to be "I don't know". However, the same question would not stump even a housewife from a remote western region of China who has just graduated from literacy class. If lucky, she might even use her fingers to tell you where we rank in the world, which year we defeated the Japanese pirates and which year we defeated the American imperialists.
Congratulations, you're correct!
It is generally believed that Dostoevsky was a master of existentialist philosophy in 19th-century Russia, but the works he left us are basically all novels. In "The Possessed", Grandpa Dostoevsky once said with great relish: "A truly great nation will never condescend to play a secondary role among humanity, nor even a leading role, but must play a unique and singular role." I really hope that our Development and Reform Commission and Statistics Bureau can each frame this quote and hang it on their doors.
In Twins, Ah Sa has a famous quote: "Don't look at my big face and flat chest, I'm excited about it now." Indeed, in the world there are countless beauties and charms, only by being oneself can one have the capital to be proud.
Strictly speaking, Lu Yuanhang's complexion is not very good. Although all the "blemishes" are attributed to the evil "objective" harm, such as the shallow acne scars which were caused by the radiation that was everywhere in the TV station where she used to work, and the reason why her double eyelids only have one crease is because of the "spicy classroom" in elementary school that always forgot to adjust seats regularly... In fact, these revolutionary stories are not noticeable at all if you don't look carefully, and Zhen Liu only knew a little about them after listening to her repeatedly complaining about the pros and cons.
However, Farong did not sink from then on. She made good use of her strengths and weaknesses, and the result was quite remarkable. For example, today's Cara contest costume is very eye-catching. The light gray suit not only sets off her fair skin, but also cleverly forms a harmonious transition with the same color system of the accordion. Of course, there is also a subtle evening makeup. She put in enough effort, but didn't seem deliberate.
In most cases, the gloomy graduate school can have such a beautiful color, enough to make waves on the water's surface, but today, all the ingenuity is as insignificant as a small boat drifting in the stormy sea. The reason is simple, it is suspected that after long-term planning, the momentum has been built up, and Su Yunwen's cleverness also played a role, in short, Li Xiyan finally came out after being called for thousands of times.
"The top beauty" debut is naturally extraordinary, unlike other programs that are familiar with the audience early on. The family didn't even "confirm" their participation until half an hour before the evening party started. Not only was the stage design like a misty cloud, but even the recording engineer was self-provided. To say the least, when the host announced the show before going on stage, he didn't know what this leading lady would sing next. It's really heavenly if Uncle Benshan could also play the secrecy work to this extent, and it wouldn't be necessary to hastily match up a partner a week before the Spring Festival Gala.
Actually, this "Dancing Girl" is not unfamiliar to young people in their 20s. The entire dance arrangement is basically based on Jolin Tsai's concert version that still has some residual heat. The so-called explosive and sexy extreme styling is nothing more than a full set of black tight-fitting leather jackets, short skirts, and long boots. Of course, they are all black. Several male backup dancers, judging from their hot and spicy eyes and restricted movements, probably have some professional foundation. All of this is definitely not a problem for Lisi Cheng. In fact, Xu Chenliu also confirmed at this moment that the person who had passed by the fitness club that taught steel pipe dance a few days ago was indeed this "red in a green forest" who had never been challenged before.
In the old days, in winter, ice blocks were cut from the moat and stored in cellars until summer. A hundred kilograms could be exchanged for five taels of silver. To be responsible, Xi Yan's energetic dance at the Sanlitun bar at midnight cost one cent to watch seven segments, although it was considered to have a good rhythm, but nowadays in Beijing, probably nothing can devalue faster than low-level stimulation. However, the same thing, taken to a dimly lit study, could confuse the "stinky old men" into a state of confusion.
In ancient Chinese, there was a euphemistic expression for the relationship between men and women in bed, called "dūn lún". From the literal interpretation, if "that thing" is done well, not only will it not harm public morals, but it can also achieve the effect of "harmonizing human relationships". Later, we translated the capital of the British Empire as "London", I don't know whether it was inspired by this, so-called "London", probably means "human relationships have been harmonized" is a completed form, exactly what is called "developed try".
