The most confusing thing in this world is that even happiness and joy must follow the principle of equivalent exchange.
True happiness requires paying a price, just as true success carries a heavy past behind it, and there is unspeakable sadness hidden in the shadow of true happiness.
We sing while drunk, and when we wake up, we will have headaches, sour mouth, and fatigue; we enjoy delicious food, and then grit our teeth and run and exercise to lose the increased fat in the body; we watch funny comedies performed by clowns, and then endure the
The endless emptiness after laughter.
Every moment of positive energy is always accompanied by a corresponding degree of negative energy.
Without difficulty, failure, pain, and sadness, people would not truly understand success, joy, and happiness.
In the end, we will find that it is not how miserable the world is - how much happiness and joy we can feel depends on how much suffering and sorrow we can endure.
This is a difficult choice.
But most of the time, life does not put the right of free choice into our own hands.
Just like Zheng Qing.
If he had a choice, he would rather compete in the freshmen competition a few days ago, get a good or bad ranking, get a little reward, and continue his small life leisurely.
.
Instead of being like now, carrying the glory of first place in the freshmen competition, walking at night in bright clothes, like a mouse crossing the street, avoiding the strange and scrutinizing eyes of others, and avoiding their whispers.
At the freshmen competition award ceremony, the uniform shouts of 'cheating' from the audience were like echoes, echoing in his ears for a long time. Every time he thought about it, he felt restless and depressed.
As the saying goes, 'out of sight, out of mind', the young public-funded student simply hid himself in the deepest part of Shushan Hall, intending to use his time to erase these embarrassing accusations.
Just like now.
The afternoon Magical Philosophy class had just ended, and before Old Yao had even stepped out of the door of 306 West Teaching Building, Zheng Qing had already stuffed the lecture notes, exercises and other study supplies into a gray bag, stood up, and wanted to take advantage of others before they could react.
It was time to sneak out - this was the only class on Wednesday afternoon. If he hurry up, he could still grab a secret seat deep in Shushan Hall.
However, his plan was shattered by Xiao Xiao.
"Don't run away yet." Doctor Xiao grabbed the corner of the public-funded student's robe and whispered, "Wait a minute, I have something to tell you..."
"Can't we go back and talk at night?" Zheng Qing noticed the looming sights around him and interrupted the doctor a little anxiously.
"No." Xiao Xiao shook his head firmly, and his hands tightened: "Wait a while, Lan Que and Lin Guo are coming too, and we will have a meeting in this classroom."
While they were talking, Zhang Jixin and Fatty Xin also came over carrying notes and snacks. The four of them gathered in the corner of the classroom, seeming a little alienated from the rest of the class.
Zheng Qing sighed deeply, slumped back into his seat, and slapped his head on the desk.
Since the Freshman Competition last Sunday, many students in the class seem to have a little more vague estrangement from them. Those who were familiar with them before, such as Jiang Yu, Li Meng and others, may be worried that mentioning the hunting competition will
It made them upset, so they avoided talking about it, so the relationship became a little colder.
And those who were not familiar with them before were even more speechless now - some people were asking roundly about what rewards they, the first placers in the freshman competition, had received, what it felt like to 'die', and whether forgiveness was a crime.
I really have a way and I got some preferential treatment from the college.
There are some things that Zheng Qing and the others cannot say; there are some things that Zheng Qing and the others have not done; there are also some things that even if Zheng Qing and the others explain and emphasize over and over again, those who do not want to believe them will still refuse to believe them.
Therefore, in the past few days, everyone has been a little lazy and tired of arguing with other people. They simply hide in the corner and unite, not caring about the rights and wrongs of others.
"Your Elena, you didn't come to class today." Fatty Xin held a small bucket of beef jerky, chewing it with relish, and pushed the public-funded student who was slumped on the table with his elbow.
Because of the courage and trust shown on the hunting ground, the Gypsy Witch gradually gained a lot of recognition in dormitory 403. Everyone also started to make little jokes about the two of them from time to time.
Zheng Qing's head rolled around on his arms and his eyes turned to another direction.
Just like he had seen it countless times before, Elena's seat was empty. Since the freshman game last Sunday, the young public-funded student has never seen the Gypsy witch again. Just like before, the teachers who taught the class were
He didn't seem to care about the transfer student's absence. Even Lao Yao never urged the two monitors to find Elena.
"I don't know." Zheng Qing replied in a sullen voice: "She hasn't been to the library recently."
"Li Meng seems to have something to ask us." Zhang Jixin's eyes noticed the other two acquaintances.
Not far away, Li Meng was holding on to Jiang Yu's arm, seeming to be arguing about something. From time to time, he glanced at Zheng Qing's corner and waved his little arms, as if he was thinking about it. However, Jiang Yu shook slightly.
He shook his head and did not come over. Instead, he dragged the little witch out of the classroom.
"What can happen to her?! In just two days, she has asked me a hundred times where the big black cat is!" Zheng Qing couldn't help but sighed heavily: "If you hadn't dragged me, I would be here now
He should already be in a corner of Shushan Hall..."
"Escape will not solve the problem. You should learn to ignore those rumors." Xiao Xiao hugged his head, stared at the ceiling, and suddenly spoke up to persuade.
"Just like you, your love affair between teachers and students has caused a lot of trouble in the school, and you still act as if nothing happened?" Zheng Qing retorted: "If I were Mr. Sima, I would definitely go to the Discipline Office of the school working committee and send you home."
Xiao Xiao's face suddenly darkened.
"So, what happened to that big black cat?" On the other side, Fatty Xin, who was chewing beef jerky, suddenly asked: "If others can't tell, can't we tell it too?"
"Yes... I've told you hundreds of times, the big black cat went to the Silent Forest to sharpen its claws." Zheng Qing twisted his buttocks to make his body more comfortable, and at the same time muttered lazily: "Grind
Okay, let me come back and disembowel you... to see how much oil and water there is in your belly."
Several people chatted for a while, and after waiting for about half an hour, the classroom was empty and the corridor outside was quiet, the door of Classroom 306 was finally pushed open again.
"Sorry! I kept everyone waiting for so long!"
"It's not our fault... When we went to Atlas to find someone, they were worshiping, so we had to wait aside for a while."
Lin Guo jumped in from the outside and said in a crackling voice: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my order and called everyone here... All members of the Knights of Forgiveness, please join us!"
Behind him, two familiar figures filed in.
Walking in front was Lan Que. He was still holding the sword wrapped in layers of cloth, but there was no Sable in his hood, and his expression was more serious.
Walking behind was an acquaintance that Zheng Qing had not seen for a long time.
A young monk studying at Atlas College, Shi Yuan.
He was wearing a straight jacket made of yellow cloth, his head was polished and polished, and a string of purple-red Buddhist beads as big as longan eyes hung around his neck. He had a charming smile, as if he were Maitreya.