Ginger is still old and spicy. Indeed, in comparison, the vice president who is advanced in age and virtue is not to be underestimated for having traveled extensively and being knowledgeable; he can effortlessly engage in conversations that leave others speechless. On the other hand, those young and talented individuals who have only briefly dabbled in "small actions" while browsing online had to undergo an adaptation process when faced with reality, basically going through a "revolution in their thoughts" from "speaking evasively" to "being at a loss for words". Of course, there's nothing shameful about this. As the ancient poem goes: "Travelers see Luo Fu, put down their loads and stroke their beards. Young men see Luo Fu, take off their hats and wear them on their heads. Farmers forget their plows, laborers forget their hoes; those who come and go are resentful and angry, but all sit and gaze at Luo Fu." The sage's book cannot be read in vain; one must "review the old to know the new" through practice.
The last two sentences of the poem above have always had another interpretation, saying that it's not a knowing smile between men, but a real quarrel between husband and wife. Regardless of whether this perspective is using a small person's heart to measure a gentleman's abdomen, it's an undisputed fact that the folk songs of Yuefu have a deep foundation in life. One man's success is built on the bones of ten thousand people, some people laugh while others worry. At the same time as the satisfaction of those on and off stage, this happiness is indeed built on the suffering of "a small handful of people", of course, all of whom are female compatriots, with Lu Yuanhang being the most prominent. In fact, it's not that her temperament was as weak as a body that couldn't withstand wind and rain, but rather that fate played tricks on people, and Li Xiying's provocative teasing happened to be right before arranging her program, **the lingering charm afterwards completely became a buffer for landing with a thud**. What's even more deadly is that the "Wang Lao Wu" who were attracted by the college version of Cai Yilin all withered away after Lu Yuanhang's "Hong Mei Hua Er Kai" started playing, making the originally overwhelming contrast between high and low even more straightforward.
For a long time, we have regarded Zhou Gongjin as a representative of narrow-mindedness, which has ruined the eternal beautiful name that "color and art are both fragrant" should have had. After finishing reading, I realized that things may not be what we usually imagine. Even if "born Yu, how can Liang be born" is indeed from Zhou's heart, isn't it a symbol of being upright and straightforward? Daring to face the bleak life is indeed a lesson that our nation must relearn. In sharp contrast, behind those seemingly calm and peaceful "you and me", there are often hidden icebergs that can lead to mutual destruction. In the early years of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin wanted to give his beloved minister Wei Zheng a beautiful woman, but this famous minister's wife had a reputation for being ruthless and deadly. Taizong still had a childlike heart and let someone give the jealous woman a cup of vinegar as poison, saying that if she dared to drink it, he would fulfill her reputation and not mention taking a concubine again. It was thought that this would be a good way to avoid trouble, but unexpectedly, the woman drank it without hesitation, risking her life to prevent her husband from having an affair. In the face of such a strong sense of justice, even the Khan of the Tang Dynasty had to admit defeat. Needless to say, the story of "drinking vinegar" originated from this.
One is a palace-born, pampered and spoiled, the other is a star-studded, thousand-loved darling. Regardless of any past grievances or grudges, neither Yushi nor Yuanhang had put much thought into the ranking of the competition. Li Gongzhu didn't even wait for the final results before "the beauty had already ridden off on a yellow crane". Since that's the case, the discerning judges naturally wouldn't disappoint the two of them, and gave each a third-place prize to settle the matter. With a belly full of complaints but ending up with an equal share of the spoils, it seems indeed that "the buyer is never as clever as the seller". In many cases, the fisherman's gain and the snipe and clam's struggle are not necessarily connected; the difference lies in being caught on shore or captured in the water. Actually, this politicized Karaoke competition had already decided who would win from a thousand miles away, and was so tightly sewn up that it left you with nothing to say.
In the end, a music box from a small commodity wholesale market was awarded to a freshman majoring in language investigation. Later, according to sources, this brother came from a remote mountain village in "Ji Ming San Sheng", where the whole village, including the branch book, only knew what it meant to be a graduate student thanks to him. Since he understood things, he had poured all his resentment towards the rich-poor gap into his studies, and was admitted to the university with honors from junior high school to master's degree. For this, even the county magistrate went to their home to celebrate the New Year. However, when it came time to take the doctoral exam, he encountered difficulties. Other subjects were easy to pass, but the unified foreign language exam became a roadblock, and his teacher, who spoke with a strong accent, was delayed from the start. Could this little difficulty intimidate the great Chinese people? Of course not! He actively applied to teach in Gansu for a year, which assisted the development of the western region and solved the problem of reserved places, all for the sake of cultivating talents for the motherland, what is not a contribution?
The unbearable "Singing Mountain Songs for the Party", accompanied by tears and a painful account of his struggles, who dares not to give him the first prize, enough to be shot in half an hour during the "Anti-Rightist" campaign. The applause rises, and the old brother's thank-you speech is already indistinguishable from the sound of the music box, where the princess and prince are dancing, and the melody that makes one sob uncontrollably echoes in his ears: "...In the old society, I was whipped, my mother only knew how to cry; The Communist Party called on me to make revolution, took away the whip and beat the enemy, beat the enemy, beat..."
Nowadays, even the tall and proud ones are slinking away with their tails between their legs, and even the giant pandas are hiding in the deep mountains and old forests. We've all evolved this way, so who's laughing at whom? In comparison, someone like "Top Prize Shixiong" who went from "The Green Hills Are Always There, But People Grow Old" to "I Love Beijing Tiananmen" is just a small-time player, at most a county-level talent. The echoes of the song "Don't Read Water Margin When Young" were still lingering when Xu Jin received a long-distance call from his grandmother, who told him about an even more educational case: Back then, when Vice President Wang went to Hong Kong to promote the concept of "one country, two systems", he chose mostly young and vigorous "new blood" who could fight with their fists and feet. One of them was Tao Xiongbing, a 50-year-old deputy director of the institute's office, who wasn't even from the inner circle but was entrusted with important tasks due to his ability. This rising star proved to be young and promising, and within half a year, he jumped over the controversy surrounding the Nansha Islands and directly got into a fight with a university in Singapore. The other side naturally valued talent above all else and immediately offered him a lifelong tenure track position that brought both fame and wealth. What more could one ask for? Director Tao tore up his Chinese passport and transformed into an overseas Chinese, and since he had been devoted to his career for many years and was already well-fed and prosperous, he even managed to take with him the female Ph.D. student who was most favored by "the old ancestor" before leaving.
Gorbachev was all talk and no action, Director Wang thought of his two old comrades who had been through thick and thin, Wu Yeye and Peng Nainai, who were entrusted with the mission to save the situation. It wasn't just anyone's power to make this decision, it was a unanimous opinion after an emergency meeting of the Party Committee. Ginger is still spicy when it's old, not only do you need to have skills, but also be reliable, otherwise, no matter how beautiful your daughter-in-law is, she would be reserved for others.
Family matters, national affairs, and world affairs. The old general's move is a clever one, but what about that precious grandson? Xu Zhonglian, the young master who can sit on four thugs with just one fart, doesn't dare to be alone at home. "Those who eat meat are vulgar and cannot think far ahead," so the vegetarian Dean Grandma naturally takes a step back and thinks three steps ahead: before the nomination, she had already secretly negotiated and made arrangements. After all, Wu Yu has also been keeping a lonely vigil recently, as they say, "two goods make one good." As for how long forever is, that's something only heaven can decide.
Talking about "heaven", although there is no pie, but it seems that Lin Meimei still has a lot to spare. As long as brother you patiently wait, the one in your heart will fall down. This sudden thunderstorm quickly turned into a torrential rain, and the two "can't eat or not" were about to set out. The whole family sat together for the "last supper".
"When is Uncle Xiang coming back this time? The two elders are not around, 'who can be asked about national affairs'?" Zhen Liu was completely stunned by the unexpected good fortune and lost his head, taking advantage of the situation without considering the occasion.
"Hey," Professor Peng probably didn't expect that this old wine could still shine on the land where Comrade Xiaoping had not set foot, and he couldn't care less about family affection: "This trip will likely be a long one, going to over ten universities for classes, and there are many formalities to take care of."
"Right," said Wu Grandfather, who usually didn't speak much at the dinner table, a habit he had cultivated over the years: "Didn't he say last time he came back that he wanted to find a translator? Little Xu (this was his newly promoted title after being admitted to graduate school) has been to Australia before, and it's just right for him to go with them."
"I'm not going to make it," Zhu Liudeng suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he didn't think it was still so dangerous, of course, he didn't want to cause any more trouble: "I'm just a fake, a charlatan, a swindler...".
"Yes," but it's unclear what sentence Grandma Peng is affirming: "At that time, I mentioned to Little Xiang," the concern born from three generations of relationships is absolute and always prioritizes action over discussion: "He said they've all been found and are handling the visa now, if we switch again, people might get ideas."
It's okay, hopefully that "scapegoat" won't have any accidents.
"It's called... anyway, it's from your foreign language department," a housewife who was used to being in charge gave everyone their dishes and snatched two bites for herself: "What's it called? Something refreshing."
"Is it delicious?" Looking at Grandma Peng working so hard, Xu Zhènliú almost spat out the Kung Pao chicken directly into her bowl.
"Ah, probably is, you know her?" The old man seemed to be making no great effort to recall, and then suddenly felt that something was not quite right: "What's wrong?"
"I said," Zhen Liu subconsciously glanced at Wu Yu, who was getting up to serve the soup: "This guy hasn't told anyone else either."
"Nowadays, kids have many tricks up their sleeves."
Two years ago, I saw a survey about the credibility of various information sources in the eyes of ordinary Americans. The results were not surprising: mainstream media was far ahead, followed by the government, while cheap newspapers and street rumors scored very low. Thinking back, it's not strange at all. Nixon, who had been forgiven by the Chinese people, was caught red-handed when his campaign advisor installed a listening device in his opponent's office during his re-election bid; Clinton almost lost everything for just one moment of entertainment, and his wife still wants to be an official today - what's wrong with having some fun?
Perhaps our country also has similar statistics, forgive my ignorance, I've never heard of it before. However, for most people, the news brought out by "insiders" is more authoritative and true than the CCTV News Broadcast. The reason is simple: since you can't leave through the Yangguan Pass, you can only crowd onto the Dukemu Bridge. If you had known that curiosity is hard to avoid, why did you have to hide it? Chinese people like to eavesdrop under the bride's window, and that's exactly what they're looking for - the thrill.
To be realistic, even if there was a big competition in the graduate school, Gu Shan, who is rooted and upright, might still have a good chance of winning in this popular translation selection. For example, Xu Chenliu, who appears to be gentle but is actually cunning, would definitely not be able to withstand Gu's clever moves. However, if this matter becomes a behind-the-scenes operation and the person involved remains tight-lipped, it's hard to avoid rumors spreading. But on the other hand, that Miss Gu didn't become "cunning" from birth either; it's all because of her environment. In this era, whoever tells the truth gets into trouble. In a land of blind people, the one-eyed person is king. It seems that the prisoners who face difficulties and ultimately choose to die together are not just coincidental.
Got some "big news" about Guo Cun going abroad, a slightly "straightforward" gossip would definitely rush to spread it, but Xu Zhongliu wasn't that stupid. When two armies are facing each other, the attacker often sends out a small number of vanguard troops to pretend to launch a surprise attack, luring the opponent into opening fire and then eliminating those exposed firepower points. Zhongliu was originally unwilling to sell himself and the hospital's intricate relationships everywhere, so he wouldn't let others take advantage of this little stir. So, never think that others are stupider than yourself.
Foreigners invented the AA system for meals, but when they encounter troubles, they like to confide in friends; we are just the opposite, often seeing the righteousness of settling accounts, but secretly plotting against each other's wives. This may be the difference between agricultural civilization and industrial civilization, after all, crop growth is not as visible and tangible as product processing. Although Zhen Liu didn't go to uncover the "dark side" of beautiful women, he still brought the roast goose from Hong Kong's "Kai Tak Mountain Gate" to Cheng Yi's dormitory without reservation and shared it with everyone who made contributions.
It turns out that Cheng Yi is the kind of person who has never been willing to take advantage of others, even if it's just a tiny bit. Although the late-night snacks in this dormitory are meant for a pleasant conversation, if you're too careful not to offend anyone, it can make things feel awkward. But he still made an excuse to return some books and brought back all sorts of goodies from that small, unknown shop at the entrance. Fortunately, Zhuo Liu is the kind of person who doesn't pay attention to details, otherwise, one might suspect that the host is showing off his wealth like Shi Chong.
"Wow, that's too exaggerated," Yunwen said with her mouth, but her hands were not idle. She picked up this bag and looked at that package: "Lays still has this flavor? I had seafood last time, it was pretty good." She compared and commented on each one, but didn't open any of them.
"I'm not being polite anymore," Lu Yuanhang casually picked one up: "I didn't catch dinner, I'm starving to death." He hadn't seen her all day, and just now when he sent a text message, she said she was still in the car.
It's strange that the pillow flows and distant navigations from inside and outside the Great Wall are more enthusiastic about the Lingnan braised flavor than Cheng Yi and Yunwen, who "share the same water as the Yangtze River". From a geographical perspective, the Dongting Lake is only a stone's throw away from the Cangwu wilderness, but it's unexpectedly unrelated. This may be another example of the law of affirmation and negation at work: precisely because they are close, the differences become more apparent; those seemingly impossible rebounding pipas often reveal a different landscape in the midst of darkness and light.
"Huh, eating already." The several people in the house had just reached a wonderful state when a sudden Shandong dialect burst in: "Not even calling me up." Modern Language Department's Feng Ye smiled and examined the colorful dishes on the table.
Zhen Liu raised his head from the crispy skin roasted meat: "Aren't you afraid that we don't have such a big face?"
To say the least, whether it's a polite conversation between family members or a witty remark that always hits the mark, when placed in the rare environment of the research institute, if one is not careful, it may lead to big mistakes. Perhaps due to eating too hastily and not choosing his words carefully, Xu Zhong suddenly appeared with a "route-level" deviation, before he could react, Feng Xueshi's face had already turned dark and was beyond pursuit: "This month's party dues." A shiny silver dollar was thrown towards Cheng Yi, spinning in the messy desk.
Bang! The door, which had experienced countless vicissitudes, seemed to have been faithfully performing its duty since who-knows-when, and was probably already accustomed to all this, without any complaints or murmurs.
"What's going on?" The four of them looked at each other in confusion.
In fact, this is not the first time that Feng Ye has lost his temper. Although he was cautious every step of the way, he still hit the jackpot: "Who knows? What did I say?"
In recent years, it may be the result of the "old hatred" of the Ten Miles Foreign Concession and the "new grudge" of Pudong Development working together. The reform bridgehead seemed to have become a public enemy of the Chinese people. No matter how well you behave, the highest praise can only be "you don't look like a Shanghainese". Recently, for reasons unknown to everyone, Henan seems to have "rised strongly" overnight, not only replacing but also surpassing.
From a purely theoretical perspective, the environment certainly has an undeniable power in shaping one's character. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many excellent children who have sharpened their brains to look at foreign moons. However, any factor cannot be exaggerated to an unbearable degree, otherwise, when the movement comes again, it will be labeled as "mechanicalism". Usually, perhaps due to the prestige of Liangshan heroes in the crowd for thousands of years, Shandong people are considered to be synonymous with generosity and righteousness. However, it is not known that this province, which is composed of "Lu" land adjacent to the Central Plains and "Qi" land on the peninsula, actually has two completely different cultural genes. For example, Feng Ye's Cao County (southwest corner of Shandong Province) is separated from Shangqiu (northeast corner of Henan Province) by a river. If the logic that water and soil nurture people really holds true, then it would indeed be "ten miles apart in heaven". Of course, taking this old brother as an example may even provide a basis for criticism.
"Don't mind him," said Organization Committee member Cheng Yi, tossing the party fees, which were like sparks of revolution, into a drawer and covering them with a copy of "Frontiers of New Institutional Economics", as if afraid that the lingering anger would dampen everyone's rare enthusiasm. "I brought it especially for you, dry," Cheng Yi pulled out a bottle of "Xi Li" liquor and placed it in front of Little Xu.
Everyone was not originally for a full stomach, after this toss, even more appetite is gone: "Ah, have you washed that photo?" Fortunately, Yunwen is more experienced and timely diverted the atmosphere to another path.
Last week's concert, Cheng Yi carried his professional-grade telephoto lens, moving up and down for a full two hours, treating everyone equally and not missing any embarrassing moments. This made several esteemed judges very embarrassed, always worried that they would be caught in an awkward pose, neither daring to look left or right, nor feeling like there was a thorn in their back.
"There's a high school classmate coming up from Changsha tomorrow to take care of some business, I said bring him out for a spin," Zhen Liu discovered that this was already the nth time Cheng Yi referred to coming to Beijing as "coming up", not knowing whether it was referring to the north-south direction on the map or stemming from the inherent hierarchical concept of Chinese people. In the eyes of his fellow villagers, Cheng probably already counts as an "old Beijinger": "I plan to get the photos developed and washed together this time, sorry about that," he added.
No matter how biased the perspective is, Cheng Yi has no reason to feel guilty because this was not his job in the first place. Initially, when the conference staff gave him the rare "training opportunity", they only asked him not to miss any VIPs, and since the curtain had already fallen, those who were worried about their own dignity naturally didn't bother to urge him to complete the final tasks "by the book". After the OK tournament ended, even newcomers like Su Yunwen got two boxes of drinks as encouragement; let alone those high-ranking officials. However, strangely, Cheng Yi, that busy and sunny youth, didn't even know where to go to reimburse his printing costs - it's unheard of for someone to help with cooking and still pay for the seasonings themselves. During the Beijing Olympics, many "good Samaritans" participated in volunteer activities, but they didn't have to work from dawn till dusk; however, their daily souvenirs were always plentiful. It seems that being on par with international standards is good, but it's really necessary to get rid of the rural custom of helping neighbors with weddings and funerals without taking a penny except for meals.
"Don't rush, the later the better," said Faraway, who was one of those people who got hungry but couldn't eat much and would get full after just a few bites. She held a disposable chopstick and poked around here and there: "I'll definitely look ugly in the photos." When a girl says something like this, you have to be extra careful and refute it in a way that is both decisive and believable. If you hesitate for even a moment, you'll create a lifelong grudge.
"Alas," Xu Zhongliu regretted not having kept some of his income to himself, and now he couldn't bring himself to dig in with gusto at the sumptuous feast before him. Having suffered a loss already, if he were to "lose again" it would be too much: "He must have washed them out long ago, hidden them under his bed quilt to admire and savor in secret, unwilling to take them out." These words hit just the right note, both enlivening the atmosphere and saving face.
"Got it," Lu Yuanhang smiled and quickly added, "Others don't have the motivation, they want to take pictures but can't, and those who don't want to take pictures can't get out of it."
"Right, right," everyone present was amused and for a moment also overlooked the unintentional possible misfire on friendly forces.
That so-called "think tank" is, of course, referring to Gu Shuang. Ever since Cheng Yi repeatedly persuaded him to come out and participate in the competition, everyone suspected that his motives were not pure. In fact, if this little thing had happened during the ever-changing university era, it's estimated that it wouldn't have caused any ripples before everything changed. However, the same spark, when thrown into the already dry graduate school, would produce an unexpected nuclear fusion. After all, stagnant water is most eager for waves; in a sense, scandals are not so much the result of the parties involved being careless, but rather the needs of society itself. Without a target, we can create one, right? Otherwise, what would you have the professional critics and their innocent families eat?
However, it is a fact that Cheng Yi has a good impression of Gu Shuang. The biggest advantage of this girl is that she can hardly find any obvious shortcomings, except for her family background. Of course, waiting for the right price to sell is better than being in love with someone who is not available, one of the advantages is that no one will care about the manufacturer of goods in a flea market. In fact, if you really have intentions towards someone you like, creating public opinion is often more cost-effective than making a direct attack, as the saying goes "winning without fighting". It's a pity to waste so many people who are willing to be "friends and family" after dinner. At the same time, once the prey has the intention of taking the bait, it is also easier to let go, because she will have a sense of "everyone's expectation", and the face-saving factor in our country cannot be underestimated. By the way, doing so also has the advantage of being able to retreat completely, compared to going all out, the biggest advantage of surrounding but not attacking is that when the enemy is stronger than imagined, it will save you a lot. Whether Cheng Yi has such a deep plan or not, at least during this period, he can still advance and retreat freely.
"No, no, my classmate is coming over tomorrow, otherwise we'll go play together," Cheng Yi's response did not directly challenge everyone's teasing. People sometimes adopt such a debating strategy, misleading the overall suspicion by locally denying: "Don't believe me, I'll show you the film, it really hasn't been washed yet."
"Hey," Yunwen pulled out a tissue from her bag: "I wonder what Gu Shuang is up to, it seems like I haven't seen her again."
Xu Zhongliu suddenly looked like he had been caught, and glanced at the people in front of him with a hint of guilt. But no one noticed him now, everyone was looking at Cheng Yi, which wasn't surprising, after all, this was the "authority" in the general sense. In most cases, there are no real secrets in the world, it depends on how much you want to know the truth, and conversely, being kept in the dark is often the result of deceiving oneself, so don't blame others.
"I'm not very clear either, just say something unexpected happened," From his calm and unhurried expression, Cheng Yi didn't pry further: "Don't know when I can come back." This last sentence seemed to be a pre-emptive answer to potential questions, but it sounded more like an expectation.
"You all seem quite mysterious," Su Yunwen carefully wiped her small mouth with a laboriously high-quality handkerchief, and tilted her head to admire herself in the small mirror on Cheng Yi's desk.
Indeed, this small graduate school is in line with the Taoist ideal of a small country with few people, where the old and the young do not know each other. Although there are many hurried footsteps inside and outside the old buildings, they rarely exchange even polite greetings. "Ask less and do more" has almost become an unwritten rule here, which is in line with the teachings of our predecessors to be cautious in speech and diligent in action. Nevertheless, if you observe carefully, it's not difficult to dig up and understand any of your fellow "travelers". For example, although I have only been in contact with Cheng Yi for a short time, I have initially determined that he is indeed a reliable person, suitable for both men and women, young and old. He never tries to sell anything to anyone, but is very good at discovering people's true needs and working hard to meet them, while minimizing unnecessary noise. Girls, please remember that when you see a silly boy holding flowers in front of the window, it only means he likes doing so, not that he cares about you at all. Generally speaking, customers who accept sales pitches are softer-hearted than those who pick and choose in shopping malls. We can't be too careful, and I also advise my male friends who are eager to take action to be more sincere by keeping a distance and "thinking of each other from afar". Chasing after someone every day, holding an umbrella or fan, looks like a naughty child asking for something from an adult. However, it's worth noting that many "three-dimensional beauties" nowadays are auction items with no reserve price but no ceiling either. If you unfortunately fall in love with this kind of person, you can only admit your bad luck, and the above advice is hereby declared null and void.
In many cases, in all close interpersonal relationships, there is often a kind of double standard that seems unreasonable at first glance. Others' kindness to oneself is taken for granted, while a single grudge can be remembered for a lifetime. It's hard to say whether this tendency to take pleasure as a matter of course represents the selfishness or the driving force of human nature. However, logically speaking, the fact that this phenomenon can exist around us for a long time means that there must also be a considerable number of people who are willing to make sacrifices without seeking reward. The survival of any species in the food chain is based on the stability of the entire system.
For example, Wu Yu is one of those "I contribute, I am happy" types. Children from book-loving families may have countless "shortcomings", such as being talkative or having a lot of knowledge, but they often don't get to enjoy luxury and comfort. After all, the truth of studying hard is that "people are diligent and the land is not lazy". Although Little Wu's teacher is an only child in her family and has her mother, a famous lady, as a role model, she has been able to take care of herself since childhood, and although she can't shake off her weak and delicate nature, she can manage daily life so well that those pampered girls become negative examples.
This time, Zhuāng Liú had the good fortune to be in the same room as a beautiful woman. After "Lè Dìng Sī Lè" (a Chinese idiom meaning "to think of something pleasant"), he couldn't help but feel a bit worried - whether Wu āyí, who used to take him on walks around town when he was young, would still be the same as before. After all, nowadays many white-collar workers prefer to stay at home and live a quiet life after work. However, it didn't take long for Zhuāng Liú to discover that this worry was completely unnecessary. Wú Yǔ seemed very happy to have such a student from back in the day who could be summoned at any time. As a middle school class teacher, her working hours were always 24/7, and although she rarely had the opportunity to go out and about due to her busy schedule, Zhuāng Liú's daily life was actually more comfortable than when he was under the care of Péng Nǎinai.
"Back already?" Wu Yu rarely sat in her familiar living room flipping through the newspapers that had accumulated for several days: "Tomorrow it's going to be windy and cold, I've found your down jacket."
Little Xu felt a little regretful when he saw the familiar 26 female car in the yard five minutes ago, and he didn't come back earlier. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the clothes he had just changed out of in the morning were already standing upright on the drying rack. In fact, Xiao Wu was very willing to share this responsibility, and it would be best if he took care of all the washing work for both of them. However, Little Wu teacher was not willing to let this little fatty with a belly full of tricks take charge of his newly laundered clothes. With an urgent heart, he couldn't eat hot tofu, so he could only use the dusty old things in the closet to scratch the itch. The fact once again proved that objects show their value by taking people as a measure.
Exhausted and covered in sweat, I collapsed onto the sofa, having even forgotten to use the bathroom. "You're back pretty early today."
She looked at him and found nothing to say, so she pushed a cup of coffee that had been prepared in front of her. Perhaps it was the reason for the change of seasons, Little Xu had a bit of internal heat these days, this kind of refreshing drink had an unexpectedly wonderful purging effect on him, even modern medicine couldn't understand it.
Perhaps due to her calm nature, regardless of the cold or heat, Wu Yu always liked to stay in a room with a constant temperature wearing only one large short-sleeved shirt, allowing her two warm and slender legs to breathe freely in the air. When she first saw the boy in front of her, Little Xu was still sleeping soundly in his swaddle, in fact, Teacher Wu had never taken his gender seriously, so there was no need for evasion.
Throughout the ages, more than half of the troubles are related to information asymmetry. The common saying "knowing people and faces but not knowing their hearts" is exactly this principle. As a result, "treating everyone equally regardless of age" has become "each taking what they need". Looking at the gentle spring breeze and rain just inches away, Xu Zhen seems to have returned to his own youthful years.
That was also a winter, when he had just entered high school. During the winter break, the city organized a writing contest that Xu Zhongliu could no longer remember who initiated it. It wasn't until later that he realized this kind of thing, which he used to look down on, could actually make many people's dreams come true, such as almost all the post-80s writers who had "collaborated" with a certain writing contest. Throughout his middle school years, Xu Zhongliu's compositions were always something that could be both elegant and carelessly written, like a hot potato that he himself was also aware of the awkward situation, so when he encountered those ambitious young people who were eager to make their debut, he would rather quietly slip away. Not wanting to compete with others was a virtue that made ambitious people happy in this era. As the saying goes, "you can't hide even if you want to", although he didn't even bother to sign up for the contest, but the language class representative still entrusted Xu Zhongliu to personally deliver dozens of heavy hopes to Teacher Xiao Wu's home. Out of respect for their shared experience, it was probably two or three days before New Year's Eve that Xu Zhongliu took the opportunity to visit Peng Nainai and went to Wu Yu's new home "like a moth to flame". In fact, he didn't want to go to someone else's love nest to "watch", but he also had some expectations for this poignant and beautiful scene.
When Little Wu teacher leaned against the door with sleepy eyes, Zhenliu finally understood what "giving roses and leaving fragrance" meant. Probably because of the rare half-day leisure, the high pillow during the holiday came extra freely, she stood barefoot on the dark floor with natural texture, wearing a loose robe with large sleeves. The low sun in the winter afternoon lazily drew out the warm light through the thick curtains, like the outline of a cloud and mist in front of him, a boy's eyes were hazy with water vapor. Although many years have passed, Zhenliu can still describe the scene at that moment in great detail, as for what happened later, it was all discarded by memory.
"What are you looking at?" Long fingers waved in front of his eyes, pulling Xu Zhenliu back to the equally dreamlike reality.
I'm going to the restroom.
